Black clouds cover the moon, and a light snow comes unexpectedly.

The snowflakes are like flying catkins, sweeping the cloth flags in front of the building, and the sound of the empty piano accompanied by the woman's enchanting singing voice sounded from the window:

"The spring is more than two-thirds, and the wicker is thousands of threads~ Xiaolou was like silk last night, where did the swallows return? ……”

It was the second half of the night, and the Wutong Street outside was still brightly lit, but most of the back streets were closed.

People are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the same is true for Qinglou, the top card of Longyin Lou in front of him, showing the face of the rich man in Wende Bridge, and there are still countless benefactors scrambling to smash silver.

And on the back street that is only a hundred steps away, the environment girls are relatively ordinary, and the guests who come to recreation are all small rich people who are not wealthy, but want to get involved in the fame of Wutong Street.

But these two days are different, in a small green building on the back street, there is a high roller, listening to the tone is a ranger from the north, he is quite generous, singing a song to give one or two silver, when to sing tired when to stop, not like those who have not seen a woman of the rich man, do not drink a sip of wine, just know how to buckle and touch.

For this reason, the singer who accompanied the wine worked very hard, sat at the table, and sang from noon to the second half of the night, her voice was hoarse, and she still played the pipa softly. His eyes were sleepy, but with a little curiosity, and from time to time he glanced at the man sitting in front of the window drinking alone.

The man looks like he is in his early thirties, very young, not handsome, and not sloppy, but with a chic Jianghu atmosphere all over his body, he looks like a prodigal son who walks in the distance all the year round, but he is very popular with Sister Yao.

The man was wearing a plain green robe, and there were not many accessories on his body, the most eye-catching thing was the iron folding fan on the table and the money bag around his waist.

The folding fan is quite big, two feet long, together like a ring ruler, engraved with the words 'today's free clouds, he is still smoky', what does it look like after unfolding, the singer has never seen it, after all, no one will fan the fan in winter, she estimates that it is a weapon to go to the rivers and lakes.

The wallet is also very drumming, this has been opened, it is full of gold beans, one can be exchanged for ten taels of silver, sing ten tunes and give her one, the small tea tray next to her, has put a small bowl, is enough to live a stable life from the good to the future.

The more golden beans, the more comfortable it will be in the future, although the singer's throat and fingers are very tired, she still keeps this smile and sings the minor tune that has been passed down from Jiangzhou seriously.

According to the practice of these two days, the green-robed drinker in front of the window will rest on the desk after drinking until the fifth watch, and she can also retire.

But just after the fourth watch today, the singer saw the green-robed drinker raise his finger and look at the street outside the window with three points of drunken eyes.

After a pause, the singer leaned over slightly, looked at the street where it was snowing lightly, but saw an old man in a literary robe, walking behind his hands behind his back.

The old man is elegant, and his age is estimated to be in his fifties, but he is still handsome, especially those eyes, just like those court masters who never come to the back streets.

Seeing this, the singer thought that the drinker's father had found it, and her eyes were obviously a little panicked:

"Guest, who is this?"

The green-robed drinker frowned and looked out the window, his fingers lightly hooked, and a jar of unopened old wine flew out of the window, seemingly stable, but even the wind and snow in the sky were affected.

And the old man on the street, slowly raised his hand, held the wine jar firmly with his fingertips, did not bring half a noise, and said with a smile:

"It is said that Hua Daxia is chic and uninhibited, generous, and likes to make drinking friends.

Hua Ling sat in front of the window, with three doubts in her eyes:

"Where is Your Excellency sacred?"

The old man said casually: "The chivalrous journey thousands of miles to the land of Yan, and the sword dragon shines on the west." After getting drunk, his eyes were dark, and his head was full of frost and snow like an ape. It's just an old martial artist who has been floating for half his life from the south to the north, and his name is not worth mentioning. ”

"Your Excellency is Long Zhengqing?"

"Hehe......"

The old man did not respond positively, but turned to look at the singer next to him:

"Girl, go down, there are some things that you can't hear, and it's easy to lead to death."

Geji's face turned pale, and she hurriedly got up with the pipa in her arms, and ran down quickly with the golden beans.

