Qi Zhaoruo glanced at Fu Nianjun deeply. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Interestingly, he found that this little lady didn't dare to look up at him at all.

That's right, I don't dare.

He knew very well what kind of fool this original owner was in the past, and there were many people who annoyed him, but there were still people who were afraid of him?

It's not because his mother is the eldest princess of the country, it's not because of Qi Zhaoruo's background, it's just because of him.

She would be afraid of him......

What's more, this little lady looks a little smart.

"Since it's okay, let's take my leave. ”

Qi Zhaoruo nodded, turned around and left.

Fang Zhu was stunned, and could only watch Qi Zhaoruo's figure disappear into the crowd, and when he turned around, he saw Yilan squatting down to look at Fu Nianjun's foot injury.

"Lady, does it hurt?"

Fu Nianjun held Yilan's shoulder and shook his head.

"That won't work, let's find a place to sit. ”

Fangzhu said.

Fu Nianjun said: "Go to the Wang Pozi Tea Shop on the side of Zhengyang Street in front of you......"

Fangzhu and Yilan didn't have any idea about Fu Nianjun's designation of this place, there were so many people here, and the nearby tea stalls couldn't even sit down.

The two of them supported Fu Nianjun on the left and right, but fortunately, Fu Nianjun's injury was not serious, and his ankle was only slightly red and swollen.

Fangzhu didn't start to get scared until he got off the light bridge.

"I was really in front of Qi Langjun just now...... So?"

Yilan nodded, "Your spittle stars are about to spray people's faces." ”

Fangzhu was silent, "That, then I, will, will it ......?"

"Yes. Fu Nianjun glanced at her with a little pity: "You will be dragged out and beaten to death by the eldest princess." ”

Fangzhu was frightened and lost her voice.

Yilan sneered, and squeezed her eyes at Fangzhu, "The lady scared you." Qi Dalang has lost his memory, he can't remember the lady and us, and he won't come to seek revenge. ”

Fang Zhu muttered at this time, "Lady, you scared me to death." ”

Fu Nianjun bent his lips, but his heart was still heavy like a piece of dark iron.

If Qi Zhao was not at the gate of Xuande Tower, what was he doing here?

Does he know what's going to happen tonight?

Fu Nianjun couldn't remember everything clearly thirty years ago, but what she didn't remember didn't mean that Zhou Shaomin didn't know.

She shook her head, forget it, she didn't care about him, she still had her own things to do.

Wang Pozi Tea Shop on Zhengyang Street, tonight set up a screen table on the upstairs of the street, and hung many lanterns.

Fu Nianjun entered the guest room, and soon Dr. Tea replaced the tea cup fruit, Fu Nianjun sat here, and could see the Hunan curtains and hanging lights hanging in front of the eaves.

The reason why she chose to be here is naturally because she is sure that Zheng Duan's wife Wei will come here today nine times out of ten.

She has been paying attention to Wei for more than a month, and she even knows her favorite rouge gouache shop every day.

Yilan found ice cubes to compress Fu Nianjun's foot injury, but Fu Nianjun shrank his ankle from the cold.

"Lady. Yilan said earnestly, "Even if it's a small injury, you can't be sloppy, you can rest, let's go home early tonight......"

Fangzhu was not as nagging as she was, she was looking at the guests with her eyes open.

Wang Pozi Tea Shop can't see the huge lamp mountain here, and it is not a good place to the top, so there are not many guests coming and going, and it is mainly women.

After a while, the person Fu Nianjun was waiting for finally came upstairs.

At first, a young woman wore a red makeup sleeved jacket, a delicate green satin skirt, and a mink skin jacket, which was luxurious and gorgeous, and the brilliance was scorching. She was followed by two or three younger young women, dressed in a decent manner, all in white silk jackets and blue satin skirts, except for the different armor and plackets on their bodies.

A few people talked and laughed, walked to the window of the building, and watched with help, and dozens of lamp stands were set up on the street downstairs, with red and willow green, cars and horses thundering, and several people also saw it with taste.

Fu Nianjun sank his eyes and looked at the most luxurious young woman who was obviously the backbone of those people.

Is this Wei's?

She quickly denied this speculation, Zheng Duan, as a judge of Dali Temple, his wife could not afford such a pomp.

Sure enough, the young woman smiled and went to take a woman's hand, "Sister Wei, look at that green lion lamp, it's so interesting......"

Fu Nianjun could just see the side face of the woman who was being held, the fair and delicate face was not beautiful, but the lines were soft and graceful, and there was a unique kind of beautiful and delicate smart beauty.

This is Wei's.

A little unexpected to Fu Nianjun, she thought it would be a particularly seductive vixen, but she felt that there was such a bit of meaning here, Fu Kun really couldn't take a fancy to those shallow women, this Wei looked at it a little taste.

Wei Shi seemed to feel the gaze behind him, and slowly turned his head, only to see a little lady sitting in the middle of the light and half in the dark, rubbing her ankles by a girl, and her face was vaguely indistinct.

The woman beside her followed her gaze and frowned, "Do you recognize someone?"

Wei shook his head, turned his head back and continued to talk to her.

The sound of footsteps came, Da Niu held a sugar gourd in his hand, and walked to Fu Nianjun's side stupidly, and everyone saw that it was a rough servant, and they didn't pay attention.

"Lady, for you, you said you had been thinking about it for a long time. ”

The big cow handed over the sugar gourd.

Fu Nianjun nodded and took it, and heard Da Niu's lowered voice reply: "Aunt Chen beside the second lady really has good eyesight, and the lady surnamed Lian is the wife of the defense envoy in front of the palace, the Marquis of Wulie, and the lady of Wu Guo." ”

The Lu family sent an extremely capable aunt to Fu Nianjun, and Fu Nianjun was afraid that such a situation would occur, so Aunt Chen had been waiting here for a long time.

Mrs. Wu Lien ......

Fu Nianjun was shocked: "It's the descendant of Lian who met again......"

Of course, Da Niu didn't know this, and he couldn't explain Fu Nianjun's doubts, he scratched his head, Fangzhu gave him a look, and he rubbed his hands and went downstairs, looking just a servant who sent sugar gourds to his wife.

Fu Nianjun drank tea and thought carefully.

Lian Chongyu this person, is an outstanding minister at the end of the Fujian Kingdom, take a country's military power, brave and good at fighting, and later the country was broken, died at the hands of the rebels, but even the family is heroic, brave and powerful, and so they surrendered to the Song Dynasty, even Chongyu was also posthumously named the Hou by Emperor Taizong, to this day, in Quanzhou, Fujian, Tingzhou, Lianjia still enjoys a prestigious name.

Calculating the age, this Mrs. Lian should be Lian Chongyu's granddaughter.

Speaking of her husband Wulie Hou Lu Xuan, he is a very famous figure.

Lu Xuan's surname is not Lu, he is the prince of the Chai clan of the Later Zhou Dynasty, after the destruction of Zhou, he was adopted as an adopted son by the minister Lu Yan at a young age to avoid vendetta and killing, and the Taizu got the country, accepted Lu Yan's "Tang Yu accepts the immortal Zhu Jun", lenient and forgave the noble clan of the previous dynasty, Lu Xuan left his life, and became a Song minister from then on.