Chang’an’s First Beauty

On the fifth day of October, noon, Jingzhao Mansion.

Lu Yan was writing a submission at his desk, and heard the sound of beatings coming from outside.

A guard named Yang Zong walked in in a stride, "Master, there is someone outside asking for a visit."

Lu Yan didn't lift his head, and continued to write, "Did anyone ask clearly?"

Yang Zong replied in a low voice: "It was a maid from the Shen family who played the drums. According to her, the third girl of the Shen family was smashed in the shop in Xishi."

Shen, three, aunt, mother.

Hearing this, Lu Yan's eyes sank, and his chest shrank.

The Shen family has been lively these days, he can often hear these words, but somehow, as long as he hears her name, his chest will feel painful for no reason.

Lu Yan squeezed the corner of his mouth slightly, put down the pen, and leaned back.

Yang Zong looked at the frown of his family's son, and couldn't help but whispered: "Then...let her come in?"

"Otherwise?" This is Jingzhao Mansion, not Zhen Guo Gong Mansion. Did he say that if he didn't see people, he couldn't see people?

Yang Zong should be, no longer talking nonsense, and hurriedly ran out.

Lu Yan knocked on the table with his index finger, thinking briefly.

Today, when Zheng Jingzhao is absent, Zaolie should be promoted to the seat after he has arranged for him. Such troubles are probably unavoidable... He put the wolf hair back on the inkstone, rubbed his chest, and ate a pain-relieving pill.

Picking up the black hat on the table, walked to the front hall blankly.

The great prestige came from both sides.

Qingxi walked to the center of the public hall, bent his knees, and knelt directly on the ground, "Please save my girl, the treasurer of Jin's Money Yinpu deceived people too much. In less than a month, he had to take six. The interest of the income." Qingxi said with red eyes.

Lu Yan didn't like people crying, let alone people crying in court.

Speaking of it, it has been more than two years since he was transferred to Jingzhao Mansion. In the past two years, some people have called for help due to loan disputes.

But this is Jingzhao Mansion, not Guanyin Temple.

Jingzhao Mansion only talks about the law and cannot save anyone's life.

Qingxi looked at the stern look of the man above the court, and couldn't help feeling a little shocked, and hurriedly explained the evil deeds of Jin's Qian Yinpu from beginning to end.

Intimidate, threaten, and force her girl to sell herself.

Anyone who listened to these remarks would surely show sympathy.

Only Lu Yan can't.

He has never been sympathetic.

Under this person's clear skin, there is always a layer of emotions that are difficult to distinguish, like wearing a mask.

Above the mask, handsome and elegant, noble and self-sufficient, all the people in Beijing thought that the prince of Zhenguo was a gentleman, and all the ladies in her boudoir who were waiting to be married were blushing when they heard his name. Only a few people know how disrespectful he is under this mask.

He seems to be able to sit on the sidelines and ignore most things in this world.

Lu Yan squinted at the bottom, and said word by word: "My official asked you, at the beginning of the loan, did you have a written record?"

Qingxi nodded.

Lu Yan said again: "According to the law of our country, when dealing with loan disputes, the first thing you look at is the handwriting. Once the handwriting is stamped, as long as they don't kill and set fire, the yamen have no right to interfere."

Hearing this, Qingxi suddenly remembered her girl’s instructions, and hurriedly said, “Then what if they broke the shop before the deadline? The slave saw that note, which clearly stated that the debt was paid on the tenth day of the month, but it was only today. But the fifth day."

The three girls said that as long as you hold onto the date and hold on to the other party's fault, the government will always take care of this matter.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Lu Yan's expression moved slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you know what is the end of the court ordering officer?"

The servant dare not. Cheonggye Road.

After thinking twice, he got up with a few guards and went straight out of the office.

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When Lu Yan rushed to the West Market, one part of the street was already blocked by the surrounding water. He raised the rein unhurriedly and got off his horse.

He wore official ornaments on his head and dark purple court clothes. The fine jade pendant on his girdle swayed gently. The momentum of his body was out of place in this market.

Yang Zong quickly opened a way for him.

Lu Yan went straight forward, and what he saw was a crumbling plaque with three large characters-Baixiangge clearly written on it.

He glanced, but did not see the woman.

I saw the treasurer of Jin’s Qianyinpu blocking the door of the shop, and said with a stern voice: "The three girls are acquainted, it is better to sign the deed of sale. You have been past the first day of the middle school, and you can’t delay the fifteenth. It’s a lot, it’s a big trouble, but you are the third girl who is embarrassed in the end.

The people in the room have not been moving for a long time, and the treasurer Jin continued with his accent, "If you don't sign, you can do it. I heard that the Shen family has another son named Shen Hong, right? He is a little younger, but he has a small purpose. Nowadays, there are many theater troupes in the city of Chang'an. They are little dolls who lack arms and legs to make money. What do the three girls think?"

After hearing this, Yang Zong couldn't help but whispered: "Master, can we save people?"

Lu Yan curled his lips and said in a low voice, "Wait." He was just curious, how the Chang'an No. 1 Beauty, praised by everyone, would react to such a threat.

After a while, there was a trembling female voice, "It's a rascal... I don't know where you got the seal of my Shen family, but my father never borrowed the money." She could hear her. Trying to hide his trembling.

After hearing this, Lu Yan frowned.

Look, this is the pampered lady of the big family.

