Chapter Ninety-One: Where Did the Flying Vinegar Come From?

Contradiction between two women.

"Yes," Ming Chen thought about it but didn't see a little anxious look, on the contrary, it was as if he was looking funny, "It's time for us Lord Qin to choose one of the two." ”

Qin Zheng has a high position and talent, so naturally the girls in Man Shengjing are eager to marry him.

"Lord Qin is a subordinate of King Jin, and the Qin family is deeply favored by King Jin, if he marries Princess Mingyue, King Jin will be like a tiger." The little eunuch's analysis was Dao, and his eyes were rolling like a rat with a cat's waist.

"Mingyi hasn't been to the Qin Mansion," Mingchen's understanding of Shengjing City is no less than that of King Jin and Ren Zaifu, who hasn't planted a few eyeliners in this huge center to pay attention to all the actions of the opponent, don't look at the emperor Lao Tzu and the old god, but the hundred cheeses in private are not turning over the river and the sea, "See, Qin Zheng is a hard bone, capable and arrogant." ”

The more you push him, the more he lowers his eyebrows and submits his head, the more ingrained the rebellion in his bones becomes.

Lord Qin's knees can bend down for money and power, but if you tie him and press his head to the ground, I'm afraid you will lose both.

The little eunuch bared his teeth: "But I'm afraid the princess won't be able to hold it." "When the time comes, it's a big problem, how about the chickens and dogs.

"Let her make trouble, let her be angry," Mingchen raised his head and smiled slightly, the smile was gentle and benevolent, but there was a murderous motive hidden in the corner of his eye, "This palace is about to leave Beijing, and it is too peaceful in Shengjing City, which is not a good sign for this palace." ”

It is to make Mingyue impatient, that is, to make Qin Zheng unbearable, what is a good calculation for Ming Zheng with ten fingers in both hands, he is clear in the East Palace, Mingyue is a big tree in the inner garden of this harem, and it makes no sense to easily become a means for King Jin to win people's hearts.

The little eunuch opened his mouth: "Master, do you really appreciate Deputy Captain Lu?" "No matter how you look at it, it seems to be watching the fire from the other side, and the little princess is going to respond to people's houses.

"Appreciation," Mingchen nodded, that girl is bold and careful, step by step, money and power are not honors that can be bought, you can't be blatant, you can't want to welcome or refuse, "There is not only one person in this court who wants to use her as a sword." ”

The little eunuch shut his mouth clearly.

"Bang", Mingchen broke off the flower branch on the side, and the pollen was scattered with the wind: "As long as Mingchen becomes a thorn in the heart of the little emperor, Lord Ren can sit back and relax." "Although the prince of the East Palace seems to be unable to infiltrate and win over the civil and military officials all the year round, it is not necessarily a good thing to stay in Shengjing City, you have to face a more difficult role than those jackals, tigers and leopards.

"The slave really doesn't understand what the little prince has in Sheng Jing'an." Don't say that this little eunuch doesn't understand, even Gonggong Wang, who has been with the Son of Heaven for many years, is often at a loss for Feng Mingxie's words and deeds, if this is not a relative of the emperor, if it is not a person who has saved the life of the Son of Heaven, I am afraid that his head will be cut hundreds of times.

It's not a big deal to stir up Shengjing City, and turn the world upside down.

"Buddha's mouth," Mingchen laughed, the flower branches fell to the ground, and the shoes trampled past, "snake heart." ”

Buddha's mouth and snake heart.

Some people just have a deceptive style, say the most careless things, and do the most insidious and vicious things.

The little eunuch looked at his master Lang Lang and smiled as pleasantly as the blue sky and white clouds, and hurriedly followed.

The sun is setting.

When Lu Yixin returned to the Wei State Mansion, it was getting late, and the director Fang Baoyuan was punished, she naturally couldn't treat it as nothing, and accompanied the little maid to take medicine to relieve her boredom, and listened to the minions who came back from the front of the fang to describe the "confrontation" between Lord Qin and the little princess, Lu Yixing's head can be two big.

Bao Yuan said to those little minions Nunu and knew how to comfort the Lu family girl, this-this little princess is used to being arrogant, it is not a matter to be slapped twice and scolded a few words, the minions are already commonplace, Deputy Captain Lu must not take it to heart.

A small palace lady in the division room can still understand the righteousness so well, and after several greetings, she almost missed the time to leave the palace.

The vermilion gate of the Wei Mansion was closed, and the courtyard that was supposed to be lit up was silent.

Although the Guogong Mansion is not lively on weekdays, the old and young in the family should have gathered together, especially not long after the first return of the flower slave, the whole family was coaxed like a baby.

"Flower slave?" Lu Yixuan subconsciously pushed the door in, "Third sister, eldest brother? ”

No one answered.

Lu Yixuan muttered where everyone had gone so late, and he could hear the sound of broken horses' hooves outside the door, and Lang Huan Cuiyu's carriage had stopped in front of the Duke of Wei.

With the fragrance of fine peach in the night breeze, Lu Yixuan knew who it was.

The man lifted the curtain and beckoned to Lu Yixuan.

"Little prince, what do you mean by this?" Having said that, the person got into the carriage honestly, as if she had long lost her initial alienation and precautions against Feng Mingxi.