Knock knock~

After Hua Ling waited for the footsteps to go downstairs, she picked up the iron fan on the table and looked at it:

"Your Excellency is here to block the Night Terror Hall?"

The old man shook his head: "I am a cherished talent, I can't bear to look at the good seedlings that are rare in a hundred years, for a few pictures of the dragon, and die in this foreign country." ”

Hua Ling sneered: "The news is well-informed. People are in the rivers and lakes, life and death depend on their abilities, how can you conclude in one word, how do you know that my deeds are more auspicious and less? ”

"As soon as the Night Terror Hall dies, it is equivalent to solving the great trouble of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, but the Northwest Royal Court is not exhausted, and the Night Terror Hall has not yet died."

The old man lifted his robe lightly, sat down outside a carriage outside the building, and patted the wine seal with his hand:

"If you say that it is mysterious, it is to kill the night terrors, it is against the sky, the silence of the broken voice, Sima Yue, Xi Tianyan, etc. are all lessons from the past, Hua Daxia is no different from these people, and the result is nothing more than people dying for money and birds dying for food.

"To be honest, there are people who don't want to be peaceful in the world, and the night terror hall is alive, so that the imperial power of the Great Wei Dynasty is in turmoil and the Northern Liang and Western Xinjiang are unstable. If you go to kill the night terror, you will ruin someone's plan, and even if it happens, you will not end well. ”

Hua Ling put down the iron fan and said unexpectedly:

"You're a green bandit?"

The old man still didn't respond, but said:

"The old man is just here to persuade the flower hero to rein in the precipice."

A hint of banter flashed in Hua Ling's eyes, and she shook her head and picked up her wine glass:

"Before you came, I did have doubts and was always thinking about the odds; But now, you're telling me this to think that I might be able to get rid of the Night Terrors, otherwise I don't have to show up to stop it. Outsiders think so, so why should I, a person in the bureau, look ahead and look backwards? ”

The old man didn't deny it: "Hua Daxia is the first person under the Four Sages, as long as the opportunity is right, there will indeed be a mobile phone."

"But even if it works out, you can't get what you want from Night Terror, and Beiliang can't give it, but the old man has some ways here."

When Hua Ling heard this, she also understood that this old man was the connector of the green bandits, and came to recruit him.

The green bandits are quite mysterious, and the masters under their command are like clouds, and they are indeed behemoths in the northern and southern dynasties.

But Hua Ling is the first person under the Four Sages of Northern Liang, and the only people who can recruit him are the imperial courts of the two countries, how can he saddle a Jianghu force.

Hua Ling picked up the wine glass and said flatly: "I'm a ranger in the rivers and lakes, and I'm used to being at ease, and I'm not interested in your things about hiding your heads and covering your faces." In addition, I think that I worked hard for Emperor Liang for a few pictures of Minglong, which is too underestimating my Hua Ling. ”

"Oh?"

The old man rubbed the wine jar, a little curious:

"Your Excellency, as a ranger of rivers and lakes, works hard for the imperial court, not for money, what can you do?"

Hua Ling filled herself with a glass of wine: "You seem to have a good experience, have you ever heard of the name of 'Bo Fenglou'?" ”

The old man thought for a while and said, "There is a sword in front of Bo Fenglou, and the shore of Changlong Lake is cold. Bo Fenglou's name, the old man has naturally heard of it, the old man in the rivers and lakes in front of Jiazi, the swordsman of Northern Xinjiang, was once ranked as the great master of Northern Liang.

"Jiazi Qianbei Liang raided the Chi Department, the king of Tianlang was furious, entered the North Liang to retaliate, Bo Fenglou single-handedly resisted the enemy in the snow field, but was picked to death, nailed to the city gate, died forty years old.

"Bo Fenglou has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes all his life, and his experience can be called vigorous, but the most proud work is that he still taught a high apprentice called 'Xiang Hanshi'. Aren't you related to it? ”

"That's my grandfather."

