King Zhenbei has a favorite

Gu Ting's progress was not going well, and the atmosphere on Meng Zhen's side became tense.

Quickly bypassing a short alley, stepped on a big tree with lush branches, and landed on a remote wall in a blind spot, Meng Zhen grabbed his brother's clothes, and his voice was a little nervous: "Are they... are they still behind?"

Meng Ce helped his younger brother put on the hood: "Xiao Zhen is not afraid, my brother is here."

No matter how gentle the voice he spoke to his younger brother, how indifferent his eyes were when he looked at the distance behind. The big hand was wrapped around his waist, and he tapped his toes and continued to move forward: "Hold tight!"

Meng Zhen hugged his brother's neck tightly, unable to open his eyes due to the whistling wind. He didn't dare to say that his brother should slow down, but carefully said: "Brother, be careful..."

Meng Ce settled down even more lightly, and pressed his brother's forehead: "Afraid?"

"I'm not afraid," Meng Zhen shook his head and rubbed his brother's face, "Brother is here!"

No matter what he encounters, whether it is danger or difficulty, as long as his brother is there, he will never be afraid!

I don't know how far I ran all the way, for a long, long time, there was no movement behind, Meng Zhen cautiously looked with his head: "It seems...was thrown away?"

Meng Ce nodded: "Yes."

Meng Zhen cheered immediately: "Then we can get down to business! Let's go and find someone!"

Meng Ce put his younger brother down and dragged him to the restaurant: "No, let's eat first."

"what?"

"Aren't you hungry?"

Meng Zhen rubbed his belly, tossing and tossing all morning, he must be hungry, but so far he has not done anything serious, just entangled with that group of uninvited people, always such a waste of time, people always What should I do if I can't find it?

The younger brother was very entangled, but the older brother remained unmoved: "The sky is big and the earth is big, eating is the biggest."

Meng Zhen couldn't beat his elder brother, and he couldn't resist the temptation when it came to eating. The two of them took it for granted and ate a full meal.

I planned to go to work after dinner, working hard until dark, but as soon as the rice bowl was put down, and before I had time to drink a cup of tea to digest the food, the group of lingering ghosts came again...

Meng Zhen puffed up her face and snorted unhappily, and Meng Ce over there had already skillfully opened her hand: "Come here."

The younger brother threw himself into his elder brother's arms, tightly bound his hands and feet, found a comfortable position, and patted his shoulders with his little hands: "Okay, brother, hurry up!"

Meng Ce immediately tiptoed to the ground and flew among the trees on top of the wall.

It's been like this since yesterday. There are at least five consecutive waves of assassins in a day, plus supper in the morning, noon and evening, just to keep you from stopping. If you want to say how profound and brilliant their skills are, it's not true. It doesn't matter if you can't kill you, sooner or later, you will be exhausted.

With Meng Ce's skills, it's not that he can't handle it, but he can't get around it back and forth, like flies, annoying.

Gu Ting didn't know about this at first, until the two of them came back at night, and he heard Meng Zhen's mouth groaning.

He didn't even have time to put the cat down, so he ran to Meng Zhen's room with his arms in his arms: "What's wrong?"

Meng Zhen took off half of his clothes, half of his shoulders were exposed, and he looked over with moist and red eyes: "It's okay... I just helped my brother block the hidden weapon, I don't feel any pain!"

Gu Ting squinted his eyes immediately, and then looked at the bruise on the back of his little friend's shoulder. It didn't look big, but it was red and purple, and it was very scary. He knew how much force he had endured: "What's going on?"

He was a little anxious and angry, who would dare to hurt Meng Zhen!

Meng Zhen bit her lip, her eyes dodged a little: "It's just... just a little thing, someone is chasing us to make trouble, everyone is busy, brother can handle it, so I don't want you to worry..."

