Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

In this Linzi Prince's Mansion, the most important words are of course the Prince of Linzi.Just look at the fact that he just finished talking about rewarding Wu Lang's charcoal at the banquet, Wu Lang entered the Zhuxin courtyard with his front foot, and Jinwu courtyard sent someone to deliver the high-quality silver silk charcoal with a special pair that can be held in his hand. Stove, boo cold and warm kitsch colors.These are enough to prove that his prince is not a display.

Mingyue looked at the silver charcoal and sneered, but she still happily went to burn the earth dragon.

Wu Lang was also happy. The most unbearable thing for a human being is freezing and starvation. Now that the problem of food and clothing has been solved, he can finally start thinking about lust.

Lord Henglian, the beauty in red, and even the king of Linzi... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

After taking a nap comfortably, he got up and was told that Mr. Heng Lian had summoned him.Wu Lang pondered, probably because he didn't follow the script at the banquet, and Mr. Heng Lian wanted to settle accounts with him after Qiuhou.

"Mingyue, comb my hair."

"Okay. Master, are you still wearing the same outfit as this morning?"

Wu Lang shook his head, and took out a plain robe from the closet, only the lapel and hem were embroidered with complicated dense patterns.The light green belt stretches around the waist, outlining the waistline.Comb a simple bun again, without much pendant.

After dressing up, Wu Lang's style and temperament changed drastically.If it is a coquettish peony at the banquet in the morning, it is a vain attempt to occupy the scenery.So now it is a light pear blossom, neither fighting nor grabbing, silent spring breeze.

Mingyue opened her mouth and stammered, "Master...Master..."

"Let's go, don't make Mr. Henglian wait for a long time."

"oh oh!"

Zhuxin Courtyard is located in the remote corner of the northwest corner of Wangfu, while Qingyayuan is located in the south of Wangfu. Walking from Zhuxin Xiaoyuan to Qingyayuan passes through a lotus pond, which is wide and deep.The pond was originally full of pink lotus, but because of the season, the pond with only rhizomes and no flowers and leaves looked a bit bleak and eerie in the snowflakes.However, in summer, the pool is full of lotus flowers, and the scenery is extremely elegant.In order to facilitate the appreciation of lotus, the king of Linzi built a curved bridge and pavilions across the lotus pond on this pond.

It was snowing heavily, and there was actually a person sitting in the pavilion on the lotus pond.The vermilion cloak was so conspicuous in the vast expanse of whiteness that it was difficult for people to pretend not to see it.

Fortunately, I don't have to go up to the pavilion, just take a look at that person, and complain in my heart that I'm really cold-resistant.It seems that the person who was born didn't intend to let him go just like that.

"Yan Lang, will you leave after seeing me?"

Wu Lang stamped his feet, looked at the man in red from afar, but said nothing.

The man in red slowly walked out of the pavilion, walked around the winding bridge, and approached Wu Lang.When Wu Lang saw the face of the man in red clearly, it wasn't who the wild mandarin duck was.

It's really embarrassing... how to run into him everywhere.

Wu Lang took a few steps back subconsciously, and Mingyue beside him knelt neatly and said, "I've seen Mr. Jinghong!"

Wu Lang was startled, and suddenly realized that the man in red who had a wild relationship with King Linzi in Qingya Courtyard could not be Yan Lang's sworn enemy, Liu Jinghong!

Thinking about it this way, it makes sense.

Before seeing each other, Wu Lang could always hear the neighbors discussing Liu Jinghong jealously.In the eyes of everyone, Liu Jinghong looks like a man of heaven. Although he is cold and arrogant, and has a bad temper, he has a unique style.So it is especially favored by the prince.

Masculinity was prevalent in the aristocratic circle of the Great Shang Dynasty. Although there were few male wives, among the family members of the princely class, there were still ranks for male favorites, named Fujun.

The King of Linzi has countless male favorites, and the only one who can really be called the consort of the King of Linzi and who has been awarded the title of Fujun is Lord Henglian.And Mr. Henglian was sent by Linzi Queen's mother's family. He followed Linzi Wang when he was still the prince, and his hard work is worthy of the title of Fujun.

