It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

They made an appointment with Yang Xiankang to meet at the gate of the palace. They went to the Beijun Mansion and happened to see the scene of Lan Zheng Yue attracting bees and butterflies. Although it was a bit scary, it was not scary overall.

The back hall of the Beijun Mansion was renovated by Mao Hongbin. The road was paved with bluestones and led straight through. There were no flowers and plants on both sides. The simple white wall and gray tiles of the large north room still had light shining in at noon. The room is also very simple. In addition to the large bookshelf that reaches the beams, there is also a huge long desk, which is also filled with many official documents and books.

Fortunately it's not a mess.

Yang Xianrong found a place to sit down and asked Mr. Wu, who was following him, to dig out all the previous files on the case and give them to her.

Zhang Liangxue had already prepared hot tea and brought it over, and wiped the tea bowl very carefully.

With a thought in his mind, Yang Xianrong whispered a few words to Lu Zhu and asked her to go out first. Yang Xiankang and Cuixi whispered something, but Huizhu was a little idle. She stood at the door and stared at whether any butterflies would fly in, and slowly fell asleep.

The room was extremely quiet, and Yang Xiankang and Cui Xi gradually stopped talking. Yang Xianrong just looked at the file very carefully.

When Mao Hongbin walked in, there was a lot of commotion, because Qin Chaoge also ran over and asked Mao Hongbin: "Sir, everyone in the Li family has been let go. Where is the adulterer? Do you want to let him go too?"

"Let him go. There is no evidence." Mao Hongbin sighed, "Detain the Lan family first. This person cannot be released. There will be no place to go back to if he is released. She is so beautiful, but she is a poisonous woman. It's really incredible."

"Master Mao, have you asked her maid or family to know where the plum blossoms between her eyebrows come from? Why do they have to cover her head and face?" Yang Xianrong looked up at him, "But you can't make a conclusion about her like this. of."

"Ah?" Mao Hongbin was stunned for a moment, "But what did you find?"

"Master Mao, am I the one to ask you this?" Yang Xianrong put down all the files in his hand, "Forget it, that's it."

"Ah? What's going on?" Mao Hongbin was even more confused.

"You should tidy up the Beijun Mansion first. Why did you bring butterflies with you when you came over? They all flew in." Yang Xiankang was no longer satisfied. He waved his sleeves a few times and caught the butterfly in his hand. , and pressed it down with Mao Hongbin's pen holder.

"Let Qin Chaoge take care of it." Seeing that only Yang Xianrong was sitting, and the others, including Yang Xiankang, were standing aside, he did not dare to sit down, so he just stood aside with his hands down. Master Wu hunched over, glanced at the pile of brushes that had been poured out, and shook his head slightly.

The brushes were of good quality, but they were scattered randomly, and some of the ink was still wet and stained onto the paper underneath. Master Wu even wanted to help clean up, but he didn't dare to move the place.

Yang Xianrong patted the file and said, "Forget it, I'm leaving. I'm worried."

"Ah?" Mao Hongbin shouted for the third time, "This case is not settled yet."

"Yeah, we can't end it now. I always have to eat something first, right?"

"The girl still has a fever today. She only drank a bowl of gruel in the morning." Cui Xi's voice was very low, but it could be heard by Mao Hongbin.

"Oh oh oh, let's go to Mingyue Tower. My eldest brother is making porridge over there." Mao Hongbin said immediately, "Today is the Spring Equinox, I always want to get some porridge on credit. Princess Pingyang is here too... Do you want to go?"

This is really not a good day.

Yang Xianrong didn't want to see other people the most, but when he was drinking porridge here, he always felt like butterflies would fly in, and he felt even more irritable.

"Go." He drank porridge by himself. The people around him also needed to eat. At least judging from their appearance, they might not have all slept well last night. "Then go through the back door of Beijun Mansion. I opened a door specifically for access to Mingyue Tower, so you don't have to go outside." Mao Hongbin still had great ideas on this matter.

This indeed saves a lot of trouble for the sheep. If someone sees it while walking on the street, I don't know what gossip will be said.

After leaving the back of Beijun Mansion, he went directly into the utility room of Mingyue Building, climbed up from the attic of the utility room, and opened the door to find the private room with the best location, where he could have an overall view of the whole situation.

"Hehehe, when my eldest brother was building the Mingyue Tower, he didn't know that one day I would work in the Beijun Mansion. As an official, I can't just come here to eat here every day. So, my eldest brother helped me build this passage. , it’s pretty good.” Mao Hongbin was quite proud, “Don’t worry, Princess Pingyang is eating next door, if we keep our voices down, she won’t be able to hear us.”

"Who said I can't hear you?" Princess Pingyang's voice immediately rang out, causing Yang Xianrong, who had just sat down, to stand up.

A landscape painting on the right wall was suddenly pushed away. Mao Hongmao stood behind with a smile. He pushed it hard again. It turned out that the entire wall was just a cardboard folding hanging painting, which could be pushed away. The two private rooms can be opened into one large room. Or should I say this, this was originally a large room, but it was divided into two small rooms by this cardboard folding hanging painting.

"A gift to the eldest royal sister."

"This slave has met Princess Pingyang."

"I send my regards to Princess Pingyang."

There were many people, and the voices of greetings came and went.

Princess Pingyang actually enjoyed it very much. She sat there and watched everyone salute before saying kindly: "This is all outside, why bother to salute? It's okay."

This is the end of the ceremony...Yang Xianrong couldn't help but make some dark remarks in his heart.

"Rong'er, come over here and sit down." Princess Pingyang showed an extremely loving look. Yang Xianrong didn't dare to disobey, so she immediately walked over with her skirt in hand, and said politely: "Thank you, sir." Princess."

"Hey, you've worked hard too. Did the emperor sleep at your place yesterday?" Her eyes were really annoying as she was looking for gossip and looking for a good show.

"Yesterday I had a fever and took medicine and went to bed early. Later I heard they said that the emperor came to visit, so I slept beside him."

"The Emperor has you in his heart, but I have never seen him behave like this to others." Princess Pingyang also reached out and touched Yang Xianrong's forehead, "I feel sweaty. Drink more hot porridge and you will be fine."

"Yeah." Even if Yang Xianrong is unhappy, he still has to be obedient and drink porridge. Princess Pingyang's table of Mingyuelou's signature dishes could only satisfy her eyes.

"Lan Zhengyue is making quite a fuss... Actually, this child looks good and has a docile temperament. How could he become a monster?" Princess Pingyang actually served a bowl of porridge to Yang Xianrong with her own hands, which moved Yang Xian Rong immediately took it with both hands.

"Do you know Lan Zhengyue?"

"Why don't you know each other? The Lan family is in the cloth business. Occasionally, they will come to the palace to send some good cloths for everyone to choose from." Princess Pingyang was very satisfied with Yang Xianrong's attitude and gave her some beans. Dry.

In short, I had porridge and dried tofu for lunch, which made me full.