"With your guts, I really don't know how you dare to walk into the Evening Red Mansion,"

Yao Xishui stared at Han Qian for a while, then approached, picked up the white jade-like teacup, lifted the lid and blew open the turquoise floating tea leaves, took a sip, and then handed the teacup to Han Qian, saying,

"Now Han Gongzi dares to drink it, right?"

"Dare to drink it now!" Han Qian took the teacup, saw that the edge of the teacup was printed with Yao Xishui's lip print, carefully avoided the lip print, also took a sip, put the teacup down, and said, "If there is anything in the future, please ask Miss Yao to give instructions." It's just too dangerous to do it, don't ask me to do it, I use this chess well, and it will still be of great use to Miss Yao......"

"What nonsense are you talking about, as if I really forced you to drink some poisonous tea," Yao Xishui said with a smile, "Han Gongzi is talking with the slave family for a while, your two wine-colored friends are still messing with the girl in the yard, and it will take a while to finish it, or I will let someone go to another yard to see which girl is idle?" ”

Yao Xishui and other women do not sell their bodies in the Red Mansion, and they do not stay overnight, but there are also girls in other courtyards who are purely engaged in the skin and meat business, in short, it is the intoxicating fairy nest in Jinling City.

"It's good to talk to Miss Yao, it's good to talk to Miss Yao." Han Qian said with a swallow of saliva.

Han Qian cautiously sat beside Yao Xishui for another stick of incense, and the maid beside Yao Xishui ran over and said, "Feng Gongzi sent a little slave over to ask Han Gongzi if he had drunk enough tea here?" ”

"Drink enough, drink enough......" Han Qian hurriedly stood up, he thought to himself that Feng Yi was in a hurry to go back after finishing his work, probably because he was afraid that he would be scolded by his family at night when he went back, but he was even more worried that if he left late, Yao Xishui and these people would change their minds.

"Han Gongzi really doesn't like the slave family, his friend runs so fast as soon as he finishes his work!" Yao Xishui stood up with a worried face to say goodbye.

Han Qian walked through the hall without looking back, and ran to the courtyard where Feng Yi wanted to find fun, and saw Feng Yi hugging a girl about twenty years old in the courtyard and talking with a smile.

Although this girl is not a late red mansion flower-level character, her appearance is definitely not bad, and the collar and placket are not all buttoned up, revealing a plump flesh like jade, which is really spitting, and I really want to reach out and touch it.

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There is a hill built up with digging lake soil in the north courtyard of the Late Red Building, there is a three-storey wooden building that is the old thing left before the construction of the Late Red Building, it is the Late Red Pavilion, and the Late Red House is also named because of this building - around the Evening Red Pavilion, there are five or six ancient trees that have grown for hundreds of years, and the outside world can only vaguely see a corner of the wooden building between the dense branches and leaves.

Yao Xishui walked up to the wooden building, and Han Qian's figure could be seen leaving through the gap between the leaves.

In the depths of the wooden building, there were two people watching Han Qian and them leave.

"Han Qian saw through the secret of cherishing water, and also guessed that we bet on the third prince and left this person, the variables are too great." A hoarse male voice said.

"Although Han Daoxun is the secretary and young eunuch, he is not inconspicuous, but the same batch of officials who were transferred to the court with him are all hand-picked by Emperor Tianyou, who knows that Han Daoxun is not the person in the pseudo-emperor's picture? And Han Daoxun is very talented in governing the place, even if this entry into the court is not arranged by the puppet emperor, sooner or later he will come out," Yao Xishui said, "If such a person can be used by us, the role he can play will be even greater than that of the Marquis of Xinchang!" ”

In Yao Xishui's opinion, Han Qian is insignificant, and it will take a lot of risk to keep him, but if Han Qian involves Han Daoxun and even the Han family, and finally can be used by them, the meaning will be completely different.

"That's what you say, but don't be in a hurry, be careful that Han Daoxun will be determined to abandon his son as an outcast when he finds out!"

Voices continued to come from the depths of the wooden building, admonishing,

"Of course, this son has the courage to step into the Evening Red Mansion, and he should not be underestimated, cherish the water, you can put more effort into him......," the voice in the depths of the wooden building said again.

"Just this guy, is it like you can achieve great things?" The hoarse voice sneered, because of Han Daoxun and Han's family, he had no objection to treating Han Qian as a chess piece, but he was still full of disdain for Han Qian in his heart.

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Han Qian returned to his residence in Lanting Lane, and it was not too late.

At this time, the evening breeze was blowing, and the weather was cool, but Han Qian had a feeling of weakness that was sweating.

