prince's rivers and lakes

Chapter 81 Bai Ji's Jianghu Story

Kunlun Mountains, Kunxu Mountains, Silent Zhaojian Nunnery.

Fuxianhai, gently caressed by the night wind, is very gentle. The waves climb up to the shore and then fall down, like a shy woman who wants to refuse and welcome.

Kiss her, she refuses, wants to push you away, and you want to leave, but she holds your hand again and refuses to let go.

"Last night, Huancai Pavilion in Tianshuijingfang, Dongshi City was burned down, and the newly opened Cishu Xianfang also collapsed, and all the shops it belonged to were reduced to ashes."

The voice was gentle and calm, with no hint of anger or sighs, calm like a "newspaper reader" in the market.

Trivial matters, major events in the world, all spread out in a calm tone.

"Isn't Huancai Pavilion a brothel? Cishu Xianfang, it sounds like it is. Burn it down."

Baby Rong raised his hand, revealing the snowy and tender skin around his waist.

Her eyes seemed to be open or closed, and her lazy style was infinitely enchanting. On the fat and tender cheeks of a little girl and baby, there was a kind of delicacy that didn't know much about the world.

How could it be possible to be exhausted?
The empress dowager obviously lives in the palace, not as well-informed as Baobao Rong.

The empress dowager's voice remained the same, but her sitting position was changed.

"Arson in Beijing is a crime of the first class, and the spread of the fire involving residential buildings is a crime of the third class."

As for whether he is from the Jianghu, whether he is suspected of being the son of Prince Langya who had conflicts with Rong Qingshu recently, it is not a matter for her to care about.

After slapping the scroll on the table, the queen mother said lightly:
"There is news from the palace. After the morning meeting, His Majesty decided to let Miss Shengjun go to see the crown prince. Maybe Miss Shengjun is already pregnant tonight, so there is no need for you to practice Guanyin Shake."

The Kyushu Mansion was leaderless again, and the crown prince had not formally succeeded to the throne. After all, it was because Zongzheng Temple procrastinated and delayed the ceremony, which just gave the Empress Dowager a reason to beat some indifferent things.

"Get up and drive back to the palace immediately." Baobao Rong said hastily.

It's not surprising that the queen knows that places like Huancai Pavilion are brothels.

She did remember that Qin Shouan was willing to burn the temple with them at that time, saying that the abbot seemed to be rich and unkind and oppressed his neighbors.

The plump legs are squeezed together, the light long skirt can't cover the charm of familiarity, the majesty of the empress dowager is in the eyebrows, and she looks at the baby Rong calmly.

The Empress Dowager looked at the baby Rong who finally looked a little cute, called the female officer on duty, and sent a message to Longyin City.

The fire in the Huancai Pavilion and the collapse of the Cishu Immortal Square, how could such trivial matters disturb the Empress Dowager?
It is rumored that the "Jianghu people" see injustice and eradicate rape and evil, so the Kyoto government needs the Kyushu government to assist in the investigation.

The creases between the Empress Dowager's brows loosened, and she felt that Baby Rong might not grow up in another 20 years.

"It's full of adulterous monks. They trick women into asking for children in temples, and they actually commit adultery while those women are staying overnight."

Baby Rong finally stopped lying down. He stood up straight and squatted down halfway, pressed his hands on his thighs, lifted his waist and sat down and lifted it up again. After doing several movements in a row, he twisted his waist.

"Listen to her!" The queen mother pressed her heaving chest, the mother of the world, with an elegant and noble aura:

"Do you think those women don't know? Do you think those women's husbands don't know? It's all about what they need. If it's not forced, what are you doing?"

The queen mother flicked her long hair to cover the neck and earlobes, which are prone to redness and heat, and said with a straight face:
"Didn't I tell you that a man is usually physically strong, but when he impregnates a woman, his Yuan Yang leaks out, and his body is prone to exhaustion. At this time, you need to assist a lot to increase the chance of conception."

The empress dowager frowned slightly, "Why did you burn monk temples when you were young?"

It is one of the movements illustrated in Tang Wanrong's album of many kinds of body exercises. Hei Ji can do a hundred of them in a row.

Get up before dawn every day, and go to court to listen to a group of ministers discussing and making noise... All kinds of rules and government affairs are things that can make Baobao Rong's life worse than death.

When it comes to begging for a child, the Empress Dowager narrowed her eyes slightly, "How is your Guanyin Yao doing?"

The queen mother looked at Baobao Rong's disapproving expression, and knew that it was useless to reason with her.

The gentle and mature temperament that the queen empress should have after being a woman was not stained on her.

