“？”

Liu Yunmeng looked dazed, not understanding what he meant.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask, he heard Ren Pingsheng lower his voice and said, "Your Highness, someone is here." ”

Liu Yunmeng reacted very quickly, took the initiative to lean into his arms, and said in a soft voice: "Childe, it's still daytime, if you let Madame know, you should blame the slave and maid......"

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned, thinking, this kind of awareness, Her Royal Highness the princess put it in her previous life, no matter how you say it, she has to be a little queen.

followed up and said: "There is Ben Gongzi to protect you, afraid of what she will do." ”

Outside.

When the old bustard heard this, he scolded in his heart, and lowered his voice and said: "Childe, the prefect and the commander are downstairs, saying that they want to see you, you can see ......."

"Two dogs, don't come early, don't come late, but come at this time!"

Ren Pingsheng scolded in a low voice, and said angrily: "Let them come over!" ”

"Yes, Childe."

The old bustard answered and turned to leave.

Thought.

is worthy of being the son of the Guogong Mansion, and even the prefect and the commander don't take it seriously, which is really a stake.

A moment later.

The prefect of Jianbei and the commander of Jianbei both came to Ren Pingsheng.

The prefect of Jianbei was a typical Confucian student, wearing a Confucian shirt, a goatee, and a cold face, and seemed to be quite dissatisfied with Ren Pingsheng's behavior of asking him to meet in the Qinglou.

And the commander of Jianbei was also wearing civilian clothes, with a burly figure, a Chinese face, and a scar on his forehead, which was obviously also killed from the sea of corpses and blood.

Jianbei Mansion is a small city.

Although the prefect is an official of the fourth grade, he only has the cultivation of the peak of the sixth grade, and his strength is almost the same as that of the same knowledge of Na Lanzhou.

And the commander of Jianbei and Ren Pingsheng are in the same realm, and they are both five-grade martial artists.

"Your Excellency summoned the lower officials, what are you doing?"

The prefect of Jianbei looked at Ren Pingsheng and didn't salute, but just asked lukewarmly.

Before coming, he had already inquired clearly.

The person who wanted to see him was a gentleman from Beijing, named Baiping, who was the son of An Guogong.

It stands to reason.

With his four-grade official status, as long as he is not the son of An Guogong, the other sons of An Guogong don't have to take it to heart at all.

But Xia Zhutou told him that the man had a gold medal carved with a dragon pattern in his hand.

Therefore, after much thought, he decided to come and meet this person.

lest he really carry the will of the palace in him.

Ren Pingsheng sat on the Taishi chair, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then said casually: "This official is here at the behest of His Majesty. ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The prefect and the commander were all shocked, and they knelt down busily, waiting for the order.

didn't think about it, the noble man in front of him just waved his hand and said, "It's just a verbal message, red tape will be freed from ......."

As soon as this remark came out.

Both of them looked puzzled.

It is a word, and it is also a will, how can it be so rash.

The prefect of Jianbei hesitated slightly, but still asked, "I don't know if the adults have tokens?" ”

Ren Pingsheng didn't ink with him, took out the gold medal given by the old emperor from his arms, and threw it away.

The prefect of Jianbei took it with both hands and looked at it carefully.

I found out that it was actually a gold medal for entering the palace.

This kind of gold medal, he only saw it at the Luming Banquet back then, and he remembered it vividly.

That's right.

If you can carry a gold medal of this level with you, you must be a secret envoy sent by the Holy Lord!

That's it.

The prefect of Jianbei didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, held the gold medal in both hands, handed it back to Ren Pingsheng, and said respectfully: "Although the lord orders, the lower officials must obey the orders!" ”

Ren Pingsheng glanced at the two of them and said casually: "This official is instructed by His Majesty to inspect the world, select suitable show girls for His Majesty, and send them to the palace."

I have heard that the people of Jianbei Mansion are outstanding and talented, and there are many talented women, so I came to find out today. ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The room fell silent in an instant.

At this moment, the air seemed to come to a standstill.

Including Liu Yunmeng, everyone was a little surprised, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

Father's ...... Draft?

Although I know that Ren Pingsheng is talking nonsense.

Liu Yunmeng still pursed his lips, feeling that his behavior had ruined his father's reputation.

And the prefect of Jianbei and the commander of Jianbei couldn't figure out the truth of Ren Pingsheng's words.

It stands to reason.

It is a great sin to lose one's head to falsely proclaim the oracle.

