At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Chi Bai took advantage of the situation and sat directly on Meng Shuhong's thigh. He untied his belt with his other hand and put it into his clothes.

Meng Shuhong groaned, his throat rolled, his mind was wandering, and he was burning with desire.

I don’t know if something was broken during the caning or if he was in jail for a long time.

After I came out, I looked at dogs and felt they were pretty, but on the contrary, I became less and less interested in women, mainly because I was... powerless.

I originally planned to find Miaomiao, the second-bedroom wife of the Chi family, to cause trouble for that little brat Xie Yuheng, but Chi Bai turned out to be more seductive than the woman.

Feeling the hand moving downwards, Meng Shuhong's voice was hoarse and he coaxed:

"It's not like you don't know that after my mother accidentally lost her child, her health has deteriorated day by day."

"I talk about the child all day long, but I bully my father and don't allow him to take concubines. I can't watch the Meng family die. It's just a child anyway, so it's fine as long as it's mine in name."

Chi Bai was unmoved after hearing this, and his hands did not stop.

The corners of Meng Shuhong's eyes turned red, he bit Chi Bai's earlobe punitively, and gasped: "Wait a moment, there is more business to do."

Chi Bai said softly: "Don't worry, to qualify for the Qujiang Banquet, men can choose one of the six arts. It is said in Jingzhou that the boy is superb in flute skills and music theory, and 80% of the time he chooses music arts."

"All the utensils used are provided by the Yuefu. I have already found someone to do the tricks and make sure he will make a fool of himself. Even if I don't choose music, there is also my brother at the banquet. It will be difficult for him to stand out."

Chi Bai looked at Meng Shuhong's face carefully, and he had to say that no one in the Meng family was ugly. Meng Shuhong was a thousand times more beautiful than those waiters in Nanqu of Pingkangfang.

Chi Bai used the fingers of his other hand to follow Meng Shuhong's face downward. Press his lips.

He said softly: "Your business now is mine."

After saying that, the two thin lips touched each other, and the apricot blossoms in the garden were swaying, the white inside was pink, and the pink inside was red.

In the high pavilion in the distance, Chu Zhen, who was just admiring the scenery from the window, was shocked! stunned.

I accidentally choked on my tea, so I hurried to the table, picked up the tea bowl, and drank it in one gulp.

He saw Chu Chen lying on the Taishi's chair, holding an account book filled with gold and jade in one hand and a tea bowl in the other hand, sipping happily.

Chu Zhen sat on the desk with her hands on her hands, took out the willow branch from the goblet, waved it around casually, and asked, "Second brother, let me ask you something."

"Ang, tell me, listen."

Chu Chen said without raising his head, he was in a good mood now.

Xu is the number one scholar in the third year of Yongping who came from Shangjing Jieyuan. This year, Chi Song's name came from Shangjing Jieyuan, which attracted many people to place bets hahaha.

Chu Chen happily took another sip of tea. For Daliang, a gold-eating beast, this little money may be a drop in the bucket.

But adding up a little makes a lot, gathering sand into a tower is better than nothing.

"Isn't it said outside that Meng Shuhong is not good enough? How can he still get involved with Chi Bai?"

"Shouldn't they both be the same, then what...Brother, you often go to Pingkangfang, what's going on?"

Chu Zhen said that she would not stop until she was shocked.

Chu Chen choked and coughed so hard that his lungs almost came out. It took a while to recover, and I sat up straight with tears streaming down my face.

It's hard to say what he said when he looked at his sister. Although they were not born from the same mother, their relationship was very good, not to mention that the emperor's brother was taken care of by Concubine Ji when he was young.

Chu Chen snatched the willow branch from Chu Zhen's hand and pretended to slap her.

"I...how do I know what they are like? I went to Beiqu to find girls to listen to music and talk about poetry and poetry."

"How could you be from a girl's family, how could you be so shameless?"

