The Regent's Tender Darling

"Drunken to the world?"

Marquis Zhaoren was stunned, and for a moment he even sat up straighter, staring at Jiang.

Seeing that Marquis Zhaoren seemed to be interested, the smile on Jiang's face grew wider. He sat down and came closer, and continued: "It's Zuili Qiankun. The Qiankun brew you praise is the wine produced by Zuili Qiankun."

"I know." Zhaorenhou couldn't help but fell into deep thought. This Zuili Qiankun was the regent's place to hide from others, so naturally the people in this Zuili Qiankun were also the regent's people.

And he also heard that the guys in Zuili Qiankun were members of the Wild Dog Gang who were wrongfully accused of the Lin'an government office's murder case. These people were originally good people who were persecuted by the corrupt officials in Yangzhou.

When he didn't know Zuili Qiankun was the property of the Regent, he thought someone was so kind to take in these homeless people, so he paid a visit.

Unexpectedly, the owner of Zuili Qiankun was kind-hearted, and the wine was cheap and good, so he became a frequent customer of Zuili Qiankun.

In the end, he never expected that Zuili Qiankun, which he often visited, would become a place he had to go to in the future.

Those guys are indeed poor people. If you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with them. It can be considered a good deed.

So he said: "Then you have to be willing."

Jiang nodded, stretched out his hand to hold Zhaorenhou's hand, and said happily: "I know, I just want to ask if you agree. If you agree, I will ask. If they don't agree, I won't force it."

Then he said with a little excitement: "Master Hou, you don't know, last time I..."

"Okay, okay, okay! I got it, I got it. Let me, your husband, have some hot food first and then listen to what you say, okay?" He went out this time and was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.

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―――The next day.

Early in the morning, before the dew had dried outside, Xuemei sent out a beautiful woman from the hall.

"My servant will send you off not far away." Xuemei smiled and obeyed, and without waiting for the beautiful woman's consent, she turned around and returned to the hall.

The woman didn't feel anything was wrong. She held the thin purple silk handkerchief in her delicate white jade hand, looking at the hall with a foxy smile and twirling her ears and hair.

"Yue'er, let's go." The woman's soft and warm voice sounded, even if she was just talking to the maid beside her, it made people feel like they were going through the motions.

Yue'er looked back at the hall, and then hurried to help the beautiful woman in lavender clothes.

This woman is none other than Yan Laixing's concubine Wu Mei'er, who is here to visit the Princess Regent this time.

As soon as he left the courtyard, he ran into Yan Laixing, who was wearing a red official uniform and a black gauze hat.

"Husband~" Wu Mei'er looked surprised, and her sweet "husband" call made people's hearts tremble.

Yan Laixing was originally happy, but when he saw his beautiful concubine running here, apparently coming out from inside, his expression suddenly changed.

"Why are you here?" Then he looked into the courtyard, then glanced at Ye Ming who was standing at the door of the courtyard and almost rolled his eyes, and asked Wu Mei'er again: "You went in?"

Wu Meier nodded tenderly, her body so limp that she seemed unable to stand up straight.

"What did you do in there!" Yan Laixing suddenly became angry.

Wu Meier lowered her head slightly and replied in a soft voice: "Didn't the eldest lady go back to her parents' home to visit her mother? I am not in charge of everything in this house~ I am also half a mistress. "