Song Nanzhou, who received the summons of Emperor Jing, was a little surprised, entered the Qinzheng Palace, and saw Xu Shen standing aside with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes down, looking at him quietly, and secretly guarded in his heart.

"Why did Uncle Huang suddenly remember that his nephew was here?" Song Nanzhou knelt down with a smile and asked for peace, while looking at Emperor Jing with an expectant face: "Uncle Huang has figured it out, and thinks it is inappropriate for me to be the conductor of Na Laoshizi, so you want me to be light?" ”

"You're beautiful!" Emperor Jing scolded with a smile and smashed his fold at him: "Take a closer look." ”

Song Nanzhou collapsed with a smile, sat cross-legged on the lichen, and picked up the fold and looked at it twice, "It's my fold again, those old things are full, do you stare at me if you're fine?" If it weren't for the fact that they were all old and about to lose their teeth, I would have to beat them up for losing their teeth. ”

"You dare!" Emperor Jing glared: "Give me a serious point!" Xu Xiang is still here, don't you want Xu Xiang to see a joke? ”

Song Nanzhou glared at Xu Shen with a sad and angry face: "If he hadn't asked me to do something about the history of command, would these old things have a chance to join me?" ”

"Are you still blaming Xu Xiang?" Emperor Jing laughed angrily at him.

"Don't blame him, do you want to blame me?" Song Nanzhou said confidently.

"You bastard!" Emperor Jing wanted to smash him again, but he didn't have the right props at hand. I shook the inkstone, but in the end I was reluctant to smash it, and I don't know whether I was reluctant to smash the inkstone or Song Nanzhou.

"If you do well, can those old things from the Imperial Observatory join you?"

"Your old man knows that I can't do it well, but he still prefers me to do it, which is difficult for a strong man!" Song Nanzhou complained.

"It's not that Song Shizi can't handle this errand." Xu Shen stood up at the right time, "When Weichen heard that on the first day of Song Shizi's entry into the Wuxiang camp, he asked the Tang prince from the Guining Marquis Mansion to receive a military stick, and it was very shocking to hear it. ”

Emperor Jing obviously didn't know about this, and when he heard this, he immediately became interested and asked Song Nanzhou, "Oh? Is there such a thing? ”

Song Nanzhou reluctantly spoke: "Tang Shaozong's kid said that he would enter the camp with me, but when he arrived at the door, he suddenly remembered his confidante, and left me and ran away." I'm so angry with this forgetful bastard, when he comes back, I'll let people beat him up. ”

Emperor Jing thought thoughtfully: "Could it be that it was this crooked attack that made Lin San's group of bastard boys jealous?" ”

Thinking like this, Emperor Jing looked at Xu Shen approvingly: "Sure enough, Xu Xiang will use people." ”

"Uncle Huang, you asked me to come, didn't you let me resign?" Song Nanzhou was even more unhappy.

Emperor Jing glared: "What kind of job?" How many people are jealous of that position, and I haven't been willing to give it yet. ”

"Don't bully me, I don't understand anything," Song Nanzhou rolled his eyes indecently: "Who wants to go to the Wuxiang camp, no one goes to your old man's house, so I have to go." According to me, if you ask me to go to the Jin Wuwei or Tiger Ben Battalion to be the commander, I will do it well! ”

"How dare you think of it!" Emperor Jing felt that his hands were so itchy, and after all, he couldn't help but smash the inkstone, and sure enough, he was dodged by Song Nanzhou's body, "Return Jin Wuwei Tiger Camp, just by virtue of you?" ”

"What happened to my virtue? What's the problem? Song Nanzhou muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm just afraid that if I get serious, even your old man will be afraid." ”

"Huh!" Emperor Jing smiled, "Then how about you make me scared?" ”

Without waiting for Song Nanzhou to speak, Emperor Jing continued: "Do a good job of putting the military affairs of the Wuxiang battalion in order, if you can do a good job in the command history of this Wuxiang battalion, when the time comes, I can consider transferring you to be the commander of the Jin Wuwei or Huben battalion." ”

"Really?" Song Nanzhou looked at Emperor Jing in disbelief, "Don't coax me, right?" ”

Emperor Jing felt that according to his understanding of this nephew, with his urine, it would be great to be able to revitalize the stinky chess game of Wuxiang Ying. As for the Jinwuwei Tiger Camp, the battalion of several thousand people is not something he can manage.

