After being reborn, being alone as a queen

The two searched all over the second floor, and finally found the room with the nameplate of "Zhuzhi Ci" at the end of the second floor.

Xie Jintie listened on the door: "I can't hear you at all."

Mu Xiu looked at the room next to him, and whispered, "Go into the next room."

The lights in the next room were not turned on, and there seemed to be no one there, and a sign of 'Tianjingsha' was hung.

Xie Jin pushed the door and went in, followed by Mu Xiu, closing the door silently.

The windows in Tianjingsha are wide open, and the moonlight shines in, making the whole room very bright without candles.

The layout of the room was similar to that of the 'Qingpingtiao' room they lived in before. It was very large and not soundproof.

Mu Xiu and Xie Jin were sitting in the room

Not long after, there was finally a sound in the next room, and Xie Jin couldn't hear anything clearly.

Mu Xiu stood at the base of the wall, and after listening for a while, his expression was a little strange.

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows, walked over, put his ear against the wall and listened for a while, and soon figured out what the sound was

One after another, the blushing and heartbeating joyful sound

The man suppressed sobs, and there was more than one man.

Xie Jin said nonchalantly: "Wow, who is this lord, so brave..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, because Mu Xiu's eyes were staring at him, full of oppression.

Xie Jin pursed his lips and closed his mouth.

The two stood facing each other, and the moonlight cast their shadows on the floor, intertwined as if they were lingeringly intertwined, and beside their ears was the lustful sound that made people want to spurt blood.

Mu Xiu's face turned pale

Xie Jin raised an eyebrow: "Isn't Commander Ye writing a bamboo branch poem just to let His Majesty listen to other people's tricks in the room to add a little boudoir love letter?"

Mu Xiu glanced at him and said coldly, "Shut up and listen carefully."

Xie Jin laughed

The dignified leader of the dark guard battalion of the Son of Heaven naturally wouldn't do meaningless things.

At this time, the room next door was brightly lit, and it was a scene of upside down, cloudy and rainy Wushan.

On the big bed, a few young men in full body were like a few delicate flowers that had been tortured, limp on it, with large swaths of bruises all over their bodies.

Above the brocade quilt, there was a mess.

A middle-aged man with a black and sullen face, with two beards, pulled up his trousers and sat on the arhat couch beside him, angrily said:

"That little bastard in Zhongyonghou's mansion dared to rob me. It's outrageous! This broken building just wanted to perfuse me by getting me a few mediocre things?"

The other man picked up the teapot on the table, turned over two teacups and poured two cups of tea, and handed one of the cups to the person opposite him to comfort him:

"Master Huang, don't be angry, such a brat is just a novelty, how would you know such a thing? Take a step back, such a top-notch player, at worst, let's continue playing in another day."

Huang Yongshen, the servant of the Ministry of Justice, took a sip of the tea, and said with a sneer, "Forget it, anyway, when that person takes that position, this Zhongyonghou Mansion...haha."

"What Master Huang said is absolutely true."

Qian Wu, the Minister of the Ministry of War, showed a knowing smile

Huang Yongshen drank tea for a while, put the tea cup on the small table, looked at the bed and said, "What are you still dawdling about? Get out of here, my lord!"

Frightened like delicate flowers in the wind and rain, the exhausted young men hurriedly got up and put on their robes enduring their discomfort.

Qian Wu smiled, and said meaningfully: "Master Huang, don't be so angry, after all, he is also a person who has lived together."

Huang Yongshen glanced at him: "This official can't compare to Mr. Qian's compassion."

Qian Wu smiled without saying a word.

Not long after, several young men withdrew.

There was no outsider present, Qian Wu didn't pretend to be amiable, put down the teacup in his hand and said, "I don't know what business Mr. Huang wants to come to me today? Could it be that he just came here to taste something new?"

Huang Yongshen said: "Master Qian's superficial skills are still so perfect. If I hadn't seen your appearance on the bed and put on clothes, I would have been deceived."

Qian Wu smiled and said, "Master Huang is over the top, he's talking about the business."

Huang Yongshen suddenly said: "Wait."

Qian Wu was puzzled: "What are you waiting for?"

Huang Yongshen got up, walked to the window, opened the window and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

Qian Wudao: "Your Excellency, you are really cautious. This is the Wuxiang Building. Are you still worried that His Majesty's people will lurk around?"

Huang Yongshen blew his beard and stared: "If everyone is as confident as Mr. Qian, the son's great mission will be difficult to complete in this lifetime."

Qian Wu tutted and said: "Master Huang is still thoughtful, I am ashamed of myself."

Huang Yongshen frowned uncomfortably after hearing his eccentric emphasis, although he knew what kind of person the other party was, and said, "The room next door?"

Qian Wudao: "Don't worry, I have already explained, there is no one."

Only then did Huang Yongshen feel relieved, and said: "What do you think of our Majesty, what is the situation now? Cancel the court meeting, ignore state affairs, and you are worried about fraud."

Qian Wudao: "Young Master's worry is not unreasonable, so in order to test whether that person invites you into the urn..."

he hesitated to speak

Huang Yongshen glanced at him and asked, "How are you doing?"

Qian Wu smiled evilly: "A few days ago, I sent my confidants to leave the capital to infiltrate the Sifang City and stir up the flames. Now that the civil violence is becoming more and more violent, that person has remained silent. If he is not really hit hard, he is going to hand over the country. , what else is there to worry about?"

