Chapter 252 Resentment

Another half month is the New Year's Eve, and several strange things happened in Shengjing one after another in the past few days. Finally, the tense and treacherous atmosphere at the front was diluted a bit.

The incense in Anguo Temple suddenly flourished. The reason is that the abbot of Anguo Temple is not only highly virtuous, but also hides the secrets of Xinglin. I heard that Namu family is the most favored by His Highness the Sixth Prince's house, and an accident happened a while ago. A beautiful face of hibiscus, it is hard to draw people's eyes. You have to wear a bamboo hat when you go out, and at least a face towel is indispensable.

It's embarrassing, this kind of favor, it's like seeing the sky fade away. No, they asked His Highness the Sixth Highness to send them out of the mansion and resettle them in another house. If it wasn't for the master being merciful, using acupuncture and medicine, and forcibly relying on his ability to cure the person, Mu's mother, son and three children may not be able to get along at the moment, so why are they so unhappy.

However, I heard that the master's medical skills are not something ordinary people can obtain. People who are not predestined and kind-hearted should not do it rashly. From this point of view, the side concubine of His Highness the Sixth Prince's house is also kind-hearted, and has won the Buddha's holy light.

But this time, His Royal Highness the House of the Fifth Highness found out something disgraceful. It's like a concubine Ji who became a spy of the Jin Dynasty was picked out by the officials in Beijing. It was rumored that this woman was extremely powerful, she had been lurking in the prince's residence for six or seven years, and she had secretly sent news to the rebels before. After all the crimes were settled, he actually did all the evil things, and within two days he was poisoned and drunk to death, his intestines were pierced and his stomach was rotted, and he lost his life.

The other thing is joyful, the fourth princess of the current dynasty has formally engaged with the young master of the famous Guan family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. I heard from the dignitaries that the Guan family was in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and they were the most powerful people. It seems that she is related to the queen mother, so she is very rich. It is said that the daughter of the Tian family is indeed born with a noble life. Even if she loses her son-in-law, she will not worry about not having a beloved one when she remarries.

As for the literati students, what they look forward to the most is the upcoming "Bachelor Banquet" competition held by various academies and poetry clubs in Beijing. No, on a very cold day, I just wrapped up in felt clothes and cotton jackets, and brought my household registration badge, and queued up at the entrance of Shengjing Library to register my name.

Sitting in the warm sedan chair, Mu Xiyao laughed and fell into Zong Zhenglin's arms. Furong's face is delicate and beautiful, white and delicate, without any blemishes.

"Your Highness, the rumors in the market are so interesting. People say that you disliked my concubine, and left my concubine...alone in the mansion, sleeping with a cold lamp, and the past is like smoke when you die." As he spoke, he pulled up half of his sleeves and shielded him. Most of his face was covered, his eyes were full of tears, and his eyes were filled with resentment and bitterness.

"The lyre has no heart to talk about, the eight-element script has nothing to pass on, the nine rings are broken from it, and the ten-mile long pavilion is eager to see through. Hundreds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, and all helplessness make me complain."

The little finger was raised high, and the eyes were lowered, as if they were in tears. The sleeves in front of him fluctuated slightly, but Hongsu's hands trembled with the woman's heartache.

Mu Xiyao is excellent in singing and writing, and in the blink of an eye, she has become the rumored woman who was abandoned by her husband.

Seeing that His Highness the Sixth Highness never stopped her, the woman became more and more wanton. If you don't pay attention, if you slip out a sentence, you will regret it when you say it.

"Lang, Lang, I wish that in the next life, you will be a woman and I will be a man!"

Uh... Mu Xiyao's "male" settled down, and immediately called me.

Sure enough, His Highness the Sixth Highness reached out and caught her, and pushed her mischievous little hands away, with a very gloomy expression on his face.

"Jiaojiao became a man, so what?"

This woman just came out of the house and listened to the gossip, and after a while of quietness, she gave him all kinds of restlessness. The previous poem didn't talk about talent, but only her accent, which was so yin and yang, Zong Zhenglin suppressed it and didn't explode immediately.

