The Beautiful Love of a Tyrant and a Villain [Transmigration Book]

Luo Wenge lightly clasped the small hand stove's hand and paused for a moment, not paying attention: "What?"

"Protector Han didn't explain the reason, but asked his subordinates to pass on the original words to the landlord, saying that the landlord would know what it meant after hearing it." Tan Yu said.

Luo Wenge really didn't think of anything when he first heard it, but after thinking about it later, he had some clues.

Han Zhi was reminding him that Xiao Yulan had other plans in cutting the feudal clan and conquering the northern border, so he should be more careful.

He promised to cooperate with Xiao Yulan because he saved his life, but he didn't mention it to anyone. In the eyes of Han Zhi and others, he was still an ambitious person who wanted to rebel.Han Zhi's words are the best reminder.

Luo Wenge held the small hand stove tightly, and made a decision at the same time.

"I see. Xie Wenxuan asked you to come and cooperate with me in arranging the safety of the vassal princes in Beijing, didn't you say anything else?" Luo Wenge asked.

Tan Yu pondered, raised her head and said uncertainly: "I also said that you must protect your lord."

He and Xie Wenxuan had no reason, how could the other party be kind enough to tell Tan Yu to protect him, could it be Xiao Yulan's special order?

Thinking of what happened in the Hall of Mental Cultivation this morning, he went back rationally to stop his emotional self-indulgence, so don't think too much, just take it as Xie Wenxuan's confession. After all, he is also the Shaoqing of Dali Temple and the reception envoy, so that the Imperial Forest Army More protection should be done.

"Then you follow me. I just happen to be going to the Ministry of Rites to discuss the arrangements for two days with a few adults." Luo Wenge said.

"Yes." Tan Yu opened the door and let him go first.

Luo Wenge led Tan Yu and several imperial guards to the Ministry of Rites.

It was about the vassal king entering Beijing to celebrate the emperor's wedding. Not only was the head of the Ministry of Rituals waiting, but the Ministry of Households who was in charge of paying the money had also sent someone over. The people in the Ministry of Rites said that the official of the Ministry of Households would not participate in any discussions and would only talk about When you open your mouth for money, you can think of it as a quiet bystander.

Luo Wenge looked at that person a few more times, but didn't speak.

Although he was ordered to be a reception envoy, he actually didn't have much right to speak, and his role was similar to that of the official from the household department.The two sat next to each other and listened to the people in the etiquette department to discuss. From the beginning to the end, the most talked about was that it was very good, like a beautiful and exquisite mascot.

When the process was finalized, the official from the Ministry of Household Affairs officially appeared on the stage, rejecting half of the process discussed by the Ministry of Etiquette for half an afternoon, from battles to expenses, it was useless.

After listening to a few words, Luo Wenge understood that the other party's words had only one purpose: keep things simple.

He understood, but the people in the Ministry of Rites were still hesitating.

Whether the national treasury has been full in recent years can only be known by the household department in charge.

The person in charge of the Ministry of Rituals asked uncertainly: "Master Miao, is this saving a little? If it is too shabby, I am afraid that some vassal kings will look down on us and secretly laugh at our majesty's poverty."

"Your Majesty's wedding is also simple. If they want to laugh at it, they must have done so long ago. There is no need to slap their face and make them fat for the sake of face that doesn't exist." Not big, but very budget-friendly.

Luo Wenge felt that Xiao Yulan must have instructed this little official to say this, if not, then it should be like what is said in many TV dramas, those who can enter the household department are all born misers, and they wish to have money Nothing out.

The people from the Ministry of Rituals couldn't do anything about this official who was so embarrassing: "Then let us do the math again?"

"My lords, please do your own thing." Master Miao said, "It's getting late, I'm leaving first, and I'll come back tomorrow."

Reminded by him, other people looked at the half-closed windows, perhaps the ground was covered with snow, and when it was dark, it was much brighter than usual, which made people forget the real time.

"That's why I won't keep you guys. Come early tomorrow and make adjustments when you're sure." The head of the Ministry of Rites said humanely, and then looked at Luo Wenge, "What do you think, Lord Luo?"

"It's all up to the adults to arrange." Luo Wenge said with a gentle smile.

It is the best support for him not to disagree, the head of the Ministry of Rites let everyone go away.

Luo Wenge walked out of the gate of the Ministry of Rituals, and saw that Mr. Miao was in the ice and snow, neither riding in a carriage nor a sedan chair, dressed thinly, with his hands in his sleeves, with his neck tucked in and walking quickly, worthy of the word frugal.

Tan Yu followed his line of sight to see the man, and asked curiously, "Your Excellency knows him?"

"I don't know you." Luo Wenge said, "You know me?"

Tan Yu's expression couldn't tell whether it was ridicule or shamelessness: "His name is Miao Jianghai, he is a member of the household department, and he is a well-known iron cock. His Majesty asked him to come over to supervise the expenses of the vassal king's entry into Beijing. There must be other arrangements."

It would be really strange to say that there is no arrangement.

Luo Wenge was not surprised: "I'm going back home, so you should go back too."

"Let the subordinates send you to the gate of the mansion." Tan Yu said respectfully.

Luo Wenge knew that this was his responsibility, so he didn't make things difficult for Tan Yu, and agreed that Tan Yu would go with him to Zhuque Street.

At the gate of Luo Mansion, Luo Wenge lifted the curtain of the car, and looked down at Tan Yu: "Can Chang Shi Tan feel relieved to go back to his life?"

"Yes, this subordinate will leave." Tan Yu saluted with fists clenched, and drove away under his gaze.

