Zhui Xu

Jiangning, September.

The weather has started to turn cold. In the morning, there are many pedestrians on the road along the Qinhuai River. However, because many of the Qinglou Chu Pavilions on both sides of the river are still in a quiet state, for those who are used to the nearby ecology, the scenery in front of them seems to have A little bit of sorrow.

Zhou Junwu sat in the restaurant room across the road, met with Xiangyang Yi who came to see him, and then talked about business matters.

In the fall of Jinghan's twelfth year, Zhou Junwu was already sixteen years old. As the young prince of Kangwangfu, he is now one of the most watched young people in Jiangning City. This kind of attention is due to his identity, and the second is because his appearance is handsome and his temperament is different from his peers. After these two points, it is a series of quirky and peculiar things, often discussed.

As the heir to Kangwangfu, although he is a royal family, he can't get involved in politics, but if he has the heart to do it, there are still many things to participate in. Especially in the young age, most of the aristocrats who are somewhat intelligent and cultivated will still be arty, such as poetry and poetry, and banquets for a good reputation. For this era, this is the best direction.

Of course, there are still many melons and melons in the royal family. If it is arrogant and arrogant, and there is nothing to bully the people on the street, we may not be surprised. After all, the father Zhou Hao was very keen on these things. The contradiction is that this little prince is handsome and weak, and he is also very well-trained, and his style is polite. He only likes craftsmen in his work, which is really strange.

He has collected a large number of artisans and studied all kinds of singularity techniques all day long. If I heard that a certain craftsman in a certain place would have some special skills, he would also like to invite people, even he himself, would like to do some carpenter work, manual work and the like. In the middle of many "second generations" in Jiangning, he also collected his children and formed a "legal party."

A promising young prince likes something that is not so good, not to mention "gentlemen and groups instead of parties." The literati feel pity that many times they have been persuaded. Kang Wang Zhou Yi is an indifferent prince, but people say that his son has a good future. Still like to listen, let these literati personally persuade Zhou Junwu, trouble for a while, the gentle and gentle little prince made a sigh, the mop chair chased a few literati and hit a street, things later stopped.

As Ning Yi said. When people think that he is a good person, how much do you want to "change", "correct", and when the other party really shows up, no one "sorry", can hide and hide.

in fact. Whether it is a topic, or a literati wants to change the monarch. The reason for the inside is naturally not that simple. If the recourse is going on, it is also because Xiao Wangye, at the age of fifteen or sixteen years old, has propped up a large stall with the power of the palace: to acquire all kinds of materials, hundreds of craftsmen, hundreds of small workers to eat under their hands, flowers Money is like water. It is impossible to make it all work. Even if it is the background of the palace, it is impossible to eat white food alone. First of all, because Xiao Wang Ye himself is not an incompetent generation.

A 16-year-old little prince. Even if you rely on some help or aide, no matter what he does, he can have the momentum of this scale and operation. When he grows up and inherits the throne, it will definitely be the most important force in Jiangning City. Relatively speaking, it is better than A prince who took the gourd sledgehammer all the way to the street all day, it must be much more powerful.

Many people came close and came over, but Xiao Wang is still sensible and very cautious about the choice of collaborators. He also never wants to gather too many interest groups around him and step on the bottom line of "the clan is not doing politics" - although the existence of the clan itself is the influence on politics, there is always a degree.

After meeting, the young man who had already gathered his hair and looked young and delicate was chatting with Yan Yangyi. Although there must be a childish side in some respects, but the status is honorable, and the young man who has intentionally or unintentionally imitated a certain teacher has already had the momentum of belonging to a young prince. After the chat, the two opened the window and looked down. Zhou Junwu carried his hands.

"When the teacher is still in Jiangning, there is some friendship between the brothers and the family. The monarch has to go to Beijing recently. What can the Xiangyang brother have to bring to him?"

"Little Wang Ye has a heart. The Xiangyang family and the bamboo record, and the Su family now also have business dealings, the copper smell does not need to taint the ears of Xiao Wang Ye, but Liheng people in Jiangning, once had the first talent of Jiangning, I have recently found a few paintings and calligraphy, but I can also look into it. I want to ask Xiao Wang to give it to Liheng, and I have to get it."

"Haha, the heart of the Fuyang brother, Junwu must bring it."

The relationship between the two is no longer a moment, and Yan Yangyi has long understood that the little prince in front of him is extremely respectful to the "master" who has gone to the capital today, so that he has deliberately imitated to speak and do things. He also has business dealings with Zhu Ji and today's Su family. At this time, he may wish to settle down again and give Zhou Junwu some good feelings. However, as the heir to the Xiangyang family, in the words, it is not humble.

The two stood in front of the window and talked. One thing that happened below suddenly came into view. It was the back door of a brothel below. The guests staying overnight were coming out. One of the faces was in the field of vision of the two. Shake it in the middle.