After entering the room, Meng Ce kept his face darkened. Now he brought medicated oil, poured it on the palm of his hand, rubbed it to warm it up, and pressed it to his younger brother's wound——

"Ow—"

Meng Ce hadn't rubbed his hands hard yet, Meng Zhen was already screaming, crying out.

Gu Ting shook, and the little lynx was terrified too, jumped down and climbed onto the bed, circled around Meng Zhen, meowing non-stop.

Of course Meng Ce also felt distressed, more reluctant than anyone else, his younger brother is so thin and thin, and he was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, this shoulder would be crushed, how could it be better if he didn't rub it?

The red, swollen and swollen bruise was stuck on the palm, and he made up his mind: "Xiaozhen is not afraid, don't rub it away, it will hurt even more tomorrow."

"Ah - it hurts! It hurts! My brother hates it! My brother hates it the most!"

Meng Zhen hugged the little lynx, buried her head in its stomach and cried, maybe crying too pitifully, the little lynx froze its paws and did not dare to move, let the nasty hot and humid water wet its fur, just took the paw pads gently Press Meng Zhen's forehead.

Meng Ce gritted his teeth, sweat oozing from the corners of his forehead, his big hands trembling and rubbing the bruises that obstructed the eyes, his hands were red with medicated oil, like scattered blood flowers, blooming on Meng Zhen's white as snow jade skin, Thrilling.

The people standing by looked at it, and for a moment couldn't tell who was hurt and who was hurting.

Gu Ting was afraid that Meng Zhen would be cold, so he quickly pulled up the screen and erected it in front of the bed to keep out the wind, and quickly brought hot water to make hot tea, even if he didn't need it right now, take a break later, the two of them will definitely need it.

He gritted his teeth and endured the front, but the back still hurt, but he could bear it no longer. Meng Zhen was sweating all over his head, feeling that he was always crying and not manly at all, so he found Huatou to chat with Gu Ting: "There are always people following you these days. We are still following closely, it's so annoying!"

Talking for a while will definitely not hurt!Especially this kind of thing of fighting against each other!

Gu Ting was really surprised: "Why didn't I know?" He wanted to meet Huo Yan these two days, but Huo Yan didn't mention it, could it be——

"Only for you?"

Meng Zhen puffed up his face: "Who knew! A group of annoying ghosts, stalking people like flies, can't leave after beating, scolding, and killing!"

Gu Ting looked at his wound, feeling very distressed: "Why...don't you say it?"

Meng Zhen snorted: "As far as the three-legged cat's kung fu, let alone brother, I can tell that it's just a bunch of mobs. We all pay attention to it. If we deal with it seriously, we will give them face! I don't want to give it to them. Their faces! Why put them so high and talk to us! They don't deserve it!"

The little guy looked really angry, and he said a lot in one breath. Gu Ting listened attentively, and gradually understood that the other party's tricks were not murder at all, but stalking, and the target was Meng Zhen himself. Said, because within the scope of his ability, he can deal with it.

The little prince is no ordinary little prince. He has a very, very powerful guard. How could it be possible for you to come over with as many people as you want?

"Then this injury—"

Gu Ting asked vaguely, and Meng Zhen blushed again: "It's not that group of idiots, if you can't win, use hidden weapons!"

"Hidden weapon? Are you injured?"

"Of course not!" Meng Zhen was proud again, and slowly blushed again, a little embarrassed, "My brother put on a soft armor for me, even if it came with a sharp blade, it doesn't matter, it won't break through."

Gu Ting: ...

Meng Ce exerted force on his hands, and Meng Zhen howled again: "It hurts, hurts, hurts! Brother, be gentle!"

Meng Ce was expressionless: "I wear soft armor for you to protect you well, not to make you act recklessly and impulsively."

"But there is only one piece of soft armor. I wore it and my brother lost it. At that time, there were so many people that my brother couldn't take care of it. If he was shot by that hidden weapon, he would definitely be injured!" Meng Zhen hummed, talking nonsense, "Now It’s not very good, my brother wasn’t injured, and I was just bruised from being smashed, no bleeding and nothing serious, just rub it and that’s it!”

