Qingben Boliang, you don't know

"Old minister, how dare you work hard for the country?" The old Prime Minister Zhao still has an official air in the court, he is over sixty years old, his back is a little hunched, and he looks as tall as Jin Han.

Jinhan smiled and said: "When you come to the Xiaguan's mansion, you don't need to be greeted by the Xiaguan, the Prime Minister is slapping the Xiaguan's face!"

Jinhan is the master of music, and he is a top-notch official. After all, the music master is a harem official and cannot be placed in the court. He is the prime minister and is the real second-in-command.However, it was the first time for her to be a musician in the imperial court. She claimed to be a low-level official, which was enough to give him face.

Prime Minister Zhao's old eyes stared at him. His small eyes were aged, and most of them were covered by eyelids, so they had no deterrent effect.

Jin Han took two steps forward, "Since the prime minister is here, please come in and have a seat."

Prime Minister Zhao didn't want to go in at all. In his opinion, the mansion where a witch like Jinhan lives is also a dark place.He didn't want to take half a step in, but thinking that if he spoke at the door, he would lose his status as a prime minister, so he reluctantly went in.

Jinhan walked leisurely into the lobby, sat down on a chair, and said, "Fengliu, go and make a pot of Biluochun for the Prime Minister."

Prime Minister Zhao's old face sank, this shameless woman.He actually gave the servant such a name.

He waved his hand and said: "No need, the truth is that I didn't come here to ask for tea from Zhang Yuefu."

Fengliu's footsteps stopped, Jinhan leaned back on the chair lazily, and said: "Go and brew it, the prime minister won't drink it, I'm thirsty."

Prime Minister Zhao stared straight at Jin Han, "I don't like to beat around the bush when I speak. I came here this time to invite Zhang Le to resign." He came today on behalf of many courtiers. He assisted two generations of kings. He will do it.

A smile curled up on Jinhan's lips, "Why?"

Zhao Cheng got angry right away, and slapped the wooden table with a "slap", "You still have the face to ask why?"

The smile on Jinhan's lips spread to the corners of his eyes, with an indescribable charm, "What's the use of having a face? Leave it alone."

Prime Minister Zhao jumped up, pointed at Jinhan and cursed: "You demon girl, you have no shame!"

The setting sun was like blood, the afterglow shone on Jinhanyaohong's long dress, it was gorgeous, and a bit of afterglow adorned her forehead, like a bright red cinnabar mole.She lazily pressed her pale hand behind her ear, "If a witch is not a demon, why do you deceive the king?"

Fengliu had already made tea and brought it to Jinhan.

Prime Minister Zhao was furious, "Bewitching Lord, the truth will never tolerate you!"

Jinhan took a look at Fengliu, "Quick, go help the prime minister."

After the wind passed, Prime Minister Zhao waved his hands angrily, "I don't need your help, I will go by myself."

Looking at Prime Minister Zhao's figure walking away angrily, the smile on Jinhan Jinhan's lips completely dissipated.

Fengliu said: "Master, what do you want for dinner?"

Jinhan stood up, "Do whatever you want, no one is allowed to disturb me." Saying that, he has already walked out the door.

"Yes."

It is said in the martial arts that with Qijue's soul in hand, he dominates the martial arts, and once he makes a move, his corpse will fall for thousands of miles.

Qin, she couldn't be more familiar with it. During the three years in South China Sea, Qin was the only thing she faced every day.Jinhan sits beside the piano table, presses the piano with her slender fingers, plucks the strings and turns over the strings, she doesn't know why she plays it.

This song, ten thousand horses level the river, this song, the silver bottle is broken, this song is as long as a complaint.

The cold moon was silent, and the brilliant light was scattered along the row of windows, and the music of the piano had stopped.

At night, there was no sound.

Qian Yi walked in, walked to the piano case and stopped.Jinhan raised his eyes, "I haven't seen you for so long, you are still the same."

Qian Yi pulled the stool aside and sat down, "You have changed a lot."

Jinhan said: "Maybe I should be like this."

A month ago, Qian Yi only learned the news of Jinhan's entry into Beijing, and it took three years.She only got her Flying Pigeon paper, only six words: I am in the South China Sea, don't read it.

In three years, they were only separated by a few mountains, and they had never seen each other once. They practiced the Qijueqin and wanted to be ruthless in love, so she didn't bother her.

"How is your body? Is everything all right?" Qian Yi said this coldly.But really feel sorry for her.

Back then when Jin Han was discovered by the palace servants and brought to her, her heart clenched violently.Jinhan's complexion was deathly pale, with black hair sticking to one side of his face, his lips were blue-gray, and the blood from his lower body stained his cloth boots black.

She really thought she was dead.

She held her cold hand, and was speechless for a while, until someone from the palace called her, then she vacated the palace and went to find the jade-faced Hua Tuo.Yumian Hua Tuo took Jinhan's pulse and said that she had a miscarriage, that she was injured like this, and that she had been soaked in cold water for too long, so she might not wake up.

Qian didn't believe it, and begged him to prescribe medicine.Day day prepared the medicine and fed it to Jinhan, and stayed by the bedside every day, watching her breath getting weaker and weaker, for seven days, she only opened her eyes on the eighth day, and mumbled "water".

Qian Yi's tears flowed down in an instant.

What kind of injury did she suffer that made her unwilling to wake up?It was because of how much she hated her that she took a deep breath and refused to die.

On that day, Qian Yi had to go out of the palace, and when she came back, she disappeared.At that time, she was just able to walk.