"Bai Ji also told me the story of a flower picker in the rivers and lakes. There was a flower picker who patronized women's boudoirs in half the city in one night."

Baby Rong was stunned for a moment, never thinking about this possibility.

The Empress Dowager snorted coldly, "That's a coincidence. We also spread wet sand around the Huancai Pavilion this time to isolate the fire."

Talking about the sabotage when he was a child, Baby Rong was not sleepy, and showed off triumphantly.

Can she be counted on to suppress the officials and support the young emperor in the future?

Because they, like myself, are those whose talents have been suppressed by the queen mother and who cannot fully display their abilities, so they naturally speculate with each other if they feel sorry for them.

Baby Rong sat up straight, raised his head, and said in a high-spirited manner, "We, Fobole, are doing harm to the people!"

"It's definitely not Qin Shouan's doing it." Baobao Rong was taken aback, and quickly helped her friend to speak up. She was a very loyal person.

Seeing her distraught look, the Empress Dowager only felt relieved, and her thoughts became much clearer:
"Get up and drive back to the palace later, and sleep in the car, just in time for the court meeting tomorrow morning. Or do you leave tomorrow morning after sleeping in?"

Baobao Rong didn't take it seriously, and this time he didn't bring Hei Ji and Bai Ji as guards, just because there were four masters in Ji Jing Zhaojian Temple, they were the senior sisters of Hei Ji and Bai Ji, and they were stronger.

"Think about it for yourself, the flower picker who was halfway through the city that night, is he a mosquito? Everyone runs away with a nail on his body, and if he flies halfway through the city, he will be exhausted to death."

Sigh... Even the empress dowager, who is very energetic and only sleeps for two hours a day, feels exhausted when she sees baby Rong.

When Baby Rong heard this story, she was a little scared at the time, and didn't dare to leave the palace casually for a while.

"How is it possible, some men are like cows!"

"What's the use of this?" Baobao Rong gasped and hummed a few times, then stopped.

"The opera books that Bai Ji read were all banned books that were not approved by the Compilation Department of the Imperial Academy. They were too messy to look at."

The key point is that if Miss Shengjun becomes pregnant, Baby Rong will have to dress up as the emperor again.

"Huancai Pavilion, Cishu Xianfang, and the surrounding shops all belong to Rong Qingshu—speaking of which, he is also your cousin."

Rong Baobao was out of breath, the ropes around the bust were broken, and he frantically pulled up the front of his clothes.

"Are they wandering the rivers and lakes? Believe it or not, I really let them roam the rivers and lakes. They are thirty miles away from Longyin City, and they might have been cheated of money and sex."

Although she had no hope for Baby Rong, the Empress Dowager still paid attention to admonishing her all the time:

"Unfamiliar."

Things like begging for a child are just mixed in with a story about a monk and told to them.

For example, the golden nanmu gate of a certain palace can be smashed with a single punch, and the two doors flew out and smashed the sky and earth apart, just like a fairy descending to earth.

Rong Baobao was thinking about something on his mind, he wasn't interested in what kind of brothel caught fire, his unlucky cousin.

She and Miss Shengjun are the same person in front of Brother Shou'an, so Baby Rong is not trying to compete for favor.

"Why is this! Queen Mother, did you do it on purpose? You brought me out just to give the girl Shengjun such a chance?"

"These people obviously don't know how to set fire. Shou'an and I... Qin Shouan, Fang Zhimei, and I set fire to a monk temple when we were young. He spread wet sand in places where the fire might not be controlled. No one else's house was burned."

"She's telling the stories she and Hei Ji heard while walking in the rivers and lakes, and it's not drama." Baobao Rong still believes in Hei Ji and Bai Ji.

Hei Ji and Bai Ji seem to be improperly selected materials... Fortunately, they were sent to Tang Wanrong's place, and they made the best use of them.

Snapped--

"Is it said that he did it? The shop soldiers and submerged fire soldiers will be so defensive."

Because of her special physique, the queen mother doesn't like the closeness of men, so she naturally wants to train more female officials who are worth relying on.

I'm afraid the queen mother will have to continue to work hard for many years to make this world stable and prosperous.

The night wind was blowing outside the window, the empress dowager got up, walked out of the room and looked at the dimly lit temple halls, when suddenly she heard the sound of frogs in the distance.

"Sitting alone in a pond is like a tiger crouching, and under the shade of a tree to nourish your spirit. If I don't speak first when spring comes, which insect would dare to make a sound?" The empress dowager chanted softly, thinking of her old friend.

This poem is called "Ode to Frog".

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