Based on Emperor Chrysostom's words, Emperor Jing naturally wouldn't dig a pit for himself, so he muttered: "In this way, if you can really manage the Wuxiang camp well, and pull the Wuxiang camp out to practice during the autumn hunt, and don't require your Wuxiang camp to win the championship, as long as you can see it a little, it's not too embarrassing, how about I give you a family affair?" ”

Song Nanzhou turned over and got up from the ground, and looked at Emperor Jing with bright eyes: "Uncle Huang, I want to marry the seventh girl from the Jian'an Hou family, you can point her to me." ”

The seven girls of Jian'an Hou's Mansion are all first-class and good, and they are known as the first beauty in Kyoto. Now at the age of seventeen, he is not married. Everyone knows that there are seven girls in the Jian'an Hou Mansion for the three-year election, and they are to be sent to the palace to be concubines for Emperor Jing.

I'm afraid that only Song Nanzhou dared to say this in front of Emperor Jing.

Emperor Jing laughed angrily at him again, pointed at him with his index finger, and said for a long time: "You bastard, you dare to say anything, look at your stinky scoundrel's virtue, can people like you in the Hou Mansion of Jian'an?" ”

"You said that you are married, as long as you give the will to the marriage, who cares if the Anhou Mansion can take a fancy to me? Just let your old man call the shots for me. Song Nanzhou was simply a scoundrel in the end: "Uncle Huang, is it okay?" ”

"No way!" Emperor Jing refused without thinking: "I will think about this matter carefully, you go back to the Wuxiang camp for me, practice well, and when the time comes, hunt in the paddock, don't let me lose too ugly!" Otherwise, see how I clean you up! ”

Song Nanzhou had to reluctantly respond, glanced at Xu Shen, and said as if provocatively: "Xu Xiang still has something to discuss with Your Majesty?" ”

"What? Do you have something to say to Xu Xiang? "Emperor Jing is very protective of Xu Shen's appearance.

"I just want to ask Xu Xiang, let me put the idea of rectifying military affairs well, is it also what he advised you?"

"So what?" Emperor Jing glared at him: "I can warn you again......"

"I know, how dare my nephew touch him." Song Nanzhou pouted: "I'm afraid that my nephew will move him, and he will have to come up with some way to toss his nephew." ”

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly laughed again: "Uncle Huang and Xu Xiang have already finished discussing the big thing, right?" Then lend Xu Xiang to his nephew, who wants to invite Xu Xiang to have a drink. ”

"What do you want to do again?" Emperor Jing asked.

"Uncle Huang, don't worry, I said that if I don't move Xu Xiang, I won't move him." Song Nanzhou hurriedly said: "I always heard that Xu Xiang is very smart, since the emperor's uncle ordered me to rectify the Wuxiang camp, I don't know anything at all, just ask Xu Xiang to have a drink, and ask Xu Xiang to point out to me." ”

When Emperor Jing heard this, he groaned slightly, and then looked at Xu Shen: "Is Xu Qing willing?" ”

"There are still some things ...... in the Weichen Mansion," Xu Shen seemed to reluctantly refuse.

Song Nanzhou walked over unceremoniously and put his arm on Xu Shen's shoulder, looking like a good brother: "Xu Xiang doesn't look down on me, and he doesn't even want to appreciate his face after a drink together?" ”

Xu Shen smiled bitterly: "If the prince insists, I can only accompany him." ”

"Uncle Huang, this is what Xu Xiang himself agreed, I didn't force him, did you see it?" Song Nanzhou looked at Emperor Jing triumphantly.

Emperor Jing glared at him, and finally waved his hand as if he was out of sight and out of mind: "Get out, don't be an eyesore in front of me." ”

Song Nanzhou said with a smile: "Xu Xiang, Uncle Huang is talking about you, why don't you get out with me?" ”

Xu Shen then retired.

Emperor Jing watched them go out of the Qinzheng Hall one after the other, and couldn't help but rub the corners of his forehead.

