In the Taiping Princess's Mansion, Quan Ce Lerma stopped, looked at the magnificent vermilion lacquer gate, and muttered for a long time, and there was a shriveled and thin old Taoist priest beside him, whose face and dress were difficult to see, and those who did not know the root were very easy to ignore him, and would not have thought that he would be a generation of Taoist masters. www.. com

His name is Sima Chengzhen, carrying a colorful mission, claiming to be the messenger of the martial queen, but what he took out was the handwritten letter of the emperor's heir Li Dan.

"Quan Langjun, you can come back, the princess can keep talking about you" The porter steward had the wind under his feet, rushed up to lead the horse, and was anxious to bring Quan Ce into the house, but unfortunately he was in a hurry, Quan Ce's crotch was not in a hurry, insisting on his own rhythm, pacing forward slowly, making the porter sweat.

"Welcome Quan Langjun back to the house" one person and one horse before entering the door of the house, the stewards in the house rushed out of a large group, kneeling down to greet them, seeing the right to see the savior, these days Princess Taiping suffered misfortune, the house lightning and thunder, offended at every turn, the rod was killed, the sold, a lot of serious.

Quan Ce dismounted, helped them up, and smiled lightly, "You must not be like this, this appearance makes my aunt see it, I am afraid that my heart will be sour."

"Hey, hey, hey" "hehehe"

The stewards smiled with their faces.

"Who should I be, it turned out to be Quan Langjun" A clear voice came, Zhang Changzong dressed as a scribe, white clothes fluttering, followed by a few servants, his expression was cold, "His Royal Highness sent someone to Songshan a few days ago to deliver the message, until today I saw Quan Langjun, Quan Langjun is very difficult to invite, when enjoying happiness, in the mansion brocade clothes and jade food, when there is difficulty, run away early, this kind of people, the most despised, what does Quan Langjun think?" ”

The surroundings are quiet, and the needle drop can be heard. www.. com

Quan Ce was puzzled, and asked left and right, "Who is this person?" ”

There was a steward on the side who bowed forward and opened his mouth to be introduced, Quan Ce waved his hand to stop, "Needless to say, in the Taiping Princess's mansion, there is no such master, and there is no such noble relative, but he dares to dress wantonly and act arrogantly, I am a family order, and the servants of the Taiping Princess's Mansion are all under my jurisdiction, but they dare to commit a crime, hurt people at the exit, disagree with the humble, and commit tongues, they are really demonic people, and it is not to blame for bringing disaster to the family."

After finishing speaking, no matter how distorted Zhang Changzong's expression was, he bypassed him far away and walked towards Fuzhong.

"Quan Langjun is not used to seeing me, and he also thinks of himself as a family order, why don't you deal with me?" Zhang Changzong roared at his back, he went out and was scolded with a cane, just to see how Quan Ce ended up and how to face Princess Taiping.

Quan Ce turned back suddenly, and in the crowd surrounding him, he smiled and spread his hands, "I am not the master of Princess Taiping's mansion, and I have no right to dispose of you, hehe"

With a hint of a smile, Quan Ce passed through the door and came to the door of the small courtyard of Keji, and the smile could not be retained.

The small courtyard of Kaji is already a mess, there are no servants and maids in it, bottles and cans are thrown everywhere, and there are colorful sewage all over the place, the room is white and empty, and the main bedroom is full, but it is full of sundries.

Quan Ce stopped in front of the Taihu Lake Stone in the courtyard of the self-denial, there should have been two words of self-denial on it, he asked Ouyang Tong to help write it, the old man also deliberately paid for it, and now it has been bulldozed, it's a pity, in order to please him, he sent a lot of good things, and also took the massage service of double carp. www.. com

"Da Lang, Da Lang" Princess Taiping's hurried call came, and she trotted out of the moon gate in the small courtyard of Kaji, her skirt was a little dirty, her face should have been cleaned and groomed, but her red eyes could not be covered.

"Quan Ce to meet my aunt" just leaned down to worship, and felt a strong force coming, the knot was firmly embraced, Quan Ce was trapped in the softness, the fragrance of peony flowers was still strong, but there was no warm feeling of the existence of the stars in the past.

