The domestic guard is a little sweet

The Li family is indeed the largest red silk manufacturing workshop in the local area. Most of the workshops are filled with women. Although there is no such a big boundary between men and women in Daqi, the local folk customs are traditional, and it is not very good for Zhao Jin to enter a room full of women.

After seeing some white and fat silkworm babies, each of them turned out to be Zhao Jin who was slightly red, and couldn't help being amazed. Seeing that the silkworm cocoons that had cocooned were all red, this was the appearance of the red silk. The process is really a big world, full of wonders.

But after looking at Li's workshop for a while, the manager walked over with a smile and said, "Returning to the prince, the survival rate of these silkworms is relatively low, they can't stand the wind, and they have some peculiar smell so that Zhao Jin's eyes won't be stained, so I took this one down. "

Zhao Jin was not obsessed with looking at these silkworm cocoons, but after entering the workshop, if there was some bloody smell that seemed to be there, but it disappeared in a flash, he frowned, could it be an illusion.

In just half a cup of tea, everyone came out from the Li family. Zhao Jin rejected the rich gift from the Li family, and left the phoenix embroidered screen alone, ready to go back and give it to the Queen Mother as a gift, which was also appropriate.

Zhao Jin also heard from Lizheng in various local villages and towns about the situation in his own village. The local folk customs are traditional, and women who lose their husbands never have a second driver, and they say that the chastity archway should be used as a rule.

Although Zhao Jin didn't agree very much, this is the living custom of the local people, and he didn't object rashly.

Zhao Jin passed through the local area, and the county magistrates of thirteen nearby counties rushed over to meet Zhao Jin, and even held a banquet at the post station in the afternoon.

During the banquet, all the county magistrates toasted one after another, and several of them looked forward to the next door's admiration for Mr. Du. Zhao Jin was not easy to refuse, and after a few glasses of wine, he became a little drunk and uncomfortable.

Dark Twelve was sent by Zhao Jin to buy that kind of red sour jujube. Zao County is a small place. I went out of the post station to inquire, and I saw stretches of low shrubs on the mountainside full of fruits, hanging The full red fruit is not the sour jujube in season.

Dark Twelve's eyes lit up, he lifted his true energy, walked a few steps quickly, jumped on the tree to pick the reddest and largest date, picked it off, and put it on the hem of his clothes.

He thought that his master's discomfort after drinking would be relieved by eating some sweet and sour fruits, so he didn't delay any longer, and jumped off the tree and walked back with the fruits under his clothes.

When I returned to the gate of the post station, I saw a beautiful and gorgeous carriage parked in front of the post station, and when I approached it, I could smell the tangy fragrance inside.

The guards in front of the door knew Dark Twelve, and they looked at each other inexplicably.

"I have seen the twelve adults."

"Who is riding in this carriage?"

An Twelve walked past the carriage and frowned slightly, but he didn't see this carriage when he came, and it was clear that some fragrant guests were sitting there.

The two guards glanced at each other again, and the slightly chubby one smiled and winked at Dark Twelve: "The lord is being entertained inside, and there are good wine and good food. Naturally, those who come are some accompanying guests. Are you sure?" See, the young lady who got off the carriage just now is wearing a pink skirt, holding a pipa, covering her face with a tulle, and her pair of smart eyes are quite beautiful at first glance."

The first person outside this room is not the guard of the palace, so I don't know the relationship between Zhao Jin and An Twelve, and the teasing now seems to be gossip, another guard standing outside the door, a tall and thin guard stepped forward, grinning He whispered with eyes that you understand and I understand: "Not only are there beautiful women, but I think there is also that very handsome little man, each with pink face and peach cheeks, and his eyebrows and eyes are no worse than those little ladies." Hehehe, it was Mr. Du who brought it, and these big men are lucky, it’s not like we can only blow cold wind in front of the door."

Hearing this, An Twelve's brows were slightly frowned, his heart felt like a stone was pressed, he couldn't breathe but he didn't reveal anything on his face, he nodded towards the guards, quickly entered the post station, washed the jujubes and put them on the In the bowl, he went to the prince's residence.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the gate of the courtyard, she was stopped by Yu Huan. The woman stood in front of An Twelve with a pretty face and a smile, and her voice was not in a hurry.

"My lord, there are people in the house at the moment. You might as well put these fruits away, Master Twelve. I will summon you when the master wants to eat."

An Twelve's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, sore and astringent.

His black eyes turned cold, and his hand holding the tray tightened slightly. He looked towards the courtyard in the distance, and said displeasedly: "I am the personal bodyguard next to the prince, and I should serve by my side to protect his safety. You Step aside!"

Yu Huan sneered, her well-manicured sharp nails tightly clutching the silk handkerchief, her voice was cold.

"My lord, let everyone call you Twelve Sons. Don't think of yourself as a real master, forgetting what your identity is. Who is a lord, the emperor is precious, not to mention that you are a personal servant, and you are not a princess. You have no name." Point, even the concubine should not be jealous, monopolize the prince, who the prince wants to see, who he wants to keep by his side, you can refute, go down, don't disturb the prince's elegance, blame it, your face embarrassing."

An Twelve clenched his palms tightly, a heavy rock in his heart, thinking of the gorgeous carriage outside the gate of the post station just now.

He clenched his fists violently, and swung Yu Huan away, his voice was cold and hard.