"This monkey cub has a headache every time he comes!"

Gonggong Zhang on the side immediately stepped forward to take over Emperor Jing's movements, and skillfully kneaded it for him, "This time it is hard for Lord Xu, I hope Lord Xu will not be troubled by the prince." ”

"It's hard." Emperor Jing smiled and sighed: "That monkey cub has a grudge against Xu Xiang in his heart, and because of me, he doesn't dare to do anything to Xu Xiang." This time, he dragged Xu Xiang to drink, and he must have drunk Xu Xiang before he stopped. If you don't believe it, we'll see—"

……

Drunken Tower.

Song Nanzhou and Xu Shen sat down separately, and both of them looked faint.

Song Nanzhou also lost his hippie smiling face in front of Emperor Jing, and when the wine was delivered, he personally carried the pot and poured a full cup for Xu Shen.

Xu Shen lowered his eyes and looked at the wine glass in front of him, but did not move.

Song Nanzhou poured himself another wine: "Do it first for respect." ”

With that, he took a glass of wine and drank it all.

His tone was not lacking in sincerity, Xu Shen made a move, picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.

"Why does Xu Xiang want to help me?" Song Nanzhou asked straight to the point.

Xu Shen didn't like him, as could be seen from his cold and indifferent look.

Xu Shen raised his eyes and said lightly: "The prince thinks I'm nosy?" ”

"Of course not." Song Nanzhou said: "I'm very grateful, but I also know that I am just a general friend with Xu Xiang, and Xu Xiang helps me like this, which makes me a little uneasy." ”

Song Nanzhou has been having a headache recently, how not to arouse suspicion, and to be able to logically and drastically rectify the entire Wuxiang battalion. It's just that I thought about two or three sets of plans, but I wasn't very satisfied. But he didn't expect that Xu Shen would directly admonish Emperor Jing. In this way, no matter how he rectified the Wuxiang camp, no matter how much movement he made, he would not make people suspicious.

This undoubtedly helped him solve a big problem.

But Xu Shen will not help him for no reason.

What did he mean by this?

Is it to tell him that he can easily influence Emperor Jing's decision?

Is it a deterrent?

Xu Shen looked at him fixedly: "Please also ask the prince to raise his noble hand and let my little sister go." ”

He said word by word, slowly but firmly.

Song Nanzhou suddenly realized, being stared at by Xu Shen like this, he somehow felt a little weak in his heart, as if he had seen someone's daughter behind his parents' back and was caught by his parents.

But—

"Xu Xiang is so sure, she is your sister?" Song Nanzhou stabilized his mind and smiled slightly: "I know where she comes from, so I'm pretty sure that she will never be your sister." Xu Xiang is afraid that he knows better than me. ”

"No matter who she is, no matter where she comes from, now, she is in my sister's body, this is something that the prince can't deny." Xu Shen said lightly: "She exists as my sister for a day, and I can't ignore her." ”

"Brother and sister are affectionate." Song Nanzhou hooked his lips slightly, and the smile couldn't tell if it was sarcasm or something else.

After he laughed, he poured himself another glass of wine: "I should have agreed to Xu Xiang's request in one gulp, but there are still some things between me and her. Therefore—"

Xu Shen's sudden change in face did not make Song Nanzhou change his mind, he still said calmly: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint Xu Xiang." However, I can promise Xu Xiang that one day she will no longer be your sister, and I will never bother Sister Ling again. ”

This sounds a bit twisted, and no one is stupid, they all know what he means.

If one day, Xu Wenxiang comes back, or Wenxiang is no longer Xu Wenxiang, Song Nanzhou will not go to Xu Wenxiang again.

Under what circumstances is Wenxiang no longer Xu Wenxiang?

She left Xu Wenxiang's body and went back to her world.

Xu Shen sneered: "If the status quo will never change, will it be difficult for the prince to keep bothering her?" ”

If she exists as Xu Wenxiang forever, Song Nanzhou will not let her go?

Song Nanzhou was stunned when he heard this, but quickly replied: "After she gets married, I will definitely stay away from her and stop disturbing her." ”

Xu Shen didn't expect Song Nanzhou to make this promise, he frowned and thought for a moment, although such a result did not satisfy him, but it could also make him accept.

