Jun Jiuling

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But instead of hearing the girl being reprimanded, Miss Jun's laughter came.

Even laughing, the concierge shook his head. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the silence in front of the door was restored. He also heaved a sigh of relief, with a bit of sadness.

No one wants to do this, so I can only blame Jin Yiwei for being too vicious.

You can't risk your life just to see a doctor.

"Are they stupid?"

Walking on the street, Liu Er said again.

Miss Jun took a bunch of candied haws from a street vendor and handed them to Liu er.

"It's not like that, and there's no other way." She said with a smile.

Liu'er happily took it, but someone hurried past and bumped into her, almost dropping the candied haws.

"Hi," she called, looking at the people walking by.

It was a girl in a flowered blouse with a basket on her shoulders, walking with her head down, and turned her head when she heard the sound, as if she didn't realize that she had bumped into someone.

"You hit me." Liu'er shouted with staring eyes.

The girl looked at her and said oh, turned her head and walked forward quickly.

I didn't expect that there was not even an apology. People in Beijing are so rude.

"Is that Miss?" Liu'er looked at Miss Jun.

Miss Jun didn't speak, but looked at the girl's back with a dazed expression.

"Looks like it," she said.

like? like what? Liu'er looked over again in puzzlement, the girl was no longer visible in the crowd.

Miss Jun was still looking at the street in a daze, her brows were still raised, and her eyes were a little sad.

What's wrong?

Liu Er was a little uneasy.

"Miss." She shook Miss Jun's arm, "Do you know someone?"

Miss Jun shook her head.

It's not someone you know, it's the eyes you know.

The girl's eyes were determined to die, just like when she entered the palace to assassinate the emperor.

Seeing that she was only sixteen or seventeen years old, she was a few years younger than herself at that time.

Although the dress is simple, but the face is delicate and delicate, it must have been raised by a wealthy family.

Did a girl of this age and such a family also encounter difficulties that she couldn't overcome and could only die?

"Let's go and see," she said.

"Is there something wrong?" Liu'er asked nervously while holding the candied haws.

"Go and have a look, I don't know yet, I hope it's okay." Miss Jun said, stroking Liu'er's head, "Eat."

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People on the street ran around, because a guard of honor came over, dispersed the crowd, and walked towards an alley.

This is where officials gather. There are three houses in this alley, but only one official lives here now.

That is Huang Cheng, a scholar of the cabinet. Since Mr. Huang suffered from a leg problem two years ago, the emperor moved out the other two families who lived here in order to allow him to rest, and the three houses belonged to the Huang family.

Naturally, Mrs. Huang Xiao would not disappoint Shengen, and occupied a house by himself. There were many beauties in it, and it was said that it was extremely luxuriously furnished.

But compared to Lu Qianhu who also has a beautiful woman, Lord Huang Xiao is more generous. He believes that being alone is worse than being together, so he will invite friends to the house.

Those who are lucky enough to come here and enjoy it are all compliments.

Lord Huang Xiao is going to prepare a feast today, because he is very happy today, the emperor has accepted his opinion, and the impeachment memorial of Zhijianyuan can be presented tomorrow, and not only Zhijianyuan, he also prepared several The person who came from the north to sue the imperial court.

It is conceivable that there will be a feast in the hall tomorrow.

So after leaving the palace, Master Huang invited many people to play, including Lu Yunqi.

"Is it convenient for Mr. Lu to come?" The entourage asked in a low voice, "I have already greeted him. When Mr. He and the others retort tomorrow, let him list the crimes of those people's privacy. Mr. Lu has already Agreed, let him come at this time, will someone accuse us of collusion?"

Master Huang smiled.

"How could it be? How could someone like Mr. Lu be colluded with others." He said, "We invited him this time, and he happened to be looking at us to see if we colluded in private to frame Zhongliang, so we can report back to the emperor. .”

The entourage suddenly responded yes.

"No wonder Mr. Lu agreed." He said, "He rarely attends banquets."

Master Huang smiled and nodded.

"Master Lu is not stupid," he said.

While joking, his own house was already in front of him, and there was a shout behind him.

"Master Huang."

Master Huang stopped his horse and looked over.

Jian is Mr. Tang from Zhijianyuan who I met before.

"It's fast enough." Master Huang got off his horse and whispered to him, "It seems that you can't wait for my beauty."

Master Tang's black face turned red.

"No." He waved his hands hurriedly and said, "I'm here to tell Mrs. Huang that I won't be coming tonight."

"What are you afraid of? If you don't come, you should say that you and I colluded." Master Huang smiled, and then looked at the people around him, "Who can live in this world without being talked about? Don’t live a sentence? Don’t have a day? Don’t do things?”

Everyone around him laughed and said yes.

"Master Huang is right."

"Mediocrity is not envied."

"What should be done, you can't just stop doing it just because others say it. If you are in your position and don't plan for it, wouldn't it be a vegetarian meal in your position?"

Everyone said one after another.

Master Tang stopped.

"There are other things." He said, "Thank you for your hospitality, but it will not be too late to get together again after tomorrow's success."

Master Huang smiled and nodded.

"Master Tang works hard, hurry up and go." He said.

They talked and laughed as they walked, people on the street avoided one after another, and they had already reached the entrance of the alley.

Perhaps it was because the crowd was avoiding the crowd and chaos, and some people rushed over in a panic.

A guard immediately scolded, and at the same time hit him with the killing stick in his hand.

The female voice cried out in pain and fell to the ground. At the same time, a basket fell, and the burritos in it were scattered.

It's a woman, everyone looked over.

I saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, dressed in coarse cloth, lying on the ground and kowtowing in chaos.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life." She said tremblingly.

This attire everyone recognized as a folk girl selling baskets.

It's not enough to care about such a person, he waved his hand to signal to drive him away, but Master Huang suddenly raised his hand to stop him.

Perhaps it was the girl's trembling oriole-like voice, Master Huang couldn't help looking over it, and narrowed his eyes when he saw the girl's exquisite figure that could not be concealed by the simple clothes on the ground.