In the imperial study, Ming Hai appeared again, kneeling down on one knee, "Your Majesty, Lord Zhao went to the Li Mansion." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Li Mansion? Which Lee House? The pen in Emperor Jingxiao's hand paused, and he asked casually.

"The new champion Li Dai is in the house."

Emperor Jing Xiao weighed it in his heart, and it seemed that Zhao Yan was really taking the route of a pure minister. He was originally worried that Zhao Yan was privately involved with his good sons, but Pai Minghai had been watching him for a few months, and he didn't see him interact with anyone, so he didn't go to the Li Mansion until this afternoon. That Li Dai is just a fifteen-year-old young man, he is innocent, and there is no second person in the family who has an official body except him, what kind of waves can he make, it seems that Zhao Yushi was really used as a gun at the beginning.

"Evacuate everyone!"

commanded, and then pinched the pen to correct the folds.

Ming Hai replied and retreated.

The candle flame on the side flickered and dimmed, Zhou Ningfu frowned, the light was too dim, and after lighting two more lights, the imperial study was brightened.

Emperor Jing Xiao was really wrong this time, Zhao Yan was not close to any faction, but because the people worthy of his closeness had not returned to Beijing.

This person is also really cautious, and Song Zizhou's flying pigeon biography is passed on to other places, and then brought in by the people who buy vegetables. Therefore, the unicorn guard has been guarding for a month, and the expanded Li Mansion has not even entered a bird.

In the twenty-first year of Jingli, on the fifth day of the fifth month of May, which lasted three months, Song Zizhou trekked through mountains and rivers to lead the army to the outside of the capital, stationed a hundred miles away, and waited for the edict summoned by Emperor Jingxiao.

Above the court, Emperor Jing Xiao heard that his fourth son had arrived outside the capital, and he was immediately in a good mood.

His sons are staring at his throne, and there is no one who makes people worry, only this one, he hasn't taken care of it since he was a child, and he hasn't even raised it crookedly.

can also fight for him and quell the rebellion in southern Xinjiang. In the compliments of the ministers, the tiger father and the dog, Emperor Jingxiao was very satisfied, and ordered the civil and military officials to go outside the city gate to greet the triumphant general of Huaili.

I didn't remember that I was disgusted with the fourth child's power at the beginning, so I sent him to southern Xinjiang.

Although Li Dai has a low rank, he is also one of the hundred civil and military officials, so he naturally has to go to the city gate to greet him. And if Zhengrong wants to see it, he can only go to the restaurant along the street to locate it.

Zheng Rong also wants to see Song Zizhou's heroic return with his own eyes, this mood is like a good friend of his who has won a certain award, although it has nothing to do with him, but he still wants to witness the award ceremony with honor.

Zhao Tian got the order and booked a private room on the second floor of the Red Painting Gallery early.

Red Art Gallery? It can't be what she thinks, right?! The names of the restaurants in these years are auspicious, such as what Ruyi Building, Fugui Building, and to obtain such a poetic and picturesque place, there is only one place......

Zhengrong has never even had a boyfriend in her two lives combined, this guy is good, take her to the Qinglou directly!

There was a hint of discomfort on Zhengrong's face, but there was a faint excitement in his heart, but it was just to see and see, it shouldn't be in the way......

Early in the morning of the second day, Zheng Rong dressed neatly and went to the Red Painting Gallery with De Shen and De Xing, because of Bauhinia's current status to be married, Zheng Rong didn't dare to blatantly take her to the kiln, and Li Dai knew that he had to pull out his two layers of skin? Li Dai only knew that she was also going to welcome the return of the army, but he didn't expect him to be bold enough to charter a room in the Qinglou.

Fortunately, Li Dai didn't know, otherwise, she should have embroidered in the house with Zijing at this time......

Li Daimao went out when he was out, wearing court clothes and lining up with officials on both sides of the city gate.

Zheng Rong couldn't help sighing, this official is not as happy as a common person for her, at least she can choose a place with a good vision and drink some wine by the way.

Accompanied by Zhao Tian, Zheng Rong came to the legendary Red Painting Museum with a curious heart.

As soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of fat powder rushed to his face, Zhengrong wrinkled his nose, and finally couldn't help sneezing, "Ahh ”

The whole hall looked here, Zheng Rong rubbed his nose in embarrassment, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart, oh my god, this smell is too heavy!

When the mother of the Red Art Gallery saw that these people were dignified, and even the little ones were dressed extraordinarily, she knew that a big fish was coming. After glancing at Zhengrong, who had not yet opened, I thought about which brother brought his younger brother to see the world.

After a few words of careful advice to the girl next to him, he raised the handkerchief in his hand, and walked towards Zhengrong and his party step by step, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the first time to come~ I am the master here, called the matchmaker~~ Why don't I recommend a few girls to you?" ”

Among the group, only Zhao Tian is the eldest, although Zhengrong is extraordinary, but in the end he suffered a young loss, the matchmaker only glanced at him, but he was a hairy boy who didn't have any hair, and directly ignored him.

Zhao Tian has no father or mother, and the money he has earned over the years has contributed a lot to this kiln, but because of his presence, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in the end.

"I booked a room here with you earlier, the Lotus Fragrance Pavilion on the second floor." With that, he threw the sign in his hand.

Mother Hong caught it, picked up a pair of charming phoenix eyes and looked at it, and then remembered that a little girl booked a room here yesterday.

It turned out that she was here to watch the scenery again, knowing that they didn't want girls, and Mama Hong's enthusiasm dropped suddenly.

These girls are her real cash cow, if it is just a few plates of food and wine, then it can cost a few dollars, no wonder they come to visit the kiln and bring their children.

Mother Red is very dissatisfied, their Red Art Gallery has a terrain advantage, and the team that will enter Beijing tomorrow happens to pass by them downstairs, and the view can't be better. But the problem is that the news of her matchmaker is closed, and when she knew that the emperor was going to lead hundreds of civil and military officials to the city gate to greet the king of Chu in person, most of their private rooms on the second floor had been booked. But she can't go back on it, how can she do this kind of thing that offends people.

Annoyedly beckoned, "Gui Nu, take these people to the Lotus Fragrance Pavilion on the second floor." ”

A man with sharp ears and monkey cheeks approached and greeted with a sharp voice, "Masters, please come with me." ”

Zhengrong glanced at each other, and then the group followed him up to the second floor, the corridor on the second floor was surrounded by a carved wooden fence, standing on the top, the situation of the entire hall was unobstructed. The matchmaker who was talking to them just now was repeatedly in the arms of a short dumpty man about forty years old, and threw a wink at a man wearing a melon skin hat opposite.

Zheng Rong is trembling, this old bustard's painting style is a little wrong.

Zhao Tian felt that they were all men, what mattered, even if the owner was young, but this matter of men and women would have to be experienced sooner or later. What's more, this is indeed the best place to watch the triumphant return of the army.