Chapter 321 Slave Family Liang's, Xiaoyong Red Jade
Yanfu Palace.
A group of Zhao Yan's birth prince, the emperor came to Yanfu Palace to say goodbye to Zhao Yan, ready to go out of the palace into the palace of Bohai County, and then go to Qingzhou with Mrs. Song Guo Zhao Fujin.
Zhao Yan's fertility in history is famous.
He originally had 38 princes and 42 queens.
Of course, because he has lost his fundamental ability at this moment, coupled with the previous princes of adults or near adults, or died early, or died of non -life, he was sent away three.
In fact, the prince and queen who now appear in Yanfu Palace has added more than 20 people.
Although there are a lot, but after all ...
Thinking of Zhao Yan's many children, because of the kick of Gao Yi's kick, Wang Lin couldn't help but a little funny.
Wang Lin took Zhao Yan's descendants to Qingzhou.
But this matter is not clear, the court should do not know, or to maintain the basic decentness for the Zhao Song royal family.
Wang Lin quietly stood on one side, looking at this group of most valuable royal sons of the Song Dynasty, which has grown in the deep palace since childhood, there is no half wave in his heart.
They or they were standing at each other, most of them voted to him with fear.
Wang Lin knows that he has become the existence of Cao thief or Dong Zhuo in this deep palace.
But he has no sense of guilt.
This was originally a political exchange.
Zhao Yan used his descendants as a quality to replace his own throne, Wang Lin's peace of mind.
After all, Wang Lin has reached this step, and no hidden danger has been left.
At that time, the words he said on the Dragon Hall, "If I do n’t preserve Wang Lin, there is no need for the Great Song Dynasty."
A beautiful girl who was 11 and a half years old suddenly ran like a little tiger, and took a bite from Wang Lin's arm.
Wang Lin had a little pain, and the god guard behind him was furious, and he pulled up his sword.
A seventeenth and eight -year -old girl was shocked, and immediately took two palace maids to hurriedly came.
She dragged the girl behind her just now, and said uneasily: "King Qi, slavery Ande, is the fourth sister of Maode, the twenty -first sister is young and ignorant, and collides with Qi, please don't blame guilty!"
Zhao Jin's fourth daughter Zhao Jinluo.
And Zhao Fujin is the fifth woman.
The two women are almost the same age.
But the biological mother is different.
Twenty -one sister?
Wang Lin looked at the girl who was still at ease, and seemed to be going to take a bite of the girl, and said lightly: "
Another miserable woman with a lot of fate.
At this moment, she regarded herself as a tiger and wolf, but she didn't know that the real tiger and wolf had not yet appeared. After Jingkang's difficulties, her situation should be one of the worst in Zhao's concubine.
Later, it was easy to escape back to the Southern Song Dynasty, but because she knew that Zhao Gou's mother, Queen Mother Wei ... that is, Wei Ying, in the unbearable past of the Jin Guo, was poisoned by Wei's hand and made a case of true and false Emperor Roufu Emperor Ji.
Wang Lin had an inexplicable mercy in his heart.
He slowly squatted down, looking back at Emperor Roufu Ji Zhao Zhe (Zhao Duofu), sighing: "Roufu Emperor Ji, why bite me?"
Zhao Yan's little mouth tightly pursed: "You are Dong thief, you killed the Prince's brother, Brother Wang, Brother Su Wang ... I also need to take us to the Qingzhou to suffer, I hate you!"
Zhao Jinsheng was afraid that Wang Lin was angry with Zhao Yan, and quickly leaned his hands to cover her mouth.
After all, Wang Lin is now on the royal family. A few days ago, his Majesty Tiger and Wolf Army raged the imperial city and killed a blood flow into a river.
Now provoking Wang Lin, if he wants to kill them, no one can keep his life.
Zhao Huan struggled.
Wang Lin laughed: "His Royal Highness, you might as well let go of His Royal Highness, she is still a child, I will not blame her."
Zhao Huanzheng jumped out, and crispy said angrily: "This palace is not a child, the palace is the Emperor Song!"
Wang Lin looked at her deeply, and said lightly: "His Royal Highness, although you are young, but you will also reach the Cardamom year, you must know something."
"You know that the prince died in my hands, but he tried to usurp the throne and was given to death by the official family. As for the king of Zhao Kai, the rebellion was defeated, and he died of his self -proclaim.
There is no grievance and no revenge ... "
"His Royal Highness is about to rush to Qingzhou. I know no matter what I say, you are resentful, even hate ... Hate me, I don't have a promise to the official family. As long as you are safe, I will protect you for a lifetime.
"
Wang Lin turned and went.
Zhao Jinluo sighed lightly, looking at Wang Linyuan's back, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what thought of floating.
At this age, she must understand that Wang Lin was forced to such a situation step by step.
And she also understands that Zhao Fujin, a younger sister, is in Qingzhou. They should not suffer any bitterness.
The premise is that you can't follow Zhao Shu's dust.
Nympho
In March of Yangchun, Dongfeng is gentle.
The streets and alleys are green willow flowers, Chafang wine restaurant Yingge Yanyan dance.
Wang Lin went out of the palace, and went out of the imperial city to walk to walk. He only took two plain tigers and gods, so he turned to Shili Royal Street and went to his own Qi Wangfu.
The path of Tokyo's most famous brusch Toyo Tower, listening to the people inside, the noisy, Wang Lin stopped and watched for a while, and eventually smiled and left.
