Golden Age Legitimate Fei

54. Shu 颚疈 颚疈 颚疈 新 新

In the early morning, Yeli leisurely sat in front of the bronze mirror and used the green cream Qingxia to take care of her hair. The blue cream was dexterously finished with a black silk, and Qingxia took out the jewelry box filled with jewels. Glass selection. Yeli looked helplessly at the bronze mirror, and frowned at the blue frost road: "Can't you take a simple one?" Qingshuang sneered: "You will be satisfied with the lady, the newly married woman must dress up well." Blue Cream has chosen the simplest hairstyle, and you can't stand the hair styles that are popular among the ladies in Beijing. Those who used to be girls' hair styles have become a pro-person who can no longer use them. Jewelry will use the set that Wang Ye gave to the lady before, and the lady has not used it yet."

Yeli nodded, the set of sapphire orchid ornaments she really liked, it didn't look so swaying.

Qingxia licked her lips and smiled and took the glass ornaments for the glaze. She nodded and said: "I still know the young lady..."

"What Miss?" Lin Biao and Wei Wei came in. Lin Biao took a few gimmicks and said: "From now on, I want to be called Wang Hao. Don't think that people in this house think that people around Wang Hao don't know the rules."

"Yes, hey. The slaves have seen Wang Hao." The four hoes lined up in a row and respectfully greeted Ye Liangfu.

Wei Wei was so distressed that she pulled the glass and whispered softly. Last night, Wang Ye did not rest in the new house. Naturally, she knew it. Wei Wei could not help but feel the young lady who had taken care of her. Ye Liu smiled and comforted the two cockroaches. The two glimpses of Ye Liang’s face did not have any grievances. Only when the young lady had just arrived at the King’s Palace was not used to it, the prince was so considerate that she gave the young lady some time to adjust. However, it still suggests that Yeli should be the real husband and wife as soon as possible. After all, it is a person who will live a lifetime. Ye Jiaozuo couldn't help but pumped out and finally did not say anything to let them misunderstand.

"Wang Ye is here."

Ink repair appeared outside the door and asked softly: "Ali, can you come in?"

Ye Liu responded to the sound, and ink repaired the aunt to stay outside the door and slide in a wheelchair. Looking at Ye Liu asked: "Ali, did you sleep well last night?"

Ye Liu nodded and smiled: "Very good, do you look too good?" When ink repaired, Lin Biao took the **** and stepped back. Ye Li returned to God and found that even the people did not have tea. People, had no choice but to help the ink repair and walked to the table to sit down. In the eyes of ink repair, there is indeed a bit of tiredness. He waved his hand and said: "It was a little late for some guests to rest last night. It doesn't matter."

"Would you like to go to the Princess of the Long Princess first? And there is a big bang..." The King's House is now only a repair of the blood, but it is not really half of the other people. The late king, that is, the wife of Mo Xiufu’s brother, Mo Xiwen, was still alive, but he was said to have lived in the Buddhist temple for the sacred year. Even the wedding yesterday did not appear. There is also a side sill of Murray’s father, Mo Liufang, who is still alive. In addition... Ye Liu has not asked before, how many ink chambers do you have in the ink?

Ink repaired his head and said: "We use breakfast. The long-term princess is already high. It was hard work yesterday. It won't get up so early. As for Daxie..." Mo Xiuqiu frowned slightly: "Since the death of the eldest brother, Daxie With a few side rooms, I lived in the Buddhist temple. Even I rarely saw it. In the first few days, she made people talk, and when you come back, come back and see her." Ye Liu nodded, the former Ding Wang Yu, she also heard from the third brother, is also a poor person. Wen Wangxi is not a big family, but a general scholarly family. At the age of sixteen, he was married to Mo Xiuwen. At the age of 18, he was lost. Just after the newly-married ink, the text was on the outside, and the two did not even have a child.

"So... what do I need to do?" asked Ye Liu.

Mo Xiu looked at her and smiled: "In addition to managing the affairs of the government, there are some books. You can do whatever you like at other times. If you are bored, you can ask your friend to come to the palace or go out. Ali, here is your home here, don't need to be so constrained." Ye Liang nodded: "I know, just a little unaccustomed. So now?"

"Go to the meal first. Then I will show you the people in the house."

