a little recession

Yang Fenglin went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs because the approval documents for the few people he brought in had come down and he needed to go over and sign.Originally, the internal affairs officer said that he didn't need to go there in person because he was injured, and it was the same for him to bring the documents.

Yang Fenglin was in a bad mood, he didn't want to stay in the room and wanted to go out for a walk.He hurt his back, not his legs.He got up and changed his clothes, took the star anise and went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The distance is not far, but this new place is different from Li Ran's original remote courtyard, surrounded by the residences of various princes, it is inevitable that you will run into some people you don't want to meet along the way.

Yang Fenglin was wearing a hat and holding an umbrella at the back of his head. He was ready to be ridiculed.But I don’t know if it’s luck along the way. I didn’t meet any bad people. I entered the Ministry of Internal Affairs smoothly and signed the signature. That emerald fan.

Yang Fenglin waved to Bajiao behind him. Bajiao took out a small cloth bag and handed it to the Minister of Internal Affairs. The minister took it with a smile, and took a look at the corner of the cloth. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

"It's thanks to your cooperation that things can go so smoothly. From now on, the meals and various expenses of His Highness Seventh Highness's place will not go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. It's just that the procurement will have to trouble the internal affairs officers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Yang Fenglin pretended to take a sip from the teacup, Chen Cha...

I'm out, and the procurement is still under your Ministry of Internal Affairs. Yang Fenglin's meaning couldn't be more obvious. Needless to say, how many tricks there are in the procurement.

Yang Fenglin was clearly sending money to the Ministry of Internal Affairs.The Minister of Internal Affairs laughed so much that the two lumps of flesh on his cheeks were shaking and he was about to throw off the oil. He hurriedly said that your tea was cold, and he went to change it for a new one. When he came back, it had already been replaced with a new tea.Yang Fenglin had a smile on his face, and in his heart he had already cut off all the fat on the old fox in front of him.

"I'm not a difficult person to speak, and I know you are also difficult to do. But the most fearful thing in this palace is to misread the wind direction. Some people seem to have a bright future now, but who knows what will happen in the future."

After Yang Fenglin finished speaking, he deliberately frowned and touched the injury on his back.The Minister of Internal Affairs shuddered, and his bent waist lowered by two points.

Who set the fire, and who made them delay fighting the fire.He knew what Yang Fenglin meant.

The Minister of Internal Affairs was a little guilty, and his fat body was covered with sweat, "Well, you are a sensible person, we all obey the orders of our superiors, what are we? , please don’t tell the CEO about this matter, I guarantee that from now on, we will turn a blind eye to His Highness the Seventh Highness, as long as you don’t go out of your way, we have the right to pretend that we didn’t see it.”

Yang Fenglin felt amused when he saw his dog-legged fear of death, "Thank you then, I'll go first, so I won't delay your work."

The Minister of Internal Affairs hurriedly took a step forward, trying to help Yang Fenglin, but Yang Fenglin leaned over to avoid it, opened his fan and stood up straight with the help of the star anise beside him.The Minister of Internal Affairs stretched out his greasy hand and smiled awkwardly, watching Yang Fenglin go out.

When the person walked away, he slashed at the door, what's the big deal, wouldn't there be two stinky coins.

Yang Fenglin leaned on Bajiao, holding a fan to cover the sun that was shining directly on his forehead.

"Master, the Minister of Internal Affairs really doesn't care about our yard anymore?"

Yang Fenglin rolled his eyes at him, "You can believe it, this old fox might be yelling at me behind the scenes, just yell at me, I, Yang Fenglin, am so poor that I only have money left, and they are so poor that all they have left is this vain name Well, a false name can fill your stomach? This young master is too lazy to care about it."

Bajiao laughed, stopped suddenly, and pointed forward, "Master, is that Missy?"

