Wangxian Tower, the second floor, the elegant seat.

Qu Wenhai and Nie Qichen sat opposite each other, and Xiao Er, who was quick with his hands and feet, served tea and water to the two of them.

Nie Qichen looked at the bowl with a smile, and Xiao Er was busy in the private room.

He was calm and relaxed, and Qu Wenhai was also unhurried, and before going upstairs, he didn't forget to order someone to go back to his house to deliver the news, and explained that he would not go back for dinner.

After Xiao Er finished his work, he bowed down and retreated with Xiaoxiao, and the two of them each hugged the bowl and skimmed the tea foam and began to drink tea.

"To say that this Wangxian Tower is a rare and good place, as long as the tea here can afford to give silver, it is a famous product that is only available in the palace."

Nie Qichen took a sip and squinted his eyes in satisfaction to break the silence of the room.

Qu Wenhai sniffed the fragrance of tea, and the lines on his face soothed: "This tea is good." ”

"Lord Qu these days, are you still comfortable?" Nie Qichen likes to poke the hearts of others when he speaks, if he changes his ordinary identity, he will be afraid that he will be slapped in the face with the soles of his shoes.

Qu Wenhai didn't realize how embarrassing these words sounded, and raised his hand and rubbed his temples: "The junior in the family doesn't know which shameless person was kidnapped, Qu has been checking the list of people who entered and exited the prison that day on the register for the past two days, and today he finally has some clues, and it is estimated that he will be able to find the person in a few days." ”

Nie Qichen raised his eyebrows, and his face showed a bit of disbelief: "The guards in the Guozi Prison have always been strict, and this will happen in the courtyard, Master Qu, you can't hide this matter, you have to report it." ”

"It's just a trivial matter between students, why bother so much, wait until you find the juniors in the family and ask the reason carefully, and then make another decision." Qu Wenhai put the tea bowl back on the table and knocked it on the table a few times.

He didn't want to talk about it anymore, but Nie Qichen didn't want to let him go.

As soon as the door was pushed, he said aloud: "Go and serve a few of your signature dishes here, warm a pot of plum wine, and I'll have a few drinks with Master Qu." ”

Xiao Er retreated, and there were only the two of them in the room again, Qu Wenhai smiled indifferently, and refilled the tea for himself.

"Master Qu recently entered Beijing to shoot but I don't know that there are a few places in this capital that His Majesty has always wanted to rectify, these five cities will not talk about it for the time being, but this country is the bloodline of our Ming Dynasty, and there must be no mistakes, monarchs and ministers, all of them are indispensable."

Nie Qichen suddenly leaned forward and talked about the secret in his heart.

Qu Wenhai was carrying the kettle, his face was stunned, "Speaking of the situation in Beijing, Qu Mou knows very little, the more he knows, the more Qu Mou does not dare to act at will, and he must always be cautious and cautious in his actions and words." ”

"Master Qu's words are wrong, if you have been so cautious and cautious, and you have no merit in office, how can Your Majesty remember you as a person, and you really don't want to go further in the future?"

Of course he wanted to!

You can make a game with the tiger, unless he's crazy.

Qu Wenhai pretended to groan, holding the bowl and starting to taste tea one by one.

Nie Qichen had already said most of what he wanted to say today, he withdrew his body and refilled himself, and the two of them meditated again.

"Master Qu should go back and think about Benbo's words today."

"Uncle Qu mentioned it."

Xiao Er brought wine and food, but the two pushed the glass and changed the lamp, but they didn't talk about it again.

Out of the immortal tower, the evening breeze blew from the corridor, Qu Wenhai's three points of alcohol were instantly blown away to only one point, he said goodbye to Nie Qichen, but the carriage turned around at the intersection in front of him and went straight to Qian Shuben's house.

"Uncle, after Lord Qu separated from you, he went to the mansion of the old Qian Ge."

Nie Qichen's eyes showed a little satisfaction: "Go home." ”

I don't know what the situation outside the courtyard is, but it can be inferred from the previous details.

After sleeping for a day and a night, she woke up from a full sleep, but it was still dark, and she was not in a hurry to get up.

Nie Qichen wanted to make a fuss about her, Qu Wenhai and Zhang Qianyuan wanted to make a plan, this is also a puddle of muddy water, and if you don't go well, you will be fishy.

His Royal Highness King Yu, who had just returned to Beijing, locked her up here, did he want to watch the excitement, or did he want to get something out of it?

As a vassal king, once he becomes a vassal king, the military power in his hands according to the ancestral system must be completely handed over, how can a person who has held real power be a vassal king who enjoys wealth and nobility?

Qu Qingyan smiled silently, it was really a good calculation!

Turning over, she began to figure out how she should deal with it once she was sent back to the Qu family.

It was so bright that she couldn't sit up anymore, and the room was dimly lit and she couldn't put her embroidered shoes on her feet several times, and it was a terrible thing to get used to.

"Miss Qu, do you want to get up?" The little maid who was keeping vigil outside the door heard the movement and asked outside in a daze, Qu Qingyan hummed, and the little maid pushed the door in.

The palace lamps at the four corners were lit, and the room was warm.

The door of the wardrobe with a red sandalwood carved bat pattern with a low table is open, and a new shirt and skirt are neatly stacked inside.

The little maid took two sets and hugged them to Qu Qingyan: "Miss Qu, you like these two bodies, if you don't like them, the slave will go and change them again." ”

Qu Qingyan's eyes fell in front of the little girl, and he saw a purple silk jacket, a black forged gold bikin, a jade-colored satin horse-faced skirt, and a woven gold and beaded eight-treasure pattern skirt at the bottom......

She has never worn women's clothes and she doesn't want to wear them!

"Where are the clothes I wore when I arrived the day before?"

"In the Huan Washroom, the slave maid sent the pulp to wash, but it has not been sent back."

The little maid held her shirt and hesitated: "Miss Qu, why don't you just wear women's clothes." ”

Qu Qingyan raised her eyebrows, she could make this little girl so embarrassed, I was afraid that this was not her idea.

"Put it back, and help me find a man's robe."

Even if a person has to bow her head under the eaves, but since the other party promises not to preach it, she should not be forced to wear women's clothes. Qu Qingyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his pretty face was full of momentum.

The little maid's body shook, she didn't dare to say anything more and took back her skirt, bowed and walked out.

When the little maid came back a quarter of an hour later, she was holding Qu Qingyan's scholar's shirt in her arms, and under the shirt was her little coat and strap.

With her hair in a bun and a scholar's headscarf, she took a few steps back and forth in the room, and finally felt that she had changed back to herself.

"Miss Qu, the prince asked you to go to the front yard for breakfast."

Having breakfast with Zhu Jinrui, what kind of moth did this person come up with?

She followed the little maid all the way to the main courtyard. When I entered, I saw Zhu Jinrui sitting at the table in regular clothes, and when I saw her enter the door, I only swept her coldly.

"I've seen the prince."

When you ask for something, you are Your Highness, and when you want to distance yourself, you are the prince, which is really realistic.

Zhu Jinrui subconsciously pursed her lips because of her title.

"Sit."

Qu Qingyan hesitated and was reluctant to step forward, Da Ming emphasized etiquette the most, and Taizu wanted to repeat the Zhou ceremony, and made a strict division of origin, rank, and so on.

How can she, a concubine, dare to sit on an equal footing with the prince?