Hua Ling took a sip of her wine glass: "In order to avenge the murder of the master, Master Xiang Han endured for decades, and finally helped the imperial court destroy the Northwest Royal Court twenty years ago. And I have traveled to the rivers and lakes over the years, and I am also looking for the remnants of the Northwest Royal Court, as long as the Bo family is still there, I will not let any Tianlang queen survive in the world. ”

The old man nodded lightly: "It turned out to be a family feud, so I really can't persuade it." However, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, and the Night Terror Hall will go to the north sooner or later, so why risk being alone at this time? ”

Hua Ling replied frankly: "From the time the night terror hall came out of the mountain to the two dynasties of the famous earthquake, it was less than a year to be full, and the momentum was close to Fengguan City in the last years of Dayan. I have the patience to wait for him for ten years, but after ten years, he may not even look at me again.

"I remember that in the first half of the year, Zhou Chiyang of Shuiyun Sword Pond also made a 'ten-year covenant' with Night Terror Hall, and ended the revenge of killing his brother in a battle. As a result, how long has it been, the Zhou family is full of doors, but one person dares to resent the night terror hall for half a point? ”

The old man sighed softly, knowing that he couldn't solicit it, so he didn't say more, and walked to the street with the wine jar:

"There is only one life, Hua Daxia cherishes it, and the old man says goodbye."

Hua Ling stopped talking, frowned and watched the old man leave, then picked up the wine jug and took a big sip, obviously thinking about the reminder of the mysterious old man.

And after a long time, with the dawn of the East, another person came running on the street, sneakily came to the window, and arched his hand:

"Hua Daxia, Han Yuzhuo, the hall master of the Thousand Machine Gate last night, was captured by the Southern Dynasty and brought back to the Black Ya for interrogation, I am afraid that most of the manpower in the city will be exposed soon. Li Shilang meant a quick decision, and made a move before Han Yuzhuo confessed, so that Hua Daxia would go back to prepare immediately. ”

Hua Ling had no expression on her face, and closed the window casually:

"Got it."

"Uh......"

The person who sent the interrogation couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he saw that Hua Ling had no intention of leaving.

But Hualing's status in the rivers and lakes is too high, and few people in the world can afford to provoke him, where does he dare to say more about an errand runner, he can only quickly turn back and recover his life......

——

Before the sky dawned, there were roosters and dogs barking among the buildings outside the terrace; The Tianshui Bridge, which is not far away, also sounded noisy in the market:

"Cluck-"

"Steamed bun wonton ......"

……

In the middle of the night, it snowed lightly, and the temperature dropped a lot, and as the warm wine faded, the people sleeping on the chess couch naturally felt a little cold.

Fan Qinghe shrunk in the thin blanket, with her back to the person beside her, because it was very warm, she subconsciously shrank back a lot in her sleep, until the whole person nested in her arms, knowing in her heart that it was a demon girl, but as the saying goes, 'there are dreams every day and night', yesterday during the day, she was blind to the fact that the Northwest Royal Court did not die, and she fell asleep this night, but she continued the dream, and it continued to be messy, such as:

She is the princess of the Northwest Royal Court, and she has worked hard to raise the little Tianlang King who has not yet grown up, not to mention the government affairs during the day, and she has to sleep with her at night.

Next year is not very old, but Xiao Jingtang is very well developed, hugging him from behind, rubbing her waist with that shameful thing, and putting his hand in his arms and pinching it......

Fan Qinghe felt that this was not good, but as a princess, how could she blame the child, and even felt that she couldn't object, so as not to make Xiao Jingtang cry......

So it's quite cooperative......

And behind, the night terror hall was covered with a thin blanket, holding Fan Qinghe in his arms, because he was holding water before going to bed, he was naturally a little puzzled when he was half asleep and half awake:

Why is it so big......

It's so soft......

……

I don't know how long I lay like this, as the rooster crowed, Fan Qinghe's eyelashes moved, and I wanted to push the demon girl's restless hand away, but ......

How can there really be a villain behind her......

And this hand, why is it so big?

？！

Fan Qinghe's cheeks stiffened slightly, probably in disbelief, and quietly touched the arm that wrapped around her, and found that it was indeed a man, and it was a very familiar man......

“……”

Fan Qinghe didn't dare to open his eyes if he was struck by lightning, but he thought anxiously:

What did I do last night......

