The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Lan Xishu didn't dare to stay, so he evacuated from the surrounding area of ​​Sheng's house.

Sheng house?Could it be that the grandson of the emperor, Zhu Zhanji, also has a mansion outside the palace?

Lan Xishu rode his horse to the mansion that the emperor rewarded him. There was a clerk unloading cloth at the back door of the cloakroom shop. Lan Xishu got off his horse and led the carriage around the cloakroom shop. After walking a few steps, the old Wangtou saw him. Excitedly, he took Lan Xishu's horse and pointed to the plaque on the house gate for Lan Xishu to read.

It's really efficient, someone just hung a new plaque on the door, writing: Longmen new house!

Lan Xishu laughed, these brothers are really good at playing tricks, Longmen Xinzhai!

Maybe Longmen Institute will take root and sprout in the memory of my brothers!

Lan Xishu likes it, and it's easy to read the arty and arty ones in this house and other places.

Two lads of seventeen or eighteen years old were cleaning up the mess when the plaque was nailed up. When they saw Lan Xishu who was beside the old Wangtou, they ran over to take the reins of the horse.

"This is Lord Lan from our family!" The old Wang pointed to the two young men, "Give Lan a quick greeting!"

"Master Lan! Manfu is happy to greet you!"

Lan Xishu waved his hand, and Man Fu stepped aside in satisfaction.

"Where are those people?" Lan Xishu stepped into the threshold, feeling that the courtyard was very quiet.

"Master Ding came back just now. He took someone to nail up a plaque and just left. He ordered the little one to prepare enough horse feed and so on. He also left three hundred bills for the little one to look after the things. I heard that the cook hired tonight or tomorrow morning will be here. We're here, and I'm going to tidy up the house and come out." The old king knew that Lan Xishu was the leader of his brothers, so he hurriedly reported everything to Lan Xishu.

"I've cleaned up the backyard, do you want me to find a servant girl!" Old Wang followed closely and trotted.

"No price!" Lan Xishu thought to himself that the eyes of those who see the sows would stare, so don't make a girl into trouble: "Don't ask me! You have to give me eyes, and see who dares to bring a woman here and tell me! "

"Yes, yes!" Old Wang wondered about Lan Xishu's family rules, but he knew he shouldn't ask.

Hearing that Old Wangtou is from old Beijing, Lan Xishu asked Old Wangtou about the mansion, Feng Shui!build!Lan Xishu talked about Luofengju, and the old Wangtou said that it was a coincidence that he had a fellow villager who put Luofengju at the gate. It is said that the master is the son and grandson of the emperor's relatives, and it is also a house bestowed by the emperor. I have been idle for half a year.

Lan Xishu thought of Ya Wushuang going around the Juxian Tower, and then Luofengju, the emperor's relatives?Isn’t the son of Zhu Gaoxu, the king of the Han Dynasty, the son of the dragon and the grandson of the dragon who is a relative of the emperor?

This Ya Wushuang took the house with her and was trying to trick the prince of the Han Dynasty, she lived so comfortably!

The setting sun shattered into a pond full of gold in the pond, it seemed that Ya Wushuang would act in the dark, what was she going to do?

Wouldn't it be using the house!

Lan Xishu's heart was startled, he turned around and told the old Wang to send Man Fu Yi to buy an ordinary Tsing Yi robe according to his stature.

The old Wang headed off, Lan Xishu saw the sky was still early and strolled to the backyard. The backyard was smaller than the front yard. The spring-like kapok trees were fresh green and eye-catching. The yard paved with bluestone slabs was clean, and a rattan chair was old. , was moved to the yard to bask in the sun to get rid of the mold, Lan Xishu didn't have the heart to enter the house, and lay down on the wicker chair. The wicker chair creaked slightly, and Lan Xishu felt a little comfortable.

The red clouds in the western sky are shining brightly in gold, the setting sun is hidden under the tall blue bricks and tiles along the wall, last year’s withered grass is sparsely scattered in the gaps between the bricks and tiles, there is no sense of desolation, but it reminds Lan Xishu of the idle house scene in Nanjing where he often plays with the house.

