i have a sword fairy

Chapter 464 She Loves It
Going out today, it was Xiao Qian'er who followed Zhao Rong.

Originally, he was not planning to bring his followers into the palace again, but she insisted on coming.

Maybe it was the scarf that Su Qingdai wrapped around Zhao Rong's neck on tiptoe when she went out this morning, and the scene of her bowing her head and eyes affectionately when she touched her eyes stimulated the little girl...

It's rare for Xiaoqian'er to be willful, so Zhao Rong has no choice but to follow her.

So the favored little girl tilted her head towards Su Qingdai who was going to stay in the residence, and smiled...

At this time, Zhao Qian'er was dressed in handsome men's clothes, happily following behind Zhao Rong, who was meeting with Gu Yiwu and other students in the mansion, chatting and going out together.

Just as they opened the door, they met a group of eunuchs who had been waiting for a long time.

The first, an old eunuch dressed in bright red, held an imperial edict in his hand.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu accepted the order in a decent manner.

Upon hearing it, the two of them are indeed the official positions that they agreed to in Weiyang Palace last night.

One of the four divisions under the Ministry of Rites, the temple priest doctor.

The old eunuch congratulated a few times, and left without asking for money.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu looked at each other after changing into their official uniforms, smiled at the same time, and cupped their hands at each other.

"Mr. Zhao, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Gu Langzhong, disrespect and disrespect."

After some joking around, Zhao Rong split up with Gu Yiwu and other students from Justice Hall.

According to the arrangement last night, Gu Yiwu first took the students to the Ministry of Rites to 'take office',
Zhao Rong, on the other hand, went to the palace in the morning to participate in the early court, went to the place where the late emperor of Dali stayed in the morning to express his condolences, and then went to the Ministry of Rites to gather in the afternoon.

At this time, in front of the gate of the mansion, Zhao Rong took Xiaoqian'er down the steps.

Looking up, the morning fog filled the street, occasionally revealing the high brick red palace wall not far away, behind which is one of the deepest and most magnificent buildings in Hanjing.

This street is close to the imperial palace, but it is not deserted, but quite lively, and there are breakfast shops along the street.

Because today is the day of leaving the court for the early court, many court officials climbed out of the warm bed before dawn, packed up and entered the palace, and the sedan chairs they were riding in were parked outside the palace gate.

Officials stood outside the palace gate in the autumn wind with their entourage, waiting for the towering palace gate to open at a fixed time.

Most officials chose to have their breakfast in the breakfast shops along the street, and also to keep warm by the way.

So this street is very lively in the morning.

Zhao Rong walked in front with his sleeves folded, with a warm snow-white scarf around his neck.

This scarf is something like a scarf. In Lidi, many rich and powerful families like to wear it.

It's just that after he walked in front for a while, he couldn't help but stop, took off his scarf, and turned his head to wrap it around the sad-eyed little Qian'er.

"This is warm, wear it on."

Zhao Rong smiled gently.

Xiao Qian'er took a step back and shook her head, "No, I'm just a narrow-minded little maid, how dare I wear this?"

"........."

Zhao Rong's forehead was black.

He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said with a serious face: "You are not a maid, you are the second wife of our old Zhao family, and I can't even pamper you in time."

Xiao Qian'er glanced at the scarf, then at him, hummed twice and said nothing.

Zhao Rong sneered, but he insisted on stepping forward and surrounded her.

But this time, Xiao Qian'er just made money, so she gave up and obeyed him.

She still muttered, "I... I'll knit you a better one when I get back, and you wear mine."

Zhao Rong smiled, noncommittal, and continued to take the lead, walking towards the palace gate.

"Brother Rong, it's so lively here."

"Ah."

"Well, why do they have sedan chairs? Brother Rong, you've become a high-ranking official, so let's get one later, it must be decent."

"Eh, my official position is only temporary, and besides, I'm just an official like a shrimp. What kind of sedan chair do I want?"

"Oh." Xiaoqian'er nodded and did not continue to ask.

Zhao Rong laughed, but in the next second, the little girl behind him suddenly said: "Brother Rong, what were you doing with her in the room last night?"

Zhao Rong was stuck.

He pretended not to hear and looked around.

Little Qian'er pursed her lips, "Brother Rong'er?"

The tone was a little dissatisfied.

Zhao Rong turned around suddenly, leaned forward, put his hands on Xiao Qian'er's weak shoulders, and moved his head closer.

In the eyes of the two, the reflection of each other's face is getting bigger and bigger.

"You...what are you doing, don't...don't try to bully me."

After Xiaoqian'er realized it, she thought that he was going to 'bully' her again to prevaricate the problem, and if Brother Rong was determined, she would not be able to help accommodating him.

The little girl dressed in men's clothes sniffed. This time, the surname Su was almost riding her face. Who is whose maid?
Xiaoqian'er decided that she couldn't give in easily this time, so she faced the eyes of Zhao Rong who was close at hand.

She pursed her mouth, opened her peach blossom eyes, pretended to be super fierce and super angry, and glared at him: "Well, there are... there are so many people here, not in private, don't bully people... I, I don't want to eat This set."

