After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

Zhao Yelan clenched his fists, loosened his grip, picked up the teacup on the table, there was no more tea in it to pour, he put down the cup heavily, and suddenly raised his voice: "Be sober!"

"Look, I'm getting angry from embarrassment."

"..."

Yan Mingting stretched out his hand and patted him on the back: "Okay, it's okay, I can understand you, and you're right. Let's pretend we don't know about this, you don't like me at all."

Zhao Yelan couldn't bear it anymore and kicked him: "Get out!"

Yan Mingting walked to the door, suddenly turned around and smiled: "It's time to have breakfast, no matter how shy you are, you can't starve yourself."

"roll!"

Breakfast was eaten separately, Yan Mingting waited in the hall for a while, and then Gao Tan came to serve the dishes, saying that the adults would eat in the room.

Yan Mingting also agreed, but just asked him one more question: "Were you seriously injured yesterday?"

"It's not serious." Gao Tan said, "Thank you General for coming to save me."

With a guilty conscience, Yan Mingting turned back to eat.

Zhao Yelan finished his meal in the room, and looked at the time, it was time to go to the Imperial Academy.

The new official uniform is a green robe, and there is no need to wear a goldfish bag. Although he is poor, he can hardly conceal his demeanor.

Gao Tan watched in amazement: "My lord, you look the best in whatever clothes you wear."

"Now you're talking sharply again?" Zhao Yelan cast a cold glance at him, picked up the sachet in his hand and smashed him on the head, "Do you know how much trouble you have caused me?"

Gao Tan covered his head and asked blankly, "Did I get into trouble again?"

"Well, big disaster." Zhao Yelan put on the sachet and brought him another piece of silver, "Go and see the doctor yourself."

"Thank you sir!" Gao Tan took the silver and sent him to the door, then turned around and took the silver to buy snacks.

The Hanlin Academy does not need to go to court early, and the shift system is used for the emperor's orders. Today was the day when Zhao Yelan was on duty, he stood at the gate of the courtyard, looked up at the plaque, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After stepping into the gate of the courtyard, I saw that my colleagues had arrived and were compiling classics. There were many people, but it was a little quiet. Those who are scholars indulged in it, and they didn't care about world affairs.

"Isn't this Zhao Yelan, Mr. Zhao?" A bachelor first spotted him, greeted him with a forced smile, and then went about his own business.

Others looked over one after another, with different expressions, but it was obvious that no one welcomed him.

Most likely it was because of the ignorance of literati, or because they disliked Zhao Yelan's intrigue in court, which made them look down on them.

Although the Imperial Academy is the dream place of many scientific research students, it is a big joke that Zhao Yelan was transferred from Yipin Zuoxiang to the Imperial Academy.

Everyone nodded in embarrassment, and they didn't know what trouble Zhao Yelan would cause in the Hanlin Academy in the future.

"Master Zhao, I'm sorry for the disappointment, and I'm sorry, Ruan Xian." A young man in his prime came to him and greeted him generously, "I'm also an editor, why don't I take you to see it first?" Take a look at your surroundings."

"Ruan Xian?" Zhao Yelan smiled slightly, "I've admired you for a long time."

"Your Excellency knows me?"

"Romantic and suave Tanhualang, who doesn't know your name?" Zhao Yelan smiled.

I never thought that Zhao Yelan would remember me even when I was a mere explorer. Ruan Xian smiled shyly and led him to go inside, saying, "It's just luck. Come to be this candidate. What's more, the number one and the second place are more talented than me, so I can only do some small errands, and try my best to solve problems for the emperor and the people."

Zhao Yelan smiled but said nothing.

When the people around saw the two talking and laughing together, their faces were a bit weird, especially the number one scholar and the second place, their brows never loosened.

The top three in each scientific examination will enter the Hanlin Academy. Starting from editing, it seems that this year's spring will soon come, and a new batch of talents will soon enter the Imperial Academy. If they want to stand out, it will be difficult.

And they can't usually go to court, and the emperor doesn't like people who flirt, so they can only follow orders diligently and steadfastly, but how many white-headed people in the Imperial Academy haven't made it out yet?

