Since Jun Bi married into Tang Lianxiao, I have to say that the situation of the Jun family seems to have undergone some subtle changes. Although the Tang brothers are just lifting people now, the two are talented and brilliant, and their future is limitless. You must know that when you are on the list in the spring, it is not impossible to make steady progress. Therefore, many people are faintly interested in their family.

Although Tang Lianxiao has already married, Tang Yilin has never been married, if he can be wooed, it is naturally excellent. Junbi, who was almost ignored by the elite circle, didn't expect to receive an invitation one day.

The Zhao family is not a big family, but now the Zhao family's concubine is serving in the household department, which is a rare opportunity for the Jun family. But Junbi also knew that the Zhao family's invitation was not for her. Zhao Lishu, the concubine of the Zhao family's house, is the age of marriage.

The Tang family brothers do not have an official and a half-position now, and their family background is thin, it is impossible to climb to the top of Shangshu like Tang Lianxiao in the previous life, but a concubine in a five-rank lang is different. What's more, Tang Yilin still has the talent to solve the yuan.

Tang's mother has passed away, Tang's father is nowhere to be found, and the only one who can handle Tang Yilin's family affairs is only Junbi, the eldest sister-in-law. So the Zhao family hit Junbi with the idea. And for this banquet, Junbi also had to go.

Tang Yilin took a soft sedan chair, turned a few alleys, and came to the back door of a seemingly ordinary restaurant. A waiter was already standing at the door waiting, and when he saw him get off the sedan chair, he saluted respectfully.

The waiter's face was white and beardless, his skin was smooth like a woman, and his slender eyes revealed a smile, "Childe, the Lord is waiting in the Jade Pavilion." As soon as he spoke, his voice was high-pitched, and at first glance it was a little uncomfortable.

Tang Yilin's face was not shocked, as if he was no longer surprised, he just bowed slightly, and followed the waiter in.

Walking to the top floor, the waiter led Tang Yilin to a vermilion lacquer door. There were four waiters waiting outside the door, their breath was restrained, their faces were waveless, but they had a sense of intimidation. Seeing Tang Yilin coming, the waiter gently pushed the door open.

The outside is elegant, and the inside is even more unique. Sandalwood curls and ignites wisps of green smoke.

Tang Yilin crossed the screen and saw a middle-aged scribe reclining on a soft couch, with a chess game in front of him, playing black and white against himself.

Tang Yilin chuckled lightly and said, "The Lord is alone, and it is inevitable that it will be boring. ”

When the scribe heard this, he did not look back, continued to leave a son, and replied lightly: "You are the only one who can play against me now." ”

Tang Yilin sat opposite the scribe, and immediately a beautiful maid served tea. He took a sip, glanced at the chess game, and took the next step in his hand.

The scribe frowned slightly, and the black also left a son. The two sides fought, but he was calm and composed, taking defense as an attack. Tang Yilin is like a sheathed sword, sharp and pressing. The so-called chess is like its people, but it is like that. At the end of the game, Tang Yilin lost half of his life.

The scribe shook his head and smiled meaningfully, "Jing Heng must have something to ask for." ”

Tang Yilin cleaned his hands under the service of the waiter, did not deny it, and replied: "Jing Heng is ashamed. ”

The scribe didn't ask, but smiled silently and stood up first. Tang Yilin followed closely and came to the table facing the screen.

The scribe picked up a book and handed it to Tang Yilin, "This is left by your grandfather, and today, it should be returned to its original owner." Tang Yilin lowered his head and took it.

"Now that the state has hidden dangers, but there is no available talent, King Ping has self-respect for his troops, and the wolf is ambitious, what does Jing Heng think it should be?" The scribe turned his back, looked out the window, and sighed softly.

Tang Yilin raised his eyebrows, his expression was calm, "Since it is the ambition of the wolf...... he paused, a sharp dark light flashed in his eyes, "Take it out." ”

Jun Bi on the other side was dealing with the Zhao family's banquet at this time. Mrs. Zhao seemed to be enthusiastic, and pulled Junbi to praise inside and out, but in fact, she secretly wanted to inquire about Tang Yilin's situation. Junbi pretended to be deaf and dumb, but he didn't understand her hints. Just kidding, that's her target!

Junbi also met Zhao Lishu, the concubine of the Zhao family, by the way, who was born delicate and timid, not a national color and fragrance, but also a little delicate and charming. However, he acted too restrictively, and he seemed a little petty.

Even if Junbi is willing to take this red line, Tang Yilin may not be willing to marry this little lady of the Zhao family. In his previous life, the saint wanted to marry Tang Yilin, but he pretended not to know or found an excuse to push it off. He only looks for what he likes, and prefers to be empty if he doesn't, which is why he got the word "crazy".

Mrs. Zhao hit countless soft nails on Junbi's body, and finally became so angry that she just thought she was a stupid and ignorant woman, and ignored her. Mrs. Zhao snubbed Junbi, and the other little ladies despised her even more as the daughter of a merchant, and no one talked to her anymore. She is also happy to be at ease.

At the end of the day, Junbi's most satisfied thing with the banquet was that she ate well, even if Mrs. Zhao glanced at her fiercely before leaving, she happily ignored it.

Junbi is too lazy to care, if she really wants to deal with those troubled women, she can even give them some color without Tang Yilin's help.

Junbi sat in a sedan chair back to the Taoist mansion, and as soon as he sat down to rest, Gui Fu heard the new news and hurriedly came to tell him.

"Zhu Yan is pregnant?" Junbi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "How old is it?" ”

Gui Fu gritted his teeth, showing a little indignation about this matter, "It's been two months." ”

It seems that Junbi and Tang Lianxiao got married not long ago, and the two hooked up. "Got it, reward her." She stroked the Baochai on her head, her expression was calm and unwavering, as if she didn't pay attention to it at all.

Gui Fu seemed to want to say something more, but he just opened his mouth when he saw Junbi's peaceful appearance, and finally responded according to Junbi's instructions.

At night, Junbi lay quietly on the bed for a while. She had eaten a lot during the day, and she didn't feel sleepy at this time, so she thought about it, put on her coat, and quietly went out of the window.

There is a shortcut between Junbi and Tang Yilin's small courtyard, which she only discovered not long ago. The path is hidden and usually unattended. She followed the path and walked slowly to Tang Yilin's window.

The room was lit with a dim candle flame, and Tang Yilin had not yet slept, reflecting a shadowy figure in front of the table.

Junbi leaned on the window and knocked softly three times. In the blink of an eye, the figure stood up, took a few steps to the window, and propped it up, revealing a hazy face that was softened by the light.

When Tang Yilin saw Junbi, he couldn't help but bend his eyebrows. He whispered, "Wait a minute. ”

Jun Bi nodded obediently, saw Tang Yilin turn around and open the door, said a few words to the little guy outside the door, and then turned back.

Tang Yilin raised the window, leaned over to hold Junbi's arm with one hand, grabbed her waist with the other, and carried her directly into the house. Jun Bi was able to pull the corners of his skirt, and was hugged tightly by Tang Yilin, nesting comfortably in his arms.