The breakfast was placed in the Yeliyuan, and the breakfast of the palace was also very appetizing. After using the breakfast board, I came in and told me, "Wang Ye, the governors are coming. Waiting for Wang and Wang to summon." Mo Xiu nodded and turned back to Ye Lidao: "This is the general manager of Dingwangfu, he is also aunt. Uncle. You have to tell him directly in the future."

The general manager also came forward to see the ceremony, "The old slave has seen Wang Hao."

Ye Liu said with a smile: "The general manager does not have to be polite, and he will be in trouble later." It can be seen that the repair of the ink is very important to the general manager, and he is still the aunt's uncle, and Auntie is with him at the ink repairing day. One step does not leave, it is definitely a confidant in the heart. Wang Hao was so courteous, the ink manager was also honored and disgraceed, but he was not half-dear and proud. He still respectfully returned. "The old slaves did not dare. What did Wang Hao order after he told the old slaves?"

When the group came to the flower hall, they had already stood a lot of people, and I saw Ye Li and Mo Xiuqi came in. I immediately stood up and said in unison: "I have seen Wang Ye and I have seen Wang Hao."

Ink repaired the glass and walked into the flower hall, pointing to the main position and letting her sit down and say: "Get up. It is the new entrance to the king. After Wang Hao’s words are the meaning of the king, can you understand?"

"I will follow the command of the king."

"Very good. Ali, this is Sun Hao. The internal management of the palace, the affairs of the internal government are under her control. If you do not understand anything, you can ask her." He is the one who once came to Yefu to give a gift, and is the first person to be introduced to Ye Liu by Mo Xiu. After thinking about it, Mo Xiu added another sentence. "Sun Hao used to be the person around the mother."

"The old slave has seen Wang Hao."

"Oh, courteous." Ye Liang nodded.

"This is the external management of the Wangfu, Yangling. The Wangfu is responsible for the foreign exchanges." Standing next to Sun Wei is a 40-year-old middle-aged man with a slight light in his eyes, which can be seen at a glance. A very thoughtful person.

"Yangling has seen Wang Hao."

Ye Liu faint frown, she has no opinion on other people's self-proclaimed. But often from a person's self-proclaimed can see a person's attitude towards himself. This foreign affairs manager clearly does not have the respect of Ye Liu and Sun Hao for Ye Liu. "Yang Guan does not have to be polite."

Afterwards, Mo Xiuqiu introduced several management tasks to the various industries of Wangfu and several important management matters. Ye Li also gave people a meeting for these things and a reward for the people in the government. In the eyes of Sun Wei and the ink manager, the appreciation of the new Wang Hao is becoming more and more concentrated. Although Ye Jia is not very similar, it is obvious that the new Wang Hao still inherits the excellent blood of Mrs. Ye. Advance and retreat, and act decently. Even the courtesy of the governors and the rewards of the next ones are very careful.

"Wang Ye, Wang Hao." Auntie appeared at the door and looked at the people in the flower hall hesitant or open.

"Auntie, what?" asked Mo Xiuzhen.

Auntie held a long strip and a box in his hand and said: "Someone just sent this, saying that it is a wedding gift for Wang Hao." Ye Li raised an eyebrow, "What about people?"

"gone."

The two looked at each other and the ink repaired the aunt to the aunt: "Get it."

Ink repaired it and looked at it. There is only one drawing axis in the open box. Seeing no problem before handing it to Ye Li, Ye Liang bowed his head and unfolded and could not help but marvel. This is a lady figure. It is hard to imagine that there are such beautiful people in the world. Liu Mei does not point and squat, the lips are not painted and Zhu, the exquisite and refined face is described in any praise language, which makes people feel that she is tarnished. Even in the painting, she can still feel the girl in the painting. wave. In the painting, the girl was dressed in a plain coat, and the hand held the piano in the flowers. Even the flowers seem to be eclipsed. "If the sun rises into the morning glow, the smoldering smashes out the waves... a beautiful beauty..." Ye Li sighed softly.

Move your gaze to one side of the portrait, and write on the book - Chu Jing National Color Butterfly. The payment is Han Mingyue.

