The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 2

The big men in the market talk lewdly: "Those daughters of the Rong family are really more beautiful than the other, and each is more stunning than the other. Miss Seven, a stunning dance, and Miss Eight, with elegant hands and plucking strings on a rotating shaft, then Miss Eleven is one of the most talented women in the world, and all of them are as beautiful and graceful as flowers."

The aunt next door would interject at this time: "Don't even think about it, you big guys, just wipe your saliva and forget it. Those ladies from the Rong family are all going to marry into the royal family."

"Don't you have Miss Nine?" The man said with a righteous face, dazzled by the beauty.

"That silly girl?" The woman looked contemptuous, "One grain of mouse droppings ruined a pot of porridge."

The man giggled a few times, thinking that the Rong family had beautiful women, even if he was a fool, how could he be so bad?

What is Miss Ninth, the silly daughter of the Rong family who is being talked about so much in the city, what are you doing at this time?

In a small abandoned courtyard of the Rong family, a pear tree was in full bloom. In March and April, it was the beginning of spring, and the sun was warm. Under the pear tree, on a slightly dilapidated soft couch, the woman half-closed her eyes. , holding a plate of delicate pastries in one hand, and stuffing them into his mouth with the other, basking in the sun, lazily, very happy.

There is also a snow-white ball lying at the feet, which looks like a dog at first glance, but looks like a fox at a closer look. There is a black sign hanging around its neck, with the four characters of "Marshal Canopy" written in four big characters, and it is sticking out its tongue. , as lazy as a woman, the woman stuffed a piece of pastry by herself, and stuffed another piece for the 'Fox Dog'.

One person has one 'dog', let's just talk about dogs for now, that's a good time to eat.

This woman is Miss Nine, the silly daughter of the Rong family, Rong Qian thought it was true.

"Miss, ma'am."

With a sudden sound, Rong Qiannian on the soft couch stuck a piece of pastry in her throat, her delicate little face turned red, coughed a few times before swallowing what was in her mouth, her eyelashes lifted, her pair of slanted red phoenix eyes almost Enchanting, ghostly, and cunning, she stood up and glared at the visitor: "Thirteen, I learned this surprise from someone, and I almost choked to death."

I learn it from you!Choking you to death?How is it possible, which one of the scourges has not been left behind for thousands of years.Thirteen was dissatisfied with resentment in his eyes and slander in his heart, but he said: "My miss, when will you still eat?"

He looked at the pastries all over his lady's body, and then at the pastry crumbs around the mouth of the fat fox dog. Shisan's heart ached. This was a tribute from the western tributary country. Then three rounds, only one hour, the whole round was trampled by this evildoer and this dog.

Rong Qiannian brushed off the pastry crumbs on her body, and with her waist-length black hair half loosened with a wooden hairpin, she picked up the spitz on the ground and said solemnly: "I don't want to be the first Miss Rong family to be starved to death in Beijing." , your miss, I'm a silly girl, it's pitiful enough, if I want to starve to death again, that's okay." Facing a lazy spitz in his hand, he smiled coquettishly, "Is it the marshal? "

Thirteen was speechless. If this evildoer is a fool, there will be no normal people in the world. If the scourge of going to the palace to climb the wall every day to find imperial food will starve to death, then the whole world will die.Still shamelessly serious.

What's even more shameless is that fat dog, with its white fur shaking all over its body, its dog legs are extremely doggy, and it has imitated its master's scoundrel.

Suddenly, he roared like a lion from the east of the river: "Marshal Tianpeng, you have gained weight again. How fat are you? From now on, you are only allowed to eat two meals a day."

Marshal Canopy stared aggrievedly, making a look of weeping, his eyes staring at the few pastries left, turning and turning.

That's right, this dog-legged white fox dog has a majestic name called Marshal Canopy. Shisan has regretted this domineering name more than once.

Forget it, a dog has such a domineering name, but she and her elder sister are called Twelve, and Thirteen. It is a family.

Thirteen used to be disdainful, and silently protested for half a month, and finally died down. Thirteen is Thirteen, she doesn't want to be jealous with a dog, her master and the fat dog's family.

"What to look at, don't give me food, look at your fat body, which bitch would be willing to marry you if you don't lose weight." Rong Qiannian held the marshal's ear, reminding him, a pair of slanted red phoenix eyes raised up, full of eyes cunning.

The bitch of Mrs. Shangli's family next door clings to her every day, and she can't get rid of her, okay?The marshal looked at his unscrupulous master sadly, the black eyes were about to squeeze out water, what a pity.

"Stop pretending to be pitiful to me." With a wave of his big hand, the marshal made a parabola and roared, "Go, face the wall for me."

The poor marshal who was abandoned was nimble, rolled on the ground a few times, got up quickly, his little nose twitched, his fat paws scratched the soil, and he glanced resentfully at the pastries on the soft couch. He hopped up and down under the pear tree, and looked at the trunk in a dignified manner, "Facing the wall and thinking about the past".

Thirteen is no stranger to this one-person-one-dog communication mode. When his own black-bellied master is in a good mood, he will hold the marshal of the canopy, one bite at a time, and happily carry it to the palace to start a small stove.Occasionally, there will be a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which will torture the marshal to death.

Thirteen was annoyed, and rolled his eyes at his family: "I almost forgot the business, Miss Seven, Miss Eight are coming to the yard, they must be looking for trouble again."

"That delicate and expensive young lady came to my small yard by accident. I forgot the last time I fell on the bed and lay on the bed for half a month? Woman, the scars are healed and the pain is forgotten! It's really a headache." Said Pretending to rub the center of his eyebrows, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as cunning as a fox.

Speaking of that, it's an unsolved mystery in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. It's said that Miss Seven visited Miss Nine's yard. Good people came in, but they were carried out. The doctor said that he broke a leg and needed to rest for half a month. The only blame is that Miss Seven didn't know how she broke her leg, and she just walked like this.So this matter has always been an unsolved mystery in the mansion, and there are even rumors that Miss Nine's yard is haunted, and Miss Seven's leg was broken by a monster.

Haunted?monster?When he heard this, Thirteen turned to the sky.The person laughed so hard that he turned his back on his back. In the prime minister's mansion, isn't that ghost his own lady?That monster is exactly the snowy lotus seed that Miss just 'borrowed' from the palace that day.

Thirteen was half complaining, half distressing: "My lady, those two delicate and expensive ladies brought a group of people in a mighty way this time, and Twelve is not here, I, a half-baked cat, can't stop them His hands and feet." There was no fear on his face, all he could think about was how to make those people fuck up, there was no way, after following Rong Qiannian for several years, his body was full of violent black factors.

No one in the prime minister's mansion knows that Miss Nine has two amazing maids, one named Twelve, who is good at fists and feet, and one named Thirteen, who is good at talking.

(End of this chapter)