Seeing Zhu Yi, Xiao Yu's left eyelid twitched.
He seems to have heard someone say that the left eye is for wealth...or is it for disaster?
Before he could figure it out, Zhu Yi had already stepped in front of him and bowed deeply, his hands almost reaching his feet.
Such a close minister of the emperor, a second-rank official, gave such a big salute to such a young man wearing a nursing home uniform in front of so many people, how many people's jaws would be shocked!
In other words, how much face must this Zhu Shizhong and Zhu Lingjun give him!
Hu Xianzhen couldn't help but lie down by the window of the van and watch carefully.
This gave Xiao Yu an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Seeing this situation, Zhu Yi was willing to let him pull the wool over his head. The two people who were not close to each other started to call each other brothers in front of everyone.
"Brother Yanhe, you are looking better and better after not seeing him for a few days!" Xiao Yu said with a friendly expression on his face.
"The young prince is as lively as ever." Zhu Yi said with a flattered look on his face, "After the last separation, I miss the young prince every day. Every time I think of the young prince's majestic and majestic temperament and appearance, which is the same as the prince of Jiangxia back then. The galloping thousands of miles and the heroism are exactly the same. Xiaguan really admires him, but he has never had the opportunity to visit... A few days ago, Xiaguan happened to pass by your mansion. Suddenly, there were dark clouds overhead and heavy rain fell. Xiaguan brought five boxes with him. , I am afraid that the contents of the box will rust after being exposed to the rain, so I have no choice but to store it in your mansion first. The young prince can inspect it after he returns to the mansion. If the contents are damaged, it will be regarded as carelessness and there is no need to return it."
Has it rained these two days? It seems not.
But the twitching of the left eyelid is really a good sign. The God of Wealth will come to send you wealth as soon as he jumps.
Pan Duo was extremely envious of the box of literary toys last time. One of the paintings was "Luo Shen Fu Picture Scroll" by Gu Kaizhi of the previous dynasty. In the era before Xiao Yu's soul traveled, it would have been a treasure wherever it was placed. Now someone is trying their best to give it to him.
This kind of disguised bribery is really satisfying and intoxicating.
But having said that, Zhu Yi kept moving boxes of gold and silver artifacts to his house. What on earth did he want to do?
Xiao Yu knew that Zhu Yi in history was not as capable as Li Linfu, the treacherous prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, but the "sweet talk and sword in belly" was definitely Li Linfu's ancestor.
You can't offend villains. When dealing with such people, you have to behave in an equal manner and try to maximize your benefits.
So Xiao Yu also smiled smoothly: "How can Brother Yanhe say that? Things that should be returned must be returned. Can't the box still be filled with things after paying it off? Haha... If it rains again , Brother Yan and his brother passed by my house. If you have anything, feel free to store it. The warehouse in my house is big."
Zhu Yi's eyes widened and he was overjoyed: "Definitely, definitely! I will definitely come to visit you next time!"
Xiao Yu narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhu Yi sideways: "If I'm not here, it's not too late for Yan and brother to have a cup of tea at home before leaving."
"Exactly, exactly."
While the two were talking, the carriage had rearranged its head.
Pan Duo lay on the window and shouted out: "Brother Yanhe, Xiao Dalang and I have to leave. It would be pointless to leave later."
"Got it, Prince Consort!" Zhu Yi waved to Pan Duo on the carriage.
For a moment, Xiao Yu seemed to catch the change in Zhu Yi's eyes again, and Zhu Yi seemed to notice something.
Xiao Yu quickly interrupted: "Brother Yanhe, I heard that brother Yanhe is a great literary master, and he knows everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I have some doubts about the article. I will also visit him someday to ask for advice from brother Yanhe."
Zhu Yi was overjoyed: "Haha, the prince is so polite. If the prince comes to my humble abode one day, the humble abode will surely be full of glory. I can't get it, I can't get it!"
"Brother Yan and I are busy with official duties, so I won't bother you. I will go out with the Prince Consort!"
Xiao Yu said and turned around to leave.
Zhu Yi suddenly stopped him again.
"Your Majesty, please stay!"
Xiao Yu blinked and asked in confusion: "Brother Yanhe, what else can I do?"
Zhu Yi carefully took out a token from his arms and respectfully handed it to Xiao Yu's hands with both hands.
Xiao Yu took the token and looked at it: "What is this?"
"If the prince needs to go out for urgent matters in the future, he can use this token to travel freely in the capital."
Xiao Yu smiled at Zhu Yi: "Thank you, brother."
After that, Xiao Yu came to the carriage and sat down in the coachman's seat. Da Xiwu swung his whip and the carriage drove slowly in the direction from which it came.
Watching the carriage gradually disappear into the night, Zhu Yi's friendly smile slowly solidified and even became cold.
He said to himself: "The girl in the car...why does she look familiar?"
Before he could continue to think deeply, a middle-aged man wearing a butler's uniform appeared behind him silently like a ghost.
"Alang, they are not at their residence."
"Not at home?" Zhu Yi raised his eyebrows: "Where did he go?"
"I don't know, I've sent someone to look for him."
Zhu Yi's eyes flashed coldly.
