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After all, the two letters were not recovered, and the official post in Hangzhou was very conscientious, and sent the official documents sorted out by the Metropolitan Procuratorate to the capital overnight, under the desperate gaze of Chu Nan, a man and a horse rolled up a dust and smoke and disappeared into the distance, Chu Nan could only stand at the gate of the city and sigh. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, the autumn mood in the capital has become stronger, but the weather can not hinder the excitement of the people, now the mighty and majestic Liang army is like a storm sweeping leaves like a fierce chase to kill the vicious Hu people, His Majesty sits in the Chinese army, the two most proud of the people of the capital Xing Chu mad and Li Ling are the left and right vanguard, nearly half of the Liang's results are also from the hands of these two people, and the favorite of the people of the capital is to sit in the teahouse after tea and dinner, watching the dusty messenger holding high the battle report, shouting that the Mobei victory galloped through the street。

At this time, in a teahouse at the city gate, a fat middle-aged man suddenly booed, signaled everyone to be quiet, and said softly: "Listen, it's the sound of horses' hooves, and it may be the good news of Mobei!"

Everyone was jubilant, and the owner of the teahouse stroked his beard and said with a smile: "A few days ago, General Chu just burned down the city where the Hu people stored grain, and forced the Hu people to retreat fifty miles, I don't know what good news it is this time?"

The fat man said with a smile: "I think it's time for the big prince to be in the limelight this time, I don't know how many Hu people he killed and how much land he occupied." ”

The boss scolded with a smile: "Fat man, don't think I don't know what you think, don't you just want to take advantage of the opportunity of Daliang to expand the territory, resell your things, and take the opportunity to make a lot of money?"

Qian Fat Man didn't mean to refute at all, but said proudly: "Those Hu people are short of food and clothing this year, and a horse of the most inferior linen can be exchanged for a few cows, and it would be a fool not to make money." And the scholars of Wang University have said that this is squeezing the blood of the Hu people, and it is also contributing to the beam, just like those heroes on the battlefield. ”

The owner of the teahouse snorted coldly, watched the man and the horse gradually disappear into the end of the street, and muttered, "It doesn't seem to be the messenger of the Mobei camp." ”

Everyone was puzzled and hurriedly asked the reason, but the boss coughed a few times, satisfying everyone's appetite, and then said proudly: "That is, the old man, I ushered in the eyesight that I have been sent to the city gate for decades, and you are not enough to see the difference." ”

The fat man looked at the boss's sullen appearance, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, I'm pretending to be a ghost again, if you don't believe it or not, I won't give me money for tea?"

The crowd laughed and laughed.

The boss was sweating profusely, and hurriedly reassured everyone: "You see that the horses that passed just now have short legs, far less tall than the war horses of the army, and must have come from the south." ”

Qian Fat Man frowned and said, "I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now that I think about it, it's really true." Could it be that there has been progress in the re-examination of Zhang Mingjing's case? Where is the Zhang family, I don't believe that anything can really be found. ”

The teahouse owner also sighed: "If you want me to say, Your Majesty shouldn't have indulged those gate valves in the south like that, if it weren't for their frequent moths to pull their hind legs, my Liang would have driven the Hu people to the north of the desert, and General Yang in the northwest wouldn't have to work so hard." ”

Qian Fatzi said indignantly: "In the past, Lao Tzu was passing through Hangzhou, and was repeatedly bullied by the people of the Zhang family. Don't count on the lord of the imperial history who has always liked to be with mud this time, the lord of the household department is not afraid of the powerful, since the fifth young master of the Chu family can be hand-picked by His Majesty, he can't be useless, but he can also count on it, but I don't know what His Majesty means. ”

The owner of the teahouse waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about these troubles, say something else." By the way, speaking of that Young Master Chu, I think everyone knows the second miss of the Yang family who ran away from home in fear of marriage, and I heard that she went to the south to find her brother-in-law. ”

Qian Fat Man pinched his chin and said with a smile: "It is said that half of the sister-in-law's butt belongs to the brother-in-law, so I don't know if that Young Master Chu dares to do it?"

The owner of the teahouse said disdainfully: "I really think that everyone else is like you, marrying one is not over, and you are ashamed to include the two sisters-in-law in the room in one go." ”

Everyone laughed and coaxed, not knowing how much tea they had spilled, and the laughter threatened to tear down the roof of the small teahouse.

Qian Fat Man stood up, blushing and said: "You are just hard-mouthed, will you stop doing it in exchange for you? You are jealous, your eyes are red!, hum, how can you understand the beauty of sleeping together?!"

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In a quiet courtyard near the palace, the seventeenth princess, who was over fifty years old but still charming, that is, the wife of Wang Defu, the household servant, lazily reached out and took a letter, yawned and said, "Is this the letter from the master?"