In fact, he knew in his heart that the problem was not only with Song Nanzhou - if she really made up her mind not to see him, there were ways and means to make Song Nanzhou retreat.

She was hiding something from him, how could he not see it?

It was Song Nanzhou who said that there was something unfinished between them. Presumably, this unfinished matter is what she is hiding from him.

Xu Shen felt a little sad in her heart, but she was soon relieved, he was just a stranger to her, and the sense of trust was to be built up slowly, so why should he be in a hurry?

It's just that when he thought of her trust that he didn't get, but it seemed that he gave it to Song Nanzhou first, he didn't feel happy again.

"She is a woman in the end, and her words are terrifying, and I hope that the prince will pay more attention to her actions." In the end, Xu Shen said with a straight face.

Song Nanzhou naturally nodded, raised his glass to Xu Shen and said: "Song acknowledges today's love, but in the future, if there is a sending, I will do my best!" ”

Xu Shen raised the wine glass this time, and the two blue and white wine glasses painted with bamboo touched lightly in mid-air, and then separated.

……

Wen Xiang originally planned to go to Qingwangfu tomorrow to report, but in the evening, someone from Qingwangfu came.

Here came a very well-dressed woman, dressed in a brand new dress, with gold earrings, and two gold bracelets on her wrists. is not like the servants in the house, but like the old lady in the ordinary rich and noble family.

Wen Xiang thought that this mother-in-law was Yu's mother at first, but when she asked, this mother-in-law who looked like she was about to be dragged to the sky was just a rough mother-in-law in King Qing's mansion.

This Ma Wei gave it is really ingenious.

Wen Xiang really opened her eyes, and said with a smile: "This mother is so angry, I thought you were the wife of a house." It can be seen that the wealth of Qingwangfu, there is a saying that the rich can rival the country, and what I want to say is Qingwangfu? ”

The woman didn't understand the big pit that Wen Xiang dug for her, and she said proudly: "That's it, we celebrate the wealth of the palace, and the girl has never seen it." But the girl is also blessed, as long as you make our eldest son happy, Mother Yu will definitely be indispensable to your benefits. ”

"Okay, when I see Yu's mother, I will definitely ask her for a reward." This Mother Yu's authority in the palace is really great.

A slave opened his mouth and closed his mouth and only mentioned Yu's mother, and there was no matter of Princess Qing in half a sentence, which shows that Princess Qing is in the palace, and I am afraid that it is no different from being marginalized.

I don't know what about the son born to Princess Qing, it seems that no one has heard of it.

As soon as he said go, Wen Xiang took the apricot blossoms and the light rain and boarded the carriage to Qingwangfu.

……

The carriage was naturally not qualified to enter from the main gate of the palace, and when she arrived at a corner gate, Xinghua helped Wen Xiang to get out of the car, looking at the corner gate in front of her, she was a little dissatisfied.

"Is this the hospitality of the royal palace?"

When the woman heard Xinghua's words, she couldn't help but sneer: "Guest? Of course, our guests from Qingwangfu will not go through this door. This girl, it is an honor for your girl to come to the palace to accompany our eldest son. The people next to you, you can't get this honor if you want it. ”

He said to Wen Xiang arrogantly, "Please." ”

Wen Xiang couldn't help but shake her head, this Yu's mother was used to making big things in Qingwang's Mansion, so she definitely didn't carefully investigate her identity, she just thought that she lived in Liyuan Road, but she was just a small family. If she had investigated carefully and knew that she was Xu Shen's sister, she would definitely not be so polite.

But it's okay, what she wants is that she doesn't know, so that she can know more clearly how arrogant Yu's mother is.

Wen Xiang glanced at Xinghua, who was still talking, and stopped her with her eyes, before she smiled slightly and nodded politely to the woman: "Trouble mom to lead the way." ”

Wen Xiang had already seen the wealth of Prince Cheng's Mansion, so naturally he would not be surprised and surprised by King Qing's Mansion, which was slightly inferior to Prince Cheng's Mansion.

