Those years of fast-wearing and paranoid teasing each other

The two maids knew how to read the master's face. Yang Fengyun found a step for herself, and the two maids immediately built the entire ladder along the way and helped Yang Fengyun down.

"Yes, yes, it's better to be rich and smart."

"It's good to take wealth with you."

"It's still the young master who is thoughtful!"

"Red Jade is here to bring wealth!"

"Go quickly, don't waste time!"

Hongyu went down in response, walked a few steps, then came back and said to Qin Jinsheng: "Go down and rest first, I will ask the kitchen to save meat for you later, you can smell it yourself."

Hongyu actually wanted to call out "fool", but seeing Qin Jincheng like this, she couldn't say anything, and finally could only cough clear, blushing and tugged at the corner of Qin Jincheng's clothes, saying: "I'm talking to you What! Do you hear me?"

Qin Jincheng looked away from Yang Fengyun, and confirmed in his heart that the protagonist Shou was not reborn, he should simply feel that taking him out to gain face, now he finds that taking him to the palace banquet will not only not gain face, but also compare himself , so immediately gave up the idea.

It’s better to give up, if you go to the palace banquet with the protagonist, you may really have a chance to see the members of the royal family, but if something happens in the palace at night, they will be the first people to check. .

Qin Jincheng has to visit the palace to find someone tonight, and he doesn't want to waste time.

Thinking of this, Qin Jincheng turned around and left.

Seeing that Qin Jinsheng was going in the wrong direction, Hongyu hurriedly said, "Hey! The guest room is not over there!"

"Hongyu, let him go, you quickly call Fugui, we are leaving." Yang Fengyun urged again.

Soon, Yang Fengyun took two maids and a servant, got into the carriage, and rushed to the palace banquet under the envious eyes of others.

But what they didn't know was that as soon as they left, Qin Jincheng followed.

The emperor of the Wu Kingdom hosted a banquet for all the major merchants in the country on the day of the Moon Sacrifice Festival. What is its real purpose? I don’t know for the time being, and Qin Jinsheng is not interested in knowing, but the Moon Festival is a special festival after all, and the Wu Emperor held a big banquet again. , Presumably the princes, princes, and concubines in the harem should all come.

Since the royal family of the Wu Kingdom has the surname Wen, if Wen Yunlin is really in this world, he should be a member of the royal family in all likelihood.

Qin Jincheng also tried to find Wen Yunlin's name in the plot given by System A, but unfortunately things backfired. The main perspective of this plot is on the protagonist Shou. Although the protagonist Gong is the third prince, the plot does not involve much political affairs and tactics. The length of the novel is also very limited. Every time the third prince appears, he is taking the emotional line with the protagonist, playing sadomasochism to the extreme, mixing knives and sugar into one pot.

Therefore, even if Qin Jincheng read it carefully, he couldn't pick out even Wen Yunlin's name from the text.

I can't find it in the plot I have now, so Qin Jincheng can only go to the palace banquet to find it.

System A hesitated and said, "Host, what if you didn't find it at the palace banquet?"

Qin Jincheng: "I have a mouth, I can ask."

System A: "...But, what if people don't want to talk about it?"

Qin Jincheng: "Is life more important, or is a name more important?"

System A: "..." I suddenly felt so stupid.

How could I think that a lunatic would honestly seek out someone for information?The lunatic must hold a knife to someone's neck to "seek" news!

Qin Jincheng originally wanted to stay on the roof of the palace to eavesdrop, but found that there were many men in black squatting on the roof of the palace. Seeing how they squatted on the roof of the palace, Qin Jincheng guessed that most likely it was the Emperor Wu. Raised dark guards.

So Qin Jincheng could only catch a few lonely ghosts, burn a few sticks of incense for them, offer some cakes, vegetables and fruits for the moon festival, and finally burn some paper money for them, and promised to burn them separately afterwards Go for two outfits.

The wild ghosts readily agreed, honestly asked Qin Jincheng to write on their foreheads and behind their ears, and then wandered around the palace according to Qin Jincheng's request.

This is equivalent to a multi-camera live broadcast. Even if Qin Jincheng is lying on a big tree in the distance, he can still see everything that happened in the palace.

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The time turned back to the morning, and after saying goodbye to Qin Jinsheng, the boy in white immediately ran to the end of the East Street, walked several turns in the alley, and finally turned to the back of the East Street, which is also the suburb of the palace wall.

There has been no one to take care of the outside of the palace wall here for a while. Weeds are overgrown. Some of the weeds that grow well are as tall as half a person. Almost invisible.

But these weeds couldn't block the young man's sight. He quickly came to one of them, skillfully brushed aside the weeds, and then pushed away a big stone, revealing the hole in the wall that was hidden under the stone.

The boy carefully looked around behind him again, and after confirming that no one was following him, he pushed away the stone on the other side of the hole in the wall, the cat got in, and put the stone back in front of the wall back to its original position.

