"Dragon City ......" Zhan Qingyun frowned slightly, and shouted softly out of the window.

Before the voice fell, Zhan Qingyun's gaze rested on the closed wooden door of the elegant room. He knew that she was outside the door at this time, his ears moved, and the slightest whimper sounded in his ears, and Zhan Qingyun's eyes darkened. He knew her heart, but he also knew that he couldn't give her anything, not even a simple promise!

Alas...... Sighing lightly, he thought that she and he were both smart people, but why couldn't she see it? "Ask what is the love in the world, only let people promise life and death" smiled, he thought that the person who wrote this poem must be a lover!

The window was gently pushed open a gap, and a man with a black scarf and a masked face flashed in, respectfully hugging his fists at Zhan Qingyun, and then bowed his head and stood silent.

"Dragon City, have you ever had someone you like? It's good to ...... the person you like" The eyes were slightly closed, the thin lips parted, and a string of cold characters leaked out.

Stunned for a moment, the masked guard called Long Cheng was silent for a while, hugged his fists and said, "Long Cheng has no favorite person, but Long Cheng can see that the woman's heart just now is very painful!" ”

His own prince is very talented, his appearance is also the best choice, and he treats people as gentle as jade, but I don't know why he has always been unable to understand the love between men and women? Thinking about it, the other two princes already have heirs, but their own prince has not even received a concubine. Why is that? Or are you afraid of something?

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a meticulous lover?" Raising his eyebrows, Zhan Qingyun smiled at his henchman.

"Maybe what she asks for is not to enter the house...... Long Cheng's head hung lower, as if he was holding grievances for Dong Ruyan.

"Hmm......" is just a soft snort, no one can read whether Zhan Qingyun understands or not. You go to Zhuangzi in Nanzhuang outside the city to call Feng Ma over. Let her lord this 'smoke cloud building' be like smoke...... Alas, let her go! Zhan Qingyun took out a piece of paper in his arms, and it was not difficult to tell from the imprint of vermilion lacquer on it that it was a document from the government.

"This is her 'prostitute', which means that she is already an innocent girl from now on, find a good family to marry, official? Business? In fact, they are not as real as the peasants, Long Cheng told her for me! Zhan Qingyun raised his hand slightly, handed the document to Long Cheng, and said with a light smile on his face.

Long Cheng took the document and hesitated. hugged his fists: "Do you want to think about it again?" I don't think she'......"

"Do you want me to take her as a concubine? Dragon City. Don't you think your words are a bit much today? Can't see it? Frowning, Zhan Qingyun raised his eyes to look at Long Cheng, who was a little abnormal today, and scolded with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"The master misunderstood, the slave just thinks that it is time to add Ding to the house!" Long Cheng fell to his knees and explained.

Tim Ding? Zhan Qingyun smiled. He shook his head noncommittally. What can he give birth to a child? Except for the precarious days. I am in danger of piercing the throat with a sword at any time. He didn't think he could give himself anything in the future.

Qipan Street, an old courtyard.

The house covers an area of not small, and there is a pair of couplets hanging next to the door with some mottled vermilion lacquer. "Wen Rou has bones and sees the world. The pen is hard and reprimanded, and Fang Xuan points to the country. The horizontal criticism of "Confucianism and Taoism" is very loud, showing that the owner of this courtyard is at least "a generation of Confucianism".

At this time, three or two servants were busy sweeping on the stone steps in front of the door, and from time to time a few maids brought out a few basins of water and splashed along the street in front of the door, covering the dust accumulated on the streets of the capital that had not rained in January. From time to time, a few small sedan chairs came and went, leaving behind a beautifully dressed person and flying away.

"Ye Shangshu, please inside, my son-in-law is bathing, and he will look at Haihan after waiting slowly......" Next to the wide open middle door, a man who looked like a housekeeper made a salute and welcomed the future in.

"Be polite, Your Majesty's visit should be prepared solemnly...... Ye Shangshu stroked the long hair under his chin, snorted, and followed the housekeeper to the side hall for tea.

"Hehe, as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Lord Ye's nose is a real spirit, there is a saying about it, yes, it is called the dog's tail Shangshu [upright], this is reasonable, at least the nose is comparable...... A middle-aged man wearing a moon-white sword sleeve glanced at Ye Shangshu, who had crossed the threshold with one foot, and said sarcastically and unabashedly.

raised his eyebrows: "It's a puppet who can only dance with a knife and a stick, hmph, the original words of this sentence should be 'The dog's tail is upright, the wolf's tail is drooping, and the waiter [is the wolf] is a dog, is it my Chengshilang......"

This soldier is a godsend, and he has a close friendship with the "King of the South", and he has always been unpopular. In addition, the "King of the South" is inclined to the second prince, and although he did not choose a side, he can be the enlightened mentor of the eldest prince, and he has also been rejected and suppressed by the second prince's faction. At my age, I really don't want to get involved in this bad thing about the government.

Alas...... It's also time to say goodbye to the old man and return to his hometown to enjoy a few days of leisure with his grandson. Since there is no intention of going to court, why should I put up with this thing that is inferior to pigs and dogs?

"Hmph, you're tall? Qing Gao came to lick the fart of this 'first son', and the literati are really soft guys without bones......" Da Ma Jindao's legs were slightly apart, slanting at Ye Shangshu, and continued to sneer.

"Wen Gongzi's teacher once called me, although I am a little older, but a few years ago, I treated the 'Xuanjizi' predecessors with courtesy, Wen Gongzi is considered a fellow junior brother, Your Majesty came to such a major event, it is right to be a senior brother to allocate one or two, right? Cheng Shilang, what about you? It won't be that the ears and eyes are pierced before the sedan chair, and there are benefits to hug Buddha's feet, right? Raising his eyebrows on Cheng Shilang's side, Ye Shangshu sneered at each other.

"I was invited by General Beiyan Liuyun to cheer on me, hehe...... Senior brother? I'm not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue, how can the predecessors of the 'Xuanjizi' recognize you as an old-fashioned vulgar thing? ”

A few years ago, when Cheng Shilang was serving as Sima of Youzhou, he was included in a copy by Ye Shangshu, who was the middle of the imperial history, so whether it was public or private, he just didn't see him as "eye-to-eye", and he didn't do much about raising the bar, stumbling down, and bickering. Today, he didn't want to let him go......

As soon as he pushed the door, a middle-aged man wearing a second-grade civil official uniform walked in, smiled, took Ye Shangshu's hand, brought Ye Shangshu, who was so angry that his old face was flushed, to a corner of the room, took the tea offered by his subordinates, handed it to Ye Shangshu, and said in a low voice: "Boss, why do you want to be like a puppet?" Isn't that self-defeating? Hehe, I think he's jealous of the old man's master to ...... Zhongxing" (to be continued......)