Meng Dong

Since Meng Dong lived in the palace, he has never been out of the palace. After all, he tried every means to sneak into the palace. There is nothing outside that is worth attracting and nostalgic for him, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong. Until now, Yan Hong When he mentioned it, he realized belatedly that it seemed that Yan Hong hadn't left the mansion for some reason since he entered the mansion.

In the beginning, he even invited Xu Weidan into the mansion to have a drink and chat. In the following days, he simply lived in the attic. There is no trace of entanglement in the matter, and it is completely different from the Nanjun king who was having fun in the past. Self-cultivation is like a different person.

Meng Dong himself didn't think there was anything wrong with living like this. According to Yan Hong's past, it should be regarded as extremely boring. At first, he might still find it fresh, but now that it's been a long time, it's normal that he can't persist in the end.

It happened that Meng Dong also felt that it was necessary for him to go to the palace. Although he felt that the man's subordinates were somewhat useless, there were still some matters that needed their help to investigate.And after what happened last night...he didn't dare to contact others rashly in the palace.Although there were no actual clues, Meng Dong still felt that someone must be staring at him somewhere he couldn't see.

This is in line with his current understanding of Yan Hong.

Along the way, he kept thinking about what kind of opportunity he could find to get out of Yan Hong's sight for a short time, so as to contact the people in Qiwu Hall, but he didn't realize it. When the curtain was lifted, he got off the carriage, and all he saw was The signboard of Qiwukan.

Meng Dong turned to look at Yan Hong in a daze: "My lord, this is..."

Yan Hong raised his head, looked at the sign of Qiwu Pavilion, and then replied: "I didn't think of coming here today, it was Xu Weidan who sent me a letter saying that a rich businessman came from nowhere in the city a few days ago. As soon as I saw Miss Jiangliu from a distance, I was fascinated by it, and I stopped doing business, and ran to Qiwu Pavilion every day without doing anything, just to listen to her play a song. But that day you I also saw that Xu Weidan is very interested in Miss Jiangliu now, taking up most of her time and not giving anyone else a chance. The rich businessman has not been able to meet him for several times, so he handed him I wrote the post and made an appointment to fight with him today, whoever loses will not be allowed to see Miss Jiangliu again."

Speaking of this, Yan Hong laughed: "Xu Weidan hasn't encountered such a thing in so many years, and it was rare that he was aroused with a bit of competitiveness, so he agreed, and in order to be safe, he specially invited the king here Stand up for him."

Meng Dong nodded clearly: "Then I understand what the lord means. Since it is a competition in the hall, we have the final say on many things. I will greet the manager later and take care of Mr. Xu."

Yan Hong raised his eyebrows and shook his head lightly: "Do you think I'm not staying at the mansion to escape the summer heat in this scorching weather, but I came here specially to help him? Isn't it for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see Xu Weidan's jokes? He was in Fengyue After so many years in the field, if he loses in this kind of thing in the end, I think he might as well give up this kind of thinking from now on. I will ask someone to arrange a position for him in the army. "

"It's not for the convenience of Mr. Xu, why did the prince bring me along?"

Yan Hong put his arms around Meng Dong's shoulders as he spoke. He was a little taller than Meng Dong. This posture was just right. At a glance, it could be seen that the relationship between the two was very close, but because Meng Dong had a good appearance , but with a bit of an unattainable temperament, and there is no young man in the Qiwu Pavilion, so it will not make people doubt the relationship between the two of them.

Yan Hong took Meng Dong by his arms and walked into the hall while replying: "Isn't it a pity that I read his jokes alone? Of course I have to find someone to share such a good opportunity. Besides, you are bored in the mansion all day long. Don't you feel bored?"

While talking, the two had already entered the hall, and someone greeted them immediately. Just as they were about to speak to Yan Hong, they saw Meng Dong who was in his arms, and saw his injured arm at a glance, and then he was taken aback for a while before he said in doubt. : "Young master, you..."

Meng Dong's demeanor was calm, but Yan Hong could feel his body stiffen in his arms just now, and when he was about to speak, he heard that the man had already ordered: "I have a private room on the second floor. Later, the young master of Xu's mansion will come over and invite you directly." past."

The man responded, bowed his body, and made a gesture of invitation. Meng Dong ignored him and led Yan Hong to go straight upstairs.

Yan Hong glanced back as he walked, leaned into Meng Dong's ear and said, "Although your mother... well, it's hard to describe, but I can see that the people in this restaurant are very afraid of you, and the prestige of the young master is still high. existing."

