The heat wave has wiped out all the greenery. The noise of cicadas entered the gorgeous and empty hall.

Emperor Yan sat silently in the hall, and did not say a word for an entire hour.

Xu Nei served a cup of lotus seed soup and said in a soft voice: "Official, the sky is dry, you use some lotus seed soup to clear the fire." ”

Emperor Yan Shengdi said "um", took the soup cup and used a few sips, feeling that the sullen breath in his heart was extinguished a little by the cold soup, and his mood was slightly better. He silently finished the soup, put the soup cup and said to Xu Neishi: "This soup is bitter, but it can really clear the fire." ”

Xu Neishou smiled: "The lotus seed core is bitter. ”

Emperor Yan Shengdi laughed, pointed at Xu Nei and said, "Old thing." ”

After relieving himself, he stood up and moved a few steps in the hall, "The heart of the poor son is bitter, if there is no heart of the poor son, naturally there will be no bitterness." But in this world, who parent does not pity their children. ”

Xu Nei said: "There is still a saying among the people that 'every family has a scripture that is difficult to read', and parents who want to come to this world also have their own worries. ”

Emperor Yan Sheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, waved his hand and said, "That's it, don't mention those unfilial sons." - I remember that in the past, Ah Wan never noticed such a thing. ”

Xu Neishou was also very happy to change the topic, so he quickly answered: "In the past, Ming Zongyu had to be drunk for seven or eight hours out of the twelve hours a day. ”

Emperor Yan Shengdi remembered Ming Wanwan's drunken appearance in the past, and said with a smile: "It's hard for her, and she didn't miss an errand in holding the wine jar like that." ”

He paced a few more steps, and his heart moved.

In the past, Ming Wanwan bought drunk every day, and everyone in Kyoto had a common guess. And that speculation is also known to him.

If that person is summoned back, this trouble under his nose will be temporarily solved.

But if you summon that person back, if you stimulate Ah Wan, won't you be even more sorry for her.

Emperor Yan Sheng relaxed a little, and then became irritable. He paced back and forth in the hall for a while, and then beckoned a small chamberlain, "Go, go and pass Concubine De." ”

The little waiter answered, bowed down and retreated outside the hall, and when he reached the gate of the hall, the Holy Emperor Yan called him again.

"Wait." After a pause, Emperor Yan Shengdi said again: "Don't pass on Concubine De, go and pass on Princess Qin." ”

The little chamberlain peeked at him, then bowed down and withdrew from the hall again.

Emperor Yan returned to the golden chair, picked up the paperweight on the table and played with it for a while, and then ordered someone to pass the cloud into the palace.

Wan Wan didn't know how many actions her little report made Emperor Yan Shengdi take the opportunity to make a decision. It was almost noon after she left the palace, and it was time for dinner. So he went to Jiuxianlou very leisurely to pack four dishes and one soup, and shook back to the small courtyard.

When I walked to the entrance of the alley, I saw that the little guy she sent with Feng Qingcheng last time was ...... with a Jianghu guest Well, it's kind of a bicker.

Wan Wan is very polite when she sees what is called poison in the mouth. This pierced the other party's heart word by word, and it made people unable to say anything.

Wan Wan listened for a while, as if she understood the approximation. This Jianghu guest wanted to come to find the second master to borrow money, but after being stopped by Zhuyi, the Jianghu guest scolded Zhuyi. I don't want to chase Yi, and I refuse to give up. Just in front of this gate, people came and went to show off their acting skills.

He first didn't let go of half a word and had a verbal conversation with the Jianghu guest, only forcing the Jianghu guest to the point that he was red-faced and almost wanted to draw his sword. The Jianghu guest can't quarrel, and it's not good to fight with a guy because he can't quarrel.

This Kyoto is prosperous, and there must be the wind media haunting the rivers and lakes listening to the rain pavilion. Once he draws his sword today, it won't be long before it becomes a joke on the streets.

The Jianghu guest turned around and wanted to leave, but he felt that he would leave without saying anything, and it was inevitable that he would be suspicious of being gray. Then he said: "Second Master Ming is noble, but he doesn't want his servants to be so tricky." ”

When Zhu Yi heard him mention Second Master Ming, his acting skills were officially on the line.

At first, he smiled and said no, saying that his master was not at home. And apologized for his previous inappropriate words. It's just that this apology is so apologetic, revealing such a cold smell, so that the other party can't say anything.

Then the expression on Zhuyi's face began to be exciting. The polite smile seeped out of the grievances, and there was a sadness in the grievances, and there was a bit of helplessness in the sadness. In just a few sentences, the wandering of the second master of Ming, the difficulties and helplessness of the Mingyue Villa are all described, which makes people feel that if they don't immediately take out some money to help, that is to be sorry for the help of the second master of Ming in the past, and it is in vain to call himself a hero.

This fascinating performance is wonderful and reasonable. Straight to Wan Wan was amazed, no matter what, she couldn't figure out how her male god cultivated such a drama spirit.

A look of shame appeared on the face of the Jianghu guest, and he turned around neatly with a fist in the direction of Zhuyi, and strode away. It didn't take long for them to disappear into the crowd.

When the excitement was over, all the people who had gathered in front of the door to watch the excitement dispersed.

Zhu Yi hung his head and sighed, and then slowly retreated into the courtyard, ready to close the door panel.

Wan Wan hurriedly walked over and pushed the door before he closed the door panel. When Zhu Yi saw her, he immediately opened the door, and at the same time flashed out of the way and called sweetly: "Big lady, you are back." ”

He is in the courtyard at the moment, and the expression on his face is as bright as a blooming sunrise flower, without the slightest loneliness and helplessness.

Wan Wan sighed in admiration, and took out a piece of silver and gave it to him, "Well done." Take it and add a chicken leg to eat. ”

Zhuyi thanked him happily, and said, "The second master is not at home now." The small egret keeps an eye on the neighborhood every day, and once a borrowed person comes, he runs back to inform the small one. The little one will go out of the second master first, and then it will be easy to deal with them. ”

This is not only a drama spirit, this is still a scheming boy.

The egret is the one who listens to the Rain Pavilion, and he understands best which of these Jianghu guests is suspected of coming to borrow money. This man used it, and this little plan laid out.

Wan Wan sighed again, and then gave him a whole ingot of silver and said, "You both add a leg of mutton to eat." ”

He thanked him crisply, went into the yard and poured a bowl of iced sour plum soup for Wanwan, and cut a cold melon, and then took the silver to find the egret to buy a leg of mutton to eat.

Wan Wan waited for a while, and saw Second Master Ming coming back with a bag of herbs. Wan Wan didn't mention anything about Fang Cai at all, and the uncle and nephew had lunch very usually.

After lunch, I talked for a while, and when I saw that the time for duty in the afternoon was near, Wan Wan left home. I bought a few large bags of dim sum at the pastry shop at the corner of the street, and then I went back to Tianmen.

In the afternoon, Wan Wan drank tea and nibbled on snacks with several famous catchers who continued to stay in the nameless building, which was also very comfortable.

It was not until the evening that Wan Wan picked up her spirits and began to dedicate herself to her work. By the time she had flipped through today's news, she had written a secret fold and submitted it, and the hour had already passed.

When I walked to the door of the Tianmen Mansion, I saw Fengqing City's carriage quietly parked on the side of the road.

The consciousness of her male god is very high.