By the way, drinking with the enchantress and drinking too much......

After getting drunk, he was worried that he would be bullied by the Night Terror Hall when he went back to his room to rest, so he fell asleep in front of the demon girl, thinking that no matter how bold the Night Terror Hall was, he would not dare to do anything to her in front of the demon girl......

I don't remember it anymore......

Why did he still sleep in front of him?

Fan Qinghe was so confused that he first touched his clothes - fortunately, although his hand was inside the clothes, the clothes were still there, and it looked like he had just touched them......

How can you say it's okay......

Fan Qinghe was ashamed and angry, and he didn't dare to mess around, so he just quietly moved his hand away, wanting to get up first.

And after a few glasses of wine in the night terror, the quality of sleep was quite good, and I found that the girl in my arms was moving, and I habitually raised my hand, helped turn around, hugged face to face, and pouted on my forehead:

"It's still early, I'll go to bed again."

“……？”

Fan Qinghe's eyes widened, almost pressed to his chest, his face was like a fire, he couldn't help it, he gritted his teeth and pushed the night terror:

"Night Terror, how are you ...... Yikes! ”

As soon as Fan Qinghe's voice came out, he found that behind the Night Terror Hall, a figure in white suddenly turned up, looked left and right blankly, and then looked at her.

？？

Fan Qinghe never expected that there was still one lying next to him, and subconsciously pulled the thin quilt to cover his body, but immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly sat up:

"Why are you there?"

Xuanji Zhenren was awakened after a hangover, and he was still a little panicked in his heart, but he found that he was sitting on the other side and was not caught raping in bed, so his heart was settled, and he even secretly sighed that he was really prescient.

After Xuanji Zhenren came to his senses, he leaned on the small case and said casually with three points of sleepiness:

"Yesterday we drank together, so I'm naturally here. How did you sleep in his arms? ”

"I ......"

How does Fan Qinghe know? She was completely confused, and after thinking about it carefully, she asked:

"He was drinking yesterday and he was there? Isn't it just us? ”

"You guess you're drunk, and he's the last to come, and you play the lute, and he's composing poetry for you, huh...... Thirteen learned the pipa score, and when it was played on the moon of Guanshan. Where to find the ecstasy tonight, the sky is full of wind and dew and wet rouge~ You think it's good, and you're going to let him eat rouge......"

Ha?!

Fan Qinghe's eyes were full of shock, and he wanted to deny it, but he couldn't remember it at all, he didn't know the bottom of his heart, and after snorting his lips for a while, he asked:

"Have you eaten?"

"No, you chase after your pro, he hides everywhere."

"Huh?!"

Fan Qinghe's eyes showed three points of grievance, and she wanted to scold the demon girl for talking nonsense, but she fell asleep with her arms in her arms, who knows if she really got drunk and crazy last night?

Fan Qinghe looked down at the side, and saw that the Night Terror Hall was breathing steadily, sleeping peacefully, and not waking up at all, so he sat a little farther away, raised his hand and shook it:

"Hey! Night Terrors! ”

Night Terror woke up when Fan Qinghe pushed him, but he touched someone for half the night, and he didn't dare to wake up for fear of being beaten, and he was shaken, so he frowned and made a headache, propped himself up and rubbed his eyebrows:

"Uh...... It's a great wine...... Why is it snowing? Hey, how do I sleep here? ”

Fan Qinghe saw that the night terror hall looked left and right, and looked a little dazed, secretly relieved, and asked:

"When did you come last night? Did I get drunk and make a fool of myself? ”

Night Terror shook his head: "No, I came over and drank two glasses, and you just lay down and fell asleep, and I don't know when I fell asleep." I didn't mess around with alcohol last night, did I? ”

You haven't messed around yet?!

Fan Qinghe slept all night in his arms, and his chest was still hot.

But seeing that she didn't remember the appearance of Night Terror, she was embarrassed to pick it out, so she just gritted her teeth secretly and tidied up her clothes:

"Really, if you are drunk, you should go back to your room to rest, how can you lie down with the woman? Men and women don't kiss, but the surname Lu is your elder......"

