Chapter Thirty-Seven: Spring Breeze and All Nations Flowers
The little girl was so frightened that her face turned pale and her legs and feet became weak. In the past, with the old prince's weird temper, the happier he was, the more the servants in the palace had to suffer. The more unhappy he was, the easier it was for him.
"My lord, please spare my life. I was wrong. I was wrong. I shouldn't have told the truth."
He saw the little girl kowtow and confess her guilt, and then saw Butler Huang yelling at someone to drag her out and beat her with ten sticks. While the old butler with a crooked mouth deliberately yelled loudly, he also looked at the ferocious servants from time to time.
He winked secretly.
These people are smart, understand things tacitly, and understand instantly.
His Highness the Crown Prince is back, and the old prince’s words have become nonsense again. This family law must still be enforced, but it must be beaten with a board. Don’t dare to hit the flesh raw, if you really want to beat this close girl to His Highness the Crown Prince
If it goes bad and offends His Royal Highness, the old prince will receive a few punches at most, but they will be killed.
The old prince Luo Cheng had no idea. At this moment, his status in the palace had plummeted. He immediately glared at Butler Huang and cursed, are you so old that your ears are deaf? This king wants you to reward him heavily.
What do you want to do and rebel?
"Your Majesty, where are you?"
"You idiot, this girl provided me with such important information. She must be heavily rewarded!" The old prince Luo Cheng gave him a kick immediately, turned to the girl and comforted him, "Come on, don't be afraid."
From now on, you will be my king’s golden spy beside the crown prince. Do you know what a spy is?
Seeing the little girl nodding her head in understanding, she shook her head in panic.
Ye Yan couldn't bear to say, "My lord, I want you to tell the truth from now on. If His Highness the Crown Prince has any trouble, please report it to your lord in a timely manner."
The old prince Luo Cheng chuckled twice and gave Ye Yan a thumbs up with satisfaction.
The girl was stunned. Soon, she came to her senses and muttered, "Doesn't that mean you want me to be a traitor? I don't dare. Your Highness will have to beat me to death. He hates traitors the most."
The old prince Luo Cheng's face fell instantly and he snorted coldly, "Butler Huang, drag... drag him out to punish the family. I am so angry."
The girl panicked again, looked aggrieved, and timidly said, "I'll try... try."
"That's pretty much it. Reward her with ten taels of silver."
The old prince lamented to Ye Yan again with a look of fear on his face and said, It's over. The old beggar must have taught him the dog-beating stick technique. Soon he stamped his feet again and said, No, no. I have to prepare.
.You must never fight an unprepared battle in the future. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be invincible in every battle. Little girl, my future life depends on you.
When he ran out of the yard like a madman, the girl weighed the money in her hand and giggled happily, it turns out that money is so easy to earn.
Ye Yan was angry, you are a little money fan, how dare you be a traitor.
"I'm not that stupid. Haha, I'm a double traitor."
Ye Yan rolled his eyes, this girl was hopeless.
...
The big devil rolled out of bed and caught Jiang Shan, a leopard waiting by the door with a flattering look on his face. He hugged him affectionately and said with a smile, you, a flower thief, are going to kill this young master. Go to the spring breeze.
building!
Jiang Shan flicked his flower-twisting fingers and said, "That's not stealing flowers, it's flower-twisting... flower-twisting."
"You still pick on your sister, you think this young master doesn't know your character. Tell me quickly, young master, how many young girls and widows have you harmed in the past three years since I left? Come on!" said the big devil who was in a good mood.
, kicked him in the butt.
Jiang Shan covered his buttocks with one hand and exaggeratedly cried out in pain while licking his face and said, "How can we call it a disaster? That's called pity, that's called love and we're willing, that's called the beauty of an adult and relieving someone's needs. Young Master, please get rid of me earlier."
Sister, please accept it. My sister's admiration for you is like a surging river, and you must be the whip to stop it.
The two boys nearby covered their faces and rolled their eyes. They had never seen such shameless people.
"Get lost. The rabbit isn't eating the grass beside its nest, so what do you think the young master is?"
But Luo Yidao quickly put his arms around him and listened with great interest to his vivid description of his wonderful adventures over the years.
