Exquisite ingenuity

Chapter 81

A freshly published tabloid was quickly sent to Prince Zhong's Mansion from the bustling Zhuque Street.

The house was brightly lit, King Zhong was having dinner.

The delicate and delicious meals were served by Zhang Meiren and Yu Meiren, and they were sent into King Zhong's mouth with their slender white and tender fingers.

This meal, King Zhong ate to his heart's content.Ah, it is a pleasing thing to be accompanied by young beauties.

After eating the last bite, King Zhong said with a smile: "You guys eat."

He doesn't use chopsticks himself, and he doesn't allow others to use chopsticks.

Zhang Meiren and Yu Meiren still put the food into their mouths with their fingers.

No matter how delicate the meal is, it will leave an unpleasant taste on your fingers.When they returned to the room, they had to wash with soap for half an hour to get rid of the unpleasant vegetable smell.

Although Zhang Meiren and Yu Meiren thought so in their hearts, they still had sweet smiles on their faces, and they kept sending food into their mouths that had been carefully smeared for half a day.

Fortunately, they always claimed that they didn't eat much, and they used the excuse that they were full after not eating a few mouthfuls.

The maidservant next to him immediately brought water for washing his hands.

A piece of oil suddenly floated in the clean water.

King Zhong was looking at the two beauties with a smile, Fang Bo said respectfully from the curtain: "My lord."

This is something to report.

King Zhong was still half-lying lazily: "Come in." He said, while beckoning Zhang Meiren and Yu Meiren to beat his back and legs with his eyes.

Fang Bo walked in.He has been with King Zhong for many years, and he is not young anymore, he is a thin old man.

He lowered his eyes, holding the small red lacquer plate respectfully: "My lord, this tabloid is about the collusion between Liao Qingqing and the Meng swordsman to kill innocent people."

King Zhong smiled immediately: "Which tabloid is this, it's interesting."

interesting?Fang Bo was puzzled: "My lord, how dare this tabloid write about the private affairs of the palace..." For decades, the image of the lord outside has always been noble.But there are two scumbags in the mansion, wouldn't those censors make wild guesses?He heard that the reason why Zhong Xijiang was brought down by Jiang Yueqing was because Jiang Yueqing had received reports of Zhong Xijiang's extravagance.Now it's not like before, those censors are sniffing around like dogs all day long, so as to make some earth-shattering deeds.

King Zhong lay lazily, raised his right leg, and let Yu Meiren beat him carefully: "Isn't it just right, you don't have to go around to clarify the matter of Liao Qingqing and Meng Jianke in the mansion. It's just right, let Zhao Qing That old guy let his guard down."

Speaking of Zhao Qing, he only thought of someone: "Is there any news about Zhao Chenghuan?"

Fang Bo replied: "Zhao Chenghuan is at home on leave these days."

King Zhong snorted: "After all, I'm still afraid of Zhao Qing."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Fang Bo backed away silently.

I just thought in my heart, if the prince was not afraid of Zhao Qing, why would he want to start a dispute with Zhao Qing after twenty years.It's been twenty years... Fang Bo walked silently in the brightly lit Zhongwang Mansion, and suddenly felt a little cold.

Twenty years ago, after that incident, someone died.Then twenty years later, who is the proud one?
Holding the nonsense tabloid in his hand, he said with a stern look, "Come here."

Two black shadows flashed out of the darkness silently: "Guard Fang."

Fang Bo's voice was cold: "Go and find out who is behind this tabloid."

He threw the tabloid in his hand.

One of the black shadows held the tabloid firmly in his hand like a gust of wind.And then disappeared quickly with another black shadow.

Fang Bo said again: "Come here."

Another shadow flashed out of the darkness.

