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The East Palace is always extremely lively. Meiji and concubines, all kinds of colors are dazzling. I don't know what kind of person can be so happy with so many beauties, and they are willing to step into the scorching hell step by step.

Prince Zhou Zhang sat in a high position, reading a booklet in his hand.Meiji next to her was sitting on the ottoman, pinching Zhou Zhang's legs docilely, without a trace of impatience.

Where there are many women, there is also a lot of right and wrong, especially the trivial matters of going to the harem, which eunuch and the palace maid are fighting each other, and which minister is trying his best to send someone to the harem.

Zhou Zhang has a lot of beauties, all of whom are collected by the people, and have not learned the reservedness of those ladies.

Every word and every sentence was so dissolute that Zhou Zhang laughed frequently, and he couldn't hold the memorial firmly.

One of them was his old favorite, wearing a gauze dress as thin as onion's wings, with a string of oriental beads around his neck.The incomparably luxurious accessories were used by her to wear gauze clothes like brothel prostitutes, her taste is evident.

She knelt and sat beside Zhou Zhang, resting on his knees, her face was blushed by the dark embroidery, and she did not move away. She looked at Zhou Zhang with a trace of complaint, and said, "The prince is favored these days, so don't go to Lan. Lan is here."

Zhou Zhang paused and said, "Which Lan?"

Meiji said in a low voice: "Your Highness, Shanfenglan, you even praised the name, saying 'the setting sun is green and suddenly turns into haze', and my concubine's name is Xilan."

"...Xi Lan, Xi'er is much more beautiful than Lan Lan." Zhou Zhang said with a smile, turning a page of the memorial.

Wang Xilan looked up at him, seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood today, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, you haven't been here for so long, why don't you spend more time with my concubine, just read the memorial?"

Zhou Zhang touched her forehead as if he were petting a dog or cat, and said, "I've been here three times this month, isn't that enough?"

"It's not enough." Wang Xilan said, smiling again and again. The words she said were obviously complaining, but she said a little more delicate and cute daughter's family. "You go... more than three times."

Zhou Zhang smiled slightly, put the memorial aside, and asked: "Oh? How did you know more than three times? Did you insert someone beside Gu? Or did you find out from somewhere?"

His voice was not deep, but Wang Xilan's face turned pale when he heard it. He got off Zhou Chong tremblingly, knelt down and answered, "I mean, I expected to be favored by you over there, my concubine." I haven't done anything out of bounds, please be aware of it, Your Highness."

Seeing her trembling, Zhou Zhang stretched out his hand to pinch Dongzhu around her neck tightly, wrapping it around her fingers inch by inch, and the originally loose chain immediately tightened.

Wang Xilan's face was flushed red, even her eyes seemed to protrude, and the veins on her forehead were already popping up, throbbing with the choked blood.Her eyes were bloodshot, and Xiaojiabiyu's face was terribly ferocious.

After Zhou Zhang had finished admiring Wang Xilan's face, he let go of his hand, allowing Wang Xilan to cough on the footbed.

"Do your part well, and don't inquire about what you shouldn't."

The hall was very quiet, you could hear a needle drop.The atmosphere of the brothel-like ecstasy just now disappeared completely, Mei Ji's wives and concubines stood on both sides and dared not speak, and the maids and eunuchs also retreated.Wang Xilan pressed against the strangle marks on her neck, trembling in it, not daring to make any movement.

Zhou Zhang was still sitting in a high position, tapping his fingers on the chair.

Not only Wang Xilan, but even the eunuchs around Zhou Zhang knew that their master was very concerned about Yuan Qing, the young minister of Dali Temple.

Zhou Zhang seldom goes to Dali Temple on weekdays, he thinks it is gloomy.But because of Yuanqing, he went to Dali Temple three or four times a month.In the eyes of outsiders, even a little more value is the friendship of colleagues. At most, there is a little prince who wants to add a feather to his wings.

Those who are a little smarter will know that when it comes to the friendship of colleagues, it is always subordinates who please their superiors, and they have never seen a superior try to please their subordinates; it is even more impossible to talk about wings. What benefits can Qing, a single seedling standing, bring to Zhou Zhang?

Yuan Qing looked a bit female, if she changed into a woman's clothes, not many people would be able to tell that she was a man.

After reading the memorial, there is a folk tale book next to it called "The Legend of Wutong".Zhou Zhang flipped through the pages, and saw the picture inside, which was a standing plane tree.

That Yuanqing was also like this sycamore tree, with luxuriant branches and leaves, vigorous and energetic, but with some inexplicable stubbornness.

Back then with Yuan Lan, Zhou Zhang was also panicked when he saw her. He was afraid that Emperor Wen would be upset if this woman mentioned it.But she kept her mouth shut and didn't say a word.Zhou Zhang saw her bowing her eyebrows in front of Emperor Wen, as gentle as Nalan, and guessed that this woman would not betray him.

Deliberately seeing him frequently in the palace, Yuan Lan was jealous when she saw him, those Xing'er eyes couldn't even contain the tears, falling down one by one like beads.

This is the father's woman.

Orchid quality and heart, soft and moving.

Zhou Zhang thought, that should be very good.

Just thinking about it, Zhou Zhang put her in any hiding place in the palace, including the back mountain, the imperial garden, and even the East Palace, and let her walk around in the palace in the clothes of a court lady. Emperor Wen was also old, and his eyes were blind so bright.