Walking all the way back, especially after separating from Feng Yi and Kong Xirong, he was really afraid that an assassin would suddenly come out of the alley and stab him to death on the spot.

It was only at this time that Han Qian breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his pretense had worked, and the most urgent killing disaster had been reluctantly eliminated.

Han Qian and Zhao Kuo pushed the door into the house, but saw their father Han Daoxun accompanying a middle-aged man in green clothes to sit in the middle hall and talk, and when they saw him walking in, their faces suddenly darkened, and they scolded: "You bastard, you just arrived in Jinling, you didn't have time to take a breath, where did you go to fool around?" ”

Han Qian was also a little stunned at this moment.

If he pulled Feng Yi and Kong Xirong to go to the Evening Red Mansion to find Yao Xishui, he would probably be able to make his father Han Daoxun half angry, but he didn't know that Fan Xicheng stayed in the house at this time, and he was chewing the root of his tongue with his father Han Daoxun behind his back, thinking that it would be difficult for him to make up lies at this time, and it might even make his father Han Daoxun more and more disgusted with him.

Han Qian went to see Yao Xishui just now, but he actually used his father Han Daoxun as the biggest bargaining chip, so that Yao Xishui and the mysterious owner behind the scenes of the Late Red Mansion were willing to use him as a pawn.

Otherwise, if he is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, no matter how pretending to be, how can it be worth Yao Xishui and these people to take such a big risk to bet on him?

Only by regaining the trust of his father Han Daoxun can he do more, and in the future, it will be possible to persuade his father not to do the stupid thing of "Wen Death", to anger Emperor Tianyou, who has become suspicious and self-righteous by nature, so as to completely change his fate.

"The child ran to the bronze shop to ask for twelve cakes of gold, and Feng Yi and Kong Xirong ran to the Evening Red Mansion to relax, but when they arrived in the Evening Red Mansion and thought of their father's teachings, they didn't dare to squander the twelve cakes of gold." Han Qian took out the twelve loaves of gold from his arms and handed them over with a winch.

Han Qian was secretly lucky in his heart.

When he came out of the Evening Red Mansion, he was bent on leaving the land of right and wrong, and pulled Feng Yi and Kong Xirong away; And Feng Yi and Kong Xirong saw that he got the gold cake from the bronze shop, and they thought that today was his treat, and the three of them walked straight out like this, and no one stopped them, so they successfully completed an overlord prostitution.

And these twenty small gold cakes in his hand made the nine true and one false words he made up at this time sound very credible.

"......" Han Daoxun looked at Zhao Kuo.

"The young master did take twelve loaves of gold from the bronze shop." Zhao Kuo didn't understand why the young master Han Qian didn't squander the gold today, but he replied with such a sentence and didn't say anything more casually.

"Bastard, come over and salute Lord Guo!" Han Daoxun scolded again at this time, but his tone was much more relaxed, and he asked Han Qian to salute the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, and casually threw the twelve cakes of gold on the small case beside him.

Han Daoxun returned to the house from Hongwen Hall today, and was blocked by Guo Rong on the road, so he had to invite him to his house to drink, but when he returned to the house, he heard that Fan Xicheng said that Han Qian didn't take a breath when he arrived in the city, so he ran out with Feng Yi and Kong Xirong.

Han Daoxun was really about to be blown up, and when he saw Han Qian coming back from outside with a beautiful face, he didn't care about Guo Rong's presence, and he was about to have a seizure on the spot.

Hearing Han Qian say this, Han Daoxun's face looked slightly better.

Jinling's world style is extravagant, and it is normal for seventeen or eighteen-year-old sons to linger in the party, although this is something that Han Daoxun hates, but this is not a world style that he can change alone at this time.

And Han Qian's previous desolation and obedience also broke his heart.

However, Han Qian was able to restrain himself from the precipice after arriving at the Red Mansion this time, and did not squander the twelve cakes of gold that he had just asked for from Han Ji's bronze shop, but it really surprised and relieved Han Daoxun, this rebel is not completely incorrigible.

Han Qian saw that his father Han Daoxun's expression and tone eased, and he thought that this level in front of him was over, so he saluted the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi and said, "Little nephew Han Qian has seen Lord Guo......"

"Since they all call themselves little nephews, and there are no outsiders here, just call me Uncle Guo." The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi laughed.

Han Qian saw that this person had white skin and tender flesh, and his face was much younger than his father Han Daoxun, but if he wanted to call him "uncle", he must be above his father Han Daoxun, and then saw that he had no beard under his chin, and his face had an indescribable femininity, and his heart sank slightly: The eunuchs in the palace?