Ink repair is also a glimpse, watching the stunning woman's eyelashes on the portrait quickly turned to the glaze. Ye Li silent for a moment, looked up and smiled at ink repair: "Han Mingyue Chu Jingguo color is said to be worth a thousand dollars, but the next day of the big wedding to send such a message to me will inevitably make me somewhat self-defeating." I smiled and looked at her and said, "You are very good."

Ye Liu finally glanced at the woman on the portrait, and it was a bit difficult to draw the picture: "This?" Although the painting is very good, it is also very valuable. But staying around is really not a good idea. Even if she is not jealous, she does not feel that she should keep a portrait of her fiancee's former fiancee. Ink repair said: "Give it to you, Ari himself is disposed of." Ye Li raised his eyebrows, could not help him think she would force him to deal with the portrait of his fiancee? She just wants to ask him if he wants it. If he wants it, he will give it to him.

"I have no interest in painting and calligraphy. Moreover, watching a woman who is more beautiful than herself is a blow."

Ink thought, thinking about it, said to Sun: "Change a box and bring back the painting to the old government."

Sun Yigong said: "The old slaves obeyed." He took the picture of Ye Liu’s hand and Sun Hao turned and handed it to the **** around him to prepare. In the ink repairing side, the first pair of leaves smiled at the leaf: "Let's go, the big princess should get up." Yeli nodded, got up and took the hand of ink repairing and left, not seeing Sun Xi and the ink manager behind him. Look like it.

"Who did you say that painting was sent?" asked the courtyard where the long princess stayed, and Ye Li asked curiously. Ink repaired his head and said: "The painting was originally collected in Wangfuli. I wanted to give it to Su Lao. But there were too many things in the past, but I didn't know where I was when I came over." Ye Li said: "Han Mingyue This painting is worth the price, you have not sent someone to look for it? What's more... it is a true beauty. It is no wonder that Han Mingyue dared to ask Chu Jingguo." Mo Xiu looked up at her and glanced at it for a moment: "If you must paint, I am not painting worse than Han Mingyue. Or can I draw a picture for you when I have time?"

Ye Zi stunned and couldn’t help but smile. "Okay, thank you."

The long princess really got up, and the maid who had just arrived at the door of the princess had invited the two. Princess Dachang was sitting on the couch and drinking tea. She saw the two men coming in and immediately smiled. They waved at the ink repairing slogan: "Repair, come over and let my aunt swear. And repair the wife, come, Come over." Mo Xiu took the glaze and went to the ceremony. "I have seen the aunt."

The big princess took Ye Zi to sit down beside her. After carefully looking at it, she nodded and nodded. "Well, this is the good wife of the King's House. This palace is very popular. The Emperor After all, I have done a good thing, and I have to do a good job with the glass. I dare to make it angry and I don’t want to pack you up!” Mo Xiu’s smile is a little bitter, and smiles: “Auntie...” Fortunately, he looked at his rare embarrassing appearance and smirked. The long princess kissed Yeli Road intimately: "You don't know the glass, this kid is not honest when he is a child. One day is not honest, he will go to the house to expose the tile." I haven’t stunned his father. I’ve been more stable in recent years, and I’ve grown up to be sensible. Your little couple lived happily, what are the grievances, even if you go to the palace, this house will give you the master. ""

The big princess has a good chance to get along with the accident. Maybe she is older. She likes the child, the princess, and the legendary iron-clad princess. It is more like an amiable grandmother than the old lady of Ye. Ye Liu said with a smile: "Glass thanked the aunt and the aunt, and the repair will not bully me." Hearing the name of Ye Li, the eyes of the Princess Dachang were obviously more happy. Pulling the glaze of the glaze, saying that the ink was repaired as a child. In the case of ink repair, there is some convulsions that are rare in the corner of the mouth, and it is not a stop. It is not only that you can sit there and listen to the long-term princess’s betrayal of his childhood, and accept the glare of Ye Zi. The Dachang Princess obviously did not care about the feeling of ink repair or the feeling of Ye Li, and even directly talked about the suicide of Su Min, the sweetheart of the ink repairing youth.

Ye Liu felt a little embarrassed, but looking at the ink repair did not stop the meaning of the big princess, she had to listen. The long princess seems to have not seen the look of the two young people in front of him. He smiles and pulls the glass to the ink repair. "The original palace said that the Sujiatou girl is not suitable for you. Now look at the glass, you Also admit that this palace looks better than you. Do you say it?"