This Ruan Xian immediately got in trouble with Zhao Yelan, even if Zhao Yelan could never return to the court, but if he could find out the emperor's preferences from him, the road to promotion would be much smoother.

After turning around, Zhao Yelan was brought to the Jingshi Pavilion, where he will compile and write history books in the future.

Seeing that he picked up the history book recording the late emperor and read it quietly, and nothing happened, the others were also relieved and got busy.

Not long after, someone outside shouted that the emperor is coming, and everyone put down their work one after another, got up and went to pay respects to the emperor.

Zhao Yelan fell at the back of the line.

There was a group of court ladies and eunuchs standing in front, and the leader was Zhao Xuan, who asked, "Where are the chess players?"

The Hanlin Academy also recruited some chess players and musicians for entertainment when the emperor chatted and had nothing to do.

As soon as the chess player stood up, Zhao Xuan heard a familiar coughing sound, looked at the person at the back, knelt on the ground with everyone, coughed until his face turned pale, but refused to raise his head.

"You go down first." After Zhao Xuan ordered the chess players, he walked to Zhao Yelan's side and said, "You come and play with me."

"Yes." When Zhao Yelan stood up, because he had knelt for too long and his blood supply was insufficient, he became dizzy for a moment and almost lost his footing.

Zhao Xuan subconsciously wanted to reach out, but the other party had already taken two steps back with his head supported, and cupped his hands respectfully: "Your Majesty, this way please."

Everyone looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar two people, and they were a little uncertain about the emperor's attitude towards Zhao Yelan.

The chess room is not very big, usually if the emperor wants to play chess, he can just send someone to call him into the palace, and rarely come to the Hanlin Academy in person.

Zhao Yelan coughed hard a few times before feeling better, suppressed his throat, walked to the chessboard and sat down.

"You've lost weight." Zhao Xuan looked at his figure, "How are you these days?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern, it's very good." Zhao Yelan said.

The two looked at each other in silence, and after a while, Zhao Xuan suddenly said: "The three teams of Jinling Guards all died at the hands of Yan Mingting."

Zhao Yelan sighed deeply: "I only found out that it was our golden collar guard when I checked the corpse. Yan Mingting was very vigilant, and when he found someone stalking around him, he took action. I didn't dare to tell him without His Majesty's order. The existence of Jin Lingwei."

"Yeah." Zhao Xuan nodded, inexplicably pleased by the phrase "our golden collar guard", and was even more convinced that it was not arranged by him, and said with a smile, "In that case, then I will take back the golden collar guard, and you should pay more attention to it in the future. If you are in danger..."

"The minister will be careful."

"Hmm..." Zhao Xuan asked, "How is the Imperial Academy?"

"Fair." Zhao Yelan said vaguely.

"Is there anyone who is impressive?"

"Ruan Xian." Zhao Yelan said to Bai Zi in a calm and unhurried manner, "He treats people well in every way, so it's hard to be suspicious of tact and sophistication. You can observe further."

"Well, help me watch more, see if I can find a second Zhao Yelan from here." Zhao Xuan joked.

Zhao Yelan played with the chess pieces, the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Your Majesty, it's your turn."

While playing chess, Zhao Xuan thought about the sophisticated and tactful person, and asked: "In the palace examination last year, Ruan Xian's literature was indeed not as good as the number one scholar, but he found a new way to answer the questions and won with vigilance."

"Exactly."

"Then I will listen to you, and observe for a little longer. There are many vacancies in the court today..." Zhao Xuan felt as if he had gone back to the past, and he had nothing to do with him. He almost forgot about the court The most attractive vacancy was the position of Prime Minister on the left. He stopped the topic stiffly and continued to ask, "Does this Ruan Xian have other strengths?"

"Very good looking."

Zhao Xuan was slightly taken aback: "Pretty?"

"Ok."

"..." Zhao Xuan looked at him meaningfully, "When did you learn to judge others by their appearance?"

Zhao Yelan smiled back: "I have only known Ruan Xian for half an hour, so how can I know his nature well, of course we can only judge by his appearance."

