drank like this until the night ban was ten, Jiang Banxia muttered in his heart, Cao Lao Thief is very strange today.

In the past, he was entangled in official business, and his busy feet did not touch the ground, so why did he have the leisure to walk the streets and alleys to drink today?

Although the rough wine in the street stall is not easy to get drunk, it can't bear Cao Alcohol to drink more, and a few jars of rough wine are in the stomach, and if you are not drunk, you will be half drunk.

"Boss." He Qiao squeezed his eyebrows and poked Jiang Banxia: "Your father looks like this... Like..."

When the words came to his lips, He Qiaoyi didn't know how to describe it, and scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time: "It's like a wife ran away with someone!" Come out and drink stuffy. ”

Jiang Banxia pinched He Qiaoyi fiercely and motioned for him to shut up.

"Hiss~" He Qiao exclaimed bitterly: "Boss, you start lightly!" ”

"Shut up." Jiang Banxia pointed at Cao Alcohol.

Cao Yu was half-lying on the table, with a handsome face against his arm, looking at his eyes, there was a fog inside, he was definitely drunk like this.

He Qiaoyi looked aggrieved, everyone was drunk, and he didn't let him say a word.

What responded to him was Jiang Banxia's white eye.

When people say bad things in front of people, especially if they say bad things about Admiral Cao, they will be too long?

Cao Alcohol, it's hard to say what kind of person he is, but just from the rumors, this person is not easy to mess with, especially holding grudges, and he is not completely sure not to offend him.

Originally, he wanted to send people back to Dongchang or to the gate of the palace, but He Qiaoyi said that Cao Alcohol was out of the palace alone at this time, presumably because he didn't want people to know that it was not appropriate to send them back now.

So the two of them helped Cao Yu to He Qiaoyi's house one left and one right.

The person was placed on a bamboo chair under the tree, and it was windy in the evening, which was the most comfortable position in He Qiaoyi's house.

Jiang Banxia picked a fan, and weakly fanned Cao Yu to cool off, and in the end, it became a fan for himself

In the summer heat, after the sun sets, most people in Kyoto will wash the floor, He Qiaoyi is not an exception, he picked the well water and scooped the water barefoot to water the ground, and poured the well water on the ground after a day of exposure, the heat steamed out, and only after about three or four times did he feel slightly cool.

"Boss, why don't you lift your feet." He Qiaoyi's tone was resentful: "It's in the way." ”

During the day, I tossed around in the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen for an afternoon, it was hot and sunny, and I drank wine just now, and Jiang Banxia began to nod his head non-stop while playing a fan.

He Qiaoyi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, seeing that no one responded for a long time, he looked down and looked, oops, he actually fell asleep sitting down.

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In the second half of the night, the temperature dropped, and the refreshing evening breeze blew through the dense treetops, making a rattling sound.

Jiang Banxia opened her eyes dimly, and she found herself lying on the bed, with a shirt on her body, and the mugwort incense lit at the foot of the bed was climbing up along the window curtain.

Drinking can really make you dizzy, Jiang Banxia held her head and turned over to sleep again, she froze when she turned over, how could there be someone in the bed!!

She almost stiffened her head, then collapsed and fell out of bed with a thud.

"Boss?" He Qiaoyi heard a strange noise in the house, and he thought that there was a burglar in the house, so he immediately rushed in.

Jiang Banxia fell to the ground and glanced left and right, his expression confused.

He Qiaoyi was frightened by Jiang Banxia's reaction, "This is your father, what are you afraid of." ”

"Aren't you drunk too?" He Qiaoyi intimately helped Jiang Banxia up: "It was windy outside just now, and it was going to rain, so I saw that people were still asleep and they all came in." ”

Jiang Banxia's expression was indescribable, and she said with a cold face: "Next time there is such a situation, call me up." ”

Anyone who wakes up and finds that there is a person lying next to him will be more or less frightened in his heart.

He Qiaoyi always does bad things with good intentions, he is a little confused, isn't his fart good enough? Why does the boss always look disgusted?

Moodiness is hard to fathom.

The wind began in the first half of the night, and it rained heavily in the second half of the night, thunder and lightning broke out at the same time, and the sky was as bright as day, and the rain was pouring down.

The little eunuch on night duty in the palace moved, hurriedly closed the window and closed the door, and in this way, a lot of rain came in.

The lights of the Qianqing Palace were as bright as day, Emperor Qingwen didn't sleep all night, he piled up three stacks of folds in his hand, and the thick folds pressed the things that made Emperor Qingwen unable to sleep tonight.

"Long live the master, it's time to be ugly soon, it's time to rest." Cao Bo cautiously stepped forward and persuaded: "The master's dragon body is important. ”

Emperor Qingwen closed his eyes and raised his head, his brows furrowed, and he beckoned Cao Bo to rub it for him.

Cao Bo's skills in serving people are the best in the palace, and he kneaded them three or two times, which eased the fatigue of Emperor Qingwen.

"It's still your craft." Emperor Qingwen opened his eyes and asked Cao Bo to continue: "I'm old, I don't know how many more years I can enjoy." ”

"The master is in the prime of life, and he will be blessed with all the blessings, and there will be more days of happiness in the future." Cao Bo never dared to see Emperor Qingwen at this time, although Emperor Qingwen ignored the government, but he could understand people's hearts.

However, his words are not wrong, the last person in the Manchu Dynasty who wants Emperor Qingwen to die is the concubine except him.

"Zheng Yanggu's recital, what do you think?" Emperor Qingwen stood up from his chair, and he stared at Cao Bo, his eyes seemed to see through Cao Bo.

He couldn't answer this, Zheng Yanggu's recital was all the truth.

So Cao Bo pondered and said: "Lord Zheng is telling the truth, and the disaster relief in Jiangnan is imminent. ”

Emperor Qingwen sneered: "You don't mention those man-made sins at all. ”

Cao Bo was stunned, he never expected Emperor Qingwen to question like this, and then Cao Bo knelt on the ground with a thud, regardless of the pain in his legs, knock knock, and kowtow to Emperor Qingwen three times.

"Slaves are guilty."

"What is the sin?" Emperor Qingwen waved his sleeves and began to pace in the main hall.

"As a father, he protects his son, and a slave should not be selfish." Cao Bo began to cry as he spoke.

Emperor Qingwen then sighed, Cao Bo was the eldest companion who brought him up since he was a child, and he was also a brother and a father, and in his selfish heart, he treated Cao Bo better than his father and the emperor.

Cao Bo's sons are also grown up by him since he was a child, and they are no worse than his own sons, which is also Emperor Qingwen's reassurance that Cao Alcohol and them do things.

"I'm still the same sentence, being a father always has to worry more." Emperor Qingwen was silent, his gaze fell through the window lattice into the rain curtain outside the hall, through the rain curtain he seemed to see thousands of affected people in the south of the Yangtze River, he was their father, but he could not save them from fire and water.

The heavens have been plagued one after another, and they did not give Da Ming any respite.

Emperor Qingwen is old, and he can no longer swear to pat his chest like he did when he was young and say that he will support Sheji and become the monarch of all ages.

But now he just doesn't want to leave it behind for 10,000 years.

"I understand what you say." He has his own scales in his heart, and now is not the time to close the net, and finally let this group of people go crazy again.

"Tomorrow, you will go to Wudang Mountain to pray for me to pray for Daming Zhaijiao, I am old, you are also old, and the place should be left for young people to sit." Emperor Qingwen's tone was unquestionable, and he stopped Cao Bo's words: "I see that Li Sanshun is not bad, so let him come up first." ”

"Master?" Cao Bo looked up suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief.

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