treacherous beauty

Hua Yu still had the dead virtue, and smiled gently: "I still say the same thing, don't worry, life is what matters."

Seeing an invisible cunning flash in his eyes, Xue Yong felt a little dazed in his heart, and said with a smile, "It's up to you."

After entering the room, Xue Yong saw that the inside was really dilapidated, there was nothing there, and he was extremely poor. He frowned: "I said Mr. Hua, can you get me a table, this house is empty, I don't know." Habit."

Hua Yu scanned the room absently, and finally pointed to a corner: "It doesn't count, at least there is a chamber pot."

"..." Xue Yongpin was about to vomit blood, so Hua Yu pulled him and said, "I should send something soon, no hurry, no hurry."

***

Royal study.

A group of veterans were dizzy from the emperor's anger, took out ointment and rubbed the medicine on the temples, stuffed the heart-saving pills into the mouth, and the strong ones were spitting and still trying to persuade the emperor Change your mind...

"Your Majesty, you should choose the draft." Minister of Rites Linghu said tremblingly.

Anyway, I can guarantee that the prince's mother is a human being in the future.

"Yes, Your Majesty, you should choose one of the children of the aristocratic family to be the queen." Lu Jun, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, followed suit.

Being led by these two adults, there was a lot of voices crying and begging Jian Chengcong to stand up. Anyway, there is a new Chen Zhaoyi in the palace, so you can grab a few more while it's hot. It's not a loss, Your Majesty .

The quarrel was in full swing, and Cao Xi yelled muffled outside: "Your Majesty, Jingfu, something happened to Jingfu."

All the officials were a little dazed at this moment, all eyes turned to the emperor, and Jian Chengcong turned his expression back, cleared his throat and asked, "Come forward and answer, what's wrong with Jingfu?"

"It was smashed by someone." Cao Xi said.

When Xue Yong told him just now, he was half-believing, but the matter was of great importance. He was worried that Jing Zhen would be hunted down again, so he hurriedly withdrew the Habayashi guards, and sent people to investigate in a hurry. Sure enough—Jingfu It's hard to find a piece of good tile that has been smashed, it's too miserable.

"Ah—" There was horror.

I don't know whether Jing Zhen is digging someone's ancestral grave or sleeping with his concubine, and he has such deep hatred.

Jian Chengcong stood up with a flick of his sleeves: "Where is Jing Yunming?"

Cao Xi: "Master Jing's Fuxi Sword was... picked up by someone, and Mr. Jing is nowhere to be found."

Hearing this, Jian Chengcong's heart twisted, and he asked Jing Zhaoyin Shiyuan calmly, "Who are these people running around in Beijing? Check it out."

Shi Yuan was from Chen Ying, and he knew in his heart that the Chen family thought Jing Zhen was an eyesore, and they were secretly mobilizing killers to trouble Jing Zhen. When the emperor asked him this question, he couldn't answer for a moment: "I have failed in my duty, I am guilty."

I complained in my heart, these sons of bitch killers, let it go if they can't get things done, what's the point of smashing the house.

It's stupid for the sneaky business to be so vigorous.

Jian Chengcong sat back on the dragon chair indifferently. The sun outside the hall was slanting to the west, and the sky was covered with rosy clouds. He suddenly took off the crown, and half of his gorgeous hair suddenly fell into the eyes of the ministers: "If I order a draft, don't I want Yeye Furong?" In the tent, Huafa against the confidante? That's all."

He waved his hand: "I have passed my forty years, and I don't think about that romantic thing anymore."

As for the matter of finding a son, he no longer emphasized it.

The adults understood now that the emperor called them here this time not for a result, but to give them a psychological buffer.

Maybe that day, the emperor suddenly announced in the court hall that his little white dragon son had been found, that was also possible.

Yes, to put it bluntly, it's just a foreshadowing.

What do you say about Huafa's love for women? This is how they live when they are 60-year-old prime ministers who are still the bridegroom from time to time.

Nonsense.

Chen Ying's face was also a little ugly.

But then I heard Jian Chengcong say: "Don't worry, dear friends, I will never let Jian's dragon veins be broken in my hands."

The words are precise.

Ministers: ...

The emperor is so sure, which dragon son has already been locked up?

But they are not so stupid, their brains turned quickly and they suddenly remembered that their puppet emperor, His Royal Highness Prince Yin before he ascended the throne, is said to be a flirtatious young man, who is not shy about men and women and is quite generous...

Guaranteed that someone's pretty concubine ran to Prince Yin's mansion in the middle of the night and cast a look of "wanting to borrow a seed from the world", and His Royal Highness made a "thank you God" expression, and this good thing will be done.

So, who will this dragon son be?

Everyone's face was calm, but there was already a stormy sea in their hearts.

Coming out of the imperial study, Chen Ying pulled Wei Xianzhi and said, "Duke Zhen, what do you think about this matter?"

Wei Xianzhi: "Prime Minister, have you and I been kept in the dark for so many years?"

I still underestimate Jian Chengcong's child.

Seeing that there were too many people following behind, Chen Ying hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Mr. Zhen Guo, how about we go to Qingfeng Building for a cup of tea?"

The Chen and Wei families could no longer fight.

Wei Xianzhi sighed, and said apologetically as he walked quickly: "Another day, another day."