After more than 20 years of strategizing, Zhou Zhang has thoroughly understood the entire palace.

Seeing Yuan Lan couldn't stand up straight, Zhou Zhang felt more joy in his heart than his body.This is his father's woman, his father's favorite woman recently.

Isn't he still being crushed by him like a cheap/good?

As soon as Yuan Lan died, the Yuan family was completely burned down, and Zhou Zhang took it easy.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Lan also had a younger brother named Yuan Qing.

Qing, a good name, and a good appearance, like his sister, with eyes like Xing'er, making people want to bully him when they see it, and it's best to make people look at him with tears in their eyes.

To the people around him, Zhou Zhang didn't hide it, and it was easy for his three thousand beauties to want to know about it.

But they didn't know that Zhou Zhang hadn't got Yuan Qing yet.

Maybe it's because Yuanqing is so delicious, like a delicately crafted pastry that takes a lot of effort, people are reluctant to eat it, they just want to take a good look at it, smell it, and see if the other person is like his sister , with an inexplicable orchid fragrance.

The eunuch reported that Zhou Zhang's confidant Zhong Xin pushed the door in and saluted Zhou Zhang.

The people in the room cleared up. Zhong Xin seemed to be in a hurry. As soon as the door was closed, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, Yuanqing has a problem. Today in Dali Temple, the minister's servant saw him enter the storage room." The Bamboo Garden of the dossier."

Zhou Zhang didn't change his face, flipped through "The Legend of Wutong", and asked: "So what did he show?"

Zhong Xin was taken aback, and said, "This... I have never seen him take anything before."

"Yuan Shaoqing has only entered the court for a month or two, so it is normal for him to be familiar with government affairs."

"Yes, yes...Your Highness, no need for suspects!"

Zhou Zhang looked at him with a smile, and asked, "Well, to put it another way, what kind of trouble do you think he can make?"

The Yuan family was destroyed by a fire, leaving nothing behind.

Yuan Qing has been assigned to Dali Temple, and only by climbing the crown prince can she climb up steadily.

As Yuan Lan's younger brother, it is natural for others to be on guard.But Zhou Zhang is different, he holds absolute power in his hands, as long as the imperial power of Emperor Wen is not touched, even if he commits heinous crimes in Jinlin City, there is a way to escape.

Zhou Zhang just wanted to see what kind of dance he could finally dance with Yuan Qing in his palm.

The turmoil in the court was changing, and when Jinlin was at its hottest, an imperial decree came down, and Wen Le was about to leave for Xuzhou.

Contrary to what Fu Xiaoyu thought, the old lady and Wen Yue didn't stop Wen Le from going after they knew about the earthquake in Xuzhou and the people's rebellion.

Others are loyal to the monarch and patriotic, but the Zhenguo Mansion is the opposite. Loyal to the monarch after patriotism.

The people from the Southern Dynasties are all unique, not only the lives of the people in the Zhen Guofu are human lives, nor are the lives of only those in the palace.To eat a salary is to fulfill a responsibility, and the Zhen Guo Mansion is on the point, and Fu Xiaoyu can't talk to anyone even after exhausting his tongue.

His Lele is going to the place where he was close to death.

The soldiers were already waiting outside the city, Wen Le calmed Da Mao Mao's restlessness, and looked at Fu Xiaoyu's appearance.Perhaps it was because of the panic of the past few days that Fu Xiaoyu was already feeling exhausted. He stood at the door with an unsteady expression, without a single word of advice.

Wen Le patted Da Mao Mao on the head, smiled and said: "Look at your expression, I went to the border, and then quietly went to the South Bank, killing countless Huns and Japanese pirates, and I have never seen you so nervous. This time it's just To suppress it, we are the people of the Southern Dynasty, and they can't use force, so what are you worried about?"

Even if they deliberately forget about the plague, they still can't let the big stone in their hearts fall like this.

With a hoarse voice, Fu Xiaoyu said, "Miao Yuan, do you still remember? I sent him to join the army. He was taught by an expert in the past, and his medical skills are excellent. Maybe he can relieve the urgent need."

Miao Yuan, Wen Le still remembers that when the third prince wounded his arm with arrow feathers, that person bandaged him.

The more we leave, the more reluctant we are.

The old lady and Wen Yue had already entered the house, it was getting late, the night market was over, the vendors were all packing their things and preparing to leave the city, chatting with each other and asking how much they earned today, it was more lively than in the morning.

The box is full of apricots.

It was picked from a side courtyard. Ever since Wen Le took the apricot away, Fu Xiaoyu asked Ma Cheng to replace all the trees in the yard with apricot trees. Unfortunately, he was unlucky. After eating pickled apricot for so long, he didn't eat it. Just picked it up.

"There are still pills at the bottom, for stopping bleeding and removing blood stasis, I asked the medical staff to make them. Xing'er was picked in today's box, and the rest was pickled and put in a side hospital..." Fu Xiaoyu Pass him the box and say, "Eat when you come back."

Wen Le nodded, took the box, and rode on Da Mao Mao.Maomao seemed to sense the uneasiness of his master, so he took a few steps on the spot.

"No phosphorus, don't annoy me."

Fu Xiaoyu listened to Wen Le muttering this sentence, and after a day of holding back her bad face, her face changed, her eyes darkened, and she said with a wry smile: "I don't want to bother you, I only worry that I am useless, and I can't replace myself."

The author says:

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As long as you give me starfish, you are our wandering family (reach out