Out of the ready-to-wear store Nishang Pavilion, Jiang Lanqing and Yang Shumiao were a little thirsty, so they went into the teahouse to drink tea, and listened to the commentary by the way.

Jiang Lanqing liked to listen to the master in Yunde Club talk about stand-up comedy in his previous life, and he said it well, the master was well-read, and he was only eight buckets high, a very ordinary little story, he could also tell it vividly, which made people want to stop.

However, at this moment, although the storyteller in the teahouse is not as good as any master, the story is fascinating, telling the story of the former prime minister Su Yuantuogu.

Su Yuan is the righteous brother of the current saint, and he can be called loyal and brave to the saint, a sincere heart, in order to save the saint from being killed by assassins, he entrusted the current prime minister Su Yurun to the current saint before his death.

Maybe it's because civilians can't talk about the affairs of the Heavenly Family, and many things are mentioned in one go, but it can be heard from them that Prime Minister Su Yurun Su is Su Yuan's adopted son.

The saint trusts Su Yurun so much, it was Su Yuan who made Su Yurun swear before he died that he would never betray the saint in this life and this life.

And no matter what Su Yurun does, he does it just right, so that the saint will not be suspicious of him, so he has today's status.

Hearing this, Mr. Storyteller was shocked: "Let's listen to the next decomposition." One sentence ends the story.

Jiang Lanqing and Yang Sapling didn't hear enough, so it was over, and Yang Sapling blinked: "Sister Qing, do you say that what Mr. Storytelling said is true?" ”

Jiang Lanqing shook his head: "I don't know either." Then he looked at the green branch who was sitting next to him and seemed to be thinking about something: "Jin Yu is really the adopted son of the former prime minister?" ”

Hearing Jiang Lanqing's question, Lu Zhi froze for a moment, looked away from Jiang Lanqing's eyes with a weak heart, and nodded: "These things are to attract foreign guests, everyone in Kyoto knows about this, Mrs. and Miss Yang will know in the future, the life experience of the Prime Minister is not a secret." ”

Jiang Lanqing never took the initiative to ask about Jinyu's life experience, and he never said it, but he overheard it.

"Hey!" Yang Shumiao didn't expect that the prime minister, who was above 10,000 people under one person, turned out to be a person with a pitiful background, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Being so ugly and sighing for so long is simply polluting the surrounding environment."

Suddenly, a female voice sounded from the seat next to her, Jiang Lanqing and Yang Shumiao looked sideways at the same time, at this moment, next to them, there was a woman with a flowery face and a moon appearance, but it was a pity that her pair of cruel eyes affected her appearance, making her a little less graceful.

"Who are you? I sigh what does it matter to you, you have a pair of dog eyes, how good you think you are. "Poplar seedlings are not afraid of tigers, so they are not afraid of offending people, even if they offend people, there is Jinyu as the prime minister.

Jia Furong didn't expect a fat pig to dare to insult her in public, and suddenly smoked and pointed to the poplar sapling: "You, you are the dog's eye." ”

Kyoto women, learning are some female rings, female red, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially women raised in the boudoir, never heard anyone scold, naturally do not know how to scold.

So, Jia Furong, you have only come here for a long time.

caused Yang Shusapling to sneer: "I don't have any ability to learn to scold people, I thought I had a lot of ability, I just came to find it uncomfortable." ”

Jiang Lanqing hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Green Branches used to go out on missions, and they had never seen Jia Furong, so naturally they didn't know her.

Jia Furong was even more angry, she scolded and scolded, and ordered Ping'er on the side: "Don't slap her mouth yet." ”

"Miss." What Ping'er wants to say is......