"Meng Zhaoyan," Song Huaci lowered his voice and said to Meng Zhaoyan: "I heard you just now, but I didn't listen to it all, what happened to Zhou Jinxing's family?" ”

Meng Zhaoyan raised his eyes and said, "Curious? ”

He originally wanted to tease Song Huaci, but unexpectedly saw her wrinkling her eyebrows and shaking her head, and said, "I heard you say something wronged, did something unjust happen?" ”

Seeing her like this, Meng Zhaoyan also said with a straight face: "Yes, Zhou Jinxing's father was the former right minister, the position of the Taifu, and the study of the Pope's son, I am fortunate to be appreciated by the teacher, he bears a heavy responsibility to me, a teacher for one day, a father for life, the teacher's kindness, I will never forget it in this life." ”

"But many years ago, a paper pleading, the teacher was detained and imprisoned, and the teacher was a generation of virtuous ministers, and since then he has been infamy, but no one has redressed his grievances, and there is only one person left in the teacher's family of more than 100 people."

"At that time, the evidence of the crime was incomplete, and the case could be filed only on the basis of the words of one person, how could it not be an unjust case, and the teacher was able to save one person after his death, and then now the left minister Yin Shang is on the throne, and his person is also Meng Lianfeng's uncle, the brother of Concubine Yin in the palace."

"I only hated that I was soft-spoken at that time, and I was not favored in front of the emperor, so I couldn't say a word for my teacher, and I watched my teacher go away with injustice, and I had to repay such grievances."

"Everyone in the Yin family, I will make him pay for his blood debts."

Because he was on the street, Meng Zhaoyan couldn't show his ruthless face, but the gloom in his words made Song Huaci hear it clearly.

In this era, the affairs of the royal courtiers are so complicated that people can easily frustrate, and if they are not careful, it is an unspeakable dispute, and if they miss one step, they will never recover.

Meng Zhaoyan seemed to pat her hand hanging on one side, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, you can rest assured to be your princess, I will protect you outside, they can't come and I will move you directly, don't worry, since I promised you, I will protect your sisters." ”

The Song Painting Temple nodded worriedly.

Zhou Zhun followed behind the two, surrounded by ordinary people in the capital, and the cries were everywhere, Meng Zhaoyan pointed to the vendors on both sides, trying to divert the attention of the Song Painting Temple.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhun suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pass behind the Song Painting Temple, the Song Painting Temple still had his back to him and did not respond, but Meng Zhaoyan had already consciously looked sideways, he put a finger on his lips, Zhou Zhun immediately stepped back, Song Painting Temple was still strange, Meng Zhaoyan suddenly stopped talking, saw Meng Zhaoyan withdraw his hand from his mouth, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, the ancestral hall attracted a butterfly, and I drove it away for the ancestral hall." Meng Zhaoyan said with a smile.

Song Huaci was embarrassed for a while, and didn't know what to say, so he stiffly shifted his gaze, pointed to a vendor, and said, "Let's go play with that, set porcelain people." ”

"Like?" Meng Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows and asked.

Song Huaci nodded, "Do you like it?" ”

Meng Zhaoyan paused slightly, and then said, "Okay." ”

Ten cents is a circle, Zhou Zhun came up and asked for fifty, Song Painting Temple set ten, back to the sky, can't help but be a little discouraged, she wants to set a small thing, but it looks quite exquisite, and I like it very much at a glance.

Song Huaci puffed out his face and asked the vendor on the side: "That, can I buy it, don't you set it?" ”

The peddler shook his head with a smile, "This lady, there are rules for each line, I can buy it here, Mrs. naturally understands the villain." ”

Song Huaci was angry, and was about to throw it again, but Meng Zhaoyan held her hand down, she turned her head sideways and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Want that?" Meng Zhaoyan pointed and pointed to the object that the Song Painting Temple fancied.

Song Huaci nodded and asked, "What, you help me vote?" ”

"Try it." Meng Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand.