Luo Wenge got out of the carriage and returned home, and the first thing he said when he saw Luo Rong when he entered the yard was: "Is Luo An back?"

Luo Rong followed quickly: "Not yet. Is the young master looking for him?"

"When he comes back, tell him to find me in the study." Luo Wenge said.

"Yes." Luo Rong agreed. Seeing him walking towards the backyard, he raised his voice and said, "My lord, let's have dinner."

Luo Wenge's figure disappeared into the snow, and a voice came from afar: "Wait a minute."

Luo Rong stopped and summoned a servant: "Go to the kitchen and tell me that the dinner is warming on the stove, wait for my letter."

The boy nodded and walked quickly to the kitchen.

Seeing Luo Wenge entered the study, Luo Rong didn't want to disturb him, so he turned back to the front hall and waited for Luo An.

Luo Wenge wrote a letter in the study, opened the window, took the short whistle and blew twice, a white carrier pigeon flew over from a distance between the sky and the earth, it almost melted into the snow, and when it landed on the window sill, it was pitch-black and big Looking at Luo Wenge with dripping eyeballs, he nodded cooingly, as if recognizing his master.

Luo Wenge grabbed the pigeon, tied up the letterhead, and stroked the pigeon's head: "Go, success or failure depends on you."

After finishing speaking, he threw the pigeon into the gray sky, and his eyes couldn't help chasing after the free-flying figure.

"Master?" Luo An's voice came from outside the door.

Luo Wenge regained consciousness in time: "Come in."

"My lord, this is something you asked me to check." Luoan was sweating a little on his forehead, his breathing was a little short, and his lips were dry.

Luo Wenge looked at the letter: "Have a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

"Thank you son." Luo An put down the letter and turned to pour tea.

After reading the letter, Luo Wenge looked at Luo An: "The news is true?"

"The subordinates have checked many times, and there is absolutely no fraud." Luo An wiped the tea from his mouth.

Luo Wenge closed his eyes, his eyes fell on the first name on the letter, his eyes and eyebrows were a little cold, if it was true, then Xiao Yulan's arrangement really meant something else.

"Young Master, Miss Xu wants to see you." Luo An said, and handed over another letter, "This is a letter from Miss Xu to Young Master."

He took it, and the more he read it, the more he felt a headache. In the final analysis, Xu Jinyuan's letter was written about the girl Huaichun's longing for her lover.

Luo Wenge remembered that the villain in the original book didn't care about this. Not only did he have a private life with Shen Ruqing, but also made Xu Jinyuan willingly become a puppet, absolutely infatuated.

Now that he was thinking of leaving, he naturally would not care about these children's affairs, he threw the letter into the charcoal fire, and said coldly: "In the future, you don't need to pass this kind of letter in front of me, just take good care of her."

Luo An hesitated to speak, but didn't say anything: "Yes."

"Let's have dinner." Luo Wenge packed up his things and walked outside.

He still has to go to the palace after dinner, he didn't keep his promise last night, so he can't make fun of him tonight, even if the two broke up this morning, he still has to keep his promise and go back to face Xiao Yulan's cold face, The other party has a bad face, and he doesn't know how to put a hot face on a cold butt, who is not a tempered person anymore.

When he came out of the closet and saw Xiao Yulan sitting next to a table full of delicacies, he felt strange for a moment, what did he say?

The question he left troubled Xiao Yulan all day long, and there was no result until now.But Xiao Yulan didn't want to treat him coldly, and thought of what Xie Wenxuan said, this matter was her own fault, so it's okay to try to lower her head.

So Xiao Yulan, who had little experience in this field, racked her brains for a long time, followed what Xie Wenxuan said at the time, and prepared food and drinks to talk to people.

When the food and wine were on the table, the charcoal fire in the hall was ignited, and Xiao Yulan was also sitting at the table, uncomfortable and belatedly followed, making people very reluctant to let go.

This kind of discomfort reached its peak when seeing Luo Wenge's slightly surprised expression.Xiao Yulan thought: Did I get kicked in the head by a donkey?Why did he bow his head so easily and believed Xie Wenxuan's nonsense.

Now it's a bit embarrassing to want to turn your face and deny it, Xiao Yulan has never put herself in such an embarrassing situation, the only way to calm down is to turn the bracelet.

Luo Wenge didn't dare to say that he knew Xiao Yulan very well, at least he knew that the other party would be ruthless after rebirth.He originally came here alone in the cold room with someone in his arms, but unexpectedly met the room full of eagerness, he couldn't explain what he was feeling, and felt a little uncomfortable.

When two people who are not at ease meet each other, the atmosphere is naturally not much better.

Luo Wenge stood at the closet for a long time, his body was hot from the heat of the room. Thinking about taking off the fox fur, he realized that Xiao Yulan had never left his eyes. He hung up his clothes with a frown, turned around and looked over again. Seeing Xiao Yulan hastily turned her eyes away, and sneaked back after a while, her eyes were cautious.

Such an expression made Luo Wenge a little angry.

Seeing him standing still, Xiao Yulan repeated the words in her heart several times, but she couldn't say them out, and the bracelet moved faster and faster.

In the quiet room, only the sound of beads colliding could be heard, the sound was like gongs and drums hitting the hearts of the two.

"Where are you going?" Xiao Yulan asked anxiously when she saw his hand resting on the bead curtain and thought he was going to leave.

Luo Wenge withdrew his hand, walked to the table and sat down, took the jug and poured himself a glass of wine: "Your Majesty, would you like a glass?"

Xiao Yulan looked unnatural: "Wait a minute, I have something to say."