I don't know how long it took to hold it, Princess Taiping let go of her hand, raised her hands, held his face, and pressed her forehead against his chest, "Da Lang, someone is hiding rape and persecuting my aunt, you have to pull him out and avenge me"

"Aunt has orders, Quan Ce naturally obeys" Quan Ce took a half step back slightly, and comforted him, "Auntie doesn't look very good, please take care of your body"

Princess Taiping is unwilling to show weakness, wiped two handfuls on her face, and raised her head, "Don't want your mother-in-law, if you have something to ask, you will go to find a fragrant slave, the time is urgent, you have to think more"

Quan Ce smiled, "Auntie, I still have to visit some people, and I won't come back to live tonight."

Princess Taiping nodded, seeing his tall back go away, her face was immediately gloomy and terrifying, she beckoned Zhang Changzong and beat him for a long time, "Liulang, it turns out that the servants and maids in this courtyard, one is counted as one, all of them are killed, I want you to carry it out with your own hands."

Zhang Changzong's legs flashed and he bowed down.

Princess Taiping's Mansion has become a place of right and wrong, and there are many people who are watching, and the news of Quan Ce's return to Beijing is spreading rapidly.

Yushitai, Lai Junchen listened to the report of the officials, his wrist sank slightly, and a thick black ink spot flowed out of the tip of the pen, he closed his eyes and thought for a long time, and snorted coldly, "Double the guards everywhere, take strict precautions, and don't take advantage of the thieves."

The officer's eyes swirled and walked neatly.

"Wait" Lai Zixun stopped him, walked to Lai Junchen with a gloomy face, and whispered in his ear, "Zhongcheng, the lower officials think that Wen Changjie can't stay for a long time."

Lai Junchen's eyes flashed, smiled, beckoned to the official, and slapped him, "It is rumored that the court and the opposition are rumored that Yushitai tortured Wen Changjie and did everything he could, so Wen Changjie was beaten by iron or copper?" Tortured for so long, how can you still live well? You've been disgraced by the face of the prison."

"What Zhongcheng said is that it's all the fault of the lower officials" The official nodded and hurriedly took the order.

Buried his head and ran out of the door, but he hit his head on the waist of a tall man, fell to the ground with a butt, and the special official hat stained with crow feathers in the Yushitai prison was rolled off.

The tall man dodged out of the way, revealing a high-ranking official in a scarlet robe, "It's polite to come to Zhongcheng"

"Hehe, it turned out to be Song Shaoqing in person, a rare guest" The guest was Song Jing, Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who came to Junchen and arched his hand without smiling, raised his eyebrows, and scolded angrily, "Shameful things, don't get out of here"

The official's eyes rolled, and he hurriedly nodded and picked up his hat, bypassing Song Jing and his party to leave, one leg crossed the threshold, but he couldn't move anymore, and Song Jing's entourage grabbed his neck.

"Song Shaoqing, what do you mean?" Lai Junchen's face was gloomy, it had always been the Yushitai to other officials, and no one had ever come to the door.

"This official acted according to the order, extracted Wen Changjie into Dali Temple for trial, and hoped that it would be convenient for Zhongcheng to come to Zhongcheng, so as not to misunderstand that someone openly resisted the order" Song Jing's words were sharp, with a square cheek, and his momentum was compelling.

"I have heard for a long time that Song Shaoqing enforces the law strictly, but I don't know that he will bend the law for personal gain and use some private means" Lai Junchen's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the officials of Dali Temple who were densely packed outside.

Song Jing snorted coldly, his waist straightened, "This official is above board, and everything must be said to people, there are righteous people who captured the fugitive slaves in the palace of the princess of Qianjin, and claimed to know the secret of Wen Changjie's exchange of gold and silver, and he slandered Zixun to come to the imperial history between his words......"

"Haha, nonsense, these little things, are worth it for your dignified young secretary to enter the palace and ask for it? Do you say that it is not a bending of the law for personal gain? Lai Junchen walked two steps in front of Song Jing, and pointed like a knife, pointing at his nose, violent, Song Jing's argument made him find an opportunity, just care, if you care, there will be a gap.

Song Jing was unmoved, and stretched out his hand to press Junchen's arm, "Of course it's not only, there are also righteous people who captured the culprit of the murder of the Weiai Warehouse, and reported it to Dali Temple, which involved several princes and princesses' mansions, and the official didn't dare to be specialized, so he entered the palace to ask for a decree and came to Zhongcheng, but there are still objections?" ”

Lai Junchen's eyelids jumped a few times, Yimin? But now the righteous are multiplied.

(End of chapter)

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