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"General Zhao, who is that young lady? What a beautiful voice. Ning Xiang waited for the carriage to go away, and then asked Zhao Yunping on the side.

Zhao Yunping was embarrassed, showing that the identity of this woman was not very good, and Ning Xiang said, after a while, he said; "Why should Madame know that such a woman has defiled her ears in vain."

Ning Xiang was a little puzzled; "That kind of woman... What is it? ”

Zhao Yunping was dumbfounded, and he also knew that Ning Xiang was young and had never seen the world, so he had to explain at the moment; "This woman is the singer of Qin Chulou, the master of Beijing, because she is a little famous, and some dignitaries are willing to praise her, so she is allowed to make a mistake in front of her wife."

Only then did Ning Xiang know that the young lady was not a famous lady, but a famous prostitute in Beijing. In his previous life, when he was in Zhang's mansion, the third prince had two concubines who were both Qinglou women, and Ning Xiang didn't have never seen a prostitute, but at this time, he couldn't think of the woman and the two concubines in Zhang's mansion.

Although her voice is soft, it has a faint fragrance and coldness, and it does not have the bewitching state of a happy woman, but makes people feel fresh and dusty.

Ning Xiang lowered her head and thought about it, and said again; "That's the prime minister.... Have you ever been to her too? ”

Zhao Yunping couldn't help but laugh, and only shook his head; "What kind of character is Hou Ye, how could he go to that kind of filthy place, Madame just rest assured, Hou Ye has never been involved with these women."

Ning Xiang felt a little more down-to-earth, and felt that she was too childish to ask each other like this, she quietly glanced at Zhao Yunping, and saw that there was no contempt on his face, so she relaxed slightly.

Qin Chu Building.

As soon as the red makeup entered the building, Cui's mother greeted her, kept playing the fan, and said in a scorching voice; "My good girl, you can be regarded as coming back, King Rui has been waiting for you for two hours, if you don't come back, Mom, I'm going to Shangshu Mansion to beg for someone!"

When the red makeup heard the word Rui Wang, his heart trembled suddenly, but his face was still reserved and indifferent, and he only said lightly; "I heard that King Rui has been busy with the war in Northern Xinjiang recently, how can he have time to come to our Qin Chu Tower."

Mother Cui lowered her voice, "It's not because of the matter of Dingbei Hou, the Holy Lord gave all the military power to Dingbei Hou this time, and the prince doesn't feel good in his heart, drinking in your house." ”

The red makeup lowered his eyes and said lightly; "I'll take a look."

Pushing open the door of "Water Moon House", I smelled a faint honey fragrance, through the screen, I saw a long figure leaning on the couch, and without a wine glass, he pointed the wine jug at his mouth, and he had a romantic state.

"The prince's way of drinking is also unusual, could it be that he treats Zunkou as a wine glass, so he has to choke?" The red makeup was cold, and there was a faint sarcasm in his voice.

Yuan Zikuo didn't care, and when he saw her coming, he only smiled slightly, "It's rare for you to be quiet here, Xiao Wang poured himself a drink, and he offended you?" ”

Hongxiang poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yuan Zikuo, seeing that his phoenix eyes were faintly drunk, and his face was more and more handsome, and his eyebrows were distinct.

"Lord Wang, drink a cup of tea, sober up, and leave Qin Chulou quickly, lest the Hedong lion at home come over and smash the red makeup here."

When Yuan Zikuo heard this, his complexion changed a little, everyone in Beijing knew that King Rui's princess was jealous, and this King Rui was a romantic figure, in this Qinlou Chu Pavilion, I don't know how many confidantes there were, after being known by the princess, they all chased to the brothel and made a big noise, adding laughter to the master and apprentice in Beijing. Even this "Water Moon House" let her make trouble.

"That's it," Yuan Zikuo smiled bitterly, "You don't want to welcome me, Xiao Wang is gone." ”

Hongxiang raised his eyes, and saw that King Rui's eyebrows were full of tiredness, showing that he hadn't slept well for a long time, and his heart was tightened at the moment, and he saw that Yuan Zikuo was leaving, so he spoke; "Lord Wang, please wait a moment, I heard my mother say that the prince is worried about the affairs of Dingbei Hou this time?"

Yuan Zikuo stopped his steps, and saw that the voice of the red makeup had become soft, and knew that the resentment in her heart had disappeared, so he nodded and said; "Yes, now that the war with the Condor Kingdom is imminent, the emperor has given all the military power to Liang Bozhao, I am a prince, but I am just running errands with the Marquis of Dingbei."

When Yuan Zikuo said this, he laughed at himself, picked up the wine jug, and drank it all again.

The red makeup couldn't bear it, so she only whispered comfort; "Don't drink it anymore, be careful about the spirits and hurt your body."

Yuan Zikuo's eyes were slightly red, and he shook his head and said; "Liang Bozhao is indeed a rare general, leading troops to fight, I am ashamed of myself, now that he has returned to Beijing, the Holy General has taken back the military power from my hands and handed it over to him, which is also human nature."

Having said that, I was still bored in my heart, thinking that he had been ordering troops on the school every day over the years, rain or shine, putting down the prince's figure, eating and living with the soldiers, and taking great pains, and finally trained a group of soldiers in Beijing into warriors who were enough to protect the family and defend the country, but as soon as the man came back, the emperor abandoned himself.