"Huang Auntie..." Ink repaired a bitter smile, "Imperial aunt, I will also bring Ari to worship the father and mother. You are... Are you free to talk to Ari privately?"

The princess bowed her head and thought about it. Finally, she said: "The same is true. Let’s go to your father and mother to enter the tea. It’s just a matter of writing the glass into the genealogy. The palace will go back in a while, look back. Don't forget to take a look at this palace." Ye Li smiled and said: "Can the Aunt Huang live for a few more days?" Princess Dachang sighed: "The old man is always uncomfortable when he leaves the door." Waiting for you to have a new marriage, even if you go to the palace to live there." The long princess said that the two are naturally not good enough. Ink repaired the ancestors of the palace with the leaves of the glass, and accompanied the Princess of the Great Princess to use the lunch to personally send the Princess to the King.

In the afternoon, Mo Xiuzhen went to the study room. Ye Li also had a lot of things to deal with and went back to his own yard. Looking at the door to restore the tranquility of the King's House, Ye Liu only felt a bit like a dream. However, it was a day, she had moved from Yefu to the King’s House, and she had become a king, and it seems to have been completely used to it.

Because I was just married, the governors of the King’s House would naturally not be so uninterested, and immediately took a lot of trivial books to bother her. Therefore, Yeli just needs to take care of the people in his yard and the dowry. Back in the yard, Sun Yizheng waited there to chat with Lin Biao Wei Wei, and saw Ye Li came in and quickly went to see the ceremony, "Wang Hao."

Ye Li smiled and said: "Sun Hao is the old man beside the mother, and is the person trusted by the prince. It is not necessary to have so many gifts." Sun Yan has some cautious words: "Thank you for your love, the old slaves are not daring. Old The slave obeyed the command of the prince and picked some people who waited for Wang Hao. Wang Hao looked at those who thought that they would stay with their eyes and make a call." After that, he took out a list from the sleeves and said it was assigned to the yard. The choice of people. Sun Wei continued: "When Wang Hao is waiting for the big girl, there are four people. In addition, there are two people who care for Wang Hao, and two people who eat the food. There are also four needles. The second class waiting in the yard. There are also eight people in Shantou, and there are sixteen small gimmicks. These second-class hoes and little hoes can be handed over to the two shackles around Wang Hao, but this is the only thing to do with the clothes and the food. Wang Hao personally looked at it."

During the conversation, a few girls dressed in gimmicks came in and respectfully saluted Ye Zi. "I have seen Wang Hao."

Ye Liu looked down at the courage that Sun Hao sent him. It not only stated the age of these girls, but also the family background. Some people in the family wrote clearly. And they are also the family members of the king's house. Ye Liu nodded and handed one of them to Lin Biao and Wei Wei to let them take care of the second and third gimmicks. He turned back and smiled at Sun Xiao: "I am naturally assured of Sun Xuan's chosen people. "Come on a few people from the list." The girl who was ordered was also quickly listed as Shane, and Ye Liangming Qingshuang took out a lot of purses with silver nudes and each one.

After dealing with the gimmicks, Ye Li asked Sun Hao to sit down and talk, and sure enough, as the ink repairs said. Ye Liu hesitated for a while before asking: "Sun Hao, Wang Fu... In addition to the big sister, can there be other son-in-law?" Sun Yiyi, quickly understood what Yeli asked, and smiled: " When I returned to Wang Hao, there were two other ladies in the house except for the big lady. There was no other son-in-law in the house.” Ye Liu looked at some strangely surprised Sun Yan, and nodded and said that she knew. There is no other diverticulum in Murray, which is good, at least it means that she has to deal with a lot less trouble. Without thinking about the troubles of the almost identifiable future, Ye Liu found that the days of the King’s Palace were as perfect as they had imagined. The husband and wife get along with each other and do not interfere with each other's private affairs. No elders need to be stunned in the morning, no need to be socially idle, and there is no room for vinegar and jealousy. If such a life has been so calm, she would like to be grateful for the retreat of Mo Jingli and the marriage of the emperor.

"Wang Ye."