The Song Painting Temple handed over the wooden circle and stood aside to watch the show.

Meng Zhaoyan smiled, threw a circle with confidence, and threw it in the direction of the object, Song Huaci looked over, and felt that this time it must be imperative, however, I don't know which gust of wind blew, the circle just stopped in front of the object.

Meng Zhaoyan was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting such a result.

Song Huaci stood and spoke without backache, and just wanted to go up and laugh a few words, but saw Zhou Zhun muttering two private words in Meng Zhaoyan's ear, and then Meng Zhaoyan threw it again, in the middle!

The Song Painting Temple couldn't help but applaud, the vendor still smiled and went up to take the object and wrapped it and handed it to the Song Painting Temple, she got the thing she liked, she must be happy, and looked at Meng Zhaoyan A little more handsome than usual.

Meng Zhaoyan only looked at her and smiled and didn't speak, and when the Song Painting Temple looked down, he looked around slightly, and passed all kinds of faces in his eyes, and then nodded to Zhou Zhun secretly, and said softly: "Make some movement, make it big, spread it to the palace, and let that person listen to it too." ”

Zhou Zhun understood what he meant, nodded in response, and then turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Zhou Zhun already had a low degree of existence, and the Song Painting Temple did not pay attention to his disappearance, and when he got this object, he was also happy, so he proposed to go home.

Meng Zhaoyan still has a good show to stage, so naturally he can't go back early, so he said: "It's too early for the ancestral hall to go back to the house at this time, and the sun is still in full bloom, why don't you go to the west of the city to visit the lake?" ”

The Song Painting Shrine is indispensable, and when he wants to go back to the palace, he has nothing to do, so he nodded in response.

Meng Zhaoyan rented a painting boat, with two boys and a piano girl, caressing the piano through the curtain, the sound of the piano is melodious, and the spring lake scenery is very comfortable.

But the scenery has been seen for a long time, in the end it is boring, Song Huaci just wanted to make a sound, but felt that the hull of the boat shook, and the lake at the bottom of the boat was no longer silent, but for some reason, it set off waves.

The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, the boy and the piano girl were panicked, the Song Painting Temple was embarrassed, but Meng Zhaoyan was still calm, the tea was poured, Meng Zhaoyan suddenly took the Song Painting Temple into his arms, the Song Painting Temple was shocked by his actions and did not come back to his senses, suddenly, the boat was divided into two halves, and it was split from the middle.

This is a sign that he is about to fall into the water, Song Huaci saw a bright big knife pass in front of him, just where he was standing, if it wasn't for Meng Zhaoyan pulling him, she would have become a ghost under the knife now.

Song Huaci couldn't help but close her eyes, at this speed of half of the boat, the two of them would soon fall into the water, she didn't know why she was thinking at this moment that Meng Zhaoyan's legs should not get wet.

After waiting for a long time, for some reason, the water did not submerge the body.

Song Huaci opened one eye, but saw that the two teams of people and horses in front of him were treading water and fighting, no one spoke between the swords and swords, and she and Meng Zhaoyan were steadily on the other boat, and they were gradually moving away from the place of fighting.

She rubbed her eyes, she couldn't believe what she was seeing, high-definition hand-to-hand combat was happening in front of her, and she was in the middle of it.

Meng Zhaoyan covered the eyes of the Song Painting Temple with one hand, in order to let her continue to watch.

The picture is too bloody, Meng Zhaoyan is used to seeing it, but she shouldn't see it.

"How's it going?"

Song Huaci knew what he meant, but he didn't want to see the current scene, so he didn't take his hand away.

"Ancestral Hall, today's incident is my negligence that scared you."

Song Huaci shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's good that you stopped me in time, nothing happened." ”

Song Huaci thought of Meng Zhaoyan's thrilling pull, and then ...... Then he realized that he was still sitting on Meng Zhaoyan's lap.