Lu Zhu and Chun Tao naturally didn't believe Jia Yidao's words, and after telling the master crisply, they hurriedly chased Xu Ruoxi, who was embarrassed and left the table. It's just that everything that happened today made the two of them feel a little dreamlike until they walked out of the main hall.

The old man not only has amnesia, but also seems to be a different person, if the old man saw today's situation in the past, there is no doubt about the consequences; As for Miss's performance today, it makes the two of them feel that Miss is also sick? If you didn't say that you would eat at the same table with the master in the past, you would walk around when you meet, but today the young lady seems to be acquiescing to the old man using the chopsticks she used.

What's going on? Miss has never been sick.

Could it be that the young lady has really made a secret promise to the old man so quickly?

Thinking of this, the two daughters of Luzhu and Chun Tao suddenly felt that they were too smart. Then, Chun Tao began to complain that Luzhu didn't understand the taste, and disturbed the Yaxing between the young lady and the uncle, and Luzhu hung his little head, and blamed himself even more.

"Ah, Sister Chuntao, I have a way." Lu Zhu, who had spent all the way in self-blame, suddenly lit up when he was about to arrive at Xu Ruoxi's room, and shouted in a coquettish voice.

"What's the solution? What's the solution? ”

"That's ......," Green Bamboo leaned over Chun Tao's ear and whispered to bite her ear.

"This ...... Miss won't blame us, will she? Chun Tao looked at the green bamboo and looked left and right like a thief, saying that he was extremely hesitant, but his eyes were eager to try.

Lu Zhu looked at Chun Tao, who pretended to be harmless to humans and animals, pursed his lips disdainfully, and glanced at Chun Tao and ignored her.

The two grew up together since childhood, and they can be said to know each other well. Luzhu is very familiar with this sister who is only a few months older than herself, and she has always been a good baby on the surface, but once she encounters something she is interested in, two small horns will immediately grow on her head and turn into a demon.

"Hee-hee, people are just a little worried about pinching, so that's it. Hey, could it be that you are more anxious than Miss? Chun Tao looked at Luzhu with a smile, looking up and down at Luzhu with a suspicious expression.

"You're even more anxious than Miss! See if I don't scratch you to death today. Chun Tao's headless words, Lu Zhu's heart was like a mirror, his face turned red when he heard the words, and then he said angrily and went to scratch Chun Tao's ribs.

"Hee-hee, could it be that my sister said that I was hit? Sure enough, it was Sichun who pinched it. Chun Tao did not show weakness and scratched back to the ribs of the green bamboo, and the small mouth did not stop, and continued to tease the green bamboo.

Both of them are Xu Ruoxi's personal maids and Xu Ruoxi's wedding maids. In the Great Song Dynasty, when it was normal for men to have three wives and four concubines, in order to maintain the status of the eldest woman, the marrying maid was actually a maid in the room, and she was the concubine brought by the eldest woman to her father-in-law, so as not to let her man go out of the way to mess with flowers, right?

Therefore, as long as Xu Ruoxi and Jia Nidao really have a round house, then the two of them will eventually have and must have the day to accompany Jia Nidao. For this, both Luzhu and Chun Tao are clear in their hearts, from the day they became Xu Ruoxi's personal maids, it was already a fateful thing, whether they liked their master's man or not, their fate was already doomed.

In the corridor of Jiafu, the two women, who were not to be outdone by each other, suddenly frolicked together.

……

"Peach Blossom is ashamed to die ruthlessly, grateful to the east wind. Blowing off the delicate red, flying into the idle window with chagrin. Who pities the hard work Dongyang is thin, but also for the spring. Not as good as Hibiscus, a cold place. ”

"Is this really a poem made by the master at the poetry meeting?"

"What? Do you dare to doubt that Childe can't make such a poem? ”

"No, no, Jia is in charge, it's just that this poem sounds really good even to an illiterate person like me. That's why I asked. ”

"Hmph, even if you are good at attracting the wind, who is my son-in-law? Look at the champions, lists, and tanhua in the Seyuan Poetry Club, all of them were so frightened by the son that they didn't dare to say anything, you people, you can be born in my Jia Mansion and accumulate virtue in your last life. ”

"Yes, yes, Steward Jia, tell us about it again."

"Lao Wang, your craftsmanship is a word, praise."

"Steward Xie Jia complimented, Lao Wang will go and get two more side dishes for Steward Jia."

"Ha Luha, that relationship is good, I'll wait for you Lao Wang."

In the corner of Jiafu, Jia Quan'er, who had been terrified all the way, finally regained his spirit again, and spat in the kitchen to the cook and the subordinates about everything he had encountered today.

……

Imperial City, Qinzheng Palace, Zhao Yun sat on the throne of the Nine Dragons, and all the important ministers and nobles of the Song Dynasty in the main hall gathered. In the middle of the main hall, a civil official and a military general were prostrate on the ground, and they didn't dare to move.

The whole hall can be heard of needle dropping.

"Lin'an Mansion, can today's things be eyebrow-raising now? Have you ever found any trace of the Assassins? Zhao Yun's cold voice came, making all the important ministers tremble in their hearts.

Zhao Yun is still an extremely personable emperor in general. In the first few years of his ascension to the throne, the government was decided by Shi Miyuan, and Zhao Yun basically didn't ask. After Shi Miyuan's death, Zhao Yun only began to be in power, perhaps because of his background, it was rare to see Zhao Yun angry in the court, let alone watching the two important ministers prostrate on the ground and be indifferent.

In the impression of a group of old ministers, the only time Zhao Yun was angry in the past ten years was when Duanping entered the Luo army, and that time Zhao Yun's thunder was angry, which made Zheng Qingzhi, who was then the prime minister of Zuo, and Zhenghu rising, who was about to become a new generation of leading figures of the Shi family, made Shi Songzhi gloomy.

And this time Zhao Yun was so thunderous and angry, naturally for the assassination of Meng Hui that happened on the royal street of Lin'an City during the day.

In broad daylight and in full view of everyone, in Lin'an City, and on the royal street only a few miles away from the imperial city, what kind of audacity should it be to openly assassinate the commander of the border pass who was an important minister of the DPRK and the central government who had returned to Beijing to do business?

In the more than 200 years since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, it is not that there are no courtiers who have not been assassinated, but there has never been a matter of assassinating court officials in the streets of the capital. This is on the edge of the root of the imperial city, this is a naked slap in the face of the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, or directly looking at the hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops stationed in Lin'an City as nothing, despising or even ignoring the entire Great Song Dynasty.

How could Zhao Yun not be angry? Not to mention, what Meng Heng means to the current Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Yun knows better than anyone else.

"Back to the Holy Place, the gates of Lin'an City are all closed, and now the Lin'an Mansion is searching for the whereabouts of the assassins throughout the city......"

"I asked you if you had found any traces of the thief!"

When Zhao Yun heard Yu Tianxi's words, his face sank like water, and he interrupted in a cold voice.