"There's no need to look for it. The truth has nothing to do with them. Just don't pour shit on the truth."
"Here." The middle-aged man squinted his eyes, "Alang, do you want to follow that carriage?"
"Ten Miles to Qinhuai, Fireworks and Willow Alley...Follow! See which brothel they went to, and find out which lady they had an affair with, so that we can make arrangements in the future..."
"In that palace, in Dachangqiu..."
Zhu Yi's eyes showed a fierce look, and he turned around to stare at the middle-aged man fiercely.
"Cao Chen, you have been following me for so long, don't you know that I don't like anyone?"
The middle-aged man shrank his neck and stopped talking.
"Enter the mansion and see the eldest princess! Keep an eye on the eldest princess's mansion and the three surrounding streets. Don't let even a fly fly out!"
All the generals around him said in unison: "Here!"
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The carriage finally left the princess's mansion through the side door and entered the street where the curfew was already in place.
There were many armies moving back and forth here, and such a large battle was beyond the expectation of everyone inside and outside the car.
Li Shengui, who originally promised to protect Hu Xianzhen and fight out, looked around like a huge bear. He had long lost the heroic spirit when he made bold words, and clung to the carriage in a dejected manner.
Xi Kangsheng walked calmly as always, his expression was serious, and his whole body was filled with the killing spirit tempered by his military career. From time to time, his eyes drifted coldly over the soldiers patrolling the roadside.
Da Xiwu acted like a carefree philistine, sitting in the driving position of the carriage and driving the carriage, chatting with Xiao Yu next to him from time to time.
Although he was out of danger for the time being, Xiao Yu still felt vaguely uneasy, especially after seeing Zhu Yi.
Zhu Yi...
The source of the danger seems to come from this person.
The more attentive and enthusiastic he was to him, the more Xiao Yu felt like walking on thin ice after what happened...
Regarding Zhu Yi in history, his reputation is really not very good. He was "a flatterer who harmed the country and himself". This is the evaluation of him by later generations of historians.
But the trajectory of history has changed. What kind of trouble can this traitor, who is not as famous as Li Linfu, the traitorous Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty, make trouble in Southern Qi? That's unknown.
Xiao Yu's thoughts were always on Zhu Yi. Da Xiwu on the side talked to him several times, but he didn't respond.
Da Xiwu found it boring, so he had to concentrate on driving.
In the van behind them, Hu Xianzhen and Pan Duo seemed to be having a lively conversation. From time to time, they heard flattering laughter. Da Xiwang curled his lips and shook his head.
As soon as the carriage walked out of the gate in Nantangli under the moonlight, Hu Xianzhen's voice came from inside the carriage: "Awu, get out of the car and take a walk. I'll say a few words to Xiao Lang."
Da Xiwu agreed readily, jumped off the carriage and walked side by side with Xi Kangsheng.
Hu Xianzhen sat next to Xiao Yu. She drove the carriage skillfully and turned to smile at Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu glanced at the Queen Mother of the Northern Dynasty and whispered: "Consort Pan doesn't know the identity of the Queen Mother, so there is no need to flatter me here."
Hu Xian really felt like her hot face was pressed against her cold butt, and she gave Xiao Yu a hard look: "If you were in the Northern Dynasty, if you talked to me like this, someone would cut you into pieces without me doing anything. "
"This is the Southern Dynasty, and I, the little prince of Jiangxia, can decide your life or death."
Hu Xianzhen seemed a little angry. She drove the carriage angrily and stopped talking.
After a moment, Xiao Yu said softly: "Queen Mother, if you find a chance, you and the three generals can leave! I will deal with Consort Pan and the others."
Hu Xianzhen turned his head and glanced at Xiao Yu. His black and white peach blossom eyes were full of surprise, and the previous unhappiness was swept away.
She smiled calmly: "This place is safe, and we can leave here. But I don't understand, Your Highness, you go to all the trouble to take us to escape, do you really have no purpose? The more you act like this, the more I feel in my heart. It’s bottomless.”
"I don't know." Xiao Yu shook his head and looked at the night sky, "I didn't think much about it when I rescued you. I just felt pity for you because you were a weak woman! For now, I really have nothing to do. But I may ask for more in the future, and I just hope Her Majesty remembers that you and I are riding in this carriage together tonight."
Hu Xianzhen blinked: "I understand."
"But the Queen Mother!" Xiao Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, "The two countries are not in harmony, so they can fight each other on the battlefield. If your country sends people to assassinate Princess Yongning again, don't blame me for the vicious methods."
Hu Xianzhen was stunned for a moment, but soon her eyes showed inappropriate doting and admiration. She found the suddenly fierce little prince in front of her very interesting.
"Haha! I, the Great Wei Dynasty, am the emperor of China, and China is in the first place, so why do we need to do such a despicable thing? The young prince can't be mistaken!"
"Aren't you trying to assassinate me, the eldest princess of Da Qi?"
Hu Xianzhen said seductively: "I am the Queen Mother of the Wei Dynasty. If I want to drink from the Yangtze River, a hundred thousand cavalry will be ready at any time. Why do I need a woman's life? This is extremely ridiculous."
