Stirring up with the old enemy

Chen Jingming left Pinglehou's mansion angrily, and there was no one in sight along the way.With a cold face, he rode his horse straight to Dali Temple, the moonlight was about to disappear, and the wind outside the treetops also smelt of blood.

"Is the person here Master Chen?"

The jailer stood at the hitch and waited early, and when he got a promise, he held up a lamp to shine on Chen Jingming's face, and after confirming that he was behind him, he heaved a sigh of relief and said with a soft smile, "I've been waiting for you for half a quarter of an hour. Master Pingle picked it up, and I was afraid that you would not come."

Chen Jingming couldn't hear the words Pinglehou's Mansion the most now, his handsome face sank, and his thin lips curled half an arc mockingly. "No wonder everyone in the court is afraid of Dali Temple, so the news is so well-informed!"

The jailer was taken aback, seeing that his expression was not good, he thought he was dragged out of the bed curtain while he was messing around with Lord Pingle.The two reunited after a long absence, and it was another good night, Chen Yushi was a little bit annoyed... understandable.

The jailer thought he understood very well, and after receiving the training silently, he led Chen Jingming to the cell to do business.

The jailer carried a lamp in front, and Chen Jingming followed behind with a cold face.After entering the prison, the copper lock creaked and turned, and the smell of blood spread from the next step of the tunnel became more intense.The soles of the black-edged boots fell on the steps, and it was very empty and silent.

"My lord, be careful with your steps." Holding the lamp, the jailer whispered in his ear, "The Fan family has started a hunger strike today, probably because he knows about the Jiangnan Road incident."

Chen Jingming paused. "How do you know?"

"The ancestor of the Fan family in Luyang came here in person yesterday, sitting in a small green sedan chair. Although he was stopped by Guo Sicheng and did not come to prison, the person in the prison is probably his prostitute in Jiangnan Road. Something happened, from last night to now, I have tried to die several times."

Chen Jingming lowered his eyes, remained silent for a while, and then sneered.

The "grandfather" of Lu Yang's Fan family, in terms of seniority, the current Emperor Yong'an has to call his aunt.Emperor Guangdi, the father of Emperor Yong'an, only married one empress, and the harem seemed to be idle. When the emperor was born, the "princess" and the children of the "princess" family were useless, and they couldn't live in the palace.Lu Yang's Fan family is one of the righteous sisters in the Qin clan who were adopted by the emperor.With the title and status placed there, the Prime Minister of Dali Temple really did not dare to stop him.

"Fan Xun sells officials and nobles on the Jiangnan Road, but he is relying on the power of this old ancestor." Chen Jingming said indifferently, "Now she doesn't think it's a big deal, and she actually comes to Dali Temple in person to make trouble."

"No trouble, but never trouble." The jailer said with a bitter face, carefully lowering his voice: "Cheng Da Sikong is not fond of such things, but His Majesty only favors Da Sikong, and he refuses to marry a wife, and the matter of choosing the emperor's heir is very popular. All the adults in the family are avoiding suspicion, and some people in the clan are quite powerful."

This sentence, some people, some gain power, does not refer to an unfavorable princess of the ancestor of the Lu Yang Fan family, but to the princes and vassals.

After the king of Anyang entered Beijing, he accepted the way of speaking widely, and his disciples were said to be three thousand, with a menacing attitude that he was determined to win the East Palace.

Chen Jingming recalled that in the daytime at Pinglehou's mansion, the old servant Wang had mentioned him, saying that Pinglehou's mansion is now being roasted on the fire, and Anyang Wang regards Hao Chun, who is also favored by Emperor Yong'an, as a thorn in his side .The tall and long eyebrows were slightly frowned, but he pondered for a moment.

"My lord, are you sure you want to interrogate overnight?"

Chen Jingming paused in his heart for a few breaths, and suddenly his thin lips curved slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Interrogation. If he refuses to admit it again, torture will be used!"

The jailer was taken aback.

Chen Jingming held his breath, remembering that his family went to Jiangnan Road for a few months, and Hao Chun spent a few months eating wild food in Chang'an City, and now the Fan family, who was found out so hard, wanted to seal it with death. They all brought Senhan.He turned to the jailer, his lacquered eyes were deep and deep under the lights. "If you don't dare, call Guo Sicheng for an evening news!"

