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Chapter 53 Crossing the Dangerous Building

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    Birds were chirping on the branches, and there was a deck chair under the shade of the tree. There was a person leaning back on the chair, covering his face with a book, and he was sleeping soundly in the afternoon.

    Rong Bao had something to return to, but he was not allowed to get close, so he could only find a shady place at the foot of the rockery to rub his hands and take a look.  The garden was cool despite the towering old trees, but with things on my shoulders, I really couldn't calm down.  While waiting, he thought about it, the eunuch with the palm seal is really not an easy person to deal with, he is a tyrannical person, and the Lord of Hell is also afraid of him.  Just talking about his master's instructions to fill in money at the dock, several days passed without any movement.  I thought that Xiao Duo was just trying to make things right, but I never thought that today I would send someone to the Yuanwai Lang stationed at the Ministry of Works to interrogate him, asking him to spread out the account books and check the accounts, and then generously give the extra 200,000 taels of silver to him.  On to the countertop.

    Isn¡¯t this meant to slap someone in the face?  Shipbuilding is just like the salt business. There is no year without reporting a deficit. How did this money come from now? How could a sensible person like him not know the reason?  After all, they had encountered a tough opponent, and their master had hit a wall this time.

    While I was wandering in my mind, there was a sound, and I received a heavy blow on my back, which hurt like a burning fire.  I asked if I was annoyed. I was definitely annoyed, but I couldn't hold my neck in disbelief. Instead, I smiled with a smile on my face. I turned around and tapped the ground on my knees, "Greetings to the Second Master."

    Second Master Lanting is still the same. He works all the way up the mountain and down the river. His eyebrows are black and his eyes are black all day long, and there is not a clean spot on his body.  He was small, and the weapon he wielded was not short. He was afraid of piercing his hand and peeling off the bark of the tree, leaving the whole branch shiny green.  Looking at him, he said in a coquettish voice but with the tone of a young adult, "You're such a killer, what are you poking around here to see? If you don't beg for mercy, I'll give you a shot!"

    "Yo yo yo!" Rong Bao clasped his hands together to catch the whistling branches, crouched down and said with a shy smile, "The second master is Zhao Zilong from Changbanpo. The Yajiao gun makes the wind blow, and the servant has no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy.  share.¡±

    Wang here, turn out a slightly larger child behind the tree, but the seven -year -old scene is old and capable, and it is different from the second grandfather.  He called his brother to stop making trouble, then turned to Rong Bao and asked, "Do you have something to report to your father?"

    Rong Bao replied repeatedly that this uncle was the prince's first son. Although he was a concubine, he held a very important position in front of the prince.  A child who has not yet grown up, sometimes listens to the maintenance of the machine. This little person has his own opinions, and he knows that he will definitely excel in the future.  Rong Bao usually liked to fawn over him and acted like a dog or a horse without any regrets. Just when he was about to chat, he heard a cough over there and the prince woke up.

    He hurriedly rushed over, saluted, and after he had understood everything, he lowered his hands and waited for instructions.  Yu Wenliang had a bad look on his face, and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know how to show appreciation, but I have to face each other with swords to be happy!"

    But the matter is not easy to handle. If you really want to lose face, Xiao Duo's secret is certainly a good handle, and he can also grasp the crime of plotting. In the end, both sides will lose, but the emperor will benefit.  So to suppress him, I'm afraid equal exchange is not enough.  Even if he is a fake eunuch, he has no worries and no worries, and he is forced to leave the stall. If he joins his book, his family will have a great business, and he will suffer a lot of losses.

    He leaned on the back of the chair and tapped the tiger-head armrest with his fingers, "What else did you find? After working for several days, Xiao Duo is just a Tai Chi figure, and there should be some gaps."

    Rong Bao chuckled and said, "To tell you what my master said, Xiao Duo is indeed perfect, there is not even a place to insert a needle. But there is an unexpected gain, it is about Princess Duan."

    He turned to look at him and said, "Finish the sentence in one breath."