Zhou Junwu carried his hands, and the words in his mouth whispered a little, and then proceeded as usual. However, what kind of person is Fuyang Yi, and while the figure below appears, he has also identified the identity of the person. And next to it, Xiao Wangye’s eyes suddenly became sharp, and a pair of lips had already smashed thinly.

Although it is the kind of fierceness of a sixteen-year-old boy, it appears on the face of a person with a small princehood, which usually means a lot of death. But fortunately after this scene, Zhou Junwu continued to chat, when things did not happen at all. Yuyang Yi also pretended not to see, take over the topic.

It was only at the back door of the Qinglou, it was Xiao Wang’s brother-in-law, and the county’s Ma Qu Zonghui.

For the couple's affairs, Yan Yangyi has heard more or less, just at the moment. He did not dare to say anything. After a while, the two sides left each other and left the restaurant to part ways. Zhou Junwu asked the people around him, and then took a carriage to go to a place outside the city. The late autumn has arrived, the winter is coming, so many materials and food are being hoarded here. Shortly after entering, he also found the sister who is checking the warehousing here.

In the color of the autumn leaves filled with fallen leaves, Zhou Pei, who has been a woman, has a warm yellow dress. The temperament is graceful and luxurious. The teenager on the 16th side of the year is still childish. Only his two-year-old sister has quickly taken off childishness in the last two years. Even he does not understand why this change is so fast. Seeing Jun Wu come over, the woman’s face showed a smile and retired the people around her.

"Jun Wu. How come here today to find me? Is there anything?"

"Sister." Jun Wu called her and said, "Nothing."

"Come here." Zhou Pei smiled and waved at him. "Take you to the heights."

What Zhou Pei said is that the side of the Huangcang can overlook the main building around, and the two have passed all the way. Hey, the followers are behind.

"I don't know when, the day will turn cold. The ship's food from Huainan is still on the road. Last year's famine, the shackles around Jiangning were twice as many, and there was no house in the famine. I don’t have to be used to it... I have to starve a lot of people this year. But they won’t increase it anymore, it will be less than a year in a year... You look at your clothes and wrinkle...”

Zhou Pei said, mentioning that Jun Wu has pulled the collar. The two men have already reached the top of the main building at this time, and Jun Wu looks at her sister who is slightly shorter than herself. Hesitated for a moment.

"Sister. Are you okay lately?"

"Tired is a little tired, but I have something bad." Zhou Pei leaned his head and glanced at him with a sly look. "Lack of money?"

"No. In a few days, I have to go to Beijing... What happened to my sister, or something, would you like to transfer it to Master?"

"I know this. You are a royal family. Remember to pay attention to your identity when you go to Beijing. If you are short of money, don't do it like to help people as a lobbyist. You should remember this." Zhou Pei sorted his collar. "Master, I will prepare things for you to take a little... I will also write a letter, you will help."

Zhou Junwu stood up and looked at his sister straightly: "I know these things, business is my own, I can't talk about being a guest for others, I will remember the size. I will also visit Grandpa Qin and Master, they will I made an idea for me, and this time I went to Beijing to go to see the ladies of the big family. The father said, I should be married."

Zhou Pei’s movement stopped suddenly and smiled in a narrow voice: “Hey, when you talk about getting married, I thought you would be shy. You’ve also seen a few girls who were selected before you at home, and Yan Mei, who grew up with you from a young age, can’t see it or...”

The face of Junwu was slightly reddish, and followed her sister to the window: "No, they...and you can have a plum. You can do it with you. This time, because I said that I want to go to Beijing, my father will let I went to meet people, but in fact, Grandpa Qin and Master will help to get ideas."

Zhou Pei turned to look at him: "How come a family... can you do it with anyone?"

Jun Wu looked at the busy movement between the various Huangcang downstairs, frowning: "It's almost like anyone. Woman... Sister, after you get married, I will... I know those things, interesting is interesting, but……"

Zhou Pei looked serious: "When I married, what did the palace look like?"

"Not too chaotic." Jun Wu looked at his sister as clearly as possible. "Sister, let me learn to call those people. I went to the brothel. After I tasted those things, I also had a relationship with the sister, but that’s it. ...... After I became a relative, I will be blushing."

"A blush seduce you?"

"No, I feel interesting after I have tasted those things. I also feel that there must be a woman around me, otherwise I will always go to the brothel, which is not good."

To say this, the look of Jun Wu is somewhat cautious, but in the depths of his eyes, there is a calmness that seems to be nothing to say to people. Zhou Pei frowned, and for a time did not know what to say.

"Before you become a relative, call Qihong to see me once. I have to beat her, but you can rest assured that it will not be excessive."

"Good." Jun Wu nodded.

After a while, the woman seemed to be unwilling to ask: "...Do you really think it doesn't matter?"

"I am a man. There are many things to do. What's more, after I get married, I still have a diverticulum. Can you be too brainy for these things? Master said that people's mental power is limited, unimportant things, to be able to throw Drop it."

"You don't have to learn this level..." Zhou Pei said softly, "Your master, he... is very close to the teacher."

