What an Audacious and Sly Servant!

Chu Yan wanted to take a bath, and the second junior brought a copper basin. "Guest, we don't have a bath barrel, so we'll take off and wipe ourselves."

Chu Yan wanted to go to the toilet, and he wanted to sit in a toilet. Dian Xiaoer pointed to a corner of the inn, "Guest, there is a latrine, squat yourself."

Chu Yi desperate, just want to sleep, the shop Xiaoer left, but Mei Qiandeng was still wiping the soft sword in his sleeve in the room.

"Hey, go back to your house." Chu Yan ate his dinner for Mei Qiandeng, and was still worried.

"We didn't expect you to go out without money, you have limited money, as long as you have two rooms."

"Then you go to Song Ge old crowd."

Mei Qiandeng looked up. Why didn't the Prince understand what he meant? Well, explain it a bit more clearly: "Song Ge Lao paid the money for the Tian Zi room next door, and I paid for the character room. But Song Ge Lao didn't want to keep you."

So it is not a question of whether they are crowded or not, but a question of whether they are allowed to crowd.

Chu Yan originally took off his clothes while sitting on the bed. His clothes were half off. He took off his coat and took it in his hands to find a place to hang it. When he heard Mei Qiandeng's words, he was subconscious, and he made the expensiveness compelling Throwing his clothes in the direction where Mei Qiandeng was sitting.

When a foreign object struck, Mei Qiandeng instinctively lifted his sword and wanted to cut Chu Yi's clothes into pieces. But after a moment, she put down her soft sword again, and let the clothes fall precisely on her head, completely covering Mei Qiandeng's head.

You must not offend the prince until you have no choice but to!

She almost forgot about such an important thing.

But Ke Qiandeng was a little late to realize this time. Anyway, in the past few days, Chu Yan had been offended by her unconsciously.

"Master, where are you going?" Mei Qiandeng took off the clothes on his head, and saw Chu Yan carrying his huge "ball" on his back, reaching out to open the door.

"Where do I care about you? Master Ben doesn't sleep in your bed rarely."

"Master, Song Ge said that he would snoring when he slept. You must not be able to bear it. So late, when the pawnshop is closed, you are penniless, either sleeping on the streets or selling Qinglou Chuguan?"

Mei Qiandeng calmly analyzed all possible possibilities of Chu Yan and strangled them.

Chu Yan did not have the courage to open the door in front of him.

Mei Qiandeng added, "The carriage is in the stable behind."

(╯ ‵ □ ′) ╯︵┻ ─ 日子 This day can't be over! Chu Huan will never be shameless, start by being strong, or occupy the entire bed.

If the Crown Prince is useless, it is not so.

The day before dawn, when Chu Kun got up, Mei Qiandeng brought a plate of white buns and a plate of pickles on the small table. Song Ge didn't know when to come in, Du Youyou sat at the table for morning tea.

After a night of psychological achievements, Chu Yan made a very calm expression, and he changed back to the perfect prince in the former Mingjue Temple. He was decent and elegant. Only look tired.

Mei Qiandeng looked at him more and sat down silently.

Song Ge Lao: "Xiao Long, come for breakfast."

Chu Yan's handsome face almost didn't collapse, exhaling in his teeth: "Xiaolong?"

Song Gelao, did you eat crab powder Xiaolongbao in the morning? !!

"Now you are the husband's little sister, so the husband thinks of a pseudonym that is very good against Qiandeng. You have to do a full set of acting." Song Ge pointed at Mei Qiandeng, "Small Light." Pointing to Chu Yan, "Xiao Long."

Taken together, the little lantern.

Chu Yan's cheeks hurt, he bit his back alveolar strongly and said calmly to himself. How to say now Song Ge Lao also taught him from a young age to a great prince and grandfather. Until yesterday, Chu Xi has always positioned him as a respected teacher, and never expected that Song Ge Lao was full of wealth. Underneath his coat was such a naughty heart.

Ge Lao, as an old scholar who covers the world, can you use a pseudonym to be more advanced? !!

"Snapped!"

Chu Ji shot the case, he endured, "... Listen to me first."

The room suddenly fell into a weird silence.

"Father Emperor ordered you to follow me to Anxi County in secret, not only to check how well the calamity was caused by the government." He looked at Song Gelao with an eye to his eyes. I want to come to Song Ge Lao, an old river and lake in the mixed Chaotang Church, and I have a clear idea about this matter. The father and the emperor do not send anyone, but they have to send an old bone to them, and have their own intentions.

Song Ge Lao laid down the tea cup, and also carefully watched Chu Yun, please continue.

Anzai County is about to fall into the blizzard in the summer. It is a natural disaster, but the non-seasonal snow will certainly not last long. This kind of catastrophe similar to the cold spring is only relatively rare. Compared with floods, earthquakes, and plagues, it is not worth mentioning at all.

