Raiders Xiaofulang

That's what my father said. "

Yu Fengting agreed, and at this moment, the butler came to report that a guest had arrived ahead, and invited them to go.

In this way, the old prince Zhao got up, accompanied by Yu Fengting, and went to meet the guests.

Let's talk about this side of Pomegranate Street, Cen Yuezhi wrapped up the sugar, Song Jing and Song Zhi also had time to spare, so they closed the shop early, Song Zhi went to get some wine, and the two chatted in the room.

While pouring wine for Song Zhi, Song Jing said, "I went out to buy wine just now, and a carrier pigeon came home, so I just took it."

Song Zhi heard the words and asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Jing poured the wine, and replied, "It's something to do, but it doesn't have much to do with us, just to tell us."

Hearing this, Song Zhi stretched out his hand to support his head, and asked, "Oh, what's the matter?"

Song Jing raised his eyes and said, "King Ji is secretly amassing troops in Fengtou Mountain, and if his superiors find out, there may be another disaster."

After Song Zhi heard this, he sighed lazily, "These royal families have no one to live in peace every day," he asked again, "What else did you say in the letter?"

Song Jing shook his head, "No more, this is it."

Song Zhi thought for a while, and said, "Does the family mean that we should send a message to the other side?"

Song Jing said, "There is no such meaning in the letter, but whether the over there knows about it or not, we have to say something."

"Ah, how annoying!" Song Zhi sighed, holding his head, "Then I'll go and deliver a message to the other side tonight, what he plans is up to him," he said, and took a sip of the wine .

Seeing Song Jing, he said, "Drink slowly, don't choke."

Song Zhi put down the empty cup and said with a smile, "When will I choke, give me another cup," he added, "You don't have to accompany me tonight, I'm alone, go back quickly."

Song Jing nodded and replied, "Yes."

Song Zhi heard this, and suddenly frowned again, and said, "What is yes, yes, how many times have I taught you, you can no longer answer my yes, yes, obey, these words."

Song Jing laughed lightly and asked, "Then what should I do?"

Song Zhi raised his eyebrows and said, "You have to do it, and the words make it look like we are more equal."

Song Jing smiled and said, "OK."

Song Zhi smiled when he heard it, but seemed to remember something, and asked, "You can say in the letter, did you report the letter to King Ji?"

Song Jing shook his head, "I didn't mention it."

"Didn't you mention this?" Song Zhi said, "I have the letter, but it's still there, show it to me."

After hearing this, Song Jing took out a small piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Song Zhi.

Song Zhi took it, opened it, and took a picture of it on the table, cursing, "I knew it was written by that woman! Let her pass on a message, and I didn't say anything!"

Song Jing pursed his lips when he heard the words, and said, "Shang Li should have been sent to report the letter to King Ji, otherwise, why didn't Shang Li write this letter?"

Song Zhi felt that the words made sense, so he lost his anger a little, and said, "Well, that should be the case," he said with a smile, and said, "Ayin, you are smart."

Song Jing smiled when he heard the words, raised his hand to pour wine for Song Zhi, and said, "I have already replied to the letter to my family, don't worry, you can just pass on the news, it doesn't really matter whether the family sent a letter to King Ji."

Song Zhi laughed, "Okay, I can save it," he said, and drank the wine again.

Seeing Song Jing, he said, "Don't get drunk later, it's hard to do things, or I'll take care of you."

Song Zhi waved his hand and said with a smile, "No need, there is a banquet over there, and it will take a while. I'll wait until the banquet is over, and I'll go there in the middle of the night."

When Song Jing heard this, he nodded and said, "Okay," he continued, "It's just that although you are good at lightness kung fu, you have to be careful not to disturb others."

Song Zhi said with a smile, "I will be extremely cautious this time, so don't worry about it."

Qijingzhong

The sky was about to get bright, and the bed curtain woven with golden thread was opened. Kui Di yawned lazily, and got up from the dragon couch. The concubine on the bed behind him also got up, and dressed Kui Di.

After Kuidi's clothes were finished and the emperor's crown drooped, the concubine brought another bowl of soup and said, "Your Majesty, have something to drink, so that the court will not be hungry."

Upon hearing the words, Emperor Kui said, "Hmph, seeing those courtiers, I don't feel hungry at all, I'm full."

After hearing this, the concubine said softly, "Your Majesty, be careful not to get angry."

After hearing this, Emperor Kui raised his hand to take the soup bowl, drank it, and said to his concubine, "Go and rest."

The concubine agreed and withdrew.

After Emperor Kui had finished drinking the soup, he asked the eunuch beside him, "Who asks for leave today?"

The eunuch then replied, "Reporting to Your Majesty, it is the old prince."

Before the eunuch could say anything, Emperor Kui raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with Uncle Wang?"

The eunuch replied cautiously, "The old prince sent someone to say that the birthday banquet last night was late, and this morning I have a headache, please forgive me."

