Jingzhai was silent for a moment and smiled, "If Mr.
Bo says it's right, it's right.
If Mr.
Bo says it's wrong, it's wrong."
Bo Xiang looked at the person in front of him thoughtfully and frowned slightly, "You're overacting."
"Really?"
Jingzhai said, "It's not Zhenghe Boxiang's intention."
Bo Xiang's expression was no longer calm, but became more ferocious, "Don't forget, if it weren't for me, you would be dead now.
I could take your life in the past, and I can take your life in the future."
After Bo Xiang finished speaking, he looked back and left with his hands behind his back.
On the maple trees in the courtyard, a few dead leaves were left, swaying precariously in the cold wind.
Jingzhai looked at Bo Xiang's back, his eyes passing over the fallen leaves on the ground, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.
After a while, Concubine Xian stepped forward and said, "Eunuch Jing, can I come in?"
"Your Majesty, please."
Jingzhai took a step back and said, "The Queen Mother is waiting for you inside."
As if she knew something, Concubine Xian turned around and looked in the direction where Bo Xiang disappeared.
She hesitated for a moment and said, "Is Prime Minister Bo still the same as before, embarrassing Eunuch Jing?"
"Thank you very much, Concubine Xian, for your love."
Jingzhai's expression did not change, "My appearance has not made things difficult for our family."
Concubine Xian silently looked at Jing Zhai's unfathomable eyes, feeling a little confused.
She remembered that when she saw these eyes a few years ago, they were full of fear and panic.
The person at that time looked embarrassed, like a pitiful creature.
However, in just a few years, this person has become so calm.
People who are attracted by thin looks are really powerful. only.
There seems to be a rift between Prime Minister Bo and Eunuch Jing.
After a slight movement came from the palace, Concubine Xian gathered her thoughts and walked towards the palace.
After Concubine Xian walked into the palace, Jingzhai stood firm, with a strange look in his slender eyes.
He stood outside the hall for a while, then raised his feet and walked in another direction.
Soon, a young eunuch caught up with him.
"Father-in-law, Miss Liu sent someone to tell you that the freshest person has been delivered to your house."
"Oh, it's new."
Jingzhai twitched his lips, "She understands me."
The little eunuch smiled.
"Miss Liu has always understood you."
Jingsai paused.
The voice was a little faint.
"Tell her there's no need to send her any more mundane things."
After Jingzhai finished speaking, he left the little eunuch's sight.
This time.
The little eunuch is a little unpredictable.
Ever since he came back from the lantern festival, Eunuch Jing has been a little different from before.
In Eunuch Jing's eyes, all the beauties in the past seemed to have become vulgar.
The dancers from the Western Regions changed one after another, and no one with any skin color could attract Eunuch Jing’s attention.
Obviously, every one of them is so pretty and charming, and their postures are even more charming.
Even someone like him is very excited.
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Why does Eunuch Jing think it is tacky?
The little eunuch sighed and then followed.
Outside the palace, the family room of Yan.
Yan Jin was holding the somewhat incomplete drawing handed over by Shen Cangcang and frowned slightly, "What is this?"
Judging from the drawings, although this place is very deserted and somewhat far away from the capital, it is a place with good Feng Shui.
The winding river surrounds it.
The river is like the Milky Way, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.
The low mountain on the left produces gold mines, while the one on the right seems to produce beautiful jade.
If someone is buried here in the future, it will be holding gold in his left hand. , holding jade in his right hand and stepping on the Milky Way.
This is simply the treatment of a true dragon emperor.
Yan Jin was very surprised.
If she guessed correctly, this place should be part of the Qinling Mountains.
Belongs to dragon vein.
Shen Cangcang curled his lips, "Song Qian asked me to give it to Shen Yanshan, but I forgot about it, so I brought it to you to see."
Yan Jin: "" Shen Cangcang's words reminded Yan Jin of the time when Shen Yanshan went to the suburbs alone some time ago.
If Shen Cangcang hadn't mentioned it today, she would have thought that Shen Yanshan was going to the suburbs of Beijing.
However, when Shen Yanshan rushed back on the day she was born, the mud on her boots did not look like the mud in the suburbs of Beijing.
She could not imagine where there would be red soil near the capital.
Could it be that the last time Shen Yanshan left Beijing, he went to Qinling Mountains?
Yan Jin thought, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
Seeing that Yan Jin was silent, Shen Cangcang said again, "Susu, can you tell where this place is and whether it's fun or not?"
"It's fun."
Yan Jin smiled helplessly, "Where can I go and have fun in a place like this?
It's far away from the capital.
Besides, look here."
Yan Jin pointed to the short mountain on the left and explained to Shen Cangcang, "Gold mines are produced here, but the amount is not large every year.
It is said that the terrain is relatively steep, so" "Okay."
Shen Cangcang was confused when he heard this, and quickly waved his hand, interrupting Yan Jin's words, "I can't even understand what you said."
Shen Cangcang didn't have the patience to listen to Yan Jin's explanation.
She had no interest in Feng Shui metaphysics at all.
On the contrary, Yan Jin studied these with gusto.
Even the placement of flowers and trees in the house would be discussed with Xiang Fu in private.
Shen Cangcang felt that she was very tired just looking at him.
She sighed and lowered her voice and said to Yan Jin, "Susu, my uncle is sick."
"Dong Guo Gong is ill," Yan Jin said, "Has the important official gone to see him?"
Shen Cangcang nodded, "I've seen it.
The big man said that uncle has an old disease and it's recurred.
Although he said it's not a problem, I feel very uneasy."
She was uneasy, so when Song Qian handed her something, she didn't immediately run to Shen Yanshan, but ran to Yan Jin.
She still remembers the big husband's expression at that time.
The great man's words were somewhat stammering, "Dong Guo is fine, you can go back and rest."
In the past, Dafu would definitely make fun of her, but this time when he said these words, his tone was wrong, and his expression was a bit solemn.
Shen Cangcang naturally noticed the weird things here.
She lowered her eyes and asked, "Will something happen to uncle?"
Yan Jin heard the words, but didn't know how to speak.
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Duke Dingguo had the same old illness as in his previous life.
Duke Dingguo in his previous life did not survive the next severe winter after all.
Moreover, one month after Duke Dingguo passed away, Emperor Ding of the Yuan Dynasty would also vomit blood because he was busy with government affairs and stayed up late to review memorials.
Everything seems to be back to the way it used to be.
There are some things that Yan Jin knows she can change, but there are some things that she can't change.
There was nothing she could do about birth, old age, illness and death.
Yan Jin was silent for a long time without speaking.
Shen Cangcang looked at Yan Jin, smiled again, and comforted himself, "Susu, I'm just joking, my uncle will be fine."
As soon as Shen Cangcang finished speaking, Xiangfu's voice sounded outside the house.
Xiangfu seemed a little anxious, "Miss, it's not good, it's not good.
Just now someone from the Lu family sent word that Uncle Wen An was driving to the west of Hexi." s: I’m tired of working overtime today, so I’ll just update it for now, and I’ll make it up tomorrow.
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It will end this month, and I hope I can get a better ranking
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