Without waiting for Fang Linyuan to answer, the shopkeeper of Taifeng Building had already bowed out of the counter and greeted him.

"Ah, General! The general is here today, is he here for dinner? ”

As he spoke, he had already turned his head and raised his voice to beckon: "Someone, please sit upstairs with the general!" ”

Fang Linyuan raised his hand and said, "Don't bother, I made an appointment today." ”

The shopkeeper looked at him again.

He recognized General Fang, who had already been seated in Taifeng Building, and the one next to him was even more unknown to the golden beast on his face.

"Zhu Gongzi!" The shopkeeper immediately smiled. "Your place has been reserved for you, will you two go upstairs at this moment?"

Fang Linyuan shook his head, raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man again.

"There's no hurry." He said. "I just heard two sentences outside the door, it seems that this boy wants to cut in line?"

I saw that the middle-aged man who was still arrogant was surprised at this time, and he could vaguely see that he turned his head to look at the shopkeeper timidly.

Then the shopkeeper lowered his voice and said to him.

"This is the Marquis of Anping." He said.

…… Anping Hou!

Even if this man was a merchant from other places, how could he not have heard of the name of An Pinghou?

That's the holy husband of today!

Thinking of his arrogant question, the merchant was weak and almost fell to the ground.

"Hou ...... Hou Ye ......"

He stared blankly for a long time to find his voice.

Fang Linyuan was indifferent, and asked him again: "Is it that she can't take the scientific examination, and she can't enter the court as an official?" ”

The middle-aged man snorted and didn't dare to speak.

"What about you?" At this moment, the white-clothed businessman next to him suddenly spoke.

He was condescending, his expression indifferent, and his tone was calm but vaguely threatening.

…… Dog fights people!

The middle-aged man knew that he was the same as himself, he was a white man with no merit, but this person stood behind An Pinghou, how could he ......

He gritted his teeth, bowed deeply to Fang Linyuan for a moment, and said, "The villain lost his words for a while, and I ask Master Hou to forgive me this time." ”

But he saw Fang Linyuan and said, "What do I forgive you?" Since you have not spoken of me, I cannot bear your guilt. ”

The meaning of the words is self-evident.

The rich merchant had no choice but to turn to the young woman and bow, "I have no intention of saying anything, and I ask the girl for forgiveness." ”

Fang Linyuan didn't say anything, but the merchant behind him squinted coldly and said, "Get out." ”

The merchant was resentful, but he had no other choice, so he smiled and withdrew from Taifeng Building.

Seeing this situation, the shopkeeper of Taifeng Building hurriedly raised his voice and instructed the account room: "Quick, open the guest room for the son-in-law - your son-in-law's surname?" ”

"My surname is Jiang, Jiang Ying." The woman's voice was clear, and then she raised her head and saluted towards Fang Linyuan and Zhao Pu. "Thank you Hou Ye and Gongzi for breaking the siege."

"Jiang Ying?" Fang Linyuan was slightly stunned. "Don't blame you, girl, your name sounds familiar to me."

"Xie Yuan in Fuzhou?" Zhao Pu said beside him. "I remember that the policy was well written, and it was about Jiangnan's new policy, the Nuclear Tax Law?"

The woman was a little surprised: "How does Childe know?" ”

Fang Linyuan was afraid that Zhao Pu would reveal his stuffing.

saw Zhao Pu smiled faintly and said, "On the day the states were released, I was fortunate to see your article and had some impressions. ”

Jiang Ying nodded, not looking suspicious of Zhao Pu.

"I just heard the girl say that you only plan to live in Taifeng Building for one day?" Fang Linyuan asked again.

I saw Jiang Ying nodding: "Today, there is a great Confucian lecture in Beijing in Taixing Building, I plan to listen to it." ”

The shopkeeper interjected with a smile next to him: "Son-in-law, our poetry meeting here will be held for seven days in a row." ”

I saw Jiang Ying smile and said calmly: "No need." I'm shy in my pocket, I don't have too much entanglement, and I have to live in Beijing until the day of the meeting. ”

As she spoke, she took out the silver taels from her sleeve, counted the room rates for a day in Taifeng Building, and put them on the counter.

The shopkeeper was reaching out to pick it up, but saw Fang Linyuan raise his hand and block it in front of the shopkeeper.

"In this case, the girl's room fee these days is counted in the account." Fang Linyuan tilted his head and smiled at Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying was slightly stunned, and immediately refused: "Master Hou, this is too precious, I ......"

"Now that you know who I am, when the title of the gold list is inscribed, just give it back to me." Fang Linyuan said, turning his head and smiling at the "Zhu Gongzi" beside him.

"Since it is an article that Zhu Gongzi can never forget, presumably the girl is talented, and it is only a matter of time before she enters the court."

Zhao Pu met Fang Linyuan's eyes.

I saw that he smiled slyly, and in front of the public, as if he was telling him a code.

Zhao Pu chuckled, took out the purse from his sleeve, and put it in front of the shopkeeper.

"Hou Ye is right." He said. "The girl is sponsored by me today, and the title of his daily gold list is also a beautiful conversation between me and Hou Ye's wisdom and knowledge."

