When Jia Cong and Youshi fell asleep in the same bed, they were on the second floor west of Jiaofangsi, which was almost the same embroidery building. The dramas of these two people were very different from those of Jia Cong and Youshi.

The descendants of the Zhu family, the old Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty, had a habit of naming them. Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Houzhao. The radicals of the names must contain one of the metal, wood, water, fire and earth. After two or three hundred years, these words were used up and they created their own characters. Xiulian is her nickname, and it is not arranged according to the genealogy for various reasons.

The descendants of the old Zhu family, who were granted kings and were excluded from the people, were no longer verified in Dashun because the Ling family overthrew the Zhu family and were strictly guarded against them. After a hundred years of Dashun, Zhu Xiulian's lineage was hidden and the war was chaotic. She didn't know which ancestor was. Anyway, the old Zhu family had a lot of descendants. Because the Ling family, which was launched in the south, hated the vassal kings who had lost the Ming Dynasty, would kill them when they encountered it. The Zhu family's ancestral tombs in Fengyang were all tiled by the Ling family, and Zhu Xiulian was just an insignificant bloodline that has survived to this day.

Since the Ling family was a Han family, the resistance before and after the founding of Dashun was not fierce, but Dashun had always been killed by the direct Zhu family.

Until the reign of Dashun II Jingcheng, there was enough killing. Emperor Wen of Taizong Ling Fengyi called himself the "way of forgiveness" and ordered the world not to kill the Zhu family members, but if there were suspicious things, they would still restrict activities. Three generations of Taizu Longwu, Taizong Jingcheng, and Shengzu Kang Jing confirmed that the Zhu family changed their names and surnames to become tutors. Since then, the men of the Zhu family have always been degenerates and women have always been prostitutes.

"Xiulian, I am a deputy family at this time. The governors all have a vacancies in the Admiral's yamen. Once I am promoted to the Governor, not only the Ministry of War, but also the Ministry of Justice is easy to talk. If you are trusted by the emperor, your branch is not very important. Then you will definitely be able to get rid of the good ones." Yu Biao was used to coming here to report his work at all times. This bloody man, who was a stern family, always bowed his head and spoke in a whisper, as if he could find some human touch here.

When the power of the Jinyiwei was handed over to the Wuxuan Department of the Ministry of War, the gangs in them had fewer mutual achievements. In this era when the military achievements of hundreds of stations were not as good as those of the beautiful articles and the scholar-official and landlord class was complacent, even if he was a martial artist, he would not be valued.

"Where is the ancestral home of sir?" Zhu Xiulian asked calmly.

Yu Biao thought there was something else, and the girl was willing to leave with him, so she was overjoyed: "Zhili Baoding, as long as I redeem you and make enough money, we can travel under the forest, wander around the world, the north, the south of the Yangtze River, or the Laizhou, Dengzhou where you lived for a long time, and don't care about anything else."

"Jingyouzi, Weizuizi, Baoding Mansion's dog legs, are so competent." Zhu Xiulian smiled, bent down and laughed out loud, and buried her head in her horse's bun.

Yu Biao was still not angry, and his hand tightened a little: "Xiulian, let's not say those words for now. I beg Prince Yu. Prince Yu will speak, and the emperor will agree to pardon..."

"What's the matter with me? You really don't know. Have I never missed you? I'm afraid of your look! I'm afraid of your embroidered spring sword! I hate your flying fish suit!" Zhu Xiulian stubbornly raised her head and shook her cherry lips, and her angrily sneered, but she kept retreating.

"I can take off my flying fish suit and put down my embroidered spring sword. Only by getting a pardon order, whether you are in the folk or the Jiaofangsi, will it be safe... Okay, Xiuyan, believe me." Yu Biao seemed unwilling to talk more.

She raised anger, turned her head and said coldly: "I don't like you!"

The sad and sad sound of silk and bamboo orchestra brushed into the window. The early months in the east were like a scoop, and the light was as bright as amber under the candlelight. This painting was embedded in the window, and Yu Biao was unmoved: "I like you, that's enough."

Zhu Xiulian opened her lips. She didn't know how to express her to this unreasonable and terrifying person. She couldn't tell whether the depression was anger or something else, so she could only fall to the edge of the bed in a daze.