Yang Fenglin let out an ah, and looked in the direction pointed by the anise. Isn't it Wang Yuzhi? Why is his sister here?Who is the man pulling her around?Yang Fenglin pushed Bajiao away and took two steps forward, Zhao Yucheng!Just as he was about to walk over, he saw that there was an argument between the two of them. Zhao Yucheng pushed Wang Yuzhi to the ground with both hands.Yang Fenglin was okay when he saw it, and ran over quickly regardless of the injury on his back, Bajiao hurriedly shouted from behind, "Master, your injury, ouch!" He couldn't catch it even if he stretched out his hand.

Yang Fenglin couldn't hear Bajiao's call, ran over to pick up Zhao Yucheng's collar, waved his hand and punched Zhao Yucheng, who was stunned by Yang Fenglin who rushed over suddenly, staggered and fell to the ground.As soon as Wang Yuzhi saw his younger brother, he limped and stood up and took his arm, "Feng Lin, don't worry about it!"

Yang Fenglin looked down at Wang Yuzhi's sprained and swollen ankle, his face flushed with anger, "He hit you! Do you want me to leave it alone?"

Wang Yuzhi quickly pulled him closer and lowered his voice, "This is in the palace, just bear with it, I'm fine."

Yang Fenglin turned around and stared at Zhao Yucheng who had stood up and stared at him, "I can't bear it!" Breaking free from Wang Yuzhi's hand, he grabbed Zhao Yucheng's collar in two steps, waved his hand and punched him again. Taking precautions, he raised his hand to block it.

"Yang Fenglin, you are crazy! How dare you go crazy in the palace! She Wang Yuzhi married into my Zhao family, that is my Zhao family, do you care?"

Yang Fenglin was on fire. Normally, he was not someone who would catch fire at any time, but that was his sister. Wang Yuzhi, who had brought him with him since childhood, saw her sister being beaten in front of him. If he could bear it, he really didn't deserve to be called Wang Yuzhi. Sister.

Due to the back injury, Yang Fenglin's movements were not as flexible as usual, but he couldn't suffer a big loss against Zhao Yucheng. The shovel, which was taken away before it came, was thrown at Yang Fenglin.

Wang Yuzhi almost fainted from watching behind him, Fenglin's legs were half weak and he collapsed on the ground.When Yang Fenglin turned around, he didn't notice the shovel that Zhao Yucheng was swinging towards him. It was too late to recover, and he closed his eyes subconsciously. The pain he expected didn't hit, but he fell into a hug with a faint sandalwood fragrance. With a loud noise, Yang Fenglin suddenly opened his eyes, and met a pair of clear pale eyes, Li Ran?

Zhao Yucheng, who was holding a shovel aggressively in his hand, was stunned, and quickly threw away the murder weapon in his hand.He didn't want to hit Li Ran, who knows where the Seventh Prince ran out to protect Yang Fenglin.

Li Ran let go of the person in his arms and turned around, with a blank face, a gust of warm summer wind blowing, and a body covered in sandalwood.

"Who are you hitting?" The three words resounded across the floor.

Zhao Yucheng hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling all over, "I didn't mean it, I didn't know it was you, His Highness Seventh. If I knew you..."

Li Ran walked up to him, squatted on the bed, and there was a trace of anger in those eyes of desire and desire, "I shouldn't hit? Yang Fenglin should hit? Who is he? Do you dare to hit?"

Zhao Yucheng was dejected. Disrespect to members of the royal family would be punished. His hands on the ground shook violently because of fear, and sweat dripped from his forehead on the bluestone board.

A foot wearing an old cloth shoe stretched out and stepped on the back of his hand. A piercing pain hit Zhao Yucheng, and Zhao Yucheng could only bear it. The veins on the painful arm were all showing.

"Again, who is he?"

The cold voice sounded indifferent and alienated, but the strength under his feet was getting heavier and heavier.

Zhao Yucheng couldn't take it anymore, "Dear...the prince...is the prince...your highness...your highness..."

Li Ran moved his foot away, the back of Zhao Yucheng's hand was rubbed red with blood by the small stones on the sole of the shoe, and the fine sand and gravel embedded in the wound along with the flesh and blood was very scary.