The little lynx didn't understand anything, but saw that Meng Zhen who was holding it was getting more and more excited, so he also yelled at Meng Ce with a "meow".

Meng Ce: ...

"I'd rather get hurt myself."

He has rough skin and thick flesh, so it doesn't matter if he bleeds from a little injury, he will recover in two days, but my brother...he is reluctant.Even if it was just a little bruise, he felt it was an eyesore, and he wished he could go out now and chop up those people.

Meng Zhen pulled his little friend's sleeve and asked softly: "Stop talking, I have no grudges or enmities in the capital, who on earth insists on pestering me like this?"

Gu Ting narrowed his eyes.

There is no reason for daring to attack the young prince of Guzang in a place like the capital, without hatred or resentment, it can only be a matter of interest.Recently, the only ones who have anything to do with their interests are the royal family.

King Guzang himself is 'absent', regardless of Emperor Jianping or the second prince, the focus of these people's eyes should be on Huo Yan, if they really want to touch Meng Zhen, it is definitely not such a small fight, this kind of sinister and vicious You Mian's tricks are too responsive and disgusting, more like the handwriting of an inner palace woman like Concubine You Gui.

Is it shut down and still not stopping?What is the purpose of doing this?Could it be that you have learned to be smart again, knowing that you have a good relationship, if you can't kill you, if you kill your friend, it will always make you feel bad!

Gu Ting rubbed his little friend's dog's head, a dangerous dark light appeared in his eyes.

That woman will kill her sooner or later!If he can't be killed, he won't leave in the capital!

But on another thought, Concubine You Gui is now locked up in the palace, who did these things for her?The crown prince is still the second prince. You Zhenbei king and his party will not eat fine wine when toasting. This is a small warning that came along the way. If you don’t kill him this time, it won’t be the case next time?Or some other helper?Concubine You is holding more than one thread in her hand?

Thinking about these things, Gu Ting felt nauseated. Such a prosperous imperial capital, the city of the emperor, is actually full of filth, the whole family is disgusting, there is not enough disgusting from top to bottom!

Seeing his expression change, he was not happy at all, Meng Zhen patted his hand and comforted him: "It's okay, don't be angry, my brother and I know what's going on. It's a very special accident, next time I promise it won't happen again, okay?"

Gu Ting looked into his clear and innocent eyes, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, I'll make soup for you later, okay? What do you want to drink?"

Meng Zhen's eyes lit up: "Pig trotter soup! The boiled one! It's soft, glutinous and not greasy!"

He is weak, and Gu Ting usually doesn't cook him too greasy food, he only eats it once in a while, this time...

Gu Ting smiled: "Okay."

"And the little leopard," Meng Zhen held up the little lynx, "will you let him sleep with me today?"

The little lynx has always liked Meng Zhen very much, except that the owner was the closest to him, and was lifted up by the little hand, it tilted its head and licked Meng Zhen's hand, crying softly: "Meow——"

Of course Gu Ting agreed: "Yes."

No one noticed that Meng Ce's face was a little dark.

……

Huo Yan came a bit late that day, the lights in Meng Zhen's courtyard had already been turned off, and Meng Ce couldn't find him, so it was inconvenient to visit, so Gu Ting had to tell him what happened today in detail.

After finishing speaking, he was still angry: "What do you mean by this bunch of royal people? You want to use us but be wary of us, and you don't want us to be reconciled. Playing these tricks back and forth, is it interesting?"

Huo Yan hugged him, and pressed his forehead against his forehead: "It will pass."

This kind of intimacy is sometimes warmer than skin-to-skin contact, Gu Ting slowly calmed down: "Yes."

The stars and the moon are silent, and the night is lingering.

"It doesn't seem so lucky this time..."

