"Young Master, don't get me wrong. My young master is the most polite and has always been a good person..."

After leaving Xuanning Hall, Qingzhu saw Jia Cong's face faintly solemn and confused, and said in a low voice.

This said frightened Jia Cong and said hurriedly: "Sister Qingzhu, where do you start with this? I didn't think much about it..."

Qingzhu seemed to be very close to her. She looked at Jia Cong seriously and whispered: "My son, Li Hu, Zhao Hao and others are friends. Every time they come back to Beijing, they will fight and cause trouble. They will come to ask for help from my son, because only my son can help them get favors in front of the emperor.

But they and my young master are really just ordinary friends...

The young master is afraid he should know that although the Empress Dowager promised my young master a lifetime of good luck, but...

The future gay friends can only be married into the family.

Therefore, the Empress Dowager did not use ordinary etiquette to support my son, for fear of being bullied in the future.

But my son once said privately, which good man in this world would be willing to marry into a marriage?

If a man who only wants to be greedy for wealth and power or has ulterior motives, how can he catch her eyes?

The friends of my young master are all young heroes of extraordinary origins and heroes at the time. Naturally, they cannot marry into a marriage, and they all understand this truth. Therefore, when getting along with my young master, although they are sincerely friends, they always deliberately keep a distance.

Just like the young master just now...

My son is actually very lonely.”

When Jia Cong heard this, he suddenly realized that it was like this.

Li Hu, Zhao Hao and others are all serious princes of the Duke's Mansion. They have been trained strictly since childhood and trained in the Jiubian Army. They will be indispensable for the Duke of the future for a lifetime.

Of course, I didn't dare to get too close to Mr. Furong. If the empress dowager accused him of marrying, who would "marry" into the Ye family, wouldn't he be depressed to death...

But……

Jia Cong said in confusion: "How come your young master is lonely? Isn't there any furong? So many ladies in the boudoir..."

If you are not stubborn with boys, can’t you be with girls?

Qingzhu smiled bitterly and said, "My young master and those young masters in the boudoir are all two ways to live.

They all stayed up all the way to the front door without leaving the door. They read "Female Rings" and "Biographies of the Fierce Women" since childhood, and became a female celebrity in needlework.

But my master was determined not to marry the queen, so the Empress Dowager took my son as a man to raise him.

I also hope that she will take on the burden of revitalizing the Ye family in the future.

My young master always studied in Jingyang Palace with the princes and grandchildren, and learned the Four Books and Five Classics, the great politics of the world, and the sufferings of the people.

I even learned riding and archery.

My experiences are different, and there is nothing to say to those young men in the boudoir...

Over the past year, I have only met several times during the Qionglin banquet."

This is true. Without a common language, we naturally cannot talk...

It was strange that in Ziyun Tower that day, a group of girls were chattering, but this young master Furong only smiled and said nothing.

So that's it, just...

"Sister Qingzhu, what do you mean to tell me about these things..."

Jia Cong asked in confusion.

Qingzhu smiled and said, "Li Hu, Zhao Hao and the others have their own concerns because they are about the same age as my son. Moreover, they are too self-indulgent, as if my son could fall in love with their reckless men, and they couldn't even write poems...

But you are young, and you don’t even need to avoid taboos. Why do you need to be alienated from my son?

If there are any poems, it is better to communicate with letters often.

My young master treats you very well!

It is rare to see her willing to sneer with others…”

Jia Cong smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master Qing is just treating me for fun... But what my sister said is, if you can catch her eyes, just be proud."

Qingzhu smiled with a pursed lips and said, "This is extremely true. Moreover, my young master laughs with the young master because he likes a little prodigy like the young master, and he will never disrespect the intention of having fun."

Jia Cong said with a bitter face: "Sister Qingzhu, it's fine. Can you stop adding a little girl? I think I'm not young anymore..."

"Gee!"

Qingzhu smiled happily and said, "You are not small yet? Although you are not short, your childishness has not yet subsided... Little Langjun!"

Jia Cong touched his forehead speechlessly and changed the topic: "Sister Qingzhu, I wonder where Xue Pan is now?"

Qingzhu gave Jia Cong a white look and said briskly: "Of course I was taken to the prison of the Fushi Department, but the Fushi Han Tao must be waiting outside now and wait for my young master to speak.

In the past, there were bastards who accidentally offended my son. My son has always been kind-hearted and couldn't bear to get into the palace and implicate other people's family. He only taught the bastard a lesson so that he could have a long memory and a long mind.

However, Han Tao always wants to come and invite my young master. Sometimes the other party does too much, and my young master will not be merciful.

