Prime Minister take care

Chapter 332 Chun Chun Gentleman
The capital of gods, Su Mansion.

Nana and Nana, Su Mei is wearing a palace dress and walking in the aisle.

This is the immortal dress specially bought for her by Huan Jue, the fourth son of the Marquis of Liang. It is made of silk cloth brought in from the Chu region by merchants in the divine capital city. It is worth a lot of money, a dress worth ten thousand gold.

The silk cloth is woven by the shark girl. It is originally produced in the deep sea and is unknown in the world.Since the three kingdoms of Shu, Chu and Wu conquered the Hai people and captured a few sharks, the silk cloth flowed into the territory of the Zhou Dynasty.

But even so, silk cloth is still a rare commodity that is hard to find.Clothes made from it are light, translucent, soft and silky, and the ladies of the gods flock to it.

The stunning beauty of Su Mei, wearing this immortal skirt, makes her look even more otherworldly, like a goddess.

This million-dollar skirt is secondary. What really matters is the person who buys the skirt.

Huan Jui, the fourth son of the Marquis of Liang!
Huan Jue's admiration for Su Mei was no longer a secret among the disciples of the aristocratic families in Shendu.Huan Wu's general Su Mei was betrothed to Huan Qing, but Huan Qing's desire to pursue her did not change. Instead, he became even more eager.

Huan Jui was handsome and well-known in the world as a handsome young man. His infatuated look broke the hearts of countless women in harem.

As a prominent figure in the capital, Su Mei is about to marry Huan Qing, the second son of the Marquis of Liang Mansion, and has attracted much attention.Not only people outside, but also those in the Su Mansion who were already married to the Huan family, were somewhat interested in trying to please Su Mei when they saw her.

After all, everyone knows that among the Huan family, Huan Qing and Huan Jue are both likely to become the heir apparent.So the weight of Su Mei is something that anyone can clearly carry.

Despite this, Su Mei always had fear in her heart.

The source of this fear came from the person in the house in front, Su Zhe, the patriarch of the Su family.

The door slowly opened, revealing a man sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.The house was empty, there was no one else.This separate courtyard is where Su Zhe lives. Except for his old servant, no one usually comes here.

Su Mei stepped on her feet and walked into the house with a sigh of relief, not daring to make too much noise.

Even when Su Mei was in the demon body, she only had the cultivation level of the second tail. It can be said that her strength is not high.Su Mei had never been able to see through the cultivation level of the old man in front of her. When facing him, she felt as oppressive as a mountain falling.

Su Mei waited for a long time. Su Zhe's tense body relaxed. The robe he was wearing shook and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Uncle, what you asked me to do has been done."

Su Mei bowed slightly and reported.

Su Zhe was not unaware of Su Mei's little actions since entering the divine capital, but the reason why he could endure it was because of Su Mei's value.

When Su Mei was still a demon, she lurked in Liangzhou and was an information dealer and black market vendor.For her, all this was familiar, especially when she was surrounded by the children of the aristocratic families in Shendu, the information she could collect was more and more valuable than before.

Several groups of people have recently migrated to the capital of the gods. They were personally escorted by Huan Wu's personal guard general He Che to the farm on the outskirts of Luoyang City.Not long ago, Huan Wu ordered the young man to choose a mansion near the palace for renovation.

Very few people knew the former news, and the latter news was only circulated among the court officials.The two messages alone are not a big deal, but when viewed together, they are worth pondering.

The divisions of the divine capital are very particular, and the areas that are close to the imperial palace are undoubtedly occupied by the ministers.Huan Wu had just dismissed Shangshu Ling and Tai Tu. The latter was just a false position, and the power depended on whether the emperor trusted him or not, but the former was an important position that controlled the center of the imperial court.

Huan Wu wanted to promote a new Shangshu Ling, or even transfer an official from outside the capital to become a Shangshu Ling. This was not a big deal, nor was it a secret.

But while the officials were being transferred, so many of their clansmen were also relocated, which was a bit unusual.

The power of the aristocratic family is deeply rooted in the local area, even if someone from one of them enters Beijing as an official, they will not make such a big move.

Su Zhe looked at Su Mei, his eyes were very calm.He was curious about the identity of the new Shangshu Ling, and even more curious about Huan Wu's plan at this time. "The group of people who migrated to the outskirts of Shendu came from Bingzhou. No one knows their origins. It seems that even the Liang soldiers who escorted them don't know. The only thing that is certain is that the main family of this group of migrants is named Yang. !”

"what!"

Su Zhe suddenly remembered the familiar black-robed figure he had seen in Huanwu's waterside pavilion that day. His breath suddenly came out, like thunder, but it stopped silently.

Su Mei's skirt on the floor moved a few inches. She had never seen Su Zhe look like this before. The pressure at that moment almost made her breathless.

Su Zhe's change only lasted for a short moment, and he soon returned to his original state.

"You go down!"

"Yes!"

Su Mei was very curious about what Su Zhe had thought of, but she also knew that the answer was not something she could know.

Su Mei's figure quickly disappeared, and the room became silent again.Su Zhe stood up and walked around the room.

"Yes, yes, it should be him. But why does he come to this divine capital? What does Huan Wu want him to do?"

Su Zhe suddenly stopped and seemed to understand something.

"Oops, young master!"

Changfu.

Chang Yu, who was dismissed as Taifu, was not very disappointed. Although Huanwu was impartial to the Su and Chang families and valued them, everyone could see that Huanwu was still more affectionate to him. Yu Su Zhe, a true and honest gentleman.

Chang Yu never cared about this.He and Huan Wu are both of the same type of person, but Su Zhe is of another type.

But the strange thing is that neither he nor Huan Wu like to make friends with their own kind, but people like Su Zhe.

Perhaps it was because having someone like Su Zhe by his side made Chang Yu feel somewhat at ease.However, the friendship between them had disappeared completely many years ago.

There was a soft mattress on the corridor outside the courtyard, Chang Yu leaned on it, and hot wine was boiling in the heater next to it.

The moon was very clear. Chang Yu raised his cup to the moon and was about to drink.A dark shadow fell in the courtyard beside him and whispered a few words in Chang Yu's ear.

Chang Yu held up the cup, and his movements seemed to have stopped.When he calmed down, the black shadow had long since disappeared.

Chang Yu thought for a long time and suddenly drank all the wine in the glass with a smile on his face and patted his thigh.

"What a great Huan Wu!"

The world only knows that the Huan and Yang families have a nine-generation feud. Even if people know the identities of those who moved to the outskirts of the divine capital, I am afraid that no one will associate them with the direct lineage of the Yang family in Sichuan.

"Decades have passed in the blink of an eye. You have been demoted to a place outside the Great Wall. After life and death, are you still unwilling to accept it? Yang Jian!"

Chang Yu sighed leisurely, poured himself another glass of wine, and drank a glass of hot wine facing the bright moon.

(End of this chapter)