The hall was silent for a while, and Princess Nanhuai's face was pale.

Hearing that Zhongshu is a daughter, there is nothing wrong with calling Miss Miss, but Miss bit the word and said it with a playful smile, which is disrespectful.

The emperor in the hall was napping sullenly, and he was a little interested when he heard this.

"Since King Yu mentioned it, how about you immediately chant a poem when you hear Zhongshu."

Hearing this, Zhongshu got up, and the emperor in the court made a slight gesture: "The grass people obey the order." ”

"It's too boring to compose poems alone, I heard that Miss Zhong Shu is proficient in piano skills, so it is better for Zhong Shu to play music, teach Ruan Zhu to dance, and Miss Zhong Shu to dance with Ruan Zhu to compose a poem."

When King Yu's words fell, there was an uproar below, and many people echoed each other's ears, and many people echoed and praised.

"The first prostitute in Da Zhou and the first female genius in Da Zhou, heh, it's hard to think of these color embryos, if I heard Zhongshu, Lao Tzu would flip the old prince's table on the spot, pour him a sip of sobering soup, and let him sober up." Nanqiang lowered his voice and dragged out.

"I can't stand this humiliation, so I can't talk about ambition." Huaiqing's eyes tightened.

Hearing this, Zhongshu stood in place, and Princess Nanhuai on the side suddenly smiled and said, "Prince Yu is drunk from eating." ”

King Yu's face suddenly became angry, and he looked at Song Qingluan and snorted coldly: "This king is not drunk!" ”

"That's drunk." Song Qingluan still smiled and continued: "This drunk person often says that he is not drunk, if he is not drunk, how can a good person make such an unreasonable request, Mr. Wenren is a woman, and he has not left the cabinet, how can he play the piano and music in public, this has been spread, isn't it that he is scolded behind his back Mr. is no different from a woman in a green house." ”

Only then did everyone notice this princess Huainan who had been quiet for a long time, and the king of Huainan had a solemn face and was silent.

King Yu's face was flushed, and he stood up angrily: "A mere woman, you dare to slander and insult the emperor in front of the emperor!" ”

"This concubine just explained that if Mr. plays the piano in public, how can he slander the prince. If the prince didn't mean this, he naturally felt that what the concubine said was reasonable. ”

Nanqiang gasped, her mother has been generous all her life, in Nanqiang's memory, her mother has never quarreled with others, when did she become so eloquent.

"The women of Huainan Wangfu are really ruthless." Huaiqing muttered in a low voice.

"Presumptuous!" King Yu pointed at Song Qingluan and scolded.

King Huainan sat upright and said to King Yu, who was red-eared: "My wife has always been straightforward, but there is no offense, my wife is weak and timid, and I ask King Yu not to scare my wife." ”

Nanqiang nodded, he was indeed weak and timid. At this time, she often fell ill twice every three days, and her body bones were worse than her old grandmother's, but whenever she caused a little trouble, she was afraid of this, that, her mother-in-law, her husband, and her children, and she was worried every day.

Suddenly, there was silence in the hall, and the emperor was slightly bored.

"Okay, what King Yu mentioned, it's really unreasonable, if King Yu wants to listen to the music of the piano, Ming'er will go to Jiwangfu for the next post, and listen to enough. It's not too early at this hour, I will go back to the palace to rest first, and you Aiqing will have a good time. ”

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"The women in the house have never been tamed, and I don't know why the king of Nanhuai ordered millions of soldiers." King Yu raised his brows and widened his eyes angrily.

The king of Nanhuai pressed his hand on the back of Song Qingluan's hand: "What is the intention of King Yu's words, this king guards the frontier all the year round, loyal to His Majesty, and the millions of soldiers in the Great Zhou Dynasty only listen to His Majesty's orders. ”

King Yu's face was gloomy: "If King Nanhuai has no ghost in his heart, and the emperor is not here, King Nanhuai is so anxious to show his loyalty to anyone." ”

"The king of Yu said that the king is anxious to show his loyalty, and the king is in the heart of His Majesty, and the king often remembers it in his heart and does not dare to forget it.

