Zong Quan shook his head and said, "When Wei Chen was ordered to escort Xiling Lang from Luoshui to Jinghua, he checked Xiling Lang's file. ”

"My parents died early, I grew up in the market, and I met Princess Nanqi by chance, so I got the opportunity to enter the palace."

Therefore, his only connection in Nanqi is the princess, but the princess is already married.

"Does he have any weaknesses then?" Feng Baobao's eyebrows deepened, and he was in trouble.

"The county lord and Xiling Shijun have been together for more than a month, and they haven't found any shortcomings in him?" At this time, Zong Quan will call Xiling Shijun.

"The main thing in this county is that there are discoveries, so I won't delay the precious time of Lord Zongda here." Feng Baobao smiled mildly on his face, and silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

Zong Quan hurriedly shut up, and after several confrontations, he felt that this little ancestor was not easy to deal with.

"By the way, the blackiron shackles, are they reliable?" If it is not reliable, then the last layer of Xilinglang's containment will be gone?

Zong Quan paused before he said, "Master Qi said that the shackles are made of thousand-year-old black iron, and they must be reliable. ”

"Really?" Feng Baobao's two words are actually self-asking and self-answering, but in the eyes of Zong Quan, it is a distrust of his tiger and leopard battalion.

So, Zong Quan got up, half-knelt in front of Feng Baobao, bowed deeply, and said loudly: "County Lord, please rest assured, the ministers will swear to protect your safety." ”

Feng Baobao's mouth opened slightly, and he was really stunned by his sudden kneeling.

Feng Baobao lived in the palace for half a month, and heard that Xilinglang and Mei Shihua had a small fight in three days, a big fuss in five days, and Dingxue Garden and Meiyuan destroyed half of the courtyard each.

Fan Yuanning ran to the palace every day, and he didn't have time to care about them at all.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't have time to care, but Fan Yuanning doesn't want to care.

After listening to the palace people's reply, Feng Baobao's jade hand that ate lychees waved Qianqian, and let Chaoqin go back to the county lord's mansion and pass the order.

"Xiling Shijun, these Buddhist classics, the county lord said, each set, copy ten times, after copying one, she checked one, if there is a sloppy handwriting, copy the wrong place, immediately recopy."

Xiling Lang's face was expressionless, looking at the box full of Buddhist scriptures, motionless.

"What do you have to say to the Xiling servant, I want the slave to pass it on to the county lord." Chaoqin smiled slightly and asked kindly.

The man raised his head, Ying's stiff facial features were cold, he leaned on the agarwood couch in front of the window, and looked at Chaoqin coldly, as if he saw the man's mocking smile from Chaoqin's eyes.

"What about Mei Shihua?"

"Mei Shijun, fined for half a year."

Who let Mei Shihua be rewarded richly in the past, and Xiling Lang has just entered the palace, and he is the last servant, with few and few rewards, so he can only be punished for copying Buddhist scriptures.

Feng Baobao thinks it's right, Mei Shihua has money, so he will be fined, and Xilinglang has nothing, so he can only be punished for time.

Xiling Lang's eyes were half drooping, he took a deep breath with his nostrils, and asked, "When will the county lord return to the house?" ”

The emperor can't keep her in the palace for the rest of her life.

Chaoqin folded his hands and replied calmly: "Your Majesty said that I hope the county lord will recover from his injuries and return to the house, I'm afraid it will take a while." ”

Xiling Lang's face was pale, he lowered his head towards Qin, retreated silently, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly remembered that there were still small details to add, and chuckled: "The county lord said that these Buddhist scriptures should be copied before she returns home." ”

The little guys on both sides hurriedly lowered their heads, looked at Xilinglang's face with their spare eyes, and shouted that it was not good.

Sure enough, the pile of thick Buddhist scriptures was heavily swept down and scattered all over the ground.

Before the back of Chaoqindi had gone far, the two small servants in the house hurriedly stepped forward and cleaned up the Buddhist scriptures scattered all over the place.

It was neatly placed on the bookcase, and the footer was coded, and he whispered: "Shijun, the county lord is famous for eating soft and not hard, and your temperament is not pleasant." ”

The subordinates are looking forward to their masters, who can please the county lord, and even with them, they can ascend to heaven and be superior.

But there are thirty-two servants in the palace, oh..... plus Xilinglang, a total of thirty-three servants, and Fan Junma of Luofeng Yuan, a total of thirty-four people.

But there is only one county lord, and the competition between men is really fierce.

What's more, this Xiling servant doesn't know how to read words and emotions at all, and please the county lord.

The county lord is not fresh at the moment, and he is tolerant everywhere, and when the time goes by, the snow garden will go up and down, but what should I do?

The little girl felt that her worries were justified, and couldn't help but say a few more words, but her companion pulled the corners of her clothes and stopped halfway.

The two left in a hurry, not daring to look at Xiling Lang's handsome face soaked in ink.

In the back garden of the palace, Feng Baobao was lying on a chaise longue to enjoy the shade, the breeze was blowing, and the shelves were full of roses.

She is wearing a lilac begonia pattern cloud brocade palace dress today, and she depicts a most fashionable begonia flower on her forehead, sprinkled with a little scale powder, and in the staggered light and shadow, it flashes and flashes, and it is very bright.

Du Chu was pinching Feng Baobao's shoulders and said softly: "County Lord, there are so many Buddhist scriptures, can the Xiling Servant finish copying them?" "Let a general who drinks blood copy Buddhist scriptures, or the county lord will toss people.

"He'll finish copying it." It's not that Feng Bao is confident enough to know Xilinglang, but if Xilinglang doesn't copy the Buddhist scriptures, he really has nothing to do.

In order not to be driven crazy by the long and boring time, he will also write.

