Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

Of course, Lu Ying cared more about his father's body than Wei Caiwei.

At the Jinyiwei Yamen, Lu Ying first greeted his father's body, "...Wei said, father must not drink alcohol. Drinking alcohol is hard to save."

"I can save it." Lu Bing said, "I didn't drink at the engagement banquet between your brother and Miss Wu's family last month. I replaced it with sherbet. Don't worry, I still want to live to watch your brother get married and hold grandson. When you get married and have children, I will—"

"Stop." Lu Ying interrupted, "Why can I get involved in my marriage no matter what I say to my father? Now I'm talking about the issue of father abstinence."

Lu Bing pointed to her dark circles under her eyes, "You stayed up again last night? You don't come home at night, sleeping at a widow's house, what kind of style is a widow?"

Lu Ying said, "Wang Daxia is also here. We take turns to watch the night." It was just a fight in the middle of the night.

Lu Bing heard it and felt that the stroke was about to relapse, "Two women and one man, it is even more absurd. You and Wang Daxia can act like you, don't make a fake show. Wait for the next year, and find a few good ones for your father. ."

Lu Ying didn't want to say this to her father, she took out the paperwork for applying for the five hundred taels of bounty, "Father stamped on it."

Lu Bing looked at Wang Daxia, and said, "You are too spoiling him. What he says is what he says. Do you forget the skills I taught? If you want to be kind and powerful, you always meet all his requirements and patronize him. What is the majesty of Shangguan?"

Lu Ying said: "This is what he deserves. He drank for a month and waited for the rabbit. He also sacrificed to act as a slut. Besides, he is a man and not a dog. Why treat someone like a donkey. , Hang an uneatable carrot in front of him. He is a human, not a donkey."

Lu Bing looked at Lu Ying, "You don't really like him, right... Actually, if you really look for him, Daddy here... it's not impossible."

Lu Bing, like all parents in the world, faced a daughter who refused to marry, he retreated. As long as the daughter was willing to marry, the requirements for the son-in-law were getting lower and lower, and in the end, as long as he was a man.

"My father is really crazy, I can't tell you clearly." Lu Ying simply picked up his father's seal and stamped it on the paper with a snap, "Thank you, father."

Lu Ying took the stamped paperwork and was about to go to the ledgers to get the money. Lu Bing stopped her again, "There was an accident in Prince Yu's Mansion last night..."

Lu Bing told Lu Ying that the night watchman had seen the black scorpion, and handed her a stack of seals, "This is painted by the blue **** himself. You can't buy it. The emperor gave it to me. Take it with you to avoid evil. Awful."

Lu Ying was not afraid to see the moving mooncake last night. She chopped the mooncake into two pieces with one knife, so that she would not be superstitious about the seal. She touched the saber and said, "No, I trust my knife more."

Lu Bing insisted on handing Fu Zhuan to his daughter, "Either take it or give me the paperwork for the reward."

This is Wang Daxia's birthday present. Lu Ying had to put Fu Zhuan on him.

Lu Ying went to the ledgers to get five hundred taels of silver notes, and at noon went to see a man—Wu Xiaoqi disguised as a painter.

The two joined in a broiled barbecue restaurant near Yuwang's Mansion, and the marinated lamb slices were simmering in oil on a round iron grill.

Wu Xiaoqi quickly fiddled with the slices of lamb on the baking tray with his chopsticks and said: "...it is true. I slept very vigilantly under the mark. I heard the screams of the guards outside and went out. I saw the dog shape in the snowy night from a distance. The green light is indeed what the legendary Heiyu looks like."

"If you sign not believe in evil, go to the workshop next door to see a few Bailuguan Taoist priests in disguise and brick movers. Two of them are not there. They waited about a quarter of an hour before they came back. It is said that they went to the toilet together."

"Lord Lu, this is unreasonable. After squatting for such a long time in this winter, my buttocks will freeze. The subscript thinks it is a stinky Taoist pretending to be a fool and scaring Wang Yu."

After a few words, the mutton slices on the broiled plate were also cooked. Wu Xiaoqi's recent work was heavy physical work, and he didn't care about being polite in front of his boss and eating meat with big mouthfuls.

Lu Ying thought about Shang Zhaoyi's encounter with Heiyu last month, and the palace man inhaled the black demon gas, and eventually suffered four injuries and one death.

Heiyu is not terrible, the black monster is terrible, it can be fainted and go crazy, and it can be fatal.

What is the relationship between the Forbidden City and the Heiyun of the Yuwang Mansion?

Lan Daoxing has never participated in the battle for reserve. What does he have to do with the stinky Taoist priest of Bailuguan?

Lu Ying asked, "Is Wang Yu in the palace today?"

Wu Xiaoqi said: "I went to Guanghua Temple to do things early in the morning. Today is the birthday of Miss Wangfu."

Originally the prince’s daughter was supposed to be the princess, but the relationship between King Yu and his father was so bad that the clan’s mansion and the Ministry of Rites did not approve the appointment of the princess. After the death of the eldest daughter, Wang Yu asked to chase the princess. Emperor Jiajing disagreed with the burial ceremony of the beloved daughter. In the end, the burial was only half the ritual of the princess, so the eldest daughter was only the eldest lady, not the princess. The father-son relationship has worsened.

Lu Yingxin said: Guanghua Temple is in Shichahai, very close to my other courtyard. Would you like to make a chance encounter with King Yu? Imply that he is pretending to be a fool?

Lu Ying settled the bill and bought ten catties of roasted meat. "Take it back and give it to the brothers in Prince Yu's Mansion to add a dish. Pay more attention to it at night."