King Nanhuai got up, and Song Qingluan followed closely behind, pulling the hoofs with one hand.

"Everyone, this king will retire first."

King Yu got up, held the wine glass in his hand and said loudly: "King Nanhuai has not been allowed to enter Beijing for a year and a half, and now it is not easy to enjoy the joy of family!" ”

King Nanhuai brushed his sleeves away, and looked back at King Yu, who was full of scruffy beard and ruddy face, and looked at a small palace maid when he turned around.

After the king of Nanhuai left, the king of Yu scolded in a low voice: "Stubborn, thatched stones!" ”

The people below looked at each other, and the table was silent for a while.

When the people are fixed, the people on both sides of the river bank are becoming scarcer, the shouts come and go, and the gongs and drums are faintly clanging.

Nanqiang lowered his head and walked in the corridor, a light breeze blew, and Nanqiang smelled a fragrance of his daughter's body.

Nanqiang raised his head and saw a woman with a phoenix hairpin in a bun and a crimson tulle dress sitting on the step, and went away under the support of all the palace maids.

Huaiqing on the side lowered his head and hit Nanqiang hard, Nanqiang looked at the woman without hesitation, until the woman was carried off the ladder.

Nanqiang stretched out his hand, picked up the aroma, and indulged in the smell of fat powder permeating his nose: "This daughter is fragrant, ecstasy." ”

"That is the unique white orchid jade fragrance of Tiansheng Country, which is an offering for the royal nobles."

Nanqiang's pupils dilated: "She...... She's ......"

Huaiqing hit Nanqiang's finger that was pointing at him.

"I bumped into the concubine taking a bath in the room, and it was her!"

Huaiqing rolled his eyes: "That's not the emperor's concubine, that's the princess born to the queen mother." ”

Nan Qiang opened a pair of peach blossom eyes in surprise: "Princess? ”

.

Nanqiang seemed to be thoughtful and nodded: "It turned out to be a princess, no wonder this slippery and slippery, petite and tender ......"

Nanqiang visited the incense wind sideburns and entered the Fengluan sedan chair.

Nanqiang watched King Yu come out of the hall drunk and smoked, and Nanqiang stood there calmly, his eyes like a falcon.

In a trance, Huai Qing said coldly: "That's Lord Yu, such a big man, he can't move." ”

Nanqiang said on the side: "Got it." ”

Huaiqing continued: "Did you see that one? That is the guard of King Yu, and the people of the rivers and lakes call the foot of the slope seven. This person has made a lot of effort, and he ranks twentieth on the list of people of the year. ”

"It's only twenty."

"Yes, just twenty, just your three-legged cat kung fu is not enough for people to loosen their muscles." Huaiqing pulled Nanqiang and responded perfunctorily.

Nagamori North Street, the most prosperous place in Kyoto.

Pass through the end of the bustling street and turn into the dark alley.

King Yu was drunk and smoked, and there was a sound of beauty and coquettishness in the incense car and BMW, and the man laughed wantonly.

Nanqiang and Huaiqing lay on the wall, and Nanqiang whispered to Huaiqing: "Wait a while, you attract him, and I'll beat that old pervert." ”

Huaiqing pulled back Nanqiang: "That's lame seven, I'll beat the old pervert, you go and attract lame seven." ”

"Then what if, you, the stinky Taoist priest, didn't beat up the old pervert and escaped halfway, wouldn't I be busy with a bamboo basket for nothing?"

Huai Qing's heart was empty, and he hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and stomped: "I didn't beat him, Ming'er, you can beat me!" ”

King Yu's carriage suddenly neighed, the horse's hooves raised, and the carriage shook.

"Lord, there are assassins." Lame Seven drew his sword, and there was silence all around.

The scabbard was drawn, and the sword scabbard in the hands of the lame seven generals rushed like the wind and disappeared into the darkness.

Nanqiang took the scabbard, soared into the air, and flew the scabbard towards Lame Seven.

