The emperor forced my father to rebel every day

Miao Yin led her juniors to stop him in the front yard: "My lord, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately! My uncle is the guest of His Majesty the Emperor and Marquis Wu'an, how can he be compared with a broker?! My lord has read the book, how can the speech be so dirty!"

Zhang Mingzhang had already been blinded by the green light above his head, how could he care so much, and scolded: "Why? My lord just talked like that! Guest?! Hmph! He can deceive the world, but he cannot deceive the official. When the official takes him, personally tie him to the Golden Luan Hall and accuse him of deceiving the king!"

Zhang Mingzhang looked left and right, anxiously: "He won't come out, will he, come and search my lord from room to room!"

"Yes!" The servants rubbed their hands.

Half of the servants held Miaoyin and other disciples in the front yard with their tools, while Zhang Mingzhang led the other half in the Kongxu Pavilion, and started beating and kicking the door, vowing not to stop until Li Lan was found.

Miao Yin asked urgently: "What should we do? The Marquis of Wu An just left without leaving a single guard, and now a fourth-rank official came in the back, who dares to mess with it?! But at this time, the master went into the mountain to cut wood, How do you know when he will come back?!"

"What does Master cut wood for?"

"He said he wanted to change Senior Uncle Li Lan to a double bed! Oh, now is not the time to talk about this, how could Uncle Li Lan's sick and delicate appearance be able to withstand the tossing and tossing of Lord Yushi? Think quickly Think of ways to."

Seeing that Zhang Mingzhang searched in the front yard to no avail, and wanted to go to the backyard, Miaoyin screamed in fright, "Oh, my lord! My lord! You can't go to the backyard, you can't go!"

"Shut up, bastard!" A ferocious servant slapped Miaoyin across the mouth, bleeding from the corner of her mouth.

Miaoyin touched the burning half of her face, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said with grief and indignation, "Master, I've tried my best, you old man, you wish for good luck, let's drink the mouse's tail juice."

Before Zhang Mingzhang entered the backyard, he heard the sound of the piano when he was standing on the corridor. After turning around a few corridors, he found the source of the sound of the piano.

A group of rough guys holding things, their eyes were fascinated by the people in the yard.

A young gentleman was dressed in a light gray robe, with a face like a crown of jade, sitting quietly on the imperial concubine's couch under the plane tree, playing the piano, looking like a beauty in the world.

The green fingers skillfully pluck the strings in front of him. This song is like mountains and flowing water, like colorful clouds chasing the moon, like the sound of nature.

Everyone couldn't bear to interrupt his piano sound, even Zhang Mingzhang himself felt that why this scene seemed familiar, it was a bad feeling.

It wasn't until the gentleman finished playing the song and stopped his fingers that he raised his head to look at the group of people in the yard, lightly reddened his lips, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Li Lan, I'm sorry."

Hearing the word Li Lan, Zhang Mingzhang came back to his senses, rushed over in two or three steps, stood not far from Lan Lan, and asked uncertainly: "I think...

How do you look like a person? "

Li Lan waved her sleeves, stepped on the imperial concubine's couch with one foot, propped her chin with the other hand, and said jokingly: "My lord, you don't look like a human being, so can you still be a ghost?"

With just this sentence, Zhang Mingzhang suddenly became sober.

He knew that he was thinking too much, this person was just slightly similar to the one he knew.

That young master is a breeze and a bright moon, absolutely unable to say such nonsense!

The servant tugged Zhang Mingzhang's sleeve behind him, and reminded him in a low voice, "My lord..."

Only then did Zhang Mingzhang realize the purpose of his coming here, and immediately changed his expression, and scolded: "You shameless thing, dare to bluff and cheat at the feet of the emperor, you are really impatient to live, at a young age, your parents Is that what you were taught?"

Li Lan took a sip of disdain, "Hmph! I'm sorry, the elders in the family died early, and no one taught them. I don't know who and who is the pimp that this lord refers to? I don't remember my lord ever coming to the void. Pavilion. Could it be that the wife of the family got a blue hat and gave it to the lord, and the lord despised the color of the hat, so he came to ask the master for an explanation?!"

Zhang Mingzhang had a violent heart attack, and Li Lan tore his face in front of his family's servants.

A mouthful of blood surged up, and he swallowed it forcefully. He drew out his sword and pointed it at Li Lan, and said harshly, "So, you bastard, did you admit it?!"

Seeing this, Shi Shi hurriedly stood in front of Li Lan.

Li Lan pushed the stone away, flicked the tip of Zhang Mingzhang's sword with two fingers, and said provocatively: "What do you recognize! I don't know what the lord is referring to? Is it the respected lady who once visited the Kongkong Pavilion? Make peace with people in the pavilion? If it's the former, I'll admit it. If it's the latter, I won't admit it!"

Zhang Mingzhang was so angry that his sword hand trembled.

He was the No. [-] scholar in the fifth year of Yuanhe, and he once fought against the Confucian scholars in the court.

But now being poked in the lungs by a young man with a family scandal, he was so angry that he couldn't even utter a word!

It was the butler beside him who said, "My lord, don't talk nonsense to him. Except for him, there are only a bunch of children in this empty pavilion. I think that prostitute is him! Kill him first, and then take his head to face the saint." .Your Excellency eliminates harm for the people, presumably the Tian family will not blame you!"

The housekeeper posted Zhang Mingzhang again, lowered his voice, and whispered, "Besides, this man has such a big mouth, even if it wasn't him, he couldn't keep it."

Zhang Mingzhang was short of breath, his face was already flushed, and he put on his other hand, holding swords in both hands, and moved a little closer to Li Lan's neck.

The housekeeper said: "My lord, this person must not stay!!"

Zhang Mingming made up his mind and said: "Yes, that's right! The Tian family and Wu'anhou must have been blinded by your beauty, so they will trust you. I will cut off your head and go face saint!"

Shi Shi was holding Li Lan's arm firmly.

Li Lan reached out to protect the stone behind her back again.

He turned his head sideways, turned towards the roof of the side house, and shouted: "Hello old friend, if you don't come down again, the clothes tomb in the cliff mountain will really come in handy."

The housekeeper scolded: "Little brat, you are dying, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

Li Lan smiled evilly, raised her chin, and looked behind everyone, "Isn't your lord going to face the saint? It doesn't need to be so troublesome, isn't it? The saint is here!"

who? !

Everyone turned around, and they really saw a man in a black cloak flying down from the roof of the side room and landed in the courtyard.

The butler took a closer look and thought who it was, but it turned out to be another boy with a thin skin and tender flesh, and cursed: "Here comes another brat, it seems that this Kongkong Pavilion is really a big prostitution den! My lord, kill me first!" Get Li Lan, and then sell this new kid to the theater to be a youth!"

Bang!

The sword in Zhang Mingzhang's hand fell to the ground!

Listening to his master's movements, the butler turned his head to see that Zhang Mingzhang's face was pale, and he was cold from head to toe!

He was about to inquire, but Zhang Mingzhang kicked him to the ground.

Zhang Mingzhang knelt down, trembling all over, and shouted: "I pay homage to Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live!"

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