Concubine Yu was stingy, and the craftsmen could have enough to eat, but there was not much oil and water, and they were hungry at midnight.

Lu Ying said again: "If it is really a ghost made by the stinky Taoist priests, that black spot must be man-made. The palace is full of broken houses that have been in disrepair for a long time. There are too many places to hide. You can paste our fine dogs. Go to the mud, make it a little dirty, and take it into the palace as a stray dog. If the black scorpion reappears tonight, lead a small dog to chase it. People are afraid of evildoers, but dogs are not afraid."

Wu Xiaoqi responded one by one.

Lu Ying finished the deployment and hurried to Shichahai.

At the same time, Shichahai, Guanghua Temple.

The last book said that due to the Jiajing Emperor advocating Taoism and restraining Buddha, the former royal temples were already in dilapidated condition. They were forced to rent out part of the temple properties to generate income in order to barely maintain the incense worship.

Among them, the backyard of Shichahai was transformed into a large restaurant. Every day, the spectacles are staggered. The wine ponds and the meat forests and the Buddhist temples are pure land.

On Wang Daxia’s birthday, he couldn’t sit still at home with his gyro butt, so he brought Wei Caiwei to Shichahai to play ice sports. He injured his thigh and couldn’t skate. He rented a sheep cart and the two of them were sitting on a sleigh pulled by five sheep. Sliding on the ice of Shichahai.

After the two had enough fun, they went to the Guanghua Temple restaurant for lunch.

Wang Daxia got out of the sheep cart and rode the crutches—this crutches was made by him and gave it to Wei Caiwei. Later, Ding Wu also rode the crutches. Now it's his turn to use it.

Wang Daxia limped into the restaurant, limping into the restaurant, "This Zhizi barbecue is the best, and I can eat up to five plates."

Wei Caiwei shook the bulging purse, "Birthday star let go of the food, I will treat, I am now in the sky, and I am no longer a travel doctor who walks the streets and alleys, you can't eat me, I can afford you."

Wang Daxia smiled and said, "Then I will be a soft meal."

In the previous life, you ate soft rice. In the two generations, Wang Gonggong and Wang Daxia gradually merged. Wei Caiwei also laughed, "I will be happy to give it to you."

Walking into the lobby, a strong smell of coriander came over your face. The marinade of Zhizi barbecue is full of coriander. She almost smoked Wang Daxia, who hates coriander the most, and said to the shop second: "I want a single room with windows. The meat should be marinated fresh, not coriander, I can't bear the smell."

The shop second said: "We have warm pavilions in our backyard, one table and one pavilion, absolutely no smell."

So the two went to the warm pavilion with Xiaoer, and the sound of the Buddha's horns in Guanghua Temple next door was heard, as if superfluous to the barbecues.

The first plate of meat slices was cooked, Wang Daxia buried himself in the meat, a few people passed by the Nuanting, Wei Caiwei glanced inadvertently: it's amazing! This is not the emperor-no, is it Wang Yu?

Wang Yu also came to eat in another warm pavilion. He was dressed in regular clothes, just like an ordinary son. He was surrounded by Li Fang and Li, and three guards.

The dignified Prince Daming, there is no pomp, no guard of honor, not even a decent guard.

Because King Yu could not support the guard at all, although he was called King Yu, he had nothing to do with the rich. He was a poor jingle poor king.

There was originally a thousand-man guard in the Royal Palace, but the household department owed the salary for two years, and King Yu could not pay the guard’s money, so he simply sold the guard’s quota to the rich. The rich gave the Royal Palace more than a dozen or more decades every year. If you don’t wait for the official money, you can get a blank bill payment (Note 1). If you get the rank of a low-level officer such as Lieutenant of the Royal Palace, you can save one year of corvee and improve your social status. Do not kneel, Guangzong Yaozu.

The royal residence is due for one year, and if one year of official money is paid every year, the official status will continue for one year.

This is a legal and blatant sale/official. In this way, King Yu not only does not need to pay the money of the Thousand Guards, but can also use the official money paid by the rich every year to make pocket money to feed the few pawns and guards in the palace, so that it will not really fail.

Therefore, the security of King Yu is almost the same as Wu. He came to Guanghua Temple to do things for his eldest daughter. He was surrounded by only three guards and an eunuch. He was very casual, and he could not see that he was a Prince of Ming.

Wei Caiwei whispered: "Daxia, stop eating, Wang Yu is here, in the warm pavilion on our left."

Da Xia looked over from the corner of her eyes, "I'm here, and the poor king hasn't revealed his identity, so we don't have to salute and eat our own food. Just don't know."

Wang Daxia has been spying on the Prince Yu’s mansion for a month, and in private they all dubbed the King Yu as the poor king.

As soon as he finished speaking, the shopkeeper led Lu Ying to find him, and pointed to Wang Daxia and said: "The guest officer is looking for a handsome face, a walking stick, a beautiful lady by his side, and a **** who doesn't eat coriander. Is that him?"

Dian Xiaoer's voice was loud. Yu Wang Li Fang and others who were about to walk into the Nuan Pavilion heard it. After hearing the words, Li Fang said in a low voice, "Master, the young man next to Dian Xiaoer is Miss Lu Jiasi."

The author has something to say: Actually, Daxia and I have two things in common, fear of ghosts and not eating coriander.

Note 1: Blank bill payment by yourself, from Chapter 32 of "Jin Ping Mei": Taishi Cai said: "Without any official service, the court gave me a few blank bill payment cards yesterday. I will put your master in your Shandong torture office and do it. A vice-president of punishment, okay?" Lai Baoer hurriedly kowtow, and Mrs. Cai wrote Ximenqing's name on the note.