Lan Xishu slowly closed his eyes and rested his mind. Various clues intersected. He sorted out the context. The most important thing at present is to find out the factions and political leanings within Jinyiwei. This is very important. Ya Wushuang is undoubtedly the Communist Party. It is not the emperor's grandson's order that the prince can't be protected. It is necessary to protect the prince. This is Yang Shiqi's political belief, which has also been passed on to Lan Xishu, but Lan Xishu doesn't want the house to be involved.

Could it be that Ya Wushuang wants to assassinate the son of the King of Han?

Lan Xishu shook Lingling into a cold war.

The mouse came back first. Hearing that Lan Xishu was in the backyard, he came directly to the backyard.

"Third Young Master!" Lan Xishu closed his eyes and rested on the rattan chair, seemingly leisurely.

"You came just in time! Go out with me, and change into casual clothes." Lan Xishu calmed down the turmoil in his heart, and he will figure out Ya Wushuang's tricks tonight.

The mouse should go ahead and prepare to go.

Lan Xishu and Mouse went straight to Luofengju, but Ya Wushuang's goal was Luofengju, so Lan Xishu simply waited and waited to see what tricks this girl was up to.

Lan Xishu was dressed in a scholar's soft robe, with a flat square scarf to tie his hair, cross-collared and wide sleeves, not matching embroidered spring knives, he really looked like a scholar, and the mouse's Tsing Yi hat could be a servant if he dressed up a little.

The two of them rode horses and swaggered through the city on the street where the lights were first hung. It was not acceptable to go directly to the entrance of Luofengju. Lan Xishu carefully chose a small but elegant tea shop on the south-east of Luofengju Road. Refreshments are served in the private room facing the north window on the second floor.

The shopkeeper is actually a gorgeous woman in her forties, with big breasts and fat buttocks.

As soon as Lan Xishu and Mouse entered the teahouse, they attracted the attention of the female shopkeeper. They didn't check the account books, and they greeted them in light green pleated skirts. With a happy face, he rushed to Lan Xishu: "This young master is a talented person!"

"Is there a private room next to the window on the second floor? I'll wait for my friend!" Lan Xishu scrambled upstairs without even looking at the shopkeeper's winking eyes.

"Yes, yes! You are satisfied!" The female shopkeeper followed Lan Xishu's footsteps holding the corner of her skirt, and the mouse was squeezed to the back, and the mouse snorted: "Our son is in a bad mood today. Be quiet, don't talk too much!"

Although the female shopkeeper repeatedly said yes, her enthusiasm remained undiminished. Looking at Lan Xishu's empty list, she introduced the characteristics of her teahouse. Seeing that Lan Xishu was silent, she finally hinted that she had special services here. Lan Xishu Seeing her made her sick to her stomach, and when she sat down in the private room, Lan Xishu waved her down and pushed her down.

After dismissing the refreshment guy, the mouse held the door, Lan Xishu went around the table to the rear window, and set up the rear hanging window. Luofengju looked a bit out of the way from the private room, but it was still quite clear.

The lamp hanging in front of Luofengju's gate was on, and two house slaves were hanging red palace lanterns.

Only a corner of the rockery can be seen in the courtyard. The courtyard is very large and brightly lit. The lanterns flickering on the porch can be seen, and there are faint laughter of women playing and playing.

Lan Xishu felt that he was not late, or that he was early. Lan Xishu breathed a sigh of relief, and moved a chair to sit in front of the window.

Time passed, and in less than an hour, a group of people rushed out of Luofengju. There were more than ten people, and the leader was a young man in purple robes. He was in his 20s. Lan Xishu recognized that it was On the second floor of Juxian Building, the son of Sister Hou Rou's King of Han, Lan Xishu found out that this person has been detained in the imperial city for a long time. It used to be Nanjing, but after the capital was moved, it should become Beijing. Qi!