Only then did Zhao Xuan nod, and wondered, "Is he really so good-looking that you are full of praise?"

"Your Majesty hasn't seen it?"

"Of course I've seen it, it's obviously not as good as yours..." Zhao Xuan stopped abruptly and looked up at the other party.

"Your Majesty was joking. How can I compete with them when I am sick and weak?" Zhao Yelan calmly set down the chess pieces. "There are many men in the world, each with their own advantages. Ruan Xian and I are not of the same kind."

"What about Yan Mingting? Is it the same kind as you?"

"Your Majesty asked him what to do." Zhao Yelan made no secret of his annoyance with Yan Mingting, "Bad luck."

Zhao Xuan laughed loudly, lost two games in a row, and said with a smile: "It's still the most comfortable game with you. You will never let me win. The chess players will only try to make me win."

After playing chess in the Hanlin Academy for half a day, Zhao Yelan rested for a while after returning to the General's Mansion. When he woke up, the sun was already westward.

Not long after, Yan Mingting also came back, and when he returned to his room, he saw Xiao Gao was beating Zhao Yelan's legs, he walked over and patted Xiao Gao: "You are injured, why are you still here to serve him, go back and stay for a while."

"But my lord's legs are uncomfortable." Gao Tan muttered, unwilling to leave.

"I'll come, you go back first." Yan Mingting pushed him to the door, then sat next to Zhao Yelan, just touched his calf when he was slapped.

"You don't need to come, you're clumsy, get another servant." Zhao Yelan said indifferently.

"I haven't pressed it yet, how do you know I'm clumsy?" Yan Mingting was not convinced, "This is a pushy one, but I am good at it."

Zhao Yelan had a serious face, and was about to push him away, when suddenly his calf hurt, and he let out a muffled grunt, and then the painful area eased, weakening the soreness and swelling, and his complexion involuntarily softened, and he even enjoyed it .

"How about it, my skills are not bad, right?" Yan Mingting smiled and wagged his tail at him like a dog showing affection to its master.

"Hey, keep this in your mouth." Zhao Yelan put the sugarcane on the table into his mouth, and patted his face with a smile, "Wow, come and listen?"

"Wang what?"

"Wow woof."

"Hey, I heard that, so good." Yan Mingting patted his head triumphantly.

After realizing it, Zhao Yelan came to his senses, his blood surged, he picked up the sugarcane and knocked on him: "Yan Mingting! Don't go too far!"

"You blame me for being stupid, hey, it's really hard for me." Yan Mingting said with self-pity.

Zhao Yelan snorted coldly, watched him patiently pinch his legs in silence, the strength was even, and the relaxation was moderate, which made him let go of his guard, and said in a rare good temper: "Today I read the edict collection of the late emperor when he was alive, Only then did I find out that your first marriage was granted by the late emperor himself."

Yan Mingting had an expression of "as expected", this guy has already started to inquire about his early marriage, and he said he was jealous?

But he didn't say this again, so as not to annoy people again, he just pretended to be calm and said: "Yes, these royal children are used to giving marriages to others."

Zhao Yelan nodded in agreement, feeling the same way.

However, for this first marriage, the former emperor was only the matchmaker, and that woman is now the eldest daughter of the Right Prime Minister. At that time, the right minister lived in the second rank, and his daughter was well-read poetry and books, and she was knowledgeable.

The first emperor decided to discuss with the two elders, and both parties had no objection, so the matter was settled.

Yan Mingting didn't know anything about love affairs, he just felt that it would be better to go to battle to kill the enemy, and when he returned to Beijing to recover from his wounds, he had no face to meet people, so the two had never met.

Unexpectedly, within two months of returning to the frontier, Jingzhong sent a letter saying that his fiancée had died of illness, so the matter was over.

"As far as I remember, her name is Li Yanran." Yan Mingting said.

"Did she really just die of illness?"

Yan Mingting was startled: "What do you mean?"

Zhao Yelan observed his expression and narrowed his eyes slightly: "You didn't suspect her death?"