Huang Yongshen said in surprise: "Are you serious?"

Qian Wudao: "That's natural."

Although Huang Yongshen couldn't understand his style, but in order to maintain his superficial skills, he still admired: "Sure enough, Mr. Qian is still vigorous and resolute, with iron and blood skills."

Qian Wu smiled modestly, but his eyes were full of arrogance and said: "Where is that."

Huang Yongshen sneered in his heart, and tentatively said: "I don't know...when will the young master enter Beijing?"

Qian Wu shook his head and said: "It's not yet time, the young master has a special status, if he enters the capital at this time, it will inevitably cause some rumors, and the risk of entering Beijing without permission is extremely high, so we still need to create an opportunity for the young master."

Huang Yongshen touched his chin and said, "Opportunity?"

Qian Wudao: "Exactly."

"What are you going to do?"

"What can I do? Wait for the order from the young master. We are the current emperor. Back then, a young boy relied on Song Liyuan to secure his position and suppressed us in every possible way. What kind of natural emperor? A joke! Throughout the ages, once the emperor Once Dead"

Huang Yongshen was shocked by the strong murderous look in his tone

In the next room, Mu Xiu stood by the wall, listening intently, his face sinking like water.

Xie Jin's eyes showed surprise, and he whispered: "This Master Huang is Huang Yongshen, the servant of the Ministry of Punishment?"

Mu Xiu nodded

"Then this Lord Qian is the Minister of the Ministry of War! Then who is the young master they are talking about? He has a special status? He is not in the capital?"

In Xie Jin's heart, a person's name appeared almost at the moment the words fell.

Mu Xiu glanced at him with an unpredictable expression, and said, "These two are both ministers of the previous dynasty, who were demoted to be ministers, and they were the supporters behind my second brother back then."

The second prince back then is now King Jin An.

Xie Jin didn't say anything until Mu Xiu clicked, because his current status is not suitable for knowing too much.

But Song Huai'an knew about it, but he didn't expect that after so many years, the second prince would still be wicked.

Xie Jin stretched out his hand to hold Mu Xiu's hand: "Your Majesty, don't startle the snake. It just so happens that now that you know it, why don't you put a long line to catch a big fish."

Mu Xiu pondered for a moment, then withdrew his hand and said, "Of course I know."

The corner of Xie Jin's mouth twitched faintly, subconsciously forgetting that he was now wearing Xie Jin's shell.

Are you crazy tonight?

If you disagree with me, you will take advantage of His Majesty, and you are lucky not to be killed by a palm.

...

The night markets have all closed down, and there are only lanterns hanging in front of the inns and restaurants on the street.

Yang Zihuo was bored and squatted on the corner of the street with a piece of grass in his mouth. When he saw Xie Jin's figure, he was overjoyed and said, "Second Master! You finally came out! If you don't go back, the master will probably break your legs again! During this time If it weren't for the wife and the son to mediate, the last time you went out was five or six days, and the master almost asked for family law again!"

Xie Jin was preoccupied, so he casually said 'hmm' when he heard the words

Yang Zihuo had no choice but to follow him, walking towards Tongque Street in silence, without speaking.

Could it be that the person behind the scenes is Jin An Wang Muxin?

But King Jin An knows that he is brave but not resourceful, his heart is not deep, and he is not good at calculating people's hearts.

wrong.

not him.

Then at this time, King Jin An jumped out, what happened?Coincidence or bait thrown by the man behind?

No photo in the building

Rong Yunhe tilted his head to listen to the servant's report, and the smile on his lips grew stronger: "Really? The host didn't notice it."

The boy said: "Lord, do we want to disclose this matter as a small reminder? It can also be used to save face."

Rong Yunhe waved his hand: "No need, even if this host wants to, he can't reveal it. If he publicly reveals his position, then I'm afraid that person will not show mercy to me."

Tage looked up in surprise, he knew this person's ability, who might be the one who made him say such words of voluntary disadvantage...?

"Yes, landlord."

The little servant expressed his understanding, and walked away, obediently standing aside.

After a while, Rong Yunhe lowered his head and took a sip of the wine in his hand, and wiped the wine stains on his lips with his hand, as if he was saying to himself, or to Tage:

"I just don't know, my son has helped you so much, how can you thank me?"

Because his eyes are staring straight at Tage on the opposite side

Tage's finger caressing the qin paused slightly

Rong Yunhe bent his lips: "Ge'er, what's the matter? Why didn't you play it?"

There was a look of worry on Tage's brows, and he said: "The landlord has never offended people easily, why did he treat that little prince special this time... Maybe that young master really has something to do with the landlord's old friend."

Rong Yunhe smiled: "Does Ge'er think that this host is lying to those people? This host really doesn't want to offend people easily, but some people don't need to maintain a relationship. It's not enough to have ambition without strategy. The right time and place for people He doesn't take the same as the same, this kind of gambling is sure to lose money, why should the owner of this site play with him?"

Tage frowned: "How did the landlord know?"

Rong Yunhe looked away and said: "Isn't this obvious at a glance, keep playing."

Tage knew that this was what he didn't want to say, so he could only focus on the lyre under his hand again.

In the world of prostitutes, day is night, and night is day.

Day and night are reversed, singing and dancing are peaceful.