Entering the inner hall, the two sat next to each other on the small couch, Zhao Qianrou took an orange with her hand, peeled it off, pulled a petal and handed it to Xianggong, who knew that Lu Wenjing actually opened his mouth directly and came up.

"Ahh

Zhao Qianrou didn't expect him to be so bold, and withdrew his jade hand like lightning, and there was a faint dampness at his fingertips.

I couldn't help but feel ashamed and ashamed:

"Xianggong, you are a bully."

"Bullying?" Lu Wenjing chewed a few mouthfuls of juicy orange petals, and didn't care, "If you feel that you are at a loss, then you will also bully me..."

As he spoke, he picked up a candy crisp from the dessert plate, brought it to the little lady's mouth, and shook it.

"Hmph, what about you and I being a kitten and a puppy?" Zhao Qianrou pretended to be angry and turned her head.

Lu Wenjing was going to make a joke, but who knew that he would make the lady unhappy, and he suddenly panicked.

With a roll of his eyes, he stood up quickly, holding the sugar crisp in both hands, and bent down to salute:

"The slave has just been abrupt, and I ask the little master for forgiveness."

Seeing that her father-in-law was acting as a demon again, Zhao Qianrou felt angry and funny, and straightened her body, twisted the sugar crisp with her thumb and index finger, put it in her mouth and took a bite.

"Settle down, I forgive you."

"Huh... Oh no, yes. ”

almost went to the Qing Palace, Lu Wenjing secretly laughed at himself, saw that the lady had regained her smile, sat down next to each other, and quipped:

"The lady can't really be the princess of the Ming Dynasty, right? Then I'll earn it. ”

"How come, the princess of Daming should be the royal surname, how can I be so golden, how can the prince be oily and smooth."

Although Zhao Qianrou blames, her heart is still beautiful, after all, who doesn't like to listen to good things?

Especially, she is still spoiled by her husband like this, and she is simply the happiest woman in the world.

"Xianggong, have you and your father-in-law met that Jiao Gongzi?" Zhao Qianrou finally asked the right question.

"Well, I did."

"He didn't have a hard time for you, a hard time for the Lu family, right?"

Lu Wenjing took off his shoes, crossed over to the couch, leaned back to the backrest, relaxed the whole person, and said casually:

"It's hard to count, he's here to do business with the Lu family."

"Doing business? The Jiao family is an official in the court, not a businessman, how could they find the Lu family? ”

Lu Wenjing didn't want the lady to get involved, so he deliberately said:

"The official is looking for a businessman, isn't it for the yellow and white objects? Last time I offended nine thousand years old, my father spent a huge sum of money to settle it, this time I also came to pick up the bargain, just give them some silver taels to pass away. ”

Remembering something again, he pulled out a piece of rice paper from his cuff.

"No, this is an anti-poem written by your father-in-law, and the one surnamed Jiao has also returned, you see."

Zhao Qianrou took it and opened it with interest.

“... Dongshan raised tigers and cannibalized people for 18 years. When the sky changes color, thousands of households dare not speak..."

After reading it completely, Zhao Qianrou's face changed.

"No wonder Liu Gong Guild found Xiang Gong, this poem is a bit too explicit, but it is in the hands of those people."

"Nerds, naturally they don't understand the sinister nature of the world, thinking that if they read more sage books, they can become saints, but they really don't know how thick the sky is."

Lu Wenjing scolded "himself" in a flat tone, and the little lady was stunned when she heard it.

Sensing that her expression was not quite right, she exaggerated her indignation:

"The most hateful thing is the villain who reported me, and I will definitely not let him go."

Zhao Qianrou sighed, folded the rice paper, and persuaded:

"The prime minister will not die, and he must not make any more extraneous branches."

"Don't talk about that, it's the day to go back to the door tomorrow, and I prepared some gifts for my father-in-law."

Lu Wenjing pointed to the tea bag on the table.

