Text Chapter 170 Trouble in the Music Workshop
The old lady took a little girl from the side branch to raise, how could it be idle, it must have a deep meaning, the problem is that their Zhao family hides this matter very tightly, where did the prime minister hear about it?
After three rounds of drinking, the two of them were more or less drunk, saying that the brother and brother were so unhappy, the prime minister glared, and Lord Zhao immediately smiled and comforted him, "The old brother is well-informed enough!" β
This old fellow! It's really a thief.
The prime minister's face was unfathomable, and he poured the wine one by one to Lord Zhao, and said angrily: "Why, my brother still thinks that this matter can't be known to my brother?" It's not interesting enough! β
It seemed that he couldn't hide, Lord Zhao poured a sip of wine, lay on the table for a long time and didn't slow down, and then said some good things, so that the prime minister reluctantly let go of this, and didn't force him to ask anything else.
All that should be said and what should not be said was said, and the prime minister ordered someone to send Lord Zhao away in a rough voice, and when the room was quiet, the prime minister slowly took a sip of tea, but his eyes were clear, and there was a trace of drunkenness.
At this time, a woman wearing a heavy veil came over, took the maid to help the prime minister, and sent the person back to the main house, the door was closed, the maid left, and the woman sat at the table and asked softly, "My lord, how is it?" β
"It's not far from the news we received, the Zhao family really wants to cultivate another Yuan Queen, hum!"
After speaking, the two fell into their own silence again, and only after a while did they hear the prime minister speak, "Let's wait and see what happens, don't act on your own." β
"Yes~ the slave and maid retreated first."
After the prince was imprisoned in the palace for half a month, he finally couldn't bear it, and sent someone to deliver the news to the outside early in the morning, and after checking his homework at night, the emperor hurriedly changed into civilian clothes, and asked Long Wei to put on a dragon robe and lie on the bed to pretend to be himself.
"Your Highness, you can go."
"Idiot, don't call me Your Highness when you go out, call me Prince Wang!"
The man quickly silenced and nodded repeatedly to indicate that he understood.
All the way out of the palace gate, the prince sat in the carriage and frequently lifted the curtain to look outside, it was Long Wei who drove the car, and there were three secretly followed above his head, since that time outside the city, the prince never dared to go out without taking people.
Crossing Xuanwu Street, the carriage slowed down slightly, and a dark shadow came out of the small alley, climbed directly into the carriage and went inside.
The faint light flickered, and the man's face could not be seen clearly, the prince was startled, and was about to reprimand, but he heard the man's extremely familiar voice as soon as he spoke.
"Brother Ming?"
"Hehe, it's not me!"
The prince patted his chest, slapped Liu Ming on the shoulder, and immediately scolded with a smile: "You stinky boy, you scared my son to death!" β
"Oh, Your Majesty manages you very well, but you have become less courageous, and look at this bookish atmosphere, yo~ You can still smell a smell of pen and ink, hahahahaha!"
This is not a compliment at all, this is a mockery of Song Jinghe in a different way, how could Song Jinghe not hear it, and snorted coldly without smiling.
"Come on, I won't tease you, my brothers heard that you were coming tonight, and they specially prepared good things, and specially asked me to meet you~ You just wait, it will definitely surprise you."
Speaking of playing, Song Jinghe really couldn't say who could compare to Liu Ming in the capital, so he suddenly looked forward to it, geared up, and waited to do a big job.
The two chatted for a while, and then the carriage quickly arrived at the place, and the red paper lanterns overhead were everywhere, and the whole building became ambiguous.
The three juanxiu fonts "Red Music Fang" are hanging on the door in the middle, just standing outside the door and not entering, you can hear the warblers and warblers talking and laughing inside, so happy.
Song Jinghe's eyes lit up, and he and Liu Ming went to the private room on the third floor from the back door, and a group of sons and brothers couldn't wait to play their own games.
"Oh, the prince is here, welcome!"
I don't know which fun-loving one shouted, and everyone looked at Song Jinghe and burst into laughter, "Prince Wang, hey~ Come and sit down, Miss Lan will sing the song herself later, you came in time enough!" β
"Okay, don't make trouble, I'm finally going to come out to relax, let's be quiet, let my son suck up his popularity, but I'll suffocate my son."
A group of people were waiting for the prince, and as soon as the main lord was in place, the scene immediately became extremely fragrant, and all of them were waiting around Song Jinghe.
The other sons and brothers are to accompany them, and they don't delay playing their own, but the biggest purpose is to have the opportunity to see the legendary top card side of the music square!
The downstairs is a serious person who comes to listen to the music, and the upstairs is also a serious person to pretend to be a gentleman.
It's just that it's just for one person.
According to rumors, only one person has a chance to see the mysterious fairy of the music workshop, and the music shop is owned by the prince, so who else is lucky enough to see the fairy besides this main owner?
"Oh, this isn't Wang Gongzi, I haven't seen you here for a long time, my sisters can talk about you~"
Song Jinghe is not a refusal to come, but the girls in this music shop casually pull one out, and they are all existences that can hold up the faΓ§ade in an ordinary flower building.
There is also a rumor that this girl was chosen according to the prince's preferences, not to mention whether it is downstairs or not, this third floor is definitely right.
"Hey, Xiao Ying'er, don't mess with him, you are not the dish he likes for a long time, let's come to my brother and me, my brother is rare for you~"
Liu Ming salivated at the girl, although it was true that she was a little out of interest, but the other sons and brothers also hugged the girl, but they didn't dare to reach out to move the person before Liu Ming.
Song Jinghe is a baby-faced little girl in his arms, and this person has to be left unopened every time. The virginity of the bud, so that pure energy, not to mention, is really like a little sheep falling into the wolf's den.
"I said, Brother Ming, you don't eat so many good ones, why are you interested in that stubborn girl?"
Liu Ming, who was rejected again, borrowed wine to drown her sorrows, with an arrogance that you don't understand in the world of infatuation, and blurted out a sentence, "I'm a fucking cheap!" β
Yes, the export disaster refers to this person.
A group of sons laughed and were not interested in caring about him, "Hey, Wang Gongzi, are you spending the night here today?" β
Which pot is not opened, Song Jinghe glanced at the man, threw up his sleeves and stood up, lying on the window and looking outside, downstairs is a lake, the lake is full of lantern boats, and it is another beautiful scenery.
Suddenly, the window on the second floor was smashed by a man, and the person also fell into the lake from inside, Song Jinghe frowned, but it was not the person's life that annoyed him, but someone disturbed his interest.
"What's going on downstairs?"
This movement was not small, and the others also stopped to come over to watch the excitement, "It should be someone who is drunk, this kind of thing happens every day, don't worry about you." β
As he was talking, there was a rush of footsteps at the door, "Knock knock, a few masters, someone is smashing the field below, do you think it is sent to the official or a few are interested in taking care of it?" β
This boss is very clear about the temper of a few sons and brothers, what is it that he dare not provoke, what is the excitement that he dare not join? As soon as something happened, I immediately remembered a few people upstairs, and secretly said that there was a good show to watch today.