Chapter 97: dead fish

The sudden appearance of Princess Changyi interrupted their awkward chat.

"Zuo...Qing, are you here? Come up quickly."

Zuo Daoqi clasped his fists to Xinyue, "The princess has summoned, Miss Xinyue, let's talk back."

Xinyue covered her mouth and smiled.

There are only Princess Changyi and that little maid named Cai'er in the attic.

It was the tool man who copied books for the princess every day.

The princess is already ready, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone have been placed neatly, she looked at Zuo Dodge with burning eyes, "I have always been a scholar among the sisters, so I have to show them my skills, Zuo Qing, you are me Man, this palace regards you very highly."

Zuo Daoqi nodded slightly, "The minister knows that when he left the palace with the princess to Ling County a while ago, when he passed by a post station, he saw the princess wrote a poem, and the minister thought it was good."

But my heart is full of complaints about Princess Changyi. This little princess is called Zuo Qing when she has something to do, and the little **** when she is not. Let her be called Dad later!

Princess Changyi's eyes lit up, "Oh? I forgot about it, so Zuo Qing quickly wrote it down for me."

Left Dodge a few steps forward,

"Beside the broken bridge outside the station, loneliness is open to no one.

It is already dusk to worry alone, and it is more windy and rainy.

Unintentionally struggling for spring, one term of Qunfang jealous.

Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same. "

After Zuo Daoqi finished reciting, he immediately turned his head to look at Princess Changyi, and clasped his hands together, "Princess is a great talent, my minister admires her so much, I couldn't help but write it down, please forgive me, princess."

Princess Changyi smiled, and stepped forward to pat Zuo Dodge on the shoulder rather boldly, "Zuo Qing is very good, tell me what you want in the future, I appreciate your talent."

Zuo Daoqi put on a look of fear and sincerity on his face, "The princess has offended the ministers, and the ministers are willing to do things for the princess."

"Very good, do you want to come tonight?" Princess Changyi asked again, although she was asking, she obviously didn't want Zuo Daoqi to come.

Zuo Dodge understands this feeling very well, just like he doesn't like plagiarizing in front of the original author.

"The minister has important matters tonight, so he can't be with the princess anymore."

The little princess nodded in satisfaction, "It's okay, Zuo Qing will take care of you first if you have something to do, by the way, my palace has already drawn up an order for Wang Lu's departure from Beijing to the Northland, please fill in the time later and let him go quickly .”

Zuo Daoqi was overjoyed, this little princess is really interesting.

Seeing that the princess was already transcribing the poem, Zuo Dodge stood aside and waited for her to finish writing. After correcting it, he left the attic.

Xinyue was sitting downstairs drinking tea, she seemed to be waiting for Zuo Dodge.

Zuo Dodge looked around, there was no one else, "Miss Xinyue is waiting for me?"

Xinyue nodded calmly, "I'm waiting for you, Annan Bo, when are you going to do it?"

Zuo Dodge shook his head slightly, "I already know the grievances between Miss Xinyue and Annanbo, but Miss Xinyue thinks it's okay to kill Annanbo so easily?"

"Do you have any idea?"

"Annanbo's eldest son was killed by you, and he has a second son. I heard that his second son is resolute and eager to become a courtier. I wonder if Miss Xinyue knows about the establishment of the Zaoyi Department?" Zuo Daoqi Talk eloquently.

Xinyue frowned, she didn't realize that the establishment of Zaoyi Office had anything to do with Zuo Daoqi's killing of Annanbo.

"In a few days, Wang Lu, the **** who executed Shen Guang at the Meridian Gate a few days ago, is about to leave Beijing. If he encounters the second son of Uncle Annan on the road and says that His Majesty will issue an imperial edict..."

Zuo Dodge said here, not much to say.

Xinyue's eyes suddenly widened, and she dodged her gaze towards Zuo Dodge, this man is too insidious!

For a moment, she didn't know whether her cooperation with Zuo Dodge was correct.

But she has mastered the secret of Zuo Daoqi's fake eunuch, so he must not dare to do anything.

A black line flashed between Zuo Daoqi's eyebrows, "Miss Xinyue is full of praise. When it comes to insidiousness, the princess is better."

"Miss Xinyue, I don't know how far you have prepared for my request last time?"

The Dragon Gate Ceremony is coming soon, Zuo Daoqi must prepare enough foundation-building objects, and strive to build a foundation and achieve Taoism in one fell swoop after the Dragon Gate.

An Xinyue avoided looking at him, "What if I don't want to give it to you? Don't forget, you are a fake eunuch!"

Zuo Daoqi narrowed his eyes, revealing a ray of murderous aura, this witch wants to go back on her word?

"Miss Xinyue wants to play with fire?"

An Xinyue turned her head, "So what about playing with fire, you want too much."

Zuo Dodge sighed, "Miss Xinyue, I don't want to turn against you, why are you forcing me?"

"Tianxian Pavilion has an affair with the Wuyou Sect, and you have been in close contact with the Pope Wuyou. This is Dajin, and the Wuyou Sect has been listed as a cult by the court. Your hostage status cannot save you."

Zuo Dodge had a plain face, looking at An Xinyue's delicate face.

"Miss Xinyue doesn't have to threaten me with that. At worst, I'll just slash the root of my troubles with a knife. How about we die?"

An Xinyue took a few breaths violently, looking at Zuo Dodge as if breathing fire.

"I really want to cooperate with Miss Xinyue. According to what I said before, I just ask for a part of the salary in advance."

Zuo Dodge met her gaze and did not back down at all.

After a long time, An Xinyue lowered her gaze, "Okay."

She had already prepared for this, and took out a kit from her bosom, which seemed to be sewn with unknown animal skins, and threw it to Zuo Dodge.

Zuo Dodge took the kit pouch, and while the mana was running, a smile appeared on his face, "I can send Miss Xinyue a message."

An Xinyue was upset at being manipulated by him, "What news?"

"Miss Xinyue and the tiger seeking skin~www.mtlnovel.com~ have long been used by the Wuyou Sect. They have hidden something amazing in the Tianxian Pavilion."

After Zuo Dodge finished speaking, he left without waiting for An Xinyue's response.

The harvest is enough, the wool gathered from An Xinyue today, no accident, should be enough for foundation building.

After he left, An Xinyue's eyes changed, and a coldness flashed in Danfeng's slender eyes.

But then sighed dejectedly.

This is the palace, Zuo Dodge is too insidious.

The last time he was outside the palace, he was obedient to her, and he was polite when negotiating conditions. If he talked to him like this outside the palace last time, she would let him know what a monster race is.

But when he was in the palace, he threatened himself while showing off his talents.

An Xinyue had to admit that Zuo Dodge was really a talent.

Perhaps, she needs to put Zuo Dodge on an equal footing for cooperation in the future.

But in any case, Annan Bozuo Dodge must find a way to solve it, which is the basis of everything.

Zuo Dodge naturally didn't care what An Xinyue thought.

Sending Wang Lu out of Beijing was his idea a few days ago. Princess Changyi trusts him now, so his idea can determine the affairs of Zaoyi to a certain extent.

The second son of An Nanbo should be working at the Yushitai. When he was out of the palace a few days ago, I heard that he would occasionally go to some restaurants to have banquets with people.

During the meeting, there will be a lot of nonsense about the fact that there is no snow in the Northland this year.

As long as he arranges a "smart" **** beside Wang Lu to support Wang Lu, and with Wang Lu's temper, he "unintentionally" kills An Nanbo's second son, there should be nothing wrong with it.

Zuo Dodge recalled his plan and felt calm.

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