    Rong Baodao said yes, and replied respectfully: "Concubine Duan is from the late emperor's harem. How she received the posthumous title and how she came to Jiangnan, Qian Shucao has told you. But today, the spies are coming back and forth, and the emperor visited the garden two days ago.  , I made a painting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. The painting was of a beautiful woman chasing a veil, and I asked the people on the left and right if they looked like Princess Duan No wonder the Princess was taken to Eunuch Xiao's house ten days after entering the imperial mausoleum.  Servant, judging by this description, the concubine must have some kind of entanglement with the current emperor." He said with a smile, "The master in the Forbidden City, Long Qianshi, is a well-known amorous prince, so he might be able to find an uncle to take over.  Sister-in-law and sister-in-law are here for uncle's drama. Master, look, we can't open an opening here with Xiao Duo, are we going to try hard on the concubine?"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he was picked up by the uncle next to him. The child was standing taller than his father. He glanced at him and said, "Are you trying to make friends with others? In terms of friendship, who is the concubine with?"  More intimate? Xiao Duo, who has known each other day and night, or the father who has never met before? "

    This sentence is to the point. No matter how much thought is spent or how much money is spent on the exchange of favors, it cannot be compared with Xiao Duo.  Yu Wenliang saw that his son was also interested in praising him when he opened his mouth, so he said, "Then what do you think my father should do next?"

    The uncle looked at his father with burning eyes, bit his lip and said, "Father, I don't know the Thirty-six Stratagems."; Yinlou glanced at her sideways, "You even know this?"

    "After working in the palace for so many years, I am no longer a veteran. If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Zangzhen whether I am right or not." She licked her lips and smacked her tongue to show off, then suddenly slapped her neck with a slap.  Looking at the light outside, there was a big pool of blood on the palm of his hand, "Hey, there are so many mosquitoes! You have burned a bunch of moxa in your house, and all the midges have been smoked out. It's dark here, so go back and rest early!"  "

    She said nothing, put down the spoon and beat her chest, "It's a bit congested."

    Tong Yun helped her go downstairs to her room, looked at her face carefully, and slapped her with a cattail leaf fan, while asking, "Isn't she feeling good? Xiao Zhangyin hasn't come back yet, should I ask the doctor to take a look?"

    She said it was okay, took off half of her arms and leaned her head on the bamboo pillow, "It's probably because the weather is too hot and she's suffering from heatstroke. She'll be fine after just staring for a while."

    Tongyun looked over and over again, but she just leaned back and closed her eyes. Guessing that nothing big happened, she said, "Then rest, I'm sleeping outside. If anything happens, just call me."

    She hummed and murmured in her sleep: "I'm so sleepy that I can't even lift my eyelids Stop being so nagging and get down!"

    Tongyun responded, and the sound of the door mortar turning was heard as her kicking footsteps got further away.  I reluctantly opened my eyes to see that the lights in the room were turned off, and the moonlight outside the window shone through the gauze in front of the bed, a faint layer of light, like the severe frost in late autumn.

    Lying there in a daze, something seemed not quite right, and I felt a little unbearable for no reason, I just couldn¡¯t put my finger on it.  When I was lying down and moving, I didn't know why, but my consciousness was in a trance.  My internal organs were suddenly on fire, my stomach was full of pain, and the pain was indescribable.  She was scared and tried to move her body, but her limbs felt like they were being weighed down by a heavy weight and she couldn't help herself.  She couldn't move, but her mind was clear. She wanted to call Tong Yun, but no sound came out when she opened her mouth.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? is covered in cold sweat all over her body, and her intestines are twisted in one place, just like the intestinal syndrome she had suffered in childhood, but the oncoming force is a hundred times more dangerous.

    Maybe it¡¯s not possible. She gasped for air, but she was so short of breath that she could hardly continue.  If this continues, no one will know if he dies in the house.  There was a tea cup on the low table outside the tent. She tried her best to reach it, but she just managed to spread her fingers as wide as possible, but it was all in vain.  A mist suddenly rose in front of her eyes, and all the furnishings were distorted. She was sucked into a bottomless abyss, falling continuously, getting further and further away from the light. It turned out that this was the feeling of dying.

    It¡¯s a pity that I haven¡¯t said goodbye to Xiao Duo yet. It seems that it¡¯s too late and there will never be another chance.  Her hand finally fell down and moved the gauze curtain of the bed. The overwhelming white rushed towards her, covering her silently.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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