I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

Before Zhao Juer joined Yan Tianzong, he had a lot of grudges with Zhengzhou.

She can be said to be the royal family of the Song Dynasty, the person who knows Zhengzhou best.

Many years ago, she was molested by Zhengzhou when she disguised herself and took court ladies to the streets to experience secular life.

At that time, Zhengzhou robbed civilian girls in the street, and said that he would take the maid as a concubine. The most hateful thing was that he also said that the maid was more beautiful than the master, and her figure was slimmer.

In the end, it was Guozijian Grand Priest Wang Wengong who saw through the disguise of the princess and forcibly stopped Zhengzhou, who was doing all kinds of evil.

Although she is safe and sound, she will never forget Zhengzhou's ugly face back then.

There are also comments about their appearance and figure.

Even after so many years.

She still clearly remembers that Zhengzhou once said that her breasts can be used as an official horse racer. If it weren't for the long strands of black hair, it would not be difficult to join the army if you hide your gender.

Whenever recalling what Zhengzhou said at the beginning, Zhao Juer's teeth itch with hatred.

It's just that until now, Zhengzhou didn't know that the person he molested was the most beloved young princess on the pilgrimage.

How could this kind of perverted and evil-doing person be the most talented person in Confucianism and Taoism in the history of the Song Dynasty? !

Father was definitely deceived by him!

No!

I absolutely cannot let my father be deceived again!

Zhao Ju'er gritted her silver teeth lightly, and made a decision that could change her life.

"Father, hearing is believing, seeing is believing, I plan to see this Zhengzhou with my own eyes." Zhao Juer turned around and said.

Hearing this, Zhao Xin waved his sleeves and said, "What's so difficult about it, I'll send an order for him to come to the Golden Luan Hall to meet you now."

Sima Ling became nervous again.

Zhao Ju'er thought to herself, if the order comes, there will probably be a disguise. If he wants to let his father see Zhengzhou's true face, he has to go to the place he is most familiar with.

So Zhao Ju'er showed her face and said: "Don't bother, I will go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find him in person. If he is really a malleable talent, I will definitely leave this pillar for the Song Dynasty."

Zhao Xin nodded, this is not impossible.

Ju'er went to see Zhengzhou in person, and the two had a chat, maybe they could become best friends, and there might be other developments.

It was a very good thing.

Thinking so, Zhao Xin nodded and said, "Do you still remember the location of the Prime Minister's Mansion? Do you need me to send someone to take you there?"

Zhao Ju'er said angrily: "Of course I remember, don't worry, father, I will go back as soon as I go."

After Zhao Ju'er finished speaking, she hurriedly left the Jinluan Palace. She now has an inexplicable sense of responsibility to carry the entire Song Dynasty on her shoulders.

Hastily arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhao Ju'er hadn't entered yet, when she heard a woman's babbling singing and a beautiful melody accompanied by musical instruments.

Zhao Juer showed a disgusted expression.

How could this kind of dandy, who relies on listening to music for fun, be a genius of Confucianism and Taoism in the Song Dynasty.

The father was indeed deceived.

She didn't break in through the main entrance. After practicing Yantianzong's technique, she possessed 'immortal energy' and moved around, so she broke into the inner courtyard of Xiangfu without anyone noticing.

At this time, Zhengzhou was lying on a bamboo recliner enjoying the last quiet time before his death.

There are all singers and dancers in front of him.

Even the accompanist playing the piano is a well-known oiran in Tokyo.

Ordinary people, no matter how much money they have, cannot play the piano with her.

Not to mention singers and dancers.

They are all stunning.

All of them are famous ladies who can make Huang Sangui angry.

Zhengzhou is probably the only person in the entire Tokyo city who can gather this lineup to dance and figure out the shadows in their own mansion.

Beside Zhengzhou, there are quite a few maids serving her, drinking and eating.

The husks have been peeled off, and the flesh is filled with a girly fragrance.

One sip of wine and one sip of food, paired with southern bud new tea, the feeling of being a second-generation ancestor seems to be not bad.

Hiding in the shadow behind the trees in the mansion garden, Zhao Ju'er looked at Zhengzhou enjoying himself under the brilliant sun, wishing he could take his life immediately.

"If this kind of person is a genius of Confucianism and Taoism, I will be the most amazing genius of Yan Tianzong since the founding of the sect!" Zhao Ju'er thought sullenly.

The genius of Confucianism and Taoism in her cognition should only read the books of sages and sages, and keep his ears shut. He should completely cut off any singers, dancers, and fine wine and delicacies.

Like Zhengzhou, I am afraid that he has not even read the Four Enlightenment Books.

Zhao Ju'er silently wrote down everything she saw, and planned to tell her father what she saw and heard when she got back later.

"Mr. Zheng, are you satisfied with this dance?" the dancer asked charmingly after finishing a song.

Hearing that voice, Zhengzhou said in his heart: Zhengzhou, have you forgotten your mission?There is no way to ask for death so far, how can you indulge in pleasure like this!

Zheng Zhou stood up suddenly, intending to wake up and send the singer and dancer away to the streets to seek death. After seeing the dancer's watery eyes and exquisite figure, Zheng Zhou sank into the couch again, waved his hands and said, "Yes, this dance is very beautiful, I wonder if there is a more beautiful dance?"

The dancing girl sneered and said, "There is a dance called Quagjing leading to a secluded place. Others can't see it. Do you want to try it, my lord?"

Alas.

In the distance, Zhao Ju'er looks like an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone.

As the dancing girl approached step by step, Zhengzhou was taken aback. How could this famous oiran in Tokyo look better than he remembered?

And it doesn't fit her style of showmanship.

When Zhengzhou was wondering, the dancer who had approached him infinitely suddenly drew out two soft swords and shouted sharply: "Do it!"

The situation in the mansion changed drastically.

The servant girls dispersed like birds and beasts.

Zhengzhou was so excited that his hands trembled, the assassination of Twelve Nights Red Moon really came!