Chapter 7： Back door

"Yu Ji sees Wang Hao, Wang Hao please use tea." Wang Ji Liu's Ying Ying bowed down, gave Mu Hanzhang a head, took the cup that was handed over by the ring, and put his hands on it. A flattering face is a low-browed eye with no expression.

Mu Hanzhang took a sip of tea and rewarded her with a string of Nanhaizhu. When she picked it up, she called.

"Slaves to Wang Shutou, congratulations to Wang Hao's newlyweds." Light and cheerful tone, it is very pleasing to listen to, Li is an acolyte, can not claim to be a name, to be a slave. However, she was originally born in the ring, and this slave is extremely succinct.

"Get up." Mu Hanzhang put down the tea pot and rewarded Li's pair of golden gar. There is no such thing as a woman's accessories. There is no such thing as his "dowry". The people of Beiweihoufu will not buy him. These are the births of his biological mother who secretly gave him one night before he was married. Look light.

Dreaming of Wang Hao’s shots is so wide, the heart that was waiting to see jokes has to be confined. It’s no wonder that others say that a scorpion is worth more than a prostitute. A prostitute can only get a dowry silver when she marries, but she can get a share of the family.

Mu Hanzhang looked down and said slowly: "I am a man. In the future, if you are doing something, you must be polite. If you are in the morning, you will only need to come and ask for it. Others don't need you to serve." Qingrun's voice is very nice, not tight. The slow pace is not tolerant of majesty.

The two were busy and they should be, and Li also put away a laughing face.

"There is nothing else, just go back." Mu Hanzhang said faintly.

Liu Yuji looked at Li’s eyes. Li’s eyes turned and he smiled and said: “Xie Wangwei, but the lady has not come yet, the slaves are outside the door, etc., so I will return to Xiyuan together.” After reading it, you can't just go.

Mu Hanzhang’s drooping eyelids flashed a cold light, and the women’s bends and wraps made him faintly intolerant. Just waiting for them to go to the hall, they heard a woman’s laughter coming from outside the door. : "I have never seen Wang Ye like this..."

As the voice got closer and closer, I saw Jing Hao first come in, and there was a smile on his face. When he saw the people in the house, he immediately colded his face.

It is no wonder that the side room had to go with him halfway, but it was originally to see Wang Hao late to take him as a scorpion, and the diverticulum had arrived before she arrived. Who is this? Originally because of the mood of talking to my brother for an afternoon, I was suddenly stirred up by Song Lingxin.

The change of Jing's expression naturally fell into the eyes of Mu Hanzhang. The side room of the heart was really favored, and could not help but lick the lips.

"Sisters are here!" Song Lingxin, dressed in a bright gouache dress, said with amazement, went to the face of Mu Hanzhang and blessed himself. "Because the prince is late, I still hope that my brother is not strange." ”

Brother...

When Mu Hanzhang heard this title, he only felt that the frontal horn was jumping, and the side room could be called "sister". But if he is a man, he should be called "brother", but why does it sound so awkward?

"In the future, it is still called Wang Hao, not to call my brother." Before the party said anything, Jing Hao had already spoken first.

"Wang Ye?" Song heard this, the committee looked at Jing Jing, and called her brother the privilege of being a side room. Wang’s request was to beat her face in front of Wang Hao.

Jing Hao apparently did not notice her grievances. In her heart, the name of this "brother" seems to be called a lover. How to listen to it. After talking about it, I ignored the reaction of everyone. I leaned on the soft couch and picked up the book that Mu Hanzhang saw half of it.

Song Lingxin asked for a boring, but he had to squat to give Mu Hanzhang a half ceremony and respect the tea. Mu Hanzhang gave her a pair of jade bracelets, and the color and style are top grade. When Song saw it, he was slightly surprised. He said that this North Weihou scorpion is not so unseen in Houfu.

Mu Hanzhang can ignore these women's thoughts, and let them go back to Xiyuan after excuses two sentences. Although these diverticulums are all good, but the kale is a woman of their own husband, I think that the hearts of the ten are twisted separately. The beautiful woman also appreciates it.

The room finally calmed down. Mu Hanzhang felt that these women were tired after reading the book for a while. When the book was robbed by Jing Jing, Lan Xuan went to find another one.

"Young Master, "Bi Shui Jing Zhu" in the big box of the warehouse, it is not easy to find dark." Lan Xuan said with difficulty.

When building the palace, naturally, there will be no study room for "Wang Hao". His books are many. There are only a few books in the bedroom, and the rest are in the warehouse.

Mu Hanzhang sighed and waved his hand and said: "Well, just take a copy of the small box." This Lan Xuan really can't talk, so straightforward as if he had signaled her to complain in front of the king.