Feng Xiaowangye's carriage and horses always have a charming incense, he leaned on the glazed gold wire, holding the tea in his hand and was very lazy: "The Duchess of Wei has always wanted to enter the palace to visit Concubine Yuanniang, but she was not fortunate to be unwell before, but now that the epidemic has passed, she can move freely, and Your Majesty will agree." ”

In the afternoon, the Duchess of Wei and Lu Wanyu were announced into the palace, and Lu Zhongsi rushed from the East Academy to the palace gate to accompany him, and the family of Wei Guogong was in the harem all day, but Lu Yixuan was not in the palace and could not communicate in time.

Zhang Lian has indeed not entered the inner garden for more than ten years, and a pair of old eyes look prosperous and splendid, and her memories seem to have returned to the first day when she accompanied Lu Henian into Shengjing City.

Share honor and disgrace, never give up.

The group of people in the palace for a long time, the harem and the deep lady chatted happily, this is not the sunset, the emperor Lao Tzu is happy to stay in the palace, and it is not too late to leave the palace after a meal tomorrow.

So tonight, only Lu Yixin is a "lonely person".

Lu Yixin was surprised and delighted when she heard this, the attitude of the people in the palace towards her has always been mixed, some people are happy, some people are disgusted, she has always been reluctant to let her mother enter the palace and deal with those concubines for this reason, Zhang Lian is old and old, and she wants an old woman to learn what to observe words and expressions, flattery, which really makes Lu Yixing's heart sour.

"It's just that my mother needs to take medicinal food twice at night, and I don't know ...... in the palace," she was still worried about Zhang Lian's condition.

"Lu Wanyu and Yue Chi are both taking care of the Duchess of Wei, so you don't need to worry about this little girl." Feng Mingxie's fingertips touched the teacup, and there were Tai Hospital and Mr. Song in the palace, which was much better than staying alone in the Wei State Mansion.

Feng Mingxie's careless words made Lu Yixuan's mind flash, that's right, since Yuehuazhai was burned, Yue Chi didn't know where to go, and she had been inconvenient to ask: "How is Miss Yue Chi lately?" ”

"She is rootless, and wherever she falls, she is home." It's not heartless, a woman who goes with the flow is very open-minded, and she can enjoy it with a place to live.

"So, the little prince has been settled?"

"Ming Yi dismissed Yue Hua Zhai, and Yue Chi generously scattered the wealth he carried, "Feng Mingxie sometimes admires this woman, the gold and silver treasures are not in sight, and the deed of sale of all the people is torn back to the real money and silver to return to the hometown," the king temporarily left her in the palace. The "pretentious" woman was not happy at first, and she said "there are many rights and wrongs in the palace", but when she saw that she could look up and look down with Dongting, she moved her luggage without saying a word.

It turned out that Miss Yuechi was already in the palace, and Lu Yixuan couldn't help but feel relieved, but this breath almost reached her throat as soon as she breathed a sigh of relief: "The courtiers heard that you went to the division room a few days ago?" The words came out of my mouth.

"Yue Chi likes rouge gouache and can't go to the Shanggong Bureau because of his identity, so this king will do it for him." Feng Ming's heresy is big* and arrogant, and he doesn't hide it for a while.

Lu Yiyu's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he suddenly remembered Bao Yuan's playful words, Oh, a man will go to the division room of course for women, Deputy Captain Lu, you don't understand.

She didn't understand it very well, but she just felt that it was uncomfortable all over her body, and her cuffs were still stained with the rouge of the afternoon Si Zhuangfang, but now she didn't feel so sweet.

The sudden warmth on his fingers touched Lu Yixuan's mind, and Feng Mingyi saw that she was silent, so he pushed the warm tea on the desk into her hand, as if asking with his eyes-absent-minded, what do you think?

Lu Yixuan hurriedly grabbed the teacup to hide his sudden embarrassment: "How long have Miss Yuechi and the little prince known each other?" ”

Feng Mingxie didn't answer or withdraw his gaze, but looked at Lu Yixuan for a long time as if he was exploring the reason for this girl's question, and then said slowly: "Yue Chi has been in Shengjing for more than ten years. "Just when that girl was still the same size as Lu Yixuan, no, she had already settled in Shengjing City before she could reach the city.

Lu Yixuan was stunned and thought for a moment: "The courtier should have guessed earlier that she is from Fengyang City," not some simple Yuehuazhai Xiaohua Niang, nor a girl who has known Fengming for a few months, but the eyeliner and spies that this man has planted in Shengjing City early in the morning, "Otherwise, if the King of Jin wants to burn Yuehuazhai, you won't get the news so quickly to rush back." ”

King Jin deliberately attacked Yue Hua Zhai, it was Yue Chi who gave Feng Ming evil in advance, so that he could save her from the fire at the last moment, if he was not careful, the two of them might have become the souls of the Jin King's conspiracy.

"Tsk," Feng Mingxie smacked his lips, and there was still a teasing smile hidden in the loss on his face that could not be concealed, "This king still thinks that Ah Yu is a taste." "I can't wait to know the news about Yue Chi, so he Feng Xiaowang didn't hide a word.

It shows sincerity.

Lu Yixuan's face was hot and he turned his head stiffly: "Who has that kind of leisure." "Everyone likes to be so calculating with the suave and amorous man in front of them.

"That's the king's own affection." The man sighed, but his expression was very playful.