The best eunuch

Zheng Xiaoyao was caught and executed in a hurry, and the entire Zheng family was brutally ransacked and beheaded.In this way, the matter of Concubine Qiao can be regarded as an end.Zhao Ji has a romantic nature, and there are more than three thousand beauties in the harem.Recently, under the leadership of Yang Jian, he has become obsessed with Wan Qiyun outside the palace, so the matter of Concubine Qiao has been forgotten by him.

It is no secret in the court that Zhao Ji is keen on looking for flowers and willows, but after all, Zhao Ji is an emperor, and he is still an emperor who wants to save face.Being an emperor means that Zhao Ji cannot show his identity as emperor to Wan Qiyun, so if Zhao Ji wants to have sex with a beauty, he has to rely on money and his own charm.

Zhao Ji is naturally not short of money, but it is its own charm.Of course, Zhao Ji is a handsome emperor, but no matter how handsome he is, it cannot be denied that he is already an old man.Wan Qiyun is also the top card of Tianxianglou after all, and she has just turned 20 years old.And her top card position is not based on appearance alone. It is not an exaggeration to say that Wanqi Yunqin, chess, calligraphy and painting in Zhongtianxianglou in Bianjing City are proficient in everything.Wan Qiyun once said that if she wants to be her guest of honor, she must be a wealthy and elegant young man Pian Pianjia, among which the four characters of literary talent are what she likes the most.If you want to meet her, you can first write a poem for her to read.

In the afternoon of this day, it was almost time to look for flowers and ask willows, and Zhao Ji was running around in the room with a lot of claws in his heart.Yang Jian took Liang Xin and ran all the way to the Imperial Study Room. After seeing Zhao Ji, Yang Jian immediately prepared to salute, and at the same time said: "Your Majesty, Liang Xin has already been brought."

"Excuse me, excuse me." Zhao Ji lifted up Liang Xin who was about to kneel down and saluted, and said excitedly: "Liang Xin, my good slave..."

Liang Xin pulled his lips to show that he was smiling, but he was actually thinking in his heart why the phrase "My good slave" sounded so cursing.However, Liang Xin was also able to adjust his current position, nodded immediately and said: "Thank you for the compliment, the emperor has anything to say."

"Do you still remember Yanqiu Ci?" Zhao Ji asked this sentence without thinking.

Liang Xin immediately nodded and said: "If you go back to the emperor, the servant will remember."

Zhao Ji nodded heavily and said: "I hope you can immediately rewrite a poem for me that is not inferior to "Yanqiu Ci". The meaning in the poem must be to tell about lovesickness and express love."

"Ah? This..." Liang Xin curled his lips in disdain secretly, thinking in his heart that composing poems and lyrics is the same as defecating in a latrine, even if you don't feel like defecation, as long as you are not constipated, you will be able to force it out sooner or later?

"What? Can't you?" Zhao Ji looked at Liang Xin suspiciously, with a deep look of disappointment on his face.

Liang Xin shook his head and said: "It's not impossible, it's just that the servant has a few words to ask the emperor, otherwise the minister is afraid that the words will not convey the meaning."

"Oh. So that's the case, you can ask." Zhao Ji nodded with a relaxed expression, and Yang Jian who was standing beside him also heaved a sigh of relief.

Liang Xin coughed and asked: "May I ask the emperor, is this poem of yours intended for a woman?"

"Nonsense, of course it's a woman. Is it possible that I still write a love poem for you?" Zhao Ji replied angrily.

Liang Xin cupped his hands and saluted quickly: "Please appease the emperor, this servant just wants to ask something clearly."

"Yeah." Zhao Ji hummed lightly and said, "Skip those useless questions and ask the topic directly."

"Yes." Liang Xin asked: "When did the emperor know this woman?"

"On the 15th day of the first lunar month, I went to the Lantern Festival with Yang Jian to meet her. She even faced lantern riddles with me. At that time, I couldn't talk to her too much because I had something to do, so I lost contact with her. It wasn't until recently that Yang Jian helped her. I found her."

"So that's how it is." Liang Xin clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I have something to say, Your Majesty, please appreciate it."

When Liang Xin walked to the desk in the imperial study, Yang Jian rushed forward to grind for Liang Xin.Liang Xin glanced at Yang Jian and then smiled, Yang Jian immediately gave Liang Xin an appreciative look, and his eyes were full of complacency.

Liang Xin wrote a poem quickly, and Zhao Ji went up to have a look, and read in a low voice: "Dongfeng night puts flowers and trees, and blows down, and stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are fragrant all over the road. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. The golden strands of moths and snow willows, and the fragrance of laughter is full of fragrance. People search for him thousands of times. Looking back, the man is there, in a dimly lit place..."

