If you don't go to the house, you are not a gentleman

Rumors are rampant in the capital today.

The Prince suspected that he wanted to frame the Holy Majesty.The four ghosts secretly contributed to the flames.

For a while, people were panic-stricken, and it was hard to sleep at night.

And when these reached An Le's ears, some time had passed.After all, although there is a lot of noise in the capital, these rumors will not spread.

An Le couldn't help frowning, "Now it's just the sword ghost who wants to assassinate the emperor, but now it's passed to the four ghosts?"

Baili took a sip of tea slowly, "There have never been many rumors in the capital."

"What about the prince?"

"The prince is not a person with a deep city, and he is afraid that he will be framed and framed. It's just that I don't know whose scapegoat he is."

An Le looked at the sake in the wine cup, and after a long silence, he suddenly said, "I heard that Prime Minister Right is looking for your whereabouts recently?"

Baili didn't intend to hide it, "Not bad."

"for what?"

Baili smiled meaningfully, "Of course it's for the good things on me."

An Le's eyes darkened, he couldn't guess what was hiding on Baili's body, he didn't even have a clue.

Now they are in a dilemma. Trapped in the capital of Chang'an, the whereabouts of the sword ghost are unknown, and the hidden knife is hidden behind them, making it difficult to move forward.

Thinking of this, An Le felt annoyed, a glass of wine poured into her belly, and the sake left a deep burning sensation in her throat.

"You plan to spend your whole life here?"

But the old god Baili said: "Of course not."

An Le snorted, "Any other bad ideas?"

"No, I still think we should start with the Marquis of Chang'an."

An Le chuckled, "Are you still planning to touch your nose?"

Baili slowly poured another cup of tea for himself, but held it in his hand and refused to drink it, "There are rumors that the Marquis of Chang'an is insane and doesn't care about worldly affairs, so how could he suddenly close the door to thank guests?"

An Le snorted, "Of course there are two possibilities. One, someone around him sensed the danger, and the Marquis of Chang'an listened to him. Second, there is something hidden behind the Marquis of Chang'an."

"Which one do you think it is?"

"There are no diners in the Marquis of Chang'an, so it should be the second type."

Baili smiled deeper, "Since that's the case, don't you know what to do?"

An Le paused while holding the wine cup.

……

In front of the Marquis of Chang'an.

An Le stood between the two stone lions, and the servants in the mansion looked at him impatiently.

"What's the matter, son? I'm afraid Master Hou won't see you."

An Le shrugged, and said indifferently: "Whether I see you or not, it depends on what you, the Marquis, think?"

The servant frowned, "Master Hou said that he won't see guests, please come back!"

An Le slowly showed a light smile, so bright and beautiful, she couldn't help shaking the servant's eyes.

"Please also tell Master Hou that I know what is hidden behind his back."

The servant looked blank, "What nonsense are you talking about! The Marquis of Chang'an is not for you to entertain, this is the capital of Chang'an!"

An Le's face was calm, "Please tell me. Of course, if you don't tell me, I'm afraid things will be serious later."

When the servant heard this, he weighed it in his heart, and said viciously, "Wait."

Although An Le was told to wait, the servant closed the door forcefully, leaving An Le to stand alone in the cold wind.

An Le: "..."

The servant walked quickly towards the study.

It's not too troublesome to tell Lord Hou, it's up to Lord Hou to decide whether to see or not.

But if he doesn't tell the news, I'm afraid that as the people outside the door said, there will be big troubles, and the Marquis of Chang'an may not be able to spare him when the time comes.

He quickly stood in front of the study, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Master Hou?"

"..."

The servant guessed that the Marquis of Chang'an was probably sleeping, so he raised his voice and said, "Your Majesty?"

The Marquis of Chang'an seemed to have heard it, there was a rustling sound from inside, and it took a long time before he heard a lazy response from inside.

"Come in."

The servant went in lightly, bowing his head respectfully.

The Marquis of Chang'an was lying on a warm couch beside him, with an expensive fox fur draped over his body, and his blue hair was loose.

The domestic servant did not dare to look at his face, for fear that this bad-tempered Lord Hou would blame him for disturbing Qingmeng.

"Master Hou, there is someone outside the door begging to see you."

Marquis Chang'an closed his eyes and said lazily, "Who?"

"I don't know, it seems that they are not from the capital of Chang'an."

Marquis Chang'an turned over and turned his back to the servant, "I don't see you. You have to come looking for this kind of thing—"

The servant said: "Master Hou, that man said that he knew what was hidden behind Master Hou—"

Marquis Chang'an remained motionless, "I don't know what is hiding, so drive him back."

The domestic servant responded, stepped back softly, and was about to close the door when Marquis Chang'an spoke again.

"and many more."

The servant quickly stopped, "Master Hou, what's the matter?"

"Is that person good-looking?"

The servant couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, "Ah, he's a handsome young man."

Marquis Chang'an immediately turned over, and the fox fur fell to the ground.

The servant raised his head and saw a childish, silly face.

"Let him in."

Domestic servant: "...Yes."

An Le seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and there was no trace of astonishment on his face.

After passing through the Yi Gate, An Le was led into a huge hall.

The table is a mahogany table, the chairs are mahogany chairs, the tea is the best Tieguanyin tea, there is an incense burner to warm the stove, and the seat is also cushioned with fox fur.

Luxurious.

An Le sat down and waited for Marquis Chang'an.

The Marquis of Chang'an came not too late, he stomped over, An Le heard that this man does not know martial arts.

The door was pushed open, and a slightly shorter figure appeared swayingly.

Luxurious clothes and expensive robes, but they couldn't hide the foolishness rushing towards her face.

An Le looked at the boy who looked like a boy and smirked at himself.

"..." This person is probably the Marquis of Chang'an, it is really no different from the rumors!

Marquis Chang'an is not tall, and his legs are naturally not long, so he walked over and sat down.

An Le looked at him without saying a word, and Marquis Chang An didn't speak, but just stared at An Le's face.

The servants resigned tactfully, leaving only three people standing guard outside the door.

Seeing that he didn't intend to speak, An Le said, "Master Hou, Caomin has something to ask."

Marquis Chang'an still looked stupid, "Didn't you say that there is something hidden behind this Marquis?"

An Le blinked and said: "That's just an excuse to meet Lord Hou. If you don't say that, Lord Hou may not want to see the grassroots."

Marquis Chang'an said: "How could it be? If there is a beauty standing outside the door, how can this Marquis disappear?"

An Le: "..."

After a long silence, An Le coughed a few times, and then said: "Caomin would like to invite Lord Hou—"

Marquis Chang'an interrupted: "What is behind this Marquis?"

An Le: "..."

Marquis Chang'an grinned foolishly, "Curiosity."

An Le said: "The grassroots don't know."

Marquis Chang'an showed a disappointed expression.

An Le put aside the subject and said, "Will Lord Hou help the grassroots?"

"Naturally, how can you refuse the beauty's request?"

An Le didn't know whether she should be happy or worried.

"I also ask the Marquis of Chang'an to be flexible and let Caomin and his companions leave Chang'an Capital."

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Three days of Ching Ming