It was August, and in the warm morning light, the black shadows in the corner of the wall were crawling carefully. Suddenly, the big red cockscomb's head pecked down. The crawling mouse quickly turned around and was suddenly bitten by the pounced red shadow.

Squeak ~~

The mouse screamed shrillly, and the big red rooster looked at it in a daze. The red fox turned around and rushed to the attic with the struggling black shadow in his mouth. Then he caused Bai Yunxiang to scream, opened the door and rushed over. He felt that he was wearing less clothes, so he turned around and continued to scream...

The sharp scream attracted Qiao Niang, and then picked up the rat that had been bitten to death and threw it out. On the room on the third floor, Geng Qing rubbed his ears and opened the door. Even though he was used to hearing his sister-in-law's screams, he was still awakened.

“It’s not okay to sleep in…”

Geng Qing yawned while tidying up his clothes. Qiao Niang brought him a wooden basin and a towel. While washing, he greeted the gang members, spit out clear water, and asked the girl what Bai Yunxiang was just called.

"Oh, a mouse, the little fox bit her to death and threw it into her room." Qiao Niang was born in a poor family and was used to seeing these things, so she was naturally not afraid. She seemed to seek credit, with a pair of pointed teeth, and her cheeks were filled with dimples, and her smile was very sweet.

"Sir, is Qiao Niang very powerful? She picked it up and threw the mouse out. She didn't understand what to be afraid of."

"Uh-huh?"

Geng Qing put down the towel and stared at the girl blankly: "Have you washed your hands?"

The girl blinked blankly, shook her head hesitantly, carefully lowered her eyes and looked at her hands secretly, and put them behind her with embarrassment.

“No…no.”

Looking at the girl's aggrieved little face, Geng Qing couldn't blame her, so he touched her head and comforted her: "It's okay, don't use your hands next time, remember to use the fire clip."

On the other side, Wang Jinqiu, who had cooked breakfast, wiped his hands out of the straw shed and shouted at the two people beside the water tank. The surrounding gang members also flocked to him and squatted outside to eat and joke.

"Zhuzi, eat quickly and go out to the street to prepare gifts. That's the prince-consort's mansion, we can't lose our etiquette."

Wang Jinqiu looked at her son who was sitting on a stool holding a bowl and burying his head with a big mouthful of rice. She was very happy from the bottom of her heart. Yesterday afternoon, someone sent a gilded gift box with an exquisite sign inside. When he asked, it was sent from the Prince Consort's Mansion. The Prince Consort was Zuo Pushe, the current Shangshu Zuo Pushe, or the princess's husband. But the woman happily held the sign to send the person away, and quickly asked Mr. Geng to take out the ancestral tablet to offer it to her. When Geng Qing came back, he heard that he had worshipped for a while.

"I understand, mom."

After dinner, the woman was talking nonsense, Geng Qing changed into a decent light green robe, shoes, and hair neatly combed, then put on a scarf, tied his waist, shook his sleeves, and shook his jade pendant hanging under his waist and left the door. He really had the temperament of a scholar.

Just a little darker.

Bai Yunxiang finished her makeup and happened to go out. Seeing Geng Qing's outfit, she approached her shoulders and gently pushed her shoulders. She used the sound that only the two of them heard, and her red lips stuttered, and whispered: "Uncle, the weather is hot, I won't close the door tonight."

After leaving the yard, we got on the carriage we were riding in was still in the curtain, and we blinked charmingly before putting down the curtain and driving to the street with the frame.

"Dazhu, you and your charity sister-in-law..."

Dachun held the whip and looked at it openly, leaned slightly towards the curtain of the car. Before he could ask, Geng Qing scolded him: "Drive away quickly, ask what to ask, do you want me to ask when will Aunt Zhang hold the child?"

Well.....

With one sentence, Dachun choked and curled his lips, shook the reins, whipped the whip, and drove the carriage to the other end of the long street. Halfway through, Dachun suddenly remembered that he didn't know where the prince-consort's mansion was. It was impossible for the huge Chang'an to go over to one family.

"All officials of the court should be living together, and the prince consort is also one of the official positions. They should be nearby. When you go and ask the person who opens a store, you should know."

When I arrived in Chang'an, I dated Zhang Huaiyi, Li Yu and others for a few days. I knew some common sense about this. In the annoying cicadas, Dachun drove out of Yong'anfang according to Geng Qing's words, and went north to the west market. He saw a shop opening the door to do business from afar.

"Go and ask the shopkeeper."

Geng Qing asked Dachun to stop the frame next to him. He came down to look at the other party, raised his sleeve and bowed his hand and said first: "The shopkeeper is disturbing me."

After the shopkeeper handed over the gift, he asked where the house of the officials was in the city, how to get through Princess Guangde's son-in-law's mansion, etc.

