Zheng Rong's face was calm, and Zhao Tian was relieved, and praised in his heart, the owner is really a man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Who knows where Zhengrong is really calm, there are already 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in her heart. Originally, in modern times, when she saw a little couple playing and kissing on the street, she would be shy and couldn't bear to look directly, and she had never seen the fragrant scenery of this hall, and she couldn't wait to poke her eyes.

The boy who stood behind her was even more shy and simple than Zhengrong, and he would blush when he saw a strange girl on weekdays, and when he saw this beautiful scene, he blushed to his neck.

Looking at the two of them like this, Zhengrong miraculously calmed down......

Outside the window of this private room is Nanguanzheng Street, and the soldiers who have returned in triumph will pass by here in a moment.

Zheng Rong looked at the pink gauze tent in the room surrounded by the bed, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, retracted his gaze and sat down at the round table by the window.

The ears of the good ones were still a little red, but when he saw his young master sitting down, he hurriedly added him a cup of tea.

Zheng Rong glanced slightly, thinking of the scene downstairs, his expression was slightly unnatural, but he never reached out to touch the cup again.

Dexing is a little annoyed, the young master must be disgusted, he should bring a teapot and a teacup from home......

"Sit down, too, for they have only entered the city at the hour, and there is still more than half an hour before the hour!"

When Zhao Tian heard this, he sat down.

De Shen and De Xing watched Steward Zhao sit down, glanced at each other and sat down.

The sun is rising, the capital is already full of people, the streets are full of people, the teahouses and restaurants on both sides of the street are already full, and some of the best people are sitting on the roof of the store, just to see the demeanor of the king of Chu.

Song Zizhou, the king of Chu, held the post of general of Huaili, and set out to fight in southern Xinjiang at the age of ten, and the news of victory came in successive years. In everyone's minds, he is better than General Cong.

Even some families are pondering, the King of Chu is now fourteen years old, and the emperor should be about to get married, and I don't know if his daughters of the right age have a play? Now in this battle for the throne, discerning people know at a glance that Song Zizhou has great competitiveness, if they can marry him...... Well, I want to ask my mother in the palace to blow the pillow wind to the emperor......

They waited together for half an hour, until the sound of trumpets sounded outside the city gates, followed by the sound of gongs and drums.

Zheng Rong hurriedly got up, came to the window and stood still, and in the distance, Song Zizhou was riding on a tall horse, walking along the street.

The long ink-colored hair was tied up high, the armor was extraordinary, and the morning light was faint, just behind him, and he was like a god descending from the sky. The aura of the iron-blooded man exuded from his body, not only Zheng Rong's eyes were red, but all the ladies around him who came to greet him were captured.

Zheng Rong was looking carefully, and the people below seemed to have a premonition, and looked up at the window of the Red Art Gallery, and happened to meet Zheng Rong.

Zheng Rong suddenly made a big red face, how could this person have such good eyesight, he was hiding here, and he would be discovered.

This is probably the first time that the two have met naturally without space to cheat.

Song Zizhou looked up just in time to see Zhengrong peeking out of the window, over the years, although the two have not seen each other every day, they are almost the same. It was Song Zizhou who easily recognized her just by seeing those apricot eyes.

The corners of her mouth hooked, her eyes softened, and the girl knew that she was coming to greet him.

But after only a second of happiness, he saw the three big characters of the Red Art Gallery on the plaque.

Although he was still ten years old when he left Beijing, this does not mean that he does not know the famous Red Painting Museum in Beijing.

That's a well-known gentle township in Beijing, does this child still have a little consciousness of being a girl's family, she doesn't think that a woman who has been dressed as a man for a long time is really a man! Even a man, he's only ten years old now, who would allow him to go to that kind of place!? He didn't know why he was so angry, but looking at Zheng Rong in the Qinglou, he was already angry.

However, Song Zizhou took into account Emperor Jingxiao, and did not dare to act rashly, so he could only glance at Zheng Rong fiercely, and then rode his horse and followed the large army towards the direction of the palace.

Zheng Rong was looked at by Song Zizhou for a while, just like her husband who was visiting the kiln was caught and raped in bed by his daughter-in-law.

watched Song Zizhou's back walk away, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Then I felt that something was wrong, what was going on? He's not her, she's just visiting the kiln, what's the matter?!

straightened his back, and said to Zhao Tian and the others, "Let's go!" ”

Zhao Tian glanced at Zheng Rong in surprise, the 100,000 army had just passed less than a tenth, so he didn't look at it?

It was like sitting on pins and needles here, but I finally breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Zhengrong's instructions.

Zheng Rong was the first to go out, looking at the fun-seekers in the hall, and then thinking of Song Zizhou's handful just now, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Don't tell anyone about our visit to the Red Art Gallery today, otherwise, we will come from where we come tomorrow and go back!" Zheng Rong threatened the three people who followed behind him.

This is the first time Zheng Rong has said such heavy words, and the three of them nodded solemnly.

Zhao Tian thought that Zhengrong was afraid of going back and being punished by Li Dai before he had this order, and he had to say that he had already guessed half of the truth.

If you are cautious and do it, you won't say it, they are no better than those young masters, now they have reached the age of saying kiss, if they still have the bad habit of visiting the Qinglou, which maid sister is willing to marry them!

Zheng Rong looked at these three serious looks, and then he was satisfied with the Red Painting Gallery......

Li Dai is just a petty official from the sixth grade, and he is even more inconspicuous in the capital, a place where important ministers gather.

The civil and military officials are by no means as simple as only a hundred, or even a hundred civil and military officials.

In such a dark and oppressive place, Li Dai even thought that if he went to the restaurant with Zhengrong, the emperor would definitely not find out where to suffer this crime here.

There is still a long way from Yong'an Gate to the palace, and when they came, the ministers came in their own sedan chairs, but at this time they had to walk back by themselves.

Since Li Dai's official rank can only be regarded as the last of the hundred civil and military officials, he can only follow the last of the ministers.

But at this time, he was extremely glad that his own rank was low and he was at the back of the line, otherwise he would really be deceived by Zhengrong.

He took a deep breath, barely suppressed the burning flames in his chest, glared at the back of Zheng Rong who was far away, and then strode to keep up with the large army.

Song Ziming looked at Song Zizhou, who was one step behind his father in front of him, and clenched his fist fiercely, like a cold light flashing in the emperor's eyes. The father is really eccentric, let Song Zizhou go to southern Xinjiang and sent two generals to accompany him, how can a group of rabble in southern Xinjiang resist the general Zhennan who has led the army for more than 50 years? ! He didn't believe that Song Zizhou really had the ability to dispatch troops, southern Xinjiang is thousands of miles away from here, who knows if the news is true or false? ! All this glory should have been mine! Why does he, Song Zizhou, enjoy the attention of all the people!