Continue the love affair of the red mansion

"But, my lord." Zhang Wan was stabbed by the water-melting cold eyes, shivered all over, thought for a while, and then said bravely: "Your lord, you haven't seen that fugitive slave, I'm afraid you did. , I don’t even recognize it.”

"Doubt me? What a dare!"

Shui Rong narrowed his eyes, and his voice became sharp, Zhang Wan tremblingly said: "The little one doesn't dare. The little one doesn't dare. But, my lord, it's about the uncle of the country, please don't make it difficult for the little one, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Shui Rong stood with his hands folded, his eyes were cold and piercing.

"Otherwise, you will think that the prince has the intention of defending you." A sinister voice interjected in the banter, and then a young man dressed in brocade clothes came in. He was slightly younger than Shui Rong, with a fair and delicate face and a smug mouth. Smiling, but frivolous in his eyes: "Chunyuhe has met King Beijing!"

Next to him is Wu Weiyong, who is so lonely.

The corner of Shui Rong's mouth slowly evoked a cold chuckle, his voice slowed down, and he was as cold as ice: "So it's the eldest son Chunyu, what are you talking about, who is this king protecting?"

Chunyuhe, the son of Chunyuzhong, the uncle of the state, is also the queen's nephew.In order to avoid the misfortune of Empress Lu in this dynasty, if there is a woman who is the latter, her brothers will only hold the title in vain, so at present, Chunyu Zhongjue is granted the illusory title of first-class Jinxiang Bo, as for Chunyuhe, he is just a son of a family He has no title and no fame, but there are many people in Beijing who are flattering and flattering, so that he has developed a arrogant and dandy temper. He calls himself the queen's nephew, and no one dares to offend him. Hearing Shui Rong asked at this moment, he smiled. He said in one voice, "Here, it's the girl behind the Northern King, isn't it?

"Oh? Then Mr. Chunyu, do you want to present a book to the emperor and participate in this king's book?" Shui Rong said lightly, taking the time to adjust the folds of his clothes, and teased under his close eyelashes: "Oh, my king made a mistake. Chunyu Even if the young master writes the scriptures, it may be difficult for the heavens to hear, or can I pass it on for you?"

The subtle sarcasm made Chunyuhe's face turn blue instantly, and he snorted, but he really had nothing to say about this question, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't grind your teeth, King Bei, please let me go, this one This place hid my family’s fugitive slave, and tonight I was ordered to arrest him and bring him back.”

Instead of retreating, Shui Rong took two steps forward, his face as cold as frost and snow: "Whose order?"

"Bong..."

"What fugitive slave did you get? How to prove it? Are there pictures, pictures, and government documents?"

"This……"

"If you don't have any, you have no title and no job. In the middle of the night, you recruited soldiers from the government without authorization and disturbed the houses in the streets. What is your intention? I can't tell, so I have no choice but to write a booklet and ask my uncle Guo to argue."

"I..." Chunyu He was at a loss for words. Before this matter came, Chunyu Zhong repeatedly told him to keep it secret and not to disturb irrelevant people.

But now, not only was it alarmed, but it also attracted such a high-ranking and powerful evil god.

But if he just let it go, wouldn't it be a loss of face.

Thinking of this, Chunyu He poked his neck: "It seems that the Northern King is determined to stop it. Then forgive me for being rude."

"Please!" Shui Rong looked at him with squinted eyes, as if looking at a clown who was not threatening, and said coldly.

"Hmph, come on, let me in!" He raised his hand, and it was Wu Weiyong who called out.

Wu Weiyong is a person who has to protect himself from time to time. When he saw the two sides facing each other earlier, he already felt bad. He has been shrunk in the court for many years. Although she dared not offend Chunyu's family, she was even more afraid of offending the No. 1 Prince of Beijing.What Shui Rong said just now is not so much for Chunyuhe, but for himself.A few words from the private order to the official soldiers stunned him like a thunderbolt.If the King of the North really took part in it, Chunyu's family would not suffer any loss, let alone Wusha, whether his life would be saved or not was another matter.

Thinking of this, he hesitated and didn't move.

Seeing that no one moved, Chunyuhe said angrily, "Wu Weiyong..."

Wu Weiyong looked at Shui Rong timidly, seeing that Shui Rong seemed a little satisfied when he glanced over, he became more courageous and stood still.

"You!" Chunyu He was so angry that he had already lost his mind, shouting at the crowds of people he brought from his mansion, and wanted to force his way in, but was stopped by the iron tower-like guards of the Beijing Prince's Mansion.

"Soldiers from Shuntian Mansion? Are you Master Wu here?" Another voice came from outside the door, but it was Yu Qingfang, who stepped in: "Hey? Why are there so many people!" By the way, you are here, have you recovered from your injury?"