Meng Dong laughed softly: "Where did I have any prestige just now? For many years in this restaurant, I have always treated people with jokes and jokes, and I have never treated anyone harshly. What do they have to be afraid of me?"

"Maybe it's because your face is so pretty, but you have such an indescribable temperament. Even if you smile so beautifully like now, it's still daunting." Yan Hong laughed, let go of his arms, Followed Meng Dong upstairs.

A lot of thought should have been put into the construction of the Qiwu Pavilion. Yan Hong hadn't been there before and didn't know much about it. This time, he was led by Meng Dong all the way, and he patiently looked around.

Not to mention the backyard that is comparable to the back garden of the Wangfu, the main building in front is already incomparable to other museums and alleys.After entering the private room, Yan Hong casually touched the table case and smiled slightly: "Qiwu Pavilion really deserves its reputation, let's not mention the material of this table case for the time being, let's just talk about the craftsmanship, which is hard to find in Jiangling City. "

Meng Dong poured a cup of tea and brought it to Yan Hong's lips: "You made the prince laugh. After all, when you open the door to welcome guests, you have to do something different so that people can remember it."

Yan Hong nodded in agreement, took a sip of tea in Meng Dong's hand, and sighed: "This tea is also good. The yellow buds from Shouzhou should be freshly picked, and the taste is also excellent, but this tea set..."

Meng Dong refilled the teacup and stuffed it into Yan Hong's hand, poured himself a cup, and sat down on the soft bench next to him: "In terms of refinement, of course it can't compare to the palace, although I can let them prepare the tea you like, but You can't go to the palace and bring your tea set with you. Since the prince came to see Mr. Xu today, he has no choice but to feel wronged."

"You remember clearly what this king likes." Yan Hong seemed very happy, and took a big sip of tea, "Then the taste of this tea should be enhanced."

"I dare not forget." Meng Dong lowered his head and stared at the teacup in his hand.After all, ever since Yan Hong lived in the attic, and most of the time he pushed others away, leaving him alone, Qingming kept talking about Yan Hong's preferences in Meng Dong's ear from time to time, for fear that he would not be able to take good care of his prince.Even if Meng Dong didn't want to remember it anymore, he was forced to write down a lot.

Of course, he still couldn't recall which tea set to use for Xueming tea.

Yan Hong sat down on the other side of the slump, leaning obliquely on the armrest beside him, looking quite lazy.Meng Dong sometimes has to feel that this person may really be born for pleasure, no matter when and where, he can always find the most relaxing and comfortable way for himself, and he never cares about other people's eyes.

Wanton free and easy, enviable.

Yan Hong looked around the room before he said, "Today's room seems to be a bit better than the room that Xu Weidan invited me last time."

"Well, my lord has good eyesight." Meng Dong said lightly, "I ordered someone to tidy up this room, and all the decorations in it are according to my preferences. Even if all the rooms in this hall are full, if I No one else is allowed to come in." Meng Dong snorted softly, "This may be the only privilege that my so-called young master has in this museum."

"Actually..." Yan Hong looked at Meng Dong, but hesitated to speak.

Meng Dong tilted his head and looked at him: "What does your lord want to ask?"

"Even though this Qiwu Pavilion doesn't sound like a decent place, in terms of wealth, there are not many households in Jiangling City that can match it." Yan Hong's eyes fell on Meng Dong's face without blinking, "You Mother, if a weak woman has the ability to build such a large place in Jiangling City, why should she send her son out as a bargaining chip, and you..."

Meng Dong raised his head to meet Yan Hong's gaze. Today, if he still thinks that his words when he first entered the mansion completely convinced Yan Hong, he would be too naive.But in the final analysis, most of his rhetoric is still accurate. Both his mother and himself want to climb the high branch of Nanjun Wangfu, but what to do after climbing, and what to get? It is indescribable.

He couldn't say it clearly, and Yan Hong might not be suspicious.But he still keeps himself by his side, perhaps because this person is not afraid at all.Behind the strong self-confidence, of course, there is also a little bit of coveting for beauty.

Meng Dong lowered his eyes slightly, for a long time, then slowly raised his head: "I don't fully understand what my mother is planning. But I still know what I think. If people want to gain, they must lose something. The Xiwu Pavilion looks like a good place now, but it is just a superficial beauty, just like my identity as the young master. Entering the palace is the only chance for me to get rid of this identity. Even if others think that I am a I don't even care about being self-defeating."

Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed: "If I were to talk about it, I can't say what kind of day is depraved." He raised his eyes, his eyes were a little moist, and he looked extraordinarily sincere, "At least during this period in the palace Today, I enjoy the peace that I have never had before."

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