The entire Ren Mansion was silent, and a wedding banquet made this Mrs. Xin'an Hou stir up, but if you think about it carefully, who was the one who set off this storm in the first place.

It was the girl who came to Shengjing from Nanping thousands of miles away, and it was unsettled and rising again and again.

The flowers that were originally blowing in the spring breeze late at night made people feel cold to the bones.

The guests scattered as birds and beasts, who still had the mood to sit down and say goodbye, in short, the drunk and the undrunk all stepped on the drunken steps, simply pretending not to hear anything, not knowing anything, and quickly left the place of right and wrong.

Soon, the lively scene full of lights in Ren An's mansion was replaced by a bleak scene, and the scraps seemed to be laughing at the staggering, but Ren Zaifu did not leave, standing alone under the flower pavilion to watch the small slaves and maids in the house clean up the mess, and the bottom of the suspicious heart inevitably added lamentation, tonight is his sixtieth birthday, but it has become a ridiculous farce, and how many people have buried the fire and buried the thread in their hearts.

"Ren Jaefu." The cautious voice brought Zai Fu back to his senses, and it was Zhou Jiming Zhou, who had not yet left, he obviously looked drunk at the wine table, but now his eyes were as clear as water.

"Is there anything else to do with Lord Zhou?"

Zhou Jiming bowed his hand deeply: "Zai Fu is uneasy." He didn't want to play any kind of dumb joke with his teacher, but what happened tonight was noisy and shocking, and he was at a loss.

Ren An trembled his shoulders, as if he was smiling, he stroked his goatee and looked up at Haoyue Qianli: "How do you think Lord Zhou sang this double reed tonight?" ”

"You mean the little prince of Fengyang and Mrs. Ying?"

Ren An shook his head, he looked at the five-colored jade that was swept to the ground and didn't have time to clean up, and suddenly bent down and picked up an eight-sided dice, all of which were exquisitely inlaid with jade * beads, and the face was not a number but a variety of humanities and portraits, the most which were the tricks that those women loved to play.

Zhou Jiming didn't know what he meant, and to be honest, he didn't expect that a few women's entertainment and pleasure could be so high.

"Mrs. Ying is a famous family, and she has won the prosperity of the capital in her year, and no one can beat her in terms of flying flower chess, do you think Lu Yixuan will be a delicate and clear immortal talent?" Ren An's brow furrowed, and he laughed and threw the dice into the grass.

Of course, Zhou Jiming knew that Ren An was mocking and asking rhetorically, and Lu Yixuan's knowledge and talent could never be compared to Mrs. Ying, unless, she was cheating.

The old woman was not wrong.

"Mrs. Ying has always been arrogant, and she has never lost her name among the ladies of Shengjing, even if it was Concubine Yuan's invitation, she did not show mercy," Zhou Jiming said softly, when Concubine Yuan first entered the palace, she was curious to invite Mrs. Ying to "gamble", but as a result, she lost the Baibao Qingshu brought back from her mother's house, this matter is known to everyone, Zhou Jiming's fist hit in the palm of her hand, and suddenly realized, "Lu Yiming deliberately provoked her." ”

Only then did he react, since a woman is so good and has a good face, if she wants to force her to "spit out the truth", she can only provoke her jealousy, Lu Yixuan came with a purpose, and even the goal is very clear, that Mrs. Xin'anhou who once fought with her father.

A person is always when he is angry, and he can't wait to pour out the words in his heart, and he doesn't choose to say anything.

Ren An's shriveled lips pursed: "You have to see, who gave that girl confidence." ”

Zhou Jiming's eyes lit up, and the double reed made it clear that Feng Mingxie was paving the way for Lu Yixuan, as if the little prince was here to see a good show that turned the world upside down, and it seemed that the tacit two had some opportunity to deliberately turn the old things upside down, but who is this score for?

"The little prince and her are not related, they come and go several times, what do they do to sing this double reed to you." Scholar Zhou was puzzled.

Ren An smacked his lips, thought for a long time, and handed over two huge * large walnuts to the side of the house, no, they are walnuts carved from beautiful jade, and Lao Zaifu likes to play with them in his hands when he is pondering.

"Lord Zhou, don't be confused, the little prince is used to doing whatever he wants, and the saint turns a blind eye to him, but he is just looking at the group of old courtiers below and can't open his mind, but what about the prince of Fengyang, he is not stupid, and if he wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools."

Zhou Jiming thought about it, leaned up for two points, and said in a low voice: "You mean, the Holy Lord uses him as a sword, and he is using Lu Yixuan as a gunman?" ”

"What's more," the jade walnuts in Ren An's hand collided with each other, and the crisp sound gradually became clearer, "In the past few years, the parting of ways between King Jin and the East Palace has become more and more obvious, you see, Your Majesty's princes are growing up day by day, and there is still chaos in this court, let's get ready." He licked his chapped lips.

Zhou Jiming knew that Ren An was going to make a move, but he felt a headache when he thought of the flower peacock that swaggered through the market: "When will the little prince return to Fengyang?" "I'm still making trouble in Shengjing City all day long.

"It depends on Your Majesty, when you and I are relieved." Ren Zaifu saw it transparently and patted Zhou Jiming on the chest.

"We are all loyal old courtiers, Your Majesty should not be at ease, it is the prince of Fengyang!" Zhou Jiming was annoyed, whether it was the King of Jin or the East Palace, although each was its master, in the end it was not for the sake of Dayan's Jiangshan Sheji, but Feng Ming was evil, in the eyes of Zhou Jiming and these people, he was a bastard little prince, relying on the connivance of the Son of Heaven to do what he liked, and how many units were dismantled in a few months, I can't count.

