A foolish king has a disease, a male concubine has medicine

Dark silk threads were outlined on the brown robes. Although the embroidery on the clothes was not complicated, Zhong Linghuai was the son of the prime minister after all. How could one not see that although the butler's clothes were very plain, the texture was comparable to that of Zhang Daoqing who was standing aside. Good too much.

Zhang Daoqing, Zhong Linghuai had heard of Zhang Daoqing before, and he was considered popular in the mansion. Since this is the case, the material of his clothes is naturally the best among all the servants, but the material of the housekeeper's clothes has to catch up with Lin Chishuang By the way, there is probably a lot of oil and water in this mansion.

After thinking about it for a while, he called the person standing beside him.

"Brother Daoqing, can you listen to me?"

Zhang Daoqing, who was suddenly named by his concubine, subconsciously glanced at his lord, seeing that he didn't say much, and was eating the snack in front of him, he listened to his order in a low voice.

After taking a few mouthfuls casually, he got up and straightened the blue clothes on his body, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, looking like a kind scholar, with a slight smile on his crimson lips, Fuyi sat beside Lin Chishuang, seeing him After eating greasy things, he picked up a mouthful of untouched vegetarian porridge.

After putting it on his lips to cool it down, he just handed it over, "Chi Shuang, drink some plain porridge to relieve the tiredness, and I will invite you to watch a play, okay?"

The curly hair in the early morning, after some walking, a few strands of crow hair hang down on the sideburns, a pair of phoenix eyes look long, it adds a bit of romance, Zhong Linghuai is not bad at all, with this appearance, coupled with the fact that few people Calling him by his first name made Lin Chi Shuang take a sip of the porridge handed over to him in a strange way.

The bowl of porridge suddenly bottomed out, and Zhang Daoqing put what he found on the table.

Zhong Linghuai looked calm, with water rippling in his eyes, casually took the handkerchief handed over by the maid, and gently wiped the porridge stains on Lin Chishuang's lips.

Lin Chishuang let Zhong Linghuai be busy, but closed his long and narrow eyes, squatting obediently, looking at everything, and seeing the things in the box brought by Zhang Daoqing, he felt a little bit clear, and said softly Asked, "When can I watch the show?"

"Brother Daoqing, why don't you tell me, what did the butler do?" Then he squeezed out a few certificates for making clothes. In the early years, Zhong Linghuai also had a little understanding of the palm feeding for his younger sister. Seeing that his talent is not well-known, his memory is not bad. Now that he thinks about it carefully, since he still remembers clearly.

"I'm stupid, I don't know what the concubine said?" Zhang Daoqing probably knew that Zhong Linghuai wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, so he held it in his palm, but he was not afraid of hurting his own hand with this knife.

"Princess, since the prince was injured, the affairs of the palace, big and small, have been managed by his subordinates. If you wrong your subordinates at will, even if your subordinates risk their lives, they will definitely go to the emperor's house." Seek justice over there." When Wang Hai saw the box, his heart was pounding, and he was very restless, but he just remembered that no matter how strong Zhong Linghuai was, he was a useless person without his mother's support. Stupid, not liked by the emperor, and with the protection of the third prince behind him, he calmed down and confronted Zhong Linghuai.

"Zhang Daoqing, if you can't talk about him, then you are the one who went out today. If you can talk about him, this concubine is a prince carrying a sedan chair, married by a bright matchmaker, and a housekeeper of a mere palace, so I can arrange it for you. " Putting the voucher of the Golden Thread Clothes Workshop into Zhang Daoqing's hands, he raised his eyebrows lightly, and the meaning behind his words was obvious.

In Prince Yuan's Mansion, in Yingyue Building, there was a person sitting in front of the embroidered window, tea was boiling on the small table in front of him, the green smoke was lingering, it was hard to see clearly, he held the book behind his back to disperse the smoke, the young man looked very handsome , the warmth is hard to hold, the face of Hua is as cold as jade, who else can this person be besides Zhong Linghuai who has just dealt with Wang Hai.

Seeing that none of the servants around entered the room, Su shook his hand, and the book fell to the ground. When he picked it up again, there was a piece of letter paper that Zhong Weiqing stuffed in his arms that day.

Poured out the Biluochun in the celadon bowl, folded the paper strips and put them inside, poured half a bowl of water, added the freshly boiling tea soup on the small table, and swallowed it in several mouthfuls.

Fortunately, the paper softened and was still easy to swallow.

Zhong Linghuai stayed in Yingyue Tower all day, firstly because he wanted not to attract attention, and secondly because it was not good to be with a fool all the time. If Lin Chishuang is not stupid, then he is not Give people an opportunity to connect with others?

Why did he take action to punish Wang Hai?Isn't it to make a good impression in front of Lin Chishuang, to prove that he is still a useful person and not a waste.

In the study, Zhang Daoqing stood upright beside Lin Chishuang, with a graceful and meticulous figure.

In the pen container containing the wolf hair, there is an inexplicably extra volume of ruler, and the silk cloth is carefully removed, and the pattern of jade huang is imprinted on it.

There are four characters written under the pattern, "no trace to be found".

"It seems that this jade huang is indeed just an ordinary precious thing. Prime Minister Zhong has been upright all his life, and he is afraid that it is the best thing, so he gave it to Mr. Zhong." Zhang Daoqing did not dare to say the word "wangfei" for fear of being careless. , making my master displeased.

"I don't realize it," Lin Chishuang thought of Zhong Weiqing's expression that day, there must be some secret hidden behind this jade huang that the world doesn't know.Thinking of Zhong Linghuai asking Zhang Daoqing to snatch the royal family's middle income during the day, he said, "Send him all the accounts in the mansion, it's quite courageous, and even directly moved Lin Ruzhou's people."

"Mr. Zhong is indeed intelligent, and he is indeed bold in his dangerous tactics. If this person is a friend, it is fine, but if he is an enemy, then the Lord has to be careful."

With light lips, a beautiful face, and a faint smile, there is no one in the world who can catch the eye. "If it's a friend, what's the point of raising a famous princess in this huge palace? If it's an enemy, then kill him, my lord." The lives of his subordinates are countless, so how can Zhong Linghuai be missed."

Lin Chi's color is unparalleled, probably only those around him can see such a normal prince with such an indescribable appearance.

In an instant, the moonlight spread all over the floor, and the lights in Yingyue Tower were turned on, illuminating the coldness of the room. The tea table was removed and replaced with a long, low table made of pear wood. There was a pile of tall ledgers on the case, and Zhong Linghuai had a headache looking at the trivial entries, so he simply started another way, took a new book that had never been written, and reorganized it. It's good to see these messy bookkeeping.

Thinking that Zhong Linghuai is a person who should have a scalpel, and now he is going to settle accounts for others, Zhong Linghuai thinks again, if he knew that he would travel through time, he would learn a major in Chinese medicine or literature, but now he is not good at it.

"Squeak." There was an old sound from the red-painted wooden door.

Years under attack Han Geer sorting out

"What's the matter again?" Zhong Linghuai thought it was a girl who came to urge him to eat again, so he didn't look back, the pen in his hand was still counting the accounts, the handwriting was neat and small, not like a big family, but he had a sense of Xiaojiabiyu.