Pick up a prince, eat it and wipe it up

The county magistrate opened his eyes for a moment, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was very satisfied with the other party's knowledge.

The master closed his eyes, raised his hand to open the ledger, and the content inside was unexpectedly not a ledger, but just a simple book of words.

The master looked at the acquaintance of a young lady and a poor boy with a wooden face, but the cold sweat on his forehead became more and more profuse.

The magistrate has opened his eyes at this time, and there is a little smile in his eyes: "Zhizhang thinks that I am the master,"

"Master, Zhizhang doesn't have this kind of thought. Zhizhang's heart for Master is like the sun and the moon."

The master lowered his head and waited respectfully, but the words in his hand were tightly squeezed.This temptation, this temptation...

The master lowered his face, closed his eyes fiercely, and opened them again, the master was still the same master, the plain and loyal master.

"It's not that Chen can't trust Master, it's just that Master also knows how much Chen values ​​his family members. Because of your wife, I can't say, and I can't help but watch your wife sad."

"Master, I don't know where Mr. Chen is."

The magistrate of the county waved his hand: "Since it was caused by him, the death of Mu Xingzhou has nothing to do with us. Even if something happened, the people in the capital can keep us safe and sound. If we die in front of the Holy One, we, young and old, might be promoted."

The master doesn't care if he gets promoted or not, his life is in his own hands, and safety at home is what he always pursues.The reason why he was the hero behind the scenes by the county magistrate's side was just because he didn't want to be too involved in it. At that time, there would be no benefits, but his family would be involved.

It's just that sometimes you really can't help yourself, and everything is not what you want.Even if the magistrate of the county doesn't try this out, I'm afraid he won't be able to wait for many days.

He is the only one who knows much about the county magistrate, so it is impossible to let them go safely and soundly.The mouths of the living are never as reliable as the mouths of the dead, let alone the magistrate, even he himself knows this very well.

Here, the county magistrate and the master were only briefly involved in Mu Xingzhou of the Danning mansion in the study, and then talked about other things, while the guards here quickly returned to the Yulai Inn.

The dark guard didn't report back to Wuyou first, but went to Emperor Yongkang's house first.

Emperor Yongkang didn't care who was missing in the room.Wearing a silver-white shirt on her body, she is a little more gentle than when she was wearing a dragon robe in the past, and she is not as glamorous as when she was in the palace. General difficulty breathing.

The Holy Majesty is not young anymore, but he is well maintained, ten years younger than ordinary people of the same age.

The dark guard knelt quietly in the room, and the Holy Master was holding a brush in his hand to trace carefully on the rice paper. From the direction of the dark guard, he could vaguely see a small corner. It was just a few simple pens and inks, but it was the figure's clothes. The dark lines on the son are all drawn.

The dark guard silently lowered his eyes, but his heart was beating violently.

The Holy Majesty has never been able to draw characters, but now on the scroll, the characters are painted.

Emperor Yongkang didn't think about it, but there was no pause in his writing.

A young man with a delicate face is quietly lying on a soft bed, surrounded by flowers blooming around the young man, obviously sleeping late in the imperial garden secretly, but this picture makes people feel very at ease.

With a smile in his eyes, Emperor Yongkang slowly put away his pen, and only then did he look up at the hidden guard.

The dark guard whispered the news he had heard in the county office.Emperor Yongkang hummed, waved his hand to make the hidden guard retreat, looked at the rice paper in his hand and sneered, "Zhen Wuyou is very smart."

Touching the face of the person in the painting with his fingers, Emperor Yongkang's eyes flickered a little, and he took his hand away. "Dai Quan'er,"

"Yes, master."

"Put the painting away."

Dai Quan'er squeezed her sleeves, and carefully put away the picture scroll that was not completely dry, her face didn't show any expression because she saw the person in the picture.

"Worriless, but he woke up? If he wakes up, let him go downstairs. After all, he has traveled all the way here, and he hasn't had a good meal yet. It's impossible to be so hungry."

Dai Quan'er nodded in agreement, and after leaving the room, stood at the door before sighing cautiously.In the entire palace, or even in the entire imperial city, who has this blessing that the Holy Majesty misses so much, except for the little prince, maybe even the queen mother can't enjoy it.

When Dai Quan'er thought of the concubines fighting like black-eyed chickens in the imperial city and those princes and princesses, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic.

However, this sympathy is only for a moment, and the moment he lifts his foot, that trace of sympathy is also wiped out.He knew very well who was his master.

Dai Quan'er carefully put away the scroll in her room to dry, turned around and left her room, and then carefully went to Wuyou's room.

'dong dong'

Dai Quan'er carefully knocked on the door of Wuyou's room, "Come in." A somewhat hoarse voice came out from the door, Dai Quan'er shook the goosebumps that suddenly appeared on her body, and turned her head Glancing at the guards standing not far away, he snorted softly before turning around and entering the room. After entering the room, he turned around and closed the door of the room behind him tightly.

In fact, when Dai Quan'er knocked on the door of Wuyou's room, the princes in other rooms had already woken up, gathered in twos and threes to sit and drink tea in their respective rooms.There was no other movement in the room. Naturally, they could hear the sound outside the door very clearly.

They looked at each other with a bit of clarity in their eyes, letting everyone know that it must be the one who made Dai Quan'er and Eunuch Dai act so cautiously.

Now that everyone is up, they can go downstairs.

Downstairs, Meng Haoping sat at the table near the door early, and put a pot of tea by his hand.The young masters who came downstairs saw Meng Haoping froze for a moment, this young prince of Zhenbei Prince's Mansion actually came to guard the gate for everyone?

It's not surprising that they feel that way, the seat where Meng Haoping is sitting is really a bit of a thing, who doesn't know that tables are usually not placed at this door, one is in the way, when guests come in, you always It's not good to let the guests go around the table and go inside.What's more, the table at the door, isn't it a Maitai person? Who would like to sit in this position? After all, everyone knows a word called, watchdog, isn't this a Maitai person.