The next morning, everything was the same.

Jin Yu and Caidie led the dancing girls and came to the stage early. What was strange to the two of them was that Xiao Shi, who arrived earlier than them on weekdays, did not appear, but they were only curious in their hearts, after all, they didn't dare to ask about the matter of Gongzi and Zhao's shopkeeper.

At first, they were reluctant to come here, although they called it a sword dance workshop to the outside world, but the status of the dancing girl was low, and it was inevitable that they would not fall into the red dust. So originally, they only hoped to be able to go to a big family and be a slave and maid, and they were satisfied.

After coming to the Sword Dance Workshop, they gradually fell in love with it. Although sometimes Childe is more demanding, other aspects are excellent, especially in terms of wages, they have never seen so much money before.

Ying Xuan was woken up by fencing and cheers. Although he lived on the second floor, the room was directly facing the door, and he thought that this position overlooked the entire Sword Dance Workshop, which made his heart feel at ease.

He quickly put on his clothes, washed up, and leaned on the railing, looking down on everyone in the place.

The dancers were dancing their swords on the stage with big smiles on their faces, and they didn't know that even if he died, it would just be a change of boss for them.

For their performance, Ying Xuan is still satisfied. Their swordsmanship looked more and more like the same thing, and it was all the work of the drunkard. And their smiles are becoming more and more natural, smiling toothlessly, with a smiling stewardess-like smile in their eyes, but he personally asked for it.

At this moment, Zhao Changxun hurriedly walked over. "Young master, they're coming!"

Ying Xuan was puzzled, and was startled by Zhao Changxun, but asked lightly, "Who is here?" ”

Zhao Changxun covered his mouth with his hand, attached it to Ying Xuan's ear, and whispered the names of the two people, he believed that the young master would definitely be very happy when he heard it, because the young master had been in front of him many times.

"They're coming together?" Ying Xuan clenched his fists, if he could make friends with these two, not to mention the urgent need in front of him, he wouldn't have to worry about it in the next few decades.

Zhao Changxun frowned slightly, and said, "There are four of them in total, and one of them ......"

"Four people? Who is there a person, what are you doing, say it quickly? ”

"Huling Marquis Lu Lu." Zhao Changxun said carefully.

"Him!"

Ying Xuan thought to himself: I really said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, he only mentioned him yesterday, and he came today. But shouldn't Chen Ping and Zhou Bo be mortal enemies with him, how could they have fun with him?

The original plan to get acquainted with him directly could only be reluctantly canceled, Lu Lu was present, not to mention, there was another person, the one who could sit at the table with the other three would not be idle people, who would it be?

Moments later.

Ying Xuan took Zhang Jing, turned into a customer, and sat down next to the four of them. In his heart, he regarded Lu Lu and even the Lu family as imaginary enemies, and Chen Ping and Zhou Bo as allies, but he didn't know whether this idea was right or wrong, so he just took this opportunity to get to know the four of them up close.

"Junhou, I toast you!" Chen Ping picked up the wine and said with a smile at Lu Lu.

"Chen Xiang is too polite, how can Lu afford it." Lu Lu said this, but he still drank the wine in the cup happily.

Zhou Bo chewed the meat and deliberately stayed away from Chen Ping, his eyes full of disdain.

Judging his body straightened up, raised his cup and said to Zhou Bo: "Captain Zhou, I also toast you." ”

Zhou Bo didn't raise his eyes, and refused: "The interrogation is really tormenting the old man, Zhou can't afford it, I have a throat disease today, and I can't drink." As soon as he finished speaking, he shoved a large piece of meat into his mouth, and ate with pleasure.

Chen Ping poked him with his elbow, then raised his cup and said, "Interrogator, Chen will have a drink with you." With that, he raised his head and drank a fine drink.

Judging his face at this time was red and white for a while, and he took a small sip casually, and then put the quilt on the table, and there was already a fire in his heart:

Zhou Bo, Zhou Bo, do you think that when Gao Zu was alive, he called you Taiwei Zhou, which was worthy of you! As a lieutenant, can you enter the camp of the North and South Army? It's all come to this point, it's still so unbelievable, sooner or later, one day, I will avenge today!

Chen Ping let out a long sigh and drank to himself. Zhou Bo heard that the sword dance here was better than other places, so he specially dragged him here to drink and watch the sword, but he didn't expect to meet Lu Lu and Jian Shiqi on the street.

He knew that Zhou Bo had a stinky temper, and he might deliberately embarrass Lu Lu and the two of them. Sure enough, it's not time for a stiff fight!

Zhou Bo was secretly happy in his heart when he saw his angry appearance, this was the effect he wanted. However, Chen Ping's worried look made him a little unhappy, and he thought: This Chen Ping is too timid, why should he be afraid of them, isn't it just a group of chaotic ministers and thieves!

After thinking about it, he ignored the other three, pulled off a pig's trotter, ate it in a big gulp, and cheered for the performance on the stage from time to time.

Ying Xuan asked Zhang Jing to pour a glass of wine, took a sip of his own, shook his head with a smile, and faced the four people who had ghosts, he still had a lot to learn.

He quietly left his seat, got up and went back to the second floor, and found Zhao Changxun as soon as possible.

"Who are the judges of their mouths?" Ying Xuan knew very well that the prime minister at this time must be Chen Ping, and the conversation between the four of them just now just confirmed this.

Zhao Changxun glanced at the audience and replied respectfully: "This person is called the judge of the emperor, and he is the left minister, although his status is below the right minister Chen Ping, he holds the real power, and Chen Ping is a virtual figure." Just because ......"

Ying Xuan knew that Zhang Jing was behind her, it seemed that Zhao Changxun meant that she didn't want Zhang Jing to know, but she didn't let Zhang Jing go down. In his heart, Zhang Jing can definitely be regarded as his first confidant, and he doesn't need to hide anything from her.

"Say whatever you want, don't have any scruples!"

Although Zhao Changxun was a little reluctant, he couldn't go against the young master's will, so he had to continue: "It is rumored that he is the male favorite of Empress Lu today, so he is deeply trusted by Empress Lu, and all matters in the court and China are in his hands. ”

"Ahem, Jing'er, you better go down first!"

For male favorites since ancient times, the most famous in the Western Han Dynasty was Chang Yu, who was originally a man dedicated by Lü Buwei to Zhao Ji, and later got the favor of the queen mother. The famous male favorites of later generations are probably the men of the first generation of Empress Wu Zetian.

"From this point of view, many people should be dissatisfied with the trial of the diet." Ying Xuan analyzed.

"It's not just about judging him, but those old ministers who followed Liu Bang are also dissatisfied with the Lu family, especially that Zhou Bo, who usually spreads this kind of remarks against the Lu family."

"What about Chen Ping, what is his attitude?"

Zhao Changxun hesitated for a while and said: "He, it's hard to say, he doesn't say anything to Empress Lu, and he doesn't care about the affairs of the court, so he lets him monopolize the government." ”

Ying Xuan shook his head, disapproving.

This is Chen Ping's cleverness, if he doesn't keep his light and keep his edge, how can he have the later merit of destroying the Lu family?