Xin Yi nodded and smiled strangely: "Then the master of Gonggong Zheng's heart, is it Zheng or Li?"

If you don't know what to do, you'll fall into the pit. If you don't pay attention to half a word, the front is to forget the original, and the back is a big reversal.

Xin Yi didn't mean to get along with Zheng Zhong. She and these four-rank eunuchs are neither grudges nor favors, but she still remembers the face of Zheng Zhong when she was summoned by Li He for the first time and Zheng Zhong came to Xin Mansion to announce the decree.

When you're busy, you forget about him with your fingertips, but it's not like you can't prick him when you're idle.

Zheng Zhong immediately looked panicked, and beat a thousand words in a row: "The county monarch said this, and he tortured the slaves." Whichever bowl of rice the slave eats, he thinks of which master in his heart. The mouth of the eater is short, but the hand of the person is not short. ”

"Gonggong Zheng's reasoning is a bit vulgar, but it sounds good. It's just that in the future, the Li family and the Zheng family, or the Li family and the five surnames will be liquidated, and the father-in-law will have to choose the team in advance. ”

Xin Yi said something in his words, and naturally bluffed Zheng Zhong again and again, but he didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid when he heard it, or if he didn't understand it at all.

Xin Yi retracted his gaze, too lazy to bother with him, the big heads were still in order, and the little flies and small mosquitoes were a little wider between their fingers, and they passed.

However, it didn't matter if he turned his gaze, he just caught another figure in his sight.

"Childe?" Xin Yi's footsteps froze, and he was subconsciously stunned.

"The minion has seen the chess boy. Zheng Zhong was clever and fast, and immediately trotted to meet him and hit a thousand children.

It was Jiang Li who came. It is still a handsome eyebrow, lined with the remnants of snow on the red wall at the end of winter, adding to the dusty atmosphere, and the brewing March spring breeze blows his dark hair, dyeing the cold star-like eyes with warmth.

But he seemed to be a little different. He often likes to wear plain clothes and light robes, and his clothes are simple, but today he is more luxurious. Lianyun Haifei Zhiyu brocade robe, tied with jasper red belt, because the snow at the end of winter is not over, there is also a sheepskin coat with green wrinkled silk and a bucket of beads outside, the style is not luxurious, but it is also the wealth of Chang'an.

But this wealth is on him, it only makes people feel expensive, the clean and noble atmosphere of green mountains and green waters, and there is no copper smell of half rich.

Xin Yi was surprised, and said with a smile: "The son has received a reward of several hundred gold today, and even his clothes are generous." It seems that the new year emptied the West Market, but he didn't wronged the son. ”

"Chess boy. Zheng Zhong saluted, his clever eyes rolled on Xin Yi and Jiang Li, and he consciously retreated to the eaves of the old distance.

But this bit of cleverness, because it was too obvious, embarrassed Xin Yi.

"Did the prince be summoned by the nobles of the Daming Palace to play chess to earn a reward? Xin Yi hurriedly quipped, using teasing to hide the speeding heartbeat.

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips opened with a slight smile: "My son is here to resign." Because of the invitation of Jianghuai chess friends, he wanted to leave Beijing for more than a month, and he came to resign to the emperor. ”

"Resignation to the emperor?" Xin Yi sneered, "No matter how well Gongzi plays chess, he is just a commoner." How big is the face, leaving Kyoto to worry about the emperor. ”

"I often enter the palace with the holy will and play against the emperor. Regardless of the dignity and humility of the monarch and the minister, he is also half a chess friend. Leaving Beijing naturally has to be presented, saving the emperor from being addicted to chess during this period, and he has no place to find someone to go, and he treats me with great disrespect. Jiang Li spoke eloquently, and his tone was light.

Xin Yi thought about it for a while and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

The chess boy left Beijing and made it clear to the emperor that it was better than not being able to find anyone at that time, and being planted to snub the emperor and being confused was provoked. As for whether he takes himself too seriously, with that world-shaking chess way, he can barely say it.