Thinking of this, Feng Baobao couldn't help but sigh, and Du Chu pulled Feng Baobao's wisp of green silk to her sideburns, began to beat her back, and asked carefully, "Isn't the county lord happy?" ”

Feng Baobao looked into the distance quietly, and said calmly: "The county lord is not unhappy, he just thinks it's so difficult!" ”

The task of the white-clothed judge is too difficult!

Twilight slowed down the movements in his hand and wondered, "Will there be anything in the world that the county lord finds difficult?" ”

Feng Baobao was laughed at by her and said, "Hmm..... How could it not? ”

"People in the world, things in the world, come and go, go and stay, there is no certainty, the most difficult."

"County Lord, what you said is too profound for the slave to understand." Twilight pursed her lips, a little depressed.

She has been by the county lord's side since she was a child, and she knows everything about the county lord. But now that the county lord has something on his mind, he doesn't want to tell her, and she can't even understand what the county lord says.

"You don't have to know that, you just have to be yourself." Feng Baobao clapped his hands, got up on his own, lifted his skirt and walked down the steps.

"County Lord, shall we go back to the palace?" Twilight Chu blinked, a smile on her face again, and hurriedly followed Feng Baobao's pace.

"No, go home." Feng Baobao's voice was calm, completely forgetting what he had said.

"Ah, county lord, you go back to the house now, the Buddhist scriptures of Xiling Shijun must not have been copied." I just sent it yesterday, even if I don't stop day and night, and I can't copy it with ten fingers.

Feng Baobao stopped and looked at Du Chu, "If he can't finish copying it in his life, then the county lord won't return to the house in his life?" ”

"The slave is speechless....." Twilight lowered her head and bit her lip.

Mei Shihua's birthday arrived, and in order to show his virtue, Fan Yuanning decided to hold a small family banquet in the Qinglian Water Pavilion in the mansion.

Feng Baobao thought that it had been almost two months since he crossed over, and the large group of servants in the backyard had not yet seen him, so he agreed to this proposal.

"County Lord, Xiling Servant He...."Before Fan Yuanning finished speaking, Feng Baobao was already impatient and said, "What's wrong with him?" Didn't he stop copying Buddhist scriptures? ”

Fan Yuanning paused slightly, and said calmly: "The day after tomorrow is also the birthday of Xiling Shijun." ”

I'll go!!!

"Mei Shihua and Xilinglang, they.... Same birthday? ”

"Yes, Lord Shire. Xiling Shijun and Mei Shijun were born on the same day and month in the same year, and Weichen has seen their Geng posts.

Looking at Feng Baobao's surprised expression, Fan Yuanning felt more and more strange in his heart.

Since the county lord ignored the discussion of the courtiers and the people and forcibly included Xilinglang in the mansion, he must have liked it.

But after he observed for a long time, the county lord sometimes really cares about Xilinglang, sometimes.... But he seemed very tired of him.

In short, he is very unpredictable, the county lord's attitude towards Xilinglang.

Feng Baobao didn't know that Fan Yuanning was thinking so much in his heart, he only stared at the green jade cup on the table, squinted his eyes, and tapped the table with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.

The original body's brain really didn't remember things, and she didn't have any impression in her mind about such an important thing, which hurt her in front of Fan Yuanning.

"But the county lord thinks something is wrong?" Otherwise, staring at a cup of tea, can you watch it for so long?

Feng Baobao retracted his gaze and said in a low voice: "Xiling Lang has been busy copying Buddhist scriptures recently, so he shouldn't have time to attend the banquet. ”

Feng Baobao thought that when Xiling Lang learned that he wanted to copy twice as many Buddhist scriptures, he was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, he should not be willing to talk to Feng Baobao in the past two months.

Hearing this, Fan Yuanning took out the aura of his main room, gave Feng Baobao a relaxed smile, and said, "This matter, just leave it to Weichen to handle, the county lord doesn't have to worry." ”

Well..... It's my blessing to have you.

Feng Baobao looked at Fan Yuanning's elegant and determined face, and thought so in his heart.

I don't know what Fan Yuanning said when he went to Dingxue Garden, anyway, on the day of the birthday banquet, everyone arrived.

For the hot summer, the Qinglian Water Pavilion is a cool and elegant place, the beams are all hung with exquisite skein, the fabric is soft, the color is elegant, like a natural barrier, the outside sunlight is filtered.

Feng Baobao sat in the first place, Fan Yuanning sat next to her, the two birthday stars sat on both sides, and the rest were more than 30 young and beautiful servants dressed gorgeously.

Feng Baobao glanced over, the first feeling was dazzling, the second feeling was still dazzling, and the third feeling began to frown.

How to say it, these servants, or eyes, or noses, or mouths, or body shapes, are more or less related to Xiao Junbai.

According to modern terms, except for Fan Yuanning, the royal gift, and Xilinglang, an unexpected enemy captive, the rest of the people were collected by the lord of Baohua County, Xiao Junbai's surroundings.

Since Feng Baobao's memories have increased, he is very reluctant to think of the previous things, especially the many stupid things he did to Xiao Junbai before.

If she could see the original body, one of the things Feng Baobao wanted to do most was to pry open her brain and see what was inside.

Feng Baobao himself, as a typical Sagittarius girl, hates the most annoying type of person, is to lick the dog, lick to the end, and have to die.

"County Lord, this glass of wine, I salute you. I wish the county lord all the best every year, and I wish the county lord a happy year. "Mei Shihua is wearing a dark blue cloud brocade wide-sleeved robe, with half a bundle of black hair, and a white jade crown on his head, and the whole person looks radiant and gorgeous.

The reputation of "Jinghua Meilang" is well deserved.