(This is the first update of the new week, and it is also the fifty chapters of the book of the night, the so-called half hundred, that is that it has officially been on the road, this story has been on the right track, whether it is revenge or life, Ning Que will begin to touch the real part, just now I corrected the previous typos and small bugs, just to start a new journey refreshed.)

This week is Sanjiang's next week's strong push and then put on the shelves.,These two weeks,I'll write more than a few days ago.,There will be updates during the day.,Of course, the more important thing is,I'll try to write better.,Because these two weeks will basically decide the tone of the night's book.,Grades and temperament.,Here's a very sincere request for your friends to vote for your recommendation.,So that this little story can continue to swagger at the head of the tide a few times,So that this little story can be more solid and stubborn in the future,Thank you)

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Ning Que didn't know the boss of the red-sleeved move, he was looking at him coldly on the top floor at this time, and he didn't know that the boss was already angry at him for teasing the girls and chatting without doing his job, so he still sat next to Miss Shuizhu'er as usual, chatting and asking without a trace what suspicions Zhang Yiqi's death had caused.

"I just like the way you laugh, and see how cute this little dimple is. Shui Zhu'er's eyes fluttered and said: "But then again, since you want to take the academy entrance examination, you have to study seriously, otherwise if you can't get in, it will definitely be rumored that it is us women who have harmed you by then, how can you compensate us then?"

"Don't talk about us, Ning Que comes over every day to talk to you and do something to us. A girl quipped.

Miss Shui Zhu'er's words seemed to be joking, but in fact she really cared, Ning Que's heart was slightly warm, and she responded with a smile, and the left and right are that the homework is ready, don't worry about nonsense. Sang Sang bowed his head and swallowed melon seeds beside him, and talked to the maid Xiaocao, thinking that the young master's words are not nonsense but lies, there are a total of six entrance exams in the academy, and I urge you to watch a few more lessons every day?

Although she doesn't need to disguise herself to be a little girl, but what a vicious look the Qinglou woman has, she can see from the first glance that she is a clown girl, Xiaocao chatted with her next to her, and secretly sympathized in her heart, Ning Que This guy must be disgusted with Sangsang's ugliness, so he drills into the building shamelessly every day.

In the room on the top floor, the middle-aged man in a green shirt slowly walked to the side of the owner behind the red-sleeved Zhaola, stood side by side and looked downstairs, looking at the young man sitting in the chair and talking gently with the girls around him, he couldn't help but smile, and his handsome and steady eyebrows suddenly brightened a little.

"If this young man is the last tenant of Lane 47, then I have no reason to tolerate him. The man smiled and said, "Drive him away, all the leases are in my hands, and then I will transfer these leases to the Yamen, what reason do you have to refuse the expropriation of that street by Chang'an Mansion?"

"All the shop owners in Lane 47 have been kicked out by you, but have you ever seen me bow my head?" said the middle-aged man in green shirt with a smile: "What's more...... You can't get rid of this teenager. ”

"Can't get away?" The man stared at his eyes quietly, suddenly laughed, and said, "Yes, just with the five words of your Chunfeng Pavilion Old Dynasty, who dares to act at will?"

The middle-aged man in the green shirt smiled, did not answer, and turned to sit back in the chair.

Previously, he had received the words from the fourth child, and knew what was going on in Linforty-seventh Lane today, a young scholar who came to Chang'an from other places to prepare for the exam, in front of the two gangs of gangsters who wanted to fight blood, was not afraid, and even took advantage of this to raise the price, Shengsheng took a year's shop rent from his own hands, and what made him even more incomprehensible was that the young man did not start the price, and he seemed to be extremely sophisticated and measured, in other words, he was very generous.

On the first day of Lao Bizhai's opening, he went to Linxi Lane 47 not to hide from the rain, but to see what kind of fool was so bold as to dare to rent his own shop, who knew that after a look, he knew that the young man might not know what was happening in the rivers and lakes of Chang'an City, but he was definitely not a fool.

There is no idiot in this world who can write such a good handwriting, and no fool can leave such a thick cocoon between the tiger's mouth, thinking of the strength of the dripping ink blots hanging on the wall of the old pen and even the faint killing intent, thinking of Qi Si's description of today's picture, the middle-aged man even wondered if the young man had killed someone...... No, it should be doubtful that the boy has killed many people.

He has killed many people at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and it is a hard fact for him to walk in the night and blood all the year round, for such a young man, as long as he refuses to move, then who can force him to move?

"Old Chao, after all, I am asking you today on behalf of the palace, can you respect it?"

The middle-aged man raised his head, only to find that he was a little distracted because he was thinking about the young man, and he couldn't help but smile apologetically, the word "wangfu" didn't seem to have the slightest effect on his chic mind.

The man he talked to today was surnamed Cui Mingdelu, although it was a very cheesy name, but he was definitely not a layman, and it was impossible for a man who could take care of the man who was known as the No. 1 Qinglou in Chang'an. The vast majority of Chang'an people think that the background of this building is a high-ranking official in Chang'an Mansion, but only a middle-aged man knows that Cui Delu is relying on the chief steward of the Prince's Mansion, and some people even suspect that this Qinglou itself is the property of the prince.