**

When Chen Jingming was angry, what was Hao Chun doing?

He was lying on the big carved bed with his eyes open in a daze, with his hands resting on his head, his eyeballs staring at a luminous bead the size of a chicken hanging from the ceiling.

In the old days, Mr. Wang always arranged for someone to accompany him. Hao Chun lay in it, and there were always one or two handsome servant boys on guard.At the age of 14, Hao Chun was formally granted the title of marquis, and the night watch was replaced by a beautiful maid.Because of her outstanding looks, she likes to laugh and is caring, Mi Eryuan has worked her way up to becoming a personal maid step by step.Later, when Hao Chun went to the Western Regions, he sent Mi'er away, and now he has children.

Hao Chun smacked his lips, drunk but not sleepy.

No, the person he was thinking of was not Mier.

Mr. Wang's servants arranged for servants and maids. Looking back, those people were all perfect, but he once asked Hao Chun if he had anything he wanted, and if so, he could get it for him no matter what.If the other party's status is high, the request can also be obtained from Emperor Yong'an.

The original words of Mr. Wang's servant were, Lord Hou, why don't you leave a queen for the old Hao's family?

Hao Chun didn't know whether Wang Lao's servant was asking him that sentence, or Emperor Yong'an was asking him through Wang's servant.Anyway, he always answered, boring!Those individuals are boring and uninterested.

...but now?

Hao Chun stared straight at the luminous pearl, his lower head was swollen and swollen, and he could hardly move his nest because of his agitation.I have already soaked my urine three times, why is my heart still pounding and my breathing uneven?

... Can't!Didn't that guy Chen Jingming bump into him?As for what? !

"...Master Hou probably fell asleep...Yes...I understand."

Whispering outside, I don't know which idiot is talking about him.

Hao Chun was worried that he couldn't sleep, and now he heard someone talking about it, so he sat up abruptly, and asked angrily, "Who?"

There was a few breaths of silence outside, and after a while, the coughing sound of Mr. Wang's servant could be heard, faintly coughing. "Master Hou, it's about Madam. If you want to stay awake, do you want to listen?"

Hao Chun sat up anxiously, and it took him a while to realize that the so-called madam refers to Chen Jingming. "What happened to him?"

Hao Chun's tone was very aggressive, with inexplicable anxiety.

The voices of the people outside stopped completely.After a few breaths, Mr. Wang's servant opened the purple bamboo curtain rustlingly, stepped over the threshold of the inner room, half of his body was hidden in the shadow of the curtain, coughing and said to him: "Your Majesty was called by Mr. Shen to darken the fragrance." Behind the building, the madam once mentioned to the old slave that there was a difficult case in Dali Temple, and he had to assist in handling it. After going there, he might not be able to return home for several months. If Lord Hou gets drunk again this time, he will send someone to call for help. He, he won't come anymore."

Hao Chun sat in a daze, feeling the taste of this sentence, rolled his eyes, and let out a sneer.

There is nothing else to say.

Mr. Wang's house attendant waited again, seeing that he looked like a gourd with its mouth sawn off, and couldn't help coughing a few more times when he didn't speak anymore. "So, Lord Hou, are you drunk today?"

"put……"

Hao Chun originally wanted to swear and fart, but he said a word, but somehow he remembered the status of Mr. Wang's servant, swallowed the fart behind him, groaned, and said angrily: "I don't care if he doesn't come, young master! "

"But the betrothal gift from Taichang Temple hasn't been delivered yet." Wang Lao's servant coughed calmly and said, "So it's easy to say that my wife is not in Chang'an. Now that he is back, one is not in the Hou's mansion, the other... The house Madam rented in Chang’an East City has already been asked to arrange for someone to return it. Madam’s soft goods, sundries, books, and even bedding are now in our Hou’s mansion! Do you see it, Madam?”

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Hao Chun couldn't help becoming anxious again, as if he was holding his throat deliberately. "What do I see, my lord? Wang Baibai has something to say!"

"Madam is kind, Lord Hou, don't bully him too much!"