"We haven't met each other, and I've been at the border all the time. It's a death from illness. What else can I do? Do a ritual to bring her back to life?" Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Yelan understood that since it wasn't the investigation into the cause of his fiancée's death, there could only be another more important person there.

It's just that the whole country knows that the old general died for the country. Could there be something hidden in it?

Even Zhao Yelan, who had always been scheming, couldn't help but panic in his heart. There have been years of wars at the border, thanks to the fact that the Yan family's army was born and died. Who actually murdered the old general Yan regardless of the safety of the people?

It's fine if Yan Mingting succeeds in taking over the army, if he is a **** waste who can't afford to be the leader, then the entire Xuan Dynasty will be in disaster.

Zhao Yelan was immersed in his own emotions, when he suddenly felt a warm fingertip pressing on the center of his eyebrows, rubbed it gently twice, and gradually loosened the huddled eyebrows.

He raised his eyes and looked at the other party, Yan Mingting suddenly smiled: "Why are you frowning so tightly?"

Zhao Yelan looked at him gravely.

Yan Mingting asked: "Could it be that there is something strange about Li Yanran's death?"

"I'm just skeptical. Judging from another daily life note, she went to the Queen Mother's birthday banquet three days before she died of illness. If she was seriously ill, why would she go? However, it is also possible that she suddenly suffered from a sudden illness. Only the Li family knows the details." After Zhao Yelan finished speaking, he stared at his hand again.

Yan Mingting continued to rub his eyebrows for him.

"After pinching your legs with your hand, come to touch your face again?" Zhao Yelan asked coldly.

Yan Mingting immediately retracted it, and smiled mischievously: "Do you still dislike your own legs?"

Zhao Yelan turned his head, supported the table with one hand, propped his chin up, and fell into deep thought, even Yan Mingting's eyes didn't notice it.

Yan Mingting stared at his side face, if he just admired it quietly, it would be a famous painting, if only this painting could be silent, it would be full of cynicism and sarcasm when he opened his mouth.

Hey.

After a long silence, Yan Mingting put down his legs and asked, "How about I tell you about my second marriage?"

"roll."

See, you just can't open your mouth, and you can ruin everything by opening your mouth.

After dinner, Zhao Yelan was a little bored, suddenly he didn't have to go to court, he didn't have to think about the thoughts of the officials for the emperor, and he didn't have to think hard about his interests. He was still not used to this kind of life.

It happened that Yan Mingting was about to leave the mansion at this time, so he asked casually, "Where are you going?"

"Go out for a while, why, do you want to go together?"

"Since you have sincerely invited me, then I will go."

Yan Mingting was confused, seeing him get into the sedan chair neatly, heeled in, and said, "I'm going to Zhong Yuehong's house for a drink."

"You're a big man, what's on your mind when you go to a girl's house to drink in the middle of the night?" Zhao Yelan sneered at him, "If you want to take her as a concubine, just welcome her in openly, why bother to be sneaky?" ?”

"You can't talk nonsense, if Yue Hong heard it, I'm going to be beaten." Yan Mingting said with a smile, "Today is her mother's birthday, just invite us to drink at home, you are so jealous what does flavor do?"

"..." Zhao Yelan finally knows what it means to play the piano against a cow.

Moreover, the cow justified his death, as if he couldn't make him turn no matter what.

Zhong Yuehong's home was a little far away, and the sedan chair stopped after half an hour. Yan Mingting got off the sedan chair first and waited for a while.

"I don't know if you've been here before, the road is not easy to walk, so be careful when walking." Yan Mingting said, leading the way familiarly.

The place is not prosperous, there are only sporadic candles around, coming out from the windows of each house, occasionally accompanied by the muttering of the woman and her husband talking about trivial matters at home.

Zhao Yelan concentrated on looking at the surrounding environment. When he coughed, his voice echoed. He didn't notice that his foot stepped on a pit, his body swayed, and he subconsciously grabbed the person next to him to stabilize his figure.

Yan Mingting smiled.

Zhao Yelan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and the next moment, Yan Mingting took the initiative to grab his wrist.