The word rascal is already the limit.

I don't know if he has been in Jingzhao's Mansion for a long time, and he has seen a lot of arrogant and playful women. Suddenly hearing such civilized words, he actually heard a freshness.

Unlike Lu Yan, Shen Zhen's soft and pitiful voice caused many men around him to feel compassion. On the far left, there was a poor scholar in plain clothes clenching his fists and stomping to the side. He tried to speak several times, but after all, he left with red eyes.

The hero saves the United States and everyone wants to do it, but not everyone can do it.

After all, Shen Zhen's debts, some people can't afford to go bankrupt.

Here, the shopkeeper Jin sneered coldly, and then whispered: "We, Jin's Qian Yinpu, always speak only in black and white. The third girl is not convinced, so you can report to the official."

After speaking, he raised his hand and raised a gesture.

Seeing the gesture, the strong men behind him looked at each other, and immediately they picked up a stick and walked into the gate. They waved at the porcelain bottles filled with incense powder.

The porcelain bottle fell to the ground and shattered, and the incense powder was sprinkled on the ground.

Lu Yan couldn't help laughing at such a big disturbance. Several big men threatened a teenage girl, and they did everything they could.

When his eyes moved, Yang Zong immediately understood what the master meant, and stepped forward and said: "Treasurer Jin, we adults have something to ask you."

The voice was not low, everyone looked towards this side one after another.

The shopkeeper Jin was slandering the matter of a small official who had no eyesight daring to miss him. He didn't even think about turning his head, but just froze on the spot.

This, what happened to the elder son of the town government office?

The shopkeeper Jin's thief's eyes narrowed first, and then as if sobering up, he immediately changed his face, "Master Lu, what do you want to ask the young man?"

Lu Yan's eyes were dull and unclear, he raised his eyes and motioned behind him for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

The treasurer Jin hurriedly stepped forward, flicked the loan slip in his hand, and handed it to Lu Yan, "Master Lu, don't get me wrong, we all act according to the rules. This is the paperwork."

Lu Yan glanced at the date of the signing office, and said coldly, "Isn't this deadline five days from now?"

When asked this way, the treasurer Jin couldn't help but smiled, but the old fritters still smiled and said: "This... a full eight thousand guan yuan, even if they wait until next month, their Shen family will not be able to collect it, it is a debt. Sooner or later, the result will be the same."

Lu Yan put the list back in his hand, showing no mercy, "Since you are following the rules, you can wait five days before you come."

After hearing this, the treasurer Jin was choking in his throat, and he really couldn't figure out what the precious son-in-law meant-was it to protect the three girls, or to do a routine?

Can he ask?

It's true that it is not that the treasurer Jin has never seen the noble person and guilty, but the one in front of him, he really can't afford to offend him.

If he was only Shaoyin from Jingzhao Mansion, a fourth-ranking member, he could still deal with it.

But he is not only the Shao Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, he is also the eldest son of Zhen Guo Gong Mansion, and the only son of Princess Jing'an. These identities are added together, and the left is here, and he must be polite.

After hesitating again and again, the treasurer Jin called the entourage to the front and said angrily: "Withdraw."

Unexpectedly, these people just raised their feet, Yang Zong suddenly stopped their steps, "The shopkeeper, smashed people's shop for no reason, and left like this, it's not good."

The treasurer Jin looked back at Lu Yan, pursing his lips in silence.

The news of Jin’s Qian Yinpu has always been accurate. As far as he knows, there is no relationship or affair between Zhen Guo Gong’s Mansion and Yunyang Hou Mansion. It's hard to make it by yourself.

Lu Yan saw what he was thinking, and said directly: "Just return the thing to its original place. After five days, the official will not interfere anymore."

The shopkeeper Jin glanced around, silently clenching the fingers of his hand.

If he hadn't been sure what this elder son meant just now, seeing Lu Yan's maid staring at him on his side, he would understand.

It turned out that the girl in the room was disturbed and sent someone to report to the official.

Knowing the reason, the treasurer Jin didn't mediate anymore. After he turned around and took care of himself, the compensation that should be paid, the repair that should be repaired, the master left a word about him, the important thing is not the money, but the people inside.

In that case, come back in five days.

Hearing the resentment from the shopkeeper Jin, Shen Zhen knew that her procrastination had worked. She lowered her head and wiped the blood stains on the back of her hands that had been punctured by the porcelain bottle, and slowly rose up.

The gossip outside was talking, and I saw a graceful beauty in front of me.

With her long hair hanging down behind her, she walked towards Lu Yan with a graceful figure.

A pair of misty eyes conceal the scenery, as if this descent, just to add a distinct and refined beauty to her.

The crowd couldn't help but let out a few low voices of admiration, "It is Luoshen who is alive, and that's probably what it looks like."

Hearing this exaggerated compliment, Lu Yan raised the corner of his mouth with disdain, and raised his eyelids indifferently.

When his eyes met, his heart plummeted.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if his chest was directly penetrated by a sharp sword, and the pain in his heart hit him like a tide...

There was pitch black in front of him, as if he had fallen into the boundless deep ocean. When the black faded, he saw a scene of vividness and fragrance.

The red candle flickers, a charming room.

A woman, naked, lying in his arms.

Her eyebrows were both charming and clear, and when she was having a splitting headache, she just listened to her red lips lightly opening, one by one calling out his small characters—Shi Yan and Lu Shi Yan.