"The best Shifeng Longjing, or the head stubble, I heard that only people in the palace can drink it, it's interesting enough, right?"

Zhao Qianrou smiled:

"When it comes to the palace, maybe my father has really drunk it."

"Oh? Could it be that the old father-in-law has entered the palace? Lu Wenjing was very surprised.

Zhao Qianrou shook her head, "It's not that I have entered the palace, my father grew up in the palace when he was a child, he was an errand boy in Shangbao Prison, because he committed an accident, he was expelled from the palace gate, and he gradually had his current family business by operating a dyeing workshop." ”

Shang Baojian is one of the twenty-four eunuch yamen in the inner court, in charge of important items such as treasure seals and seals, and all those who work in this yamen are eunuchs without exception.

In this way, the old father-in-law is also a eunuch?

Still playing small into the palace?

It's a bit unscientific.

Seeing that Xianggong's expression was a little weird, Zhao Qianrou explained:

"My father is indeed a eunuch, and I am her adopted daughter. I've been following my father for as long as I can remember, and he treats me like my own, and if I didn't have him, I'm afraid I wouldn't be alive now..."

It turned out to be an adopted daughter, which was really shocking.

Lu Wenjing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xianggong won't dislike the identity of a concubine, don't be a concubine, right?" Zhao Qianrou's eyes were lowered, and she was a little aggrieved.

"How so? The old father-in-law worked hard to raise his mother, and I thank him that it was too late..."

"You really don't mind your father he... He's a..."

Before Zhao Qianrou finished speaking, Lu Wenjing smiled:

"What's wrong with the eunuch? I think that when I was in the year of Yongle to Xuande, there was a great eunuch who went to the West seven times and made my Ming Dynasty's national prestige famous overseas, which is really admirable. ”

"Xianggong is talking about the Three Treasure Eunuchs?"

"It's him." Lu Wenjing patted the lady's little hand, "Compared with it, the eunuchs who are manipulating the court today are like maggots, which is disgusting." ”

Zhao Qianrou nodded lightly, "Every time my father talks about state affairs, he sighs, and he can't go back to the palace to face the saint, and count all the sins committed by the Eight Tigers." ”

"Face saint? The old father-in-law's mood is understandable, if he wants to see the emperor, it is difficult..."

Lu Wenjing secretly thought about the bastard emperor Zhu Houzhao, who might be in the cannon at this time... How can the leopard room be happy, how can there be time for you?

Even Li Dongyang, the first assistant of the cabinet, if he wants to face the saint, he has to ask Gonggong Liu to be accommodating, and ordinary courtiers don't even think about it.

"Don't talk about this, when I go back to Zhao's house tomorrow, I will definitely talk to him when I see my father."

"I hope so."

Lu Wenjing gently hugged the little lady into his arms, sniffed the good fragrance on her black hair, and whispered:

"Lady, I'm suddenly a little tired, why don't we..."

"Don't laugh at it, in broad daylight... Hmm..."

At this moment, Lan Ying lowered her head and went into the inner hall and said loudly:

"Master, miss, lunch is ready, isn't it... Yes! ”

Seeing this scene, Lan Ying turned her back in a panic and whispered, "I'm ashamed."

Zhao Qianrou pushed away Xiang Gong violently, her whole face was hot, and she really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Ying'er, can you knock on the door before entering the house in the future?"

Lu Wenjing seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water on his head, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

There is a father in the front, and this little girl in the back, why don't the two of them have any points in their hearts?

"I didn't have to knock on the door when I entered Miss's boudoir before, I'll remember it later, but young master, you have to remember to insert the door next time, Miss's reputation is big..."

"You..." Lu Wenjing was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened and he couldn't speak.

"It's noon, the young master and the young lady should eat as soon as possible, and the slave and maid will retire."

Lan Ying hurriedly left the outer hall, her heart beating non-stop.

"Well-dressed beasts..."