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p; After staying in Taifeng Building and having dinner, Zhao Pu and Fang Linyuan secretly went back to Huaiyu Pavilion to change out of the men's clothes on him.

At the moment, none of them live in the Hou Mansion, and only a few maids left by Songyan in the Huaiyu Pavilion who regularly enter to sweep are left.

At this time, the sun is waning, and the huge pavilion is empty only the two of them, except for the bright daylight outside the window shining through the flower window, and it is a warm color.

Fang Linyuan sat at the dressing table and watched Zhao Pu change his clothes.

Even if he doesn't live here, he still has a lot of clothes and faces left. The drawer on the table was opened, and the golden splendor was shining, and Fang Linyuan was very curious.

He couldn't help but reach over and rattle in the box, asking Zhao Pu what he was doing for a while, and then asking him what he was doing for that.

Picking up a gold comb grate embedded with rubies, Fang Linyuan was amazed: "How can the comb be inserted on the head, isn't it very painful?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." Zhao Pu replied while putting away the jade pendant on his waist.

"Really?" Fang Linyuan said. "You're lying to me again."

Zhao Xuan raised his eyes and glanced at him.

The soft sunlight outside the window just shone through, and I saw Zhao Pu smile faintly, took the comb grate, raised his hand, and inserted it in Fang Linyuan's hair.

"Does it hurt?" Zhao Pu asked him.

Fang Linyuan groaned, only to feel his head sinking, and turned his head to look in the mirror.

I saw that his hair was shiny, and all the teeth of the comb grate were buried in the law, leaving only the carved gold grate, like a crescent moon falling on his hair.

Fang Linyuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Why is it so strange!" He laughed.

But he didn't know that under the sunset, he smiled and pitched, and the golden jade in his hair immediately reflected the brilliance of the room.

As for him, a pair of eyes seemed to be full of sunset, and his eyelashes were shattered, turning into a sparkling and sparkling one, like a high-spirited young man with flower arrangements in the hoodroom.

Where can Zhao Pu's eyes be removed?

"Add a few more, and it's not surprising."

His voice was a little hoarse, and his words were also ghostly, and I don't know why he said that.

Fang Linyuan was having a good time, unaware of his changes, and when he heard him say this, he directly stretched out his hand, no matter what kind of hairpin he was shaking, he staggered to his hair.

"Really?" He asked, slanting a hairpin into his hairpin.

But he hadn't worn it like this after all, and his head was tied in a bun in a crown, and he fell to the ground one after another for a while, and he shook his head.

"Didn't the capital of Beijing say that a handsome man should face like a good woman?" He said. "Why isn't that the case when I put it on?"

He turned his head to look at Zhao Pu, but saw Zhao Pu looking at him and didn't speak.

He was dressed in white and jade, clear as the moon, but there was a glow behind him, which was his Luo skirt and embroidered robe hanging on the shelf.

Isn't it because the power suit on his body doesn't match well?

Fang Linyuan, who was playful, laughed, got up and went over, and wrapped the embroidered robe around himself.

The bright brocade shone brightly, and Fang Linyuan's hair was crooked with two hairpins, and he turned back and forth twice in front of the mirror.

It's a pity that Zhao Pu is boring, so he makes trouble, doesn't talk for a long time, and doesn't laugh with him.

So, Fang Linyuan, who turned around, turned his head to look at Zhao Pu and asked him without waiting for the hem of his robe to fall.

"Isn't that pretty?" He laughed and joked with Zhao Pu. "Husband?"

For some reason, Zhao Xuan stood up.

Fang Linyuan hurriedly tightened his sleeves that were too wide, and was about to say something, but saw Zhao Pu stop in front of him, and hugged him with the brocade robe wrapped around him.

"Hey......"

"Beautiful." Listening to Zhao Pu whispering, he hugged him into the bed.

Fang Linyuan panicked.

"Zhao Pu?" He hurriedly said. "It's not dark yet, you ......"

But this time, Zhao Xuan didn't even pull up the bed.

The warm sunset shone on the splendid bed so magnificently, and it also shone on Zhao Pu's back.

"It doesn't matter." I only heard Zhao Pu say this.

Fang Linyuan had no other choice, so he raised his hand in a hurry, wanting to take off the hairpins that jingled in his hair first.

was pinched by Zhao Pu's wrist.

"Don't pick it up." He said. "Just wear it."

…… What a requirement!

But between the beds, Fang Linyuan has never been able to compete with Zhao Pu's entanglement and patience.

A few hooks and kisses, where does he still have any principles.

So much so that until the boots and trolling were thrown aside, and Zhao Pu's white clothes were pressed with a pliable snow color, Fang Linyuan couldn't refuse Zhao Pu and wrapped the splendid hibiscus embroidered robe around him.

There is no inner lining, nor does it pull the placket, and it hangs loosely on the shoulders and backs that are as tight as a gun, and nothing else, even the Luo skirt is too unorthodox.

can be swept by the waves, when the red plum falls in the snow, where is there any body to speak of.

Only a silver spear wrapped in a red silk and gold grate was swept into the mud and sand. ：，m..，.