In the Peony Pavilion of the Drunken Immortal Building, Zhu Yousong sat on the top, crossed Erlang's legs, and watched his subordinates fight with six or seven scholars. Zhang Hao brought out these people from the house, they were all thugs who were used to the little prince in his previous life, flirting with yin and stomping his feet, what tricks and what tricks were used. After this kind of battle, a few scholars quickly turned into a one-sided beating. After a while, the six scholars were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and behind one of them stood a strong man, pressing them to the ground and unable to move.

Qian Jingxuan is Qian Qianyi's only son, his father is known as the leader of the literary world, and he has lived in praise and pampering since he was a child, and he has never even been beaten once. was poisoned by this poisonous hand, gritted his teeth with hatred, his eyes were about to split, and he stared at Zhu Yousong with resentment. He had already recognized the young man on the street who was scolded by him for no reason, and the eldest son of Qian scolded countless people in his life, which one was not to laugh with. In his thinking, it became an honor to be scolded by him, this kid was so ignorant that he was so angry that Mr. Qian roared: "Dog kills, you dare to beat me?" Do you dare to hit me? How dare you"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yousong slapped him in the face with his backhand, and a red handprint was instantly visible on his pampered face. Qian Jingxuan only felt a hot pain in his cheeks, and the sky was spinning in front of him, full of gold stars. Zhu Yousong strode to the corner of the wall, and helped up the wine girl who was trembling in the corner, this girl was indeed very beautiful, with delicate facial features, petite but plump. This girl has just entered the Drunken Immortal Building, she is a new arrival, she has never seen this battle, and she has long been so frightened that she can't speak.

Zhu Yousong left the scholars on the ground, and chatted with the beauty first: "What's your name?" ”

"Slave . . . The slave family is called Shen'er. ”

Zhu Yousong slapped the plump ass of the pendant girl and said, "Okay, there's nothing for you here, let's get out." ”

The girl named Shen'er ran out of the room in a panic as if she had been pardoned. Zhu Yousong reminisced about the feeling just now, turned his head and said with a smile: "This girl is my old friend, you dare to rob me of a woman, what's wrong with beating you?" ”

Qian Jingxuan's first Buddha ascended to heaven, and the second Buddha was born, this shameless man, who didn't even know other people's names just now, brazenly said that he was good-looking, obviously making excuses, but he was afraid that this guy was too ruthless, so he didn't dare to speak, just stared at Zhu Yousong resentfully. In fact, Zhu Yousong beat this idea, and when it was spread, it was said that the prince of Fu Wang and Mr. Qian were jealous in the Qinglou and fought hard. Anyway, his reputation has always been like this, and the most important reputation of these sour literati is that they are absolutely unwilling to publicize such ugly things themselves, so they can only knock out their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs.

Zhu Yousong avenged his personal vendetta, and taught the son of the future traitor who was most disgusted in his heart a lesson, and he was in a good mood. As for what kind of literary leader his father is, the leader of Donglin, Zhu Yousong didn't pay attention to it at all. The Donglin Party and King Fu were not on the right path, and Emperor Wanli fought with these people for King Fu for more than 30 years, and it can be said that they dragged King Fu down from the position of prince. Even if Zhu Yousong puts down his body and curries favor with these Donglin parties, he can't change his opposing positions, it is better to see each other and fight once, anyway, his identity is special, and the worse his reputation is, the more reassuring the court is about himself.

Zhu Yousong paced past the scholars one by one, and said loudly: "You listen well, Ming people don't do dark things, it's me Zhu Yousong who beat you today, who is not convinced, even if you go to Fuwang's Mansion to find me for revenge, I will accompany you at any time." After saying that, he turned around and left, Zhang Hao and a group of thugs hurriedly followed.

Qian Jingxuan originally thought that the other party was just the son of a wealthy tycoon, and he wanted to use his father's connections to take revenge, but he didn't expect the other party to be so big and there was no hope of revenge, so he could only bury this hatred in his heart.