Xuanji Zhenren picked up the wine gourd, took a sip of morning wine to refresh his mind, and shrugged his shoulders slightly when he heard the words:

"I'm lying across a table, how can I tell if I don't kiss?"

"Then you're not going to stop it? Or shake me awake and let me go back to my room to sleep? ”

"Okay, okay......"

Seeing that Fan Qinghe was annoyed and ashamed, the Night Terror Hall sprinkled the fire on Shui'er, and hurriedly raised his hand to play a round:

"It's my negligence, this wine is too strong, so I'll drink less in the future......"

Fan Qinghe suffered such a big loss, but he didn't dare to say anything, he was really aggrieved, but in addition to silently making up his mind to quit drinking from today, he couldn't say anything else, think about getting up and putting on his shoes:

"I'll go back to my room first...... It's ...... that you're still drinking so much because of your injury."

Knock knock~

Before he could finish speaking, he ran downstairs.

Xuanji Zhenren did not go down, but came to the fence, looked at the snow all over the city, raised his arms and stretched his waist:

"Hmm~......"

Night Terror Hall sat behind him, just in time to see the perfect waist of the line, and his mind also remembered the conversation between the two last night.

I drank wine yesterday, my face was not ordinarily thick, and I said so many meaty words, but in the end, I slept with Miss Fan for a night, and the night terror hall was indeed a little embarrassed, thinking about getting up and coming to the back, trying to support my waist with both hands:

"When did you run to the other side last night? It's time to call me, see how ...... you get now."

"I'm also drunk and don't remember."

Xuanji Zhenren withdrew his hands, but he didn't squeeze the night terror hall away, and picked up the wine gourd and shook it:

"Would you like a bite?"

"Uh......"

Night Terror Hall didn't have the habit of drinking morning wine to refresh his mind, and he was about to shake his head and refuse.

But he immediately found that Shui Erdao, who had a cold and beautiful face, brought the wine gourd to his mouth and took a sip, puffing out his cheeks:

"Huh~?"

？！

Night Terror Hall was flattered and looked left and right: "Then let's take a bite." He lowered his head and leaned over.

As a result, Xuanji Zhenren swallowed the wine, and the wine gourd was placed in his hand:

"It's beautiful to think about, I want to drink it myself."

“？”

The Night Terror Hall was so disappointed that he raised his hand and hit the moon.

Syllable~

Then he rolled over and jumped off the fence:

"Today, King Jing is looking for a talented woman from Northern Liang to fight, right? I'll go to Heiya first, and I'll be in trouble if I'm late......"

Xuanji Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly, showing three points of murderous aura, but he didn't go to the night terror hall to take a breath of cold air in the morning breeze, and after tidying up his demeanor, he got off the observation tower unhurriedly......

——

Knock –

Knock –

As the city bell rang, the streets and alleys were busy, and the snow accumulated overnight on the streets was quickly melted away by footsteps, and the roofs were white, and the smoke and white fog could be seen everywhere.

On East Street, the black horse marched forward in the crowd against the cold wind, and the birds and birds who had not yet woken up were pulled up to work overtime, and some of them squatted in their arms without love, whispering "cooing and ......", which should be saying that last night's poached eggs were eaten by Ping'er and the indescribable thing.

Because the python robe is too eye-catching, it is not suitable to wear it on the body, and the night terror hall is still wearing an ordinary black official robe, with a sword hanging from the side of the horse, and the dress is quite low-key.

But the night before yesterday in Furong Pond, the matter of his verbal battle against the Duke of Northern Liang had spread through Wang Chihu's big mouth in the wells of Beijing City, and idlers could be heard everywhere:

"The eloquence of our Yeguo Gong is simply amazing, it is said that the minister of Beiliang was so angry that he vomited blood three liters on the spot, but he had to laugh and couldn't turn his face......"

"It is said that in the end, he also made a knife in the hibiscus pool, and that battle split half of the lake......

……

Night Terror Hall used to go to work in the yamen, all of them took this road, and they didn't cover their faces, and passers-by naturally remembered some of them, but now they are getting bigger and bigger, and when they pass by, they can obviously find that the return rate is very high, and there are even beautiful girls on the side of the road who are snickering at him.

