There is a small inn outside Qilipu Village. In the past, these inns were only for the officials. Now that the world is in peace, private inns are flourishing, and the officials and gentlemen are pampered. There are no ones who are willing to come to the inn to fix their meals and lodging. It gradually declined, and there was nothing to be busy with on weekdays except copying the residence newspaper, delivering goods and official documents. Some of them have a heart to live, and they will secretly do some business to make ends meet.
The location of this inn is even more embarrassing. It takes less than an hour to go southeast to Jincheng. Most of the travelers go to Jincheng to repair and change horses. Therefore, it is rare to see a person here for ten days and a half months. Passing porters often come to ask for water. drink. Because there is a vegetable field behind the post house, the people in the shop can barely support themselves on this half acre of land.
In the morning, the forest is misty and the rain is as dense as silk. The young gentleman in the shop is sweeping in front of the door as usual. From a distance, he can see a person speeding up the road, with the sound of horseshoes, the white clothes are better than the snow, and the top of his head is very low. A coir rain hat, wrapped in rain, seems to be a forest fairy transformed from the spring mist. Mr. Xiao Lang was stunned, and for a moment he forgot what he was doing, and he didn't even remember urging others to come in and have a tooth-beating ceremony.
Before he could see what the visitor looked like, he had already entered the yard and dismounted, threw the reins into his hand, took out a jade pendant from his bosom and threw it over, slightly raised the brim of his hat, revealing that the small part had been covered by rainwater. With a wet chin, he whispered: "Little boss, please, change a horse."
Mr. Xiao Lang is short, and he can see the face of the other person by leaning forward a little. With such a sloppy glance, he can only see a pair of light-colored eyes like a lake. The eyes of other people may be black or brown, but there is a faint trace of strangeness in his eyes. blue. Mr. Xiao Lang heard that there is a Hu Fan singer, with skin as white as snow, eyes as blue as a lake, hair as light as gold, extremely beautiful... Now the noble son in front of him is somewhat similar to the rumors, but he is too white Against that refined face, the skin was even more deserted, as if once the rain stopped, he would also dissipate with the mist and return to his fairy world.
This inn has been open for decades, and he has been here with his father since he was a teenager, and he has seen many noble people, but he has never seen such a handsome person. Woke up by the voice, he hurriedly took the jade pendant.
It's just that he was young and didn't recognize this thing, and seeing that the other party was so handsome, he hurried back to the shop and called out to his postmaster father who was still sleeping late: "Father! A nobleman has come and wants to change horses. Get up and see." Look at this!"
"It's so early in the morning, who is it..." The postmaster was dissatisfied, and finally got up, while snatching the jade pendant from the young man angrily, he complained that the visitor disturbed his sleep. Just as he was speaking, he looked down, his face suddenly changed drastically, and a shock almost smashed the jade pendant. He hastily put away the jade pendant, tidied up his clothes in twos and twos, and hurriedly ran out, saying joyfully: "Oh my god, which official family do I know, it's Master Ji—"
When he went out, he froze again.
It's not the old master Ji, but a young master Ji.
He has never met Ji's family, but Yupei can't be wrong. Since his surname is Ji, he is a famous celebrity at the feet of the emperor, a big man who can make the chickens and dogs under his hands ascend to heaven with just a word of mouth. Not to be neglected, he hurried to the stable to fetch a fat and strong Huang Pu, and after returning the jade pendant to him, he said with a smile: "Look at this horse, a serious Huang Pu, who runs eight hundred miles a day. No problem! Where is Mr. Ji going on business? Do you want to go into the house to have a rest and have some tea?"
Ji Hong didn't answer, but coughed twice inexplicably, his brows were tightly furrowed, his face was dark, and he turned over without making any comments after leading the horse.