Fang Bo's lowered triangular eyes flashed faintly and fiercely: "You are so lucky to send Meng Dazhi a ride." Meng Dazhi was raised by the prince in the mansion to do some shameless swordsmen for the prince. After being seriously injured, there is really no need to keep it.However, when he assassinated some unarmed female relatives, the swordsman missed and was kicked down from upstairs, which is a shame.Meng Dazhi should have killed himself, why did he have the nerve to ask the prince for help.The prince was soft-hearted after all, and placed him in a pomegranate to recuperate.But the prince can save it, Meng Dazhi usually doesn't like women...but he is still placed in a brothel.

The prince is also tired of Meng Dazhi.

"Yes."

The black shadow left lightly.

Fang Bo still stood silently, and after a while, a shadow flashed faintly again: "Guard Fang."

Fang Bo's old eyes were almost closed: "You have been at Xiao's house for the past few days, did you find anything?"

The shadow said: "Except for a new medical worker surnamed Wu from other places to treat Xiao Yang, Xiao's family is the same as usual. Oh, the man sent by Shi Dongpeng is already dead. Song Jingxing went to Dali Temple to report to the officials." Do you want to take this opportunity to instruct Dali Temple to arrest Song Jingxing? This Xiao Yang is seriously injured, and Youshi has not moved. If Song Jingxing is arrested, maybe it is Youshi..."

"It's not necessary. There are other uses for keeping Song Jingxing." Fang Bo interrupted the visitor, his voice was old, "You go back, just keep watching the Xiao family, and don't worry about other things."

The black shadow nodded, although the figure was a little plump, it still left deftly.

After ordering these things, Fang Bo's straight back suddenly became hunched.

He took a deep breath, and then walked back slowly towards his yard.

Alas, another year has passed in a hurry.The prince wanted to move Zhao Qing, but he had a wicked heart but no guts.Fortunately, Zhao Qing is also old now, and his children and grandchildren are not as good as the next generation. The things he wants to protect are afraid that there will be no successors.

This time the Zhao family escaped, he did not believe that the Zhao family would have such good luck next time.

Next time, who should take the knife from the Zhao family?
Zhao Jinyi was leaning against the wall of the car and closed the door to rest, when Changchun suddenly heard a low cry: "Miss, it's Mr. Erlang."

Mei Ran and Ya Qing hurriedly raised the curtain, and saw Zhao Xiuyuan walking on the street with an umbrella in the tiny rain branches.Next to him is his little servant Changyu.

Changyu was still holding a cage in his hand.The cage was covered with cloth, and I wondered what was inside.But in such a big cage, there should be nothing else except birds.

Zhao Jinyi's face was frosty, and he didn't say a word.Zhao Xiuyuan is really capable, he actually ignored her words and started playing with birds again!Does he understand or not?
Changchun didn't need Zhao Jinyi's instructions, and stopped the carriage next to Zhao Xiuyuan with a groan.

Zhao Xiuyuan was taken aback, and before he could furrow his brows, he met his sister's face.

The girl's face is not as good-looking as her own, but when she is angry, it is puffy...and it is not cute.

Changyu was so frightened that she almost threw the birdcage aside, in a flash, she suddenly remembered that the birdcage was quite expensive, but it cost two yuan to buy, and she quickly held it tightly in her heart.

Zhao Xiuyuan laughed along with him, and asked his sister: "Your sister has worked hard, where did you just come back from? Changchun, Miss Si is tired, why don't you hurry and send Miss Si home?"

Zhao Xiuyuan blinked at Changchun.He was good-looking, and when he blinked his eyes, even a man would be tempted.

Changchun turned away as if nothing had happened.Mr. Erlang was afraid that he was not crazy, but he was caught by the fourth girl, and he pretended to be fine.The fourth girl is afraid that she will be furious.

Sure enough, Zhao Jinyi stared at Zhao Xiuyuan closely, and said in a dark voice, "Zhao Erlang, where are you going?"

Zhao Xiuyuan didn't show any introspection at all: "My good sister, my brother is not good at studying, so just let him go, and if my brother wins the money, he will definitely buy you new clothes."

Zhao Jinyi raised his eyebrows, okay, this Zhao Adou is not good at reading, but he has learned how to gamble!

(End of this chapter)