Although Liu Jinghong didn't get a rank, he lived in a mansion-level courtyard and enjoyed the same treatment as Lord Henglian.His daily behavior is also like a mansion.It is enough to see the degree of favor.

In view of the relationship between Yan Lang and Liu Jinghong, Wu Lang had no choice but to make his attitude less friendly, and reluctantly saluted him: "I have met Mr. Jinghong."

"Hmph, Yan Lang, are you in a hurry to find Shen Heng, thinking that everything will be fine with him as your backer?"

"Who am I looking for, I don't think I need to report to you."

"Just now at the banquet, playing hard to get was good enough, did Shen Heng teach you?"

Wu Lang was really too lazy to argue with Liu Jinghong, so he said bluntly: "If Mr. Jinghong is so curious, why not ask Mr. Henglian directly."

Liu Jinghong curled his lips mockingly, "I should ask, and I will naturally."

Wu Lang: "That's it. It's not good for Mr. Jinghong to block me here. I still have an appointment, so I can't stay for a long time. Don't pass." After speaking, he left Liu Jinghong with a handsome back, Even Mingyue looked at him with a mouth full of surprise.

Rushed all the way to Qingya Courtyard silently, the cloak on his body was already covered with snowflakes.

Seeing Wu Lang coming, the attendants waiting in the courtyard hurried forward to deliver the hand stove to help take off Wu Lang's snow-stained cloak.While saying: "Young master is here, my master is waiting."

Wu Lang said: "I saw someone on the road, I was delayed for a while, please lead me to see your master."

The attendant said, "Yes."

Mr. Heng Lian was waiting for him in the main reception room of Qingya Courtyard. Wu Lang glanced at the murals, tables and chairs, and porcelain antiques on the shelves.The fire in the room was very hot, so Mr. Heng Lian was dressed refreshingly, with her hair loosely tied in a bun, holding a cup of tea with Xiumei tattooed on it.

Seeing him coming in, Mr. Heng Lian put down the teacup in his hand and said with a smile: "Here you come? Sit down."

"I remember that you like to eat lotus paste muffins, so I ordered the kitchen to prepare some, but I don't know if the cook's skills suit your taste." While Mr. Heng Lian was talking, the handsome attendant had already brought the fruit plate of snacks, and pulled Watching the moon recede, gently close the door.

Wu Lang's eyes lingered on the lotus paste sponge cake for a few times, and he smiled: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Fu."

"It should be, you and I have always been on good terms, but I just realized that it was my fault that you had such a difficult life in Zhuxin courtyard."

Wu Lang showed a bit of bitterness on his face, and sighed, "Your Majesty, since you have said so, I have no choice but to tell you the truth. I have come here this time to ask for something important, and I hope that your Majesty can help me." wish."

Lord Heng Lian opened her beautiful eyes slightly, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wu Lang pondered for a moment, seemed to hesitate, and then slowly said: "Xiao Lang has lived in Zhuxin Courtyard for more than half a year. During this period, he thought about all kinds of things, only lamented that he was young and ignorant, and did many wrong things out of impulsiveness. I lost my lord's favor. I deserve my favor. Since I fell into the well, I came back from the gate of hell, and finally I suddenly became enlightened, and my mind was clear. There are many disputes in the mansion, and it is really not suitable for me to live for a long time. I heard that the prince’s biological mother, Concubine Rou’an, was sick and bedridden recently. Lang wished to kiss her Go to Ciming Temple outside the city to live permanently and pray for the concubine."

"Why do you suddenly want to go to Ciming Temple?"

"Your Majesty, in front of you, Lang will not hide much. Lang knows that he will no longer be favored by the prince, and Liu Jinghong will play tricks behind his back. Living in this palace will be difficult. Lang now only wants to be ordinary Live the rest of your life lightly and don’t envy others.”

Mr. Heng Lian was silent for a moment, and sighed quietly: "You have made up your mind? But the flower viewing party this morning... It seems that I did something bad with good intentions. I wanted to create an opportunity for you, but I didn't expect you to have no intention of doing it. "Speaking, Lord Heng Lian paused, quite helplessly: "But you really want to plant flowers and flowers, but you don't want to plant willows and willows to make shade. As soon as the banquet is over, the prince ordered me to arrange you to change the yard. I'm going to hire you."

whatfuck!Mr. Heng Lian, are you a human being?