It's good at the moment, is it going to be against the sky? Call him a woman... Mu Xiyao's guts, if you don't deal with her, you won't be able to see her anymore.

Mu Xiyao was so regretful that her intestines were green, she almost beat her chest and stamped her feet.

Why is it that Zhuo Wenjun wrote poems, but there is nothing wrong with reading them. When it comes to her, she commits all kinds of taboos, so that she can't die hitting the big boss's muzzle.

Especially the last sentence, ouch, you offended the boss so much...

Pursing her small mouth, Mu Xiyao tried her best to keep a straight face, but she couldn't hold back the smile in her eyes, her face was flushed red with worry, her brows were knit together, and her appearance was really weird.

His Highness Six's pupils were half-opened and half-closed, watching her play tricks from beginning to end, but he didn't know how to repent.

Zongzheng Lin frowned, pinched her Qiong nose with two fingers, and asked again in a calm tone. "Jiaojiao is a man, what do you want to do?"

A long time ago and the Fifth Dynasty made fun of her about this matter, but today Niu Niu brought it up by herself.

Mu Xiyao's small nose was grabbed by someone, and she gasped for breath with her small mouth open. A pair of small hands randomly fiddled with Zong Zhenglin's fingers, but unfortunately, His Highness the Sixth Highness was as steady as a rock and remained motionless.

He couldn't resist his strength, and was caught in the wrong place, and he was at fault, so he had to be obedient and submissive to please.

"Make money and support your family!" This reason is justified.

Zong Zhenglin glanced at her coolly, and snorted coldly. "Not that diligent."

His Highness Six's gaze was like a torch, and he immediately exposed Mu Yaonv's perfunctory tricks.

Mu Xiyao was discouraged, and her calves began to jump up and down.

Make things difficult, definitely make things difficult! Boss-sama felt uncomfortable after being angry, and wanted to pull her to support her.

This woman didn't even think about it, if she hadn't caused trouble for no reason, why would Zong Zhenglin grab her nose and clean up everyone on the spot.

Seeing her twisting her body and trying to get rid of it forcefully, Zong Zhenglin leisurely took off her embroidered shoes, leaving only soft and clean cotton socks, and let her rub them around her body.

asshole! Mu Xiyao's eyes widened with anger. Does this man have any shame? It's really disgusting to expose her little feet in broad daylight.

"Examination of merit and fame will lead to a prosperous career!" She can do this! Boss, you should always have nothing to say.

Zong Zhenglin smiled and patted her head, most of the anger dissipated.

Knowing herself, Mu Xiyao is far behind...

"You don't even respect this hall, how many heads does Jiaojiao have in front of the emperor, can she save her life?" It is still polite to speak like this. If you really want to investigate, Mu Xiyao is the most disrespectful person in the "world, master, master, teacher"!

His Highness the Sixth Highness looked far ahead and saw through Mu Xiyao's disrespect to her father. It's a pity that what Zong Zhenglin couldn't think of at this time was that this woman dared to climb on his head to do his best, ruining the reputation of the future Emperor Jian'an's inner court.

This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, Mu Xiyao exhausted her patience, kicked him on the calf three times in a row, raised her neck and yelled loudly, "Push it down! Press His Highness and wipe it off!"

Grandma, if Zong Zhenglin is a woman in the next generation, she must be a man, and she will hold him by the nose to be arrogant, and if he doesn't tell a flower, she would rather die than let him go!

Beside the warm sedan chair, Wei Zhen and Yan Chengzhou were too frightened by the sudden yell to stay for a moment, and immediately backed away a few feet away.

That yelling...Master Yao, you've healed and you forgot about the pain, right? Two days ago, I had a long quarrel with His Highness in the mansion, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that it must be because I felt embarrassed after being taught a lesson again, and I couldn't get over my face.

At this moment, His Highness finally allowed you to go out, but I never thought that you would have the courage to stroke the tiger's beard again!

If you are so shocking, the subordinates really dare not think that His Highness can let you go...

Sure enough, Wei Zhen saw the warm sedan shaking twice very quickly, and there were a few muffled "woo hoo" sounds from outside the curtain, after which there was a total silence without any other movement.