The voice of the girl who doesn't eat this set stutters a bit.

Zhao Rong was startled, and found that she seemed to have misunderstood, so he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing Brother Rong'er smiled, Xiao Qian'er became angry, her eyes widened and she said fiercely: "She... she is my maid, you promised me, your maid's maid is not your maid."

Zhao Rong smiled even more.

He stared at the lovely peach blossom eyes in front of him, and the little canine teeth that subconsciously showed when she was fierce, and he thought that this girl was extremely cute.

But just like to think wildly and be jealous, I don't know if I learned from a big jealous jar, and poured some vinegar into her small jar... Zhao Rong laughed and shook his head.

"You...why are you laughing, be serious, hum!"

Xiaoqian'er wanted to tiptoe to bite Zhao Rong's big nose, but there were so many people around, but she held back, and her tone was fierce at this time.

Zhao Rong nodded, and said slowly:

"First, you are not a maid, but the second lady, a stupid girl."

He shook his head, his tone serious.

"Second, when you took Uncle Xiaobai shopping last night, she and I were in the main room, we slept on the bed, and we didn't do what you thought."

Xiao Qian'er couldn't help but said: "Then what are you doing, she is so charming, she won't take the initiative to chat with you, and I went in, the bed was so messy, and you said you didn't have sex..."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, nodded and shook his head.

"Well, talk!" Xiao Qian'er became angry when she saw his indifferent appearance, no matter how much it was, she tiptoed to bite his big straight nose.

It is said in the book that a man with a big nose has strong needs in that area, umm, Brother Smelly Ronger, I will bite you down and eat them all... She said angrily.

"........."

Also, Zhao Rong leaned back quickly, and his nose escaped.

Zhao Rong coughed, and said directly: "I didn't make the bed, I... taught her a lesson for you, and spanked her ass hard, good guy, Qian'er, you don't know, I'm going to beat her ass!" Opened the flowers, and then spanked her while chatting until you came back."

"........."

spanking?Zhao Qian'er was surprised for a moment.

Zhao Rong looked at his palm and sighed, "Just try our old Zhao family's method on her. I specially teach disobedient girls..."

While speaking, he glanced at Xiao Qian'er's little butt.

The little girl shook her shoulders, and subconsciously covered her fragrant buttocks.

The ferocious expression on her little face immediately disintegrated, "Well, did you really...really hit me?"

"Then can there be a fake? If you don't obey, you have to hit her. I have long disliked her, hum." Zhao Rong smiled and clapped his hands, with a look of ruthless but calm.

"........."

Xiao Qian'er was stunned, tugging at her eyebrows, shaking her head and said, "Why are you spanking her?"

Zhao Rong put on a puzzled expression.

Xiaoqian'er waved her hands and explained: "No, it's how you can spank her. She is an outsider, a woman, and you are a man. How can you spank her..."

After she spoke, her tone became more and more anxious, but she blushed subconsciously.

Zhao Rong tilted his head, "Although my second wife's maid is not mine, she is also the maid of our old Zhao family, isn't she? I am the master, so I can't give her family law to deal with?"

"Well..." Xiao Qian'er frowned and thought, which makes sense.

The little girl looked like she was dazed by Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong secretly smiled.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiaoqian'er always felt something was wrong.

She shook her head, shook off all those circles, hugged her chest and said:

"No, then why when I entered the room last night, I found that her face was flushed, and she looked like a vixen, and it was the same this morning. Seeing your eyes glowing, almost dripping water, you really hit her The butt has enforced our family law, this is not right!"

Xiaoqian'er spoke plausibly, nodded her head, and became more and more certain as she spoke.

Zhao Rong nodded, "That's true, something is wrong with her."

Xiao Qian'er grabbed one of his sleeves with both hands, sniffed and said, "It's clear that something is wrong with you."

Zhao Rong sighed, and said seriously: "I really spanked her, very hard, but after she was spanked by me, she looked like the one you saw, it's so wrong."

He paused, and said seriously: "Well, maybe...she just likes it? The more I beat her, the happier she is. Well, it's very possible, damn it, let her taste the sweetness..."

Zhao Rong hammered the hand angrily.

Little Qianer: "???"

You... all of you are wrong...

Along the way, Zhao Rong joked without saying a word. He made an appointment to show her what's wrong next time, and finally coaxed the little girl temporarily.

The two stopped behind the crowd in front of the palace gate.

At this time, the sky was bright and misty, and the palace gate was closed tightly before the hour.

Zhao Rong was dressed in an ordinary official uniform. Although he was inconspicuous, he was still recognized by many elite officials around him, and they all looked for opportunities to greet him, many of whom were dignitaries.

Sure enough, this handsome face made him stand out in the crowd like a firefly in the dark, always so bright and outstanding...

Zhao Rong sighed and rubbed his face, smiled and exchanged some polite words with them.

Afterwards, he happened not to have breakfast, so he left the waiting enthusiastic crowd, took Xiaoqian'er, sat down at a breakfast stall near the palace gate, and ordered two bowls of warm chaos.