I don’t meet helpers just by walking on the street. I have to rely on myself for everything. Gu Ting rubbed against Huo Yan, but he didn’t think it was too difficult and lost his fighting spirit. Not happy.

Huo Yan held him in his arms and kissed his hair: "Tomorrow you can collect all the things you want, and after reading it, you will have an idea."

The dog prince is obedient and doesn't play hooligans, and he is still very cute when he doesn't take advantage of various things. Gu Ting let him hold him and gave a big hum: "Of course!"

Disgusting is disgusting, he is still very confident in himself, information is the key to solving all problems, whether he is involved in a dangerous situation, is framed, threatened by hunting, or simply fighting, he has enough information and is detailed enough, You can think of more methods and more angles to counterattack and counterattack, such as the president of the chamber of commerce, he will definitely be able to handle it!

"Are you not afraid?" Huo Yan lowered his head, searching for Gu Ting's lips.

"Sir, when have you ever been afraid of—"

The man's breath is domineering and hot, driving straight in, stirring the moonlight, the lake is churning, the stars are quietly covered by the clouds, and the flowers bloom shyly, tentatively stretching out the first strands of tender stamens in the warm spring night...

After the marriage was postponed, King Zhenbei was very unhappy, so he had to get it back from the person in his arms: "Stop hurting me too..."

Gu Ting was soft-handed and soft-hearted, and he couldn't speak at all. He didn't know how long it had been before he pushed Huo Yan and said hoarsely, "You stink... Hurry up and take a bath."

Huo Yan was tired of him, and her voice was equally hoarse: "After washing, can I stay?"

Gu Ting: "No."

Did the princess teach you respect?What about the rules?Have you fed the dogs yet?

……

The next day, Gu Ting didn't go to the chamber of commerce again, but went to the medicinal food shop he opened, and while he was concentrating on waiting for the news, he cooked soup for Meng Zhen to nourish his health.

This time it was so coincidental, the handsome, dusty middle-aged man I met before happened to pass by the door, and saw Gu Ting... skillfully begging for soup.

Gu Ting: ...

It's not that he doesn't want to part with a few bowls of soup, but this man is obviously arrogant, with a free and unrestrained temperament, he seems to be a gentleman, how can he beg for food so skillfully, as if he has done it many times...

Maybe people are in the middle age, too much suffering to tell outsiders, Gu Ting thought to himself, it's better to save face for others, he didn't ask anything, he poured out half a pot of soup for him, just looked at him with pity in his eyes.

The man still drank the soup in a hurry, as if he had been hungry for a long time, and cherished the last few sips, bit by bit, reluctant to finish it.

Noticed that his eyelashes were fluttering and his eyes were dull, as if he saw the past through the soup, or someone in the past... Gu Ting's eyes became more pitiful.

Being an adult is not easy for anyone.

Wu Feng came over suddenly: "Master, Mrs. Ye is here."

Gu Ting didn't react for a moment: "Madam Ye?"

Wu Feng whispered: "The female god of wealth in the south of the Yangtze River, Mrs. Ye."

Gu Ting just patted his forehead, how could he forget that the female God of Wealth's surname is Ye and her name is Pengzhen!Capable women, no matter they are married or are widows, outsiders always call their family names to show respect when they mention them. You may not know the name of the Goddess of Wealth's husband or the name of her boudoir, but they all know her. Surname Ye!

But isn't she just pretending to be sick?Why did you come here by yourself?

Gu Ting was a little confused, put down the soup pot, called a waiter over, told him to pack it up and send it to Guzang Palace, then looked at the uninvited guest at the table——

How reluctant the guest was to drink the soup before, but now the bowl is put neatly and neatly: "Excuse me."

Gu Ting felt that this person was a bit strange, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately turned around and asked Wu Feng to invite Ye Pengzhen to the window seat on the second floor.

