Li Xiaoqi is the son of Li Mu in the imperial history, and his hometown is from She County.

Many people present knew that Mengjin's wife was the daughter of a wealthy businessman in She County, and they all thought that the Meng family and the Li family might be friends with fellow villagers in the south of the Yangtze River, and Li Xiaoqi was a young man, so they didn't care much.

But sigh, Li Jialangjun is really good-looking.

But with the arrival of Qi King Jiang Fang, everyone was shocked.

Now that the situation in Beijing is treacherous, the voices of the ministers asking the official family to pass on the heir are getting higher and higher, and behind everyone stands a child of the clan.

As the only prince who did not leave Beijing to become a vassal, although he was not the candidate with the most vassals, everyone believed that the official family had a preference for King Qi at least emotionally.

Could it be that His Royal Highness King Qi wants to win the support of the Mengshe people?

After all, Meng Jin is a newly favored minister, and he has just entered Bianjing, so he is estimated to have not yet stood firm, and he is indeed a candidate to fight for.

Meng Jin was originally in response to Jiang Fang, and the reception was a little reluctant at this time: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness King Qi, for your face." ”

Jiang Fang said with a smile: "I have a relationship with the children of the Meng family, and today I am not here as the king of Qi, and the Mengshe people only treat me as a nephew." ”

Meng Jin secretly scolded, what kind of child of the Meng family, isn't it my daughter.

But he had to be polite: "How dare you." ”

The front and back of the Meng family's house are three entrances, and there is a small garden, Wu Liu has repaired it very carefully, and after Meng Qingyun readjusted the flowers and trees in the house, he added a lot of elegant and elegant charm.

Since it is a warm house, I have to invite everyone to take a look at the new house. Except for the back house, Meng Jin took everyone to visit the house inside and outside.

"First of all, this part of your mansion is worthy of envy, near the Longjin Bridge, you can enter the inner city and the imperial city by going straight on the royal street, and it is also convenient to be on duty on weekdays."

"It's also close to Daxiangguoji Temple."

"The people living nearby are also officials and gentry, quiet and orderly, unlike the house I rented, next door is actually a vegetable seller."

"You can forget it, my neighbor is a pig killer."

Kyoto residence, it is not easy, when it comes to the house, everyone has bitter water to vomit, and the atmosphere of conversation suddenly becomes intense.

At one time, three or five piles, or under the corridor, or in the garden, or in the courtyard, or in the patio, life trivialities, anecdotes on duty, and political dignitaries in the DPRK and China, each find a topic to talk about.

Even Li Xiaoqi was stopped and asked if he had ever been married, and he had a young girl of the right age, who could be a virtuous helper.

The son of Yu Shi Zhongcheng, a talent, I heard that learning is good, next year's autumn will end, most of them will be a person, and the future is limitless.

Such a good son, parents with a little vision will not miss it.

On the contrary, it is Jiang Fang, the king of Qi with the highest status, and no one cares about it.

Jiang Fang was not embarrassed, he admired the Meng family's house with his hands behind his back, but he kept paying attention to Meng Jin out of the corner of his eye.

After a short time, Meng Jin confessed to his friend and changed his clothes and withdrew from the social scene.

Jiang Fang followed quietly.

As Meng Qingyun, who has enjoyed modern and convenient living facilities, when repairing this house, he specially told Wu Liu that all the toilets in the house must be clean, tidy and elegant.

Meng Jin entered the toilet, put water first, and was tying his trousers, when he heard the footsteps behind him, and when he turned around, it was Jiang Fang.

"Yo, the Monshes are here to change their clothes."

Meng Jin's head was suddenly full of black lines, nodded to him, and was about to withdraw.

Jiang Fang: "Wait." ”

Meng Jin turned his head and was expressionless: "His Royal Highness King Qi has a habit of onlookers when he goes to the toilet?" ”

Jiang Fang smiled: "Mengshe people are really good at joking. ”

"Mengshe is now a favorite minister of the official family, and I heard that he has been elected to the third class of the academy to preside over the Beijing inspection examination next month. Now that the situation in Beijing and China is tense, aren't the Mengshe people afraid of being caught in the whirlpool of right and wrong? ”

Meng Jin's brows furrowed: "His Royal Highness King Qi didn't come to the toilet, could it be advice?" ”

"I don't dare to give advice, I just want to remind you that nine times out of ten officials in Beijing are connected with the interests of all clans, and the Mengshe people need to be cautious, but they can't be used by others to make the knife that borrows a knife to kill people."

Jiang Fang's tone gradually became serious, and there was no trace of the casualness of a hippie smile.

Meng Jin also got serious and asked rhetorically: "Your Highness is also a clan, isn't there a good official?" ”

Jiang Fang spread his hands: "I am an idle clan, I have no real position, and I don't want to fight for that position, why bother to make friends with officials." ”

Meng Jin slowly narrowed his eyes: "Your Highness, you really don't have the heart to fight?" ”

Jiang Fang: "No. ”

Meng Jin: "Your Royal Highness is the only prince who has not left Beijing to become a vassal, and it is said that the official family is also very fond of you." ”

Jiang Fang shook his head: "Then you are wrong, the official family only dislikes me, and hates iron but not steel." ”

Meng Jin thought for a moment: "It is true that I have never heard anyone praise His Highness's talent. ”

Jiang Fang's face suddenly darkened: "I didn't chat like this." ”

Meng Jin: "But His Royal Highness's father, King Xianqi, and the official family are brothers of the same mother, and in terms of bloodline order, what Qin Wangfu and Lu Wangfu have to be ranked behind His Highness." ”

"The Monshes still won't believe me. Let's put it this way, the official family's favor for me is not more than half of my brother Shu'er's love. ”

"Akebo...... Jiang Shu? ”

Meng Jin searched Jiang Shu's appearance in his mind, a teenager with a hairy head, who was not very neat in his speech, and suddenly smiled.

"His Royal Highness laughed, so that my brother's speech is hindered, how can I be favored."

Jiang Fang also smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"I can't say for sure."

Then he turned around and began to untie his robe.

Meng Jin didn't react at once.

Jiang Fang turned his head: "Do Mengshe people have a habit of watching others go to the toilet?" ”

Meng Jin let out a "puff" and hid his face and went out.

The Meng family's Wenju banquet was very lively, the guests and hosts of the front house and the back house were happy, and Meng Qingyun also made several girls of the same age as friends.

The name of the first chef in Bianjing was indeed not called in vain, everyone praised the richness and deliciousness of today's banquet, so that several people drank too much, and when they left, they had to be carried into the carriage by the people of the Meng's family.

Fortunately, there is Zhang Ada, a strong man, who carries seven or eight people in a row without a breath.

Meng Qingyun asked the mother-in-law and maids to clean up the mess, stared at the kitchen and made a bowl of decanting soup, and personally sent it to Mengjin's study.

Meng Jin spread out on the circle chair on all fours, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling.

After Meng Qingyun came in, he put the decanting soup on the table, walked next to him, squatted down and followed his gaze to the ceiling.

"What is Daddy looking at?"

Meng Jin was taken aback, only to realize that she had come.

His face was flushed, his eyes were misty, and he was clearly drunk.

Meng Qingyun struggled to help him sit upright and brought him the sobering soup.

Meng Jin held it in his hand, stared at the soup in the bowl and was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "Stuttering, how can you be an emperor......

Meng Qingyun's mind floated the name of King George VI of the United Kingdom, and said casually: "How is it impossible, being an emperor uses his brain, and he doesn't use his mouth." ”

If he was struck by lightning, Mengjin was shocked.