Beijing, Jiaofang Division, Wang Meierfang.

The big red brocade tent embroidered with mandarin ducks and butterflies was torn open, Qin Yanzhao's eyes still had residual desire, but he was already naked with a back full of sweat beads, approached the case and took a white cotton towel, picked up the water bowl in the copper basin and washed his face, and helped him carefully wipe his body clean with the maid who was waiting on his side.

After a long time, he was already dressed neatly, raised his hand to tighten the placket of the moon-white straight coat a little tighter, and smelled the refreshing smell of soap and pancreas between his noses, and the fragrance of fat powder was not contaminated for a while.

"Are you leaving?" The prostitute asked lazily from the tent.

Qin Yanzhao's face was expressionless, and he only said "um" coldly, the maid raised the curtain, and he stepped out of the threshold without looking back.

Under the corridor stood an elderly man with a scarf on his back, wearing a python suit, stepping on white background and black official boots, looking at the full moon in the sky with his eyes blazing, it was none other than Xu Bingyong, the first assistant of the cabinet.

He was followed by two long followers, one holding a jade bone Sichuan fan to pounce away the disturbing fireflies, and the other holding a yellow pear lotus leaf-shaped tea tray, with a jade carved tea cup on the plate.

Qin Yanzhao was stunned, but instantly regained his composure, stepped forward to salute, Xu Bingyong waved his hand, and said lightly: "Wang Meier is delicate and weak, and Qin Shilang is strong, since he is as happy as dry firewood, how can he ask you not to come, but he doesn't give face to the old body!" “

Qin Yanzhao knew that all the movements in Fang Cai's room had been heard, and a touch of disgust passed through his heart, his face was impassive, and he replied respectfully: "Xu Ge is too worried, the Ministry of Industry has been complicated recently, and it is rare to be separated, and the father-in-law seems to have noticed something, and he often admonishes the lower officials, and he has no leisure." ”

Xu Bingyong sneered twice: "Li Shangshu is so confused, even if he is a well-funded ordinary person in Beijing, he can enjoy three wives and four concubines, warm jade and red, why don't you and other members of the court and the central government allow it, you don't have to be afraid of him, I will support you." ”

"How dare you bother Xu Ge Lao, the lower officials have their own plans." Qin Yanzhao politely declined.

In the previous life, no matter how the emperor took turns, Li Guangqi, who was the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, had always been in the limelight.

The officialdom is treacherous and the future is uncertain, this may become his last life-saving talisman, how can he be easily abandoned.

Xu Bingyong just mentioned it casually, and instead took the tea cup in the attendant's hand, and asked casually: "What have you been busy with lately?" ”

Qin Yanzhao cautiously whispered: "The emperor intends to cut the domain, and the subordinate officials are good at making firearms, and all the artillery, firearms, rockets, thistles, large and small muskets, large and small generals' barrels, and large and small iron cannons of the Shenji battalion are all sponsored by the craftsmen led by the lower officials, and the disadvantages of the original firearms such as easy to be dumb and empty, slow to fire and difficult to shoot far, etc., are fully prepared for dealing with the tens of thousands of soldiers and horses of King Hao in the future." ”

Xu Bingyong looked at him without leaving a trace while eating tea, and said meaningfully for a while: "This time you were promoted to the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, although it was not refuted by the emperor, you don't have to be disappointed, it is not easy for him to hand over firearms to you. “

Qin Yanzhao's joy and anger were still not obvious, and he thanked him in a calm tone, but Xu Bingyong smiled: "If it is an official next to you, listening to my words, you will definitely show ecstasy and indulgence, but you are calm and calm, quite a bit of Changqing (Shen Zetang) demeanor, very good!" “

"Xiaguan is very different from Lord Shen's way of doing things, he has his own city, I have my own mind, Xu Ge Lao will not compare Xiaguan with him."

The arrogance in his words was not hidden, Xu Bingyong did not see anger, but looked at him with some surprise, and was about to speak, when he suddenly heard the light sound of the curtains, and a figure flashed by in the candlelight, so he didn't say much, just patted Qin Yanzhao's shoulder and walked straight towards Wang Meier's room.

Qin Yanzhao stood under the corridor again, then he took off the stage and walked out slowly, he must have been excited and happy in his heart, his excited hands were clenched into fists, the corners of his lips were hooked into a smile, and even his steps were much lighter.

He had never thought that the bright moon in the sky above the teaching workshop was good-looking, but tonight was different, as big as a silver basin, shining brightly, reflecting the silver sea all over the garden, and the sound of pipa and bamboo came faintly, which was as beautiful as fairy music.

He unconsciously missed Shun Yulai, that stubborn girl, he just waited for her to come back.

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At dusk, there is a full moon hanging on the tip, who knows that it has only been an hour, it is already overcast, the air is hot, and a few red cages under the corridor are hanging without moving.

There was no star, no moon and no wind, and the summer cicadas with deep leaves were also silenced, only to see white lightning flashing in the sky in the distance, and muffled thunder roared.

A rainstorm is quietly brewing.

Shen Zetang walked into the Yuelai Inn surrounded by guards, and was intercepted by assassins on the way.

"Second master, your clothes ........" Xu Jing was full of guilt, he had no power to restrain the chicken, and his life depended on Shen Erye's protection.

Shen Zetang glanced at the sleeves of the torn strips, and didn't care, and hurriedly walked towards his room, but saw a guy bored and guarding the door, and Shen Huan disappeared.

His expression froze, and Xu Jing frowned first and asked, "Where did the commander of the gate guard go here?" “

Seeing the grim faces of everyone and the fierce and vicious appearance, the man was so frightened that he trembled, and secretly regretted that he should not be greedy for the silver to accept this errand, and hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down and kowtowed: "The master in the room said that if there is no acacia flower bath, he will die!" The master outside the door rushed to the Huimin Pharmacy to ........ “

Before he finished speaking, Shen Zetang had already lifted the curtain and stepped into the room, there were traces of the food on the table, and there was a large wooden basin on the wall, and the hot water in it was still steaming.

Walking to the bed again, the white tent was tightly closed, he raised his hand and wanted to tear it open, but he heard Shun Yu say eagerly: "Don't lift the tent, Shen Huan, you fool, why did you come back?" Still unable to catch his breath: "Sprinkle the petals in the wooden basin, and you will go out." “

Her voice is not as coarse and low as it is deliberately suppressed on weekdays, but at this time it shows the girl's coquettishness and charm, and it makes people's hearts soften into a puddle of water.

Second Master Shen was inexplicably a little sour, fortunately he came back in time, but fortunately Shen Huan's stupid bastard hadn't returned yet.

"Second master?" Xu Jing lifted half of the curtain and asked hesitantly.

"Send the guards to buy acacia flowers." Second Master Shen didn't reply: "Close the door tightly, no one is allowed to enter without my order." ”

But hearing the "creak" of the door shut, he tore open the tent, and his eyes instantly sank.

The person on the bed was wrapped in brocade mattresses, but it was hard to bear the heat like fire, and he was reluctant to stick out his bare legs and squirm against the edge of the bed.

The tender white toe touched his leg, and he unconsciously rubbed it, teasing Shen Erye to see, how did that foot grow so thin and small, how did this toenail grow so pink and round, how could you still resist not grabbing .......

Shen Erye's officialdom has been up and down for several years, self-cultivation and prudence, indifferent in nature, often studying Buddhist scriptures in senior monks, and never making his mind faint........ He suddenly leaned over and took the hot foot in his hand and took a bite.

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