"This section of the road is dark and narrow, and the sedan chair can't get in, so you just follow me." Yan Mingting said.

A hero doesn't take immediate losses, in order to avoid embarrassing stumbles, Zhao Yelan didn't let go of his hand, and followed him cautiously all the way inside.

After passing through a dark alley, they heard a commotion, which belonged to the group of generals.

When the two appeared at the door, the laughter stopped abruptly. The people who were drinking and punching stopped stiffly. Holding the bowl firmly, it fell to pieces on the ground.

Zhao Yelan looked down bewilderedly, hurriedly freed his wrist, put his hands behind his back pretending to be calm, and looked at the group of people calmly.

On the contrary, this group of people didn't dare to look him in the eyes anymore.

"General, you are here." Zhong Yuehong was the first to break the silence, and greeted, "Master Zhao, come in and sit down. We didn't know you would come, so we started drinking."

"That's right, we didn't know about it." He Cuizhang said immediately, and then turned his attention to the familiar Yan Mingting, "General, you are late, and you will be punished!"

Yan Mingting walked over and proudly drank a cup. At this time, an old lady came out with appetizers. Yan Mingting came forward to say hello, and then opened the gift box.

Zhao Yelan looked over curiously, and saw a kitchen knife inside.

"..." Is it reasonable to give this for my birthday?

"Oh, thank you General for the great gift, I like it so much." The old woman happily accepted it, "Your gift is the one I like the most!"

"..." Zhao Yelan was speechless, and found an empty seat to sit down, and He Cuizhang happened to be on the left.

As if guessing that he was confused, He Cuizhang took the initiative to explain: "Your Excellency does not know, Yue Hong's mother is a butcher who kills pigs for a living, so the general gave her a butcher's knife."

Zhao Yelan paused: "Butcher? Where's her father?"

He Cuizhang hurriedly signaled to lower his voice, but Zhong Yuehong, who had good hearing, heard it. She took a few bottles of unopened wine, put them on the table, and sat down on the other side: "Run with a woman of unknown origin. In order to support me, my mother took over the work of the stall because of no other way."

Zhao Yelan glanced at Mother Zhong again, she was slightly fat, her hands were covered with thick calluses, but she had a cheerful face, she kept busy adding food and wine for everyone.

Mother Zhong pushed Yan Mingting to sit down to drink and eat food, saw Zhao Yelan next to him, and said joyfully, "This is Mr. Zhao Yelan, right?"

Zhao Yelan nodded.

"I said you girl, isn't it just a small birthday party, why did you bring the general and Mr. Zhao too." Mother Zhong said a few words to Zhong Yuehong as if to blame, but the smile on her face couldn't be hidden Well, so many great people came to celebrate her little pig butchers' birthdays, it would be a disgrace to her face to say it.

"The more popular you are, the more popular you are. Everyone is willing to come, but I'm afraid that you, Auntie, think we eat too much." Yan Mingting said with a smile.

"That's right! Yue Hong is very powerful in our military camp. Everyone likes her. Why don't you come to eat and drink on your birthday?" He Cuizhang said.

Others also echoed, and drank again after a few words.

The table was full of people, Zhao Yelan sat upright for a long time, watching the group of big bosses pushing cups and changing glasses, making a lot of noise, got up impatiently, and came to the courtyard alone, wondering why he followed here up.

The moonlight was thick, and it took a long walk to find the sedan chair from here. The road was not easy to walk, and it was easy to encounter enemies. After thinking about it, I had to wait for Yan Mingting to go back together.

"Master Zhao, I'm sorry, there's nothing to eat and drink at home, so I'm neglecting you." Mother Zhong suddenly appeared behind him and said.

He turned around unexpectedly, and said lightly: "It's nothing."

"You are so handsome and well dressed. No wonder Yue Hong always says that you are prettier than the people in the paintings." Mother Zhong smiled honestly.

Zhao Yelan smiled slightly: "She doesn't know me well."

