Even if Shuiyun Temple really becomes a nest of prostitution, there are more female dependents who go, only in the mansion, Chen Xuanzhi is not the only one, the selection of servants in the palace, how many do not pray silently, and want to ask for a noble son?

It's not good to say, even the princess has been there, of course, the princess went, there were at least eight maids and women before and after, there was no problem, but this also shows that everyone has been, where is it really their turn to be unlucky?

comforting himself like this, Zhou Liang was really much more comfortable, and he was not so anxious.

I was about to climb down from the rockery, when I suddenly heard a commotion in the distance.

Zhou Liang's hands and feet trembled, and he almost rolled off the rockery, but he hurriedly held it with his hands, stood on a high place again, and looked towards the noise.

If you don't look at it, you can see it, and when you look at it, the whole person seems to have fallen into an ice cellar.

I saw many people holding torches and forming a fiery snake towards Chen Xuan's courtyard and the house where he lived!

It's over, it must be the prince who discovered the problem of Chen Xuanshi, and even took himself to deceive the master, but he was also discovered.

When he came down from the rockery, Zhou Liang was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat, and he couldn't stand steadily.

It's over, it's all over!

"What can I do, what can I do?" he spun around like a fly without a head.

"The bully is going to be beaten to death, how can I lie to the master with my rotten mouth, you really killed me, killed me!"

But it won't help to complain about your own mouth, it's come to this point, if you continue to stay, you may be caught in front and beaten to death in front of everyone!

Zhou Liang didn't hesitate, and immediately ran along the path among the flowers to the small black door, took out the keys tremblingly, took out a bunch of keys and tried one by one.

Hands trembling, squirming, finally found the right key, poked twice did not align the copper lock, the moment "snap", slapped himself, and then opened the lock smoothly, the small door opened.

I only heard a "squeak", the door opened, when Zhou Liang came out to see, there was a small alley outside, there was no one at all, I wanted to step out, but I hesitated, and my heart was full of panic: "Go out of this door, but there is no turning back!"

I lingered at the door for a long time, and at this moment, I suddenly heard a voice in the distance, which was very ethereal, but somewhat familiar.

"Quick, catch Zhou Liang, the prince said, catch it and kill it on the spot. ”

This voice seemed to be Zhang Wang, Zhou Liang's gallbladder was cracked, he couldn't hesitate anymore, shouted, and rushed out as soon as he gritted his teeth.

Suncheonfu

At this time, the clouds in the sky obscured the moon, and there was no rain, and there was a slight wind, which expelled the already sultry.

There was a banquet in the West Flower Hall of the Inner Ya, the lanterns were lit, the shenghuan on both sides played in unison, the twelve girls danced, the steps shook and jingled, and they sang with the song, and there was a banquet on the middle table, and several people present listened, all of them had their own hearts.

As soon as the singing stopped, everyone praised it, and Luo Pei sighed: "This is really beautiful, there are songs and dances, and then there are calligraphy and paintings." ”

"Calligraphy and painting? I just have a painting!" As he spoke, Cui Zhaoquan, a cabinet scholar and secretary of the military department, sat up straight, waved his hand, took out a newly framed painting, and said, "You are all learned people, please identify them." ”

Everyone came over, only to see that the paper was still good, there were only one or two stamps on it, but the main picture was depicting a group of new science and technology scholars, one of whom was particularly conspicuous, and Weng seemed to be speaking.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, Luo Pei looked at the painting very carefully, sighed, and said, "This is the painting of Lord Shoufu, and you and I when I were in the Jinshi, you really have a heart." ”

Yin Tanping, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, also came up to see, although he had the lowest grade, he also had three grades, and managed the capital's justice, public security, civil affairs, finance, official sacrifices and Shuntian Township Test, and he could also directly report to the emperor, and his rights were not small.

