Yurong followed Rong Yuan to push the door into the room with the book "Tea House Tianzi Room", the whole room was antique, spacious and bright. The rockery on the screen is lifelike, the sunlight is projected on the ground from the gap of the carved wooden window just like a group of butterflies, take a closer look, the floor is actually a piece of green paint painted on a piece of grass, Yurong paced to the front of the screen, this step by step is a landscape, spring, summer, autumn and winter alternately change, Yurong can't help but sigh and admire: "No wonder it's called the Tianzi room, this design really has a bit of a heavenly feeling." ”

Rong Yuan nodded: "Thank you for your husband's praise for Rong'er." ”

"You designed it?" Although he knew Rong Yuan's ability to go to heaven and earth, Yurong was still a little surprised.

Rong Yuan's eyes glanced at him, like a glimpse of a frightening sky, and he smiled and didn't speak.

Yurong knew in her heart, no wonder this person brought her to the teahouse, looking at his familiar appearance, he knew that this was Rong Yuan's teahouse, Xin Li quickly brought breakfast up, glanced at Yurong and whispered beside Rong Yuan: "Zuo Xiang is in room No. 5 on the second floor, it seems that he has made an appointment." ”

Rong Yuan nodded to indicate that he knew, and Xin Li closed the door and went out. Yurong pinched the Su's peach blossom dessert that she had taken a bite of, twisted her eyebrows and said, "What's wrong with Zuo Xiang?" She still vaguely remembers that Zhang Zongzhi, the left minister, is a very interesting old man.

"Recently, the left prime minister has begun to win the hearts of the people in the DPRK and China, and he is gradually in a state of regaining power." Rong Yuan tilted his head and said calmly at Yurong.

Yurong sat down on the other side of the coffee table and handed the snack he was holding in his hand to Rong Yuan: "Zuo Xiang and Tu Weiguo have a holiday?" Without waiting for Rong Yuan to answer, Yurong shook his head again: "Definitely not, when Tu Weiguo was born, Zuo Xiang was already old." Could it be that the left minister also saw Tu Weiguo's changes? ”

Rong Yuan took Yurong's hand away: "I don't like to eat sweets." You continue. ”

Yurong glanced at him and blinked, "Aren't you hungry?" ”

Rong Yuan looked at the big fluttering eyes, and said reluctantly, "Hungry." ”

Yurong pinched the dessert and handed it to his mouth: "Ah, open your mouth." Rong Yuan was helpless, so he had to take a bite and lick Yurong's warm fingertips.

Yurong didn't care: "As an old fox who has been in the court for many years, Zuo Xiang must have seen Tu Weiguo's two hearts, so he is going to clear the king's side?" "After all, as a veteran of the two dynasties, Zuo also has a deep affection for Nanchu.

Rong Yuan picked up the tea and took a sip: "Yes, not all." ”

Listening to Rong Yuan's words in the clouds, Yurong understood seven or eight points, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Rong Yuan, I always feel that one day we will stand on the side of Tu Weiguo." ”

Rong Yuan sighed in his heart, this stupid girl has such an accurate intuition, she is afraid that she will have to face more in the future. Rong Yuan got up and took Yurong into his arms: "The soldiers are coming, the water is coming to cover the earth, with me, don't worry." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yurong couldn't help but remember that there was still poison in his body that had not been resolved, and he was suffering more and more from gains and losses, and said in a muffled voice: "You still refuse to be honest with me, and now you are still standing alone in front." What's going on with the poison in your body? ”

Rong Yuan shook his head, a little cold sweat oozed densely on his forehead, Yurong saw that he tried his best to restrain the pain in his heart, raised his hand and wiped his forehead with a handkerchief: "Rong Yuan, don't think about it, I won't ask, I won't ask." Feeling Yurong's trembling, Rong Yuan's strength in holding her tightened a little: "Rong'er, do you believe me?" ”

Yurong nodded: "I believe in you." ”

Rong Yuan's heart was relieved: "One day I will tell you, but this process is too painful, I ・・・・・・"

