The twilight is gradually soaking, the remnant sun is slanting to the west, and the western half of the sky is like blood.

Xiao Enrong's banquet is also coming to an end, Zhu Ping'an is almost three points drunk, in order to relieve the drunkenness, Zhu Ping'an got up and prepared to go to the bathroom, and by the way, blow the wind to disperse the wine.

Zhu Ping'an walked out of the banquet room and was about to follow the direction of the bathroom last time, but was stopped by a maid.

"Dare to ask Childe if he wants to change his clothes?" The little maid looked at Zhu Ping'an and asked.

Zhu Ping'an nodded.

"Childe, please come with me, the house has specially set up a place to change clothes for this banquet, not far in front." The little maid curtsied to Zhu Ping'an, and pointed her little finger in one direction.

Outside the banquet venue, in addition to this little maid, there are many maids who also stand outside, but this little maid's costume is better. Yan Fu really values this little grace banquet, and even the bathroom has a special person to guide it, it seems that it is not groundless to see the extravagant behavior of Yan Song's father and son in the history books before. Looking at the well-trained maid, Zhu Ping'an sneered.

"Thank you very much." Zhu Ping'an arched his hand.

Since someone pointed out the direction of the bathroom, Zhu Ping'an is not ready to go to the bathroom last time, after all, the last time I went to the bathroom, Miss Yan Er's thing happened, so Zhu Ping'an still had some lingering palpitations, Zhu Ping'an didn't want to run into Miss Yan Er again, and the posture of throwing shoes at that girl yesterday was bound to not be deleted.

The little maid led the way in front, Zhu Ping'an followed behind, turned left and right, and gradually walked into a building complex.

Looking at the little maid in front of him who was leading the left and right turns, Zhu Ping'an was a little suspicious. Why is the dressing room prepared by Yan Mansion for this little Enrong banquet so remote? It's a bit unreasonable. So, Zhu Ping'an slowly slowed down.

"Childe, that's it in front." The little maid seemed to be aware of Zhu Ping'an's suspicion. He paused, turned back to Zhu Ping'an and said.

Maybe it's because I'm thinking too much, just going to the toilet, how can there be so many conspiracy theories, Zhu Ping'an nodded, temporarily dispelling the idea just now.

It often happens that it's right in the middle of this complex. The new jinshi who was drunk when he attended the Great Enrong Banquet one morning also woke up slowly at this moment, and was going to the Little Enrong Banquet with a slight smoke. Find someone's bad luck. The big grace banquet in the morning was dodged by the thief by means, and this time the little grace banquet will not let him dodge again.

The man came out of the room, followed the path in the complex, and took a shortcut to go to the little grace banquet before it was dark.

When the path from the complex is about to come out. I just heard the little maid's words, "Childe." That's it ahead. ”

As soon as he heard this voice, the man's face changed.

This voice is too familiar, isn't this the personal girl Zichai next to Miss Yan Er, in order to get close to Miss Yan Er, I have sent some gifts and poems to Miss Yan Er through this girl.

She couldn't get it wrong, but who was she talking to?

This slightly drunk new jinshi leaned against the corner of the wall, quietly stretched out half of his head to look ahead, and just saw the little maid turning her head to Zhu Ping'an to speak.

Thereupon. The moment he looked at the scene in front of him, this slightly drunk new jinshi completely sobered up.

clenched his fists. There was a resentful look in his eyes.

can't be wrong, that maid is Miss Yan Er's personal maid, and the so-called son in her mouth is Zhu Ping'an, this thief can be recognized even if he turns into ashes.

After sobering up, the new jinshi thought about what the little maid said just now: Childe, the front is it.

What do you mean? What was a past life?

The new jinshi's smart brain was running rapidly, and then he came to a fact that was unbearable for him: Zichai was almost inseparable from Miss Yan Er, what else could be ahead?! Grass mud horse, this is a private meeting?! Zichai eats inside and out, this is to lead Zhu Ping'an to have a private meeting with Miss Yan Er? !

Damn, the marriage contract has to be discussed, and seeing that the marriage contract is about to be decided, he actually has a private meeting with a man behind my back!

I was caught this time, so how many times have I had before?!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable.

The new jinshi couldn't hold back any longer, he felt that the black gauze hat on his head had turned green, his hands clenched his fists, and the green tendons on his face came out, and he was about to rush out from here, and he would be full of old fists to Zhu Ping'an's little thief, otherwise it would be difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

The new jinshi who was about to rush out with a howl was suddenly covered by someone and pulled back into the small alley.

"Shhhhh After the visitor pulled the new jinshi back into the small alley, he shook his head vigorously at the new jinshi, and then slowly let go of his hand.

"Lord Luo, it's bearable, it's unbearable!" The new jinshi's face was full of grief and indignation.