The hatred in the big devil's heart. In three years, he has missed so many flowers and moons, taking advantage of this damn guy.
When he got out of the door, Jiang Shan grabbed the money bag that was still warm from the hand of the golden leopard Qian Yu, followed the big devil with a bang, yelled at several Beishan guards, and went straight to Chunfeng Tower.
Beishanguan.
Wu Qing, the eunuch of the Supervisory Army, heard that the big demon king was back. He turned pale with fright and was at a loss. "Here, is he back now? No, it was three years as promised? So soon?"
He wandered around the house several times in a daze, stamping his feet and yelling at his little eunuch, "What are you still doing? Hurry up and hide all the gold and silver treasures of the Sa family. The farther away you are, the better."
The little brat dug him out.
Since three years ago, he was rushed into the house by the big devil Luo Yidao and robbed him, he has been left with serious sequelae. Every time he was greedy for a sum of money, he had to hold a few taels of silver in his hand before he could sleep.
With.
That little beast is cruel.
He was even more ruthless than the land scrapper. He just drank a few more drinks at Zuixianlou and stole his limelight. He said that the Sa family was a corrupt official, and brought Beishan Wei to raid the Sa family's home. Here.
Outside and outside, everything was collected by him, including a large hammock made of golden sandalwood clouds and cranes that he had carefully customized. He also dragged away the Taihu stone rockery brought from the south of the Yangtze River, and even the hammock in his hand
He broke off all the jade rings on his fingers and took them off.
He said that he wanted to use it to sell the money to help him atone for his sins and compensate the orphans and widows who had been abused by him.
"Mother Xipi, why do the Sa family bully orphans and widowed mothers? The Sa family only has a melon rind, a white fox body, and a cat-like face. How have they ever liked rouge and gouache! The Sa family doesn't even have that stuff! It's obvious.
It's a frame-up! Let the Sa family support him."
"My princess, when will you be able to marry into this palace? If you don't come, I won't even be able to get ahead!"
Roda heard his movement, crossed her legs, and said with a smile, His Highness the Crown Prince still has a way to deal with these old things. They are all the porters of His Highness the Crown Prince. Damn it, deserve it! Let this old guy like you be greedy. God will not accept it.
You, haha, there is a big devil coming to collect you.
But I was thinking that when His Highness the Crown Prince returned, he would have to pay a visit both emotionally and rationally. Otherwise, with the temper of the old prince, I would probably neglect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and there would be dozens of military sticks. When I thought of the old prince’s military sticks,
His old wound was so painful that he grinned. The old prince had always been friendly to outsiders and cruel to his own family. That leopard scurrying around the Crown Prince caused so many troubles. I had never seen him touch the board, but instead ran more and more.
The more arrogant.
Whenever they meet, they always rack their brains and try every possible means to get him to pay for His Highness the Crown Prince with his own money, which is even more outrageous than that of the robber and bandit. Not only did he not get anything good for the money he paid, but he also got stinked with shit. That golden leopard
Qian Yu was even more unreasonable. Whoever paid for it would go with him to wipe the ass of His Highness the Crown Prince.
...
Cloud Inn.
In the warm pavilion upstairs, incense was floating, and the stove was roaring. In the firelight, two little faces with bright eyes were reflected. Qin Mian slowly boiled the mountain spring, and when the white mist rolled in the copper pot, he smelled the tea.
Warming the pot, filling the tea to moisten it, and after a while of "Meng Chen dripping with water, the spring breeze blowing on his face, pouring high and low, Guan Gong patrolling the city, and Han Xin ordering troops", the girl in front of him brightened up and stretched out her sleeves.
Picking up the Xiangyun Ruyi Purple Sand Pocket Small Guest Cup, I saw that the soup had a suitable color, just like amber, and I secretly applauded in my heart. Then I moved it between my nose and lips, sniffing or sucking, and my red phoenix eyes were slightly half-squinted, as if I was intoxicated.
The Taoist meditating. After a while, he said happily, "It's beautiful when you serve it, but the fragrance remains after you swallow it. Good tea, good work."
