After all, Yun Wei hit the idea on King Jing's head, and did not ask King Jing to help solve Wei Yuanbo's troubles, but only asked King Jing to raise his noble hand and let go of the poor and incompetent Wei Yuanbo.

When King Jing asked if she needed help, she said it was just a small trouble.

Yun Wei slapped herself in the face, hoping that King Jing's heart would be bigger, and she would not follow the emperor.

There was a slight sound of footsteps at the door of the elegant room, and the person who came knocked politely on the door first, and heard Yun Wei say, "Please come in." ”

The door of the tea room was opened, and a tall, cheerful and sunny young man walked in.

Yun Wei narrowed her eyes, as if she was hurt by the sunlight on the young man's body.

"Are you ......" Yun Wei got up and bowed her hand, she really didn't like to get used to women squatting and saluting.

The boy has a baby face, and his smile is more simple and sunny, which makes people feel close.

"Miss Yun asked the shopkeeper to hand me the message, and I don't know who I am? Could it be ......"

The baby-faced boy raised his good-looking sword eyebrows, and was full of ridicule: "Miss Yun is not waiting for me?!" ”

Yun Wei replied seriously: "The person I am waiting for is indeed not you, did His Royal Highness King Jing send you to deal with me?" ”

Babyface didn't expect Yun Wei to be so honest, and after being stunned, he stroked his palms and laughed:

"Are you sure that the owner of this teahouse is King Jing? In the eyes of outsiders, the prince only has a handsome face. ”

"It seems that you are very familiar with His Highness."

Yun Wei breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that she didn't have to slap her face in front of King Jing: "Son, please sit, in fact, I can tell my son what I want, and I don't need the prince to come in person." ”

"Let's get off the wind." The sunny boy sat down and said with a smile: "If you ask me to help, at least you have to satisfy me." ”

"Childe's surname is Cheng?" Yun Wei glanced at the listless curly hair lying at her feet, "Who are you and Master Shang Shucheng of the Criminal Department?" ”

"He's my uncle."

Cheng Feng said bluntly: "But my father and uncle have fallen out a long time ago, my father left the military and is currently the chief soldier of Zhanjiang, I am a small leader in the emperor's imperial forest army, and I grew up with the prince." ”

Curly flicked his tail, an idiot, he explained his background so easily, and King Jing was finally dragged down by his pig teammates.

It was definitely not that the author used the thunder tribulation to kill King Jing in order to fulfill Yun Mo and couldn't think of how to kill Mu Yang.

Yun Wei replied: "Is it difficult to guess that the owner of this teahouse is His Royal Highness King Jing?"

The eldest prince disdained to set up a teahouse to inquire about the news, and the third highness was busy wooing the ministers and making a name for himself in the Shilin, and the second highness would not do this with his serious face of strict self-discipline.

As for the Fifth Highness, he is still young, and his heart is all about martial arts, and he has no distractions. ”

"The ministers and nobles of the DPRK and China dare not do this under the emperor's nose."

Yun Wei has been forced by Yun Mo to understand the court situation recently, and listened to Yun Mo's witty comments on the princes.

"You forgot to mention someone!" A flash of admiration flashed in Cheng Feng's eyes, "Didn't you think that the teahouse was opened by Sanshao, or by Yang Gong's old department?" ”

"Isn't Sanshao the conscience of the Tianmu Dynasty? He won't do anything that has a bad reputation for collapsing houses. ”

Yun Wei chuckled: "He is all about competing with the emperor, and he has no time to run a teahouse, as for Yang Gong...... Does Cheng Gongzi look down on the emperor, or look down on His Royal Highness King Jing?

The main role of the emperor's hanging court division is not to supervise hundreds of officials, but to guard against the old department of Duke Yang.

If His Royal Highness King Jing only had a handsome face, I am afraid that he would have been snatched away by a 'female goblin' long ago."

Cheng Feng applauded Yun Wei, "Don't dare to look down on Miss Yun, you have directed a big play." ”

Yun Wei was silent for a moment, "You've been following me?" ”

Cheng Feng was stared at all over, scratched the back of his head, has the sky changed?

Facing Yun Wei's bright eyes, Cheng Feng shook the pot and said, "It's Ah Yang, he wants to watch the play, so he sent me to follow Miss Yun." ”

"You said that it was the prince, even if it was on the prince's head, the horizontal and vertical drama was just a few more audiences."

Yun Wei handed Cheng Feng a cup of tea, and pushed a small plate of peeled edamame to Cheng Feng's approach, "Is this play exciting?" ”

Cheng Feng leaned back, not daring to move the tea and edamame, and his heart was cold:

“…… The prince said that it was very good-looking, if Miss Yun was a man, she would be able to charm thousands of girls without saying anything about it. ”

"There are delicate girls who don't do it, who wants to be a stinky man!" Yun Wei snorted arrogantly.

He was speechless, women are so terrible, there is really no need to be a man.

For example, Yang Niangniang of Zhaoyang Palace, Ah Yang has always been wary of her.

Yun Wei tapped her fingers on the table and raised the corners of her lips, "The prince likes to watch dramas, so it's easy to do, originally I wanted to pay some price to let the prince raise his noble hand."

Your words saved me a lot of effort, do you have to pay a ticket money after watching the play? The play can't be sung in vain, and the famous actors have to be rewarded with money when they go to the theater garden. ”

Cheng Feng had a bad premonition that he would be killed by Ah Yang's drills when he went back, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted that he took the initiative to invite Ying to the teahouse.

No wonder the other three cast sympathetic glances when he went out.

Livestock, is there any brotherly love?!

"The nobles who helped the emperor clean up through the Yongping grain depot case do not include Wei Yuanbo, he is not worthy of the prince's intentions, his existence is to spend a little money, but it can show that the emperor misses the old and refuses to treat the earliest followers."

Yun Wei picked up the teacup, the fragrance of tea overflowed, and Miao Miao's mist gently softened her eyebrows:

"Don't you want to see Wei Yuanbo and his good son-in-law Dong Ren fall in love with each other? Don't want to see Miss Jiang Er urging her lover to move forward? This year, there is one less drama of the emperor's illegitimate son looking for relatives, which happened to be made up by Dong Gongzi. ”

"I want to see it, I want to see it." Cheng Feng nodded obediently.

"So, you've got to add money!"

Yun Wei squinted at Cheng Feng, who took out her purse, "You don't have to give me the silver, you go back and tell the prince, don't let Wei Yuanbo get involved in the case of Yongping Grain Depot, that case is too big for Dong Gongzi to deal with if he is timid." ”

Cheng Fenggang wanted to nod, but suddenly heard the noisy voices of pedestrians outside the teahouse running away, "Run, run, the master is here." ”

He immediately got up and went straight to the window, his baby face rarely serious.

"Mu Yang, the foundation of your martial arts has been destroyed, what kind of chaos is you adding? Don't be a burden to me and let the assassins go. ”

The three young men shouted and fell from the sky, fighting together with a man dressed as a guard.

Both sides are martial arts masters, and the wind emitted from their bodies during the fight is like a tornado, leaving a pit on the ground with each step.

Ordinary people, even if they are gently blown by the wind, will be injured and bleeding.

The master had no scruples about fighting, the wind and dust were flying, and Mu Yang stood aside alone, letting the wind roll up the hem of his clothes.

Cheng Feng clenched his fist and slammed it on the window lattice, "How dare he?" If he doesn't lose his foundation, Ah Yang will definitely enter the eighth grade, after all, he is a martial arts wizard. ”