Chu Zhen rolled her eyes at him and said calmly: "A man who hangs around in Pingkangfang is a coquettish person, but a woman who talks about her is shameless."

Chu Chen had a headache, scratched his hair anxiously, and said, "Good sister, please spare me. You know I don't mean this."

"It's just that capable men love to be gentle and reserved. I insist that you learn that too."

"Can we pretend to be nice and trick the consort first? Then we can do whatever you want after entering the princess's mansion."

"Otherwise, every time I enter the palace, I will be caught by the concubine. She will talk about your marriage so many times that my ears will almost become calluses."

Chu Zhen's eyes gradually dimmed, and the two brothers felt that ordinary men were not worthy of her.

But how can a promising man be willing to be the servant of a princess?

Chu Zhen muttered: "If I don't get married, I don't know which day the Beinu army will go south."

"When the time comes, I will take my troops to Wusun to get married. It just so happens that the King of Fan is the perfect match for Princess Daliang!"

"You're just talking nonsense. It's your turn to get married. Just pick a girl from a family of ministers and make her a princess. Wusun Kunmo dares not to recognize that she is Princess Daliang?"

Chu Chen slapped the desk with his big palm, showing off his brotherly demeanor.

Chu Zhen snorted softly, shook her legs, and looked out the window. The voice is like a misty cloud:

"My brother and my mother-in-law are reluctant to let me marry far away, so how can the ministers be willing to do so?"

"Even if you are willing to give it up, how can that girl be willing? The royal family eats the wealth of the common people. As the eldest princess, I will sacrifice myself for the common people in times of crisis."

Furthermore... Lord Wusun is considered the nephew of the eldest master of the Chi family, so how can he be easily confused by a fake princess?

Chu Zhen lowered her eyebrows, and a moon-white shadow flashed in her mind, which was quickly extinguished.

She took the candied ginger fruit plate from the table, poured half of it into her palm, and stuffed it into her mouth. The spicy taste left her no time to think about anything else.

"If you don't choose the minister's daughter, you won't. How can you ruin yourself like this?"

Chu Chen hurriedly patted the remaining candied ginger in her hand, which was marinated with various spices.

It's not a snack fruit that you can eat more of.

......

Xie Yuheng and his entourage came out from Zhuque Street towards Qujiang after worshiping Manjushri Bodhisattva. After driving for a while, an old acquaintance stopped the car and took a seat.

Seeing Zhuang Yun striding in from Jilaishu, Xie Yuheng smiled and joked: "I went to Beijing to cultivate people in the soil and water, and actually developed Mr. Zhuang's elegant temperament."

"No, no."

Zhuang Yun pretended to be mysterious, raised his finger and shook it.

"I'm here to look for political achievements. Today's Qujiang Banquet is not only your favorite place to go, but also those civil servants."

Silence fell inside and outside the spacious carriage. Xie Mingcheng rode outside and straightened his waist in silence.

I was deeply afraid that I might not have noticed it, and that it would be humiliating for me to keep an official secret by the right censor of the capital procuratorate.

Zhuang Yun did not regard himself as an outsider. He felt very comfortable serving tea and eating tea and fruit snacks, and he did not forget to invite everyone to join him.

"Why are you standing there, eating cakes and drinking tea."

Xie Yuheng chuckled lightly and said, "Master Zhuang is very diligent as an official. He is indeed a model for us to follow."

Xie Zhushu, who was huddled in the corner like a quail, was shivering. It was rare for him to take a rest, and there were other censor colleagues secretly watching.

I'm waiting for you to read it in the morning and the day. The officialdom is so scary!

"Hey, you don't know what Jiang Linghou said..."

Zhuang Yun shook his head and lowered his voice:

"The Imperial Censor of Zuo Du gives a long lecture every day before eating at noon. After he finishes his lecture, even the delicious food tastes like crap. This Du Cha Yuan is simply not a place for people to live."