Ling Mei untied her cloak, "The third prince has been waiting for a long time. ”

Chu Xuan put down the teacup, got up, waved his sleeves and raised his eyes to salute, and said, "It's okay." ”

The gentleman is square, and the smell is like jade. The clothes are fluttering, and the white clothes are not stained with dust, but they are easy to dazzle.

It's a pity, the king is not the king, the minister is not the minister, the father is not the father, the son is not the son, this royal family has fallen into the mud.

Ling Mei went around to the other end and sat down, "Why did the three princes come from?" Do you want to clarify that you didn't do the rumors in the streets? Do you still want to come to my Luo family to be hired? ”

Chu Xuan just smiled, and did not say directly, "There is a banshee and Li, Pei Hui Xiangshuimei." Chu is just a mortal, and he is inevitably vulgar. ”

Ling Mei sneered, "The third prince is really good-minded. ”

If the rumor is not his doing, it will look like a pale quibble in any case.

If you come to her Luo family to be hired, the third prince is too high-profile, and it will inevitably arouse people's fear, and he will officially go from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, how can he still benefit from the fisherman?

But he made a detour, and only said that my fair lady and gentleman are good.

In a word, the power of the dynasty has been turned into a love affair between children and daughters, and even more, it is nothing more than spring. A little nonsense of a young man with a budding heart.

Chu Xuan knew what she meant, and he didn't refute it, he didn't fight or rob, and he was out of the dust, which has always been the prince's forte.

But if it was really turbid, he would not be able to survive in this cannibalistic palace for a long time.

There is a rare warm spring in Beijing, on the bank of the river in the west of the city, moored the well-carved family boats, the lights of the fishermen's houses, the literati have Yaxing, flowing in the winding water, and poetry is the companion.

In a boat, a man dressed in black, wearing a hood, took off a mask with gilt patterns, revealing a pair of gloomy eyebrows and eyes, his lips were very pale in color, and he hid his face and coughed lightly, and his voice was incessant.

The person on the boat was the eldest son of the Su family, Su Han.

When Su Han was born, there was a vision in the sky, and there were frequent rumors in the streets and markets that the Su family could predict the future, mess with people's souls, and change their memories.

It's a pity that the Su family was too popular, and once it declined, the eldest son of the Su family, who was still in infancy, disappeared.

Su Han stared at the astrolabe in his hand, and his pair of feminine eyebrows and eyes were a little dark.

The hormas are all messed up......

It also means that the game he has arranged for so long is messed up......

There was a thick fog wrapped around the astrolabe, and everything began to look unreal......

Su Han picked up the brush and drew a circle in Luo Yu's name, and single-handedly changed everyone's fate, which is really not to be underestimated.

This woman is probably his biggest obstacle.

The next day, Luo's father retreated from the early dynasty and returned to the Hou Mansion with a scolding attitude.

Su Yuxi passed the breakfast, and asked the maids to retreat, covering the dishes, and looking sideways, "It's early in the morning, what kind of wind are you smoking?" ”

Wu Anhou drank and vomited bitter water, "This group of stinky civil officials is writing to cut troops again, and they also say that the emptiness of the court's treasury is related to the soldiers.

Phew, how long has the court withheld grain and grass, I don't know a little self-knowledge, even the food eaten in the frontier is grown by soldiers in the barren land on that side.

If they want to disarm, why don't they cut the Praetorian Guard, so much to spend more than 100,000 troops. ”

Su Yuxi slowly moved Ling Mei's favorite dishes to her one by one and said: "The capital doesn't know the hardships of the frontier, and those people in the court just think that if it's peaceful today, the Huns will keep to themselves, so they naturally feel that it doesn't matter if they cut some." ”

Ling Mei: "I'm afraid it's more than that." ”。

The more Wu Anhou spoke, the more excited he became, "Do they really think that the frontier is too peaceful?"