At this time, there was another sound of reprimanding the horse from outside the courtyard, and a big bay red horse with bright coat stepped in. Sitting on it was an arrogant young man, who laughed at him and said, "What kind of bastard, I don't know how many generations of blood have been messed up. Dare to call it Huang Pui, but I don't know whether its mother is a donkey or a horse!"
"Maoer!" Another good horse raised its hooves, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."
The postmaster took a look at the horses of the two men, and didn't dare to speak back. They were all genuine BMW horses, and they were indeed ten thousand times more valuable than his mixed-haired fake yellow puss with unknown number of generations of blood. However, the spirits of the two BMWs were not very good, their heads drooped listlessly, and they didn't even have the strength to chew the tender grass at their feet, they just kept moving their hooves restlessly.
Ji Hong misunderstood them, rode the horse out, and was stopped by Min Xuefei on the spot with a whip: "Shuluan, you can't go anymore. You don't often ride horses, and you haven't rested for three days now. If you keep going like this, Don't say your body can't take it, even the horse will be exhausted by you... just rest for half a day."
The amber under the crotch was breathing red, and Min Mao stroked her temple hair, and responded with a sad face: "Yes, brother Ji San! Look, both Gaifeng and Huber can't move anymore. Under my ass It is covered with three layers of fleece, and it will be smashed to pieces!"
"Your Majesty, what Young Master Min said makes sense." Duan Ming, who came after him, also persuaded out of breath.
Ji Hong said hoarsely: "Then you rest, I will go first."
"Shuluan." When the two horses crossed each other, Min Xuefei grabbed Ji Hong's arm, glanced at his increasingly pale face, and said earnestly, "Even if not for us, you are for that young man. He just worked hard The land adjusted your body for you, so you don’t cherish it like this? Don’t wait until you return to Beijing, before he finds you, you fall down again.”
"Furthermore, you still don't know where the ship is heading, so what can you do if you hurry back to Beijing? If you go north and it goes west, wouldn't it be in vain to miss it? Why don't you just ask while you're on the road? That boat is not owned by ordinary people, and there may be unexpected news."
Ji Hong held the rein, frowned and hesitated for a moment, and finally let go: "Okay, let's rest for half a day."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, and Min Mao jumped off the horse as if he had received an amnesty, rubbed his buttocks, and walked into the post house, yelling at the boss to prepare the food and drink, boil the bath water, and then slumped into the room, almost in the blink of an eye After a while, he fell asleep.
After tying the horse, Min Xuefei really lacked energy. Although he didn't fall asleep like Min Mao and snored loudly, he was too tired to lift his head. Looking back, I saw Ji Hong still standing in front of the post house, looking at the forest road in the distance. He walked over and gently brushed the rain off the man's shoulders: "Don't worry, he is much smarter than others, and he has a clue With a bunch of ghost ideas, I think I can turn danger into good fortune."
Looking at the drizzle under the eaves, Ji Hong smiled silently for some reason: "He also said all day long that he was blessed. The evil star has gone. If I didn't bother him from the beginning, I wouldn't be greedy for that cup of scented tea... "
Ever since the young man was taken into captivity, Ji Hong was on the surface cold and self-possessed, thoughtful, and organized his affairs in an orderly manner, but Min Xuefei, who had been his childhood sweetheart since childhood, knew that his heart was already in chaos, otherwise he would never have said such self-doubt. If you complain.
"That's all." In the middle of the sentence, Ji Hong had seen enough of the rainy scene outside the eaves, and his body was full of sorrow and sorrow, and his expression changed in an instant, and he was still the prince who planned the strategy.
In the affairs of Beijing, the Min family is in the Ming Dynasty, and the Ji family is in the dark. Neither of them can support the restriction and balance that the emperor wants. Xiang Min is old and has already started to retire, and Duke Li is suffering from chronic illness—now it is a heavy burden. It lies in Ji Hong and Min Ji.
Min Xuefei is not greedy for power, but he values power, so he has always been worried that Ji Hong is too obsessed with the love of his children, and he will be manipulated by others under his carelessness. Now it seems that Ji Hong has not been dazzled by love, but he can. A little relieved.