"Fart!" Hao Chun was furious, and finally blurted out the word fart after holding back for a long time. He frowned and said angrily: "My lord, why did I bully him? It's obvious that this person doesn't know how to flatter him! That's Lu Fengchang of Taichang Temple. Who? Ah? That is the Minister of Taichang Temple! His Majesty personally bestowed the marriage, and the Minister of Taichang Temple specially gave him the dowry gift. If he doesn’t accept it, what will he do? Ah? Could it be that he wants to wait for me personally? Can't you go and hire him?"

Mr. Wang's house attendant stopped talking, and pushed aside the purple bamboo mats hanging around the inner room with his fingers, and looked at Hao Chun deeply with a meaningful smile.

Hao Chun, who was sitting in the shaggy tent, suddenly came to his senses, twisted his body, and stared at Mr. Wang's waiter, tongue-tied. "What does Wang Baibai mean, mean...?"

Old Wang's maid nodded with a smile, coughed, and said slowly: "It's just to deliver a betrothal gift in person, so what?"

Hao Chun breathed out loudly from his nostrils.After a long pause, he said awkwardly, "I won't go!"

"...Your Majesty!"

"If you don't go, you don't want to go!" Hao Chun grinned, revealing two pointed canine teeth, his face full of reluctance. "What is my identity, young master? Ah? He, what is he! Why do you want me to beg for nothing to curry favor with him?"

Old Wang's servant smiled slightly, and opened his mouth slowly.It seems to be good words to persuade Hao Chun, but in fact, every sentence is pouring fuel on the fire. "How can it be called flattery? Since ancient times, when negotiating marriage, there must be a matchmaker. Now His Majesty's benevolence has granted the royal marriage personally, and the head of the Yuezhi Kingdom is the matchmaker. From the beginning to the end, there is no such thing as you, Lord Marquis." What's the matter?"

"Why do you say that there is nothing wrong with me?" Hao Chun really took the bait, and said angrily: "I will enter the bridal chamber in the future, am I not his husband? Even if I go to the palace to pay a visit to Xie En the next day, then he will have to call me my husband. When I get to His Majesty, it is my young master who is my husband and he is my wife."

Mr. Wang's servant spoke leisurely. "Oh, he called you husband."

Hao Chun became more and more angry. "Is not it?"

"Yes, yes, it must be." Wang Lao's servant stroked his hair skillfully, and said calmly: "Then, is Chen Yushi the wife of our Houfu?"

Hao Chun grinned. "Wang Baibai said it was a little early, it's not yet worshipped!"

Mr. Wang's servant continued calmly: "Yes, they haven't even married yet. But Master Hou said nonsense when he was drunk, saying that he didn't have a personal person to serve him, and he lamented that he was a freak. Did Madam rush over overnight? "

Hao Chun was silent.

"Madam just came back from the Jiangnan road. It will take more than a month to travel from Jiangnan to Chang'an. Madam was born last year in the field of erudition and macroci. I'm sure I can't compare to Mr. Shen's kind of noble son who beats up a child and mixes with dragons and tigers. This month's more than a month of exhaustion..."

"Okay, stop!" Hao Chun rubbed his temples with throbbing veins, and said with a headache: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Your Majesty," Wang Lao's servant leaned over, lowered his voice and forced him in a calm and unhurried manner: "This is the so-called, coming and not going is indecent! You can go to Dali Temple in person, go to send a job offer, and let the mansion pass by the way." What's the matter with these boys here sending bedding and food?"

Hao Chun straightened his throat immediately, his red and phoenix eyes stared wide open. "What? I want to give him food and drink? No, why should I go to Dali Temple to deliver the betrothal gift? This, this betrothal gift is not with me, it is still in Taichang Temple!"

"Madam was selected from a poor family. She has no connections or relatives in Chang'an. She relies on her own talent and learning." The old servant Wang sighed slightly, then paused before saying, "When Madam was selected, Lord Hou happened not to be in Chang'an. Well, Lord Hou probably didn't know all about it. When my wife was elected, she was robbed by people all over the city of Chang'an, and her son-in-law was caught by the Minister of the Ministry of War, which caused a lot of trouble in the city! Why? Just because he is the number one scholar? "

Hao Chun bared his teeth and smiled, his little tiger teeth showing slightly. "I can answer this question! It's because Da Sikong recognized him as his disciple."

