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"Definitely …" Jingjing looked at Li Yue with a smile. How could he still remember the 'hug' Li Yue had with Ling'er today?

"You're busy. You're busy. I'll take this portrait and study it …" "I definitely won't let him in. Go and busy yourself with your own matters. I'll definitely think of a way to discuss this with Manager Zheng."

Jingjing pushed Li Yue out.

Looking at the figure of Li Yue's back as he left, Jing Jing let out a breath of relief.

Jing Jing Jing turned around and entered the house. She closed the door and window and took out Nangong Xiu's portrait. She suddenly smiled, "Brother-in-law, don't worry. I will definitely bring you in …"

The smile on Jingjing's face became even more profound.

He thought to himself in his heart. Li Yue, you have repeatedly reminded her to keep Jingjing in check and not let Nangong Xiu in.

What they didn't know was that Jingjing had put in a lot of effort just to contact her senior sister.

Whether or not her senior sister could contact the people around her was naturally also very important.

Thus, it was imperative for Nangong Xiu to be allowed to enter.

It was as if Li Yue didn't want to invite him in.

Jing Jing had already started thinking about what to do when the time came.

She took out the painting Nangong Xiu had given her from her bosom, and her thoughts drifted into the distance …

Within the study.

Her fingers were tapping in the dark, making irregular sounds.

In front of him stood the solemn looking Manager Zheng.

Manager Zheng was terrified when he heard him banging on the table and making those sounds.

He rarely saw his master like this.

He acted as if someone owed him money but didn't pay it back.

After a while, he said to Manager Zheng, "Regardless of what sort of method Nangong Xiu is planning to use, she absolutely cannot let him in. You must guard this well, understand?"

Manager Zheng nodded and said cautiously, "But..." According to the rules, esteemed wangfei was the one who had to make the decision. This one will … I'm afraid it's not good to talk. "

Li Yue's brow creased as his eyes turned cold. "That woman..." I feel that something is not right. How about, when the time comes … Even if you break the rules, you still have to stop her from doing something out of line, understand? "

Naturally, Manager Zheng was unable to say anything and could only nod his head.

Li Yue lightly tapped the table for a while before he looked at Manager Zheng and said, "In order to prevent Nangong Xiu from sneaking in …" No matter what. That stupid woman … If anything happens, you must inform me in time, understand? "

Manager Zheng nodded solemnly and said, "I understand!"

Li Yue nodded and said, "Nangong Xiu, this time, even if you have wings, you won't be able to come in and you won't be able to escape …"

Two days later.

The selection of the Royal Mansion guards was almost comparable to a large-scale shopping mall performance. The people who had come to apply had completely blocked off the entrance to the mansion's backyard so that not even a drop of water could leak out.

A fat guy pushed the person in front of him, and when that person turned around, he saw a fat guy with a greasy face, his face was repulsive, and he coldly said, "Everyone has to line up! What are you squeezing? "

The fat guy laughed and said, "Big brother. I want to ask a question. "

The cold-faced man asked, "What problem?"

Fatty Yang said, "Why would there be so many people in the Prince's Mansion when they choose the house guards and not the princesses who choose their husbands?"

"Why are you asking so much?"

The cold-faced man's clothes were simple and shabby. There were a few faint old scars on his face. He looked like a poor swordsman in dire straits.

Fatty was much weaker. His head was like a giant watermelon as he continuously looked around. Even the copper coin on the ground was picked up by him. When he saw the money, he was all smiles. He was simply a miser!

"Big brother." From the sound of your accent, you must be from a foreign land? " The fat guy wouldn't let it go.

"Outsiders aren't allowed to recruit servants?"

"Not really. However, it's very strange, outsiders would rarely be willing to come to a rich person's house to serve as a guard. "

"Why?"

"The language cannot be understood, but the culture doesn't want to be understood either. One must know that one had to be very careful when serving a rich family. If one was careless and offended someone, then one wouldn't be able to bear the consequences! Miserable … Miserable … "

"Humph!" The cold-faced man sneered.

"But it's hard to say. After all, this was a wealthy family. They had high food rates, good benefits, and were able to take care of everything they ate. Furthermore, they would also have some face if they went out to protect the manor! Brother, do you think it's the same? However, looking at how arrogant you are, Big Brother, it would be a bit unfair if you want to be a lowly servant or servant. "

The fat guy blabbered on and on like a nagging brothel bawd. He couldn't tell that the cold-faced man didn't want to talk to him at all, and wasn't even willing to look at him.

The fat guy was unquenchable as he continued to blabber, "Sigh. If I can garner the protection of the Prince's Mansion, then the ancestral tombs will grow grass, and the ancestors will have some glory! "

"Can you shut up!"

The cold-faced man was getting impatient.

He had never seen anyone who was so long-winded and passionate. It was simply too annoying. The fat guy hit a nail on the head and really didn't talk much.

At this moment, the long line took another small step forward.

A few dejected workers walked out, sighing while discussing.