Seeing this scene, the night terror hall felt that it would be impossible to go out without taking a car in the future, so he went to the shop to buy roast chicken from the kiln, and the old shopkeeper didn't dare to collect the cash.

Thinking of roast chicken, Night Terror naturally thought of the Queen Mother, and after a little calculation, she hadn't bullied the hand warmer for two days, and she was quite worried; And the Queen Mother is estimated to have tossed and turned and can't sleep.

However, entering the palace today, it is still difficult to find time, originally his arrangement was to go to the black government in the morning to report, and at noon to accompany the officials of the household department, to go to the Peijia pharmacy outside the city for acceptance.

But Da Ben wants to fight Hua Qingzhi in a decisive battle, and he will definitely not be able to do it if he is not in front of him, so the matter of going to the pharmacy will be handed over to the shopkeeper of the Pei family.

Playing chess is too time-consuming, even if you don't play ten games of chess, you can win two games in three games, and you may have a whole day, and no one knows when it will end.

Night Terror Hall knew that the Queen Mother's personality was the most sentimental, and she would definitely be depressed if she didn't bully her, so she thought about it and took the bird to the kiln roast chicken shop, bought a roast chicken, wrapped it in oiled paper, and handed it to the sleepy-eyed bird:

"Go to the palace and give it to the Queen Mother, don't steal food on the road, otherwise the lunch will be gone."

"Huh?"

The bird raised his round head, his eyes were quite dissatisfied, and the meaning was estimated - you are stupid as a bird? If you can send it to people to feed, why steal it?

After complaining, Toritori grabbed the oiled paper bag and soared into the sky, flying from the wind and snow to Miyagi in the distance.

Night Terror Hall rode on a horse and raised his eyes to look, probably to see the Queen Mother's expression full of surprise after receiving breakfast.

But through a palace wall, obviously not visible, he stopped for a moment, sighed softly, and drove his horse in the direction of Mingyu Tower.

The most prosperous areas in the capital are near Wende Bridge, and Wutong Street is only one block away from Mingyulou.

Night Terror Hall Pegasus galloped, when passing through the intersection of Wutong Street and Dongzheng Street, it can be seen that a large number of scholars and ladies gathered at the intersection, and there are many carriages in the middle, which directly blocked the intersection.

Seeing this, he was about to make a detour through the small street, but before he had gone a few steps, he found a rather low-key carriage, crowded in the middle of the convoy, and there was a beautiful maid standing outside with a lot of books, standing on tiptoe and looking inside, and said:

"It's early in the morning, so many people are blocked, and the young lady can't squeeze in, who are they going to see?"

Night Terror was stunned, looked left and right, and after making sure that no one was paying attention around, he drove his horse to the vicinity of the carriage.

There were two guards outside the carriage, one of them was Hua Ning, who had a very good martial arts foundation, and when he found that a horse was approaching, he turned his head cautiously, and when he saw the black-clothed official who was coming, he was a little puzzled:

"Official, this is?"

When the words came out, Hua Qingzhi, who was sitting in the carriage reading a book, also lifted the curtain and found that the night boy with a face like a crown of jade came, and his eyes were obviously shocked and wanted to salute.

"No need to be polite."

Night Terror tried its best to avoid the eyes of the crowd, came out of the car window, and looked inside, only to find that Hua Qingzhi was wearing a black purple dress, dressed very intellectually, and she didn't use powder, but she was dotted with a touch of red rouge, it seemed that she had heard of the majestic atmosphere of the big stupid and stupid beauty, and she was afraid that she would be pressed when she met.

Although they are in two countries, Hua Qingzhi stupidly came to give him the antidote the day before yesterday, and Night Terror still had a good impression of him, and asked at the window:

"Miss Hua is here for an appointment?"

"Hmm."

Hua Qingzhi bumped into the night terror hall on the road, and was really surprised, and looked behind her:

"Yegongzi is in a high position, why don't you go out with a guard? Can the imperial court rest assured? ”

"Uh...... Well? ”

Night Terror tilted his head slightly, with a look in his eyes, and was asked, "What do you do?" Almost, I held it for a long time before responding:

"There are too many people with me, and I can't protect them."