Huaiqing shrank in the corner for a long time, reached into his arms and took it out for a long time.

Huaiqing took out a packet of powder, got up and jumped, the soles of his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground.

King Yu's carriage stopped halfway, and eight guards around the carriage drew their swords and watched vigilantly.

Throughout the road, the voice of King Yu teasing the woman in the car echoed in the alley.

Huaiqing stood at the tuyere, scattered the powder, and the guards outside the carriage poured a piece in an instant.

Huaiqing opened the curtain of the carriage, and in the carriage, King Yu held a beautiful and beautiful woman in his left hand, and a beautiful woman in his right hand, and his bearded face rubbed hard against his face full of rouge powder.

"Lord Wang, look at the slave family here, it's so sour......"

"Let me rub ......"

King Yu was about to stretch out his hand, and with an exclamation, King Yu looked at the man with a cloth on his face, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his head.

"Ahh

Before King Yu could see what Huaiqing had taken out of his arms, his eyes turned white and he fell into the carriage.

The two singers in the carriage shrank in the carriage and shivered, and Huaiqing then limped out of the carriage.

Nanqiang penetrated into the woods, and the foot of the slope caught up in less than half a cup of tea.

Nanqiang gritted his teeth, a shadow behind him, and as soon as Nanqiang bent down and the knife flew from behind, Nanqiang's raised hair broke with the wind.

Nanqiang drew out the short sword, pulled out the scabbard and rushed sharply, the sword light and sword shadow, and Nanqiang lost the upper hand with one move.

"What are you chasing me all the way to, you dead cripple."

Lame Seven approached Nanqiang step by step, and the long sword scraped on the ground.

Nanqiang looked at Lame Seven, and in the dark light, Nanqiang saw the white eyeballs of Lame Seven.

"Not lame, blind?" Nanqiang didn't care at all about the lame seven who got closer and closer.

Nanqiang took a few steps back, pulled out the long whip in his arms, and raised the long whip with all his might.

Lame Seven held the long whip in one hand, and the wind brought by the long whip only blew the messy hair of Lame Qi.

"Tiger Whip?"

Nanqiang exerted his strength, lame and did not move.

Tiger Whip? Where's the bullshit and the tiger whip?! Such a vulgar name as the Tiger Whip is also worthy of her identity?!

"Phew! Lao Tzu's ......" Nanqiang racked his brains and didn't come up with a well-known name.

"What kind of whip do you care about Lao Tzu, and it is the one who takes your dog's life!"

"Let's go." Lame Seven let go of his whip, turned and jumped away.

Nanqiang withdrew the long whip, and the palm of his hand had already shed a layer of skin.

"It's not a cripple, it's called a lame seven!"

Nanqiang returned to the inn, and Bai Zhi brought a basin of washing water with a resentful face.

After waiting at the bridge all night, worrying all night, her young lady went back to her own well.

Nanqiang reached into the basin and washed his hands, snorting.

Bai Zhi noticed the clues, and when she saw Nan Qiang's hand injury, her resentment disappeared in her heart.

Huaiqing came in limp from outside the door, and saw Nanqiang with all beards and tails, and his face was not red or swollen.

Huaiqing dragged his lame leg and stepped forward: "You, you, you...... You can actually get rid of the lame seven, that's the top 20 person on the Jianghu Billboard. ”

Bai Zhi's face turned pale, and she was startled just by hearing the title.

Huaiqing looked at Nan Qiang's palm, Nan Qiang poured Jinchuang medicine powder himself, and looked at Huaiqing with a blank face.

"What about the old color embryo of King Yu?"

Huaiqing sat on the stool: "I poured a packet of itchy powder on him, this itchy powder is the treasure of the poor town." ”

"You just sprinkled a packet of torn powder on him?"

Nanqiang hung these hands, and his eyes couldn't wait to swallow Huaiqing.

Huaiqing took out a packet of powder from his arms and let Nanqiang reach out and check it.

Nanqiang touched between his fingers, and it was like a thousand ants biting between his fingers, itching and sore.