"Yeah." Jun Wu nodded. "I also admire the feelings of Master and the masters..." He finished the sentence. Silence for a moment, then began to say: "Sister, then... between you and your brother-in-law, is that all right?"

Zhou Pei’s eyes blinked, his eyes dimmed, and he sighed: “What have you heard about?”

"I...nothing..."

"It's okay..." Zhou Peidao. "After all, I did something wrong."

"How can you say that your sister is wrong?"

"Of course it is my fault." Zhou Pei laughed, and the smile was a bit ironic. "What is your husband and wife doing is not human nature? I only have one husband, man... but there are many women."

"I..." Jun Wu raised his hand and finally slammed his fist on the window sill. He didn't know what to say.

For the inside story between my sister and brother-in-law. He actually knows that this is after Zhou Pei’s appearance. The truth told him in private. Before the two became married, Zhou Pei once talked to Qu Zonghui once. She suggested that Qu Zonghui could not immediately accept the same after having two feelings. At the beginning, Qu Zonghui might think that this is a woman's shame. I also feel that Zhou Pei, a small county lord, is indeed different and promised to come down.

After the marriage. He began to make contact with the small county governor as gently as possible, maintaining a husband-and-wife relationship that seemed to respect each other, and maintaining the warming of feelings. However, in the near future, such contact became gradually cold. It may be that Qu Zonghui feels that as a couple, such a relationship seems to be too weak for a man, or he feels bored and bored. In any case, the number of times that Qu Zonghui participated in the poetry meeting between the literati was frequent, and several times, stayed in the brothel.

I can't talk about quarrels, and I can't talk about the outbreak. At that time, Zhou Peicai, who was studying and managing various things with the Princess of the country, learned the situation. The whole person was a little embarrassed. She didn’t know whether to protest or go to the county horse. Take care of it. Qu Zonghui’s attitude also became cold in the silence of the day’s bow. Things simply slipped on both sides. When Zhou Pei was able to think things clearly, Qu Zonghui did not know how many nights he stayed in the Qinglou.

Even if you go to pull, you can't get back.

All she can do is to carry a lot of pragmatic things and no longer have too much contact with Qu Zonghui.

This matter, Zhou Junwu did not know what to say. In a sense, the request that the sister originally proposed was non-discriminatory, but he also understood why his sister made such a request. When the matter develops to this point, he can certainly take the lead to collect the Qu Zonghui, or simply kill and throw it into the Qinhuai River, but the sister will not allow this kind of thing to appear.

"Sister, do you want me to go to Beijing to meet Master?" Jun Wu looked at her, I don't know why I came up with this sentence, and then added, "Master may have a way."

At the age of 18, there were already some gorgeous temperamental royal girls looking at him. After a long while, they smiled slightly and shook their heads: "I don't go, there are so many things..." She reached out and sorted out Look at the brother's collar. "It's still the same sentence, don't lose the face of the royal family. You just give them a chance to meet you, not to be a lobbyist."

"I understand. Sister, you have to be good."

"of course."

My sister raised her chin, and the silhouette of the light fell, lining up the girl’s beautiful, proud and lonely smile. Mature and green, mixed together so complicated...

汴梁.

Also in early September, Ning Yi was living with his children in the home, such as Tan Er, Yun Zhu and others. The many tasks on hand have also been transferred to his home. When he received the urgent message, he was playing a game with Otaru in the eaves. The opposite woman was close to her feet, holding her chin in her hands and watching the game still singing gently. It was very arrogant. Because it seems that she is going to win.

Ning Yi glanced at the content of the information, and stunned it a little. The paper said: August 28... Chen Fan, Ji Qianer in Qinkou... Killing Sikongan.

He repeatedly read the information three times. Opposite, knowing that he couldn’t bother him, he looked at him with some concern.

"Great!"

Ning Yizhen took the information on the board and scared Xiao Yan, squinting at the chess pieces. Ning Yi waved his hand to the next person who sent the information: "You go on." When the next person left, Xiao Yan stood up, frowning and a little wronged: "You are playing with you~www.wuxiaspot.com~I Obviously want to win... oh..."

Ning Yi, who was jumped up, held her face, kissed her mouth, couldn’t speak, and finally got her tongue robbed.

"Oh... you are arrogant..."

After being released, Xiao Yan still muttered softly. Ning Yi grabbed the information and waved his hand: "Small things don't care too much... Tonight we celebrate ourselves, I go to the kitchen to find meat!"

He turned and walked, and snorted.

"Oh... I will go, I will wait for me..."

The autumn sun shines down from the side of the eaves, and the little donkey catches up. Although I don't understand what it is, I can celebrate it and everyone will be very happy.

Similar to Jiang Ning, a few years ago, when Ning Yi went out or did something, Xiao Yan was next to him, but at this time, the two could already hold hands or hug together. In the original small belly, a small life is also quietly gestating in the happy time... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommended ticket, the monthly ticket, you The support is my biggest motivation.)