[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] Another year of spring

A black shadow sprang out from the slanting stab.

The black shadow was as fast as lightning, and the sound was like thunder, and it shot out from the surrounding forest deep in the racecourse like a sharp arrow.

Hearing the voice, Laishan hurriedly dodged, but it was too late. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the approaching black horse. A diamond-shaped white mark on the forehead of the black horse was imprinted in his eyes. He was stunned and stared blankly. Look at that mark.Because the speed was too fast, the imprint almost turned into a shadow, and it seemed like a white cloud in the sky in a trance.

I'm afraid I've fallen off the horse.

Come to think well.

The man on the horse saw him and immediately reined in, but the horse was too powerful to hold back for a while, the man pulled the rein to the limit, the horse was restrained, leaned back with a long hiss, and raised its front hooves.

"Let's go quickly!"

The person immediately scolded.

Only then did Young Master Laishan remember that he knew equestrian skills, and hurriedly drove the somewhat stunned horse to the side.

The movement here instantly attracted the attention of the entire racecourse.

The young servant of the Sochoro family on the sidelines opened his mouth, and he paused when he saw his young master fleeing to the side, and then let out a scream like a choked chicken crowing.

"Master! Master!"

The boy screamed miserably, and ran there staggeringly.

Although this young man behaved so badly that it seemed that his young master had already encountered an accident, but no one laughed at him at the moment, and the young master Laishan who rolled down from the horse's back had no time to pay attention to him.

"You, you, you, can you ride a horse? Ah?"

When Master Laishan dismounted from his horse, he staggered a bit because his feet were weak. Soon, he found confidence in his down-to-earth sense of reality. He strode forward angrily, and began to ask questions.

After he finished yelling these words aggressively, he met the eyes of the black horse's white imprint.

Wu Didi's eyes looked emotionless, but Master Laishan could feel a kind of indifference and contempt from it.

"Humph—"

The black horse breathed out a fishy and fierce breath from its nostrils, and the young master Laishan who was standing in front of it was unprepared and was sprayed straight.

"Cough cough cough cough! You little beast!"

Young Master Laishan forgot to be angry with the man on the horse for a while, but he was so angry that he looked at the black horse.

"who are you?"

A cold voice came from above. !

Laishan took a sharp step back, raised his head, and met the looking down eyes of the man on horseback.

Only then did he realize that this dark horse is really tall!

He wasn't too short, but he could barely meet the horse's eyes.

This is at least a purebred foal.

And the person on the tall horse was looking down at him.

An elegant face covered with frost.

Young Master Laishan was inexplicably short of breath, but he looked around at the people who were coming, and then at the stable not far away.

He puffed up his chest, and his heart was inexplicably filled with courage.

"Who am I? My surname is Suo Chuoluo, Master, and I am Ama, Master Debao, Minister of Rites!"

"So you are the son of the Sochaoluo family who is going to be the guard of the Qianqing Gate?"

The man on the horse looked a little colder. He got off his horse and stood on the ground.Laishan found that compared to his face, this person was much taller than he imagined, at least half a head taller than him.

"how do you know?"

Young Master Laishan frowned in surprise.

"No! Who are you?"

Young Master Laishan sensed something was wrong, but he was still struggling to believe his premonition.

"My servant, Fucha Fu Heng, who is not talented, is in charge of the guards of the Qianqing Gate."

Young Master Laishan almost fainted, and behind him, the servant who finally arrived felt that life was hopeless.

After I go back, Madam will definitely kill me.

However, Fu Heng's words were not finished yet.

"The animal you were talking about just now," Fu Heng pointed to the tall black horse he was leading, "It was the queen's beloved horse before she got married."

The black horse snorted proudly.

Young Master Laishan staggered and was supported by the servant behind him.

He secretly turned his head and glared at the boy.

"Fu Heng... my lord."

Young Master Laishan turned his head and said in a weak voice: "I...I have said something wrong. Please forgive me, my lord, shall I?"

Fu Hengben was full of anger, but when he saw the worthless Sochaoluo family, he was really dumbfounded by his half-breathless appearance.

"I don't dare to be an adult, Fu Heng is just a small bodyguard."

Fu Heng said: "It's just that I see the courage of Master Suo Chuoluo, why should your family be obsessed with the guards?"

"That's what my mother thinks." Young Master Laishan wrinkled his face wrongedly: "Master Fu Heng, I don't want to, I heard that guards get paid early, sometimes they can't sleep, and their salary is not much. I have no ambitions in my heart, and I don’t want to be one at all. But Er Niang said that if I go to mess around again, I will have my skin peeled off. I have no choice but to listen to her and come here every day to wait.”

"Wait for me? But I don't come here often, I'm afraid it took a long time for Master Suo Chuoluo." Fu Heng asked leisurely.

Young Master Laishan said listlessly: "I come here every day, and I have been waiting for a month."

Fu Heng laughed a little, but he really admired these adults and wives in Jingli.

"Master Suo Chuoluo can go back and tell his wife that the guards are definitely not a place for people to experience themselves. We are in charge of the safety of the palace, so we must treat our errands carefully. No matter how much gold and silver you send, the young master waits for more. Time, there is no room for this matter. From tomorrow on, you don't have to come here again."

Young Master Laishan nodded, then shook his head again, with a contented smile on his face.