Even Prince Cheng's Mansion can't be compared, so he dares to claim that he is rich and rivals the country? If this is known to the current emperor, this King Qing still doesn't know what to eat? The internal affairs of his palace are like this, and she, an outsider, is worried about him.

She didn't squint, but let the mother-in-law who led the way look twice.

"Which houses has the girl been to before?" The mother-in-law sounded curiously.

Wen Xiang smiled, without the appearance of a city mansion: "I went to all the houses of small families, and I can't compare with Qingwangfu." ”

"It's rare for a girl to come to our Qingwang Mansion, so you can take a look at it and talk to your little sisters when you go back." The mother-in-law immediately changed her contemptuous face again, "Those little sisters of yours, I'm afraid they won't be able to step into our Qingwang Mansion in this life." ”

"That's what Mom said." Her little sisters were not as unlucky as she was, and slept until ancient times, alas.

Talking like this, he also walked two teas before arriving at Song Xuan's Wenyuan Pavilion.

Wen Xiang looked at the three words "Wenyuan Pavilion" of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, and couldn't help but stop.

"This is what your prince wrote?"

"Of course." The mother-in-law looked like she was honored, "This Wenyuan Pavilion and this inscription are all personally operated by our prince, which shows the importance that our prince attaches to the eldest prince." ”

Wen Xiang nodded, she really valued it very much, so she hoped that Song Xuan would become a knowledgeable person.

"I heard that there is another second son in the house?"

The mother-in-law immediately pouted disdainfully: "The second son is not in our palace." ”

Without waiting for Wen Xiang to ask, the mother-in-law took the initiative to say: "The second son was born and was sent to his reckless grandfather. Also, the second son's background, staying in the palace, has to make outsiders laugh. ”

Tsk, even a rough mother-in-law dares to bury Princess Qing like this.

What kind of life did Princess Qing live in this palace?

Song Xuan, who had been waiting impatiently, heard Wen Xiang's voice, and regardless of Yu's mother's persuasion, she rushed towards Wen Xiang with the hem of her clothes.

Wen Xiang squatted down and just picked up the smiling little ball.

"Sister fairy, I thought Mother Yu was coaxing me, but I didn't expect her to really invite you to play with me." Song Xuan happily lay in Wen Xiang's arms.

Wen Xiang took the opportunity to stand up with him, and saw the mother-in-law who came closely with Song Xuan with a straight face, looking arrogant and serious.

Wen Xiang has seen the stereotypical appearance of Old Madam Xu, how can she still be scared of such a slave.

This Yu's mother looks like she is about forty years old, and she is dressed very old-fashioned, and she can't even compare to the rough mother-in-law who went to pick her up, but this is only on the surface. Take a closer look, although the material of the clothes on the mother-in-law is inconspicuous, it is definitely much better than the new clothes on the coarse mother-in-law.

"This is Miss Wen Xiang?" Yu's mother raised her eyes and looked at Wen Xiang, and was slightly stunned when she saw that she was so neat and beautiful.

That prompted the mother-in-law to rush forward and remind Wen Xiang: "Girl, this is our mother Yu, hurry up and give Mother Yu a gift." ”

Xinghua's little face turned red, and she was about to stand up and theorize, but the light rain with low eyebrows and lowered eyes pulled her at the right time.

Wen Xiang was satisfied with the light rain's eyes, and only after retracting her gaze did she say "ah" in surprise: "I want to give Mother Yu a gift?" ”

Yu's mother held her head high and stood up more and more.

The rough mother-in-law urged her: "Naturally, after seeing the ceremony, Mother Yu will reward you." ”

"That's weird." Wen Xiang raised her eyebrows and smiled: "I'm not a guest of King Qing's Mansion?" How does a guest have to greet a minion? I just want to see the courtesy, and I also want to see the princess Qing. Could it be that this Mother Yu is not a slave, but the master of King Qing's Mansion? I don't know which master of King Qing's Mansion is? ”

With these words, the old face of Mama Yu, who was stabbed, suddenly turned purple. She looked angry, then looked at Wen Xiang, and said with a majestic face: "What are you talking about?" ”

Wen Xiang asked her in a good voice: "Which sentence I said is wrong, this mother, you point it out, if there is a mistake, I will definitely change it - I am not a guest of Qingwang Mansion?" ”

"Of course not......"