Wu Lang said blankly: "Master Fu, this..."

Mr. Heng Lian gave a soothing look, "You don't have to be so frightened. Although Liu Jinghong is favored, he is not too domineering. If he gives you small shoes, you can send someone to tell me. I will definitely make the decision for you. What's more, when you are honored again in the future, how dare Liu Jinghong make such a small move?"

Wu Lang already wanted to cry but had no tears.What the hell did Liu Jinghong do? Without Liu Jinghong, there would be Mei Jinghong and Tao Jinghong!

However, Wu Lang was extremely afraid to show bitterness in front of Lord Henglian.Since Yan Lang has admired King Linzi for a long time, it is impossible for him to be disappointed when he hears this news.Meanwhile, Lord Henglian took out a floor plan of the palace and called Wu Lang to come and watch it.

Mr. Heng Lian circled a few locations on the picture with his fingers, and said, "Come here, let's not talk about Liu Jinghong. These yards are all empty now, and the locations are good. Which one do you like?"

Surprised, Wu Lang stepped forward, his eyes quickly scanned the floor plan, the necessary map for escape, and quickly memorized as many as he could!

Pretending to be difficult to choose, Wu Lang almost looked at the floor plan three times, and after a long time, he pointed to a courtyard.

"Huanshu Courtyard, right? It's a good idea." Lord Heng Lian took away the drawings and said with a smile, "I'll send someone to clean up the yard right away, and you can wait in Zhuxin Courtyard, it will only take two days at most."

What else could Wu Lang say, so he had to salute Lord Henglian again: "Then I will trouble the Lord."

"Small matter, from now on, I will often come to my Qingya courtyard to walk around."

"Nature, nature."

………………

Coming out of the Qingya Courtyard, the sky was already dark, Wu Lang looked at the still falling snow and the drowsy sky, and felt his brain hurt.Talking in a tone of voice is already uncomfortable enough, who would have thought that the result of this conversation with a hidden knife in a smile made him even more uncomfortable.

"master……"

"Don't talk, I want to be quiet! Don't ask me who Jing is."

"........."

Walking all the way back to Zhuxin courtyard without a word, Wu Lang opened Mingyue to prepare dinner, locked himself in the house, hurriedly found a pen and paper, closed his eyes and recalled the floor plan of the palace printed in his mind.You can quickly draw the outline on this paper, which takes about 10 minutes. After seeing the pattern of the palace gradually appearing on the paper, you can't remember any more details.

Wu Lang was not naive, thinking that Mr. Heng Lian was kind enough to create opportunities for Yan Lang.From the words of Liu Jinghong and Heng Lianjun, it can be known that the two of them must be fighting fiercely secretly.Lord Heng Lian has the name of the mansion, and Liu Jinghong has the reality of favor. When the two parties meet, it is likely that neither of them can do anything to the other.However, as Liu Jinghong became more and more favored, fewer and fewer people were willing to oppose him.The Heng Lianjun camp urgently needs someone who can fight and carry to fight Liu Jinghong head-on.Mr. Heng Lian will definitely not go up by himself, he still has to maintain his good image of being gentle, docile, and broad-minded.And the person who fought Liu Jinghong must not be someone from Lord Heng Lian, so who should he turn to?

Yan Lang, a stunned young man who is not afraid of death, just happened to catch Heng Lianjun's eyes.With Yan Lang's IQ and EQ, Mr. Heng Lian probably regarded Liu Jinghong as a lifelong enemy with a few random words of incitement, and he wanted to get rid of it soon.

It's just that Yan Lang has courage, but he's a war scum, otherwise he wouldn't have been dispatched to the Zhuxin courtyard, where he jumped into a well and died.

Yan Lang, who had been forgotten in the small courtyard in Zhuxin for half a year, was picked up again by Mr. Heng Lian, probably because Yan Lang had some death-defying job to do.

It's a pity that Mr. Heng Lian didn't know that Yan Lang, who was stupid and not stunned, was dead.And he, Wu Lang, has no interest in being a spearman for others.

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