Wang Yan has a secret hatred in his heart, but he has been bullied since he was a child, and he knows that when you are not strong enough, your anger can only look ridiculous in the eyes of others.

"Mr. Duan's hard work! Jingshi's affairs are busy, and Young Master Ben is bothered. Wang Yan smiled brightly.

Rao is Duan Xuesong's job in Beijing is to usher in the news sent to find out, and he has seen a lot of people, and he thinks that he is already inviolable, and no one can make his heart palpitate.

But seeing the bright smile of the second son, somehow my heart was a little hairy.

"Ahem, what did the second young master say, it was the old slave who was not well entertained and neglected the young master, the second young master, please take a seat!" Duan Xuesong finally got up and led Wang Yan to sit down.

"It's quiet in this room, it's so chaotic down there, it's as quiet as a paradise above." Wang Yan didn't rush to say something, he had to wait for the other party to speak first.

Duan Xuesong brought a cup of tea to Wang Yan, and said with a smile: "What Childe said is that in this Tianzi room, the floor slab alone is much thicker than other places, and the middle is ......."

"What's going on in this time?" Wang Yan casually interrupted Duan Xuesong.

Duan Xuesong still said enthusiastically with a deflated expression on his face: "Approaching the end of the New Year, the yamen of the Beijing Division have begun to prepare for the New Year, but everything is calm. ”

"No problem?" Wang Yan asked.

"What do you mean by this? Do you suspect that the old slave has not done his duty? What important news was missing? Duan Xuesong put away his smile.

Wang Yan's smile still denied again and again: "No, no, Mr. Duan, you have won the trust of the eldest brother, and I naturally don't doubt the vision of the eldest brother." But Mobei should also be in charge of Mr. Duan, right? ”

Duan Xuesong's heart sank, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, this second son was obviously prepared, could it be that he really missed any important news?

Duan Xuesong could only stubbornly ask: "I am a slave, maybe the eldest prince saw that I was loyal and praised me in front of you, but how can I be a slave and maid in the eyes of the master, the second prince laughed."

I don't know what the second son said about Mobei, what is the news? There are big and small news every day, and I don't know what kind of child is talking about. ”

Wang Yan picked up the teacup and blew the steaming steam, and said leisurely: "The news I said is naturally a big event that is enough to change the situation. ”

"Oh! Of course, this kind

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The news has naturally been reported to the owner early, you can rest assured! It's just that there are some secrets, the master doesn't say it, and I, a slave, don't dare to talk about it in private, so please forgive the second young master. ”

"Duan Xuesong, do you still have humility in your eyes? Childe asked, do you dare to hide something? Kuanbo had long been unaccustomed to the arrogant appearance of this cedar, and immediately rebuked angrily.

Wang Yan's hands were obviously bruised, and it was only after a while that he returned to normal, took a sip of tea and said, "It's hot, it's happy!" Kuanbo, since it is inconvenient for Mr. Duan to say, then forget it. ”

Wang Yan saw that Duan Xuesong was strict-mouthed, and he didn't go around the bend anymore, and asked: "My father values war horses the most, I don't know if Mr. Duan will have a harvest this year?" Before I went back, I sent me a special message, asking me to bring good news back for the New Year. ”

As soon as Duan Xuesong heard about the war horse, Rao was the invulnerable face of his exercise, and it also changed slightly.

"Hey! Don't hide it from the second son, the progress of the war horse matter is really slow now, and the reserves of the previous few months have not had time to be transported away, they were requisitioned by the imperial court, and the war horse is too scarce in my Daming! ”

"I originally thought that I would find a way to make my father happy, but now it seems that Mr. Duan's big difference, even if I count the little war horse in my hand, it can't satisfy my father." Wang Yan was full of regrets.

Duan Xuesong looked at Wang Yan in astonishment, and asked in disbelief: "Second son, you said you have a war horse in your hand?" ”

"Yes, it's just that the transfer is troublesome, I just went to get a foster care paperwork, but it's the New Year soon, I can't really drive the horse back, don't eat Chinese New Year's Eve!" Wang Yan is left and right.

"I can, the old slave can! Don't worry about the second son, there is an old slave, and if it is kept for you, you can rest assured! Duan Xuesong was suddenly emotional.

It's no wonder that he lost his sense of proportion, it's really that his hometown attaches great importance to war horses, he hasn't completed the task for several years, and if he doesn't make some contributions, I'm afraid that the eldest prince won't be able to keep him.

Duan Xuesong came back to his senses and asked again: "Isn't there only a few war horses that the second prince said?" ”

Wang Yan looked at the old fox and stretched out a finger.

"A horse?" The corners of Duan Xuesong's mouth twitched.

"It's more than a hundred." Wang Yan's faint voice echoed in Duan Xuesong's ears like thunder.

Duan Xuesong looked at Wang Yan in astonishment as if he had been struck by lightning, and only felt that he had heard it wrong.

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"Second son, you're not joking, are you?"

"Why should I lie to you?" Wang Yan said with a sip of tea.

Duan Xuesong calmed down, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "What does the second prince want the old slave to do?" ”

The corners of Wang Yan's mouth rose and said, "Mr. Duan is in charge of the financial power in the north, and it just so happens that I am short of money recently, how about taking 500,000 taels for me?" When the time comes, you and I will cooperate, and Dad will definitely be happy. ”

"This ......" Duan Xuesong hesitated, not because of money.

He is the eldest son's person, and if he cooperates with the second son, it is inevitable that the eldest prince will think more.

Seeing this, Wang Yan did not urge, opened the window in the room, and when he looked down, he could see the red shadow that was still flying.

The layout of this workshop is unique, from the stairs on the first floor, there is an open private room on the second floor, and the aisle is above the stage.

On the third floor, it was very different, the corridor was moved to the wall, and the door was open to the wall, but the window was facing the stage.

The more Wang Yan looked, the more fascinated he became, and the movement of the red Qianying became faster and faster, and as the sound of the piano fell, Qianying sat down suddenly, the double swords in his hands were frozen, and the pretty face was facing the position where he was standing just now.

Is the girl looking for me?

Wang Yan couldn't help but become narcissistic, and his eyes followed the direction of Narcissus.

"It's him!" Wang Yan's face changed dramatically in an instant.

Narcissus never expected that he thought that the big hero in his heart would never see each other again, but today his mother suddenly said to him that the emperor was coming to listen to music and watch the dance.

The emperor really appeared in the position last time, she wanted him to know her admiration, but she also understood that she was a dusty woman, how could she not enter the eyes of the royal family, and the emperor could not afford to lose this face.

Thinking of this, Narcissus's eyes became mournful, and he sat on the stage and stopped moving.

"Childe, what's wrong with this Oiran? I've been posing for a while, why didn't I move? I've been looking at this side, didn't I recognize you, and I want to take revenge for the last time, right? Fan Zhong smiled.

Zhu Qizhen glared at him, and his heart was a little weak, he had already greeted Fengluan of the Teaching Department in advance, so he wouldn't still hold on to it, right?

"Ahem, what nonsense? It's a stage need! Zhu Qizhen said with a slight blush, his eyes subconsciously looking away.

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