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Nan Xiang walked into Fengyaxuan's cabinet with his plum blossom qin in his arms. All the ladies and gentlemen along the way, no matter how famous they were, all saluted respectfully. Nan Xiang smiled and nodded slightly in return.

Walking to the door of Xuanzhu Langzhu's room, Nan Xiang tapped three times, and the master's gentle voice sounded inside: "Come in."

Pushing the door and entering, and closing the door with his hand back, Xuanzhu Langzhu hurriedly got up from the low couch to greet him: "My lord, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Well," Nan Xiang lightly and carefully placed the piano on the table, sat aside, picked up the tea that Lang Zhu had served, gracefully scraped the tea leaves with the quilt cover, and took a sip.

Lang Zhu stood aside, holding a booklet in his hand, handed it to Nan Xiang respectfully, and said, "My lord, this is the guest list for Pearl Day in January, please have a look."

On the Pearl Day, the sons of Fengyaxuan officially appeared on the listing board, just like the dusty pearls waiting to shine. On the Pearl Day, the sons appeared in front of the guests for the first time. With the poetry, songs, dances and music they have learned for many years The talent is recognized by the guests, and then the future worth is determined.

Nanxiang was different. He took the booklet in Langzhu's hand and read it carefully. Seeing that half of the famous dignitaries in the capital on the list had come, he sighed and threw it on the table.

"I'm really in a mess right now."

Lang Zhu also suppressed the smile on his lips, and sighed: "Prince, besides this chaotic place, where is our shelter? Snow Country has been destroyed for ten years, and Tang Country destroyed human nature. Tattooed on the body, demoted to slaves and still bullied by him, prince, we have worked so hard to break into the interior of the country of Tang, now it is time to try our best to survive."

Ten years ago, Zhou Cailang, a businessman from the Tang Kingdom, crossed the Tangjie Mountains and was about to collect cloth from the country. He was unlucky and caught up with a snowstorm. Snow, stepping into a peach garden,

There was a continuous snowstorm on the outside of Taoyuan, but inside it was peaceful and peaceful, warm as spring, the people of the country lived in peace and happiness, and did not engage in violence. The businessman was very surprised and lived in Taoyuan for half a month.

After returning to the country, the businessman begged to see the emperor with excitement, and said: "To the north of Tangjie Mountain, there is a small country surrounded by wind and snow. It calls itself Snow Country. The people of the country don't fight and live in abundance."

The emperor of Tang Kingdom immediately sent people to investigate, and he found Xue Guo.

With wealth but no power to protect it, the emperor of Tang Kingdom regarded it as a gold mine and dispatched a large army to plunder the Snow Country. The royal family of the Snow Country was slaughtered, and the rest of the people were tattooed and worked as slaves day and night.

Langzhu was 20 years old at the time and was a guard of the Xue Kingdom palace. He was alert and saw something bad, so he quickly and decisively killed a Tang soldier, put on his clothes, found the five-year-old prince, covered his mouth and hid under the table and wept. The old Nanxiang carried him in his arms. At that time, the soldiers who invaded the Snow Country were all burdens, and their pockets were bulging, so he was not conspicuous.

So, five-year-old Nanxiang came to Tangguo in Langzhu's arms.

For ten years, they hid secretly in Fengyaxuan, looking for opportunities, intending to take revenge and restore the country.Nan Xiang even did not hesitate to play the role of the son in the building with the dignity of a prince, and scouted among the dignitaries.

Nan Xiang's long and narrow phoenix eyes looked coldly at the roster lying quietly on the table, and said indifferently: "The Thieves Pearl Day will also come that week, don't forget to give him a big gift."

"Of course," Langzhu showed a cold smile, "a mere merchant, the Chinese entertained him kindly, but then sold our country to the emperor in exchange for wealth and honor. We can't let him die too cheaply."

Nan Xiang nodded and murmured: "The third prince is ambitious, but he still has time to compete with the prince."

"Do you want our people to help secretly?"

"Just shoot at the critical moment, he is an easy-to-use knife." Nan Xiang smiled.

The third prince of Tang State is the prince born to the old emperor's favorite Concubine Cao, but he is only a little clever. He circles around the old emperor all day long, acting like a baby and obsessing over him.The prince is just the opposite. His mother is a queen, but unfortunately she is dead, so she can't plan for him. His grandfather's family is indeed the famous Tang Guogong's mansion, and he is in charge of an army of [-] at the frontier. Well, it stands to reason that the prince's position is very stable, but he is lustful.

Lustful enough to have more than 30 concubines in the harem without marrying a wife.

However, I have never heard that he is a manly man, otherwise it would be difficult to handle.

Langzhu secretly thought that his prince was born to be good-looking, and he was doing business in the building, so it was hard to guarantee that he would not be taken advantage of.

Nan Xiang took a quick glance and knew what was going on in his family's mind, his face turned dark, and the teacup in his hand exploded, Langzhu was startled,

He said with a sinister smile, "Langzhu, you've been very free recently."

