Cao Xiwan really didn't intend to interfere with Biying Palace's affairs.
Just kidding, Su Yingtian was so ungrateful that he stole money from others and refused to repay the money he borrowed, mostly for the sake of Biying Palace and to accumulate strength for revenge.
Hasn't she helped enough?
She didn't kill him, she was cleaning up the Jinyi Yamen, and they were already close friends between life and death.
"Green Lady."
"Master Qin." She walked into the outer study room with a smile and saw Qin Meng. He was waiting for her to play chess in the east window. In the autumn window, the branches and leaves were colorful and the sun was shining brightly.
But this autumn color is not as good as Qin Meng, who is dressed in autumn-scented flying fish clothes and has two swords on his waist. He stands in front of the window, like a clear autumn light.
She felt that a kind and kind person like Qin Meng, who came from a well-known and upright family, was her target to make friends with.
Well, she has learned the Biying Mental Technique, and Su Jintian can abandon it.
The next target is Qin Meng.
she thought proudly.
On the Qiu Shuang viewing platform, Prince Tang personally went down the steps to pick up Yang Pingcui and offered three glasses of wine.
Su Jintian changed into Feiyu clothes and arrived in front of Song Chengming, Li Guogong and Uncle Zhongzhong.
"It doesn't matter." Song Chengming, Marquis of Nankang, always had an empty seat next to him. When he saw him coming, he patted the armrest and smiled and asked him to sit down. He also offered three glasses of wine to each other. Xiao Qiao Xiaoshuang had already served him a face towel, wine and food.
Of course, Song Chengming didn't care about winning or losing in this first game, and said with a smile: "Today is the prince's birthday. Everyone knows that you are giving in. This is better."
Li Guogong was wearing a python robe and a jade belt. He was a little fat, but his eyes were like lightning. He looked at Xiao Qiao Xiaoshuang and knew that she was Su Jintian's fellow junior and sister, not an ordinary companion.
Li Guogong also laughed: "I posted several posts in a row, but I couldn't invite Mr. Su Dao. My uncle said that I was neglecting. When I got here today, I saw how the prince of Tang Dynasty treated Yang Zong and how the prince treated Mr. Su Dao.
, I realized that it was because I was young and didn't understand the rules. The next time we made an appointment at the south bank of Qinhuai, I did have a new boat, so I gave it to Mr. Su Dao. On the day when it arrives, Mr. Dao Dao will have a battle with Yang Chongfeng.
"
"The Duke of the country, the Prime Minister Duchang."
Su Jintian cupped his hands, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Mr. Li Guogong, who was in the limelight recently. He was indeed young.
Li Guogong and the Marquis are generally in their thirties, so it's no wonder that the Marquis is unwilling to do so.
Sitting next to him was the son-in-law of Prince Qin's palace. Uncle Zhongzhong smiled and said, "If you are considered young, how can you be considered young at Su Daojun's age?"
Among all the nobles, Su Jintian is the youngest.
"Qingluo female ghost, who is older or younger than you?" Li Guogong asked curiously.
"I am four months older than her." His expression remained unchanged.
Song Chengming glanced at him without revealing it. In fact, Cao Xiwan was four months older than Su Jintian.
Su Jintian was a man of self-love, and many people knew about his friendship with noble ladies.
But ever since Su Jintian mastered his swordsmanship and showed his domineering power, he seemed to have changed his temper and seemed unwilling to let people know that he liked older women.
Singing and dancing entertained people, and gold plates and jade cups were all filled with rare delicacies.
I came personally from the East Palace on a royal boat, sailed to the Imperial Garden Zhenzhu Water Village, and was welcomed to the banquet by the King of Tang Dynasty.
Liu Ruhai stood on a small canopy boat. When he saw the imperial boat, he once again saw with his own eyes the bird feathers in the east palace robe.
He shook his head secretly, feeling puzzled.
What is the relationship between Cao Xiwan and Dong Gong?
He did not know that when Dong Gong was a boy, he was playing in Xuanwu Lake in the middle of the night and met Cao Xiwan who had sneaked in in disguise. Dong Gong believed that he had rescued a fat female carp spirit with a baby in Xuanwu Lake.