Chen Ying was taken aback for a moment, and ran away without daring to say more.

Upon seeing this, Minister of the Ministry of Industry reminded in a low voice: "The eldest son of the Wei family has returned to Beijing, Mrs. Wei is not in a good mood, and has been arguing with him all day long."

Chen Ying laughed, stopped laughing halfway, and teased: "Mrs. Wei is really amazing."

There are some fights in Weifu.

***

Wei Xuanjue glared fiercely at the disdainful younger brother in front of him, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Fourth brother, you called Hua Yu to the capital just because of that kid from the Xiao family?"

If there is any problem with the garrison at Yinhuguan, it is their Wei family's. Wei Xuanlang may not be there, but it would be ridiculous to call the military division back and let a Murong Ting take care of it.

Wei Xuanlang casually put down the scroll in his hand, glanced at him and said: "The favor owed for 15 years, it's time to pay it back."

He wasn't telling the truth.

Hua Yu's entry to Beijing has nothing to do with Xue Yong, it was his mother who was worried about Wei Xianzhi's change of heart and arranged for him in advance.

However, unless there is no way out, he will not let Hua Yu participate in the affairs between their brothers.

He doesn't know what Wei Xianzhi thinks, but Wei Xuanlang has always believed that the position of the eldest son of the Wei Mansion should belong to the elder brother Wei Xuanjue, and he has no intention of fighting for it.

Wei Xuanjue patted him on the back, and after a long moment of silence, he sighed softly: "You are always like this, fourth child. You were born in such a family, and you obviously don't need anything, but you still can't stand the slightest bit of treatment from others. Well, Xiao Yan, you have to remember it for the rest of your life."

Wei Xuanlang moved his eyes away, put his chin on his hand and pondered: Maybe, in the long years, at some point, Xiao Yan became his obsession.

"Let's not talk about it. By the way, brother, the border is still safe when you enter Beijing this time?"

He has been unable to sleep peacefully for the past few days, for fear that there will be trouble at the border.

The expression on Wei Xuanjue's face changed slightly: "The throne in the country is in constant turmoil. At this time, there should be no time to fight. However, we can't take it lightly."

As he spoke, he took out a military talisman from his sleeve and put it in Wei Xuanlang's hand: "Your things, return them to you."

Hidden Huguan's troop dispatching talisman.

The pitch-black black iron token shone with a cold light. On the front of the exquisitely forged token, a goshawk looked proudly into the distance, as if about to spread its wings and soar into the sky.

Wei Xuanlang accepted it unhurriedly: "Brother, can you give me some... money?"

"Are you short of money?" Wei Xuanjue was stunned: "I heard that you renovated General Jing'an's mansion and took up all the springs of His Majesty?"

The eldest brother still has to restrain the younger brother, and the children of the Wei family rarely do such rampant things.

"The military salary of Yinhuguan was deducted by the household department for two months." Wei Xuanlang said, "I added some horses, and they came and went, and they emptied me."

Wei Xuanjue suddenly smiled: "Fourth brother, you have already opened your mouth, and the eldest brother can't ignore it. Come over later, I will give you 40 taels to help you in an emergency, how about it?"

"Thank you, brother." Wei Xuanlang gave a rare smile, his dark eyes were particularly radiant, and Wei Xuanjue who looked at him was also startled, and suddenly stared at him for a long time.

In the past few days, someone in Beijing has been whispering in his ear that the fourth son of the Wei family has developed a habit of cutting off his sleeves as soon as he returned to Beijing.

His heart sank, he moved his lips and said: "Go back to your room to rest earlier, you will get married in a few days, and you must be tired."

Who is not frivolous when young, just marry and have children.

***

The noisy summer night finally subsided, and the mansion was completely clean, except for the occasional sound of clappers, which echoed on the long street far away, like the sound of emotion.

Looking at the banknote in his hand, Wei Xuanlang's eyes gradually showed a hint of ridicule: "Murong Ye, you go there yourself, and bring the banknote back to Yinhuguan."

The deserted moonlight stretched his shadow very long, Murong Ye was taking a nap, when he raised his head in a jerk: "Young Master, what did you say?"

Does this mean to let him go out of Beijing?

"Go there, don't need to come back for now." Wei Xuanlang looked at his own shadow on the ground, with no expression in his eyes, and said lightly: "Tell Murong Ting, if there is any way to get rich, don't worry about it too much, just use it. .”

Murong Ye's brain reacted slowly: "What did you say, young master?"

Wei Xuanlang: "You just need to bring my words to him."

Speaking of which, it was his fault. When Hua Yu and Murong Ting first arrived at Yinhu Pass a few years ago, they both thought of various ways to raise money and tried to persuade him to build a small treasury at the border, but they were reprimanded by him for being dishonest. , Regret really want to give myself a sword.

What is the imperial court and what is Jian Chengcong? In the end, they didn't even ask about their brothers' life and death.

Murong Ye collected the banknote and was about to leave, when he suddenly turned around, his nose was sore: "My lord, if this subordinate leaves, you can let Master Hua accompany you, don't do everything by yourself, this subordinate will feel heartbroken just thinking about it."

Wei Xuanlang thought he was wordy, so he stretched out his foot and stepped on Murong Ye, and he cried out in pain, and immediately the soles of his feet were slick with oil.

"Young master, this subordinate is kind..."

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