This is a medicated food shop, what the guests are served is not tea, but fried tartary buckwheat, no matter how good the craftsmanship is, the cost is not high, it is used to treat guests, especially the extraordinarily wealthy female God of Wealth, Gu Ting always feels a little guilty.

But Ye Pengzhen didn't mind, took a sip generously, eyes slightly curved, and commented seriously: "It's fragrant but not burnt, mellow but not astringent, the teeth and cheeks are sweet, Mr. Gu is good at craftsmanship."

It seems to be satisfied with the taste.

Gu Ting... the solid body is a bit unresponsive.

"You—you didn't that day—"

"Not only that day," Ye Pengzhen raised the corner of her skirt, and sat in the guest seat gracefully, "Young Master Gu helped me twice, remember?"

This lady was dressed in a red dress, with picturesque eyebrows, the corners of her lips were not raised often, and her demeanor was a little cold, but her gorgeous color and proud character made people unforgettable, and even the sunlight in the room lost its color because of her.

Of course Gu Ting remembered her, this was not the second time the two met, but he never thought that she was the Goddess of Wealth!

It turns out that the first time a gangster, she also knows... Another thought, she is the Goddess of Wealth, rich and someone, what can't be done, what can't be done, there is no need for his help, she can handle it by herself, a few What is a bum?It is estimated that he will be taken away by the guards before he meets her.And last time, even though the surrounding area was empty and there was no carriage, it might be that he deliberately made an appointment, and he kindly borrowed the carriage to take him home, and he might not need it at all.

Ye Pengzhen looked serious, got up and greeted him with blessings: "Recently, it's been cold in the spring, and I accidentally fell ill. When the young master's gift list came into the house, I was sleeping on the bed and couldn't respond. I asked the young master to wait for so long, and I feel really sorry."

Gu Ting is not afraid of facing thousands of troops, and he will not lose when he encounters a bitch, but he is a bit hypocritical when a beautiful lady salutes him so seriously, let alone those who are busy...he can help him No, it's not like not to help: "Madam doesn't have to be like this, is the condition better?"

It turns out that the sentence that I am sick is not an excuse, it is really sick... Thinking about it, I feel even more guilty.

The tips of Ye Pengzhen's eyes were slightly raised, and her beautiful eyes were flowing, with a slight smile: "If I don't feel well, will Mr. Gu want to make soup for me? I can smell the smell in the store as soon as I walk in."

Gu Ting was stunned for a moment: "If Ma'am doesn't dislike it, it happens that I just made a pot of soup, and I have a bowl left..."

After finishing speaking, I regretted it again, wishing to slap myself, whether he was Meng Zhen or the middle-aged man who ate and drank before, everyone was a man and didn't care about these things, but Mrs. Ye was a woman, so let people drink the leftovers, What do you mean?

Ye Pengzhen didn't care at all: "Then I just happened to happen, let me have a taste!"

Gu Ting: ...

While asking people to serve it, he took a closer look at the female God of Wealth. Mrs. Ye didn't like to laugh very much, her temperament was a bit cold, but she was very good at talking, and she could also be very lively. Thinking about it, how could a businessman not say?There is no place they can't get along with, or someone they can't support, unless they don't want to.

But myself... why?

Gu Ting was a little confused.

Ye Pengzhen drank Gu Ting's soup, tasted it seriously, the first sip was not obvious, the further she got to the back, the slower she drank, and in the end, her beautiful eyes were even a little moist, as if she saw something else through the soup : "Someone once said that the soup I cook is not good. No matter how I learn it, it will only have shape without that warm taste. I have never been convinced. It is only today that I understand that it is indeed that I am not good enough."

Gu Ting didn't know how to respond to these words, it's not appropriate to speak lightly, especially if the other party is a wife, so he could only say: "If Madam likes it, I can often make it and send it to you."

After Ye Pengzhen finished drinking the soup, the handkerchief touched the corner of her lips: "That's right, thank you."