Born in the Anguo Mansion, it is impossible for the son in front of him not to know the stakes.

But.

Shengshang suddenly came to Jianbei Mansion for the draft at this time, which still made them feel unbelievable.

A moment later.

It was Ren Pingsheng who broke the atmosphere of silence.

"Within three days, you will register and make a register of women under the age of thirty in Jianbei Mansion and send them to this official for selection by this official.

“……”

Hear this.

The prefect of Jianbei and the commander of Jianbei looked stunned again.

After holding it for a long time, he still couldn't hold back and asked, "My lord, a woman who is already married also needs to be registered?" ”

Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly and said, "That's right." ”

"This ......"

The prefect of Jianbei and the commander of Jianbei glanced at each other, and they both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

This time.

Ren Pingsheng said again: "It's just a registration, not a send to the palace, and the official will have to select the right person later." ”

Even then, that's ridiculous!

Unless......

This guy is using the name of the saint to choose the right plaything for himself!

The prefect of Jianbei and the commander of Jianbei made such a conjecture in their hearts.

Although the two have not served in the Beijing Division.

But I have also heard a little about what Jingshi did.

They know what kind of ridiculous things, they do it.

In the name of the saint, satisfy one's own selfish desires.

It doesn't seem impossible.

After all, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away.

It is impossible for them to risk offending An Guogong and report the matter to the Holy Lord.

If it was really the secret will of the saint that he chose a beautiful girl, wouldn't it be a flood that washed the Dragon King Temple?

That's it.

Even if I think it's unreasonable.

The prefect of Jianbei still bowed his hand: "Xiaguan...... I see. ”

Side.

The commander of Jianbei also saluted.

Both of them were stiff and their faces were ugly, as if they had eaten something.

Ren Pingsheng didn't bother to care what they thought, waved his hand and said, "That's it, there's nothing else, you go down and do it." ”

"Yes, sir!"

After saluting, the two turned to leave.

Walking out of the room, they looked at each other, their eyes revealed a lot of helplessness, and after sighing in their hearts, they shook their heads and left.

house.

Liu Yunmeng estimated that the two of them had gone away, and couldn't hold back any longer, looked at Ren Pingsheng and said, "How can you slander your father like this." ”

Ren Pingsheng pretended to be puzzled: "Why did Your Highness say this?" ”

Liu Yunmeng said: "You used your father's name to be drafted and known by the people, what will they think of your father." ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "The people won't know. ”

"Why?" Liu Yunmeng's face was puzzled.

Ren Pingsheng said: "Those local officials also need to be face-saving and understand the stakes, so it is impossible to reveal this matter." ”

Liu Yunmeng opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

Ren Pingsheng interrupted her with his mouth: "Your Highness, since the play has begun, you must play a full set, otherwise it will inevitably be suspicious in the eyes of those who have a heart." ”

“？”

Liu Yunmeng's face was dazed, not understanding what he meant.

I was about to ask.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly stood up, picked her up horizontally, walked to the bed, and laughed loudly: "Don't be afraid, I have this son to support you!" ”

“？”

Liu Yunmeng looked puzzled, and he didn't know what Ren Pingsheng was talking about.

By the time he reacted, he was already pressed on the couch.

Outside.

The three girls stopped, heard the sound from the house, and were slightly startled.

Then, the three of them glanced at each other, and a faint blush appeared on their pretty faces.

Although they have been in the Qinglou for four or five years, they are still Qingqi people, and when they hear the movement coming from inside, their hearts still beat inexplicably.

Especially hearing the voices of the two.

Their minds involuntarily appeared in Ren Pingsheng's handsome face, and then unconsciously substituted themselves into it.

"What now?"

The delicate and innocent girl looked at the other two girls and asked in a low voice.

The bustard just told them to wait at the door, and if the boy had any orders, he would immediately agree, and he should have the ability to see......

But.

Now, that son obviously doesn't need them to serve.

Could it be that they have been standing here all the time, listening to the corners of other people's walls?

The other two girls were obviously in this situation for the first time, and they both seemed a little at a loss.

"Do you want to wait a little longer?"

The innocent-looking girl asks for the opinion of two companions.

After a slight hesitation, the other two all nodded: "Okay." ”

One of them, who had a cold temperament, said: "It is estimated that it is the time of a stick of incense." ”

After staying in the Qinglou for so long, I also know something about this kind of thing.

For an ordinary man, the time of a stick of incense is normal.