"The purpose of the Queen Mother's southern tour is not really just for Yang Hua!"
A hint of evil flashed across Hu Xianzhen's face, and she said coldly: "Don't mention Yang Hua. Yang Hua is dead. Her fate with me is over. There is only the past and no tomorrow."
This woman is really decisive, she can cut through the mess so cleanly with her sharp sword.
Xiao Yu looked at the sky. The night was still dark. In his ears, he seemed to be able to hear the sound of the gurgling water of the Qinhuai River and the sound of drums, strings and bamboos playing in brothels.
He read: "In the second and third months of spring, the willows bloom together. The spring breeze enters the boudoir overnight, and the willows fall down to Nan's house. I leave the house with feelings, my feet are weak, and I pick up the willows with tears. When spring comes and autumn comes, the swallows will fly again, and I am willing to hold the willows in my arms. Enter the nest!”
After he recited this miscellaneous poem "Yang Baihua" written by Queen Mother Hu Ling and passed down to later generations.
Hu Xianzhen's body trembled slightly: "Who wrote this poem?"
You?
Xiao Yu didn't say anything, but he saw Hu Xianzhen's straight figure slowly shrinking, and she began to sob non-stop.
This poem, which was supposed to express all her longing for Yang Hua, made her unable to control herself for a moment.
The forbearance and grievances she had held for so many years had been released like a flood, and she burst into tears.
The cry shook the quiet night sky of Jiankang City.
Xiao Yu couldn't bear it and stretched a hand behind Hu Xinzhen's back. He didn't know if it was falling or not. He gritted his teeth and put his hand on Hu Xinzhen's back and patted it gently.
The supreme queen mother of the Northern Dynasty seemed to have lost her bones and suddenly fell softly into Xiao Yu's arms.
A warmth slowly seeped into Xiao Yu's body through his clothes, and they were tears.
Hu Xianzhen did not get out of the car. The young Queen Mother of the Northern Dynasty remained nestled in Xiao Yu's arms, silently driving the carriage north along the ten-mile Qinhuai River.
Xiao Yu didn't dare to move his body. The tenderness he had never experienced before slowly penetrated into his body from Hu Xianzhen's charming and soft body, giving him an unreal feeling of water and milk blending together.
An indescribable desire seemed to be slowly devouring his reason, so much so that he was willing to prostrate himself under this beautiful woman's pomegranate skirt.
"Your heart is beating so fast." Hu Xianzhen's voice was soft and soft, "You...have never touched a woman before!"
Xiao Yu felt his throat was dry and itchy. He wanted to speak but found that he couldn't pronounce the words correctly.
Hu Xianzhen glanced at Xiao Yu, who looked nervous: "Tonight, do you want to become a real man?"
Xiao Yu's body shook suddenly. He didn't know why he pushed Hu Xiazhen, and the two people separated.
"Yes...I'm sorry..." Xiao Yu gasped, sweat dripping down in big drops.
Hu Xianzhen bit her lip gently like a little girl, lowered her head but did not speak.
Soon, the carriage entered the most popular place on the Qinhuai River. Both sides of the ninety-foot-wide river were brightly lit, just like the day. The brothels and restaurants were full of lights and wine, and the doorways were wide open.
Even late at night, there is still an endless stream of patrons coming to various brothels and restaurants to support her.
The turtle slaves guarding the door and the gorgeous orioles and Yanyans are all working hard to attract customers.
Some came to entangle the carriage, but Xi Kangsheng and Li Shengui drove them away.
A magnificent five-story building with double eaves passed in front of me. The huge gilt plaque had three eye-catching characters "Zuiyue Tower" written on it.
Pan Duo was no longer blind at night. He stuck his head out of the car window, pointed at Zuiyue Tower and shouted: "Zuiyue Tower! Zuiyue Tower!"
Yao Jinghong and Tao Kan, who were in the same car, were drunk. They also wanted to stick their heads out, but when they saw Li Shengui blowing his beard and staring at them, they quickly pulled their heads back and pretended to sleep.
Pan Duo in the car saw a well-known brothel going away from him, and couldn't help but become a little anxious: "Hey! Xiao Dalang, you and your mistress are walking together, crying and screaming, who is she? Which brothel is that from?"
Hu Xianzhen turned around and glared at Pan Duo: "I am not here. I said that I am painting a boat in Chunxiang."
Pan Duo blinked: "Chunxiang Painted Boat?"
"Just ahead in the river."
Pan Duo squinted his eyes and looked forward. There were only a few sporadic points of light over there. Other than that, he couldn't see anything clearly. Instead, he could hear the sound of strings, bamboos, harps, and the sound of playing wine and guessing games in his ears.
What he couldn't see was an exquisite painting boat that was much larger than other boats and was parked in the middle of the river.
There was a red light on the boat, which meant it was full, but the boat was deserted, as if no one was there.
At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped, and Da Xiwu left the carriage and walked to the river.
He did not talk to the boatman who parked his boat on the shore, but whistled with his hand towards the lake.
Not long after, the lights on the boat were lit one after another, and a graceful girl in red drove a boat slowly from the boat to the shore.
