"Master, Ying'er's bed is ready. Ying'er will leave."
Young Master Liu raised his brows slightly: "Ying'er, I can't bear to see you so reluctant to leave, Master. How about you stay with Master to accompany you? It will save you boredom."
Ying'er wrinkled her nose, sighed secretly, closed the door softly and retreated.
After Ying'er left, Liu Mingzhi sat on a chair at the desk and flipped through a scripture. In less than half a quarter of an hour, Liu Mingzhi put the book on the desk with a bored look on his face.
He rubbed his brow gently, why did he feel palpitation and couldn't read the book at all? This was a feeling he had never felt before. Could something bad happen tonight? Or maybe I am thinking too much, or maybe there are too many things going on recently, and my mind is a little confused.
Gently opening the window of the room, Liu Mingzhi looked at the clean moon outside the window and couldn't help but sigh deeply. What happened to him and why he was so sentimental today.
After standing for a while, Liu Mingzhi planned to sit on the chair and read the scriptures again. After a while, his mood improved a lot, but he accidentally knocked over the inkstone on the table and fell to the ground.
Liu Mingzhi felt distressed for a while. This was a fine Duan Inkstone. It would be a pity if it broke. He hurriedly bent down to search for it. Fortunately, the Duan Inkstone did not fall out of the gap. It can only be said that it was a coincidence. The floors in Liu Mingzhi's room were all made of top quality. Good marble floor tiles, thank you.
Well, where did this thing come from? Liu Mingzhi looked at a dusty sign on the corner of the table, pulled it out and blew off the dust. The sign showed its original appearance. Liu Mingzhi suddenly remembered that this was his first profit, the mysterious old man from the capital. I paid myself a fee for solving the problem, but I didn't care about it at the time. I basically forgot about it during this period. If I hadn't happened to see it, I don't know how long this gold medal would have been covered in dust under the table before it would come out.
Engraved on the gold medal are five golden dragons, baring their teeth and claws, rushing toward you with a calm and powerful aura. This is just a brand, but the five golden dragons on it seem to have come to life. This shows how superb the goldsmith's craftsmanship is, and it must be rare in the world. A master craftsman, the word "ling" on the back is also lifelike, as if a great calligrapher used superb calligraphy to write it on the gold surface.
After all, Liu Mingzhi knew too little about everything about the Great Dragon Dynasty. In ancient times, there was only one person who could use the golden dragon to engrave tokens, and that was the emperor. The five golden dragons symbolized the Nine-Five Lords. This was the symbol of the royal family and the prince's token. They are five dragons. After all, he is the crown prince, so the dragon token is perfect.
Liu Mingzhi doesn't understand this. The real historical knowledge has been ruined by those unscrupulous directors. What is shown in movies and TV shows is that a costumed character can make something with a dragon. In fact, this is not the case. All items in the shape of a dragon can only If you are linked to the royal family, you will be charged with treason, which is really a serious crime against the Nine Clan.
The emperor calls himself the True Dragon Emperor. Doesn't the fact that you use dragon-shaped items mean that you are replacing them? It would be strange to be alive.
Staring at the lines on the token closely, his glasses felt faintly sore: "Is this a real dragon or a dragon, or a Chi and a Qiu? They all look a bit similar. It seems like these legendary creatures. There is no difference between the divine objects, and I have never understood the difference between these divine objects. The largest family, prince, king, or... is difficult to deal with, forget it, let’s not think about it for now.”
He casually threw the gold medal on the table, and Liu Mingzhi started to rummage around. He seemed to have blackmailed the old man with two things, and there was also a jade ring. He had no memory of where he had put it. After all, Young Master Liu was a person from later generations. Apart from hanging a jade pendant, she basically has no habit of wearing any jewelry. Even the jade pendant around her waist was hung up by Ying'er, and she had never actively worn it once.
After searching over and over again, there was still no trace of the jade finger. Liu Mingzhi touched his head and had no clue at all, so he had to give up. Why not ask Ying'er tomorrow? She had always cleaned the room, and Ying'er was better than him in everything here. This young master still needs to know better. Basically, Ying'er can be found quickly just by her name. Ever since Shi Sanbai was sneaked away by Qi Yun, there is nothing in the room that could damage the young master's glorious image, and Liu Mingzhi no longer prohibits Ying'er. Enter and leave the room privately.
Liu Mingzhi always complained that his predecessor, the Young Master, was a guy who didn't do his job properly. As the most handsome kid in Jinling, he didn't collect any books about villains. As a result, he could only sleep after dark. He had a better schedule than when he was in school. The good traditional craftsmanship was lost after traveling through time. I relied on imagination, but Young Master Liu's neurotic dual-core brain didn't have that ability.
In practice, it's not impossible. There are some maids of the first-in-law who are pretty guests like Ying'er. They are said to be maids, but in fact they are the future concubines. They will take the place of the master when the wife of the wife is inconvenient. In addition, I don’t know how many people want to climb into Mr. Liu’s bed and wait for his favored maid. Many older maids who are close to Ying’er know that Ying’er is still in perfect condition after becoming the maid for a few months. It's unbelievable, isn't this young master who feels very uncomfortable if he doesn't go to the brothel for a day? When did he change his temper? He wouldn't even touch such a delicate little beauty next to him.
The most incredible thing is that Mr. Liu seems to have never been to a brothel in the past few months. This news shocked all the maids in the Liu Mansion, and they thought that the young master had changed his temper. Liu Mingzhi is also suffering. Although he is only nineteen years old now, he still has a twenty-four-five-year-old soul in his body. All the maids, including Ying'er, are only eighteen years old at best. As a well-educated Liu Mingzhi really couldn't do anything to these little girls, and he always felt guilty in his heart.
In later generations, teenagers are just the age when they have just entered high school. If they really take action, wouldn't they be like animals? Therefore, Young Master Liu was at best taking advantage and choosing to be worse than a beast. It was understandable that the old man was so angry. After all, the concepts of the times were different. There were many people in the Dalong Dynasty who became parents in their teens.
There has always been a dispute between father and son over ideas, but fortunately it was just a small idea about passing on the family line. If there was a disagreement about some ideas about power, there would be bloodshed and even death.
There is no place to look for after you have worn iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. Otherwise, when you want it, there is often no trace, and when you give up, it appears by itself. Liu Mingzhi moved the pillow and placed the jade ring on the bedside. After casually putting the ring on his hand at the edge of the pillow, Young Master Liu looked confused: "What do you think I'm looking for you for? I'm so full that I'm back by myself."
"The sky is dry and everything is dry, be careful about the fire."
The watchman who was doing the watch respectfully watched the hand-back soldiers patrolling the city leave, and then continued to tap the guy who was eating in his hands as he slowly walked away.
A black figure staggered out of the dark corner, and after the watchman and the garrison walked away, he quickly ducked into another corner of the street.
A moment later, three figures flashed out from the same place again. One of them, with a solemn look on his face, sniffed the air and pointed to the place where the black shadow disappeared: "Commander, the bandits went to this street."
"Chasing, protect the country and wait for the master to return to the court. Our imperial guards cannot return without success like this. We must kill these bandit leaders of the White Lotus Sect in one fell swoop. Wang Hu, please continue to lead the way."
"Yes, Commander."