"Get out of the way! The prince blames me. I will bear the punishment. You obstruct me in every possible way. If those people are villains, if the prince makes any mistakes, can you bear it?"

Although Yu Huan has some kung fu, it is far from An Twelve. He did not expect that An Twelve dared to push himself, and without checking for a while, she staggered and almost fell to the ground. She stabilized herself in embarrassment and gritted her teeth Looking at Dark Twelve's handsome face, it was also a little distorted.

"Bah! You really think of yourself as a person. I serve the prince under the order of the empress dowager. The prince is the number one today. There must be other people around him. I advise you not to get deeper and deeper, and you will be harmed." Myself, I am also tired of the prince's reputation."

An Twelve's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he clenched his fist with one hand and made a bang sound. Without turning his head, he said in a cold voice, "Mine is Miss Bu Laoyu, bothering you."

After finishing speaking, An Twelve took the tray and strode towards the courtyard where Zhao Jin was located. Once inside the courtyard, the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra could be heard from afar.

He wanted to push the door and enter, but he didn't want the door to be opened from the inside. A middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure and eight-character eyebrows blocked his way. This man was wearing an official uniform, and he was the magistrate of the county next door, Lord Du.

He looked at An Twelve and frowned slightly, and waved his hands impatiently: "Go, go, go down, the prince doesn't need your services here anymore."

Dark Twelve straightened his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stepped forward to salute politely.

"I've met Master Du. The villain is the prince's personal bodyguard, so he should serve by his side."

Mrs. Du sneered, turned to look inside and smiled ambiguously.

"My lord is very drunk at the moment, and the beauty is in his arms. I don't need other people's service. You see, my official has come out, let alone you."

After Master Du finished speaking, the door was opened, and the other adults inside, as well as the servants who were serving them, came out one after another.

The maidservant who came out last, with red ears, carefully closed the door.

Master Du looked at An Twelve with a mocking look, called the maid, and asked proudly, "Why did you come out?"

The servant girl went forward with red cheeks, bowed to Lord Du and said, "My lord ordered me to wait out, Miss Yuyan, and Mr. Fengzhu, stay inside to serve."

Master Du stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "With these two stunning beauties by your side, the prince should also enjoy his blessing."

Master Du frowned unhappily seeing that An Twelve was still here, and reprimanded him with a straight face.

"What are you doing here for the prince to serve you closely? How can this servant be so ignorant that you can't see his face clearly?"

The uproarious sound of silk and bamboo inside stopped, and An Twelve's heart felt uncomfortable as if being pricked by needles, and his complexion gradually turned cold.

If the prince left Mr. Fengzhu close to serve him today, An Twelve might feel uncomfortable in every way, but he would definitely not break the rules and hurt the prince's face.

But it's wrong that Miss Yuyan is also inside at the moment, no one knows Zhao Jin's physical condition better than An Shier.

All of a sudden, if there is a sweet and greasy fragrance that seems to be absent, it floats into An Shier's nose.

He frowned, just now he was far away and closed the door, now someone came out to bring out the incense inside, only then did An Twelve smell it.

He suddenly changed his complexion, stepped forward and waved away Lord Du who was standing in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "You dare to light this kind of incense when you are beside the prince, you are so brave, Lord Du. "

Shuo An Twelve waved away Master Du in front of him, regardless of the servants and maidservants who were pushed down by him, stepped forward and kicked open the wooden door in front of him, and the sweet and greasy fragrance inside became even stronger in an instant.

There was a mess of cups and plates in the hall, and there was no one else at the moment.

An Twelve walked quickly to the inner room, kicked over the censer as he passed by, picked up a pot of herbal tea, and extinguished it.

crackling.

Suddenly there was the sound of something falling to the ground and shattering, and An Twelve's heart suddenly clenched into a ball. With his internal strength, he flew into the room, and only then did he see the scene in front of him.

Zhao Jin only wore white cloth socks and a light blue brocade robe. His eyes were blurred, his cheeks were reddish, and the hem of his clothes was slightly wet, apparently from some kind of wine.

The stools in the room were kicked over, and the master's favorite set of green bamboo teapots fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Ha! Where... where did the chickens and ducks come from? My... I don't want to whore, I'm breaking the law!"

Zhao Jin hiccupped, and now he looked more like a drunk, holding a half-length whip and laughing wantonly.

And on the ground inside, the chickens and ducks that the prince was talking about were also quite embarrassed.

Mr. Fengzhu knelt on the ground, and there was a bloodstain on the girl Yuyan's face, which was obviously drawn out by the whip.

Kneeling on the ground at this moment, weeping depressedly, with a pitiful look, and crawling a few steps towards Zhao Jin, to relax his slender and smooth curves.

"Wuuuuuu, my lord, please forgive me, the little girl is here to serve you."

And when that young master Fengzhu saw someone coming, his face was snow white with fright, he pointed at An Twelve and screamed softly: "Who are you? Why did you enter the prince's bedroom, you are so brave!"

Zhao Jin's footsteps were sloppy, as if he was drunk, when he heard the screams in his ears, he impatiently picked out his ears, grabbed the white socks on his feet, staggered a few steps, and even came to Master Cuifeng , grabbed the man's bun, stuffed the white socks into his mouth, and frowned impatiently.

"What are you yelling about? Quiet! I have no money! I don't want to whore, you are the foreman! Where is Mommy! Who sent it! Come on, beat me!"