After hearing this, Emperor Kui lowered his raised eyebrows and replied, "Well, old uncle Wang is getting old." He paused for a while, and then said, "Send some of those tonics in the palace to the palace. "

The eunuch replied, "Yes, the slave obeys."

Kuidi asked again, "Has the edict drafted by the widow last night been transcribed?"

The eunuch replied, "It has been transcribed."

Kuidi nodded, paused and said suddenly, "Forget it, I won't go to court today, so you go and read the will for the widow," and then said, "Also, don't forget to give the will to me as well." The prince's mansion sent a copy to the past."

After hearing this, the eunuch responded, "Yes, the slave will do it now."

In the Marquis of Pingming's mansion, Cen Yuezhi slept until dawn, and just got up, sitting in front of the vanity mirror, drawing on her eyebrows, while Pu Lan, the servant girl behind her, looked at her and said, "Miss, Mr. Song won't come today."

After hearing this, Cen Yuezhi suddenly put down the eyebrow pencil, turned her head and asked, "Ah? Why!"

Pu Lan sighed softly, and said, "Miss, you bought so much candy yesterday, what is Mr. Song doing here today?"

After hearing this, Cen Yuezhi realized that she was a little lost and said, "Oh, that's true."

Seeing this, Pu Lan moved closer to Cen Yuezhi and said, "Miss, it's not the servants who are talking about you. Now that Master Hou is at home, you should be more stable, so as not to upset Master Hou."

Cen Yuezhi smiled and said, "My brother? My brother won't be angry with me."

Pu Lan frowned and said, "What this servant means is that Master Hou might take his anger out on Mr. Song. You should not let Mr. Song come these days."

But it doesn't matter, the voice is about to fall, and I heard Cen Xingzhi say, "Why, let him come after I go out again, right?"

Hearing the sound, Pu Lan quickly knelt down and said, "Master Hou redeemed my sin."

Cen Xingzhi waved his hands impatiently, and said, "Go down and serve the young lady in the future, think before you speak."

Pu Lan replied, "Yes, yes," and quickly got up and ran out.

Cen Yuezhi was a little surprised, and asked, "Brother, didn't you go to court, why did you come back so early?"

Cen Xingzhi sat down on the chair and said, "Your Majesty is unwell, and he did not go to court, but only issued orders."

Cen Yuezhi heard and asked, "What's the purpose? Tell me."

Cen Xingzhi heard the words, looked at Cen Yuezhi, and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Cen Yuezhi smiled and said, "Oh brother, I'm just curious."

After hearing this, Cen Xingzhi chuckled and said, "Your Majesty said that he misses King Ji, and asked King Ji to come back to Beijing to accompany him."

Cen Yuezhi listened, "That's it."

Cen Xingzhi smiled and said, "That's it, what else do you want to hear?"

Cen Yuezhi shook her head and said, "It's nothing, I just find it boring."

Cen Xingzhi asked with a smile, "How can it be interesting?"

Cen Yuezhi said, "It's interesting to be together as a family. I don't understand why those princes and princesses live far away one by one. If they want to see each other, they have to send an edict thousands of miles away. They don't want to be a family at all."

After hearing this, Cen Xingzhi was suddenly at a loss for words. He felt that his sister was naive, so he smiled and said, "What you said is that it's just the royal family, which is different from ordinary people like us."

Hearing this, Cen Yuezhi looked at Cen Xingzhi in a daze, and then said, "What's the difference?" Then she turned her body back, painted her eyebrows in front of the vanity mirror, and said, "Brother, don't tell me anymore, I wouldn’t even understand it.”

Hearing this, Cen Xingzhi suddenly thought of what Mrs. Cen said yesterday, and hearing what Cen Yuezhi said today, he couldn't help but think in his heart, the house is full of quarrels and intrigues, my sister really can't handle it.

Two days later, a carrier pigeon landed outside a house in Luzhou, thousands of miles away from the capital.Before the pigeon cooed twice, the gate of the house opened, and a young woman came out, dressed in green, and took the pigeon, and brought it into the house.

Inside the house, a young man was leading a horse and tying it to one side. Seeing that the woman had taken the pigeon, he asked, "But a letter from Beijing?"

The woman smiled and said, "I haven't read it yet, but it should be," she said, then took the letter box off the pigeon's feet, and took out the note in the letter box to have a look.

But the woman let out a groan, and the man hurriedly put down the rein of the horse, walked over, and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The woman smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "I forgot to tell them that you sent a letter to King Ji, and A Yin wrote back to ask me."

After hearing this, the man sighed lightly, and went back to tie the horse without another word.

Seeing this, the woman said coquettishly, "Ah Lie, why are you sighing!"

The man lowered his eyes and said, "Nothing."

The woman said again, "You blame me for not writing the letter well, don't you?" She pouted as she spoke, and said again, "But I