"By the way, is the silver two enough?" Jing Wu suddenly remembered this and asked.

Not to mention that he almost forgot, Xiangluo frowned and sighed, "Thanks to the silver taels that Lord Wang often asks people to send, otherwise, how could the reward be so light." ”

"Yes, my father-in-law is benevolent and righteous, and I know that the people in the palace are sophisticated, and now I have just entered the palace and have not yet gained a firm foothold, so I can only honor his old man in the future......" Jing admired him almost as a father, especially in this high-walled compound, with the support of his father-in-law, he was much more at ease.

"Yes, if it weren't for Lord Wang's previous and backward efforts, how could these minions who saw money be so respectful. You see which subordinate is not three days and two ends to rub some rewards, if you give it is fine, don't say that you are not bad, if you don't give, there are ugly words in the back of the earth everywhere! "Don't look at the few days you haven't been here, Xiangluo has made the virtues of these people clear.

"We know it ourselves, but we don't dare to say it everywhere. E-Niang said, there are many rights and wrongs in the palace, we can hide. "Jing Wu is not afraid of things, she doesn't want to cause trouble, she wants to leave the best appearance in the heart of the prince.

"The slave understands."

Spread out the rice paper, dipped in pen and ink, Jing Wu wrote the word "Yongyan" back and forth, every stroke written, the heart was sweet, the smile at the corner of the mouth really melted the frost, people couldn't help but be happy when they saw it.

In winter, the cold wind is biting, even just standing under the porch, it can make you cold to the bone in a moment. At this time, the door of the study was closed, and Sibao was guarding outside, and the sound inside could not be heard at all.

"Lord Wang, now that the Lord still attaches great importance to the middle hall, at this time, Hafeng is moved, I'm afraid it's wrong, right? Besides, the master of Goya still ......, "How can Sai Chong Ah not know the prince's thoughts, but he must always be able to distinguish which is more important."

Yongyan suddenly changed color, his anger was hard to dissipate, and there was nowhere to vent his anger, "Bang! With a bang, the teacup in his hand shattered in response, and the fragments all over the ground failed to disintegrate his arrogance, and he shouted, "Ha Feng is too bold!" Dare to connive at his subordinates to kill the court officials indiscriminately! If I still shield him, I am afraid that he will become a knife to stab me at any time! ”

Sai Chong'a was all over, his scalp was numb, he had been doing things for the prince for so long, and he had never seen him get so angry, it seemed that he was really displeased.

Sai Chong A took a step forward and earnestly comforted, "Ha Fenggui is the father of the side Fujin, even if he is slightly out of line, ordinary people dare not complain. Now that he has made such a murder case, and he has been accused of being sent to the General Political Envoy, it is indeed a bit tricky. However, He Zhongtang has already pressed this matter, and presumably there will not be too much trouble for a while. ”

Sai Chong's words really pierced Yongyan's heart like a stinger, making him unbearable but had to endure it.

"I really can't figure out why Huang Ama is such a transparent and virtuous person who attaches so much importance to Heshen? He and Shen, that is, a moth who will only blindly please the emperor Amma, among the hundred officials in the Qing court, his lackeys and henchmen are indispensable. Being a traitor and committing fraud, which one of them does he not touch? Now they want to curry favor with Hafeng, it's really hateful and hateful! Angry to the atmosphere, but he had to obey Huang Ama's arrangement after all, and when he thought of He Shen's face and helping him, Yongyan was angry.

"Hezhongtang is hateful, but Long live the Lord takes a fancy to him! Besides, the tenth princess, who has been favored since childhood, married Fengshen Yinde again-the prince should relax first......" Sai Chong's secret accent woke up the dreamer with a word.

Yes, he only cares about headaches and Shen, how can he forget the tenth princess Qingwei, that is Huang Ama's favorite daughter, and even surpasses the ancestral Princess Gulun, the degree of favor can be seen. Although I like this sister very much, it's just ......

"The prince doesn't have to be in a hurry, the lower officials must have secretly reminded Ha Feng and asked him to restrain himself in the future...... "How to say it's also my father-in-law, Yongyan always wants to leave this thin noodles for Hafeng, and at this time I put it mildly."

Sai Chong saw Yongyan's helpless boredom and retreated first.

Yongyan stroked his forehead and sighed, only to feel that his temples hurt badly.

Aunt Hu Zheng came in lightly, looked at the fragments, didn't say anything, and picked them up little by little.

"Hiss~~" The tea slice was sharp, and Aunt Hu Zheng didn't pay attention to cutting her hand.

Yongyan Shi raised his head and saw Hu Zheng, his eyes were deep, and his eyes flowed, as if something was running between them, sometimes he felt far away, sometimes he felt near......

Yongyan pressed the edge of the table and was about to get up to ask, but Aunt Hu Zheng hurriedly said, "The slave is clumsy and has disturbed the prince!" ”

Looking at the lying kite, Yongyan Shengsheng suppressed his worries, "Are you okay?" ”

"If you have Lord Lao worried, it's okay." Hu Zheng's expression was indifferent, and his shallow smile seemed to be separated by a veil, and he didn't see it real at all.

"Get up! It's okay~" After confirming that it was okay, Yongyan closed his eyes again and fell into deep thought.

In the midst of the squirting, the familiar taste gradually enters the nose.

Yongyan didn't open his eyes and didn't speak.

The soft tips of the fingers press gently on the temples, with no light or heavy pressure.

Is it a personal maid......

"The prince seems to have something to worry about?" The sound of the zither came into the ears, although the sound was not heavy, but it made people feel much more down-to-earth, obviously just asking.

"Did you hear that?" Yongyan's deep voice dispersed, and there was a sense of helplessness that he couldn't grasp it.

"Slaves and maids only serve their masters, and their ears and eyes exist to serve their masters. If you can share the worries of the prince, it is also the honor of the slave and maid. "Hu Zheng really can't even speak so measuredly.

Yongyan's eyes were closed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Long.

I could only hear a low whimper coming from outside the door, and Yongyan frowned lazily, "What sound?" ”

A maid hurriedly went out to check, and Fang went back to the house to say, "Lord Wang, there is a cat outside, I heard that a while ago, the kitten fell into the ditch and drowned. ”

Yongyan sneered and said, "It seems that the sentence that the son is not the godfather's fault is also suitable for animals." ”

In the night, how warm my heart is soaked in water. The slightest coolness is refreshing, and it makes it more and more difficult to sleep.

Yongyan locked himself in the study and did not allow others to enter. The shadow cast on the window looked so haggard, desolate and miserable......

Hu Zheng looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and always felt that there was a layer of water mist to obscure it, swaying in the fog, and breaking tricks, just like the lonely and cold sky that year......

went back to the room and put on a long black windbreaker, and walked towards the lonely long street by moonlight......