‘Climb up to the high branch…..Tsk, good luck.’

When the old manager muttered, the beautiful woman who had gone to the bridge was lowered her head and looked at her beautiful eyes. Yu Guang looked at the surrounding pond pavilion. She had long heard that Geng Mansion was the largest luxury courtyard in the city, not even smaller than the royal mansion. As she came in, she finally confirmed that Geng Qing, who had met several times, was really worthy of Zhu Wen's heart.

At first, she thought Geng Qing was just a teenager and was just an aide by King Liang. She was a brother to King Liang, but Zhu Wen was just a means of winning over others. After several encounters, she never had a good face to the dark-faced man. Even when she heard that Zhang Suhe had had sex with him in the bed, she looked down on her heart. As King Liang's daughter-in-law, she actually climbed onto the bed of an aide.

Things in the world are impermanent.

After crossing the bridge and coming to the opposite side of the pond, Liu finally realized the feeling that these four words really contain.

The young man on the chair quietly walked to a position that was hard to reach by ordinary people.

"Master, I brought you an acquaintance." Jiuyu wanted to give Geng Qing face in front of others. When they got along, they often called Geng Qing, which made them look close.

Hearing the sound, Geng Qing opened his eyes, and the woman with her eyes down in front of him was squinted, her slender fingers were nervously stirring the corner of her clothes, and then she consciously knelt to the ground.

"I am Zhang, and I will pay homage to King Yong."

"Get up, Brother Jing and I have acquaintance. Today he is in prison, and I don't want to make things difficult for you. You can get some money and leave later."

The woman knelt on the ground and didn't move. Tears fell down her beautiful face, and a choked voice said: "I am helpless, so I'll ask King Yong to take it in and let me do anything."

"Um."

The dazzling sunshine was a bit pissing. Geng Qing knew more about this woman's past. He originally didn't like it, but it was a pity to throw it out. Moreover... This kind of personality is sometimes very easy to use in certain occasions. He has taken over more than 20 women, but one is missing?

After pondering for a moment, he got up and helped the woman up. The moment he contacted her, Liu leaned into Geng Qing's arms. Geng Qing looked at Jiuyu, who was tilting her face across from the other side, and patted the woman's back.

"In this way, you stay and don't have to work like a servant. You will also give you some monthly money every month, and your food and clothing expenses are all expenses."

"Then tonight... I'm taking a shower and changing my clothes..."

"This is not necessary. I still have a lot of things to do in the past few days." Geng Qing pulled her away and patted her on the shoulder, "Go and ask the manager to set up a room for you in the side compartment and stay there for the time being."

Liu blinked charmingly, gave a gift with a delicate short body, and took a lotus step and turned around in two or three steps. His eyes were filled with spring colors, which made people feel moved.

"So enchanting." Geng Qing twitched twice.

"It's right to take it away, throw it outside and it's cheaper for others."

Geng Qing looked at Jiuyu, and looked straight in his face, with a serious tone: "I am not Cao Zhe, I just simply admire beautiful things." After saying this, Xinting walked to the bridge and watched the woman jumping lightly to chase the butterfly as she walked, and she didn't seem to care about her husband's imprisonment and her home was broken.

Perhaps, in this era, many people have become accustomed to it, but this "habit" is a terrible word for Geng Qing. Once a person gets used to it, he will become numb, and then he will have no concept of family and country, and no bottom line.

"Have Censor Zhao been here?"

When he walked to the atrium, Geng Qing suddenly spoke and came out of the palace. He didn't hear anything from him. He thought he was scared. While he was talking, the old manager of the mansion had come from the front yard and said that the next door, Censor Zhao asked him to pass through the mansion.

Nowadays, Zhao Hongjun, who inspected the censor, did not even have the qualifications to pass the palace.

"Old Zhao, I guess this is the case." Li Cunxiao shook his head and smiled. He, Geng Qing, and Zhao Hongjun all came from Feihu County and worked together in the county government. He could completely abandon his identity in terms of friendship.

"Come and take a look. This old fat man is afraid he will run away."