Thanks to the bowl of soup, the atmosphere in the room was peaceful and quiet, Gu Ting asked someone to remove the bowl, and asked, "I don't know if Ma'am is here—"

Ye Pengzhen sipped tartary buckwheat tea: "The old man of the chamber of commerce won't do your business, I will do it."

Gu Ting: "Huh?"

Ye Pengzhen: "Young master is a high-minded man, he does not leave his name behind when he does good deeds, but I can't forget that I have long wanted to discuss a big deal with you, but I haven't had time to do so."

Who wouldn't want Gu Ting to be flattered and make money?But he knows himself, he must be clever, and he can make money by opening a shop, but all his thoughts are not on this road. Without much research, he will not be able to make a big deal. The big business that the Goddess of Wealth said must be unusual. "Ye Pengzhen came to the capital to do a silk business", Gu Ting was slightly taken aback: "Madam...does she like me?"

Ye Pengzhen put down the teacup: "You gave me a gift, didn't you want to do business with me?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, Gu Ting was a little embarrassed: "Actually... just want to ask Madam something."

Ye Pengzhen waved her hand: "It doesn't matter, you can also do business, don't you think money is biting your hand?"

Gu Ting shook his head: "Of course not."

The Goddess of Wealth deserves to be the Goddess of Wealth. She is ice-snow and smart. She lightly circled the teacup with her white fingertips half a circle, and she has already figured it out: "What you want to ask me is—the big business in the capital recently?"

Gu Ting nodded honestly, and cupped his hands: "Madam is smart, I admire you."

"It's not a problem, it's just that I've been busy recently, and you're in a hurry—" She looked at Gu Ting, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, "Why don't you help me out?"

Just as Gu Ting was about to agree, Ye Pengzhen said again: "It's not all about helping me, it's also helping yourself."

Gu Ting was slightly startled: "But please elaborate."

Ye Pengzhen pushed the teacup forward.

Gu Ting understood, stroked his sleeves and held the pot with his own hands, and refilled her tea, Xin Dao girl is a girl, the world is big, and the face is the biggest.

Ye Pengzhen held hot tea: "What you think in your heart may not be as simple as inquiring about the big business in the capital. The most important thing in this matter is not the chairman of the chamber of commerce, but the chairman's brother. Let the family be scholarly for generations. There are great Confucianists, most of whom live in seclusion. Only Baima Academy never gave up. Those who educate talents follow. It's nothing, but almost half of the officials in the court are his disciples, the better he is, the more he inherits his ambition, and the network can be described as extensive - if you can get rid of him, your affairs will be easy to handle, and mine will also be easy to handle."

"In addition, I'm going to move the Zhang family and the Yu family recently. I heard that you guys are having a lot of fun recently. Mr. Gu, please give me a face, don't interfere, especially don't help them," Ye Pengzhen's eyes drooped slightly, revealing layers of darkness, " If I am too busy to score, my methods will be a bit rough, and if I miss something, Mr. Gu will help me out."

First there was Yu Xinglan, and then there was Shi Yaxian. No one else knew what was going on. Gu Ting knew very well what the attitude of King Zhenbei was. It's just that it's impossible to help them, there's no need for Ye Pengzhen to say such a thing.

What he wants to remind is: "Yichang Hou's mansion belongs to Concubine You in the palace, Madam... don't you worry?"

People don't fight with officials, and so do merchants. If the royal family is involved, if you are not careful, you will suffer big losses.

Ye Pengzhen sneered on her lips: "For half of my life, I have lived in poverty, suffering, and being crushed into the mud. Up to this point in my life, I have only been obsessed with two things. One is money and the other is my dead husband. I don't care which one others dare to touch." Not happy, let alone both?"

"What kind of concubine is not a noble concubine? I, Ye Pengzhen, want to fight. If you are sensible, find a place to nest up. If you don't know, if you insist on meddling, it's because she doesn't want to kill herself. No wonder I!"