Xin Yi covered his lips and smiled, stretched out his fingers, and picked the rolling wind hair on the side of Jiang Li: "So you dress so luxuriously, do you come to press the scene?"

The woman smiled brightly, her eyebrows and eyes were like water, and the slender fingertips she picked up added a sense of playfulness.

Jiang Li's eyes darkened, and he suddenly stepped forward and lowered his voice: "Do you like it?"

"Childe is talking nonsense again. You didn't come to see the slave, and the slave likes to do anything. Xin Yi took a sip lightly, biting his lower lip, and silently turned red at the root of his ear.

She really felt that the chess boy in front of her was very cunning.

Anything can be related to that. It's still facing her symptoms, like a cat's paw scratching the tip of her heart, and if you scratch it lightly, it will itch so much.

The small graupel left at the end of winter floated to Xin Yi's sideburns, and the warmth of March that was brought by the Buddha made Xin Yi's eyes sparkle with two pools of spring water.

"No matter how Childe dresses, it's all excellent. Zi Qing only saw the son in his eyes, not the clothes. ”

Xin Yi said lightly, and the mosquito-like sound was like a bell chime hitting the tip of the river.

He was so happy that he was dizzy for a moment.

"Really?" Jiang Li took another step forward, his expression was eager, "No matter whether you are rich or poor, is it me in your eyes?"

This sentence was too explicit, but the tone was not small, and the palace maids and eunuchs who were close to heard it clearly.

Whispering laughter rang out. Even the guards guarding the palace gate with an iron face curled the corners of their mouths.

Xin Yi was suddenly embarrassed. In broad daylight, in the majestic palace, she was still holding the shelf of Huai'an Junjun, and she was beaten back to the prototype by Jiang Li's words.

It's really hateful.

"Childe is self-respecting! Everyone else looks, this is Miyagi Ouchi, how can the prince of this county allow you to talk nonsense. Xin Yi took two steps back, stomped his feet repeatedly, and tried his best to pretend to be full of majesty.

The red ears betrayed her heart.

Jiang Li looked at the scarlet playfully, listened to this training silently, and sighed very intoxicatedly: "The county monarch is now a celebrity in Chang'an City, but I'm afraid that the civilians next to him haven't listened yet." The jun reprimanded two more sentences, and my son felt comfortable listening to it. ”

"You!" Xin Yi snorted lightly, turned to leave, only to be burned hot from the flush on her cheeks.

If you don't leave, sooner or later, this red glow will be exposed. Then her Huai'an Junjun's face was resting there again.

The chess boy has a thick face, a few points thicker than the city wall. She Huai'an Junjun has a face as thin as paper.

One thin and one thick, one advance and one retreat, the game in this situation is really thrilling step by step, and it is a few points more exciting than the chess game in the world.

"Junjun stays! Xiaosheng is rude, I hope Junjun will forgive his sins!" Jiang Li held back a smile, deliberately shouted a few times, and chased after him quickly, leaving the palace maid guards of the Vermilion Bird Gate behind in an instant.

Xin Yi naturally heard clearly, this pretentious "confession".

She walked ahead and didn't look back, but a red smile bloomed in the corner of her eyes: "How can this chess boy be so changeable? One moment he is a cold-faced noble son, and the next time he is a scoundrel with oil on his mouth." ”

Xin Yi muttered to himself in a low voice, but the embroidered shoes deliberately slowed down, deliberately waiting for the son and scoundrel behind him to catch up.

The two of them had a heart like a god, turned into a secluded palace road, and only saw red walls and glazed tiles, ice pillars melting under the eaves, spring grass brewing, and few people.

Xin Yi stopped, and used the tip of her shoe to hook the green seedlings that came out of the snow, until the footsteps behind her also stopped, and she said politely: "Isn't the chess boy going to ask the county monarch to punish the crime? ”