"It was better, I was dragged away by a few assassins who broke into the mansion, so I chased them out to take a look, but I didn't expect the assassins to see them, but..." Shui Rong said: "You came just in time, there are escaped slaves in Chunyu's mansion , Mr. Chunyu borrowed soldiers to search the houses. Now you are in charge of guarding the capital of the imperial city, so you can do it. I am too lazy to bother."

Yu Qingfang was startled, and angrily said to Wu Weiyong: "Master Wu, why didn't you know me when you mobilized the government soldiers to search the houses? Don't you know that I am temporarily in charge of the Gyeonggi garrison?"

Wu Weiyong wiped off his sweat and said, "My lord, that's right, but he's just a runaway slave. Uncle Guo has passed on a message saying, let me help you find it..."

Shui Rong smiled lightly and said, "It turns out that Uncle Jin Xiang's words are more effective than the imperial court's laws."

In one sentence, Wu Weiyong and Chunyu He both turned pale.

Yu Qingfang said coldly: "Northern King's words are wrong. There is a saying that in the whole world, is it the king's land, the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers, and Jin Xiangbo can disregard the king's law by passing a word."

It sounds like it is responsible for Na Shuntian Mansion, but in fact every sentence is poking at Chunyuhe.

"Qingfang, what are you in a hurry for?" Shui Rong said indifferently, "I lost some important slave at home, I'm just anxious, it's not a big deal."

Yu Qingfang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said thoughtfully, "A fugitive slave? That's why he came to Shuntian Mansion!" He ordered Jingji Weidao: "Come on, bring the man we caught and show it to Young Master Chunyu." Look, is it her!"

Several guards pushed up a heavily tied young woman. When Chunyuhe saw it, he was stunned, and blurted out: "You, you, you..."

As soon as the young woman saw Chunyuhe, she fell to her knees with a puff: "My lord, I didn't intend to escape. I only have you in my heart. Someone took me away. I really don't know..."

Shui Rong lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, with a faint gleam in his eyes: "So that's the case. Mr. Wei Dao is so anxious to find him, it's really hard to publicize this matter."

The implication is that it is really not a matter of face for a concubine to elope with someone.

There was a bang in Chunyuhe's head, he didn't understand how things could be like this, but right now, he had no reason to barge in, full of anger, but he could only turn into a slap in the face and slap the concubine: "Bitch!" people!"

This slap was also an admission that the fugitive slave was his concubine.

Yu Qingfang and Shui Rong looked at each other, and Yu Qing said conveniently: "Young Master Chunyu, although the fugitive slave of your mansion has been found, the matter can't go on like this. This king is in charge of Gyeonggi, you are looking for fugitive slaves so much and disturbing the people, this king I have to report the truth to the Holy One! Offended!"

Wu Weiyong's face immediately collapsed when he heard this. This time, he really asked for trouble.

"It's me, Meng Lang!" Although Chunyuhe was arrogant, he still winked. He knew that if the trouble continued at this time, it might bring disaster to his family. What the emperor hates most is the arrogance of his relatives, and there will be great disasters. He couldn't help but sigh: "Northern King and Western King, it's all because of my impatience, Haihan, Haihan!"

"Mr. Chunyu doesn't have to be like this, it's all a misunderstanding." Shui Rong still had a gentle smile on his lips: "However, your mansion's informant seems to be inaccurate."

Chunyuhe forced out a laugh and said yes, full of aggrieved, he led the people away in disgrace.Here Yu Qingfang snorted an ignorant dude, looked at Shui Rong again, smiled pointedly, and said, "But I'm wondering, how come I met that runaway slave from Chunyu Mansion by such a coincidence?"

Shui Rong smiled lightly: "How does this king know! Let's do your errands seriously."

Yu Qingfang is also a smart person, so he didn't ask any more questions, but looked at his bloodless pale face, and said worriedly: "Be careful of your injuries, your complexion is really bad."

"I know the severity." Shui Rong smiled lightly.

Yu Qingfang cupped his hands, turned around and led the people away.

Shui Rong swept his eyes away, and the guards of the palace retreated silently. He breathed a sigh of relief, and called softly: "Miss Lin."

Daiyu hummed, and slowly raised her eyes.Those quiet and deep eyes no longer had the aggressiveness when dealing with people just now. When looking at her, he was neither anxious nor oppressive, gentle like a clear brook under the moon, yet so penetrating that it seemed to be able to penetrate directly into the heart.

Daiyu's mood is a bit complicated, she knows that if he is not here tonight, I am afraid that she will inevitably be imprisoned, but what is the reason for this, he wants to help again and again.

This answer seemed obvious, but it made Daiyu feel conflicted. She instinctively didn't want to reveal it, so she turned her eyes away again.

"Do you have anything to ask?"

Shui Rong looked at her and turned her gaze away lightly, her eyes lowered, a little self-deprecating.To herself, she has always kept a refusal.

Daiyu frowned, then simply nodded calmly: "Yes."

Sighing softly, Shui Rong said: "I also have something to ask you, let's talk in another place."

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