This night passed like thousands of days and nights of their own lives. Their moods were different. Only the cicadas in autumn seemed a little noisy at night. This kind of creature that seemed to be "noble" in the literati and officials did not need to be used by the Jiafangsi. Yu Biao sent two strong men to climb a tree and snare to destroy this noisy thing. Zhu Xiulian whispered in this regard, "I want to play the piano, but I hate that I have no knowledge of my voice to appreciate it." Yu Biao didn't care about this.

In the morning, he went to the gate of the second entrance to meet the cards. Yu Biao, Jia Cong and Zou Huaizhong met again. Jia Cong and Zou Huaizhong still covered up and refused to take off the masked black cloth, black robe and black cloak. After handing over the cards, Jia Cong calmly said: "I think it is a coincidence to meet Yu Qianhu. Now it seems that the Lord Qianhu is prepared."

"It's also the same purpose. I will say the person you want to redeem, you should consider my words." Yu Biao answered in a low voice.

Zou Huaizhong heard the two of them talking for no reason. He had to go to the Ministry of Justice to take a seat. He left first. Jia Cong called him: "Dr. Zou, I want to trouble you when the Ministry of Justice redeems documents."

"It's not hindering, it's not hindering." Zou nodded repeatedly and went out elegantly. He was the happiest person last night.

"Mr. Qianhu has also worked hard, so I will never thank you for your kindness."

Yu Biao lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said absent-mindedly: "Does the women who teach Fangsi like sour literati?"

Jia Cong was stunned, wondering why he had this question, and replied: "Normally, this is true. Fireworks women learn skills to cater to the literati. They know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so they have a common language with literati and can communicate more."

"Then can they get what they want after they marry them as concubines?"

"This may not be necessary. Being a concubine and having a low status. Not only is the family style damaged, but there are also things that are not tolerated by a great wife." Jia Cong looked at Yu Biao's expression slightly, but he could not see that this cold-blooded person would be trapped by love.

"I won't say anything. I'll invite my young master to drink another day, so I'll have free time at night. I usually have official duties." Yu Biao knocked on Jia Cong's shoulder. Jia Cong felt that his strength was worth a thousand gold, and his hand strength seemed to be able to open a monument and crack a stone. Yu Biao was not only a martial arts scholar, but also practiced martial arts since he was a child, but also practiced punishment and raising stone locks in the Jinyiwei Yamen.

With a "hiss" grin, even though he had a good relationship with Yu Biao, Jia Cong still cursed inwardly: "This rough man! He doesn't know the importance of his actions. No wonder he is trapped by love. It would be strange if you don't scare the woman away in this style!"

Jia Cong was welcomed at Sun Fu's gate, and to the Dongsi Archway. Dongsi Archway is located in Dongcheng, with four pillars and three brackets. Although the architectural styles are different, Alexander's bracket is also in this style. Sun Fu was not stupid all night. He was very enjoyable in the restaurant opposite.

The rising light of the sun spread down the pillars of the archway. Citizens shuttled through the intersection, and there was a Lushi (Lishi) alley near the crowd. The head man Cheng Bushi brought a team of servants over.

Many citizens in Dongcheng knew the servants of Prince Zhongshun's mansion. Because Prince Zhongshun was favored, the servants under the mansion opened the establishment of a cash pass to collect taxes in Dongxiao City outside Chongwenmen in Dongcheng. Cheng Buzhi, the official of the chief official, came to inspect occasionally.

"Your Excellency, our business is not over yet. The trick of using a fox to pretend to be a tiger can't deceive me. I have never seen a person like you in Prince Yu's mansion. You can't show it to others in your true face."

Cheng Buzhi sneered, under the archway, slaves gathered around him, stride wide, and belted in his waist, holding a long whip in his hand: "Today, either crawl through my crotch! Or eat my three whips!"

Sipailou is the most conspicuous place, and there were crowds of onlookers at the moment. Sun Fu was secretly angry, Jia Cong's eyes flashed, and he said lightly: "You let the horse come over, I will continue, I won't bring reinforcements today, I'll eat your three whips."

"Good!" Cheng Buzhi was sure now. This person was not a big shot in Prince Yu's mansion at all. He just vented his hatred last night. As Jia Cong walked forward, Cheng Buzhi whipped over with three whips. The onlookers just whipped the prince's mansion. Who dared to say anything about the people in Prince Yu's mansion doing evil?
Chapter completed!