"That's right," Mr. Wang's servant followed him and said politely, "Cheng Da Sikong is in power, and everyone wants to curry favor with him. But our Lord Hou is not, Lord Hou is determined to stay away from that position." Therefore... Lord Hou also respects Cheng Da Sikong's disciple who entered the house, and the wife bestowed by our Pinglehou Mansion."

Hao Chun was like a little wild cat with its fur frowned, shaking its shoulders, arching its back, and suddenly jumped off the bed rail.Three steps and two steps in parallel, rushed to the old Wang's servant, put his hand on the tip of his nose, and asked, "What did you say?"

Old Wang's servant raised his folded eyelids, looked at him deeply, and sighed. "Master Hou, do you think that Cheng Da Sikong doesn't know what's going on in your mind? Does your majesty not know?"

Da Sikong Cheng Huaijing was also number one in the 23rd year of Qianyuan. He became famous at a young age and was recognized by the court as a person as clear and exquisite as glass.And Cheng Da Sikong is Emperor Yong'an's pillow, what he knows, His Majesty must also know everything.

A chill gradually rose in Hao Chun's heart.

"In order to escape the scramble, Lord Hou did not hesitate to defile himself. Every day, the family drank wine with a bunch of dudes and spent time and money. Your Majesty never said anything, but Lord Hou, you have not been in the palace for a long time since you returned from victory in the Western Regions. Even face to face There are fewer and fewer chances to be holy." The old servant Wang sighed again after saying this. "Early morning... Lord Hou, you..."

"Hesitating, young master, isn't it just that I didn't go to court? It's because His Majesty forgives me and allows me to play for a while!" Hao Chun stared, denying that he was just hanging out.

Mr. Wang's servant looked at him deeply, watching him write down.

Hao Chun felt a little uncomfortable. "That's all right, all this is irrelevant. Why did you come here to wake me up?"

"Come and beg Lord Hou to be more considerate." Seeing that he was in a hurry, Wang's servant returned the conversation with a smile. "Besides, Madam didn't bring anything with her when she left, so what good things can Dali Temple have? Isn't it just in time to pack Madam's luggage, everything is ready, and the carriage is waiting at the door at any time, Lord Marquis, look? "

Hao Chun choked.After a while, he waved his hand and said impatiently: "Go! Go! Send a few servants to him!"

"There is also the betrothal gift that has been shelved in Taichang Temple..."

"Send someone to Taichang Temple to inform Lu Fengchang, and let him find a day to send it directly to Dali Temple."

"Lu Fengchang is ill."

"What?" Hao Chun couldn't believe it, and he yelled strangely: "Why did he get sick? Didn't he be so lively a few days ago that he wanted to go drink flower wine with the young master?"

"I'm sick." Mr. Wang's servant added with a smile. "Your Majesty said that this first-of-its-kind marriage was not done well in Taichang Temple, which made the master and husband of the Yueshi Kingdom wait and see day and night, and lost our face! Lu Fengchang's salary was reduced by half, and Lu Fengchang's salary was reduced by half. sick."

The so-called disease is probably a disease called shame.

The salary of the minister of Taichang Temple is thirty stones per month, and the annual money is two thousand. For Lu Fengchang, who was born in a noble family, that idea of ​​money and food is nothing!

"Why hasn't the ruler of the Yuezhi Kingdom left yet?" Hao Chun remembered hating Yue Nanhua again, and grinned. "He just likes to meddle in his own business!"

"The husband of the Yuezhi Kingdom is my Yingtian's Lord Jianye, and he also has a mansion in Chang'an." The old Wang's servant said with a smile: "It is said that the two of them want to see the marriage of Lord Hou with their own eyes, complete the ceremony and enter the bridal chamber. I just returned to the Yuezhi Kingdom."

"...to a fucking bridal chamber!"

Hao Chun felt inexplicably terrified when he thought of Chen Jingming bumping into him viciously when he was parting.He gritted his teeth and wrinkled his brows and eyes into a ball.Thinking of Lu Fengchang in Taichang Temple pretending to be sick, even the people who sent him to relieve him disappeared, the cold air crawled from his heart to the soles of his feet, and his whole body was numb. "No, sir, I've been drunk for days, and I'm not feeling well. Wang Baibai, touch my forehead, touch it! Is it too hot?"

Mr. Wang's servant was dragged by him and pressed his forehead. Under his palm, the skin of the young man was as delicate as jade, and he was sweating a little, but he was obviously not feverish.