Geng Qing knew Zhao Hongjun and Geng Qing knew more about him. The three of them chatted all the way and left Geng's mansion. After a few steps, they arrived next door. Sure enough, Zhao's mansion was also busy. All kinds of belongings were carried by strong servants onto the car, and the fragments of fine and softness were collected into the bag.

Zhao Hongjun stood in the shade with his handkerchief and kept wiping the sweat on his fat face. He told the servants who carried the furniture and the porcelain bottle to "be careful!" "Slow down." "If you break it, you will be deducted ten years of monthly money."

Hearing the manager say "King Yong is here." He quickly turned around, and a flattering smile appeared on his fat face. He quickly came up to greet him and was about to bow down, but was held up by Geng Qingxu.

"What else do you and I have seen? I have packed up so early and prepared to run away?"

"Will you invite King Yong to come over when you run away?" Zhao Hongjun saw the scene in the palace. Geng Qing asked him to go to the northern Khitan. If he objected, he would be caught if he ran to the ends of the world. It would be better to be more aware of it and instead end up falling into it.

Geng Qing smiled at what the fat censor said and was silent for a moment: "When you arrive at the Khitan, do you know what to do?"

"Just fool them, when did I disappoint you like this?"

"Well, then, I will cooperate with you."

"King Yong, this is what you said. You must cooperate well. Khitan barbarians are not easy to mess with. If you don't deal with Zhao's life, you will lose your life." Zhao Hongjun felt a little scared when he thought of the northern environment. But when he saw the servant who was carrying a piece of flower porcelain in front of him, he jumped anxiously. He looked frightened just now and immediately pointed at the other party and shouted: "You, you...what I said just now, hug him and hug him firmly, and he fell me to death!"

Geng Qing looked at him like this and was a little worried, but now he didn't care. When he got there, it was really dangerous. This person ran faster than anyone else.

Still the kind that ignores the face at all.

"I don't know how many years you have been here, I will take care of you at home..."

As soon as Geng Qing opened his mouth, Zhao Hongjun, who was commanding the servant in front, quickly turned around and waved his hands: "King Yong, don't say such words as 'Your wife, I will raise you." Zhao was afraid. I will take care of my family and take them to the north together, so I won't bother King Yong."

Ha ha.

Except for Geng Qing, Jiuyu and Li Cunxiao were both amused. Geng Qing had a black face. Well, he couldn't tell if he was black. Anyway, he was so sank his face and turned his head away uncomfortablely.

'I said, it's not Cao's thief, they all treat me as Cao's thief.'

Amid the laughter, the two of them walked around the mansion casually, chatting about the journey to the Khitan. The habits there were, and Zhao Hongjun wrote them down one by one, especially the characters Geng Qing knew, such as Yue Liduo and Yelu Abaoji, so he asked him to sort them out along the other side, first get close to the people below, and get up one by one.

After saying this, we talked about the trivial matters of the family. In the afternoon, the things in the Zhao family were almost packed with carts, leaving only some simple furniture for Zhao Jing and his son. After all, they still had to continue living in Luoyang.

"The road to Khitan is long, and now is a good time to rush, so Zhao will take the lead!"

"I send you."

Geng Qing was supposed to see him off in person when he was planning for his plan. He left Luoyang and looked at the long convoy winding official road and went away in the sunset. The man named Zhao Jing smiled: "Actually, these things are suitable for him."

"Run faster than anyone else." Geng Qing also smiled.

After seeing off Zhao Hongjun, Geng Qing and Zhao Jing returned to Luoyang together. They returned to the mansion almost evening. The mansion manager whispered something. His face darkened. He went back to the bedroom and placed a letter there.

It was delivered more than ten days ago. Because Zhu Wen's funeral and Zhu Yougui ascended the throne, the inn suppressed the unimportant letters and only redistributed them recently.

Geng Qing sat quietly at the table for a while, but picked up the letter and opened it. It was sent from Chang'an. Everything was fine at home, but something happened in the northwest.

——Dangxiang people cause rebellion.
Chapter completed!