The little maid hurriedly replied cautiously: "Yes, madam, it was specially sent by someone from the Inspectorate." ”

Although she has long moved out of the palace to live, Mrs. Wang still retains the pomp and circumstance when she was a princess, and the etiquette that should not be there must be must be observed. Wang Defu's little fairy held the famous tea offered by the emperor in one hand, elegantly pulled out the letter with the other, shook her hand casually, and took a sip of tea comfortably, ready to read it slowly.

Suddenly, in the little girl's frightened eyes, the little fairy first frowned, and then became furious, allowing the precious cup to be shattered, and didn't care that the tea wet her favorite palace dress, and said angrily: "It's the opposite, it's only been a few days since he dared to mess with flowers and grass, and he wrote a letter to demonstrate, doesn't he know where there is resistance, where there is oppression?"

The little maid followed the little fairy for a long time, and said tremblingly: "Madam, the slave doesn't know. ”

The little fairy gritted her teeth and said, "It's really unbearable for uncle, and aunt can't bear it either." I'll go into the palace to live, and let him just write a letter to me, anyway, it's not interesting, give him a stick of incense time to consider. ”

The little maid timidly reminded: "Madam, the master is not at home, and now he is thousands of miles away." ”

The little fairy's face turned red, usually Wang Defu did something to make him unhappy, and he used such means to scare Wang Defu, every time Wang Defu always sighed and sighed to give in, but now he was so excited that he forgot that Wang Defu was not around, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

The little fairy thought for a moment and asked, "Honestly, how am I doing to the master?" Tell the truth, don't perfunctory me." ”

The little maid just wanted to say that she didn't know when she was glared at by the little fairy fiercely, and said stubbornly: "Madame usually says that she is still very good to the master, and she is thoughtful about the master's food, clothing, housing and transportation, but she is just ............ It's just ............"

The little fairy frowned and said, "It's just what, I don't blame you for saying it." ”

The little maid closed her eyes and said ruthlessly: "It's just that the lady takes care of her too carefully, and the old man is taken care of inside and out, and he can't usually go out to entertain guests." ”

The little fairy said with a disappointed face: "Is that so? No wonder I have provoked other women in the past few days, and I have written to demonstrate to me, it seems that I really did not do well enough." Go and get a pen and paper, I will write a letter to the master, apologize to him, as long as he does not deliberately find women to be angry with me, I will give him an extra ten taels of silver every month in the future. ”

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Linglong happily waved Chu Nan's letter and shouted to Yang Mei: "Miss, Miss, my uncle has a letter." ”

Yang Mei was overjoyed, stood up and sat down again, frowned, and said, "If you come to the letter, you can write it, do you need to make a fuss?"

Linglong snorted coldly in her heart, muttered a few words in a low voice, and handed the letter to Yang Mei.

Yang Mei only glanced at it, as if she had eaten something strange, her face was full of indescribable strangeness, and her hand holding the letter was trembling faintly.

Linglong leaned over curiously and exclaimed, "Dear little fairy, my uncle is really shameless, my flesh is numb!!"

Yangmei's face was red, I don't know whether she was ashamed or angry, her lips were faintly white due to her broken teeth, and she slapped the letter on the table angrily.

Linglong didn't know why, so she grabbed it in her hand and muttered, "I'll see if my uncle mentioned me." Yangmei couldn't react, and said urgently: "Don't let you see it, give it back to me!"

Linglong became more and more curious, circled around the table and Yangmei, and pouted: "Why can't I read it, you promised me that I would share it if I have something, and I wrote the letter last time, why can't I read it?"

Yang Mei said angrily: "You still have the face to say, it has already been written, you have to read it again, but half of the four pages of the paper are lost, and the shameful dead girl, return it to me." ”

Linglong usually listens to Yangmei's words, but she is not afraid to talk back to Yangmei, although she is nominally a master and servant, but in fact she has a kind of dependence on her mother, and simply said: "Hmph, I don't know how to be ashamed, can't I?" Ah, white obscene clothes, don't you like to wear red, miss? Is it to please my uncle?"

Yangmei was too lazy to snatch it again, and was about to write a letter to scold Chu Nan, when she heard Linglong's words, a cloud of thick ink dripped on the rice paper, and she said with a red face: "Shut up, what does it matter to you what clothes I wear?"

Linglong listened as if Yang Mei had admitted it, and said indignantly: "Little fairy, my husband still remembers your faint body temperature, and the endless lingering resistance that night...... Guanyin sits ...... Uh, miss, you're not ashamed to make such a pose!"

Yang Mei gritted her teeth, tore up the discarded rice paper, and trembled all over: "I must not spare him, he will pay the price." ”

Suddenly, Linglong seemed to think of something, pointed at Yangmei and cried and shouted: "Miss, you actually ate secretly!!You actually carried me and my uncle to have a round house??!!!

Yangmei fell headlong on the table, slapped the table with both hands, and said hysterically: "He is looking for death! I will definitely kill him!!!"