However, Hao Chun didn't know that his acting had failed again, so he raised his chin and looked eagerly at Mr. Wang's servant with a pair of autumn water and red phoenix eyes.The long and curly eyelashes are blinking, not to mention how earnest the eyes are!

Old Wang's servant couldn't help but sighed again. "Master Hou! Your Majesty has been leaving you alone, don't you understand?"

"Understanding what?" Hao Chun gritted his teeth and pretended to be stupid.

"If you don't marry your wife for a day, His Majesty will not believe that you are really determined to exterminate your heir. The old slave once heard His Majesty mention it. His Majesty said that it doesn't matter if the new heir enters the East Palace. ——Be kind to Cheng Da Sikong. Your Majesty said that Cheng Da Sikong is ten years old, and His Majesty is afraid that the mountain will collapse in a hundred years, and the new king will not be able to tolerate Cheng Da Sikong."

The matter of life and death, Emperor Yong'an has already arranged for the person next to him.Emperor Yong'an's affection for Cheng Da Sikong can be seen!

Hao Chun gritted his teeth, feeling suddenly uncomfortable for some reason.A little sour, and a little jealous.

"Master Hou, if you don't make up your mind, it will be too late." Wang's house attendant threatened him and coaxed him generously. "Either get married, or just spend time like this. Chang'an City is currently undercurrents, but they are all people who are staring at that position."

Hao Chun raised his head suddenly, and the hippie smile he had always pretended to be was gone.He stared sharply at the wrinkled old face of Mr. Wang's servant, paused, and spoke coldly. "Who did you tell this to?"

Wang Lao's servant lowered his eyelids, and smiled leisurely with his sleeves folded, his smile was a little strange. "The old slave is an eunuch. He was sent to the palace after being beaten as a child. He served three emperors successively. Today, His Majesty bestows the old slave to Lord Hou, and Lord Hou is the master of the old slave. In the future, the old slave will go to the mountain to be buried. Lord Hou. Lord Hou, who can I tell you these heart-to-heart words? "

Hao Chun couldn't tell whether Mr. Wang's servant was confiding with him or not.But Emperor Yong'an was indeed letting him go!This marriage was the matchmaker of Yuezhi Kingdom, and Cheng Da Sikong personally agreed to the marriage, so the meaning of Emperor Yong'an was very clear.Even Chen Jingming, although he didn't know why he was so active, he was indeed active.

If he continued to spend so much time, or confronted Chen Jingming, he was afraid that he would anger Chen Jingming's mentor, Cheng Da Sikong.At that time, Cheng Da Sikong only needs to blow gently on the pillow when going to bed at night, and Hao Chun's head will be gone.

"They're all forcing me!" Hao Chun grinned coldly. "Okay, I understand what Wang Baibai means."

Wang Lao's servant looked at him fixedly, hesitant to speak. "Then Marquis, you..."

"Me?" Hao Chun sneered and tapped the tip of his nose with his hand. "Master, I'll go to bed first. Sleepy!"

Hao Chun stopped his work for a moment, as if the person who was so cold just now was not him, his two small canine teeth were slightly exposed, and he turned around with a playful smile and hid by the bedside.As if it wasn't enough, he covered his face with an embroidered quilt as soon as he entered the brocade tent.

Old Wang's servant gasped, and then stamped his feet anxiously. "Lord Hou!"

Hao Chun's voice was covered by an embroidered quilt, and the voice was husky. "Don't bother me!"

"The bride price?"

"I won't go, I won't go even if I'm beaten to death!" Hao Chun threw off the embroidered quilt abruptly, gnashing his teeth with staring eyes. Every word he threw on the ground could kill a camel.

**

Two hours later.

Hao Chun held a box of pearls and stood in the spacious conference hall of Dali Temple. The sun happened to shine on his forehead in the corner of the hall, and the black gauze wiped his forehead and made his brain hurt.

"Is it over? You guys should hurry up and ask Chen Da Yushi to come out!"

Pei Yuan, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple who was accompanying him, lowered his eyes and said expressionlessly: "Your Majesty is looking for Chen Yushi, but it's a pity that someone knows about Dali Temple. He is not from my Dali Temple, so of course I can't help you." busy."