In the past month, Jinhan only asked about martial arts affairs several times when he flew pigeons.Not to mention her body, she has traveled thousands of miles, from Wulin to Shengjing to see her.

I thought that with her soul in hand, I could enjoy the world happily, but now that I came here today, hearing the sound of her piano, I felt even more fond of her.

Jinhan smiled. "All right."

Qian Yi didn't say a word, Jin Han said: "It's just in time for you to come, let's have dinner together, what do you like to eat? I'll ask the dining hall to do it." Thinking about it, it's the first time I've known Qian Yi for so many years to eat with her.

Qian Yi's tone was light, "I'm free."

After this meal, the two sat on the roof to enjoy the evening breeze.Jin Han hooked Qian Yi's shoulder and asked, "Where is Yin Wuhuan? Has he ever looked for you again?"

The reason why the master gave her the Seven Perfect Songs was because she made a promise that day, and because she resembled her.In this world, there is no one who treats her sincerely like Qian Yi.She won't thank her, but if she is Mu Jinhan for a day, no one will want to hurt her at all.

Qian Yi said: "I've searched, several times, and asked me if I was the one who counted him back then?"

Jinhan asked, "What did you say?"

"I didn't admit it, and I didn't deny it."

Jinhan laughed dryly, "I know you are still like this."

Looking at the dark sky, Jin Han said, "Qian Yi, you are not me, you can choose, you can be happy."

For a long time, nothing.

The wind blew the dresses of the two of them, like two mansa pearls blooming in the night, cold and enchanting.

The hair of the two was fluttering in the night wind, Jinhan smiled, turned his head and said to Qian Yi: "Go, I will take you to a good place."

Qian Yi and Jinhan vacated all the way, first went to Qionglou, took someone with them, and went straight to Hongxiulou.

Jinhan and Qianyi entered through the back door, and Qianyi didn't notice anything, when he walked in, the smell of powder came over his face, Qianyi stopped in his footsteps, and looked into Jinhan's eyes, which were frozen three feet.

Jinhan naturally felt it.Picking up his lips and smiling, "Oh, it's rare to come to Shengjing for a while, and I haven't visited a kiln before. It's been a waste of ten years!"

Qian Yi's complexion didn't improve, but she followed Jin Han and didn't go out.

Qian Yi dodged people all the way, and there were always gorgeous women rubbing past her.In the martial arts world, anyone who sees her red dress will hide, but here, she will hide.

"Yo, isn't this Mr. Li? You miss me so much."

"Master, come on, I'm having a drink."

"Drink mine."

"No rush, I'll drink it all, drink it all."

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The sound of soliciting customers on the first floor and begging for wine is mixed in the ears. Some customers ignore others and touch their hands back and forth, how chaotic and chaotic.

Qiu Laiyin walking beside Jinhan.Obviously, I don't come to this place of fireworks often, and my ears are red.

Jinhan pretended he didn't see it, and said to Qian Yi: "Help me watch him, let him practice his eyes."

Qian Yi glanced at Jin Han lightly, and agreed.

Jinhan went upstairs from the unmanned wooden ladder. She has been to this famous brothel in Shengjing several times, let alone the most famous Hongxiulou.Knowing where the old bustard's house is, you don't need to meet unnecessary people, and go straight to the old bustard's place.

As soon as I reached the turning of the stairs, I saw the shadows of a man and a woman reflected on the door, and the woman cried out sadly: "You said you would redeem me, why don't you count them now?"

Although the shout was loud, it was definitely not as loud as the din downstairs, so cautiously listened to the footsteps, and looked at the shadow on the door, one could see that the woman's face was serious, she shouted so heartbroken, and her voice was still so Soft, she sees You pity!

The man stepped forward to cover her mouth, "Keep your voice down, don't let others hear you."

The woman's voice didn't decrease but increased, "So what if others heard it? I'm the top card in Hongxiulou, but I'm a showman rather than a person. I think you have talent, so I commit myself to you, not because of your money! Well now, you're getting married, come and tell me you can't redeem me. You beast!"

The man who was coaxing her just now suddenly changed his face, "Dare to scold me?" He didn't slap him, but his hand was grabbed. He raised his head in panic, but saw a face as charming as spring breeze, eyes It shines brightly.

Jinhan's fingers grasping his wrist lightly exerted force, and there was a click, and the man howled.

Jinhan frowned, dragged him to sit on the wooden bench, twisted his hands hard, and the man knelt down on the ground.Jinhan turned his face away, and smiled at the woman, "How can this kind of person be a beast? Isn't this insulting the beast?"

Jinhan picked up a grape, rolled it between his fingers, and asked the person kneeling beside him, "Is it?"

The man must have been stunned by the pain, thinking that at times like this, he should say I dare not again, his head was faster than his mouth, shaking like a rattle.

Jinhan let go of his hand, grabbed his other arm, and turned around casually, the man turned over completely, and the grapes in Jinhan's other hand had already dropped, hitting the back of the man's neck.No matter how much the man wanted to howl, he couldn't howl. He stretched his neck and fainted.

The woman standing on the side was stunned, and asked Jinhan tremblingly: "You... who are you?"

Jin Han bent his eyes and smiled, "My hands are itchy, so don't thank me too much." As he spoke, he stood up, Jin Han advanced, the woman retreated, Jin Han smiled, and the woman trembled.

There was no way to retreat, and the woman asked tremblingly, "What do you want to do? What?"

Jinhan leaned in front of the woman, so close that he couldn't get close, his long eyes narrowed into a smile, "I'll grab your business."