"Lord Zhou, you can't talk nonsense."

"Yes...... The student lost his temper. Zhou Jiming's face changed slightly, he didn't say anything, why did the Ninety-Five Supreme be so indulgent to his brother, although the emperor was very fond of his Longen back then, but if the royal people were two-hearted and held Enwei as an arrow, they were not afraid that one day he would turn the sky upside down.

Ren An saw Zhou Jiming's doubts: "The little prince is the lifesaver of today's son, and this favor is so great that he must repay it." ”

Zhou Jiming was stunned: "Students have also heard of this, seriously?" "He only entered the Wenyuan Pavilion at thirty-eight, and he knew very little about royal affairs.

Ren An nodded, the distant past is unreachable and unforgettable: "Your Majesty is grateful to him and more apologetic, this ordinary family repays the gratitude, gives Ayaluo, gold and silver, but this royal family, the little prince is not short of money, the second is not greedy for beauties, and the third is that the royal family is arrogant and arrogant, what do you want Your Majesty to be grateful?" Tolerance and indulgence can be called 'Mingjun'. "It's hard to be an emperor, if you keep a straight face, the world will say that you are ungrateful and treacherous.

Zhou Jiming sighed, and then said: "Then Lord Cheng's ...... thing"

"The Metropolitan Procuratorate can protect itself, have you seen the little prince pursue it?" Ren An was stupid, if something happened early, would she wait until now to be used by Lu Yixin to make an article, the girl of the Lu family and that man are both a faction and a character, "Lu Yixin is giving people a horse, she doesn't just want to gain a foothold in Shengjing City, she-"

Ren paused—as if he had come to take revenge.

She also had to make inches when she saw the moves.

Zhou Jiming waited for a long time but didn't wait for Ren An's next sentence, his eyes rolled: "The Duke of Wei is now isolated, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is in need of people's desire, why don't you take the Lu family for yourself?" ”

Ren An sighed and patted Lord Zhou's shoulder beside him: "Lu Yixin is shrewd, much more cautious than her father, you also heard Mrs. Ying's words, do you believe it?" "It has been ten years, and some coffin boards really can't be pressed, so you should send someone to Hu Le, and you can't just eat, drink and have fun with a mouth." ”

Hule County, isn't it the hometown of Lord Zongzheng.

Zhou Jiming nodded, and retreated in understanding.

The red-lacquered door of Ren's Mansion slowly closed, "crunching", as if even the stars and moonlight were cut off.

Lord Zhou's sedan chair left from the alley in a leisurely manner, and a figure flashed under the flower tree on the side, I don't know what to think, I saw the blue curtain sedan chair disappear into the night, turned around and brushed my sleeves, and got into the carriage with its own side door.

Qin Zheng.

If you want to say that the Qin family is the most far-sighted and good at the holy will, it is none other than this Lord Qin, who has a high and clean temperament, and his words and deeds are reasonable, don't say it, although he is more than the king of Jin, many scholars in the three halls and three pavilions still respect him.

There was a big commotion tonight, and the irrelevant people couldn't wait to leave the table early to get into trouble, Zhou Jiming stayed until the end, and naturally whispered a lot to Ren An, Qin Zheng didn't think much about it, just knocked on the wall of the carriage, and the coachman slipped into another alley with a turn.

The Mansion of the Duke of Wei.

Qin Zheng opened the corner of the curtain and could see the faint fire in the Guogong Mansion, Lu Yixing may have just returned to the mansion not long ago, he remembered the scene of the first time he saw the little girl, just in front of this mottled door, she carried a bucket like a raunchy wild girl, but her words were sharp and did not give an inch, almost killing him by surprise.

"Childe, are you going to knock on the door?"

The coachman and the little slave saw Qin Zheng staring intently at the gate of the country's mansion, neither walking nor stopping.

"Nope." Qin Zheng returned to his senses and waved his hand.

The carriage was bone-and-bone, and then it was the figure that flew like a flower, and served as a female official in the palace, and the light appearance was delicate and childish, and the eyebrows were lined with inoffensive arrogance.

Little girl, I probably haven't realized what kind of party members I'm provoking.

Qin Zheng laughed inexplicably: "Turn around and go to Lord Sun's mansion." ”

The little slave hurriedly turned the carriage in response, Lord Sun naturally referred to Sun Yanping, the secretary of the ministry, in the middle of the night, Lord Zaifu's birthday had just passed, it was conceivable that Lord Sun should also be drunk and swaying, Qin Zheng did not forget, when Mrs. Ying was the most jubilant, this Lord Sun retreated the farthest, and he shook his head and drank stuffy wine, and he didn't know anything about the miasma and bullshit.

I don't know.

The carriage turned a few small corners and stopped, Qin Zheng lifted the curtain, oh thick, coincidental.

Lord Sun Yanping was still standing at the door of the mansion, as if he was just about to enter the mansion, when he turned his head and saw Qin Zheng, he shook his head and hurriedly greeted him: "Oh, why hasn't Lord Qin gone back yet?" ”

"Passing by by chance," Qin Zheng was polite, and with a chuckle, he pointed to the dark place where the lantern could no longer shine, "Who is that?" ”

His eyes were not bad, and he could see from a distance that Master Sun didn't enter the mansion because he was giving people away.