Qin Mian put down the master's cup in his hand and sighed slightly, these Beishan people are good at everything, but they are rough. Most of them drink tea from big bowls and eat meat with big mouthfuls. Like these trails, they always think that these things are too rough.
Too fancy and meaningless.
The girl smiled sweetly and said, I have heard this in Kyoto. My father once said that Beishan had been fighting for ten years, so the people should have had no means of living, no choice of food when hungry, and no choice of clothes if they were cold. But Beishan was not poor, and on the contrary it was not much better than Jiangnan.
.Business travelers traveling from south to north, mountain delicacies from the Northeast, cattle and sheep from the North, salt and copper from Xishu, tea products from Yunshan, rouge and perfume from the south... Most of them trade here, and those who go out from Beishan
Luxurious nobles and children from rich families abound. They all wear gold and silver and live extravagantly, but at heart they are vulgar and despicable. They are afraid that others will look down upon them. Therefore, whatever is sought after by Kyoto, they will try to imitate others.
However, nine times out of ten, you only see its skin and not its essence. And his temper is like a fierce horse, with clear love and hate. If you are kind to him, he will be eager to stab you in both sides. Therefore, Beishan is a martial artist.
The writing is light but the charlatanism is very strong.
"Haha, your father is very human! He sees so clearly. No one can compare to the slave family." Qin Mian held the cup to refill the tea. His almond-shaped eyes pretended to be indifferent, but they became more solemn, and he made several more guesses about the girl in front of him.
"A greasy uncle who complains all day long. He is used to finding fault with others. He doesn't like everyone." The girl smoothed the bangs hanging down from her forehead and casually brushed the long, ink-like hair that fell on her thin shoulders.
Behind the neck, which is as white as snow, there is a hint of sadness between the frown between the eyebrows.
Qin Mian asked casually, is the girl from Prince Qin's palace?
The girl stared at her for a moment, the corners of her mouth slightly raised with a hint of ridicule and dissatisfaction, and she habitually leaned her petite body towards the chair behind her. Do you think too highly of me? I am just a loyal person.
The messenger.
A flash of light flashed in Qin Mian's eyes, and he sneered, if all the messengers in the world were as chic and charming as the girl, I'm afraid that the great devil Luo Yidao would definitely give up that worthless thing and return it.
The prince-in-law, who had his hands and feet tied, went to work as a clerk at the inn without stopping.
The girl held down the sword at her waist, with a bit of embarrassment on her face, but she quickly put down the sword in her hand, straightened her body, pretending to be indifferent, and said lightly, "I am like this too."
I think the Prince Consort is worthless.
Then he teased again, saying that if my sister cares so much about asking for trouble, could it be that she, like the woman from Beishan, has fallen into his evil ways.
Before Qin Mian could reply, she stood up abruptly, lifted the tea table in front of her, cupped her hands and said, "Tell that young boy of yours that I will come to pick up the letter in three days. Say goodbye."
Qin Mian never expected that she would be so aloof and fierce. He hurriedly passed the overturned tea table and asked in shock, "Where are you going?"
"Didn't you go to the Chunfeng Tower to make excuses? I also want to see the Chunfeng Tower, which is said to be famous all over the world, "The spring breeze is like a distinguished guest, it becomes prosperous as soon as it arrives; it comes to sweep away the snow from thousands of mountains and return flowers from all over the world." How on earth does this Chunfeng Tower make this person
All the men in the world are so fascinated."
Turning around and opening the window, the white robe was invisible, the snow was invisible, and it was hard to even walk through the door.
Qin Mian patted the tea stained on his body and said with a smile, it turned out to be a little liar from the palace. After a little provocation, his true colors were revealed. A shy flower in the Forbidden City, how dared to live alone like a mortal without being exposed to the dust.
I'm afraid he escaped secretly. He came to meet his lover secretly.
Following her, she looked at the Chunfeng Tower, which was already bustling with people in the distance between the pavilions, and hummed, "Big Devil, my 500,000 silver is not that easy to get. How can there be a free mouth in this world? Thanks to you.
The eighth generation elder of the Beggar Clan. Beggars have to pay a price for begging.