People come and go out of the palace.

Changsun Run slowly walked to the side of the palace gate. He hesitated for a moment, but Changsun Wuji's long-term power made him dare not retreat, so he could only stand on the side.

Lower your head...

It is impossible for men from the Changsun family to bow their heads.

Even the slap marks on the face are so obvious.

"Isn't this Changsun Run? Who beat him?"

"Tsk tsk! The slap marks on this face look so cruel."

At first, everyone thought he was waiting for someone here, but after a quarter of an hour, someone muttered, "It's not that waiting for someone, right? Who dares to let Changsun Run wait for so long?"

"Could it be..."

The word "disclosure" wanders around everyone's minds.

"Wu Yang Bo, Changsun Run stood outside the palace for a long time, and his face was swollen."

I'll go!

Changsun Wuji is decisive enough!

Changsun Run made the emperor shameless and proud. But Changsun Wuji was not stupid, so he let his son get a blue nose and swollen face, and then asked him to stand outside the palace to show his public.

Zhinu, your cousin offended you, I vented my anger for you.

This technique is very relative and very monarch and minister.

"It's worthy of being Changsun Wuji."

Who would like to let his son make a fool of himself?

This old ghost is indeed decisive and tolerant enough.

Mingjing is struggling.

"That jewelry is really beautiful, but I don't have enough money."

Mingjing was very entangled, holding her chin with one hand and slowly looking at the shame of the hundred cavalry.

Cheng Da looked serious, "I have a wife and children at home, and I don't have money or food."

"Men's shame!"

Mingjing looked at Jia Ping'an and said softly: "Brother Wu Yang."

She was wearing men's clothes and a gentle cry at this moment. Cheng Da trembled all over, "I'll go change my clothes."

When he walked out of the duty room, he covered his forehead, "Why... this is wrong, this is not good, I am only interested in women, yes, I only like women!"

Death, you almost exposed yourself.

Jia Ping'an raised his eyebrows, "Don't hook me up, my woman is more beautiful than you, and more fierce than you."

Mingjing looked down at his peace and said angrily: "I just spent some money. It's too late to go back to Chang'an to get it. It's only more than one hundred yuan. What's the point?"

More than one hundred is really not a big deal.

Lend her.

Hey!

Jia Ping'an thought of the pain of washing clothes every few days.

It was not convenient for Wei Wushuang to wash clothes for him in the palace. Su He was far away in Chang'an, Gaoyang... Come on, that girl is not touching the spring water.

"Ahem!"

Jia Ping'an said seriously: "You can don't have any profits."

"It's so kind of you!"

Mingjing lost her reserve in order to buy and buy.

"Sorry, I'm the only woman who says I'm so good."

At this moment, the Hundred Riders Tiger possessed me, "Things are simple, you know, men are always careless in washing clothes. This way, you can avoid you one profit, so you can wash clothes for me once, how about?"

"Doing clothes?"

Mingjing hesitated for a moment, "Can't your underwear?"

“I’ve always washed myself.”

Of course, it doesn't count at home.

The two little maids washed his whole body.

Mingjing gritted her teeth, "Don't make it dirty on purpose."

"Am I waiting for someone?"

"make a deal!"

The first Baiqi Loan was done like this.

Mingjing later got the clothes he changed two days ago and muttered, "Just borrow them once."

hehe!

People who borrow money always say this, what is washing clothes when they want to buy them next time?

Jia Ping'an was in a happy mood and went outside the palace gate.

Changsun Run stood there. At this moment, he already knew his father's intention, so his expression was calm.

Jia Ping'an!

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and he couldn't help but sneer when he thought that it was all this person's fault this time.

"Hey! Isn't this Changsun Shaoqing?"

Jia Ping'an looked surprised, "What's wrong with Changsun Shaoqing? He went to the palace to sing and dance to His Majesty yesterday, but why was he slapped in the face today?"

The people around him were laughing instinctively.

Everyone understood at this moment that Changsun Run's face was probably beaten by Changsun Wuji. And letting him show it here must be for the emperor to show it to vent his anger.

Someone muttered, "Wu Yang Bo had a conflict with him that day and said that this person was a playboy. It turns out to be true when he saw it today."

Jia Ping'an walked over and said with a sympathy: "Actually, jealousy can treat you badly, and you will be unable to sleep or eat. Whenever I write a good poem, you will suffer a lot. It would be fine if my poems are limited, but I want to write a poem and open my mouth. Why do you think you are doing this?"

Changsun Run said calmly: "I have many days to accompany you to deal with you slowly. In addition, in my eyes, you are just a clown."

"It is unknown who is the clown." Jia Ping'an said lightly: "Look at you, if you offend Your Majesty, you can only ask for help from your grandson, but what can you do to your grandson? You can only beat you up and make you stand here and make you look ugly... Who is the clown?"

yes!

Isn’t Changsun Run, who was standing outside the palace with a bruised face, and wasn’t he a clown?

Changsun Run's face turned pale. After taking a deep breath, she sneered: "I will stare at you."

"You stare at me, and besides witnessing the glory of my journey, you are the only one who is your own incompetence. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Convinced that Changsun Run's mouthful of old blood was almost coming out, Jia Ping'an said proudly: "I have made an appointment with someone to go out today, let's go together?"

...

"Your Majesty, Changsun Run has been standing outside the palace for more than half an hour. His face is still bruised."

When Wang Zhongliang heard this news, he was a little excited.

Not for Changsun Run, but for the little excitement of seeing someone better than me being unlucky.

Am I not authentic like this?

Don't care!

It's good that I feel good.

Li Zhi was stunned, "I understand."

Wu Mei also got the news.

"Changsun Wuji knows the situation."

Li Zhi seemed to be smiling yesterday, but Wu Mei knew that the anger in his heart could hardly be suppressed.

Changsun Wuji took care of Changsun Run and came to apologize. He did this decisively.

Shao Peng praised: "Zhaoyi, Changsun Gong was decisive in this matter."

"It's useless." Wu Mei said lightly: "When humiliating the emperor, do you think it's okay to apologize? The emperor is not a businessman in the market, and even a businessman has a temper."

This incident will be remembered in Li Zhi's mind, and when the time comes...

Wu Mei raised her head and smiled, "So many times... a person's life is set at a seemingly unintentional moment. So she said that you should be careful. Be careful of being alone... can make you stable for your whole life."

Shao Peng was convinced, "Zhaoyi was wise."

...
To be continued...