Yuan Zikuo hooked his lips, thinking that he was making wedding clothes for others like this, and he felt ridiculous.

The red makeup couldn't see the beloved man like this, she was silent for a moment, and finally spoke; "If it's red makeup, it can help the prince regain military power, I don't know if the prince can leave a place for red makeup in his heart?"

Yuan Zikuo's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the woman in front of him, and spit out a word; "You?"

Red Makeup nodded and said; "There is a way for red makeup, you can sneak into the Dingbei Marquis Mansion and help the prince regain military power."

Yuan Zikuo's face floated a little playful, "The Marquis of Dingbei is cold, as far as I know, he never comes to these Qinlou Chu Pavilions, and there are never singers and dancers in the mansion, what can you do to enter the Hou Mansion?" ”

The red makeup eyes were cool, and he only said a word; "Lord Wang, please wait a moment."

With that, she turned around and went to the back room, and when she returned, she had a dagger in her hand.

She handed the dagger to Yuan Zikuo with both hands and said softly; "Lord Wang, please take a look."

Yuan Zikuo didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, but when she saw that the dagger style was simple, it was obviously an old thing, the blade was yellow, and it was heavy in her hand, and it was no different.

Suddenly, Yuan Zikuo's eyes fell on the hilt of the knife, and when he saw the word "Zhao" engraved on it, a fine light flashed in the man's eyes, and he said to the red makeup; "Could it be that the owner of this dagger is Liang Bozhao?"

Red Makeup shook her head, "The owner of this dagger is my sister." ”

"Your sister?" Yuan Zikuo frowned.

"My sister once had a marriage contract with Liang Bozhao, but unfortunately my sister died in the war. On her deathbed, she gave me the dagger and told me to keep it carefully. He also said that if I see Liang Bozhao in the future, let my sister marry my sister and fulfill the marriage contract with him. ”

After Hong Makeup finished saying this, his face was a little scornful, and his eyes were full of mockery.

"How come I've never heard you mention it before?"

"When I was a child, I was separated from my family, tossed around, and was sold into the Qinglou by Ya Po, and I dared to enter Beijing with some thin names to be earned, and when I entered Beijing, it coincided with the 'Dingbei Rebellion', Liang Bozhao had already left Beijing, and I didn't know that the famous Dingbei Hou would be my brother-in-law who had never met."

"Go on." Yuan Zikuo commanded lightly.

red makeup on the head, according to the words; "Not long ago, I heard that Dingbei Hou returned to Beijing, last month Zhang Shangshu's little son was full moon, invited our sisters to sing and dance, during the banquet, I had vaguely heard the name of Dingbei Hou Liang Bozhao, at that time only when he and his sister Liang Bozhao was the same name and surname, and then I inquired carefully, only to know that Liang Bozhao had been stationed in Northern Xinjiang for ten years, and we settled down, we also lived in Northern Xinjiang back then, I want to come, it will not be wrong."

Red makeup glanced at the dagger again and said slowly; And this dagger is the token of love that Liang Bozhao personally gave to his sister back then. No matter how difficult the days were, my sister always kept this dagger with her and never left her. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, what my sister gave him should be a silver hairpin."

The voice of the red makeup was clear, and looking at Yuan Zikuo's gaze, it was even more deep and secluded.

Dingbei Hou Mansion is located in the south city of Jingshi, covers an extremely wide area, there is a plaque hanging at the main entrance, and the book "Dingbei Hou Mansion" is four big characters.

As soon as Ning Xiang got out of the carriage, she was shocked by the momentum of the Hou Mansion, and she couldn't speak for a while, until the servant woman invited her into the house, and she slowly came back to her senses.

This mansion was given by the emperor when he thanked Liang Bozhao for his meritorious service in guarding the border, and although it looked magnificent on the outside, it was very simple on the inside, which was very similar to the Liang Mansion in Qinzhou.

Liang Bozhao has been stationed in northern Xinjiang all the year round, and he has not had much time to return to Beijing, so he has not lived in this Hou Mansion, and there are only more than ten servants in a huge Hou Wang's mansion, which is a world of difference compared to other official palaces.

Ning Xiang is slowly down-to-earth, seeing that the dozen or so servants are honest and simple, I also have a little like it in my heart, and I inquired about it to know that Liang Bozhao had gone to the military camp to train soldiers at this time, and I was afraid that I would not be able to come back until the evening.

This sleep lasted until the time of the lamp, Ning Xiang opened her eyes, and saw a tall figure sitting in front of the bed, with a smile on the corner of her lips, staring at herself.

It's Liang Bozhao.

"Xianggong, you're back." Ning Xiang's heart was full of joy, and just as she was about to get up, Liang Bozhao was already a step faster and stepped forward to help her up.

Seeing that her complexion was excellent, and her little face was much rounder than when she left, Liang Bozhao looked at it in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his lips couldn't help but be stronger, and his big hand stroked her lower abdomen, and said warmly; "Has the child tossed you these days, and is there still morning sickness?"

Ning Xiang chuckled and shook her head; "The child is very well-behaved, and the doctor said that after the first three months, he will not vomit again."

Liang Bozhao nodded and said; "I'll have someone stew soup for you, I'll drink more later."

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