Beauty as a disaster: The stunning concubine will turn the world upside down

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that honesty is the most important thing when dealing with people.Yunmengzhai is well-known in the capital, and the shopkeeper behind the scenes always has a half-hidden attitude, which attracts many men.

From the secret incident that day, it can be seen that Lu Zhaohe has a lot of hidden plots in the capital. She ran out of the palace again and again like this, maybe she would not have attracted the attention of that side in the past.It's just that after the Linquan Temple incident, Lu Zhaohe will definitely not sit still and wait for death. If he is asked to investigate deeply, it is better to show his cards first.

Anyway, Linglong Pavilion and Penglai Island can't dig so deep for the time being, because the sixteen prefectures of Youyun are far away from the capital, and there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the owner of the pavilion, Li Luo, never leaves the mountain gate for nothing.Although there are clues about Linglong Pavilion in Yunmengzhai, at the right time, Yuwen Lingxi will slightly reveal that she has a slight intersection with another identity. It is not uncommon for officials and businessmen to intersect. Lu Zhaohe will definitely think that she is just looking for a protective umbrella. .

Yuwen Lingxi thought for a long time here, only to see the bustling Chang'an Avenue on the other side, with people coming and going, and the bustling traffic was full of noise.Lu Zhaohe was sitting in an elegant seat in a teahouse listening to Qin Feng. He took a sip of the Huangshan Maofeng that he had just arrived, and the long aroma suddenly reminded him of Yuwen Lingxi in the prime minister's mansion.

The woman's unruly face was full of coldness. Although he didn't show up, he could see it clearly from the corner.Punishment of domestic slaves is nothing more than an excuse, in the end it is just thinking about the dead mother.Lu Zhaohe's heart moved, and he turned around and told the boy to go to the counter to find the shopkeeper, pack two catties of tea and take them back to the mansion.

Recently, because of the gunpowder incident, he often wakes up before dawn in the daytime, and returns at night when the moon and stars are thinning.After a round of getting along, Lu Zhaohe didn't hate Yuwen Lingxi, and occasionally felt that she was an interesting person.

It's just that this kind of fun has a time point. For example, the last time he went to Wangyueju for dinner on the fifteenth day, Yuwen Lingxi's attitude was indifferent, with a bit of alienation in his politeness, and he was a different person from the Xiangfu.Lu Zhaohe sat for a while and felt a little bored, so he came out.

He took a sip of the tea soup thoughtfully, and then looked at the sky outside.Seeing that the sun is in the middle of the day, it is almost a quarter of noon.Lu Zhaohe got up and resigned from Qin Feng, and was about to go outside.

Seeing his hurried expression, the man sitting opposite couldn't help but wonder, "Why, do you have to deal with important matters today?"

Lu Zhaohe's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "There have been too many things going on in the court recently, and the situation in the capital is dark and dark. I have to go and check it out."

Qin Feng knew that he always had a style of handling affairs, and it would be boring to sit here alone anyway, so he wanted to go out on the same bike with him.Lu Zhaohe nodded. After all, every time the two get together, the carriage of the county prince's mansion is really luxurious, and people always look sideways when driving on the road, so they often park the car at the street corner and take the Qin family's carriage to enter.

After Qin Feng sent him to the destination, he opened the curtain casually to take a look, he was surprised and said: "Could it be that you have changed your sex, why are you also visiting the flower building now?"

Lu Zhaohe raised his eyes and looked at his friend, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Today I have an appointment with someone here, it is really a fate."

"You are very courageous." Qin Feng patted him on the shoulder, and said with a teasing smile: "If someone recognizes you, and then goes to the little princess in your mansion to mix a copy, there must be some trouble when you go back. .”

Lu Zhaohe couldn't help laughing, and after talking to him a few more words, he stepped in.

According to the location Yuwen Lingxi said, Lu Zhaohe was led to sit in a stand.I saw that although Fengqi Building is a flower building, it is completely different from many outside.The hall here is built from a stage, and now there is a "Wu Song Fighting the Tiger" on it.

Lu Zhaohe narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly thinking about what Yuwen Lingxi was playing.Just as he was concentrating on his thoughts, he saw the music on the stage suddenly revived. He took a sip of the tea soup that had just been brought to his lips, and saw that the actor who played Wu Song had already begun to outsmart the tiger. The script of the play continued.

Lu Zhaohe had heard this play at the Mingqin Hall in Beijing, and there was nothing outstanding about it, but the last scene was impressive.The tiger was finally killed by Wu Song, and its huge body crashed to the ground before it died, causing enthusiastic applause from the audience in the stands.

Everyone loves to see such scenes where one person does meritorious deeds, punishing rape and eradicating evil, and various theater troupes have grasped this mentality.

Lu Zhaohe was bored watching, wondering why the visitor hadn't appeared yet, and saw Shen Bi put on a plate of lotus root powder and osmanthus sugar cake with a veil on, she turned her head to the side, smiled and said: "Madam said , please the king of the county to finish watching this play, and I will personally invite you to the private room for a detailed discussion later."

He responded indifferently, seeing that Shen Bi was wearing a long off-the-shoulder dress and exuding a long fragrance, Lu Zhaohe turned his eyes a little unnaturally, and then returned his mind to the stands.

Shen Bi retreated with a smile, but after a quarter of an hour, it was the last scene on stage.As usual, in the end Wu Song beat the tiger to death with a stick and then dragged it down the mountain.

In Fengqi Building, the situation seems to have changed slightly.I saw that although the clown on the stage had already killed the tiger, he pulled out a dagger from his waist without warning.He sliced ​​open the tiger's neck thinly, then pretended to lean over to suck blood, and then slashed at the tiger again and again with the knife.The things on the table were originally made of a ball of cotton, only to see "Wu Song" finish everything before leaving a piece of corpse to carry the stick and go away.

The theater troupe stopped the music, and everyone went up to salute together, which was considered a curtain call.

Lu Zhaohe was leaning on the couch in the private seat, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, this play was indeed very interesting.

At this moment, Shen Bi's figure suddenly appeared on the stage, she bowed to all the people in the stands, and said with a soft smile: "It has been half a year since Fengqi Building opened, Madam, in order to thank you all for your kindness Come here, I specially made a few wooden swastikas and asked the little girl to choose one person to enter the private seat upstairs to clean up."

After the words fell, all the men rushed to grab the lottery bucket from the corner of the table and shook it.Lu Zhaohe looked indifferent, now needless to say he also knew that the so-called lucky one was himself.

Although he has been investigating this woman named Li Xihe recently, he always cut off the clues at critical moments.It's just that Lu Zhaohe never thought that she came to the door by herself today.

I saw him subconsciously reaching out to take a bamboo stick from the corner of the table, flipping it to the back, and there was a red mark on it.Lu Zhaohe frowned slightly, only to hear that Shen Bi had already smiled in the direction of his private seat, "My lord, please."