Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 811 He Yunxiao

Zhang Wuyong's words were not insincere, Huan Ziyu heard a little emotion on his gloomy face.

He looked straight at Zhang Wuyong, and said in a deep voice: "According to Mr., it is a good thing that elder brother believes in me?"

"It's a good thing." Zhang Wuyong smiled, and there was a glint in the depths of his eyes: "If this plan can be achieved, everything will be fine; if it can't be achieved, it is not impossible. Shang Shulang must be very clear, this is full In the mansion, the person who fears Qinghuan the most is actually..."

He didn't say anything further when he said this, but Shi Shiran picked up the teacup and took another sip of tea.

Huan Ziyu frowned and pondered for a moment, but his eyes once again filled with mischief. He let out a cold "hum", turned his head to look at Mr. He, and said solemnly: "Even if Mr. Zhang had a clever plan to deal with the aftermath, Mr. He missed it before. It's also a big fallacy. If His Royal Highness was sharing the bed with my elder brother at that time, the consequences would be unimaginable. In the final analysis, the husband's ineffective actions should be self-reflection."

"I asked myself that there were no mistakes or omissions in my actions." Mr. He immediately said, with a calm tone and a calm face, "It's just that I, He Yunxiao, am also a man of indomitable spirit. If this matter fails, I have to bear some responsibilities after all. If Shang Shulang punishes you, I shall accept it."

At this juncture, he changed the subject, looked at Huan Ziyu and said: "Just, here I also want to remind Shang Shulang that I am a disciple, but Shang Shulang treats me as a slave. This is also absurd."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and regardless of Huan Ziyu's ashen complexion, he turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

"Kuang", the door was closed behind him without any gap, and he just walked away like that.

Huan Ziyu was so angry that he trembled all over, staring at the closed door with angry eyes, he couldn't utter a word between his lips opening and closing, his only face was twisted almost out of shape.

"Shang Shulang calm down. Mr. He's words are not unreasonable." Zhang Wuyong's indifferent voice came, with a bit of coolness, "Now that he is employing people, Mr. He has high martial arts skills and is of great use to Shang Shulang. It's normal for such a talented person to be proud of his talent. Shang Shulang should take good care of himself. You must know that 'a little intolerance can lead to chaos and big plans'. Thinking that he is just a warrior, why should Shang Shulang care about them? "

After some words were dismissed and punched, Huan Ziyu's complexion was made better.

He lowered his head with a heavy face, looked at the delicate embroidery pattern on his sleeve, and suddenly showed annoyance on his face, "When my aunt found him, I thought he had a lonely temper and was not easy to discipline, as expected As he spoke, he raised his hand to pull his collar, and his voice was still full of anger: "After all, I am also the Lord, and he should obey me, but now he has made more airs than me, which is simply unreasonable."

"Why should Shang Shulang be angry?" While talking, Zhang Wuyong took a cup of tea, put it beside Huan Ziyu's hand, and said softly: "Shang Shulang, let's look at this tea."

Huan Ziyu subconsciously turned his gaze to the teacup, but saw the tea in the cup swaying, although it was a very small piece of heaven and earth, there were waves.

"The tea cup is small and the water is weak, so it can't stand a little turmoil. I just took it here and walked a few steps, and it swayed non-stop." Zhang Wuyong was also looking at the tea cup, his eyes narrowed slightly: "But, if the big river Cang Hai, my small movements can't even stir up a splash."

He raised his head and looked directly at Huan Ziyu, with a touch of disappointment in his eyes: "Shang Shulang has already entered an official position. His Excellency Sikong values ​​him, and Mrs. Lu helps him, but why is he still like this little lamp? Changes, so shaken?"

Huan Ziyu was stunned.

He stared at the teacup, only to feel that the swaying tea was a bit dazzling.

He closed his eyes involuntarily, his expression changing.

After a few breaths, when he opened his eyes again, the breath on his body became much calmer.

He stood up and bowed respectfully to Zhang Wuyong: "Sir, one word is like enlightenment, Yu has been taught."

Zhang Wuyong bowed slightly: "My words will be effective only if Shang Shulang is willing to listen and listen." After speaking, he straightened up, with a smile on his face, "Shang Shulang looks very good now."

Huan Ziyu smiled at him, with a look of indifference on his brows: "It is true that I entered rashly just now. As soon as I heard that things had changed, I lost my sense for a while, and it was all my fault. After a while, Mr. He came, and I asked He apologized."

Zhang Wuyong twirled his short beard and smiled, pushed the teacup forward: "Let's have a cup of tea to relieve the heat."

Huan Ziyu responded, picked up the teacup gracefully, took a sip, and smiled slightly: "Speaking of which, the previous plan was more of my fault. It's just because my elder brother came to talk about those eight things. With just one word, I was tied up by him, and I didn't dare to ask more about the situation that night. In fact, the most fearful thing in this world is timidity. If I were bolder this time, I would go to inquire about the news earlier. I don’t think so.”

"It's human nature." Zhang Wuyong said in a calm voice, picked up the round fan beside the case, and shook it leisurely: "The past is over, the only thing to do now is to think about the follow-up countermeasures."

"What you said is very true, I'll go invite Mr. He." Huan Ziyu said, his voice had returned to its previous gentleness, and his expression was extremely modest.

After finishing speaking, he stood up and brushed the sleeves of his robe.

At that moment, Zhang Wuyong was a little surprised to find that when Huan Ziyu was doing certain movements, he was actually similar to Huan Zicheng.

He couldn't help being a little dazed.

Huan Ziyu didn't know what he was thinking for a moment, he had already left the room, the door was not closed yet, the movement from downstairs came from there, and there were also the voices of He Yunxiao and Huan Ziyu talking.

Huan Ziyu should be apologizing to He Yunxiao.

Looking at the slightly closed door, Zhang Wuyong's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Twilight gradually filled the window panes, the sky gradually darkened, and the crimson glow spread, and the entire metropolis was shrouded in this peaceful slanting light.

Huan Shisanniang was sitting in the private room, leisurely picking up her bracelet.

Suet jade, gold inlaid jade, emerald, agate, white emerald and vermilion, or delicate or luxurious bracelets, in the brocade box padded with red velvet, moistened and moistened, flickering, And the smile on her face seemed to be surrounded by this halo, gorgeous and charming.

She picked up the teacup in hand and took a shallow sip of the warm honey water, her face was full of joy and joy.

"Qinmei, call that little girl over, I have something to ask her." When the honey water was put down, Huan Shisanniang's voice also rang out, sweet and soft, as if soaked in honey.

Qinmei responded, and not long after, she brought in a handsome servant girl in a plain dress.

(End of this chapter)