Zhu Yousong walked out of the Drunken Immortal Building, only to feel that there was no pore on his body that was not happy, and his identity in this life gave him the opportunity to be happy and revenge, "Ask who's family." Ghost and Ranger. ”

"Let's go, go back to the palace."

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Zhu Yousong returned to the palace, first went to the princess to ask for peace, and then returned to his courtyard. The maids of all sizes in the room got the news and greeted them at the door, and the group of females were porridge and porridge, and the fragrant wind was gusting. Zhu Yousong took out the small puppets he bought and gave them them one by one according to the names engraved on them. These little girls have lived in the palace since they were children, and they are familiar with the flowers and plants in the palace, but it is extremely difficult to have the opportunity to go out, let alone see such exquisite craftsmanship, holding puppets that are very similar to themselves, and smiling. Some of the beautiful carvings have to show off everywhere, and by the way, laugh at a few words of others, and it is not lively for a while.

"There's one more in your hand." Zhu Yousong looked at it in his hand, saw the word "lotus" engraved on it, and thought that he really only saw the cute little lotus just now, and he didn't see the weird little lotus. casually asked, "What about your sister?" ”

Xiaohe's fair face suddenly turned red, and the two slender and crystalline jade hands grabbed the newly obtained gift puppet, lowered their heads and couldn't speak.

Xing'er next to her immediately took over the conversation, and scolded with a smile: "Shizi doesn't know, that little hoof is the laziest, since Shizi went out, she used the excuse that Shizi's bed was warm, occupied the big bed, and lay on the bed every day, but became Mrs. Miss, we all have to serve her." ”

As soon as Zhu Yousong heard it, he knew that the little girl was going to be able to do this, she first came to the palace to recuperate for half a month, and basically mixed with them every day, and she had already figured out their personalities. The two twins who were rescued by Zhu Yousong look exactly the same, but their personalities are diametrically opposed. The younger sister Xiaohe is innocent, cute and cute, and the younger sister Xiaolian is lively and smart, eccentric.

Zhu Yousong strode towards the inner hall, and Xiaohe was afraid that his sister would be blamed, so he followed in step by step. The brocade is warm, the animal fragrance is curling, and the big bed carved from yellow rosewood is hung with gold silk and jade curtains on all sides. Looking through the curtain, there is a girl under the brocade quilt in the center of the big bed, with snow-white lotus arms exposed, scattered with beautiful hair, it is about noon, and she is sleeping soundly. Zhu Yousong deliberately teased her, put his cold hand under the quilt, and didn't know where he touched the skin, only felt soft and slippery. Xiaolian didn't know what kind of dream she was coveting at the moment, she was lying on the bed and refused to get up, and suddenly felt a cold in her lower abdomen, and immediately got frightened and sat up straight.

This was originally the inner courtyard of the palace, except for the prince, no man could come in, and there was smokeless animal charcoal heating in the dark wall of the room, so Xiaolian, who was sleeping in the room, only wore a belly pocket. She was frightened, her body popped up, and Zhu Yousong only felt a dazzling snow wave coming, and her lower body immediately reacted. Fortunately, the clothes of the ancients were loose and could not be seen.

It turned out that although Zhu Yousong's body was a veteran of the flower field for a long time, his thoughts were still a little virgin who had just graduated from college, Zhu Yousong felt a little embarrassed, and while covering his criminal body with a quilt, he feigned anger and said: "Okay, I've been out for so long, everyone is going to meet me, just hide here and be lazy, see how I punish you." ”

Xiaolian's sleepy eyes were hazy, and when she saw that it was Zhu Yousong, she put her heart down and said coquettishly: "People are not feeling well, and they don't know that the prince is going to return home, how do you punish people." This little girl bit her red lips lightly and snorted in a trembling voice, and Zhu Yousong couldn't bear it. said: "When I think about how to punish you, let's talk about it, remember it first." No, this is my gift to you. Xiaolian smiled slyly, got the gift, was very happy, dragged Xiaohe and compared, two identical little beauties, holding two identical puppets on the bed to laugh and play.

Zhu Yousong looked like an elder, standing on the side of the bed looking at the pair with thief eyebrows, and suddenly had a bold idea in his heart....