"Okay!" Zhao Ji shouted loudly, pointing excitedly at the words on the book case, "It's it, it's it. It's really suitable for the scene, it's it, it's it..."

Zhao Ji carefully dried the ink on the rice paper, and then kept repeating the song "Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi" in his hand.After reading it a few times, Zhao Ji stared at the rice paper and shouted, "Yang Jian, take care of the pen and ink."

"Yes!" Yang Jian hurried up and took out Zhao Ji's favorite writing brush from the pen holder and handed it to Zhao Ji.Zhao Ji dipped the brush into the inkstone a few times, and then began to transcribe the poem Liang Xin on a piece of rice paper.

Liang Xin secretly slandered in his heart, I'm sorry, it turned out that he was using my young master's poems to pick up girls.Don't you know how to plagiarize people's works? Ask the copyright owner standing next to you?

Liang Xin said this in his heart, but he seemed to have forgotten that this poem was also written by Xin Qiji, who shamelessly plagiarized it.Of course, Xin Qiji was not born yet.

Zhao Ji has a good handwriting, which has been verified and recognized in history.Waiting for Zhao Ji to finish transcribing the "Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi", Zhao Ji carefully dried the ink, then gently rolled up the paper, raised his head and held his chest high, and said with an appearance of a royal driver: "Yang Jian, follow me to Tianxiang Tower , this time, I will definitely win Miss Qiyun's heart in one fell swoop."

"Yes! Your Majesty, the Emperor has Liang Xin's assistance, so this trip will definitely be a success." Yang Jian flattered Zhao Ji, and then mentioned Liang Xin's credit.

After hearing this, Zhao Ji looked back at Liang Xin, then nodded and said: "Okay, Liang Xin has contributed to me this time, go and find decent clothes for him, and let him go with me."

"Yes!" Yang Jian secretly suppressed the joy in his heart after answering, and went to find clothes for Liang Xin.

Liang Xin hurriedly knelt down to salute and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

After dressing up in disguise, it was nearly dusk when he walked out of the palace.Zhao Ji is dressed as a refined and wealthy businessman, Yang Jian is like a butler of a wealthy family, Liang Xin puts on the brocade robe that Yang Jian specially selected for him, and he looks tall and straight with a handsome face, just like a beautiful boy.

After walking out of the palace, Yang Jian and Liang Xin accompanied Zhao Ji in a carriage. It was the first time for Liang Xin to leave the palace since crossing, so he couldn't help but want to lift the window and look out the window.

Yang Jian patted Liang Xin's hand that lifted the curtain, shook his head and said in a low voice: "The emperor is sitting in this carriage, you can't open the curtain. Otherwise, it will be very bad if someone with ulterior motives recognizes the identity of the emperor."

Liang Xin hurriedly put his hand down, and replied in a low voice: "Oh, it's because the child didn't think carefully." Although he said this, Liang Xin was secretly complaining in his heart, do we need to be so careful?But he is just an emperor, so many of his sons are dead, and there are still many people who can go to the throne. Who would kill him if he has nothing to do.

From the street directly facing Xuande Gate of the Imperial Palace, turn right into Yangshiliu Street and then turn left into Jinyan Street. The road with few pedestrians is suddenly brightly lit, and people are coming and going.

Liang Xin, Yang Jian, and Zhao Ji got off the carriage. Zhao Ji and Yang Jian were already familiar with this scene, but Liang Xin was instantly shocked.Is this the legendary brothel street?The people of the Northern Song Dynasty were still blessed with sex.

Looking down from the streets of Jinyan Street, both sides of the road are full of romantic places decorated with lights and red lanterns.There are almost scantily clad women soliciting customers at the entrance of every store, except for the Tianxiang Building which is the largest in scale and most magnificently decorated in the middle of the store.

Zhao Ji couldn't wait to take Yang Jian and Liang Xin into Tianxiang Tower. Unlike ordinary people, Zhao Ji walked not the main entrance, but an inconspicuous side door of Tianxiang Tower.

After entering the Tianxiang Tower, there was no old bustard that Liang Xin imagined had a stroke. Instead, a sweet-looking little girl brought Zhao Ji and the three of them into a small room.

Zhao Ji and the little girl didn't say anything, they just handed the rice paper with "Sapphire Case. Yuan Xi" written on it to the little girl.After taking it, the little girl unfolded it casually and looked at it. The little girl was shocked when she saw it, and the look she looked at Zhao Ji changed from indifference to respect.

The little girl gave Zhao Ji a slight salute and said, "Mr. is a talented person who will surely impress my young lady's heart. Please wait a moment, sir. The slaves will come as soon as they go."

ps: Thank you Flying Dante, I hope to see more book lovers collect this book.