At this time, the guards on both sides of the Donghua Gate bowed their heads to the green oilcloth carriage that drove out of the door. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The green cloth carriage did not pause at all, and the sound of horses' hooves mixed with the sound of the axles rolled all the way towards Nanfang.

The sound of horses' hooves finally stopped in front of a small house in Nanfang.

The ink-colored curtain was lifted, the pale palm was on the coachman's hand, the long-sleeved man in the green robe stepped out of the carriage, his feet fell to the ground, the man in the green robe stared at the door number of the house, and the dragon flew and the phoenix danced with two big characters "Yanfu". The green-robed man lost his mind for a while.

"Master." The coachman Jiang Zhe reminded softly.

Yan Su raised a smile, "Jiang Zhe, our efforts have not been in vain. ”

Only Jiang Zhe knows how proud and joyful her smile is, and the person who has followed her since childhood has finally safeguarded her life.

"Yes."

Even if she moved in March, it didn't ruin her joy in the slightest.

She took her guards and stepped into her home, yes, she finally had a home, even if it was not big, but it was better than the winding paths, which were clean and pleasant. Even if her family has only four family members.

The front yard has a cloister on all sides, and in the middle is an open-air pond with many flowers and plants and water bamboos planted on the pond, which opens in the middle of the pond in all directions. After that, there is a shadow wall, and after walking through the spacious outer hall, there is a stack of four-walled outer rooms, and Yan Su chose two, one for the living room and the other for the study. When she first moved in, she didn't consider the problem of slaves, and she had very little money, plus Guosuo and Lijia, the two of them didn't know how to run the house, and sometimes they forgot to cook, and when they wanted to drink tea, they couldn't even find a pot of hot water. Yan Su needed a housekeeper, so he sent a letter to his grandfather's house.

Yan Su was talking to Jiang Zhe about trivial matters, and when he walked to the flower garden, suddenly from the other side of the white tile high wall on the left, there was a sound of fighting, and the sound was not light, it was definitely a fight with guns and sticks. She was stunned, the house arranged for her by the Son of Heaven was extremely good, but there was one thing that was not good, that is, her neighbor was actually Cui Yunhu.

When she first checked in, she found that Cui Yunhu stepped down from under his Liuling carriage and walked into the house next door, and the indifferent Lord Cui also found that Yan Su, who was less than twenty meters away from him, his face changed on the spot, and he was white for a while, distorted his expression, snorted coldly, and walked into Cui's mansion.

It stands to reason that the Cui family is taking Wenchen all the way, how can there be the sound of fighting? Yan Su looked west, it wasn't the Cui family, it was another neighbor? Since she moved in, the adjacent mansion has been unoccupied, and it looks like this, is someone occupied?

In the process of thinking, Guo Suo hurried over and saluted, "Master, the Cai family has a letter." ”

In the Ye dignitaries, if one mansion visits the other party's mansion, the housekeeper needs to send a letter of visit to the visited mansion to show sincerity, and then the owner of the house decides whether to open the door or the side door to welcome the visitor.

When Yan Su heard the Cai family, he was stunned.

She is just a small five-grade official, powerless and powerless, although she has the weight of the Son of Heaven, she has no background, and she is a thorn in the eye of the Cui family, the Su family and other literary and noble people, and she can't wait to pull it out, and she is a barbaric Tartar hated by the people of the Central Plains.

Xininghou, the founder of the country, how could he want to visit her?

Yan Su fell into deep thought.

Today's court situation can be described as unpredictable, Xining Hou and Wei Guogong have just entered Beijing, what waves will be generated, I can't say, Xining Hou brought his son and daughter into the capital, according to the meaning of the Son of Heaven, he wants to stay as a proton, and the same is true for Wei Guogong, so let Chen Jiajiulang and Chen Yong enter Beijing majestically together, it is the same.

Thinking of Xining Hou standing majestically in the imperial court, he was really heroic, and he didn't expect that the dignified Xining Hou was a young man in his thirties, with elegant demeanor in his gestures, and his eyes were clear and translucent, no wonder the world called Cai An's Confucian general.

Thinking about it like this, Yan Sule grinned, "Since Xining Hou is willing to befriend me, why bother to behave?" Open your doors tomorrow. "If you guess correctly, Cai An is here for the son Cai You and daughter Cai Lou, and he does not hesitate to sell me a great favor.

You must know that once Xining Hou visits the door, some middle-level officials will also hand over a letter of nomination, even if it is a temptation, and at the same time will hand over the corresponding gift money, you know, the current Yansu is very short of money, and she does not want to refuse this kindness.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Guo Suo hesitating there, Yan Su asked softly.