Mother Zhong nodded and sighed: "This girl was not liked by the neighbors when she was young. She jumped up and down all day, dominated the streets, and never regarded herself as a daughter. The salary these years was either sent home or bought. Some knives, guns and sticks. I thought she had already raised herself as a man, but I saw her washing her hands with soap recently, and always said that Mr. Zhao in the General’s Mansion was dressed like a fairy in the sky. The clothes are so beautiful…”

Zhao Yelan looked at her quietly.

Mother Zhong took out an old purse from her bosom, poured out the fine silver inside, and held it in front of him with both hands: "Master Zhao, I don't know much about the world, and I don't know where you bought your clothes. Can you Help me see, can these silvers buy a beautiful dress for Yue Hong?"

Zhao Yelan lowered his eyes to look at the pile of broken silver, which passed through the hands of many people, and rolled over on the pork stall a few times, stained with oil and a stench.

"Is it not enough?" Mother Zhong was a little shy, "I'll get it again..."

"Enough." Zhao Yelan reached out to take her silver, weighed it, and said calmly, "There are so many, it's enough to buy several pieces."

Mother Zhong was dubious, but seeing that he didn't show any superfluous expressions, she shouldn't be lying, so she relaxed and said with a smile: "That's good, thank you for your help, sir, you are really a good person."

"I'm not a good person either." Zhao Yelan put the money into his arms, and suddenly heard a slight smile, and looked up, Yan Mingting was standing at the door at some point, looking at him with a smile on his arms.

He looked away in displeasure.

"Auntie, we still have something to do, so don't bother me." Yan Mingting came over and bid farewell to Mother Zhong.

"Hey, okay, welcome to play at home next time, I'll cook for you." Mother Zhong knew that the big shots had a lot of work to do, so she didn't keep them, and sent them to the gate.

When Zhao Yelan turned his head, he could still see a figure standing at the door waving his hands from a distance. He turned his head expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking, and he didn't even notice that Yan Mingting had grabbed his wrist.

Sitting back in the sedan chair again, his wrists were empty, and the slight heat suddenly disappeared, so he lowered his head to take a look. Yan Mingting had already retracted his hand, so he couldn't pursue anything further, and asked, "Going back so early? Not with them?" How many more drinks?"

"Tomorrow is going to court." Yan Mingting replied, "Besides, it's getting late, don't you go to bed early?"

Zhao Yelan: "When did I go to bed early?"

"Last night." Yan Mingting looked at him, "I thought you would be worried about Gao Tan's safety and couldn't sleep because of worry, but I didn't expect that you would have fallen asleep when you came back."

Zhao Yelan pretended to be asleep in order to avoid confronting Yan Mingting face to face, and he had to wait for Gao Tan to reply to him before he could figure out how to face him. He calmly said: "Because I trust your martial arts, I will definitely be able to bring Gao Tan back."

Yan Mingting immediately beamed with joy: "I knew it!"

"..."

Zhao Yelan deeply suspects that this person's brain circuit is developing in a strange direction again, maybe he has already started to imagine that he loves him so much that he can't extricate himself, and even started to practice martial arts for him.

"Give up, I don't know how to practice martial arts." Zhao Yelan said suddenly.

Yan Mingting was startled, his smile froze: "How do you know what I'm thinking?!"

Zhao Yelan: "..." Do you really think so? !

The two looked at each other for a moment, and looked away from each other, each thinking. Zhao Yelan couldn't be bothered to talk to him, a fool, he lifted a corner of the curtain, and when he was almost at the tailor shop, he ordered the sedan chair to stop.

He put the warm silver in his arms on the counter, looking at the dirty silver with some surprise, it was unbelievable that it was taken out from Zhao Yelan, she said cautiously: "Master Zhao, what are you doing?" Just want to buy some handkerchiefs?"

"Take out your latest clothes and have a look." Zhao Yelan paused, coughed slightly, and subconsciously lowered his voice, "Young lady wears it."

"My lord, are you going to buy clothes for the girl? Are you afraid that General Yan will know?" After the shopkeeper said in disbelief, he saw Yan Mingting appearing from behind him and grinning at her.

The shopkeeper immediately covered his mouth, nodded again and again, stopped talking, led them to the other side, and introduced: "These are skirts worn by girls. If you want to talk about this pattern style, our family must be the best in the whole capital." Yes, I don't know which one you two want?"