"Red Sleeves has had some trouble recently, I really didn't expect Brother Cui that you still have time to talk about those things. ”

Cui Delu's face was slightly cold, and said: "Lin Forty-seventh Lane is not what the palace wants, you should know this very well, it's just because it is inconvenient for the military department to come out, so it was entrusted to us who ran errands, who knows that you have been carrying it hard, which makes the masters in the ministry unhappy, this matter is so big now, a few days ago, Chang'an Mansion swept your field and was carried down by you, but in the end, the Yulin army was dispatched......"

Hearing Yu Linjun's three words, the middle-aged man's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if there was a faint pain there.

Seeing his expression, Cui Delu changed his words and said with a smile: "Of course, you should know that the palace does some things for those two ministries, and it always wants to receive some benefits, but the chief steward said that the prince admires you more, and once mentioned your name after drinking, saying that you have rules and know how to do things in Chang'an City." ”

The middle-aged man was silent, but the dark color between his eyebrows became more and more conspicuous.

Cui Delu continued to say strictly: "You also know that I died two days ago in this building, this matter is very troublesome, the unlucky self died, but the family went to Chang'an Mansion, His Royal Highness the Prince and the imperial history have an old relationship, and this kind of mouth can't speak, so I have to deal with it myself, if you have a way to settle this matter for me, then I will no longer interfere in the matter of Lane 47." ”

Although the other party is just the owner of a green building, although he keeps saying that I am me or me, the middle-aged man knows very well that the other party represents the attitude of His Royal Highness the Prince, and it is the voice in the palace, and after a little hesitation, he smiled and asked: "Even if His Royal Highness and the imperial history have an old relationship, it is too simple to settle this matter, why do we need a character like us to take action?"

Cui Delu said with a gloomy face: "Do you really not understand or pretend not to understand?" If it is the former, I will no longer have you in my eyes as the old man of the Chunfeng Pavilion, because you are too stupid." If it's the latter, I won't have you in front of me anymore, because you're too smart but you don't know how to lift. ”

The middle-aged man replied calmly: "The matter of Lin Forty-seventh Lane is not a matter, it is not a matter for the prince, and it is not a matter for the old dynasty of my Chunfeng Pavilion....... You shouldn't be crushing me with that. ”

"The rule of my Spring Breeze Pavilion is not to participate in the battle of the court, whether it is His Royal Highness or the military department or the household department, as long as the matter is related to these, I will go as far as I can, and the more you press me, the farther I will go. ”

"Your Chunfeng Pavilion Lao Cao is the biggest gang leader in Chang'an City, and thousands of people under his command follow you to eat, and the imperial court rewards you with all the work of escorting Caoyun to do, but you say you want to leave? Do you think you can go by yourself? Where do you want to go? Where can the three thousand brothers under your command go?

Cui Delu stared at him with gloomy eyes, and said: "A few years ago, the court was calm, and it may be possible for Mingzhe to protect herself, but now that the fourth princess has returned, she is bent on protecting her own brother as the prince, but she forgets that the queen is on the throne, and the queen also has a son! Of course, these family affairs have nothing to do with you, but at this time, if you don't show your attitude to be a dog, then ...... No one will tolerate you!"

"To be a dog, do you have to find a master?" the middle-aged man sighed, looked at him and asked, "So you want to subdue me for His Royal Highness?"

"Yes, now everyone in the entire Chang'an City who is qualified to speak out is suppressing you, why? Because you are a dog without an owner. In this case, if you are willing to take refuge in any family, whether it is the military department or anyone, as long as you have a master, others will want to beat you again, and you will have to look at the face of the person holding your rope. ”

"Can I ask a question?" said the middle-aged man with a sudden smile.

"Please. ”

"Between the queen and the four princesses, who will His Royal Highness the Prince support?"

Cui Delu said categorically: "Of course, no one will support it, His Royal Highness will always be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor, as long as His Majesty says who it is, His Highness will support whom." ”

The middle-aged man was silent for a long time after hearing this answer, then slowly raised his head and replied with a smile: "I'm sorry, as a Datang man, I'm still not used to being a dog." ”

Cui Delu was stunned, forcibly suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and persuaded hard: "People will always be dogs in this life, and some people can't be dogs if they want to." ”

The middle-aged man stood up, tied the saber around his waist, arched his hand in a dashing manner, and said, "Boss Cui, you are really not a competent lobbyist, because you don't know the character of my Chunfeng Pavilion Old Dynasty. ”

Cui Delu's face was a little ugly, and he got up and said in a deep voice: "Are you worried that this decision will not be able to convince the public?" Don't worry, the prince has said that as long as you are willing to bow your head, even if it is a symbolic bow, he will ask the military department to give you an explanation and give you two heads, can't you still shake the small ones below?"

At this point in the conversation, he no longer cared about using the palace steward as the filter, and moved out of His Royal Highness directly, but the middle-aged man didn't seem to hear it at all, and walked directly out of the door. No one noticed that when Cui Delu said the four words of the dignified gang leader, there was a smile of incomprehensibility between his eyebrows.

"Old Chao, you stop for me. Cui Delu stared at the back of his head with compassion, "It seems that you and your brother have been in Chang'an City for many years, and you have long forgotten how to write the word awe, but I must remind you that these nobles are real nobles, and that is not a world that you can understand as a cockroach crawling in the □□□ ditch." ”

The middle-aged man slowly stopped, but did not look back.