Therefore, among the people in this circle, he is not cramped, and he is even more long-sleeved and good at dancing, and he took a closer look: "This must be the work of the famous teacher Wu Jiannian." ”

"Wu Jianian is really a pity, he failed to enter the imperial examination in Beijing, and he did not succeed in seeking officials, and finally fell to the Qinglou. ”

"Even so, there are not many paintings, this person is disappointed in his career, and he has the intention of seeking immortals, and he is gradually out of the human style, so I remember it. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Su Ziji: "The king's poetry and painting are peerless, what do you think of this painting?"

Su Ziji smiled, he had a good impression of this mansion Yin, in this position, he actually looked at the power, but he also had to be a gas bag often.

There are many powerful people in the capital, not to mention the kings, it is the old county king and the old prince, who can crush Fu Yin in terms of identity, not to mention, the sons and daughters of the princess and uncle's mansion drink and tease the birds, and they have to make trouble from time to time.

And there are often sons and brothers of similar forces who compete with each other, and they make trouble in Shuntian Mansion, and Shuntian Mansion Yin can only offend anyone, and the two sides are in harmony.

can do the work of thin mud for a long time, and can still do it, instead of being dropped by ginseng, which shows that this person does have some ability.

And this dinner is a farewell banquet.

Luo Pei is about to rush to the southwest, here, the first assistant, the military department Shangshu, and even himself, at this time, he can't be disappointed, and he goes up to look at it carefully with a smile.

After a long time, he said: "I have also heard of Wu Jianian, whose words are not less subtle than the previous dynasty Ji Luozhi, just looking at this painting, although trying to be prosperous, but carefully studying its style and artistic conception, it is still a little alienated, saying that it is fairy, or there is also a heart of self-pity." ”

Luo Pei listened quietly, even if he wanted to say a thousand words to the acting king, it was not easy to speak at this time, but he said: "What I said is, I still remember, this is the first Enke of this dynasty, except for the king, we are all from this imperial examination, so we have entered the official career, it has been thirty years since now, and it is really a trance." ”

These words were emotional, but everyone present knew that Luo Pei was already the person acting for the king, and the reason why Luo Pei went to the southwest seemed to be gaining power and being trusted by the emperor, but in fact, the emperor cut off one of the king's arms.

It's just that this knife is a blunt knife to kill, as long as Luo Pei still has the acting king in his heart, this is the opportunity to act as the king.

But then again, there are thousands of mountains and rivers in the middle, and across the sea, Luo Pei has the heart to protect the Lord, and if something really happens in the capital, he is also out of his reach, so he can't help.

The disadvantages of the acting king could not be more obvious, the foundation is still shallow, the party is too few, the connections are lacking, and the people available in his hands are compared with the three kings, and they are simply compared to the mud pit.

Although the advantage is also obvious, with this disadvantage, it is difficult to distance itself from the three kings.

Hey, what does the one on the dragon chair think? What does he think of the acting king? Even Zhao Xu, the first assistant, couldn't help but be a little hesitant when he thought about this, let alone others.

Zhao Xu's expression was faint, and when he heard Luo Pei's emotion, he changed the topic: "Wu Jianian's painting is good, but unfortunately the poetry is just average, maybe he knows it, so there is no poetry on the painting." ”

Su Ziji was originally smiling, but suddenly, his ears moved, and then he suddenly smiled, just a smile, which made the people around him feel full of spring breeze.

"Is there a lack of poetry? This scene of Hanlin is a poem of praise to the saints, I don't know it, but I take the pen!"

Several people's eyes lit up, this is the king of Dai is going to write a poem!

How many people in the capital don't know that writing poems on behalf of the king is a must?

Yin Tanping, the Shuntian Mansion, hurriedly asked people to send pen and paper, and Su Ziji splashed ink and wrote directly: "Qing Dengke"

Thirty years ago, he was promoted to Guike, and now he is happy to go to Luanwo.

God's grace is precious, and humanity is glorious and what is the gain or loss.

Thousands of miles of clouds and wings, five more wind and moon geese.

I am ashamed that I have no virtue to reward my knowledge, and I will sing nine waves of new poems.

The pen and ink fell, only to hear the three sounds of "boom boom", and the sound of drumming outside resounded and penetrated through.