Especially like that son, it looks ridiculous, maybe you can't even use a stick of incense.

With such thoughts.

All three stood in the doorway, quietly waiting.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The movement hasn't stopped.

The expressions of the three of them all became a little strange.

It's been half an hour, isn't it okay?

Patiently, I waited a little longer.

The girl with a cold appearance finally couldn't bear it anymore, and lowered her voice and said: "I heard that there is a very famous shop in Jingshi City, called Chunfeng Hall, and the Chunfeng Hall mainly sells a priceless pill, the name is Xiongfeng Pill, he must have eaten this pill, so he ...... it."

The other two girls had crimson faces, bowed their heads slightly, and did not speak.

Time passes.

Before you know it, it's getting late.

The three of them felt that their legs were already numb.

After a stick of incense.

The cold-looking girl finally couldn't hold on, walked downstairs, and said, "If you want to beat or scold, let her go, I really can't stand it." ”

The other two girls glanced at each other, and they both saw a strange look in each other's eyes.

The physical fatigue is still enduring.

The main thing is mental torture.

The feeling of tickling through the boots is unbearable.

Finally.

They couldn't hold on anymore and walked downstairs.

A moment later.

When the bustard saw them coming down from the upper floor, a bright smile bloomed on their faces with heavy makeup, and asked, "How?" Is Bai Gongzi satisfied with you? ”

When the three of them heard this, they all lowered their heads.

Half a day.

The girl with a charming temperament said softly: "Back to my mother's words, we ...... We didn't see Bai Gongzi. ”

Didn't see Bai Gongzi?

What does that mean?

The old bustard was slightly stunned and carefully observed the three of them.

I found that their eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and their faces were as crimson as the sunset.

For such a long time, if you don't stay with Bai Gongzi, what are you doing?

Do you make tofu?

The old bustard stared at them directly, his tone became cold, and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

The charming girl explained: "As soon as the daughters came upstairs, they heard the white boy ...... While talking to the girl, the daughters thought that they couldn't disturb Bai Gongzi's Yaxing, so they waited on the side.

I thought that even if Bai Gongzi had more to say, that is, one or two incense sticks, I didn't expect that they would talk about it until now. ”

The old bustard was stunned for a few seconds before she realized what she meant, and frowned: "Until now?" ”

The three girls all nodded.

"You've been listening outside the house?"

The old bustard stared at the three of them and asked again.

The three girls blushed and nodded again.

The old bustard took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked, "Do you know how long it has been?" ”

The three girls shook their heads in unison.

The old bustard said angrily: "It's almost an hour and a half, what are you doing as the white boy, are you a scale?" ”

The three girls were silent, but they thought to themselves.

Compared with that white boy.

The scales seem to be a little smaller......

When the bustard saw the three of them like this, he knew that they were not lying.

It is said that the martial artist is full of blood.

I didn't expect it to be so vigorous.

That maid is also powerful.

After such a long time, I can still endure it.

Could it be that the maid looks soft and weak, but in fact she is also a cultivator?

In this way, this white boy is not easy to deal with.

The only good news is that this white boy is not pretending to be ridiculous, but indeed ridiculous.

After all.

Her lady also lives in the Orchid Pavilion.

The old bustard thought for a while, waved his hand, and sent the three girls away.

After a short groan, he walked to the backyard.

…………

Following.

A ray of sunlight shines on the head of the bed.

Ren Pingsheng slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Liu Yunmeng with his eyes closed on his side, and reached out to caress her cheek.

"Woo ......"

Her Royal Highness seemed to have had some nightmare, grunted pitifully, and then began to beg for mercy.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng was immediately a little distressed, and after coaxing for a while, she fell asleep again.

It's just that my eyes are still a little red, and I think I cried a lot yesterday, and I can't recover for a while.

This time.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Immediately followed by the voice of the old bustard.

"Bai Gongzi, the prefect is here again, just waiting downstairs, look ......"

Ren Pingsheng got up to change his clothes and replied, "Let him wait at the door." ”

"The slave remembers."

The old bustard answered and turned to leave.

At the same time, I sighed in my heart.

The big gentleman from Jingshi is different, and a sentence can make the prefect who has a four-grade official body obediently stand outside the door and wait, which is really powerful.

After a stick of incense.

Ren Pingsheng left the Hongming Dao to protect Liu Yunmeng and Mu Rou, pushed open the door alone, came to the prefect of Jianbei, and asked casually: "How did you do the things entrusted to you?" ”