The court has strict regulations on special appropriations for disasters. There is not much money to be greedy in this light snow disaster, because the crops that are most affected are frozen, and only a large amount of manure, plant ash, straw and other physical rescue are needed.

Which is stupid? The corrupt officials are all right to swallow a pile of fertilizer at home alone.

"Father Emperor must have known something, but he didn't tell me. He wanted me to check it. If he thinks I can find out without knowing anything, the clue may be in front of me ..." Chu荀 Slender fingers tapped the table, frowned slightly, and thought extremely seriously, "How much do you know about relief supplies?"

Chu Yan looked opposite. Mei Qiandeng must not know. Chu Yi glanced at her. This cross from Anxi to Beijing, not only eased the assassination of King Wang, but also brought a snowstorm, which was very powerful! Mei Qiandeng put down his chopsticks for a while. Chu Yan stared at her, and his eyes fell on Song Ge's body.

Song Ge old touched his chin: "My husband has been in the chapel for decades. Most of the small accidents such as the Anxi snow disaster are mostly purchased by the county government by itself and reported to the court. Anxi is a large county, with well-developed commerce and finances. Wait for the appropriation of the court. As long as you report all the books, receipts and detailed bills of the victims to the Audit Office after the event, naturally, the emperor will also send some supplies, but the transportation is difficult and the number is not large. To show Wong. "

As Chu Yan thought.

"Who is Anxi Jun Shou?" He asked Song Ge Lao again.

"Xiao Long! You can ask the right person, other people may not know the old man. The old man in Shounan Baicheng, Anxi County, remembers it well. He passed the imperial examination that year, and the old man was the examiner, and he looked shameless. , Wen Cai is brilliant, good manners, but unfortunately got a probe. "

Chu Yan pretended not to hear the word "Xiao Long" and tried his best to maintain a perfect image: "Why only got a flower?"

"Where will the old man know that the top three are ordered by the emperor."

"What else do you know?"

"The old man knows a lot, but you don't know the specifics, the old man doesn't know how to answer you."

Chu Yan rolled his eyes, and Song Ge Lao you sell it, don't ask you.

He meditated for a while alone. The father had let Song Ge grow up. He had an old bone and couldn't rush the horse. By the time Anxi County had finished the snow and the disaster was almost the same, the father's task might not be a matter of time. Conversely, if there is no need to hurry, then this clue is most likely on the road.

"We go official these days and pay attention to all the relief materials sent to Anxi." Chu Yan made a decision very quickly.

He just wanted to get into the gods, he didn't deliberately sculpt the shape, and didn't pay attention to the others. Then he looked back and suddenly found that Mei Qiandeng was staring at him very seriously.

Mei Qiandeng's eyes, like Baiyun most of the time, were so light and weightless that he couldn't catch them, but he was very clean and comfortable, free from the world. But at this time, Mei Qiandeng focused on Chu Yi's gaze, and it turned into drizzle and couldn't catch it, but she really stuck to her body and "won't get wet".

Hey, it's subtle. Subtle to Chu Yi could not help but take a nap. Immediately, people couldn't help but shouted, "What are you looking at! I haven't seen anything so long!" In order to conceal his embarrassment, Chu Min reached out to grab a **** and use food to distract.

As a result, his hand stopped in mid-air, watching the empty disk where no one could start, the whole small universe erupted: "馒-head-what ?!"

Now that the goal is clear, we only care about the wind and rain.

"Xiao Long." Song Ge Lao was not ready to leave.

Chu Qiang Nahan, with a murky heart, has a lot of bad ideas in his stomach. Especially now, Song Gelao's gaze is on him, which is likely to be his bad idea.

"You see what the small lamp is wearing, and what you are wearing."

Mei Qiandeng will always be black, and Chu Yong will always be in full swing.

what happened?

"Since both of you are the husband's sister-in-law, naturally you have to unify your style. The husband wants you to wear tattered clothes and you are also unwilling. Then lend your clothes to a small lamp to wear. Change. Hey, why are you staring at your husband so much, you brought so many clothes anyway. "

There were tens of thousands of grass-mud horses running wild in Chu's heart.

Song Ge is still chattering. "According to the taste of the small lamp, I have not disliked your clothes. How can you be so stingy as a prince?" He said, using a wrinkled old hand to stretch out Chu Chu's "giant ball".

Chu Yan retreated sharply, "Don't move, I'll take it!" He backed to the corner, put the bag down, and turned his back to Mei Qiandeng and Song Ge Lao, letting Bao Ao form a safe under his two walls Triangle strip. He tinkered with the baggage for a while, and finally pulled out a piece of clothing and threw it to Mei Qiandeng.

I only listened to Songge's old Hongliang's voice in the small inn. "Xiaolong, this dress you wore yesterday!"

Huh, do you like to wear Mei Qiandeng?