Auntie looked strangely at the ink repairing man who was staring at the book. When I was young, I was a little slow, but I was a little slow, but I also got a point from when the prince was thinking about when he was fascinated. Ink repaired his eyes and looked up at him. "Is there something?" Auntie groaned with some troubles and said: "Wang... Do you want to see Wang Hao?"

Ink repaired the book and put it back on the table. He looked at the aunt's uneasy look and smiled lightly: "Is the ink manager asking you, or Sun Hao?"

Auntie glanced at him, and both his uncle and Sun Hao asked him to mention the king in front of the king, looking for an opportunity to let Wang and Wang Hao get some time together. But he didn't know how to find an opportunity, so he saw that Wang Ye was very rare in the daze. Since he had nothing to do, he could ask the prince if he wants to see Wang Hao, isn't it? Looking at the aunt's confused appearance, Mo Xiu shook his head and smiled: "Oh, don't think about it. What is Ali doing now?"

"I really want to sort out the things I brought from Ye Family."

"Then it won't pass, wait until she is too busy to forget. Where are the guests last night?"

Aunt’s eyes flashed a bit of annoyance and said: “It’s still in the dungeon.”

"Go and see."

In the dark dungeon, the swaying fire casts the reflection of the person in the room onto the wall, shaking with the fire. Let the gloomy dungeon add a bit of mysterious color. Feng Zhiyao is still wearing a flamboyant red robes and lazily squatting on the only chair in the dungeon, listening to the mourning of the ears. Compared with the boring in recent years, the busy days of these days are really satisfying to him.

"Let's say, what did the night palace decide?"

In the center of the room, a black man was tied to the shelf by an iron chain. His body was already scarred and he was screaming at him. "Feng Zhiyao, you are the king of the king!"

"Hey? Know this son? It seems that you are a big Chu person?" Feng Zhiyao licked the eyes of the phoenix, and immediately came to the interest and sat up straight to look at the people in front of him. "Where is it? In the palace, let's kneel down." Or is it in the Palace of Zhangde? Or in which house?"

"Hey!" Half of the slain can be hard bones, and torture can not make him confess. It is naturally impossible for Feng Xiaozhi to let him speak.

Feng Zhiyao’s dissatisfied blink of an eye, “I’m going to see if your bones are hard or if the son’s torture is hard! Continue!”

Hey -!

With a sly barb whip, he continued to create more scars on the man, and Feng Xiaoyao stared at the scene in front of him.

The sound of the wheelchair turned from the far and near, Feng Zhiyao turned and saw the ink repairing face coming, and got up and smiled: "Do not accompany the bride, what time is this here?" A, look at him and look at him: "Trick?" Feng Zhiyao helplessly pulled the file on one side. "I caught four people and seven people last night, one of them came from Beibei, and one from Nanxun. Two bonfires were robbed, and there were three deaths that were not recognized. Beibei was planning to grab the bride and let the king’s house be ugly. Nanxun just wanted to explore the terrain to see if there was any chance to get the cloud sword. There are still two thoughts. I took the opportunity to steal something. As for this...he was the first one to catch and the best. I suspect that he is stabbing, but the target of the assassination is not known. It should not be to assassinate you." This guy is When Murray accompanied the bride back to the new house, he was ambushed in the place where the banquet was taken by the Guardian. So the goal of assassination should definitely be one of the guests present.

"Da Chu people?" Ink repaired the man in a black man.

Feng Zhiyao touched his chin and said: "He knows me, it must be a big Chu person." He is famous for his three sons, but he is also limited to Dachu and is limited to the capital city. After all, the Feng family, who can be said to have been deported from home without inheritance, is less likely to attract the interest of outsiders.

"Continue, I can't ask if I can kill it." Mo Xiu faintly said, "Where is Ye Erping?" Feng Zhiyao made a gesture to the room next to him, and he no longer cares about Mo Xiu, but is interested. The black man staring at the eyes laughed. The black man’s intuition is chilly, and of course he knows that if he is caught, he will have no way to live. But listening to Ding Wang’s understatement, he said that he couldn’t help but kill it. It’s like saying that the weather is really good today, or that he can’t help but tremble. Ding Wang is definitely not a waste that no one else thinks has been crippled and useless!