"Ha, haha, what did the prince say? Why doesn't the entire Feng Ya Xuan need the subordinates to worry about it?"

"Oh," the tone of the voice was raised, "when I came, someone bumped into me."

"What?!" Langzhu said urgently, "Are you injured? Which one is fatal!"

Nan Xiang waved his hands calmly: "It's just a boy in the building, robbing a boy who sings an opera, it's just my luck to meet me."

"I was negligent about the little people in this building, Prince, and my subordinates promise that similar things will never happen again."

Langzhu bowed his head in shame.As the owner of Fengyaxuan, he should have protected the prince's shelter, but let Xiaoxiao disturb the prince, it is really a sin.

Nan Xiang stood up, pressed on Langzhu's shoulder, and said sincerely: "You have done a good job, everything will never be perfect, you are not a god, so relax."

He lowered his head and caressed the red sandalwood guqin carved with exquisite plum blossoms on the table, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Come here today, I have one more thing to do, put it away."

"Prince?" Isn't this the plum blossom qin that grew up with you, why did you let it go today?

"It's not suitable for what I'm going to do. Treat me..." But Nan Xiang couldn't continue. Who can tell what will happen in the future?If he can achieve great things, he will bring it back to his hometown in honor, if not, it will be a handful of ashes and die with the wind.

Langzhu is awe-inspiring, and on the Pearl Day after January, the prince will officially enter people's field of vision, disturbing the situation and disrupting the world. Whether it is good or bad, they will not be able to grasp it.

Sighing, Langzhu stepped forward to take the plum blossom qin, and said, "Prince, my subordinates will put it in the secret room on the second floor, don't worry. In the future, be careful, the subordinates will not be able to protect it completely."

Nan Xiang smiled, as bright as the clouds cleared after the heavy rain, "Langzhu, even if the situation changes, what can I do?"

Lang Zhu was stunned, yes, the prince has been extremely smart since he was a child, and his martial arts skills have reached the pinnacle. He used to hide his real self with a smile, which confused him too. Prince, how could he be as weak as he showed.

"That's good, subordinate, don't worry too much."

Nan Xiang patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.

In the misty night, leaving Fengyaxuan's luxury and luxury behind him, Nan Xiang walked slowly along the dim riverside path, enjoying the cool breeze, and the blown willow branches gently caressed his cheeks.

Then he stopped,

Beside the dark road, a small black figure stood up, his face was colorful as if he had opened a dyeing workshop, but Nan Xiang was not afraid, wasn't this the kid he saved just now?

"It's you," Nan Xiang smiled faintly, "Why don't you leave?"

Under his gaze, Zheng Xiao blushed and was speechless for a while.

Nan Xiang tilted his head and looked at him boredly. He was wearing a dusty cyan robe with two openings at the collar torn off, revealing his delicate collarbone. He was trembling slightly, as if he was very cold.

Look at my clothes, there is only one robe, if I give it to him, I will be naked, so let's go.

As soon as he raised his footsteps, the child suddenly rushed up and knelt at his feet,

Restraining the kick, Nan Xiang's mouth twitched slightly, and said helplessly, "What do you want to do?"

"I, I want to follow you, Young Master!" Zheng Xiao closed his eyes, knocked down suddenly, and shouted desperately: "Please let me be your servant!"

Nan Xiang opened his eyes slightly, then he laughed,

"You are very interesting, kid."

Zheng Xiao didn't dare to open his eyes, and waited tensely for his answer.

After a long time, trying to break open a gap, Zheng Xiao got up with his eyes wide open, looked around, and there was no shadow of that person in front of him, but he left without even hearing his footsteps.

Zheng Xiao sat on the ground blankly, clutching his shoulders in a depressed mood. Sure enough, it was his wishful thinking. How could Mr. Nanxiang be willing to accept a weak man as a servant?

He squeezed the corner of his clothes tightly, deeply regretting playing the weak in order to get close to Mr. Nanxiang.

Tears burst from the corners of his eyes, Zheng Xiao recalled over and over again what Young Master Nanxiang had said to him,

What a gentle person he is, I like him, I like him so much, my heart hurts if I like him.

The next day, Zheng Xiao went out to sing an opera with the pavilion owner Cai Sheng. This time it was Xu Dakai, the magistrate of Tongzhou who had just returned to Beijing to report on his work. He had just moved to a new house in Beijing to celebrate his housewarming.

Zheng Xiao sat in the rickety carriage, listening to the people in the troupe chatting.

"This prefect Xu bought a big mansion in the east of the city. It seems that he has made a lot of money after being the prefect for three years." On the stage, the righteous words were strict and the voice was loud, but now he squinted his eyes, his voice was like a mosquito, and he looked like a buffoon.

"You don't know, this Tongzhou was originally a place where birds don't shit. Then guess what, next to him is the newly discovered Snow Country. Our emperor is very shameless. Seeing that he is rich, he sent troops to snatch it up. The magistrate of Tongzhou has deducted a little from this in the past few years, but it is not enough for him for a lifetime." This is a buffoon in the regiment, with a pair of eyes that move nimbly, and he is very clever at first glance.

