When the person left, the jade toad slave dared to turn around, her charming face was already covered with wet marks, and she stroked the futon, but she touched a little hard object, picked it up and looked at it, it was a beautiful peacock hosta. Looking at this hosta, the jade toad slave smiled a little stupidly, he still has some conscience after all, it's just that this hosta doesn't dare to wear it, when you think of him, take it out and take a look, it's also good.

Recently, Yang Lian has been very busy and worried, because since he found out that Wu Lan was a little abnormal, he began to monitor this person. He felt that there must be something wrong with Wu Tangqing, so he kept an eye on it, but after staring at it for more than ten days, there were not many things found, and the salt and iron were transported to Huangchuan Town, and they flowed into the hands of Niu Gao in Taihua Mountain, and they could not be found in the future. Yang Lian didn't think that Niu Gao had so much energy, and it was reasonable for the thief to get some salt for personal gain, but what about the iron, could it be used, don't say that he doesn't have craftsmen under him, even if he does, it is impossible to hide everyone's eyes.

Yang Lian found that she had touched a huge black organization, Wu Jue, Wu Lan, and Niu Gao were all links in this organization, and it was not of much use to defeat one of them alone, and the people behind the scenes had to be dug out. Recently, there has been some progress, but it is still necessary to send someone to enter Shaohua Mountain, Yang Lian feels that it cannot be delayed any longer, and must report to the imperial court and ask the official family to send someone to investigate.

A letter had not yet been written, the window was opened, the cold wind blew in, and at the same time, there was a masked man in black in the room.

"Steward Yang, you've been thinking a lot lately, do you want to report the matter of Fumin Town to the imperial court? Okay, Yang is in charge of his own affairs, but he forgot to say it. That little guy of yours seems to be gone. You say that if he suddenly appears in front of the butler. Say a few words, what do you think will be the result? ”

The man in black said slowly, layers of cold sweat had oozed on Yang Lian's face, if Yang Fohai really said something in front of the officials, for example, he Yang Lian was in the same stream with those people and resold salt and iron, then wouldn't he Yang Lian

The rest of Yang Lian didn't dare to think about it, because it was too easy to think. Reselling a lot of salt iron, especially iron, in addition to making weapons and armor, where is so much iron needed, and what is it necessary to make weapons and armor? Two words, rebellion. As long as the word rebellion is involved, there is only one result, death, and the destruction of the nine clans. He Yang Lian can say that he did not rebel, but will others believe it? The official's ears are soft. is most afraid that someone will think about his country, what will he do?

"Hmph, Haizi has been with Yang for many years. You will not betray, you are delusional."

"Delusional? Steward Yang, why don't you want to think about it, why do you know everything about it? Why is it even clear when you poop and pee? If you weren't stupid, you shouldn't have asked such a question! ”

Boom, Yang Lian's head is about to explode, is this really the child who has betrayed him a long time ago? Thinking of this, Yang Lian's hand shook, the brush fell, and the letter on the table was dyed black, and at this time, he found that he had fallen into it deeply, and if he wanted to pull it out, it was almost impossible, and he sat in the chair dejectedly, and he smiled miserably, "You won, don't worry, Yang won't care about anything in the future." ”

Where can the man in black really rest assured, he came to Yang Lian, pinched his chin, and a poison pill had already entered his mouth, "A rotten intestine pill, if you want to live well, just be obedient, remember, safe and stable, you are still the Yang steward of Fumin Town, if you think too much, you will have nothing, rebellion, are you afraid of this crime?" Hahaha"

The man in black laughed wildly, and even a little crazy, people like Yang Lian would never dare to rebel, but he was different, he was Zhao Yougong, the son of the King of Chu, a relative of Zhezong, and he was born to rebel. No, not a rebellion, to be precise, he was just taking back what belonged to him.

is about to leave Fumin Town, Zhao Yougong came to the mansion again, the jade toad slave was dressed very decently today, and when he saw him coming, he served softly.

The quiet jade toad slave is like a begonia flower, and the wind is leisurely, leaving a place that was once lost.

Seeing each other means leaving, no matter how reluctant the jade toad slave is, she still can't keep that person, even if she tries her best, she still can't get it. If you want to love or not, you can't forget it, the most bitter thing in the world has made Jade Toad Slave catch up.

Standing on the roof of the Jinling Palace, looking at the sky full of stars and fireworks in the city. Zhao Yougong looked at the southeast from afar, clenched his fists, another year has passed, and next year will be three years of Xuanhe? Hehe, Zhao Ji, you will regret it, Da Song, and he will tremble because of him Zhao Yougong, a warrior fell, and a hero stood up.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the Jinling Royal Mansion was lit up, for everyone in the royal mansion, especially Zhao Yougong and Su Yingwen, they felt that this was the most real year in these years, and under the joy, Zhenniang also sent a lot of red envelopes to the people, in short, the second year of Xuanhe, the harvest was very rich, and everyone should be happy.

Ah Jiu held a few firecrackers, laughing so much that her teeth were exposed, and even Wang Yuyan, who had always been quiet, was a little crazy and played with the nine girls, and in the crackling sound, Wang Yuyan covered her ears and danced.