"Over there? Simple, I passed Xicheng from here, passed Buzhengfang, and went north along the foot of the imperial city..."

"Where is the Prince's Mansion?"

"No, there are many people there, the young master goes there to ask."

“……”

Geng Qing bowed to him speechlessly, thanked him again, got on the carriage, and asked Dachun to go to the Buzhengfang as the shopkeeper said, and waited to walk at the foot of the imperial city, and then passed a street intersection north. The long street became spacious and tidy, with few passing people coming and going, and occasionally a few people passed by, and there were brocade robes and jade pendants. The mansions on both sides stood squarely, with high walls and courtyards, painted red in front of the door, and lanterns hanging high. Just looking at the surroundings, the people living here must be powerful.

Seeing the few people there, Geng Qing politely got out of the carriage, called the three people and asked the direction of the prince-consort's mansion. The three people did not look down on the dog's eyes. Seeing that Geng Qingli was very careful, he was not embarrassed, and smiled and pointed to a mansion in the distance.

"Did you see it? That mansion is, let's go over here by yourself."

“Hard work.”

After thanking him, Geng Qing saw that he was only a few dozen feet away and stopped getting on the carriage. He walked straight to the door of the mansion and knocked on the door. The old man in the gatehouse carefully opened a gap, revealing half of his face, and asked what happened.

"Brother-in-law, I'm Geng Qing, this is a waist card, please inform me."

The concierge took the waist sign and checked the authenticity. He probably knew a few words and asked for a reply. He looked at the contents and asked for a name. He opened the door and asked Geng Qing to wait at the concierge. He went in and informed him.

Soon, the old man who came back with the old man in the mansion was also an old man. Seeing Geng Qing under the eaves of the doorman, he smiled and greeted him and led the young man to the front yard.

"Your Highness said that a young man named Geng will come soon. I don't believe it yet, but I didn't expect it. My husband will come today."

"Then I'll leave? Come and visit again next day?"

The manager was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Geng Qing laughing, he also smiled. He didn't expect that there was such a funny thing among scholars. On the other hand, Geng Qing joked that the manager in the son-in-law's mansion did not have the arrogant attitude of "the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door", so he became more and more interested in getting closer, so he could make some talk in the future.

When he arrived at the middle hall where the guests were met in the front yard, a maid came to serve tea. Geng Qing sat there while drinking tea and chatting with the manager who accompanied him.

"Mr. I've actually come early. Recently, the prince-in-law is a little busy. She has just returned from the morning court and locked her up in the study to handle things. She will have to go to the Secretariat in the future."

The old manager who could get the badge of His Highness and come into the mansion was closer to his words. At this age, he could see Zuo Pushe. He was afraid that he would become an official in the future, so how could he offend him?

"What happened outside Chang'an recently?" Geng Qing had been busy dealing with Liu Da, and later hang out with Zhang Huaiyi and others, but he didn't pay attention to what was happening outside.

well.

The manager sighed and pointed outside the door. In fact, he signaled that outside Chang'an City, "It's not the thieves who are making trouble. Recently, the Zhaoyi army in the north of Luoyang was in chaos and the Jiedushi died. Now the thief is approaching Luoyang again. I'm afraid it won't be long before the attack. The prince consort is worried about these things recently."

The Jiedushi died?

Geng Qing frowned. The thief approached Luoyang and happened to encounter the chaos of Zhao Yi's army. How could such a coincidence be done?

Just as he was thinking, the manager who was beside him didn't listen to the nagging words afterwards. After a moment, he saw the manager suddenly get up. He turned his eyes and saw a man over forty years old coming out of the side door of the central hall. His hair and beard were traced with white marks, his clothes were simple, and his every move was elegant and more majestic.

Geng Qing quickly put down the teacup, stood up and bowed to show his salute. The man who came over was Yu Cong, who smiled kindly and raised his hand to greet Geng Qing to sit down.

"Langjun Geng doesn't have to be too polite, sit down and talk."

The manager went to ask the maid to have another cup of tea, and then stepped out. On the left chair, Yu Cong blew the tea fragrance lingering around the cup, "I heard that Your Highness has talked about the husband, it is really satisfying. Then Liu Da deserves to be killed."

There was no hidden warning in his words like Princess Guangde, but instead he had a chivalrous spirit. As he said this, Yu Cong was also looking at the young man below.

He has a slender figure and a little darker appearance, but he is also handsome. His eyes are bright and cunning, which is what he likes.

On the other side, Geng Qing sat down and raised his hand and replied: "What the prince-consort said is that Liu Da bullies men and women and runs rampant in the market. Such a person is not to be cherished. If he meets such a person, he will still kill him. It is considered to eliminate the disasters for the people of Chang'an and maintain peace."

"You can talk."

The prince-in-law laughed and laughed one after another, and immediately coughed several times, his face flushed red.
Chapter completed!