Dong Gong felt that it was natural for the monster to repay his kindness.
In order to save the face of the thousand-year-old carp spirit, Cao Xiwan grabbed the feather coat of hundreds of birds and gave it to the East Palace.
Even the Marquis of Nankang thought that this gift was the face of the eldest lady Song Jiahui.
Without Song Liangdi in the palace, the East Palace was nothing in Cao Xiwan's heart. When Song Chengming came to greet him, he also caught a glimpse of the feathers under the bright yellow dragon robe of the East Palace. He asked himself, he still knew something about it. Xiaowan had a weird temperament, and he and his parents often fell out with each other.
There is no such thing as loyalty to the emperor in a quarrel.
Yang Pingcui was led to the East Palace to salute. When he saw the familiar feather light on the sleeves of the East Palace, his heart ached.
——Sooner or later, the Qingluo female ghost must be killed to avenge his feathered clothes.
"Yang Qing."
"Yes, Your Highness." He quickly concentrated.
Su Jintian saw golden chrysanthemums and mountains of flowers stacked in the corridor. Yang Pingcui got the opportunity on the Qiu Shuang stage and led him to the East Palace to pay his respects to the East Palace.
Su Jintian smiled and said: "If Qing Luo were here and saw him, he would ridicule him for being servile and trying to please the powerful."
Shuang Tian laughed with a chuckle. The young lady was having a good time these days. From time to time she would drink wine, look at the moon, sigh, and scold Jianghu people like Yang Pingcui for having no integrity and being willing to be the lackeys of the imperial court.
"Sister Murong said that Mrs. Qing likes Mother Cui very much." Shen Shuangtian said in a low voice.
Love is deep, hate is deep.
Su Jintian leaned on the railing and laughed, she deserved it. Look at how she had quarreled with him over a spy. She also proudly praised Cui's mother as a heroine among girls and a master of swordsmanship.
Xiao Qiao was pouring wine for his senior brother when he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the lake and secretly reminded: "Dong Li is here."
Li Guogong excused himself to change his clothes and got out of the banquet. He found Su Jintian on the edge of the corridor. He drank three cups with each other and said with a smile: "I will be able to feast my eyes on the next battle of the Qinhuai River. My uncle, I also asked the Qingluo female ghost.
Not coming? How is your body recovering?"
Su Jintian glanced at Song Chengming, who came hand in hand. Marquis Nankang remained calm. Of course he knew that Duke Li would never ask about Cao Xiwan for no reason.
Is it to recruit her?
Or is there an old relationship between her and Mr. Wang, Mr. Li Guogong’s nanny?
Nankang Hou Mansion.
Cao Xiwan despises Mr. Wang, who is a famous lone thief in the northwest. She is a retired police officer of Jinyi Yamen, and there is no harmony between officials and thieves. But she heard that Yang and Su will fight on the Qinhuai Tower ship next time.
Very excited about the news.
"...Qing Niangzi." Qin Meng had to remind her that it was her turn to play chess.
In the room at the end of the study room, she and Qin Meng were doing household chores and calculating accounts.
"It's best to compete nine more times to make it ten battles."
She was smiling. While she was calculating the accounts, she could also play chess with Qin Meng, saying that it would be better if she played a hundred times. She could keep making bets and make money with Su Jintian.
Qin Meng had asked kindly how she and Su Jintian divided their gambling debts. She blinked and immediately invited Qin Meng to participate in her market.
He smiled and shook his head. Knowing that she was giving him money to shut up, he refused to open his mouth. He secretly sympathized with Su Jintian for swallowing all his money. Could it be because Su Jintian didn't pay back the money he owed? Naturally, Qin Meng didn't either.
He planned to set up a bet with her. He was surprised:
"You don't want to see it?"
The second battle is on the Qinhuai River, where everyone can definitely see it.
"I have seen his sword skills many times, as well as Yang Pingcui's." She answered truthfully, "Su Jintian hasn't mastered it yet. His master died early and his school was robbed again. Yang Pingcui is the master of the village.
"
Qin Meng heard what she meant.
Now, Yang Pingcui has a good chance of winning.
But as time goes by, when Su Jintian reaches middle age, he may be the real number one swordsman in the world.