Ji Hong turned around and went back to rest. Min Xuefei watched him enter the room, fell asleep peacefully, and went back to his own room.
The body began to resist violently under the extreme exhaustion, and the time of sleep was lost, as if the whole person had been falling from the abyss, falling to the bottom, and the limbs and bones were aching and painful.
The bottom of the cliff is barren, covered with chaotic rocks and covered with snow. He turned his head to see, among the withered grass and strange rocks, in a dark and dark place, sat a pair of skinless and rotten bones. The clothes on it were gradually rotting, and the only thing was black hair. It seems to be stuck in the skull, and the black ink is long.
The bones are small, not the second elder brother, but there is a piece of Tsing Yi, a broken "Sauvignon Blanc" hosta, and the detached leg bones protruding horizontally, white flowers dazzling people's eyes.
He knew it was a dream, but he was shocked for a moment.
Regardless of the pain in his body, Ji Hong walked over in a daze, and picked out a gemstone machete from a pile of rotting bones. I don't know how many years the bone has been sitting here. I can't pull it out either. On the contrary, the hair seemed to be still growing in lengths, and coiled around his feet like a dark cloud.
Holding the knife, he couldn't bear the severe pain in his heart, he staggered to his knees, and stretched out his hands to hug the rotten corpse tightly. The hair seemed to come alive as if feeling his warmth, wrapping around his ankles bit by bit, wrapping him and the carrion together until they reached each other's necks.
He should feel suffocated, but he smelled a nostalgic fragrance, not some expensive and rare fragrance in the world, but ordinary rice porridge, with some faint sweetness, maybe honey was added , people can produce a strange numbness and joy in the midst of pain.
It wasn't until the sound of the rain outside the window gradually fell and stopped, and the half-moon rose pale and shone brightly, that he woke up from the drowsy dream. Opening his eyes, Ji Hong immediately grabbed it from his hand, and when he touched the scimitar that the boy forgot to wear that day, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After several days of galloping and galloping through this sleep, his revenge finally came to him. Ji Hong moved his arm, which was sore and painful, as if he had been run over by a rut, and there were a few red marks on the palm of his hand because he was holding the hemp rein, which was also sharp and painful at this moment.
Ji Hong thought to himself, did Jinnian dislike him for waiting too long for such a dream, and complain why he hasn't picked him up yet
But the rice fragrance in the dream is still in the nose.
Ji Hong was suddenly in a daze, and lay quietly for a while, feeling that there was a thin quilt on his body, and the bed curtain that was open before going to bed was also closed, and the porridge smell in his breath not only did not disperse, but became more intense...
He sat up on his elbows all of a sudden, breathed heavily and suddenly opened the bed curtain, and saw a stove on the table, boiling on the stove, a figure resting his head on it, dozing off to fan the stove.
Perhaps his actions were too big, Min Xuefei turned his head to look, and immediately stood up: "Finally woke up, it scared me to death."
The light in Ji Hong's eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell back on the bed with his tense back. After a while, he sat up on his own: "... What's wrong with me?"
Min Xuefei stretched out his hand to support him: "Since I woke up in the morning, it's as if I've passed away. I haven't woken up, and I still look very painful. I called the doctor and said that you felt a little cold in the rain, and your mind was exhausted. , That's why I was frightened by the nightmare, and asked him how to wake up, but he didn't know, and said it depends on your luck."
Ji Hong sneered: "Quack doctor. It's just that I was too tired and had a nightmare."
"That is, which doctor in the world is not a quack doctor in your eyes, only your family is the unparalleled miracle doctor—" Min Xuefei couldn't help teasing him as soon as he relaxed, but he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong. Which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted, so she pursed her lips, shut her mouth and turned around to serve the porridge, "Everyone else has eaten their food, but you are the only one who refuses to wake up. I'm afraid you don't want to drink the medicine, so I'll ask the inn The shopkeeper made another sweet ginger porridge to dispel wind and cold, and kept it warm."