When Qian'er was giving him a spoonful of sesame oil, onion and garlic, Zhao Rong at the table casually glanced around, then suddenly paused, and landed on a young man in official uniform not far away...

Zhao Rong moved his eyes down and stared at the familiar jade bib on the young man's waist for a while.

He stretched out his palm and touched the temporary jade around his waist.

In Wangque Island, all scholars of the academy wear jade walls on their waists.

Among them, the style of the scholar Yubi of the two academies in the north and the south is somewhat different.

The jade on the young man's waist not far away is different from Zhao Rong's Linlu Academy jade, but Zhao Rong is still familiar with it, because a friend in Zhongnan Mountain has one...

At this moment, little Qian'er, who had all her heart on Brother Rong'er, also noticed his strangeness, and turned to look at him.
She snorted slightly, "Is it your senior from the same academy? No, that jade bi..."

The young Confucian scholar nodded lightly: "It's a scholar brother from Siqi Academy on the other side of Wangque Island. He should have graduated from the teacher."

While speaking, he scooped up a spoonful of ravioli stew, blew on it, and put it into his mouth while looking sideways at the young man in official uniform.

At first glance, this young man has only one word.

thin.

Thin as a knife and an axe.

Especially his face, like carved marble, calm and rigid, without any expression.

The young man is tall and thin, dressed in a pale blue official uniform with embroidered Xiezhi as his patch.

Zhao Rong looked at it and guessed that it should be the censor official who left the court.

Behind the emaciated censor was an old servant.

The old servant was crooked and lame, and was blind in his left eye. He was leading a thin old horse by the hand.

At this moment, the thin censor was taking the hollow biscuits handed by the old servant, and eating together with the old servant in the cold wind outside the palace gate.

The thin censor ate Xiangsiwen, just chewed a few mouthfuls, then broke half of the biscuit and handed it to the lame old servant.

The latter quickly waved his hand to refuse, but he was not as stubborn as the former with a calm face, so he had to take it with both hands.

The appearance and behavior of the master and servant are quite attractive outside the palace gate at this time.

But none of his colleagues approached the emaciated censor.

There was no one around them for a few meters.

Faintly isolated.

According to the rules of the early dynasty, the leaving officials who can wait outside the palace gate are at least of the fifth grade or above. Even if it is Qingshui Yamen, if you look at Hanjing, they are all rich and noble families...

But this brother from Siqi Academy is living in a miserable life.

Zhao Rong looked over there with interest.

as far as he knows.

In this great distance, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu are not the only Confucian scholars in the academy.

There are also a few senior scholars from Linlu Academy who are on the road to official careers here.

At yesterday's feast, Zhao Rong met two of them, exchanged a few friendly greetings, and found out that they were all seniors who graduated from the academy in previous sessions.

Some of them are locals from other places, who return to their hometowns to serve after completing their studies.

Some wanted to transfer their cultural and martial arts goods to the emperor's family, eager to make contributions, and to be named princes and prime ministers, but in this Dali dynasty, they saw an opportunity.

After all, the Dali Dynasty was well-known in the northern part of Wangquezhou.

Moreover, not long after the establishment of the royal family of the Li family, the atmosphere is very new. Although the atmosphere is advocating Confucianism, it is not as powerful as the Lanxi Lin family of Wen Ruo and the Qin family of the first-class gentry of the Wei Dynasty that Zhao Rong met before. , Big family.

The common ills of the old dynasty at the foot of the mountain are missing.

Well, the brothers came here, worked hard, worked hard, and strived to become the "stubborn disease" of this dynasty in a hundred years. The dragon-slaying boy likes to be a dragon...

Zhao Rong made a joke in his heart.

Right now, the official positions of these brothers are already very high.

Although after they left the academy, they needed to be independent and lost a lot of academy benefits.

But at least among the scholars in Wangquezhou, they are already a small group of people with a very high starting point, who are highly valued and promoted by many royal families in secular dynasties, and the same is true in Dali.

That Queen Mother Dugu held a palace banquet last night, so she might have the intention of inviting these brothers from the same sect to win over Zhao Rong.

However, although there are quite a few senior brothers here, but there is no such outstanding person...

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong felt that this was a good place for Confucian scholars in the Academy.

If 'Dog' is here to serve as an official, it should be able to do more, right?
He looked at the thin censor who also came from Siqi Academy, and couldn't help but think of that good friend.

"The Zhongnan Kingdom is still too small. The dragon-slaying technique you learned and the dragon-supporting technique are meaningless to use..."

Zhao Rong muttered and shook his head.

At this time.

"He has no cultivation, he is an ordinary scholar."

The little Qian'er next to him glanced at the shabby thin imperial censor, and said softly to Zhao Rong.

Then she thought about it, tilted her head and said:
"Brother Rong, you, a senior from Siqi Academy, are quite frugal. It seems that you should be a clean official."

Zhao Rong smiled.

No answer.

After that, he stopped looking at it and continued to serve the bowl.

Soon, Zhao Rong and Xiao Qian'er finished eating the wonton stew together.

Not long after, the tall palace gate slowly opened.

All the officials entered one after another, neat and orderly.

On a new day, the morning of leaving the court begins...

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