Chapter 649

The imperial residence was originally the royal residence of the previous dynasty. It was given to Duke Cheng and repaired. Although it has been almost uninhabited for so many years, it is well maintained.

The trees are tall and towering. Although the houses are a little old, they are clean and tidy and free from decay.

"Isn't it nice?" Zhu Zan said, looking at Miss Jun who couldn't enter the house but looked everywhere, "haven't you seen such a big yard?"

Think of something close to her.

"As long as we get together and disperse well, you can come to my house at any time in the future. How about it?"

The so-called good gathering and good dispersion, of course, still miss Jun smiled about the name of the son's wife.

"Zhu Zan." She said, looking very serious. "Then you praise me and make me happy."

Boast?

"Boast, I'm really unskilled." Zhu Zan touched his chin and frowned. "After all, there are few people who can be as powerful as me."

Miss Jun laughed.

"But you have a good laugh." Zhu Zan found something and immediately said, "the smile is really sunny, shining like a hundred flowers in full bloom, which is pleasing to the eye."

Miss Jun raised her sleeve to cover her mouth.

"Well, now it's also very beautiful, gentle and pleasant. It removes your vulgar... Cough, forthright appearance and shows your nature." Zhu Zan continued.

Miss Jun nodded and smiled.

"In addition to appearance, I have talent." She said.

Zhu Zan shook his head.

"Modest." He said, "you are not only talented, but also brave and resourceful. Many men are inferior to you."

Miss Jun laughed again.

Laughter echoed in the yard, making the originally empty world lively and lively.

The servants standing behind also smiled.

"What are they doing?" A servant whispered.

He walked slowly in the yard without entering the house. At this time, he stood under the tree in front of the hall and joked.

"The prince is talking to miss Jun in love." An old servant woman said with a sigh, "I didn't expect that the prince would still talk about love. Indeed, I met someone I like."

Looking at the cheerful woman who covered her mouth and smiled under the tree, and then looking at the tall and focused man, the servants nodded with satisfaction.

"It can be said that lovers get married."

"I guessed when I said the son of God stopped Lu Qianhu from smashing the plaque of Jiuling hall."

"You're talking nonsense. You didn't say that at that time."

"I just didn't tell the truth. Sometimes I can't tell the truth."

At this time, Miss Jun also asked this question.

"True or false?" She looked at Zhu Zan and asked, "am I so good?"

"Of course it's true. I said you were so good and false. Didn't I say I was blind?" Zhu Zan hissed, "am I that kind of person?"

Miss Jun laughed.

"Yes, you're not that kind of person." She said, and then chuckled, "so, I'm so good. Why are you so unhappy to be the wife of the son of God?"

Around such a big circle, coax him to say good words, originally for this sentence!

This dishonest man!

Zhu Zan pointed at her.

"I'll turn my face when you're nine." He raised his eyebrows and clenched his teeth.

Miss Jun said.

"Turn it over." She said, with some curiosity, "turn it over and let me see."

Zhu Zan twitched his eyebrows and feet. Just as he was about to say something, a series of shouts rang out behind him.

"The Lord of the kingdom is back!"

Zhu Zan and miss Jun turned their heads and saw Duke Cheng coming slowly.

"What are you talking about? So happy?" He said with a smile, "why don't you come in?"

Zhu Zan immediately greeted him.

"Dad..." He shouted, raising his voice with a bit of grievance, "she..."

Cheng Guogong nodded to him and continued to look at Miss Jun.

"I don't know if I'm used to it. I haven't lived here for a long time." He said.

Miss Jun nodded with a smile.

"Very good." She said, "the government house is good. It has been well maintained over the years. It's very comfortable. I like it very much."

The emperor's grandfather was really generous to Cheng Guogong at the beginning. This place was originally intended to be the prince's house. It can be imagined that the specifications of the prince's house can be compared with the royal palace. Therefore, Miss Jun felt a little familiar here. This familiarity made her comfortable and a little sad.

Zhu Zan's cough sounded.

"Dad, what do you think of the matter just now?" He said, "the people and things I arranged, the timing..."

Cheng Guogong nodded and looked at him with a smile.

"You did a good job." He said, this is a compliment, but also an interruption. He looked at Miss Jun again. "My wife still has some days to arrive. Please help yourself here, Miss Jun."

Miss Jun answered with a smile.

"Dad, you're welcome. She can help herself if you don't say it." Zhu Zan hummed.

"Zan'er, go and see how miss Jun's residence is arranged." Duke Cheng looked at him and said in a warm voice.

"Why should I go?" Zhu Zan said.

"There are only you and me in our family. Do you want me to go?" Cheng Guogong said.

Zhu Zan lost his temper immediately. He kicked back, and then saw the Duke of the state extend his hand to miss Jun.

"... who will miss Jun pick up?" He asked.

"It's my teacher and mother." Miss Jun replied and followed him to the hall.

"If you need any help, Miss Jun, just say it." Cheng Guogong said.

Hearing this, Zhu Zan hissed again.

This woman is so powerful that she doesn't need help. Even tens of thousands of refugees from the North came here unconsciously. This kind of thing is a small thing. My father really does. This kind of small thing is endless. What he just did is a big thing, okay? He dismissed without asking.

"Shizi ye, Miss Jun's residence is arranged in the drunken moon building next to the lady. Look..." the servant whispered.

"How to arrange zuiyue building? That's where I live." Zhu Zan stared, raised his feet and pedaled backward.

It's unbearable to rob my mother, rob my father and rob me of a place to live.

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The night shrouded the capital. There was too much excitement on this day, which made the people in the capital tired and excited. The night market was more noisy than ever before.

However, in the Huang family's mansion, although the lights were bright, there was silence. The prostitutes and beautiful maids disappeared, and the servants held their breath and bowed their heads in a hurry.

Huang Cheng lay obliquely in his study, and the staff in front of him bowed his head and handed over the letters.

"So it cost a lot of money to send those refugees." Huang Cheng closed his eyes and said.

"At least tens of thousands of liang of silver." An aide said, "in addition to eating and drinking on the road, it is said that everyone also shared a hard fee."

Huang Cheng coughed and smiled. He opened his eyes and sat up. His hands intentionally or unintentionally wiped his cheeks. That's where rotten fruit hit him today.

Although he had washed it, he unconsciously always wanted to wipe it, which was also a reminder of his humiliation today.

"After all, it depends on money." He said with a smile in his eyes, "I thought there were more people."

"It's no different from those encouraged by merchants, but they have more money and spend more." Said an aide.

Huang Cheng looked at the papers piled on the table.

"The old saying is right. If people have money, they are easy to go bad." He opened a document and knocked the words Deshengchang on it with his hand. "The bad guys should be eliminated, or the world will be in chaos."

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(two shifts today)