Feng Zhiyao smiled and looked at him with a smile: "In fact, it doesn't make any difference to this son. You are dying, isn't it? Is it a good way to give you a cool way to die? It doesn't matter, just to try the new stuff of this son, suffocating people in the past two years." The man flashed a trace of fear in his eyes, but still insisted on not opening. Feng Zhiyao did not care, waved his hand to let the people around him do it, and then swayed to the room where the ink was repaired.

The other room is significantly more comfortable than the previous room, at least the entire room is dry and quiet and has no odor and blood. Just an iron bar made of fine iron divides the whole room into two halves. The Beibei prince who was still arrogant last night was on the other side of the iron bar. He was holding the iron bar and glaring at the ink repairing. "Ink repair, you are disabled, you are so bold and dare to send people to arrest." Ben prince!"

"Oh? I thought it was the Prince of Beibei who had entered the place where he shouldn’t have entered the place where he was caught by the king?" Mo Xiu looked at his smile and was cold and cold. "But the Beibei Prince can rest assured, even if Seeing that the king in the diplomatic relations between the two countries will never hurt the prince."

Ye Luping could not help but shake his cold eyes. More angrily grabbing the iron bar and screaming and screaming, "Doesn't hurt the prince? What do you mean by keeping the prince here? The prince must sue your emperor! Cut your head!" The lips are slightly smothered. "There is some urgent matter in Beibei. In fact, today, the Northern Envoys have already said goodbye to the next day, and they have already left Beijing in the morning."

Yelpin glimpsed, "How is this possible? Who is the prince who is still here!"

"The Beibei Prince does not have to worry about not returning to the country. Later, the king will personally send someone back to Beibei. Give it to...His Royal Highness."

It is said that Yelu Ping’s face is hard to look at. He is a little mixed but not really a fool. The prince is not in harmony with his brother, Yeluye. The two have been fighting for many years. If they fall into the hands of the prince, then the seven brothers will kill him!

"Ink repair, you are a despicable villain! My seventh brother will not let you go!"

Ink sneer sneered, looking up at him and whispering: "Yellow has dared to let you provoke the king, you should have the mental preparation for you to go back. Or, yesterday's thing is the meaning of the king of Beibei. So it seems that he doesn't really want your son?" Yelpin seems to think of something, his face white. The fierce swearing ink repaired: "You are nonsense! The seventh brother will not do this..." but the tone is obviously not enough. He is stupid but not stupid. He was laughed at by childhood, even the seventh brother. He often stupidly stupid, and his father does not like him. Is it really...

Looking at the face of the people in front of a burst of white, no longer yesterday's triumphant triumphant, ink repair eyes flashed a trace of dark. If he can, he will definitely let this prince of Beibei die without a whole body, and it will be difficult to solve his hatred. Unfortunately, this idiot is the Northern Prince, and he is still not dead. Just like the people outside, even if he hates them any more, how to hate them, they have to temporarily tolerate them to live.

I was too lazy to look at the people in front of me. Mo Xiuyu turned out of the cell. Feng Zhiyao looked at him with a smile on the wall. "Do you really want to hand this fool to Prince Beibei?"

Ink repaired his eyebrows: "It’s just not enough for this fool. I don’t care what you do in ten days to let him spit out all the things he knows. See what's useful and hand it over to Yelu."

"No matter what?"

"Yes, no matter what the way is. I only need the answer. Even if he is stupid, it is also the younger brother of Yeluye. The king does not believe that he knows nothing." Ink repaired his voice. "You know what to do after you finish." ”

Feng Zhiyao beheaded, the smile on his face was even better. "Understood, he was quite stupid. Even if it is more stupid, it is not an accident. Isn't it? Let the two dogs of Yerüping and Yeluye bite the dog? This idea I like ""

Inklessly nodded with ink, "give it to you."

"Wang Ye slow down, enjoy your wedding."

Looking at the figure of ink repair and aunt disappeared in the door of the cell, Feng Zhiyao looked at the gloomy dungeon in front of him with satisfaction. There is also a vague rumor in the ear, and the smile on his face is more gorgeous. It’s such a group of idiots, what kind of people are not good enough to come to repair ink? This is a good guy from the age of three. Since the accident, he has even been black.