Guo Suo pursed his lips and said softly, "Master, King Xian just met with the crown prince, and the spies came to report, and the two got along very well, as if they had reached a deal. ”

The fire of joy was like being extinguished by a basin of cold water, and Yan Su trembled fiercely, she couldn't maintain her happy expression in an instant, she was pale and stiff, and turned away, quite a bit of a deserted escape.

"Why bother?" Jiang Zhe sighed softly.

Guo Suo's eyes were filled with bitterness, how could she ever see a master whose eyes were above the top, confident and arrogant, facing King Xian, she didn't even have the courage to face it. Affectionate, bitter?

That night, not only Yan Su couldn't sleep, but the entire Yan Mansion couldn't sleep, and even affected the sleep of the people in the two mansions next door.

Yan Su was quite intolerable, so he took Jiang Zhe and personally went to the neighbor's door, theorizing that he would not let people sleep at night.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I arrived in front of the neighbor's mansion, I saw the four big characters of Xining Houfu hanging in the air.

The footsteps stopped abruptly, and the words frowned distortedly.

This Cai family is his neighbor? How did she not know?

Before I could think about it clearly, I saw that the front door of Xining Houfu was wide open, and many dignitaries and nobles gathered together in the Nanfang area, drinking something, while retreating backwards, until they retreated to the threshold of the gate, a few people accidentally tripped over the railing, and several people fell backwards on top of each other, revealing a delicate young man wearing a dark red sword sleeve, and the eleven or twelve-year-old boy was full of anger between his eyebrows, holding a stick in his hand, standing at the door of Xining Houfu.

Because several middle-aged people with dignitaries fell backwards together, Yan Su stood close to each other, and before she could react to the situation, she could only watch these people fall towards her in a daze.

Jiang Zhe frowned, his strong right arm picked up the gentle words, flipped to the side, and instantly avoided this crisis.

When the delicate young man in red saw Jiang Zhe revealing his hand, his eyes instantly lit up, he held the stick with both hands and struck at Jiang Zhe, "Drink, what a guard, eat a stick!" ”

Yan Su didn't take a breath, and saw the young man holding a stick towards them, fortunately, she was on the grassland, and she had been trained in martial arts by her grandfather for a year or two, so she immediately dodged to the side, dodging the young man's instantaneous attack. To say, Jiang Zhe's martial arts are ten times better than his own.

The boy's attack was very ruthless, the first stick hit the top of Jiang Zhe's head, Jiang Zhe was not a fuel-efficient lamp, he caught the attack from the sky with one hand, with softness to rigidity, holding the teenager's huge forward force, his body turned to the side, let go of the frightened boy, and then slapped heavily on the back of the boy, and the boy slammed into the snow-white wall in an instant.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhe's wrist was controlled and stopped, otherwise the young man's head would have blossomed and his head would have bled out.

Yan Su stood to the side, quietly watching this scene.

"Good!" The young man was greatly surprised, turned around with bared teeth, opened his eyes and glanced up and down at Jiang Zhe who was standing indifferently, and laughed, "Okay, good, you are better than my martial arts!" I've decided, I'm going to ...... I want to worship you as a teacher! The young man's face turned red, as if he wanted to find some treasure, he circled around Jiang Zhe, "Teach me to practice martial arts!" ”

"You'er, don't mess around!"

It was clear and warm with a warm voice.

Yan Su looked lightly at Xining Hou, who came with the housekeeper escort, Cai An, the indigo robe was simple and restrained, but his eyes were as translucent as a clear spring that could see through everyone's hearts.

The prince Cai You pursed his mouth and returned to his uncle unwillingly, his eyes sparkled and peeked at Jiang Zhe who was standing behind Yan Su, and made a mouth shape I will go back to you.

Xining Hou first politely apologized to the dignitaries and nobles who were beaten out of the door by the prince, saying that the child was rude and had not been taught well, please understand. If you go to the capital first, you can't offend a group of people.

When those people saw Corporal Hou Lixian of Xining who had returned victorious, how could they dare to say anything, they only said that they hoped that Hou Ye would teach the children well, and they left one after another.

Cai An looked at the words of this negotiac dictatorship who was much discussed by the government and the opposition, and saw her smile lightly, bowing to herself, without flattery, not to mention the depression and loftiness of the literati, and more to be as quiet and steady and self-contained as warm water. Cai An couldn't help but secretly say, I'm afraid this Yan Su is not so simple, not like a lowly woman who serves in Israel, not to mention how smart the Son of Heaven is, to put it mildly, there are many beautiful women in the world like a cow's hair, and Yan Su's weak appearance can only be said to be beautiful, and even the beauty of the word can't be reached. The Son of Heaven has read all the women in the world, how can he be attracted by the small words? That is to say, this person has real talent and real learning, so that he can be favored by the saint.

Cai An nodded, it seems that the letter of petition, for now, is right.