After a moment of silence, Ji Hong took the porridge bowl: "When did you get these?"
Min Xuefei sat back at the table, stared at him as he finished the porridge, and then smiled and said: "I have been influenced by your family all day long, and I have learned a lot." He took a thin bamboo tube from the table and threw it to Ji Hong, "Look, it's from the palace. Jing Tian'er's words don't make people feel safe."
Ji Hong unsealed the bamboo tube, and pulled out a note. The exhibition letter was a densely packed small script. After reading it carefully, he didn't have much reaction. He burned the note on the candle lamp at hand, and threw the bamboo tube back to Min. Ji.
Min Xuefei caught it in the air, crossed his legs and said, "I'll know if you don't tell me, your sister?" He played with the bamboo tube and said with a smile, "Your family is really interesting, Mrs. Ji can't wait to tear you apart, but her own daughter is everywhere. Relying on you. But she is well informed, Ji Gong doesn't know where you are, but she does."
Ji Hong didn't answer his words, but simply recounted the contents of the letter, saying that his concubine and elder sister were just pregnant, and they couldn't escape the murderous hands of the villains. She was taken aback by Huang Xian'er who stole it into the palace. Although there is no serious problem, but after all, he was frightened, and some fetal breaths were unstable.
The palace wanted to thoroughly investigate this matter, which made people panic. The imperial concubine is not too young. This pregnancy is not easy to come by, so it is inevitable that she is a little suspicious. She is afraid that she will pass away if she is not paying attention, so she asked him what to do. good.
Ji Hong cut the note, scribbled a few words, and threw it to Min Xuefei.
Min Ji sighed: "I am the errand runner of your Ji family!"
Ji Hong said: "She is different."
Min Xuefei was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was talking about, and suddenly said helplessly: "She is different, but when his mother beat you, she secretly gave you medicine twice. If she really wanted to, why didn't she stop her?" Looking at her mother? Everyone reciprocates, even your peaches are sour peaches left over from others, but you still treat them as treasures."
"Why do you talk so much today?" Ji Hong raised his eyebrows slightly.
Min Xuefei snorted and walked out of the room.
After he left, Ji Hong slowly leaned back on the pillow. Outside the window, the breeze moved the leaves slightly and made a rustling sound. Apart from that, there was no other movement.
Reciprocate
If someone is willing to give him a peach, why worry about it being extremely sour.
He pulled out the scimitar in his hand and put it back in again, then pulled it out and put it back in again, the silver-like light of the blade slanted on his face, brighter than the moonlight, he squinted his eyes, and rubbed his thumb on the handle on the knife Gemstone, sighed in a low voice: "It was the first time I dreamed that I was so merciless, but I was wronged outside?"
He asked, but no one answered.
It just increases loneliness.
…
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Yu Jinnian was awakened from the darkness, and when he turned his head, he saw a group of servants holding wooden boards, trying to nail his window to death! That damned profiteer just bans him enough, and only limits his window. There is only one hour a day, and someone outside will open the window halfway, so that he can at least peek at the scenery outside from half the window every day. , Occasionally met a fisher girl passing by in a boat, and he was so bored that he had to tease him.
What's going on now! Not even the window slits were left!
He rolled down, ran to the window, and looked at the sun outside. He was drowsy and couldn't tell what time it was, but his subconscious mind told him that that guy should appear again. Sure enough, the profiteer happened to be walking on the deck outside, and the two exchanged a glance through the unsealed gap, and Yu Jinnian sat back behind the table with his cheeks puffed out like a steamed dumpling.
On the contrary, Yan Chang was taken aback by his reaction. He thought the young man was about to yell, but he just stared at him.