Although there are no weeds in the wall, it is facing a big tree.

This old tree has grown for more than a year, and it grows very tall and strong. It takes at least three people to hug it. The roots are also intertwined, clinging to stones.

After the boy got in through the hole in the wall, he immediately blocked the stone, put the broken tree root on it, and pressed other stones to cover the hole. .

The movements are so skillful that it seems that they have done it more than once.

Unfortunately, at this moment, there was a voice approaching from far away, and it sounded like the laughter of the court ladies.

Today is the Moon Sacrifice Festival, the emperor held a banquet in the palace, and the people in the upper and lower palaces in the palace were busy, even in remote places on weekdays, occasionally people would walk by quickly.

The boy paused, and immediately hid behind the tree, waited for the maids to pass by, and then walked out cautiously. After confirming that there was no one around, he patted the dust on his body, adjusted his clothes, and walked along with those who passed by just now. Walk in the direction of the maid.

Soon, the boy arrived outside a crimson palace.

It was just noon at this time, and the sun shone on the golden glazed tiles, as if radiating a piece of brilliance, scorching and dazzling. There was a plaque hanging on the tall vermilion gate, with three words written from left to right—Lingyun Palace.

When the young man walked up the steps, the guards guarding the gate had already knelt down on one knee: "See His Highness the Eleventh!"

Teenager: "Pingshen."

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

The voices of the palace guards were loud, and soon there were maids in the palace warmly rushing over, and they all came to pay their respects.

Boy: "Brother Huang, are you awake?"

A court lady who was obviously dressed more luxuriously than others said: "Return to Your Highness, His Highness Ninth Prince is reviewing the book."

The boy raised his legs and walked towards the study.

On the way to the study, you have to pass through a small garden. The palace looks luxurious on the outside, but the inside is deserted. The few palace people who appeared at the door just now seem to be everyone in the whole palace.

The young man came to the door of the study with familiarity, knocked on the door meaningfully, and pushed the door open.

The voice was faster than pushing the door: "Brother Huang!"

The door was pushed open, and a faint fragrance lingered over. When the young man closed the door, the fragrance was trapped inside the door.

An incense burner was burning in the study room, and the green smoke was curling up. There was a man sitting beside the desk on the west side. Xiangyun.

A few shattered rays of light came down from the hollow carved wooden window, falling on the upper man, mottled phantoms, just as the wind passed by, the sunlight that fell in the house became flickering due to the tree shadows, and the winding incense burner The green smoke that rises seems to flow slowly with the sound of the wind, and the fragrance is stronger.

As the young man smelled the fragrance, his eyes gradually turned red.

Because he knew very well that the person in front of him burned such a strong incense, not because he liked it, but to cover up the lingering smell of medicine on his body.

"Brother Huang..." the young man called out again, then stepped closer and sat down opposite the man, "Brother Huang, I brought you something good!"

The man closed the book, his eyes fell on the boy, "Have you gone outside the palace?"

Boy: "What's wrong with going outside the palace? Outside the palace is so much fun, much more fun than these golden cages!"

The man smiled helplessly: "If the queen mother finds out, it's time to punish you again."

The young man: "My mother's knife is bean curd heart. It sounds loud when you hit someone, but it doesn't hurt." The young man took out a tightly wrapped cloth bag from his pocket as he spoke. It was almost ripped out by a group of thieves.

Thinking of the hardships of the journey, the young man felt very sad, and the action of opening the cloth bag became very solemn: "Brother Emperor, I brought this back to you from outside the palace after all the hard work!"

The final layer opens to reveal the encased... pastry crumbs...

The boy obviously brought all kinds of cakes, red, purple, yellow, and white, so when they were broken together, they looked... very colorful.

juvenile:"……"

man:"……"

The young man laughed dryly: "Haha, this was just an accident, and there's still..."

Before the words fell, as the interlayer of the cloth bag was opened, the oiled paper bag inside was taken out, and the red fruit inside was also exposed. The red fruit was wrapped in a layer of syrup, and Dongmugen could be vaguely seen on it. Obviously, they are candied haws rolled off a wooden stick.

The wooden signature is not easy to hold, so the boy can only take off the candy on it, put it in oiled paper, and wrap it into a pile.

He obviously bought a lot and packed a lot, so when these fruits were squashed, they were still the size of two fists, and they were quite heavy to hold.

"This... this... Brother Emperor... I have obviously brought it many times before, although there are some crushed ones, but there will not be so many..." Not only many, but basically all of them were crushed and crushed .

Before the boy opened the cloth bag, he had a good idea to pick the crushed ones to satisfy his gluttony. If the ones were well preserved, he would try them out for Brother Huang. Now that they are good, he ruined them all.

The young man wanted to cry but had no tears: "Brother Huang, listen to my explanation!"

"Well, explain." The man picked up a small piece of red cake crumbs and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste spread instantly between his lips and teeth, as if it could really fade away the bitter taste of medicine.