Jing Hao looked up and saw his brows lightly, and could not help but feel a little distressed: "I don't have to look for it, I just take a look." He said that he would give it back to him, and Mu Hanzhang had to come over, but unexpectedly. I was pulled to the soft couch by Jing Jing.

Mu Hanzhang was not prepared, and was picked up by Jing Hao, suddenly red face, busy struggling: "Wang Ye!"

Jing Hao sat up with a smile and took the waist of others: "On the couch, let's watch together."

I saw it, snickered and took the ring to retreat. Mu Zhang’s blush was even worse. The people behind him seemed to have no idea. They put their chin on the shoulders of others: "Is it still uncomfortable in the afternoon? ?"

When the place where the chin was resting was itch, Mu Hanzhang moved uncomfortably: "Much better."

"These waiters don't have to be in the heart. Li was arranged in the palace when I was a child. Yu Ji was sent by the great emperor last year. I have never touched her." Jing Yu hugged the middle of the arms. So that he leans on himself and reduces the burden on his waist.

Originally, I felt that there was nothing in the three wives and four wives, but now I am facing the black sorrow of Junqing, which seems to be able to see through everything. Jing Hao’s inexplicable feelings are somewhat illusory, and he automatically and consciously begins to honestly explain.

Mu Hanzhang turned to look at him. This person is helping him understand the real status of the woman in the house, so that he can easily control it. Although he really has no interest in controlling this group of women, it is really useful for his survival here. He pondered for a moment and said: "The arrival of the emperor today is neglected by the minister. I didn’t slow down my brother."

"Haha, I forgot my nephew, I only remembered it when I was at dinner." Jing Yan remembered that he had talked with his brother in the study room today, and his face showed a smile.

It seems that Song’s self-assertion has been made.

Jing Hao looked down at the people in his arms and thought about it. He remembered that he was just praising the heart of the Song Dynasty. The smile on his face was completely scattered. The woman had anything good. Jun Qing praised his alert: "Song Lingxin I am the assistant to the Ministry of Military Affairs. I am because I am going to fight and fight against the people, so I will carry her through the door."

In this way, the tone could not help but get colder and colder. In the last life, he was framed by the people. Song An, who had already risen to the Shangshu Shangshu, had been shrinking his head and refused to refute him. Finally, he used the means to deceive the book and protect him. The daughter, and the woman also escaped from the palace. Cats and dogs still know that they are desperate to protect their lord, and that woman, if it is not a woman who exposes her husband to go to jail, must have taken his crimes to the father and the emperor.

Mu Hanzhang listened to him quietly, and naturally heard his disappointment with Song. The handsome eyes had his own unseen sensation, and could not help but reach out and touch his eyes. I don't know what to do.

Jing Hao was surprised by the movements of the Huaizhong people, but he did not dare to move. He watched him try to touch his face like a cat, holding his breath and fearing to disturb him. The man just put his fingertips in his eyes and he didn't move. Jing couldn't help but slightly tilt his head and fell a kiss in the soft palm.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang returned to God and snorted, as if it had been burnt to the general, quickly retracted his hand, and people jumped from the soft collapse. "Tomorrow still has to go back, early... early Let's rest some time." Let's calm down and say this, and turned back to the inner room.

Jing Hao looked at his back and fled, and couldn't help but scream and laugh, and got up and followed.

"His Highness, it’s really not intentional to be here today." On the carriage of the Imperial Family, Xiao looked at his husband.

Jing Yan looked at her and said, "I want to be interested, no matter what, or you remember, Jing Hao is my younger brother. I don't want anyone to ruin him by any means." Even the father is not good. ! The last sentence did not say it, Xiao Shi heard it, and he should be busy, but his heart is worried. You can be a brother, and people may not necessarily appreciate it.

Jing Yan thought about what his brother said in the study, could not help but smile, his little sister, finally grown up.

The three dynasties returned to the door, and the two husbands and husbands got up early and groomed.

"Wang Ye..." Sitting in the carriage, Mu Hanzhang hesitated to open his mouth, rubbed his lips, and swallowed his words.

“Well?” Jing Hao turned his head to see what he wanted to say, and reached out and held his tight hand in his palm. “Jun Qing, can you remember what I said yesterday?”

Mu Hanzhang looked up and was facing the Jingji full of gentle black eyes. His heart suddenly relaxed: "If my father mentioned Jiangnan salt, Wang Ye... I have to promise."

Salt introduction? After this reminder, Jing Jing remembered that when North Weihou really wanted to borrow his hand to take the business of Yan Lu. Salt has been controlled by the government since ancient times. To be exact, it is controlled in the hands of several dynasties. Jiangnan is a place where salt is produced. The Jiangnan generals have made good contacts with him. Therefore, there are many people who want to borrow him to take the salt road. It is only... This is also one of his crimes.