In the first few days when he was restrained, he made a lot of noise. I don't know where he got so much energy. He didn't ask people to rest in the middle of the night. Not to mention the eight-foot-long river, even the thousand-foot deep pool was disturbed by him. , After several days of trouble, it gradually subsided.
The two competed with each other, and Yan Chang also felt that he was surprisingly patient. He listened to all kinds of derogatory words without repetition in just a few days, and the bottom line was refreshed again and again by this kid.
Today he wanted to close his window, but he didn't make a fuss. Instead, Yan Chang was surprised. After the surprise, he smiled with satisfaction.
But in an instant, he laughed at himself, mocking himself for being a little bit disappointed because he didn't get scolded by others.
He was carrying a plate of gourmet food and a plate of melon and fruit mixed with sugar, and without knocking on the door, he turned into the east cabin as if entering and exiting his own room. When I walked in, there were a few "duk, duk" knocking nails, and the last ray of sunshine was sealed out of the window.
Yan Chang sat down, turned his head to look at the dead window, and then fell on the young man in front of him. The window was dead, but there was no light on the table, and the room was so dark that it was confusing to see, but Yan Chang could accurately find the amber eyes, stared at them silently for a while, and said softly: "I heard You bumped your toe against the table yesterday, but it still hurts? Take off your socks and let me see if it's swollen."
He thought he was gentle and considerate, but this little thing didn't appreciate it at all, as if he was angry at him for sealing the window, he suppressed his voice, and said solemnly: "I don't like others to see my things."
"You fart!" Yu Jinnian scolded, "What is your thing! Who is your thing?"
Yan Chang finally felt relieved, at least he would still curse, wouldn't he? He sat down generously, and pushed the melon and fruit plate at hand: "Fresh, eat some."
Yu Jinnian snatched the fruit plate away, grabbed the chopsticks without pinching them, and gripped them with all his hands, poking the fruit in the plate a few times like swallows, and a few strawberries were strung together by him. On the chopsticks, red juice was flowing, like the head of a corpse that had been violently killed by the city wall.
He bit down, chewing loudly.
Yan Chang lit the lamp, even though it was blue sky and day outside the window at the moment, the inside of the house was as dark as a cellar, the smoked yellow candle remained motionless, burning straight, drawing a circle of tenderness around the boy in front of the candle. Light. Yan Chang also couldn't tell what he wanted to do by surrounding him, or he hadn't figured it out yet. He was used to collecting ancient artifacts, but he also knew that this person in front of him was not some shining jewel, but more Not to mention priceless.
If Tu is well-behaved, even a child bought on the street will be much more obedient than him; Refuse to obediently treat him.
Then why imprison him
Yu Jinnian finished picking up the fruit plate in twos and threes, because he always believed in the principle of being a good person so that we can meet each other in the future, so he seldom did things that hurt others and benefit himself, but this time he was really mad by this profiteer. Whether it is the Heavenly King Bodhisattva or the Ksitigarbha Arhat, he is happy to compete with others.
After eating the fruit plate, he clattered the plate down, raised his legs, and chewed what was left in his mouth, his foolish appearance learned that young master Jiang, who was ignorant and ignorant, was not himself at all. Although this traitorous businessman is bad, he has too many rules. Yu Jinnian does the opposite everywhere, aiming to piss him off, and makes it clear that he wants to compete with him.
Yan Chang came back to his senses, raised his eyelids slightly, half a month ago, he had already lost his face, and for this reason he was forbidden to eat for two days, but it was of no avail after all, this young man refused to give in, but he could think about it when he was hungry. Come up with more new tricks to toss him.
People have been stimulated so much that even the upper limit of anger has been raised. At this moment, Yan Chang was scolded by Yu Jinnian, but he was not bothered or annoyed. He looked at him peacefully and felt more relaxed in his heart, as if he had become a Buddha . It's not that he has a quirk of being scolded by others, but that he is happy to see the young man jumping up and down with bright eyes.
Just like that day on the Douxiang Terrace in Dongchong Mansion, or wandering in the streets and alleys in a red robe.