Yan Mingting didn't know anything about it, and looked at the clothes hanging all over the wall, only feeling that his eyes were a little dazzled, and then looked at Zhao Yelan.

Zhao Yelan scanned around, didn't choose a ready-to-wear, but felt the fabric on the table, and finally selected three types of silk and satin, and ordered: "Take this to order, and change the shin coat inside into trousers."

"What?" The shopkeeper suspected that he didn't hear clearly, "My lord, this is a skirt. I haven't heard of any lady who wears pants under the skirt, and it's not for big men. Aren't you embarrassing me?"

"I'll make it difficult for you. I'll come to pick it up in a few days. If you can't fulfill this request, you won't be able to do business in my mansion in the future." Zhao Yelan took out a few more silver ingots and put them on the countertop On, turned and left.

Yan Mingting followed, and said with a smile: "Our Master Zhao is quite careful, knowing that Yue Hong is used to being armed, even the clothes have to be specially made for her."

Zhao Yelan gave him a sideways look: "If you don't speak, you will die, right?"

"Why are you still in a hurry? I'm just complimenting you." Yan Mingting laughed even more happily, "I would like to thank you on behalf of Yue Hong and Auntie."

"Since you want to thank you, don't just talk about it."

"what do you want?"

"Money, manpower, choose one of the two, you choose yourself."

"Master Zhao really doesn't do business at a loss." Yan Mingting looked around, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he dragged him to the other side of the street, "I know what to give you."

A moment later, Zhao Yelan was standing by the small river, looking at the blurry figure reflected in the water, holding a candied haws stiffly, turning his head to look at the person who was eating the candied haws, with a gloomy expression: "Is this your thank you gift?"

"Yes, this is so delicious!" Yan Mingting bit another hawthorn into his mouth, as if he was eating some delicacies from mountains and seas, his face was full of smiles, he finished a bunch of hawthorns in a few strokes, and looked at Looking at the one in Zhao Yelan's hand, "Do you not like to eat? How about I help you?"

"..."

If the other party didn't take the initiative to mention it, Zhao Yelan might throw it to him in disgust, but when Yan Mingting said this, he immediately bit one: "No."

Yan Mingting saw that he sucked one in a hurry, his cheeks were puffed up, and there were some childish actions hidden under his cold skin, so he couldn't help laughing: "You are so interesting."

Zhao Yelan didn't think it was a good word, so he turned his back and didn't look at him anymore, but unfortunately after eating three, he got a little tired, and was discovered by Yan Mingting.

"Come on, leave the rest to me." Yan Mingting rubbed his hands eagerly.

"I won't give it to you even if I throw it away." Zhao Yelan walked to the side, but Yan Mingting took the things in his hand first, and quickly bit off two sugar-coated hawthorns.

"You haven't eaten for hundreds of years?" Zhao Yelan frowned.

"Hey, I have been greedy for this stuff since I was a child, and I haven't eaten it a few times." Yan Mingting said vaguely, "The only few times, I only ate it in the capital. People like you who have lived in the capital since childhood, have no worries Those who grow up carefree will not understand."

Zhao Yelan snorted coldly: "Worry-free?"

Yan Mingting paused and looked at him suspiciously.

"Do you think everyone in the capital grew up carefree?"

"It's my slip of the tongue. Naturally, there are some unfortunate children, such as He Cuizhang and Zhong Yuehong..." Yan Mingting looked at him slowly, "What about you? Are you carefree?"

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yelan finished with a half-smile, then turned and left the small river.

"Let me just ask... By the way, I'm curious about one thing. How did you meet the emperor? He had no power at the time, so how could you do things for him?" Yan Mingting followed him all the way, saying It didn't stop at all.

There were many people coming and going on the street, and many of them were Juren with foreign accents, who came to the capital to participate in the Spring Festival with great ambition.

When passing the Hongxiu Building, you can see the girls at the gate from a distance, with tulle shawls, luring the guests to sit in. Some smart girls will specially select the passers-by, hoping to make a fortune with them.

