The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

"Haha, there is some kind of relationship between us, how come I don't know? Feng Jiuqing, why didn't you remember that we had feelings for each other just now? It's too late to remember it now!" The system stood up proudly and took two steps. The white fur all over its body looked extremely soft.

Feng Jiuqing chuckled, grabbed the defenseless system into his arms, and plucked it from head to tail. The system's products must be top-notch, and the feel of the fur was really good, worthy of the three thousand points he spent on it.

"Tongzi, are you going to commit treason? You don't even want to acknowledge me as your father?" Feng Jiuqing stroked the cat, feeling relaxed all over, and argued with the system.

"@￥%!" The system was brutally abused and forced to recognize its father, cursing under its breath.

The azure curtains of Xingyu Pavilion moved without wind, and a dark shadow appeared silently in front of Feng Jiuqing: "I am late, please punish me, sir."

Feng Jiuqing didn't even raise his eyelids, but looked down at the system in his arms that was pretending to be dead and resigned to its fate.

"Yuebai, it's been three days. If you're any slower, you can go find me, your son, in the bed of some bloated pervert."

Yuebai also knelt on the ground with his other leg, bowed his head and said, "Master, calm down. Yuebai knows that he failed to protect the master. Please punish him severely!"

Feng Jiuqing still looked lazy, but his voice was a little cold: "I'll remember this time. If you do it again, you will be severely punished! This Xitai Tower is not ordinary. Let Canglang investigate the details of Xitai Tower for me. You and Tianqing find a way to sneak in and walk around in Xitai Tower more. Sir, I'm tired, please leave."

"Yes."

The curtains swayed slightly again, and there was no shadow in the room anymore.

Mo Ling endured the discomfort and returned to the inn. When he changed his clothes, a piece of folded paper fell to the ground.

Mo Ling took a quick look. If he remembered correctly, this should not be his. He hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up. Not many people could get close to him. If he guessed correctly, this should have been given to him by the beauty in Xitai Tower.

What could it be? Could it be a means to attract customers? Mo Ling raised his lips. In fact, there was no need to do so. His people were protected by him. No one else could touch them.

After he opened it slowly, the corners of his mouth flattened and his eyes became more meaningful.

The paper turned out to be a map of Xitai Tower. Interesting. Was this Xitai Tower leader surrendering to him? It seemed that this leader was smarter than he thought. He actually knew that he was going to investigate Xitai Tower.

However, according to the information he had received, the leader had just entered Xitai Tower and might not know everyone in the tower, but he was able to obtain a map of Xitai Tower, with even the secret rooms clearly marked.

Maybe this little beauty seduced him, not necessarily because she was attracted to him, there must be something else he didn't know about. Whatever the reason, since she had the guts to seduce him, she must bear the consequences of her actions.

Mo Ling rolled the map into a ball and threw it out the window, saying with a half-smile, "Check it out."

Sunrise drives away the darkness and the stars greet the sunset.

It was another bustling and noisy night on the Qinhuai River. Feng Jiuqing asked the maid to serve wine to the guest through the screen. The guest's face was red and it seemed that he had drunk a lot.

The guest took the wine glass from the maid and drank it all.

"Mr. Mingqing is so talented. I am ashamed of myself, I am ashamed of myself."

Feng Jiuqing had no expression on his face. He stroked the fur of the system casually and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Zhang is too kind to me. Mingqing won by a narrow margin."

The man had drunk a little too much and his tongue was stuttering as he spoke: "Ming, Master Ming, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass your test today. In consideration of the one thousand taels of silver I spent today, could you please meet me?"

Feng Jiuqing rubbed the system's face, causing the system to spit out a bunch of greetings.

"Rules are rules. Mingqing broke the rules for Master Zhang today, and tomorrow you will have to break the rules for Master Li and Master Liu. In this way, what is the difference between Mingqing and the young masters and girls in Zuihonglou?"

Zuihonglou is a famous brothel on the Qinhuai River, where most of the brothels are chosen by the clients to sleep with them.

"I think Master Zhang is drunk and talking nonsense. But Master Zhang is supporting Mingqing, so Mingqing can't help but give him this face. How about Mingqing playing a song for Master Zhang?"

Mr. Zhang originally thought that he could meet the leader of Xitai Tower for one thousand taels, but he never expected that the leader said that he could only see him after passing three tests.

The first round was the literary test, and as long as he won the first place, he would pass. He was also a juren, so he had some knowledge, but he didn't expect that the champion of Xitai Tower was worthy of his reputation. He was defeated in less than an incense stick of time and had to drink three pots of wine.

He was drunk and said those words just now. Fortunately, Master Mingqing didn't take it to heart. Being able to listen to Master Mingqing playing the piano was worth the money I spent today.

Just as Feng Jiuqing was about to pluck the strings of the zither, there were chaotic footsteps outside the door, and a very familiar voice of "Get out".

It was Mo Ling's voice. What was he doing here? Was it because he came to redeem him in broad daylight, but the shopkeeper asked for a huge sum of 300,000 taels of silver, and he came here to mess things up after the negotiation failed?

Feng Jiuqing pretended not to hear, lowered his head, placed his hands on the strings, and played the first note.

"Bam—"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Master Zhang, with a flushed face, was furious: "Who allowed you to come in? I have reserved the place tonight, how do you do things? Why do you let anyone in?"

The voices became quieter as time went on, because Mo Ling was tall and strong, and had been in a high position for many years, so his aura was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Although alcohol makes people brave, Master Zhang is not stupid. This man's anger is obviously directed at him. Moreover, several guards behind him can't stop him, which shows that this man is not a good person.

Young Master Zhang's legs went weak and he fell to the ground with a clang. Before Mo Ling could say anything, he was frightened out of his wits.

Mo Ling glanced at the person on the ground with contempt and said in a deep voice, "Someone will deliver the three hundred thousand taels tomorrow. I'll take the person away."

"This," the shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his head. The owner of the building was not here today, so he couldn't make the decision. How could he dare to let the leader go without seeing the silver? If the owner of the building knew about it, he would skin him alive.

Feng Jiuqing spoke at the right time: "Shopkeeper, please take Young Master Zhang to rest first, and let Mingqing chat with this distinguished guest. Mingqing promises that he will not leave Xitai Tower. If you don't believe me, you can arrange for someone to wait outside the door."

The shopkeeper was in a dilemma and had no other choice but to agree: "Thank you very much, Mr. Zhang. The half hour is up. Why don't you go down and rest first?"

Master Zhang was already drunk and confused, so the shopkeeper had him half-dragged and half-pulled away.

After the shopkeeper and his entourage left, Feng Jiuqing asked the maids to leave, leaving only him and Mo Ling in the room.

Mo Ling crossed the screen, held the person in his arms, and said without telling whether he was happy or angry: "Qingqing is getting bolder and bolder. Not only does she not listen to me, but she is also plotting against me. Does she have to be taught a lesson by me before she will be obedient?"

Feng Jiuqing was also a little angry in his heart. Three hundred thousand taels, Mo Ling used it so easily to redeem an actor, which really made him proud.

If he could reveal his identity now, he would have made Mo Ling kneel in the Imperial Ancestral Temple for a whole night and reflect on whether it was worth it for an emperor to do so.