Still the question, why was he imprisoned. Probably what is pictured right now is the clatter of pots and pans, his cheeks are swollen with anger, and he even uses various curse words-how interesting.
As for the future
"Honey sauce pork ribs, didn't you say you wanted to eat this yesterday?" Yan Chang took out another plate, "Try to see if it suits your taste, whether it's sweet or salty, if it doesn't suit your taste, ask them to make another." Seeing Yu Jinnian staring at him, he stroked He stroked his sleeves and said calmly, "Why, what do you want to scold me for?"
Yu Jinnian choked for a moment: "...you are sick."
Yan Chang laughed loudly: "Speaking of which, I am indeed sick."
Yu Jinnian: "..."
Yan Chang asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
Yu Jinnian had nothing to say, so he asked, "Where is this boat going? Has it arrived in Jincheng? Where is my ingenious toy? Are you going to break your promise?"
Yan Chang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect him to end up in such a situation. He didn't talk about looking for life, and he didn't talk about going on a hunger strike to resist. He still missed those little toys in his heart. He smiled softly, and took out a small thing from his cuff. Put it on the table and rolled it: "Jincheng is not easy to stay, so I didn't stop, but I never broke my word. Neng, gossip lock. I put the boat down to buy it, and there are a few other gadgets. If you can make me happy, I will give it to you."
The reason why he didn't stop at Jincheng was naturally because the spies below found the trace of the third son of Ji's family near Jincheng.
Yu Jinnian squinted at him, reached out and hooked his fingers: "Here."
Yan Chang knew that he didn't have a murder weapon in his hand, and the only sharp jade hairpin had already been broken by him and thrown into the river, so he didn't take any precautions, and stretched out an arm directly in front of Yu Jinnian.
Yu Jinnian took his pulse and closed his eyes to make a diagnosis.
"What's the matter?" Yan Chang asked with a smile.
Yu Jinnian shook his head slowly, with a dignified expression: "Your pulse is astringent, which is a sign of blood stasis blocking the meridian." Yan Chang knew that he had something to say, so he didn't interrupt, quietly listening to what he had to say, Sure enough, the young man clicked his tongue in amazement, "Bleeding comes from the heart, Boss Xia, you are suffering from a heart disease caused by lard! You are terminally ill and cannot be cured!"
Yan Chang was still feeling pain in his shoulder, but now he couldn't help laughing after hearing these words, so he called Zhou Feng and ordered to take out all the remaining gadgets.
Zhou Feng came in with a box, but he really couldn't see what his master was thinking. He has lived for so many years, and he has never seen anyone in a good mood after being scolded all day. If half a month ago, someone told him that there was indeed such a person in this world, and it was your Master Yue Wang—he would have ridiculed that person’s absurdity, and would have refuted the other party. Either he himself is crazy.
Now it turns out that the crazy one is indeed his master.
Yan Chang hadn't appeared for a few days before Yu Jinnian, but after going through all the fasting, he came here every day, and he didn't say what he was doing. Medical treatment. When he came, he only brought wine, vegetables and fruits, and occasionally a book, and he didn't eat it himself, just watched him eat, occasionally talked to him, and Yu Jinnian might not be able to respond to him in a friendly manner.
After sitting for an hour, he got up and left without saying anything.
Yu Jinnian also doesn't understand what this man wants to do, the bandit leader robs the women of the people, at least he wants to be attractive!
Also not understanding is Zhou Feng who has been with him for ten years.
The two walked out of the east cabin, and Zhou Feng, who had endured for half a month, couldn't bear it any longer, followed his master back to the room, poured tea and poured water for a long time, hesitated to speak, and went around for a while but refused to go out. Picking up the pen, Yan Chang endured the slight pain in his shoulders, then raised his head, frowned and said, "What to do, talk about what you have to say."