If it weren't for the sake of the young master this time, my young master wouldn't have let this bastard do it!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Cong nodded silently, took a few steps, and said, "Sister Qingzhu, the kindness of the Qing prince, Cong will remember it in his heart. If you have any needs in the future, as long as you have a letter, Cong will do his best."

Qingzhu wrinkled her nose, cute and cute, and said angrily: "At a young age, you can't even use a few slaves to help you take good care of yourself first!"

Jia Cong smiled bitterly again, but said, "Sister Qingzhu, don't underestimate others. I haven't made any effort yet today. Look, I'll let him know why the flowers are so red!"

Seeing Jia Cong clenching his fists and making him fierce, Qingzhu not only didn't think it was powerful, but instead felt it was more pleasing to the eye. She just regretted that she did not have such a good-looking brother...

Qingzhu lowered her smile and said seriously: "Young Master, Han Tao, the polite commander, is a character, and this person is cruel and ruthless.

However, it may also suffer misfortune.

He has two children, but his daughter is fine, but he can't speak, but his son is a fool, stupid and can't understand things.

Therefore, Han Tao also made up his mind to hire a son-in-law to marry into a marriage in the future, to inherit the family business and to take care of his son.

But he has been in charge of the imperial prison over the years and has offended too many people.

It was fine when he was there, but once he was in the position, he would probably suffer.

He also knew about this, so he tried every means to send his daughter to Furong Garden to meet my son.

The girl Han Rou was a very good young man. She was gentle and kind. The young man liked her very much, so she accepted her.

Since then, Han Tao has regarded himself as a disciple of the Ye family. Although he dare not speak out, he is loyal to the young master.

What order does the young master give? Just tell him what he wants.

but……"

Qingzhu changed his voice and said seriously: "Your slutty relative dares to abuse the young master in the street. Even if he doesn't know it, he will be unable to forgive his crimes.

The young master must not let him go so easily.

Otherwise, my son would be unhappy..."

Jia Cong laughed silently and said, "Don't worry, Sister Qingzhu, although I have copied many Buddhist scriptures, I am not a Buddhist layman. I cannot do good deeds that can influence evil people with good intentions..."

When Qingzhu heard this, she pursed her lips and said, "Young Master admires you. Even if you have such a temperament, you will be rewarded for your kindness and revenge for your grudges! Otherwise, how can you repay your kindness with kindness?"

Jia Cong was seriously educated, but Qingzhu laughed and said, "Bah! The more you become familiar, the less you are, the better you are. You dare to joke with me!"

While talking and laughing, the two walked to the front hall of the Yimen Gate.

On the front room, a man wearing a wingless three-mountain hat and a black swan dress had a gloomy face and a gloomy eyes, but he sat there respectfully.

Even though there was a nanny who served tea, she didn't move at all.

When he saw Jia Cong and Qingzhu enter, he quickly got up to greet him.

He made a full gesture of a loyal dog under his sect.

Seeing this, Jia Cong sighed in his heart...

They are all parents in the world, but the difference is like clouds.

"Mr. Han, my son already knows about this, but my son still wants to go to the palace to meet the queen mother. He has no time to deal with the bastard, so he handed over the matter to this young master Jia.

Mr. Jia is a friend of my son. I think Mr. Han should have heard the song "Gived to Apricot Flower Girl"?"

Green bamboo is neither humble nor arrogant, and introduces the truth.

Jia Cong bowed slightly and greeted him: "Mr. Han."

Han Tao quickly avoided it, looked surprised, and said enthusiastically: "If life was just like the Qing minister who had first met, I would be in person!"

"Puff!"

Jia Cong and Han Tao looked at Qingzhu strangely together, wondering why she was laughing.

Qingzhu's pretty face flushed and explained, "I didn't expect Lord Han to read poetry, and... When I heard Lord Han's words, I suddenly thought of a poem:

There is a beautiful woman in the north, and she smiles like a beautiful woman, and she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she

Jia Cong was black, but Han Tao laughed and praised loudly when he heard this: "The Qing minister is good-looking and deserves such praise!"

Jia Cong coughed dryly and changed the topic: "I heard from Sister Qingzhu that Lord Han is very loyal to the Qing prince. I just want to ask first, can it be kept secret?"

Speaking of the serious matter, Han Tao immediately lost his smile and said in a deep voice: "But the young master's order, Han Tao will never refuse to die! If a word is revealed, Han will cut off the head of this master and apologize!"

When Jia Cong heard this, he nodded, but said nothing directly. He turned to look at Qingzhu and smiled and said, "Sister Qingzhu, what's the matter with Lord Han? It's not an important matter, I'm just afraid that my sister will be tainted."
To be continued...