“……”

When Hua Qingzhi heard this, she realized that the handsome prince in front of her was the prince of Great Wei Yan who had single-handedly slashed from Yun'an to the West Coast, and she was a little embarrassed and said:

"Also, the son is both civil and military, how can he bring a guard to defend himself, unlike me, a useless weak woman......"

The night terror hall didn't flirt with the girl, and after saying hello, he raised his hand and saluted:

"The day before yesterday, I turned over Miss Hua's personal belongings without permission, please forgive me for the offense."

Hua Qingzhi's face turned a little red when she heard this, after all, the jewelry box was placed under the belly pocket and pants, and the night terror hall could be poisoned, so it must have touched those.

Although she won't wear it anymore, after all, she has worn it before, and she has been a little embarrassed in the past two days, and when she saw that the night terror hall apologized generously in person, the crux of her heart naturally disappeared, and she smiled:

"Childe is investigating official affairs carefully, and he can only say that he is conscientious, how can the little woman take it to heart. Well...... The day before yesterday, on a whim, I offended the girl next to my son by making a hidden poem, and I asked my son not to take it to heart. ”

The night terror hall naturally won't go to the heart, but Hu Niuniu was so angry that she almost demolished the house, obviously it was not so easy to settle, today's discussion in Longyinlou, isn't it that Hu Niuniu is looking for foreign aid to take revenge.

However, these things are not easy to say in the Night Terror Hall, but they just said:

"It doesn't matter, there is no first place in literature, and literati have always been like this."

Hua Qingzhi smiled, thought about it and asked:

"Gongzi is on an errand in Heiya, what is the relationship with King Jing of the Dynasty?"

Night Terror blinked: "Hmm...... As a subordinate, the relationship is not bad. ”

"Yesterday, King Jing posted a post to invite the little girl to come to Longyinlou for a small gathering, if the son is interested, I can ...... it then"

？

Night Terror Hall naturally understood that Hua Qingzhi meant to look at his face, give water to the stupid, and make a draw or something.

Night Terror Hall really hopes that Ben Ben won, but he can't go through Hua Qingzhi's back door, after all, although Ben Ben's martial arts are scarce, but calligraphy and painting are in his heart, he really doesn't lose to anyone in the world, and he can't wait to bring it into the coffin after a hundred years......

Seeing Hua Qingzhi's tone so wild, Night Terror said solemnly:

"King Jing is highly talented, and no one in the capital can match it, Miss Hua should not be despised it."

Hua Qingzhi has a gentle and humble personality, but she is really proud in terms of talent:

"As long as the son doesn't give advice to King Jing, the little girl won't be afraid of King Jing for half a point~"

"Hehe......"

Night Terror shook his head and smiled, because it was not easy to talk too much on the street, so he arched his hand:

"I still have official business, so I'll quit first."

"Huh! Will Childe go to Longyin Tower to watch later? ”

Even if he goes to the Night Terror Hall, he will secretly look upstairs, otherwise with his identity, he will definitely be pulled up as a referee, what can he judge with this bit of ink?

For this reason, the Night Terror Hall just said:

"I'm a messenger and act according to orders, and I may not have time to participate in this kind of literati occasion, so I will leave."

Hoofs hooves dack......

As the words fell, Night Terror Hall turned its horse around and galloped towards Mingyu Tower.

Hua Qingzhi watched from the window, and when she saw that she didn't go to see her famous Yun'an, it was a pity in her heart.

And Lu Zhu, who had been hiding outside the carriage and didn't dare to probe, ran in quickly at this time, lying on the window and looking:

"Zhenjun ~ such a good son, why is it not our Daliang people......"

Hua Qingzhi put down the curtain and picked up the book again:

"He is the son of King Tianlang, the prince of the Northwest Royal Court, and he is not from the Southern Dynasty, but he lives here temporarily."

"Yes...... Later, the young lady must teach the queen a good lesson, and let the night boy know how powerful the young lady is. ”

"Hmph~......"

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Thank you for the reward of the [Six-Six Crazy] big guy!

(End of chapter)