There was a faint sadness in the sound of the lyre, and with the melancholy string sound, a slightly hoarse but very pleasant voice spoke: "Tianhui Beidou hangs in the West Building, and the golden house has no fireflies and moonlight to go to the Changmen Palace, don't make a sad ...... in the deep palace" A cicada-winged robe danced softly in the pavilion, which made Zhu Yidao's heart a little uncomfortable.

The sound of the piano made him unconsciously think of Shen Hui, who was still waiting to give birth in Beijing, at this time he should be by her side, accompanying her through this difficult time, but he was still thousands of miles away in Zhejiang for some ordinary people who couldn't beat the edge at all. Thinking of this, Lao Zhu's expression darkened.

Yang Jinshan's eyes were suddenly half-opened to enjoy the sound of the piano, glanced at Zhu Yidao on the side, and then looked at Ning Niang, who was still singing and dancing, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The door was opened a small slit, and the servant looked at him timidly. The cunning in Yang Jinshan's eyes was fleeting, and he whispered softly in Lao Zhu's ear: "Zhu Qianhu, you appreciate it slowly, I'll deal with something first." ”

Zhu Yidao suddenly woke up! His eyes suddenly stared at Yang Jinshan with murderous intent!

Yang Jinshan had never seen such a terrifying look, and he couldn't help but shiver. But soon Lao Zhu's eyes returned to calm: "Oh, then you first"

When Yang Jinshan left, he made a look at the maid who stroked the qin, and the maid stopped obediently, picked up the lyre and bowed to the old Zhu Yingying, and left the pavilion like a flowing cloud.

Ning Niang walked over lightly, sat beside Lao Zhu, looked at his slightly melancholy eyes, couldn't help but move in her heart, sighed in her heart, stretched out Qianqianyu's hand and stroked his half-long, half-long, half-short, not short, half-long hair, Zhu Yidao was never used to too long hair, no one could beat him, even Li Hualong tried to persuade his parents to teach his body to no avail.

It smells so good! Lao Zhu was already a little dizzy. In this era when there is no perfume, what do women use to make their bodies smell so good? But when her eyes moved from Ning Niang's wonderful chest to her uncontrollable little waist, she suddenly seemed to have been shocked and avoided Lao Yuan.

Ning Niang looked at him in surprise, what made this man suddenly go crazy and avoid so far?

Shen Hui is almost alive, and he is still in this **cave**, Lao Zhu suddenly has an urge to beat himself. It is said that a pregnant woman is the most beautiful, and at this moment, he only felt that he had betrayed Shen Hui.

He lowered his head and picked up the wine glass, deliberately not looking at Ning Niang's eyes, but raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp. Just when he was still suffering from the grain wine in his spicy throat, the beautiful and familiar arm appeared beside him, helping him fill the wine glass again.

"Before that Wei De'an died, he said that you let him die worthwhile, at least like a man. How did you do that? Lao Zhu suddenly felt extremely disgusted with the woman in front of him, and asked without thinking about it. This question has been in his mind for a long time.

Ning Niang's originally charming face suddenly turned pale.

"To make a eunuch like this, Gonggong Yang's 200,000 taels of silver are not in vain." Lao Zhu still didn't look at her, reached out and poured the wine on the ground with the cup, and then filled it with his own hands.

Ning Niang's tears flowed out slowly, but before she could get out of her eyes, she hurriedly wiped them, stood up and took off her long shirt, changed into her coat and didn't say a word, turned around and walked out.

"Where?" When she was about to walk to the door, Zhu Yidao asked again. He was really puzzled, very sorry, a little jealous, and at the same time mixed with some unwillingness. Such a beauty, but willing to accompany a eunuch......

"Weaving Bureau, go back to the eunuchs." Ning Niang's voice was also very cold, without the slightest emotion.

"Do you know, Yang Jinshan can't stay in the Weaving Bureau for a few days." At this time, Lao Zhu's voice also carried a lot of disdain. He already knew from the time Jingshi came that in view of Yang Jinshan's perfect performance, the celebrant was already preparing to transfer him to the palace. This also means that he must cut off all ties between Zhejiang and himself, otherwise the eunuchs in the palace will not let him go.

"Of course I know," Ning Niang's posture was a little stiff when she turned around, "Since he bought me at the age of seventeen, I have been serving him for more than a thousand days. Soon he left, and if he still kept me alive, I would also go to the Guzi Temple. ”

"Do you still have family? What do they do? Zhu Yidao's eyes became more murderous. What a! actually served a eunuch for three years! Tyrannical creatures! If I really gave her to that, I was afraid that I would lose face if I spread it - I would actually ask for someone who had served a eunuch

Sure enough, I saw Ning Niang's body suddenly shake and freeze there.

