Bai Qingqing came to the Nanrong Palace.

"Xiao Jiu, even if you don't come, I'm going to look for you," Nan Rong Chunhua poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him.

"Seventh brother, I haven't seen ...... for a long time" Bai Qingqing wanted to speak and stopped.

"I also know that you are deliberately avoiding me." Nanrong Chunhua took a sip of tea, "You taste this pear blossom fall, the last time the high girl drank it......"

Nan Rongchunhua couldn't help mentioning Gao Lan, only then did she feel a little inappropriate, and looked at Bai Qingqing in a daze.

"Brother Qi is very familiar with this Gao Lan?" Bai Qingqing also picked up the apricot leaf yellow tea in front of him and looked at it for a moment.

Nan Rongchunhua said: "Ao, it was the emperor who asked me to teach her the art of opera, that's right-"

Bai Qingqing seemed to have something to say, and asked with low eyebrows, "What does Seventh Brother think of this Gao Lan girl?" ”

The corners of Nan Rongchunhua's mouth trembled slightly, and her face instantly rose with a hint of warmth: "Stunning beauty, unrestrained and smart, not an ordinary woman." ”

Bai Qingqing's words were sharp and sonorous: "It's the first time I've heard a woman who can make Seventh Brother comment like this, and it can be seen that Seventh Brother is very fond of her." ”

"I ......" Nan Rong Chunhua was dumbfounded.

Bai Qingqing put down the teacup, got up and paced: "Seventh brother, have you ever thought that you have a marriage contract with the young lady of the Murong family...... In the future, if you and Gao Lan have results, how will you take her to be a side blessing? ”

Such a statement was as shocking as five thunders for Nanrong Chunhua. Obviously, he never thought so much.

Bai Qingqing saw the shock on his face and sneered: "It seems that Seventh Brother has never thought about this, so maybe I was too worried." But there is one more thing, I have always wanted to ask Brother Qi, is it your handiwork about Gao Lan being sent to the palace? ”

Nan Rong Chunhua didn't speak, and he didn't think that it wouldn't be long before he regretted what he had done.

How proud I was at the beginning, and how much I regret it now......

There is no need to wait for him to answer, Bai Qingqing already understood, so he said: "Seventh brother, creation makes people, I know that Seventh Brother is thoughtful and calculating, just don't harm others, otherwise don't blame me for ignoring brotherhood." ”

After speaking, Bai Qingqing left angrily.

Seeing that Nan Rongchunhua had not moved for a long time, Zi Su walked forward and asked, "Young Master......"

Nan Rong Chunhua slowly raised her head at this time: "Xiao Jiu, what he said is right, I personally sent Gao Lan into the palace and gave it to Zhao Linyuan." ”

After speaking, he picked up the teacup next to him, held it in his hand, and pressed hard, hard until the fragments pierced into the flesh and blood oozed out from his fingers.

Shisu panicked: "Young master......"

"Xiao Jiu's sudden reminder really made me feel empowered, I really like that girl......" Nan Rong Chunhua thought about it instead, "But how should this Murong Peony be handled......"

Seeing that he hesitated, Zi Su hurriedly persuaded him: "Young Master, our great cause must not be without Murong Mansion, and Murong Peony's marriage contract cannot be destroyed." Otherwise, our years of planning will be ruined. ”

"Alright, stop talking!" Nanrong Chunhua frowned, sighed slightly, and looked pale, "How about letting you go to Yuehua Villa?" ”

Zi Su said: "Back to the young master, it has been done, and the third dead butterfly has been arranged for Song Qiuye, Jing Yao, and the wedding will be made soon!" ”

"Then Song Qiuye agreed?" Southern Song Dynasty Chunhua was a little puzzled.

"At first, I strongly objected, but when I said that Gao Lan was in the palace...... He agreed, saying that we must ensure Gao Lan's safety. After Zisu finished speaking, he glanced at Nanrong Chunhua.

He snorted lightly, and suddenly said a little naïvely: "The person that this king likes will take care of himself, what is it if he wants to sacrifice himself!" ”

Zi Su was surprised, and said for a while: "However, this time I am really fortunate to have Gao Lan's secret weapon, otherwise, Song Qiuye would not be so firmly in our hands!" ”

"Weapons? Who told you she was a weapon! Nan Rong Chunhua's eyes were blazing, and she said slightly angrily, "Don't talk about her like that in the future!" ”

"Yes! Master...... Although Miss Gao Lan is good, compared to our great cause, I still hope that the young master ......" Zi Su felt a little arrogant and didn't dare to continue.

Nan Rong Chunhua raised her hand, her voice was a little tired: "You go down." ”

"Your Majesty, I've seen this excerpt almost over, it's time to take a break, or go for a walk in the back garden." Gonggong Ding saw that the emperor's face was full of worry.

"Alas, this Zhujiang drought, the resettlement of tens of thousands of victims, I am worried that those local officials will withhold the disaster relief funds layer by layer, and in the end, there is not much left for the victims, who will be sent?"

"Hehe, this harem miscellaneous family can still help the emperor share his worries, this court affairs are ......," Ding Quanle said.

The emperor glanced up at him: "Father-in-law Ding, don't be modest, I know all the things in your stomach, I often heard my father say that you are still his enlightenment teacher!" ”

"Oh, Your Majesty, you are an old slave." Ding Quan's color is tense.

The emperor put down the chapter: "Okay, you just say it directly, I know that you have an idea in your stomach." ”

Ding Quan straightened his waist slightly: "Then the old slave will talk about his humble opinion, now that the Nine Princes have returned, he is often in the rivers and lakes, he should know more about the people's livelihood than ordinary Beijing officials, and he also knows how to deal with some situations among the people, not to mention that he has the status of a prince, and he can suppress those local officials more than anyone else, which is the most suitable." ”

After hearing this, the emperor smiled: "Ding Quan, you are really my treasure." ”

"Hehe, the old slave just guessed the emperor's thoughts." Ding Quan chuckled.

Nine Kings' Mansion.

As soon as Bai Qingqing came back, he said excitedly: "Brother Mo, Brother Huang wants to send me to Zhujiang for disaster relief, and you will have to worry more about Gao Lan's side." ”

Mo Shaozhi asked, "Why did the emperor suddenly send you?" Haven't you always ignored the government? ”

Bai Qingqing said seriously: "The imperial brother told me about the pros and cons, I think it is related to the people's livelihood, I should go here and send this disaster relief money to the victims in its original form." ”

Mo Shaozhi thought for a while: "The emperor is really wise, there is indeed no one more suitable than you in this matter, not only can you suppress officials as a prince, but you also mingle with the people all the year round and understand the people's livelihood and hardships than ordinary ministers of the DPRK and China, it is a blessing for the people to have such a wise emperor." ”

Bai Qingqing smiled knowingly: "Brother Huang, it is indeed more suitable than me!" ”

Wen Kite Pavilion.

"Niangniang, the emperor appointed the ninth prince as the minister of the Qin Mission, and went to Zhujiang to preside over disaster relief matters." Cui'e was helping Concubine Qin arrange her hairpin, muttering non-stop.

He ...... Will you come and say goodbye to me? Concubine Qin's face was full of anticipation.

"Yes, yes, the Nine Princes will definitely come back." Cui'e said happily.

Early in the morning, Concubine Qin sent someone to visit at the door, but no one came.

The needle that was being embroidered suddenly stuck in the finger: "Ah." ”

Blood poured out.