"No, Brother Pei Yuan!" Hao Chun became anxious, and raised his voice to start a personal relationship. "Anyway, we just went to the building to have a drink, didn't we? Brother, I don't treat you badly, right? Brother, it's a big event for me to get married, so you can't do me a favor, help me find someone to go to the dungeon and call him out? Just for a while After a while, brother, I will hand over the dowry to him face to face and leave."

"It's indeed a big event for Master Hou to get married." Pei Yuan didn't move at all. Looking carefully, the brows and eyes of this fifteen-year-old young lady from Dali Temple seemed to be sad. "It's a pity, what has it to do with me?"

Hao Chun choked, turned his head, and saw eighteen servant boys he brought from Pinglehou's Mansion standing outside, each of them was holding a betrothal gift box, and there was a boy carrying a box at the gate.

This, his Ping Lehou's face really can't come down!

"Pei Yuan, why don't I call you good brother, dear brother?" Hao Chun frowned and begged this stumbling block in a low voice. "Look, I personally chased after Dali Temple to offer the betrothal gift. Let me tell you, if the betrothal gift can't be sent out, maybe your brother and I will be the second Lu Fengchang, and even the salary will be reduced. Ah no, I mean Maybe even my title will have to be taken away by His Majesty."

Pei Yuan, who originally thought she was too pretty, heard him say such a long series of soft words and beggings, and suddenly swayed, his face became as pale as snowflakes, and the water in Xingzi's eyes shone slightly.Pei Yuan shook his lips, his eyes were full of sadness, he took the initiative to take half a step forward, almost staring at Hao Chun's pair of red phoenix eyes that were always smiling, and after holding back for a few breaths, he finally couldn't help saying: "Brother, you are really cruel. "

"...Uh," Hao Chun subconsciously took the box back half a step, with a vigilant expression on his face. "What do you mean by that?"

He stepped back, and Pei Yuan approached step by step.

Pei Yuan, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, almost stared at the reflection in his eyes, weeping in a daze. "Brother, you know that I admire you, but now you ask me... to send someone to call him for you, and let me watch you hand over the dowry to him?"

hiss!Hao Chun gasped. "What, what, did you misunderstand?"

"When I was six years old, I saw my brother for the first time." Pei Yuan stared straight into his eyes, with a look of crying and laughter. "When I was 11 years old, my elder brother left Chang'an, and my elder brother fought bloody battles in the Western Regions. Every day and every night, I was restless. I went to the Buddhist temple for my elder brother to commit three thousand volumes of scriptures, and burned incense at home day and night for my elder brother... All I want is for you to return safely, brother."

……hiss!

Hao Chun was so shocked that his eyebrows almost fell out of frame, and the blue veins on his forehead, which was restrained by the black gauze and hollowed out, twitched endlessly.

"Now my brother has returned to Chang'an safely," Pei Yuan smiled sadly, with tears in his eyes, which made him feel pity. "Unfortunately, brother has already taken a fancy to someone else!"

"Ah, this, what..."

Pei Yuan pressed too hard, Hao Chun had no way to retreat, he leaned against the corner of the wall with the box in his arms.He smirked trying to play dumb. "Then what, brother Pei Yuan, you..."

"Brother..." Pei Yuan's eyes were entangled with Hao Chun, his fingers were cold, and he leaned over to push Hao Chun against the corner of the wall, as if he was about to cry.He stood on tiptoe and looked up at Hao Chun, with his snow-white jaw raised, and his breathing sounded weak like a dying Persian cat. "Brother...don't look at other people, but...just look at me."

"No, no, no," Hao Chun held a box of pearls in his arms that he was going to give to Chen Jingming, and shook his head desperately with his eyes closed. "Good brother, don't hurt me! This is not a joke, don't play tricks on me."

Pei Yuan raised his finger, and gently put Hao Chun's hand tightly holding the box.Then he also closed his eyes, raised his jaw slightly, and suddenly a sweet smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Boo!

Hao Chun's back stiffened, and when he opened his eyes, two cold lips pressed against his hot cheeks.

Pei Yuan actually kissed him.

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Hao Chun: Shit, my lord, I was eaten tofu!

Chen Jingming: Emmm, every time I can meet Lord Hou stealing food, he looks calm like an old dog but actually runs away.jpg