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Fu Heng. It's not all fruitless, you still have to come to the racecourse. If you see me in the future, just treat it as if you didn't see it."

"Master," the servant said bitterly behind Young Master Laishan: "The servants have already found out that she is a lady from the Nalan Mansion. Master, you must not mess around. Be careful when you go back, and my lord will make you suffer."

Young Master Laishan turned around: "Miss Nalan Mansion?"

He beamed with joy: "Wouldn't that be better? I'll ask Er Niang to come to propose marriage when I go back today. That's great, this time Er Niang will definitely agree."

As he said that, he turned his head and couldn't wait to bid farewell to Fu Heng: "Then I won't bother you here, Mr. Fu Heng.

"Wait." Fu Heng said suddenly.

"Master Fu Heng, is there something else?" Young Master Lai Shan turned his head happily.

"Is Miss Nalan's here today?"

Young Master Laishan looked at Master Fucha suddenly fidgeting a little, he even hesitated in his tone of speaking.

"Yeah, I've been staring at it all afternoon today."

Master Laishan said with great heart

Fu Heng took a good look at him: "Master Suo Chuoluo, isn't this a little rude?"

Young Master Laishan choked, not understanding that there would be such an old-fashioned person like Fucha Fu Heng.

Behind him, the servant took a sympathetic look at his young master, and was embarrassed to tell Master Fucha that in fact, young master Laishan only gets along with singers and dancers most of the time, so he doesn't know how to court noble girls.

Young Master Laishan felt uncomfortable staying with Fu Heng, but he suppressed the fear in his heart, and leaned up to Fu Heng and said, "Master Fu Heng doesn't know this. My fair lady, a gentleman is so good. Ru Na Miss Lan is so stunning, it is hard to find in the Eight Banners."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the tea shed not far from the paddock for people to rest.

Fu Heng looked over and saw the most eye-catching girl among them at a glance.

He withdrew his gaze, turned cold, glanced at the two masters and servants, forced to shake the master and the servant: "Miss Nalan is dignified and courteous, she is not such a superficial person, she deserves to be taken seriously. Your words Being frivolous is already offensive to her. Now she is used as a talking point to gossip behind her back. Mr. Debao has a good reputation in the officialdom, but I didn't expect his son to gossip about people behind his back. How is this different from those gossiping women? "

Young Master Laishan didn't guard against his sudden attack, he was stunned on the spot, his face flushed after a while, but he didn't dare to argue with him.After thinking about it, he didn't have any ink in his stomach, so he couldn't think of anything to say, so he lowered his head in desperation, and found an excuse to slip away from him.He also didn't intend to show off to Miss Nalan again, I'm afraid Mr. Fucha would not let go of his etiquette, and hurriedly kicked his servant back to the capital.

Master Laishan ran away, leaving Master Fucha standing where he was, clenched his fists, struggled for a moment, and finally strode towards the tea shed.

Time flies, and there are big and small things happening in the capital every day.Several months have passed since the dramatic draft in the summer, and the Nalan Mansion quickly emerged from the shadow of being divorced.

When autumn comes, Shichun's 16-year-old will be more than half past. As she grows older, her facial features will open up, and in the eyes of Guarjia's growing fear and the people's growing amazement, It's getting more amazing every day.

The name of "the most beautiful woman in Manchuria" who was once denounced by Yongshou as nonsense was mentioned more and more, and the young Manchurians who came to ask for marriage almost broke through the gate of Nalan Mansion.What's even more rare is that she has a good reputation, but she hasn't been accused of being "sexy", because the wives of all the prefectures like her.Compared with her appearance, who doesn't know that this daughter of the Nalan family is more outstanding in her skills in dealing with people.

On the contrary, there were rumors that Fucha's family and Nalan's family once had such a story about marriage, but not many people believed it.Because these two young men and women are both of first-class appearance and well-matched, since they have discussed marriage, it is unreasonable that this matter will fail. Therefore, most of these rumors are regarded as rumors, but there are some people who hold this The rumors were persistent and used as an excuse to slander the reputation of the two.

Since the end of the summer, Shichun had forgotten about his divorce, but Fu Heng never dared or could forget it.

Nalan's reputation spread far and wide, and the children in Beijing yearned for it when they heard about it, and they inevitably had some unspeakable charming thoughts.However, Fu Heng only had respect and appreciation in his heart. He had only met that Nalan girl once, but after that meeting, he recognized her demeanor, and sometimes regretted the rash actions of the two houses before.

He originally thought that they should be people who could appreciate each other.

Perhaps those who were supposed to be friends were forced into this embarrassing situation.

He never believed in fate, but he regretted it.

But when he heard that he was retiring the engagement that day, Master Yongshou was furious, Madam Nalan immediately cut off all contact with the Fucha Mansion.

He must have done her a lot of harm.

Although these are not his wishes.

A letter of apology was written hastily while seriously injured, and Ning Xiu, who was angry, was asked to help deliver it after a lot of trust. Later, Ning Xiu told him that she was not angry anymore, but he still felt ashamed in his heart.

In his life, Fucha Fu Heng was worthy of the sky and the earth.He has been frank for the rest of his life, and this is the only one who is in debt.

Even if he didn't know about it in advance and was kept in the dark, it became a thorn in his heart, and if he didn't know it, he would never let it go.

He had to say sorry to her face to face.

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The author has something to say:

Master Fu Heng is such a responsible and responsible man!