Before Yu's mother finished speaking, Wen Xiang unceremoniously interrupted her: "Xiaoxuan, am I a guest of Qingwang's Mansion?" ”

Song Xuan was very face-saving and replied loudly: "Yes! ”

Wen Xiang kissed his round face with satisfaction: "Xiaoxuan is so good." ”

After that, he looked at Mother Yu, who looked constipated, and asked her, "Mother Yu is not a slave of King Qing's Mansion?" ”

Mother Yu's lips trembled, trembling and unable to speak, and a pair of inverted triangular eyes burst out with a fierce and vicious light.

The maids and women all over the yard were silent, and they couldn't believe their ears.

This quiet, well-behaved and beautiful little girl who doesn't talk to her is not a little girl from a good background at first glance, but she dares to argue with Yu's mother like this!

What's even more ridiculous is that this little girl or Yu's mother asked her to bring her into the palace, and in a blink of an eye, she took off Yu's mother's face and stepped on the ground!

This little girl is going to be finished!

It's really pitiful for such a beautiful little face.

Mother Yu's fierce appearance frightened the maid of Wenyuan Pavilion, but it was impossible to scare Wen Xiang at all. But Wen Xiang still made a scared look, hugged Song Xuan tightly, and asked Song Xuan at a volume that seemed to be whispering, but anyone could hear it.

"Xiao Xuan, did I say the wrong thing? Isn't Mother Yu a slave of the palace, but the master of the palace? ”

Song Xuan looked at the angry Yu's mother, and then at Wen Xiang, who was afraid and nervous, although she didn't know what was going on at the moment, she instinctively wanted to protect the fairy sister.

"Mother Yu is a slave in the house, not a master." Song Xuan's immature and clear voice said loudly.

Mother Yu's face twitched a few times, and she couldn't hide her heartache to look at Song Xuan, as if she couldn't imagine that Song Xuan would turn to Wen Xiang.

Wen Xiang breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm scared, I thought that Mother Yu was the master, and I was about to salute Mother Yu, otherwise it would be rude!" But I don't quite understand the rules of the Qingwang Mansion - the guests who come to the mansion as guests, do they want to salute the slaves? Although my background is not obvious, I still understand the general rules, is it possible that the rules of Qingwangfu are different from other places? ”

She looked puzzled, and under Mother Yu's distorted face that almost couldn't help but explode, she looked at Weiyu suspiciously: "Next time we go to Prince Cheng's Mansion as a guest, we must ask Sister Huanting, she should know more than me." ”

Hahaha! Thanks to the days when she wore a wrench, she was able to move out of Song Huanting at this time to come to the fox and fake the tiger once.

Sure enough, when Yu's mother heard the words Prince Cheng's Mansion and then heard Miss Wan Ting, her face immediately changed again, she held back her anger, and pursed her thin lips to make the nasolabial folds on both sides deeper.

Although his expression has eased, he still has a fierce face.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable to be born from the heart.

"I don't know where the girl is?" She asked stiffly, "I can actually recognize the eldest girl of Prince Cheng's mansion." ”

"My background is not worth mentioning, but I have a lot of fate with Sister Huanting, and I was invited by her to Prince Cheng's mansion a few times." Wen Xiang said with a smile: "However, the rules of Prince Cheng's Mansion are different from those of King Qing's Mansion. ”

asked Song Xuan again: "Sure enough, the rules of Qingwangfu are different, do you need me to ask Mother Yu to salute?" ”

Mother Yu didn't know that she had invited someone to come back against her, she had always said nothing in King Qing's mansion, even Princess Qing had to back down, and she had already developed the character of no one in her eyes. But no matter how much no one is in her eyes, she doesn't dare to really go to Prince Cheng's Mansion to ask that question - it's really going to be passed on, not only is her business in King Qing's Mansion all these years complete, but I'm afraid that she will end up in a bad end.

She's just a minion after all, it's her bruise!

Mother Yu endured her anger and bowed her head to Wen Xiang and bowed, "The slave maid has said hello to the girl." ”

Even Princess Qing's mother, who wanted to avoid her edge, lowered her noble head in front of the little-known little girl in front of her.