Yurong saw his reaction just now, how could he not know that this was definitely not a good memory, and hurriedly covered his mouth: "Since I believe in you, I won't ask you again, I don't want you to be in pain, Rong Yuan." Rong Yuan is amazingly talented, the people who can poison him must be people he trusts, betrayed by his cronies, can he feel good? This person must be very important to him, and I don't know if it's a man or a woman・・・・・・

Yurong shook his head, sighing what he was thinking about, looking at Rong Yuan with a dark face, Yurong smiled: "Rong Nanshen, if you don't tell me this, you have to compensate me." ”

Rong Yuan saw her smiling coquettishly, and knew that she was deliberately diverting the topic, and his heart warmed, and he spit out one word: "Okay." ”

Yurong put her arms around his neck and tiptoed to kiss Rong Yuan's face: "Well, I know that Rong Nanshen is the best." Didn't Xin Li just say that Zuo Xiang was downstairs? Let's go take a sneak peek! ”

Rong Yuan already had this intention, and now that Yurong brought it up, he knew that with Yurong's intelligence, he must have guessed that he was going over, so jokingly proposed it to divert his attention, Rong Yuan slowly closed his eyes, held Yurong's hand and led her to the back of the screen, he really picked up a treasure in his life.

There is a delicately designed secret passage behind the screen, and Yurong secretly admires Rong Yuan's high IQ, and he looks at the light wind and moon treacherously, in fact, he can calculate better than anyone else. I have long heard Qinglan say that the largest teahouse in Beijing charges a high fee, but because of the elegant environment and a high degree of confidentiality, it has become a place for many dignitaries to tacitly discuss important matters, at that time Yurong was still curious about who the boss was, and specially slipped out to drink tea, and asked Xiao Er at that time, Xiao Er pointed to a middle-aged man who was not good-looking and amiable and was making calculations.

Sitting down in a dark room, Rong Yuan calmly opened the dark window marked with the words "No. 5 on the second floor". Yurong saw that Zhang Zongzhi, the left minister, was really drinking tea on the tea couch with a little restlessness.

"It seems that the people on the left have not yet come." Yurong said a nonsense, glanced at Rong Yuan, who was sitting down, Yurong looked around, and sure enough, every room has a dark window designed with peeping, Yurong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Rong Yuan, is this your teahouse?" ”

"What? Rong'er doesn't have to worry about eating, I also have an embroidery village and a gambling house under my name. It's all run by Orange Shadow, and he's mainly responsible for the intelligence network of King Rong's Mansion. Rong Yuan smiled and squeezed Yurong's hand in his palm.

Is this product showing off its wealth? Yurong listened to Rong Yuan's words, first felt indignant, and then smiled, the teahouse, embroidery village and gambling house, these three places almost include all kinds of occupations and all kinds of black and white news, Rong Yuan's intelligence network is really not covered. I don't know what the expressions on the faces of those who paid a high price and let people eavesdrop on the secrets would have if they knew about it!

Thinking like this, looking at Rong Yuan's expression, he sighed a little more: insidious, insidious, cunning, cunning...

Rong Yuan saw Yurong's little eyes and knew that she didn't think of anything good, gently knocked on Yurong's head, looked at Yurong with a smile, Yurong blushed, and looked at the apricot eyes on the opposite side wide: "Painter Xie?" ”

Rong Yuan listened to Yurong's exclamation, glanced at the scene outside the dark window, and sure enough, it was the painter he had met in the noodle shop before.

Zuo Xiang was excited when he saw him, and the two of them said a few words and let Xiao Er serve wine, and the two of them got drunk after a while, and they knew that they were chanting poetry by looking at the lip shape.

Yurong twisted his eyebrows and thought about it carefully, it seems that Painter Xie and Zuo Xiang have a very good personal relationship, but didn't Ling Zhi, the commander of Yulinwei, say that Painter Xie was recommended by Tu Weiguo to the emperor? What the hell is going on with this Xie painter... Rong Yuan saw her little face wrinkled, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

Yurong put out the doubts in his heart, Rong Yuan knocked on the table with a "tuk", and smiled softly: "There are more and more people involved, and things are really not that simple." Rong Yuan glanced lightly at the two people in the room who were still playing drunk, and pinched Yurong's face: "Let's go." ”

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