"Everyone, please enjoy your drinks. I have something to do and have to leave for a while."
Princess Taiping picked up a white silk handkerchief and elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth. She smiled and nodded to a few guests who were in high spirits.
Everyone was drinking and only Monk Hui Fan was boiling tea. He had just added a spoonful of salt into the pot when he heard Princess Taiping's words. He could not help but laugh and said, "Your Highness, could it be that you can't match Gao Sili's drinking order and want to escape?"
Everyone burst into laughter. Princess Taiping didn't express her opinion. She just smiled at the crowd, and walked away gracefully.
In the small study room, Yang Fan was casually flipping through a volume of poetry. Suddenly he heard footsteps. He looked up and saw Princess Taiping standing in front of him. She was charming and fresh like a blooming flower.
"Erlang, why are you here today?"
"Of course I have something to do …"
Before Yang Fan finished speaking, Princess Taiping had already walked over. She turned around and her plump buttocks sat on Yang Fan's thighs. Yang Fan took the opportunity to hold her waist. His other hand patted her round thighs twice and said with a smile, "It's a little heavy."
Princess Taiping giggled, "I can't help it. Now I am pretending to be pregnant. I can't go out easily. I can't even practice kicking. So I am indeed fatter than last year."
Her eyes wavered as she looked at Yang Fan and asked, "Am I ugly because I'm fat?"
Yang Fan's hands moved up and down, quickly touching the two hemispheres. He looked like he was considering and studying them. Finally, he nodded seriously and said, "Not bad, they're all in the places that should be fat. This slender waist and long legs don't have much fat!"
Princess Taiping giggled and slapped his mischievous big hand away. She wrapped her arms around his neck and said softly, "All right, my busy man, you don't come to me for no reason. Tell me, what do you want to discuss with me?"
Yang Fan said seriously, "This matter is a little troublesome. After thinking about it, I think it's best for my Lingyue to handle it."
Princess Taiping heard him call her name. She felt sweet in her heart. But she coquettishly rolled her eyes at him and said, "Stop flattering me. Get to the point."
"Alright!"
Yang Fan readily accepted her advice. First, he slapped her plump buttocks, reminiscing the extremely bouncy touch, and then he began to talk about his matters.
After Princess Taiping heard this, the smile on her face disappeared. She frowned and said unhappily, "Why do you care about his life and death? Why take such a risk for this person?"
Yang Fan said, "There's no reason. It's just a friendship!"
Princess Taiping stared at him for half a day, sighed softly and said, "You, you shouldn't be so emotional."
Yang Fan said, "It's not that I don't have a way to get rid of him directly. I just hope that … he can recognize the truth on his own and give up. Otherwise, if I help him, he will think that I'm trying to harm him. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked you for help. "
Seeing that he had made up his mind, Princess Taiping could not help but smile bitterly. Pondering for a moment, she slowly shook her head and said, "This man … is simply a scourge! You save him. If he causes trouble again and the matter is exposed, it will affect our plan! "
Yang Fan said, "As for the future, you don't need to worry. The place I plan to send him to is high and far away. Even if he pokes the sky, the emperor won't know. What's more, I have my ways to prevent him from causing trouble. No matter how fearless he is, he will have to be obedient when he meets the person I sent to look after him. "
Yang Fan said, "However, if I directly take him away, he won't give up and will blame me for being meddlesome. I have to let him understand that he is really in big trouble, then he will wake up. That's why I want to ask you to accompany me in this play. Moreover … this matter is not only troublesome. By doing this, you can also win some favor from the emperor. "
Princess Taiping bit her plump and sexy lips. After thinking for a long time, she gently nodded her head and said bitterly, "My enemy, I can't refuse you! Forget it. Let's do it according to your plan! "
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The barrier door opened and Young Master Jiang appeared at the door.
He was still spotless, still as white as snow, still high above, as cold as the snowy mountains of Kunlun, as arrogant as a god standing at the top of Kunlun, indifferent to all living beings struggling like ants.
"Pack up and return to Fanyang!"
Young Master Jiang only lightly left such a sentence and closed the door with a crash. His emotions had not completely stabilized. He didn't want his subordinates to see that he was also weak.
As the barrier door was closed again, Yuan Tingyun's expression became interesting, "Young Master has finally thought it through!"
He immediately turned around and hurriedly arranged in a voice that didn't disturb Young Master Jiang.
There were three people monitoring Grand Secretary Xiang Jun. The leader was surnamed Feng, Master Feng.
Master Feng's father used to be a man of the underworld. Later, when the world was gradually settled, he could no longer stay in the underworld.
Master Feng's father had been a bandit for half of his life and didn't save much money. He only bought a few acres of land to settle down. At this time, Master Feng was already in his early forties. Since he had settled down, he began to take care of carrying on the family line.
However, he was not rich and was an outsider with no relatives or friends. It was really difficult for him to find a wife. Later, after a lot of effort, he reluctantly found a wife.
In fact, his wife was fair and beautiful. Her family also ran an oil factory. No matter what, she was good in all aspects. The only pity was that she was too tall. For a girl, she was nearly 1.78 meters tall. In that era, it was simply a nightmare. No man was willing to marry a woman who was a head taller than him.
Although there were men taller than her, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to get married at the right age and in all aspects. Seeing that his daughter was getting older and older, because she couldn't get married, and because her three brothers were worried that she would split the family property, they always treated her coldly. This caused the old girl to wash her face with tears every day. Only then did she make do with Master Feng.