"You should know what this is-" Lao Zhu revealed the waist card of Wanli Qin hanging around his waist, and at the same time slowly pulled out a short knife and roasted it on the light of the candle, "Your life is not valuable, I am not interested, but you don't make me unhappy." ”

Ning Niang's body trembled slightly as he put the short knife back on his waist.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you," Zhu Yidao looked at her with some amusement, "But you have to show me how to serve Wei De'an that night." He didn't really want Ning Niang to do it, he just wanted to embarrass this slut and serve the eunuch, it seems that she doesn't take herself seriously at all.

“…… Do you really want to watch it? Ning Niang's voice already had a hint of crying.

“…… You just have to do it, it's my business to see it or not. Lao Zhu suddenly found that she was a little difficult to ride a tiger, if she really did it, could it be that she really watched it?

"I can't do it!" Ning Niang seemed to have changed into a different person, and she had become an ice beauty again, without a trace of expression on her face.

"Is it because it's too cheap?" Lao Zhu filled himself with another cup, and took a sip without looking at it.

"Yes." Ning Niang stood there motionless, Lao Zhu could see that she was very afraid, but she still held herself up.

"Then do it!" Zhu Yidao clasped his arms in front of his chest and put on a posture of watching a good show.

"What two people do, how do I do it alone?" Ning Niang's eyes also became a little playful, and there was some banter.

This choked Lao Zhu speechless.

"If you really want to know, just go back to Wei De'an." She seemed to have seen that Lao Zhu's colored heart was colorless, and she took off her coat and threw it aside.

But in Lao Zhu's opinion, this action is an incomparable contempt for him: Could it be that you are not even as good as a eunuch? He jumped up on the ground, ran in front of Ning Niang in a few steps, stared at her viciously, and unconsciously touched the handle of the knife with his right hand.

But Ning Niang's eyes were not timid, but calm, and even disdainful: "You can't learn." ”

"Really?" For the first time, Zhu Yidao had an incomparable killing intent towards a woman, "I really want to know, how to do it, tell me!" ”

Ning Niang shook her head gently: "Even if I tell you, you won't be able to learn." Because Wei De'an treats me as a celestial, but you treat me as a slut. How do you learn from him? ”

Zhu Yidao was stunned. He really can't treat such a slut as a celestial, how can he learn it? But Wei De'an, why do you want to treat this slut as a celestial, is it because you will never get it?

Ning Niang's eyes looked upward, and the scene of that night seemed to appear in front of her eyes again:

"I sat on the bed, he sat next to me, drank half the night, cried half the night. He didn't even look at me, but then he actually sat there and fell asleep, still shouting in his sleep, 'Mother, don't leave me...... My son didn't want to go into the palace,' so I hugged him and let his head rest in my arms, and he hugged me, but he was still muttering, 'Mother, my son will never leave you again'. Before dawn he woke up, it was the eunuch of the Weaving Bureau who woke him up with cold water and dragged him to the execution ground. If you're willing to get drunk now, if you're willing to cry in front of me, if you're willing to sit here and fall asleep thinking about your loved ones you'll never see again, I'll put my arms around your head and let you sleep until you wake up......"

Zhu Yidao was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Why doesn't he want to be drunk for a thousand years, so that he will never wake up, at least he can see his father and mother in his dreams who he will never see again!

Tears welled up in his eyes.

Ning Niang saw that Lao Zhu suddenly became depressed, and then big tears flowed out, and she was stunned for a while. Could it be that this man has really lost his own loved ones too? She held out her hand tremblingly, trying to wipe the tears from his face.

"Don't touch me" Zhu Yidao's eyes turned red, and he let out a roar like a beast!

Ning Niang was really scared. The man in front of her suddenly burst out with a kind of sky-high anger, and she hid to the side in horror, for fear that he would go crazy and kill herself.

After a long time, Zhu Yidao's emotions gradually calmed down, he looked at Ning Niang who was hiding to the side, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, and said lightly: "Let me tell you, from the day Yang Jinshan bought you, you are not a celestial, let alone a good person, just a slut!" After that, he turned around and walked out, never looking at the stunned Ning Niang again.

"Sin, sin, sin!" Sun Jin arched his hands and walked over, not mentioning at all that he met with Yang Jinshan in the other courtyard and asked Ning Niang to give Zhu a knife to accompany the wine, as if nothing had happened, "There are dozens of boatloads of grain coming from Jiangxi, and they are stuck on the transit card, and each boat costs fifty taels of silver for the card fee, and the people below don't know what to do, so they have to ask me." ”

"Then didn't you show him the official document of Zhejiang disaster relief?" The doubts in Qian Ning's eyes grew bigger and bigger, but they were fleeting, and when he picked up the teacup, his expression showed nervousness.

Tidying up the cloth.

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