If Zhao Yan did not go to Zhujiazhen, he was afraid that the old man would be peeled by the angry Zhu Boping.
Moreover, Zhu Xi has already returned home first. At that time, the spearhead of the Zhu family will inevitably point to Zhu Xi.
Zhao Yan got up and stretched his waist, reached out to pat the shoulder of Yue Fei.
"You can cultivate for a while, when to go to Yizhou, your own decision is."
Yue Fei is very grateful to Zhao Yan's unconditional trust. It is his honor to play for this master.
Zhao Yan stayed with Yuefei in the house to raise injuries, with Changfu, and was ready to go to the family meeting of the Zhu family.
After a few steps, Zheng Qingyun's shouts came from behind.
"Lord, wait for me, I will go too."
Zhao Yan turned around and looked at it.
Wearing elegant Zheng Qingyun on weekdays, at this time, he changed into a luxurious robe. He was white, and the wide water showed with the wind. Under the sun, he exudes a faint luster.
Although there is no grade in this clothes, there are no dozens of silver, and they can't get it.
Zhao Yan couldn't help watching: "Qingyun, you are ..."
Feeling Zhao Yan's stunning eyes, Zheng Qingyun's face was red, and he answered shame: "Sister said, although the slave family has not married into the palace, she cannot lose face to the palace."
"Wait ... when to marry into the palace, then set up a clothing, first wear this robe first, and just take it."
Although Zheng Qingyun was a lady of the official residence, after all, she was a small place. Where can I wear such expensive clothes?
She seemed very cherished. Two small hands always grabbed the hem on both sides of the thigh, for fear that it would be drooping to the ground.
Zheng Qingyun, who was so gentle as water. At this time, it seemed as warm as "white clouds".
When I think of the beauty in front of her, it is her own woman. Zhao Yan involuntarily ... I was excited.
However, considering that there was formal, Zhao Yan had to suppress his thoughts and guilty: "Blame me too!"
"You came to Wangfu for so long, but even a decent clothes did not give you to do it."
"Still the princess wants to be available."
Since the Zhu family in the Zhu family, Zheng Qingyun tried to maintain Zhu Xi, and Zhu Xi's attitude towards Zheng Qingyun has become more gentle and gentle. He has regarded Zheng Qingyun as his sister and sister.
Zhu Xi can think of a robe for Zheng Qingyun, Zhao Yan naturally feels relieved.
Zheng Qingyun bit his thin lips and whispered: "Wang Ye doesn't have to blame himself, just wear the slave family."
"Wang Ye can rescue the slave family from the teaching workshop, and take the slave family as the pearl on the palm of the palm. The slave family is grateful to the nose zero.
Zhao Yan smiled with a heart, holding Zheng Qingyun's cool little hand directly.
This action made Zheng Qingyun's body tremble slightly.
If you change to Zhu Xi, you will have opened Zhao Yan in a slap, but Zheng Qingyun, who is gentle and moist, did not refuse Zhao Yan's "offense".
Zhao Yan held Zheng Qingyun's little hand, holding her, and walking on the street without fear.
Fortunately, Zhao Yan is the prince, and the common people of the civilians do not dare to look directly at him. Even if there are some officials of the officials, they never dare to point out in front of Zhao Yan's face.
"Yo, it is indeed the King of Ding. Under the day of light, it turned out to be pulled with the woman, and it was so bold and bold!"
"So what if you are bold? Go up and scold him!"
"Scold him? Do you dare? He can twist off your head and kick it like a ball."
"Haha, don't talk about flirting and strutting around. Even if he hugs you from one side to the other, so what? Who makes him a prince? He is also the most violent and crazy prince in the Song Dynasty."
"What about the eldest grandson of the Zhu family? Wasn't he slapped in public by King Ding? His teeth were almost knocked out, but he didn't even dare to fart."
"Zhu Chun was even chopped down by King Ding."
"I can't believe that the useless loser in the past has become so manic now. He is like a ferocious beast that drinks blood from his hair!"
"The Song Dynasty is weak and should be more animalistic!"
"Yes, I heard that King Ding has been entrusted with the title of knowing the affairs of Yizhou. He will inevitably have to confront the Jin people in the future. Even the Jin people will probably be afraid of King Ding's three points by then, right? Hahaha!"
Listening to the comments around him, Zhao Huan still held his head high and went his own way. Zhao Huan just liked these people to see him unhappy, but they couldn't get rid of his depressed look.
Just at this moment, a faint wailing sound floated into Zhao Huan's ears.
Zhao Huan subconsciously looked towards the alley next to him, and saw several figures dragging a woman and hurriedly disappeared deep into the alley.
Zhao Huan frowned: "How dare you rob a civilian girl in broad daylight?"
Chang Fu, who was on the side, replied with a complicated expression: "Recently... this kind of activity is not uncommon."
Zhao Huan's brows furrowed even deeper: "How do you say that?"
Changfu had a brainless look on his face: "Since the prince took control of the Jiaofang Division, all the singers have been selling their skills rather than selling themselves. This has... caused a lot of trouble for the dignitaries in the city."
Changfu deliberately dragged out the word "bitter" in a long way, hinting to Zhao Huan that if a chicken doesn't urinate, everyone has his own way. Without the stable source of "skin and flesh" like Jiaofangsi, the powerful people in the city will naturally
Find another way.
This kind of thing is not supposed to be under the control of Zhao Huan, but rather the responsibility of Kaifeng Prefect Zhao Shiyan.
"What does Zhao Shiyan do for food?"
Seeing Zhao Huan's ugly face, Changfu smiled bitterly and sighed: "My lord, I don't know. Most of these women are poor women who have been sold by the local government."
"The powerful people in the capital cannot be robbed, but sold by force."
"There is a sales contract, and it's not easy for Zhao Fuyin to control it."
What kind of nonsense is this? What is the difference between forced selling and robbery? The golden man's knife is almost to his neck. How can these so-called bullshit rich and powerful have the intention to do such a dirty thing!
Zhao Huan wants to take charge!
"Changfu, go see what's going on and make a quick decision so as not to delay the Zhu family."
Now that Zhao Huan had spoken, Chang Fu naturally ran into the alley without hesitation.
At the end of the alley is the back door of the Liu family, a prominent family in the city.
Changfu knocked three times, and a thief popped out along the crack in the door.
"Who!"
As a result, before the servant could see the person clearly, he felt his hair being grabbed by the other party, and then his eyes were spinning and he was kicked away.
Changfu kicked open the back door and broke into the yard, only to be stunned.
The back door may not be facing the backyard... it may also be the training ground...
Dozens of nursing home servants were practicing martial arts. When Changfu barged in, the atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward for a while.
Seeing that the servants had begun to gather around, Changfu stepped back and said with a smile, "Brothers, you continue to practice, I'm just exploring the way."
The nurse who took the lead frowned and glared, and shouted angrily: "You're on your ancestor's head?!"