Looking at the scene of red-sleeved tricks everywhere, and looking at the thin-skinned young men at the door, Yan Mingting asked with emotion: "Why don't you just take the imperial examination? With your talent, it's not a problem to get a title on the gold list, right?"

"Yan Mingting, are you annoying!" Zhao Yelan endured all the way, and finally couldn't help yelling, "When will it be your turn to take care of my affairs?!"

Yan Mingting was quiet, obviously feeling that he was angry, not lightly, and quickly apologized: "Sorry, I was talking too much."

"Hey, did the two young masters come together?" A beautiful beauty walked over with her water snake waist twisted, "Would you like to go in and have some wine? Our girl, I hope you are satisfied~"

"No need, we're just passing by...Hey, Zhao Yelan, where are you going! Is that a place you can go in!" Yan Mingting called Zhao Yelan in a panic, but Zhao Yelan turned his head and ran towards the brothel so resolutely from the back. Had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow up.

As soon as Zhao Yelan entered, he attracted the attention of many girls. When he looked at his clothes, he knew that he was either rich or expensive. When he looked at his face again, a lot of girls rushed towards him.

"Call me all the prettiest girls you have here."

After Zhao Yelan finished speaking, he threw out a purse so skillfully that Yan Mingting suspected that he was a regular customer, so he secretly asked the girl next to him: "Do you know him?"

"I know."

"who is he?"

"My future husband~" The girl smiled shyly while cupping her hands, and jumped on her the next moment.

Yan Mingting: "..."

With such a big commotion, everyone from upstairs and downstairs looked over, Yan Mingting still looked at his face, and secretly lowered his head, but the smell of powder in this building made his nose start to itch again.

"Hey, who is this young master?" The bustard took a few girls down from the second floor, dismissed all the girls around Zhao Yelan, and looked at Zhao Yelan with a smile, "All the good-looking girls are here , The best girl already has customers, I'm really sorry, or you can pick a few here, young master, and take them away together."

Yan Mingting was stunned for a moment, this madam was quite different from what he had imagined, she was wearing a red shirt, gold pearls and silver hairpins, with beautiful features and elegant posture, but she was not like ordinary vulgar fans, even better than the one in front of her eyes. these girls. But God is not beautiful, there is a scar from the brow bone to the cheek on the beautiful face, as if a glass of fine wine has added a bit of bitter water.

Just when Yan Mingting was feeling sorry, he heard Zhao Yelan say: "I want the most beautiful girl, bring me here quickly."

"That's really a coincidence, Qingyan is accompanying Master Liu from the Ministry of Rituals." The madam fanned the round fan, "I don't know if my son dares to offend Master Liu?"

"He's Zhao Yelan!" Someone upstairs said.

Everyone was shocked, and the girls also looked at him in surprise.

Now Yan Mingting was sure that it was the first time for Zhao Yelan to come to the brothel, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it really Master Zhao?" The madam immediately changed her face, and told the people next to her, "Go, bring Qingyan out of the room."

Seeing the situation getting worse and worse, Yan Mingting finally stood up: "Zhao Yelan, follow me back."

"Is this General Yan?" The madam's eyes lit up, "He's really handsome, do you want to stay and play together?"

Yan Mingting's face darkened, seeing Zhao Yelan standing still, staring at the room upstairs, he simply lifted him up.

"What are you doing!?" Zhao Yelan exclaimed, and was taken away amidst the booing and laughing of the crowd.

He can even think of what kind of rumors there will be in Beijing tomorrow.

-Shock! Zhao Yelan lived up to the stigma, and the brothel robbed the oiran; Yan Mingting was furious, and carried him back in public!

Yan Mingting brought Zhao Yelan back to the mansion non-stop, put him on a chair, saw that he was going to resist, and firmly held his arm: "If you move again, I will draw my sword."

Zhao Yelan looked at him sullenly, but didn't make any other moves, Yan Mingting finally persuaded him: "I know I was the one who spoke out of proportion just now, get angry, don't go to that kind of place to play, It's not good for your health."

Zhao Yelan: "..."

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