I didn't take two steps, but listened to a Jiangnan woman's voice like Huang Ying Li Li on the second floor of Fengle Building: "The slave family Liang's, the small character red jade."
"The slave learns martial arts from an early age, and only dances a sword to punch, riding on horseback, but does not know what Fuqin sings and dances. If the son wants to watch the dancing and listen to the song, let's order her."
A gloomy voice sneered: "Entering the teaching workshop as the prostitute, but not singing and dancing, but also pushing three obstacles, not to serve the sommelier for this son.
The last sense, just then. "
There are two or three male voices coaxing.
Women said: "If the slave family does not sell, if the son wants to be strong, you can ask the sword in the hands of the slave family to promise not to agree."
When I heard this, Wang Lin thought slightly for a while, and turned into Fengle Tower and went straight to the Yajian on the second floor.
The old sister -in -law, who was waiting at the entrance of the second floor, still existed. When I saw that the visitor was young and beautiful, I guess that I do n’t know which son on the son of Quan Guifu, and hurry up to say hello.
She twisted her fat buttocks and laughed, but Wang Lin ignored her, and listened slightly, and followed the Corridor Corridor to walk to the innermost elegant room along the street.
Lao Xunzi twisted his waist and pursued his hips, and accompanied him: "Tiandi No. 2, now there is a noble man who is wrapped, and the idlers must not be good at entering. How about the slave?"
Wang Lin's footsteps stopped and said lightly: "Which nobleman?"
The old son laughed and lowered his voice: "The relatives of Qi Wangfu ... Son, this can not be provoked."
Wang Lin stunned.
On his house? ...
In addition to a few servants and envoys on his house, that is, Zhao Fujin temporarily lived, where do you come from?
Wang Lin frowned and pushed in directly.
The first thing that came into view was a woman, about 17 or eight years old.
The eyebrows are picturesque, and the eyes are sinking like a star. There is Zhang Xiaoxiao's mouth under the small bridge of the nose.
As soon as she was in red, she held a short sword in her hand and looked up at Wang Lin.
The two were in a hurry, but listened to the bang. A Jinyi boy Huo Ran stood up, and he was angry and said: "Good thief, dare to break through the elegant room of his son! Come, drive him out!"
Wang Lin left Liang Hongyu, looking at the frustrated Jinyi boy.
This person's face is also beautiful, but his lips are thin, pale, and an excessive wine.
There are two other teenagers who are almost the same years next to him, one blue clothes, and a Tsing Yi, not a Confucian shirt, but a strong dress.
Wang Lin frowned and said faintly: "Who are you?"
Jinyi teenager stayed.
He didn't expect that the man in front of him was so rude that he asked him "Who are you?", He laughed so angry.
However, he invited the guests here today, and he didn't want to give birth.
Seeing that Lao Zi had already come in and laughed, he snorted coldly, signaled that the old sister -in -law hurriedly took away this person, so as not to disturb his guests.
Lao Zizi repeatedly smiled, but Wang Lin pretended not to hear. If it wasn't for the old man's "relatives of Qi Wangfu", he was really too lazy to ignore the bad things of these Tokyo dumplings -of course, he would still be in Liang Hongyu.
Come.
He did not know if the Liang's red jade was the famous female general Liang Hongyu in later generations, and Han Shizhong's wife.
"You are the people of Jiangnan Jingkou, and the father and brother are all military generals.
Wang Lin still looked at Liang Hongyu.
Liang Hongyu was obviously a little wrong, and he bowed and blessed: "The slaves are the people of Jingkou, and the father and brother are general in Jiangnan, but they are not led by Fang La Min chaos, but ..."
Liang Hongyu gritted his teeth: "The slave father, the brother is greedy for a while, the greedy ink army, to carry the crime of being asked by the court, and then the slave entered the teaching workshop."
Wang Lin nodded slowly, looking at Liang Hongyu deeply.
The experience of origin is slightly different, but it should be the Liang Hongyu.
At this time, the Jinyi teenager, as the master, was so angry that he couldn't hold back.
He did not expect that the person who broke in, instead of retreating, he stabbed the beautiful prostitute Liang's eyebrows that he spent money invited by him, as if it was an old consciousness?
He was the sister -in -law of Zheng Kang, Zheng Shi, who was the Huainan Army. Zheng Shi.
How noble in Huainan. Even if you come to Tokyo, your identity is extraordinary.
Unexpectedly, the guest was invited, and the noble guests arrived, so the trouble came.
The two teenagers next to him were his followers, the children of the Huainan Army, a Peng Jun, a single spring.
At this moment, when I saw my son angered the son, he got up and scolded the old sister -in -law twice.
The old son sighed, glanced at Wang Lin, and smiled bitterly: "Son, don't be difficult for slaves, please leave, otherwise, the slaves have to send someone ..."
Although she guessed that Wang Lin had a good identity and was worried about hitting the nobleman, she opened the door to do business. The Yajie was not easy to mess with. How could she hesitate again.
The old man's voice did not fall, and a young man in his early twenties in the blue Confucian shirt walked in. He also followed the two eyebrows with two eyebrows.
Zheng Shi laughed at his face, and immediately left Wang Lin, greeted him and bowed deeply: "See you, Brother!"
The coming people smiled with a shelf: "Zheng Gongzi is polite, and when he enters Beijing for the first time, he doesn't go to my Han family as a guest?"
Wang Lin just added the title of the master. It is not a real job.