After speaking, he was slapped,

"Keep your voice down! It's shameless to dare to scold the old man of the emperor. If someone overhears you, I'll see if you want to lose your head."

This is the real character in the troupe, Little Pan An. He looks good and can sing well in plays. He usually plays Xiaosheng (commonly known as the male lead). Also obey him.

The clown man pursed his lips, and remained silent honestly.

Zheng Xiao thought to himself, "This Snow Country is really unlucky. He lives his own life honestly. How can he expect disasters. If he is from Snow Country, he must hate the old emperor to death."

Soon, the carriage arrived at the mansion of prefect Xu.

On the stage, because "Havoc in Heaven" is a festive and lively play, it was no accident that it was ordered. Zheng Xiao's little monkey jumped up and down on the stage, and glanced around the guests watching the play from time to time.

The fat man in sapphire blue silk in the middle is the magistrate Xu. He wears a gemstone ring the size of a cat's eye and holds a sapphire chimney in his hand. He has to take a sip from time to time.

The guests around were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, exuding a sense of pampered comfort. Zheng Xiao had a good memory, and remembered the faces after a quick glance, then lost his curiosity and concentrated on turning somersaults.

Regardless of whether this prefect Xu is greedy or not, he is indeed rich, and the fees for the troupe are also generous. Zheng Xiao got three taels of silver.

It was late at night when we returned to Fengyaxuan, Zheng Xiao was very hungry, just in time for the bell to ring, so he went to eat with Daliu.

After eating two bowls of rice vigorously, Zheng Xiao returned to his hut when he was full.

The first thing you do when you enter the door is to open the window and look out of the window without much hope. Who knows, you will see the person you are thinking about.

Zheng Xiaoxi was so happy that his eyes lit up. He sat on the small stool beside the bed, crossed his hands, lay on the window sill, rested his chin on his arms, and stared at Nan Xiang intently.

It was dark, what was he doing in the garden?In the past, he never came out.

After watching for a while, Zheng Xiao realized that he was actually drinking.

The young masters of Fengyaxuan all know how to drink, if the accompanying guests don't know how to drink, they will be poured down two or three times, and then they will be unlucky enough to be taken advantage of.

Will Mr. Nanxiang do the same?

Zheng Xiao grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly, thinking that Nan Xiang would be touched by someone other than him, he really wanted to kill someone.

Staring at that person obsessively, Mr. Nanxiang was still drinking until the moon was in the middle of the sky, and several empty jars were piled up under his feet.

Young Master Nanxiang does not have a servant. It is said that the young master himself declined, and he was not used to being served by others, so Zheng Xiao asked the young master to be his servant that day, because the only place beside the young master was vacant.

It is clear that other young masters wish that there could be as many servants as possible, but he is the only one who is different.

Zheng Xiao thought sweetly.

It was late at night, and Nan Xiang was finally overwhelmed with alcohol, so he collapsed on the stone table in the gazebo.

The dew was heavy at night, and Zheng Xiao was worried that he would catch cold, but Mr. Nanxiang had no one to wait on him, and no one reminded him to go back to sleep in the house.

Zheng Xiao spun around in a hurry, with a cruel heart, wrapped up his newest winter coat, found a rope, slid down the window, and approached Mr. Nanxiang on tiptoe.

As it got closer, the heart beat faster and faster.

Zheng Xiao blushed and put on Nan Xiang's winter clothes, sat on the stone bench next to him, lay down on the stone table and looked at him face to face for a long time.

His breath smelled faintly of alcohol, but Zheng Xiao didn't dislike it, wishing he could get closer to him.

Describing his face in detail, Zheng Xiao blushed, staring straight at Nan Xiang's lips.

His lips are pink, I don't know what it is like, maybe, he can feel it gently.

Then, his lips touched Nan Xiang's.

Soft, hot, licked, sweet, with the smell of wine.

Zheng Xiao's face turned even redder, he raised his head with great perseverance, gasped for a few breaths, and was stunned for a while, then lay down again and looked at him greedily.

It's been a long time, and the sky has become colder. Worried that Nanxiang will catch a cold, Zheng Xiao shook him gently,

"Young Master, Young Master, go back to sleep."

Nan Xiang seemed to be really drunk, without the slightest sign of waking up, Zheng Xiao became bolder.

His strength was not weak, he helped Nan Xiang up and carried him on his back, his hands felt the young master's flexible thighs, he couldn't hold back, and quietly slid towards the place with the most flesh.

Zheng Xiao's neck was red with excitement.

Before I could feel more, the bedroom arrived, and carefully placed Nan Xiang on the bed, carefully tucked in the quilt for him, sat on the bed and stared at it for a long time,

It was almost dawn, Zheng Xiao came back to his senses, took his winter clothes, and walked out of the house. In the end, he couldn't hold back, and turned back to steal some incense, and then left contentedly.

Inside the room, Nan Xiang stretched out his hand from the quilt, and slowly stroked his lips, and after a while, he chuckled, "Little thing."