Yang Fenglin helped Wang Yuzhi up, handed her over to Ba Jiao, and walked to Li Ran, "Are you all right? Where did you hit?"

Yang Fenglin spoke in a hurry, groping Li Ran's back with his hands, his face turned pale in a hurry.Li Ran took his hand and dodged for a while.

Yang Fenglin was taken aback, yes, Li Ran never liked people getting close.

There was too much movement at this end, which attracted Li Zheng, "Oh, what are you doing, you use this royal garden as a vegetable market, let me see which monkeys are playing monkey games here."

Seeing Li Zheng, Zhao Yucheng hurriedly covered his hands and stood behind him, his previous timid and cowardly appearance disappeared, and there was a stern look in Li Ran and Yang Fenglin's eyes.

When did this dog get on with Li Zheng? No wonder he has become so arrogant recently that even Wang Yuzhi dared to hit him.

With new and old hatred combined, Yang Fenglin almost broke his fingers. Just as he was about to attack him, Li Ran was one step ahead of him, "Disrespecting the royal family should be punished."

Li Zheng deliberately walked up to Li Ran, stood on tiptoe, raised his head, "Disrespect, who saw it?" After speaking, he looked around arrogantly, "You saw it?"

No one dared to speak out, Li Zheng laughed even more proudly, "Did you see it? No one saw it, Seventh Emperor Uncle, who are you going to punish?"

Wang Yuzhi regained his composure, limped behind Yang Fenglin and tugged at his sleeve, "Fenglin, forget it, don't make things big, don't involve His Highness Seven."

Yang Fenglin understood the meaning of Wang Yuzhi's words, that Li Ran was in a bad situation in the palace, and such things in the early stage would only bring him trouble.

Wang Yuzhi was already very grateful for Li Ran's blocking for Yang Fenglin just now, and he couldn't cause trouble for the two of them because of him.

Yang Fenglin looked at the back in front of him, he was tall, and he could see Li Zheng on the other side looking at the show with a smile or not when he tilted his head.

Li Ran has always been indifferent, and never cared about the things around him. He defended him a few times before, and this time he blocked him with a shovel. I don't know if the injury is serious or not.

Slightly approaching Li Ran, leaning his head on Li Ran's back and shoulders, there was a sound of pain, and everyone around heard it.Li Ran paused on his shoulders, and just as he was about to turn around, Yang Fenglin grabbed his sleeve, "Go back first."

After speaking, he crooked and fainted.

Li Ran turned around, supported the man, picked him up without saying a word, ignored Li Zheng behind him, and strode away with Yang Fenglin in his arms.

Staying away from the crowd, lowering your head, you can only see the person in your arms, eyes half-closed, without the slightest sign of joking.

"Wait, count slowly together with last time."

Li Ran put the man down and stood in front of him to shield him from the sun, "What do you want to do?"

Yang Fenglin held his breath in his heart, his breath was not smooth and his expression was not good, "Don't worry, I won't cause trouble for you, I have my own way."

There were some stains on Yang Fenglin's shirt, which were left when he scuffled with Zhao Yucheng. A person who was originally clean seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.

Just now, the fan that Yang Fenglin was carrying with him fell off, it must have been accidentally dropped during the scuffle with Zhao Yucheng, but Li Zheng stepped on it on purpose when he saw it, breaking the bone of the fan, and the beautiful fan fell into the dust Dilapidated, dilapidated and seemingly worthless.

Li Ran took out a neat handkerchief from the inner pocket of his coat and handed it to Yang Fenglin.

Yang Fenglin raised his head in surprise, but didn't dare to answer.

Li Ran turned his head slightly, the sun shone down on Yang Fenglin's face along his shoulders, Yang Fenglin squinted his eyes, and looked at Li Ran from bottom to top, the fine hair on his cheeks had a hint of halo, Yang Fenglin looked Stunned.

Li Ran looked at his dazed look, and suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his face with a handkerchief,

"If you want to do it, don't let him have a chance to stand up."

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I have something to do tomorrow, this chapter will make up for tomorrow.See you next week, sisters~