In the study of the new house, Quan Ce sat on the newly bought red sandalwood circle chair, held the hibiscus in his arms, buried his cheeks in her waterfall-like hair, and thought quietly.

Fu Rui was worried in her heart, gently caressed his chest, and whispered, "Lang Jun, did the slave cause trouble for you?" ”

Quan Ce kissed her Ruyu lightly on the neck, and squeezed out a heavy smile between her lips, "Don't think too much, my Fleur is a virtuous helper, humble and self-controlled, if this will invite disaster, then, there must not be enough disaster."

Fleur was hugged tightly by him, listening to him praise herself, her heart was sweet, and she was so dizzy that she couldn't think about the right words.

She couldn't see that Quan Ce's face was terrifyingly gloomy at the moment.

"Master, someone from Princess Taiping's mansion, please come to the mansion," a notice sounded outside the door.

Fleur jumped up in fright, pulled her arms, and pulled up the boneless Quan Ce who was paralyzed in place, "Hurry up, don't delay the business"

The power strategy was bad, and he stayed where he was, with both hands, and pulled her back into his arms.

"Lang Jun" Fu Hui was coquettish, writhed twice in his arms, pinched him, and escaped dexterously when he let go.

"Hehe" Quan Ce rubbed his waist, pondered for a moment, picked up his pen and wrote a short message, and handed it to Fu Hui, "You give this letter to Li Li and ask him to act according to his words"

Fleur held the letter in her hand and nodded solemnly.

The visitor is the steward of Princess Taiping's Mansion, "Quan Langjun, His Royal Highness instructs, the princess's mansion here is busy with relocation matters, I'm afraid that there is no time to doppelganger, please bring Chongxing Langjun and the little lady back"

"Chongxing is helping in the house, you don't have to go back for the time being, I said last night that I miss my mother, I will take her back" Quan Ce thought about it a little and made a decision, Xue Chongyin and Wu Youji were not there, put Wu Chongxing back to Princess Taiping's mansion, he was not at ease, if he was bullied, he would not be able to explain to Rui Lai.

Naturally, the steward did not dare to say much, but only promised.

Xue Yan was thinking about her mother for a while last night, but she was really going to leave here, but she was reluctant to let go of her aunt, holding Princess Yiyang's neck, sobbing and matching, flashing tears, she was mostly taken care of by the nurse in Princess Taiping's Mansion, but in Princess Yiyang's Mansion, she was often taken by Princess Yiyang and Furong by her side, playing with Quan Luo, and being much closer to the family here.

After coaxing her for a long time to coax her to the car, Quan Ce teased her all the way and returned to Princess Taipin's Mansion without any surprise.

"Come on, come to my mother" Princess Taiping hadn't seen her daughter for a long time, and she also had some motherly hearts, hugging her young daughter and teasing her for a long time before letting the nurse hold her down.

"Da Lang, you come, there are a few movements in that yoga dance, I can't do it well, I went to my sister's house today, she is nearly twenty years older than me, and she actually does better than me, it's really unreasonable" Princess Taiping was indignant, and took Quan Ce to the room specially opened for dance practice.

Quan Ce had no choice but to follow, although the princess was older, she had good physical fitness and excellent flexibility.

Entering the room, Xiangnu stopped at the door, and Zhang Changzong waited inside.

Quan Ce frowned, his eyes flashed, and he had a plan, "Auntie, Quan Ce remembers that there are still some affairs in the Yi Division that need to be contacted by Zongzheng Temple, and I am afraid that the time limit will pass tomorrow."

"Huh? Let Xiangnu go, Zongzheng Temple didn't dare to embarrass her, "Princess Taiping didn't take it to heart."

"Auntie, Quan Ce thinks that Zhang Jiacheng should be asked to walk everywhere more, have more experience, and enter the court to help his aunt in the future" Quan Ce thought about Zhang Changzong very much.

"That's it, it's up to you" Princess Taiping glanced at Quan Ce, waved her hand and ordered Zhang Changzong to run an errand, and said with a smile, "Drive him away, and you will do his errand?" ”

Quan Ce laughed dryly, "Sister Xiangnu will do it"

Princess Taiping snorted lightly, raised her eyebrows, and dragged a strange tone, "My aunt has been bored these days, and she only relies on this yoga dance to relieve her boredom, but you, a thief, don't even care about helping your aunt practice dance, so it can be seen that there is no hope."