Zhou Feng hurriedly spoke, without any hesitation: "Master, didn't you kidnap him to treat your illness? You said that you didn't talk about the treatment every day, but instead ate and drank with him all day long, and you were scolded by him." ... What exactly are you planning?"
Yan Chang said without beginning or end: "Concubine Shu has a beloved cat in the palace. It was originally a wild animal of Hu Fan. It was captured and presented to the palace, and was rewarded to Concubine Shu by the emperor. The cat's pupils are as bright as sapphires, and Concubine Shu loves her like a child, and treats her as a treasure. Hu Fan's things are the wildest, so what, that wild thing can accompany Concubine Shu day and night for several years, but it is well-behaved and honest, and has never been scratched Concubine Shu once?"
Zhou Feng didn't understand what he was going to say, so he shook his head.
Yan Chang curled his lips slowly: "Because it has been domesticated."
He has been planning for many years, and he doesn't care about spending a little more time to tame a disobedient person.
"How many days until we arrive in Beijing?" Yan Chang asked, "Also, have you found out about Heluo City?"
Zhou Feng hurriedly replied: "If you don't stop all the way, you will arrive in seven or eight days at most. Heluo City... There is no doubt that the Lu family died of drunkenness, there is no other doubt. His poor drinking capacity is also known to all neighbors. It's just a pity for his wives and concubines and their unborn child."
"It's a pity?" Yan Chang sneered, "Evil is rewarded with evil. It's just that once this line is broken, Yantiesi will be in trouble again, and we have to find another person from us to fill the gap over there."
Zhou Feng bowed his head and said yes, then remembered another thing: "However, it is a coincidence that he was with Young Master Yu a few days before he arrived in Heluo City, and he also helped diagnose the pregnancy of Mrs. Lu's family. "
Yan Chang paused slightly, and said, "That's strange, why are these little things everywhere. How did they meet?"
Zhou Feng shook his head: "I don't know, we were originally scheduled in Taoxi with that surnamed Lu, but later we diverted to Heluo City, and the surnamed Lu stayed for another two days, maybe they met in Taoxi .”
Yan Chang nodded: "We can discuss this matter later. Zhou Feng, send a few people back to the palace first, and clean up Qi Huiyuan. Then call in a few maids and servants, pick the loyal ones, and let them know who their master is. Don't be fooled by some small things."
The Qihui Courtyard is next to the main courtyard. It was originally built for the Twelve Concubines, but Yan Chang did not accept the concubine for a long time, until he was named the One-word King of Yuedi, and the courtyard fell to ashes directly. People have lived in it. There are few people in Yuewang's mansion, most of them are cronies and followers, and they only work in the main courtyard. It goes without saying who Qi Huiyuan cleaned up for.
Zhou Feng didn't think the master would have the idea of risking the world's disgrace and accepting a male concubine, but since he was able to arrange the young man in Qihuiyuan, it also showed that the master's interest in him was still strong, and it might dissipate in a while don't go. He, "Eunuch Feng", naturally has to be considerate and considerate, and everything has been planned properly, so he took his order and stepped back to make arrangements.
Yan Chang sipped his ink again, and scribbled a picture of a wild cat Nonglan.
It's just that Yan Chang doesn't know that some people can be tamed, and after taming, their voices are soft and gentle, just like the blue-eyed wild cat. The evil face is actually stubborn by nature. If he wants to tame him, he must be willing to tame him, but if he insists on it... it will only hurt his muscles and bones, and he will lose three thousand dollars.
The king of Yue was in a high position, and he never imagined that Yu Jinnian happened to be the latter kind of stubborn.
Not to mention that Yu Jinnian didn't feel bored and lonely lying on the bed at this time. First, he memorized the medical scriptures silently for a while, thinking about the current situation of the people in a bowl of noodle shop, and thinking about his own situation for a while, and then he was completely heartless. He turned over and fell asleep, and saw his third young master of the Ji family in his dream.
Yan Chang
Sorry, no such person found.