Master Feng wasn't tall. When he was a bandit, this was his advantage. Therefore, for more than 20 years, he was always able to escape from countless encirclement and suppression by the soldiers. However, marrying a wife who was so much taller than him, Master Feng was also "under great pressure". For a long time, he had to go to the fields and finish work at different times with the villagers. This was to prevent them from traveling together and being laughed at.
He named his son "Master Feng" because he had placed all his life's hopes on his son. He didn't wish for anything else but for his son to grow taller and not repeat his mistakes. Because of his wife's height, people would laugh at him.
Unfortunately, Master Feng didn't live up to his father's expectations. He completely inherited his father's excellent genes. Because of this, he was often beaten by his father since he was young. As he was beaten, he would scold, "Bastard, why do you look so much like me? Why do you look so much like me? "
However, being short had its advantages. At least now, he wore a headband, an apron, and set up a shed in the alley to sell Hu Bing. At first glance, everyone felt that he was born to do this. Therefore, no one who went in or out of the Xiang Mansion gave him a second glance.
Master Feng enthusiastically solicited business and never looked at the Xiang Mansion. However, people who went in and out of the Xiang Mansion would always pass by his Hu Bing Stall.
Master Feng was urgently transferred from the periphery. It wasn't that Yang Fan didn't trust the group of people he directly took over from Chang 'an. It was because those people were originally by Young Master Jiang's side. Young Master Jiang, who had always been arrogant and acted as if no one else was around, might never remember what they looked like. However, people like Yuan Tingyun who were by his side would definitely recognize them. Therefore, they had to use unfamiliar faces.
After the identity of the former Songzhou County Magistrate Kong Weihao was discovered by Gu Zhuting, Yang Fan put all the important figures of the "Luoshui Poetry Society" under surveillance. Old Scholar Xiang was one of the founders of the "Luoshui Poetry Society".
During the Spring Festival, the usually deserted Xiang Mansion was also crowded with people. This had a certain impact on Master Feng's surveillance. However, after careful screening, he didn't find anything strange. In particular, none of the people he had seen in the portraits appeared.
Today, Master Feng thought that it would be another boring day. Since it was the Spring Festival, the residents became more generous. There were many people who came to buy Hu Bing. Master Feng was busy baking, selling, and collecting money. However, there was no movement in front of the Xiang Mansion.
However, when he deliberately picked two slightly larger Hu Bing Pancakes, put them in an oiled paper bag, and handed them to the two children with a smile, the gate of the Xiang Mansion suddenly opened. First, a few horsemen with horses rushed out. Then, the threshold was lifted and a light carriage drove out from inside.
There were also people following behind the light carriage. They were all horsemen, and each of them led a long-distance horse with the best endurance. There was a saber hanging in front of the saddle and a saddle bag on the back of the saddle. The horsemen were all wearing sheepskin jackets and sheepskin trousers. They also wore dog skin hoods to cover their ears and a sheepskin cloak on the outside. It was almost the end of the first month, and the weather was no longer so cold. With such attire, it could only be … a long-distance run.
Master Feng's heart skipped a beat, but it immediately returned to normal.
"Dear customers, please wait a moment, please wait a moment. This old man will first pick out this pot of Hu Bing Pancake!"
Master Feng said to the customers who were waiting to buy Hu Bing Pancakes. He opened the steamer basket on the side, picked up a bamboo tongs, and picked up the freshly steamed Hu Bing Pancakes from the large dustpan next to him. A pair of sharp eyes stared at the gate of the Xiang Mansion through the rising steam.
"Hey! Old Scholar Xiang, are you going on a long trip? "
A neighbor happened to pass by and asked Old Scholar Xiang, who was walking out with the help of a walking stick.
Old Scholar Xiang was an official, and that neighbor was a commoner. However, officials rarely put on airs with their neighbors. If someone had a favor to ask of them, they absolutely couldn't put on airs. If they needed to send gifts, they had to send gifts, and if they needed to visit, they had to visit. The etiquette of visiting each other during the New Year's and other festivals couldn't be lacking. Otherwise, it would damage their reputation, and their spittle could drown them.
Therefore, Old Scholar Xiang smiled and replied politely, "Oh! My dog is an official in Fan Yang and can't return to the capital due to official duties. Today, this old man sent my daughter-in-law over to take care of him for a few days, so that the young couple can also get together. "
"Haha, the old scholar loves his son!"
The neighbor said with a grin, and politely said goodbye to him, and walked away.
Master Feng's eyes narrowed, as if he was suffocated by the steam.
Old Scholar Xiang sent his daughter-in-law to reunite with his son. There was no problem. The son left his wife to take care of his father. This was a son's filial piety. The father sent his daughter-in-law to take care of his son. This was a father doting on his son, so there was no problem. However, the Xiang Residence was a family of scholars. How could the daughter-in-law sit in the carriage and let her father-in-law stand in front of the door to see her off?
Even if the Xiang Family had strict rules and women shouldn't show their faces in public, it was fine for them to wear a 'shallow dew' on their heads. How could an elder send a daughter-in-law off in front of the door and not show her face while sitting in the carriage?
Just as he thought of this, a man who was leading a horse and wearing a hood over his ears patted the horse's neck and glanced over. Master Feng immediately lowered his head and carefully picked up the last Hu Bing. He warmly greeted the guests, "Sorry for making you wait for a long time. How many did you buy?"
The rider had just turned his head, and Master Feng had already clearly seen his appearance. According to the portrait he had seen, this person should be the leader of Young Master Jiang's imperial bodyguards, Yuan Tingyun.
"I found him, I actually found him!"
Feng Gaoren's heart pounded like a drum …
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