Quan Ce immediately understood that Princess Taiping's attitude was dissatisfied with his delay in helping her restore her prestige in the court, and hurriedly said, "Auntie is serious, Quan Ce always takes aunt's affairs to heart, aunt is the proud daughter of heaven, when the time comes, she will be able to enjoy the rain and dew alone."

Princess Taiping changed into a tight-fitting Hu clothes, her thumb and index finger were in the shape of clips, and she brushed her upper and lower lips over him, with a fluttering expression, "Put it on your heart, you can't see it or touch it, and occasionally put it on your mouth, it's not bad...... Come on, this kind of aunt can't do it......"

Quan Ce called Xiangnu in, he moved his mouth, and Xiangnu moved.

Zhang Changzong summoned a few stewards and asked about the contact with Zongzheng Temple, but learned that the matters to be contacted had already piled up, and all the piles and piles were drudgery, some encroached on local mountains and forests, some were fraudulent tax collectors, and Tang Muyi was expropriating and expropriating.

Zhang Changzong threw the file to the ground in anger, his chest rose and fell, and in the face of the strange eyes of his subordinates, it took a long time to return to normal, "In the past, how did the previous power policy be handled?" ”

The stewards exchanged glances and said cautiously, "Quan Langjun has a good personal relationship with Li Yuanming, the former Zongzhengqing Shuwang, and you can push one or two."

Zhang Changzong's chest began to rise and fall violently again, "Then who is Zong Zhengqing now?" ”

The disdain in the eyes of the stewards was even heavier, "It is the king of Hanoi, Wu Yizong, who is also the leader, and the family looks at it, how should he act?" ”

Zhang Changzong forced his face, "It's a coincidence, I also have a personal relationship with the king of Hanoi, wait for me to go and talk about it."

"The subordinates are waiting for the good news of the family", and the stewards are happy to see it.

Unexpectedly, when he went, he came back late at night, went out vertically, and came back horizontally.

In order to save this face, he took all the wealth he had saved privately to dredge up the relationship, but unexpectedly, Wu Yizong's hands were not soft, and he swallowed things, and ordered him to be beaten with twenty rods, and those miscellaneous lawsuits were not settled, but came back with a threatening word, "It's dark and the road is slippery, be careful on the road"

When Princess Taiping heard this result, her face was suddenly gloomy like water, and she looked at Quan Ce reflexively, but saw that his face was calm, as if she had known that this would be the case.

"Liulang retreat" Princess Taiping was anxious to know the inside story, and hurriedly withdrew Zhang Changzong, but a good word of appeasement was never spoken.

"Aunt, hardships and hardships, Yuru is successful, and the emperor's heir is ......" Quan Ce's words are endless and meaningful.

Princess Taiping's eyes flashed with light, and she saw the sun in an instant, this was a warning to her not to interfere, snorted coldly, the frost on her face was shrouded, but it melted away in a moment, and she pouted pitifully, "Da Lang can see it, the broken drum is beaten by 10,000 people, and there is no one in my aunt's hands, but she can only be bullied"

"Ahem, aunt is cautious, aunt is not a broken drum, a good drum, a very ...... drum" Quan Ce did not choose to speak.

"Little thief, Aunt Bo again, you mean, where is the drum?" Princess Taiping scolded him a few times and couldn't help but giggle.

The laughter spread outside, Zhang Changzong gritted his teeth, his handsome face was distorted, and two words were squeezed out between his teeth, "Quan Ce"

Under the plaque of Dou Thorn Shifu, Sanssouci Hall, the eight-year-old King of Chu, Li Longji, stepped out of the door.

He came to visit the sick, his grandmother suddenly fell ill, and he naturally wanted to visit his grandson, but unexpectedly, it was false to be sick, and it was true to complain about grievances.

The hateful concubine of Quan Ce was so rude, thinking of his ignorance of himself on the way to worship the god of Luoshui, and the old and new hatreds were tormented.

Sitting in the carriage, the young Li Longji was upset, with his concept, as the orthodox branch of the Li family, Quan Ce, who has a side branch and a foreign surname, should quickly come up and kneel under his feet to call himself a minister, how is the reality so different?

Lift the sedan curtain and ask the attendant if there are any rumors on the Shendu City about the power policy.

The attendant hesitated for a long time before replying, "The day before yesterday, King Liang was ordered to send gifts to Princess Yiyang's mansion, and the right Langjun gave him a gift, and the small people in the market were ignorant, so they spread false rumors and made a witty remark, saying that Quan Langjun, that, is a cadre not a nepot, and worships the king of Liang not the king of Chu."

Li Longji's eyes and face turned scarlet together.

(End of chapter)