Well, everyone should have guessed it, that's right, these two people are Ouyang Zishi and Luo Longwen. Luo Longwen saw Miss Yan Er's personal maid leading Zhu Ping'an away at the banquet, so he followed Zhu Ping'an, but he didn't expect to see this scene.

"Ouyang Gongzi, don't be impatient, don't make a misunderstanding." Luo Longwen shook his head.

Misunderstand your sister! It's not your fiancée, of course you're not restless! No matter how special it is, I don't know how many green hats are on the old paper.

When Ouyang Zishi was about to go crazy, he saw Zhu Ping'an, who had not been in the room for a long time, staggered out again, as if he was frightened, and trotted back along the same road, as if he was being chased by a dog.

"Zhu Ping'an, you wait for me!"

Not long after Zhu Ping'an came out, Miss Yan Er's angry voice came from that room.

Coming out so soon, nothing should have happened, Ouyang Zishi breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately became angry again.

This is Zhu Ping'an's eating dry and wiping clean and not admitting the previous account!?

You can probably guess from Miss Yan's angry voice, otherwise why would Miss Yan Er be angry and say that you are waiting for me like this!

Before Luo Longwen ran back the way Zhu Ping'an came, he pulled Ouyang Zishi into the small alley and avoided it for a while before coming out again.

"If you don't swear this revenge, you won't be a person!" Ouyang Zishi gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

"Ouyang Gongzi is angry." Luo Longwen comforted.

"How can such a deep vendetta and blood scar be appeased?" Ouyang Zishi gritted his teeth, full of resentment.

"Then what if Zhu Ping'an dies?" Luo Longwen looked at Ouyang Zishi and smiled gloomily.

"Dead? Murder is against the king's law. Ouyang Zishi was slightly stunned, and then said with some hesitation.

"Killing people often doesn't have to be hands-on." Luo Longwen said meaningfully.

"You mean bribe the Assassins?" Ouyang Zishi was in good spirits.

"Definitely." Luo Longwen shook his head.

"Where?" Ouyang Zishi was puzzled.

"There is a county in the southeast that is famous for its death, the poor mountains and bad waters are out of the people, killing officials has become the norm, and because of the continuous troubles in the near sea, there are endless rebellions against the Nanban Miao people, but it is the past five years that six county commanders have died in a row, if he can be sent to this county, his cemetery will be able to grow grass in less than half a year." Luo Longwen touched a pinch of beard on his chin and said in a gloomy voice.

"Having said that, but he is the champion, and according to the convention, he will be awarded the official Hanlin Academy to revise." Ouyang Zishi shook his head.

"So what, don't forget Jingcha, childe, this is a godsend." Luo Longwen said gloomily.

Then, Ouyang Zishi's eyes lit up.

"Today's private meeting, please keep it secret." Ouyang Zishi hesitated, looked at Luo Longwen and said.

"Don't worry, Childe, I am also deeply affected by this, I empathize, and I will keep it secret for Childe." Luo Longwen's voice was full of vicissitudes, as if there was a hidden story.

"Oh?" Ouyang Zishi couldn't help but glance at Luo Longwen when he heard this, but he didn't expect that he was also a fallen person at the end of the world.

"I hope the son will keep it a secret." Luo Longwen sighed and said.

"Nature." Ouyang Zishi nodded vigorously.

"That was five years ago, when I was still a world-famous ink master, and I had a concubine in another courtyard. Next door to the courtyard is a young scholar surnamed Zhu, I have seen a few times, with a simple face, who would have expected that he would be thick-hearted! Once I went to bed in the other courtyard, I heard the scholar next door playing the flute on the side of the wall, lingering and compassionate, my little concubine heard the flute, seemed to move, I didn't notice anything at the time, and when I returned home, I greatly suspected that the two of them had done something wrong with me! ”

"In the end, I really caught it, this pair of dog men and women were blocked by me on the bed!"

When Luo Longwen mentioned the past, the expression on his face was hideous, which showed how much hatred he hated at that time. In other words, Zhu Ping'an is also surnamed Zhu, and he is also a scholar, and his face is also honest, Luo Longwen takes such "care" of Zhu Ping'an, which may have something to do with the past.

"You must have beaten that scholar surnamed Zhu half to death, right?"

Ouyang Zishijue's scholar surnamed Zhu would definitely be beaten half to death by Luo Longwen, and he would definitely do the same himself.

"Hehe, I blocked them in bed, and they were all on!" Luo Longwen gritted his teeth and told Ouyang Zishi, accompanied by the gust of yin wind.

Nani?

Gave both of them to Ouyang Zishi, who listened, suddenly tightened his chrysanthemum, this, this

"Ahem, that, Lord Luo, I still have something to do, let's go first" (to be continued.) )