"Sigh. Isn't this asking for human life? "

"Exactly! The Royal Mansion was recruiting for guards, not for a martial arts scholar! With such a large and burly man, who could take thirty moves from him? Even after thirty moves, is there still life? "

"All of us were beaten black and blue, and we failed to enter the guard exam. What a misstep!"

"If we knew it would be so difficult to take the exam, we wouldn't have come."

"That's right! It's even harder than taking the martial arts exam for the top scorer. "

"I heard that all of this was caused by that new wangfei! "I don't know who this wangfei is, but she's a lady of a noble family. How could she make such a ruckus?"

"Pfft!" What a lady. I heard that she was a python beast tamer or something. How could this prince marry such a girl?! Oh, what a pity, my waist! The beating just now was too miserable! "

"Forget it, forget it." Don't complain, it's already pretty good. Everyone has been paid five silver taels for their errant work. Only the Palace of Hua-Yang would be willing to pay so much. "

A few workers who were wounded all over complained and left.

After the fat man heard this, he turned pale with fright, "Brother, did you hear that? We even have to compete in martial arts! "

The cold-faced man said, "It's only right for the guards to compare martial arts. If you don't know any martial arts, how will you guard your home? "

The fat man said, "Then what should we do? It seems very difficult! "

The cold-faced man asked, "You don't know martial arts?"

The fat guy tsk-tsked, "For a laborer like us who has a tough life, it would already be amazing if we could have a decent job as a servant. How could we have the time to practice martial arts?"

The cold-faced man coldly replied, "Then go back as soon as possible."

The fat guy asked curiously, "Brother, you don't seem to be worried at all. Could it be that you also know martial arts? If you know martial arts, why are you here as a servant? In this day and age, anyone who knows a bit of martial arts will be able to put on airs! "

The cold-faced man didn't say a word.

The fat guy stared at him rudely, he looked left and right for a long time, then said: "Bro, your cold look, the more you look, the more you look like an expert! Why would someone like you come to apply for the house and guard the yard? How strange! "

The cold-faced man said angrily: "Can you shut up?"

"Hey, hey!" What are you guys arguing about? " Manager Zheng walked down the steps.

"Manager Zheng!" You are truly handsome and radiant! " The fat guy shamelessly went up to flatter her.

"Shameless."

The cold-faced man slightly sneered.

Steward Zheng sized up the cold-faced man in tattered clothes and thought to himself, "This person's temperament isn't bad. He does have a bit of the bearing of an expert." "Could it be that he really is …"

"Your highness has repeatedly warned me that I must not let that person enter the manor!"

"If it's really him, I have to think of a way to send him away."

"Otherwise, once we enter the mansion and meet the wangfei, I'm afraid things will become much more difficult."

"If I kick him out right now without anyone noticing, he would be able to accomplish the task given to him by the prince without offending his wife. That would be killing two birds with one stone."

Steward Zheng made up his mind and coughed twice. "What are you two arguing about here?" This is the prince's mansion, you don't understand the rules at all! "

Fatty Yang said, "Head Steward. We're just joking. "

Manager Zheng said with a darkened face, "What kind of joke is this?" How can the Duke Palaces be a place for all of you to cause trouble as you please? "

The cold-faced man said nothing. When he saw Manager Zheng, he was neither humble nor haughty.

The fat guy took two steps forward and flattered him, "Manager Zheng, tell me, do we really need to compete with each other in recruiting the guards? I'm good at teasing horses and feeding sheep, but I don't know martial arts, what do I do? "

Manager Zheng glared at the cold-faced man and asked, "What about him?"

The fat guy quickly said, "This brother's clothes are a bit tattered, but from the looks of it, he's an ordinary person. We were talking about it just now, but it seems like this brother is definitely a martial arts expert. It should be no problem for him to apply to be a guard. "

Manager Zheng was even more suspicious now as he stared at the cold-faced man. "You know martial arts?"

The fat man continued, "Manager Zheng, he might not understand, but he's an outsider!"

Manager Zheng's face darkened this time. "An outsider?"

The fat guy nodded. "Yes. He is an outsider, I thought it was strange, there are very few outsider who would come to a rich and powerful household like the King's Manor to act as a guard. "

Manager Zheng's face was dark with anger. "I didn't ask you." Why do you talk so much? You... "Um, what's your name and where are you from?"

His sharp eyes sized up the cold-faced man. The more he looked, the more suspicious he became.

The cold-faced man replied: "I am Zhang …" "Zhang Xiu!"

Manager Zheng asked, "Where are they from?"

The cold-faced man said, "From the Central Plains."

Manager Zheng asked, "Do you know martial arts?"

The cold-faced man said, "I've practiced a few rough moves."

Manager Zheng said, "Since you're from the Central Plains and you know martial arts, why did you come to the Prince's Mansion?"

The cold-faced man said, "The world is not good."

Manager Zheng asked, "How long have you been in the Western Regions?"