Everyone is very happy, but Qin Hongmian is an exception, after coming to Tongzhou, she knows Zhao Yougong's true identity, and when she arrives here, she can't hide it. Hehe, Zhao Yougong, the king of Jinling, the prince of Zhezong, the prince of Chu, what a noble identity? He has many women, and he has great ambitions, but Qin Hongmian doesn't understand, why can so many women in the Chu Wangfu live together harmoniously? Zhang Zhenniang, Su Yingwen, Cui Niannu, which one is not one in a million beauties?

Qin Hongmian has too many doubts, why can the women of the Chu Palace's mansion live together in peace and stability, but her Duan Lang can't? But after thinking about it for a long time, I figured it out, maybe her Duan Lang really loves Dao Baifeng the most.

The wind blows from the dream, several times the smoke Luo, spring goes to autumn, I don't know how much, people are old, their hearts are dry, year by year, can not be changed.

Zhao Yougong hugged Sakura, tightly together, the stars hung in the sky, on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, is Lady Zhu okay?

Let the wind go, thousands of miles away, in the city of Bianliang, Tokyo, every household is lit up with lights, festive and continuous, and the beautiful banks of the Bianhe River are full of laughter. This year's Spring Festival is particularly lively, although it is not the Shangyuan Festival, but on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, there are still many more lanterns on both sides of the street, and in the middle of the night, there are fireworks all over the sky. Many people were lighting bamboo cannons in front of their homes, and some female relatives mostly got together and chatted about some happy things. However, the situation of the Zhu family's mansion is a little out of tune with this lively atmosphere, Zhu Guina smiled hard, but there was always a little helplessness in his smile.

Chinese New Year's Eve, there is still no news of Zhu Fengying, Zhu Guina can't be as happy as others anyway, and like Zhu Guina, the eldest lady of the Zhu family who moved the capital did not toss in the courtyard like ordinary people, but locked herself in the boudoir. Outside the courtyard was the rumbling sound of firecrackers, but the boudoir was quiet, Zhu Lian sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror, a wooden comb, constantly grooming her cloud-like hair, fiddling with her hair, smelling the faint fragrance, with a strange smile on her face.

His Royal Highness has a lot of ideas, and the perfume is not to mention, and as far as this shampoo is concerned, no woman can refuse this temptation. After using the shampoo, my hair is no longer as boring as before, and it is much smoother. Looking at the familiar face in the mirror, Zhu Lian smiled, but then showed a little grievance, how good would it be if His Highness could stand behind him at this time?

The door was gently pushed open, and Zhilan walked in from outside, closing the door tightly, and she stood obediently on the side of the dresser. Zhu Lian listened to the movement in his ears and said with a faint smile, "How are things going?" ”

"Don't worry, the gift has been sent to the palace!"

"How is that Liu Xinyuan?"

"She didn't ask much, but the maid still had some questions, what was in the box?"

Hearing Zhilan ask like this, Zhu Lian pinched the wooden comb and giggled, and after a while, he whispered in Zhilan's puzzled eyes, "You, why don't you think about it carefully?" Will Niu Gao still send any good things to the official family? In that box, there was nothing more than some filth like human heads. ”

Zhilan spit out her fragrant tongue in some surprise, no wonder after the wooden box was delivered, the eldest lady didn't even have the heart to open it and look at it, it turned out that she had already guessed what was in the box.

The head, only the people over there dare to send this kind of thing, and I don't know what the official reaction will be after seeing the head, whether it is anger or fear?

On Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the usual rules, you must worship your ancestors, especially large families, every Chinese New Year's Eve, most of them will go to the ancestral hall of their hometown to worship a time of incense, but this year is different from previous years, the second lady of the Zhu family has no news, Zhu Guina has no intention of going home to worship the ancestors, and the eldest lady of Zhu is even less obedient to this kind of thing. After combing his hair for a while, the movement outside was much smaller, and Zhu Lian was lying on the couch, holding a thin book in his hand.

"How's going on Lord Cheshire's side? Have there been any anomalies in the past two days? ”

Zhilan peeled the orange and said with a small mouth, "Recently, we have been buying flower seeds and looking for florists, and the county lord is naturally curious, just yesterday, she asked people to go to Green Willow Village, but depending on the situation, she still didn't find anything." ”

"That's fine, but you have to keep an eye on it, our county lord is very powerful, Bianliang is not as good as the same state, this place is full of Hengwangfu's eyeliner, it's better to be careful."

"Well, the lady is at ease, the maid knows what is at stake, and she will never let the county lord notice anything" Handing the peeled orange to Zhu Lian, Zhilan remembered something again, she bowed slightly, and asked in her ear, "Lady, Luoyang's city defense map has been successful." ”

"Got it? Giggles, send it directly to His Highness, I think His Highness has been waiting for a long time! ”

Lady Zhu's smile bloomed like fireworks, intoxicating, and her eyes flashed with spiritual light, brightening the stars of Chinese New Year's Eve. (To be continued......)