How could Zheng Mi not understand this truth.

But whenever a will falls, there is always one or two places to find between the lines...... If the emperor changes his mind and has the heart to let go, then everyone will naturally be happy, but even if the emperor is still resentful, then he can write an article and send someone to arrest Bai Ling back to prison.

Without a will, it is a pool of stagnant water.

"Bai Ling's identity is really special...... On the contrary, it cannot be treated with common sense. Zhang Shouzhong said with deep eyes, "There are still many things in Beijing that depend on Lord Zheng, you ...... Don't do anything stupid. ”

Zheng Mi smiled bitterly, Zhang Shouzhong's words really looked up to him.

He boasted that he had been up and down in officialdom for many years, and with a pair of discerning eyes that could distinguish between the real and the serious, how could he not see the undercurrent behind this matter.

In the past four years, Emperor Shengming has done everything he has done, which can be called a generation of heroes...... Only in this matter, there is no reason at all.

The Sacred Heart is unpredictable, who knows what kind of heart the emperor has? Maybe he just wanted to see Bai Ling fall into a filthy place, and see her being humiliated by others, so that he could dispel the hatred in his heart?

If these ministers, they touch the scales of rebellion under recklessness, and when the matter is implicated again, I don't know what kind of waves will be raised......

Thinking of the group of little girls in the crescent shop who were clearly marked, Zheng Mi couldn't help but shiver.

There was silence in the room, and when Zhang Shouzhong cleaned up the table and thought about saying a few more words to Zheng Mi, he found that Zheng Mi had left, and he was the only one left in the room.

Zhang Shouzhong sat down at the table with an expressionless face.

The lone lamp on the table was reflected in his face.

He suddenly had some doubts about whether his original idea of letting Bai Ling go to Baihuaya was wrong—was the path he chose for Bai Ling more cruel and difficult than a clean death?

……

The night banquet is in the golden wire cage at the highest point of the Hundred Flowers.

It was only at this time that Bai Ling knew that the flower kiln that appeared here tonight was not the only one in the Lan brand - she was the only candidate sent by the Lan brand tonight.

The golden wire cage is a circular high platform, and it was not until you entered here that you saw that it was divided into two layers, inside and outside, separated by a glass wall like water waves.

To get to the feast, you have to go around the outer side of the golden cage half a circle, and then you can see the entrance steps that lead to the inside.

Bowling's steps were slow.

She reached out and gently stroked the golden bone-like fences, her eyes kept looking at the night sky outside the golden wire cage.

Tonight, the bright moon hangs high, the night is like water, and the night view of the heights of Baihuaya has never disappointed.

"Girl, I'm just sending you, let's go in quickly." The maid behind him reminded.

Bai Ling lifted the corners of her mouth and turned towards the steps of the thick red carpet, and behind her, long flower pendulums fell to the ground.

From the moment she entered, the eyes of everyone at the feast did not take their eyes off Bai Ling.

Tonight, Bai Ling's makeup was very grand, like a bride to be married.

Her blouse was open, her entire shoulder was exposed, and the black tattoo under her left shoulder was not painted in any way, and it stood out between the skin on her shoulder and neck, like a drop of ink stained on the snow, which was very dazzling.

On the chest, a golden lark brooch is firmly tied to the collars on both sides.

She sat down slowly under the guidance of the maid, Bai Ling did not raise her eyes the whole time, kept bowing her head slightly, and people couldn't tell for a moment whether the blush on her face was due to rouge or her shyness.

The men involuntarily straightened their backs.

There were ten dark tables at the feast, that is, there were ten visitors, but there were only four girls in the cage tonight.

The girls had no special seats, they had only a splendid cushion, and they sat on their knees like everyone else, without food or drink.

A pitch-black low table in a golden wire cage itself had to be purchased for a lot of money, and the specific amount was not told to Bai Ling, but she glanced at the clothes of the people here and the jade ornaments hanging from their waists, and knew that no matter what the price was, it was probably an insignificant expense for the VIPs in the room.

To be able to sit here, the guests rely on more than just financial resources.

On the list that Chun Po had given to Bai Ling earlier, they carefully studied the identities of these nobles, most of whom were uncles and county kings who lived in Pingjing, officials who went to Beijing, and sons of their families.

Bai Ling had to sigh, Pingjing really deserved to be the capital of the Great Zhou, thinking that she had been in the palace for so long, she had never even heard of many princes here, let alone their sons.

After a while, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, the banquet began, and the men began to chat.

Even if the gimmick of this night banquet is these girls who appear, in the golden cage, they will always be just some condiments dotted in between.

The night of Baihuaya will always belong to the man who spends a lot of money here - Chun Po even said that sometimes there will be a situation that there will be a distinguished guest who is extremely difficult to visit on weekdays, so it is difficult to find a banquet at that night.

It's not for the girls, it's for the men's own future.

But there was no such person at tonight's banquet.

Bai Ling glanced at the seat again—and immediately found that one of the low tables was empty, and she thought for a moment, and for a moment she could not remember the person sitting there, so she simply put the matter aside for the time being.

The girls listened to the men talk about hunting, calligraphy and painting, and the war in the north, and then interjected a sentence or two at the right time.

Also according to Chun Po - when men get together, in front of each other, their attitude towards women is mostly reserved, and no matter how much they like it, they will not show the attitude of approaching.

At this time, the initiative is actually in the hands of the girls.

From a conversation or two, and a response from pouring wine, the girls can judge the interest of the person in front of them a little, and then decide whether to continue to sit next to this person.

Following his previous instructions, Bai Ling did not get up to pour wine for anyone, but kept an eye on a young prince and a middle-aged Taishou sitting nearby.

When their cups were empty, she went up and filled them with wine, and she would not be the one who spoke first.

Until someone looked at her and asked, somewhat uncertainly, "Are you......?" Lan Zi Bailing girl, right? Bai Lingcai nodded with a smile and asked the identity of the other party.

provoked the conversation, and the rest of the conversation went much more smoothly.

There is one thing that probably even Chun Po didn't expect, although such a feast is not a scene that Bai Ling is good at dealing with, but when there are only two or three people in the conversation, she is almost comfortable with the topic.

Bai Ling seldom threw out any new topics, but retreated slightly, leading the old lady to talk to the young county king, and she sat in it and listened.

The feast had just begun, and everyone maintained a somewhat unfamiliar manner.

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