I, the strongest poisoner, am called the living king of hell by the empress

The two of them were married, and the two of them were married.

Dingguo Mansion, inner courtyard.

"Father, Yang'er wants to plot against Prince Rong. Are we really not going to intervene in this matter?"

Gao Feng looked at Gao Tianlong, who was slowly wiping the chessboard, with a serious look on his face.

Gao Tianlong said lightly, "What's wrong?"

"Prince Rong has great power in the court and the country, and has countless followers under his command. He is quite prestigious both in the court and in the army. Although Yang'er is quite skilled in using strategies, it is not easy to defeat Prince Rong?"

Gao Tianlong paused and raised his eyes. For a moment, an endless sharp aura swept over.

"Prince Rong has already shit on the head of my Dingguo Mansion. Should my Dingguo Mansion endure it?"

"Hmph!" Gao Tianlong snorted coldly, looking unhappy.

Gao Feng hurriedly said, "Father, I don't mean that. I'm just a little worried."

"After all, in the court struggle, one careless move can lead to a complete loss. Yang'er is still too young. The court is too dangerous. You can't be careless."

Gao Tianlong glanced at Gao Feng unhappily, "You underestimate Yang'er. One time is a coincidence, and two times are accidents."

"But being able to make His Majesty look at you, solve the locust plague in Guanzhong, and use the court's momentum to expel Wang Zhong, such means are no less than those old foxes in the court."

"Now while I'm still here and someone is backing me up, it's a good time to try Yang'er's means. This is what I've always dreamed of!"

Gao Feng took a deep breath and nodded, "Then I'll allocate 1,000 taels of silver from the mansion to send it."

After saying that, Gao Feng pretended to leave.

But Gao Tianlong was stunned, "Wait, why do you need to allocate 1,000 taels of silver?"

Gao Feng was also confused, "Didn't my father ask me to allocate some silver to Yang'er to deal with Prince Rong's Mansion?"

"I didn't say that."

Gao Feng's face changed, and he was furious in an instant, "This bastard, he even deceived his father!"

He almost got fooled by carelessness.

But Gao Tianlong laughed, and found it more and more interesting, "Forget it, if he wants to give it, it's fine as long as he doesn't spend it on the little girl of the Song family."

"But I'm afraid that this bastard will go to Yanzhi Pavilion when he has money. There are many beauties in Yanzhi Pavilion, and I'm afraid Yang'er can't bear it." Gao Feng said worriedly.

Gao Tianlong disagreed, "If a man does not indulge in romance in his youth, it is better to go to Yanzhi Pavilion, and it is better to lose his virginity and taste the taste of it, so that he will not be deceived by the little girl of the Song family."

Thinking of Song Qingqing, Gao Feng also nodded, "Father, I will arrange it now."

Gao Tianlong said again, "Give orders, tomorrow I will invite a few friends to the mansion to discuss the art of war, let Yang'er wait aside to learn, the descendants of my Dingguo Mansion only know poisonous schemes but do not understand the art of war, wouldn't it be a joke if it gets out!"

Gao Feng smiled, "It is a great blessing for him to be taught the art of war by the top generals of my Daqian."

"..."

Soon.

Gao Yang received a thousand taels of silver from Uncle Fu, which made him overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, Gao Feng was really fooled by what he said casually.

He immediately took ten taels of silver and handed it to Lu Luo generously.

"You did a good job. This is my reward. I will give you a reward next time."

Luluo was originally sore in the waist and knees, and was frowning.

But when the ten taels of silver appeared in front of her, all the fatigue and exhaustion were swept away in an instant.

"Sir, do you need any other service?"

Luluo took the silver and blinked at Gao Yang shyly.

Gao Yang couldn't hold back her innocent look and graceful figure.

"How much will it cost if it's not regular?" Gao Yang almost blurted out.

Luluo was stunned, "Irregular?"

But when she saw Gao Yang's eyes and these words, her face turned red in an instant.

"Sir, I have to go to the lady, so I'll go down first..."

Luluo picked up the basin and left in a hurry. Her fair face was red under the moonlight.

Gao Yang had a playful mind and couldn't help shouting.

"I'll give you more money!"

But Luluo ran faster and closed the door for Gao Yang.

After running two corridors, Luluo stopped.

She thought of Gao Yang's words, her face flushed and she said to herself, "If you don't pay, I can still consider it, but what's the point of paying?"

In the room.

Gao Yang was in a good mood.

This ancient dandy life is not bad. It's fun to tease the maid every day.

Lying on the dry bed, pulling the quilt, and being washed by a big health care

After the ceremony, and with a tired body for the whole day, almost every cell in the body was cheering with joy.

After briefly reviewing the affairs of the court in the past few days and the means to deal with Prince Rong's mansion, Gao Yang soon fell asleep.

At the same time.

In Chang'an City, under a big locust tree.

Song Qingqing specially applied the best rouge, which made her face look more white and tender, with a beautiful face that was as delicate as a baby's and a graceful figure.

"Miss, it's almost dark, I'm afraid the official won't come."

Song Qingqing was very confident, "I wrote a letter to him personally. According to Gao Yang's character, he must treasure this letter and he can't not come."

An hour later.

The maid looked at the dim sky and said, "Miss..."

Song Qingqing: "Wait a little longer, maybe something has delayed him, wait another hour."

Another hour passed, and the night completely enveloped the entire Chang'an. In addition to the night watchmen, there were drunkards in the streets of Chang'an.

Song Qingqing's face was a little embarrassed, "Could it be that I remembered it wrong, not under this big locust tree?"

"Send someone to ask and see where Gao Yang went."

The maid left in a hurry.

It was July in Chang'an at this moment, and it was hot and humid. There were many mosquitoes under the locust tree, which made Song Qingqing a little impatient.

Another half an hour later, the maid Chunqiao ran back.

"Miss, it's not good!"

"I walked around the Dingguo Mansion and found this."

Chunqiao stretched out his hand and handed over the half-wrapped letter.

Song Qingqing's pretty face was filled with anger: "Isn't this letter in Gao Yang's hands? Where did you get it? How come it looks like it was chewed by a dog?"

Chunqiao looked aggrieved, "Miss, you are right, this is what I found near the doghouse outside the Dingguo Mansion. There are dog marks on it. For this letter, I was chased and bitten by a dog..."

"What?"

"Find it near the doghouse?"

Song Qingqing almost couldn't breathe. This is her handwritten letter. Gao Yang actually threw it into the doghouse?

The huge psychological gap made Song Qingqing look very ugly.

Chunqiao continued to say carefully, "And I asked around. No one has come out of the Dingguo Mansion since the hour of You."

"Miss, let's go back."

Song Qingqing felt aggrieved when she heard this, and even tears came out.

She was the eldest daughter of the Song family, a famous talented woman in Chang'an. She had been waiting for Gao Yang here for two and a half hours, and her legs were sore from standing.

But Gao Yang not only threw her handwritten letter into the doghouse, but also did not leave the house at all.

This made Song Qingqing feel endlessly wronged.

A girl's sincerity was trampled on by Gao Yang.

Song Qingqing wiped her eyes, turned around, and said bitterly: "Go back home."