After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Yan Huaiyin didn't expect Jiang Lian to say that. After a while, he smiled awkwardly: "The price in Nine Thousand Years Mansion is actually cheaper than the inn outside."

There was a smile in his tone, and with a light push of his hand, he fell down along the branch.

There were really too many flowers hanging on the tree. Although he supported it like this, even though his strength was very light, it still caused countless white flowers to fall down one after another.

It's like a rain of flowers.

Jiang Lian watched all this, and realized for the first time that the tree had so many petals.

Some flowers fell on Yan Huaiyin's shoulders and hair, he didn't care, he approached with the food box in his arms, and said with a smile, "Nine thousand years old, let's go, let's share the cakes."

In fact, there were not many pastries, the food box was not very big, there were only three layers, and each layer contained only four pieces. As soon as Yan Huaiyin opened it, he could see that it was made by Xiao Rubi himself.

She only knows how to make mung bean cakes, but the mung bean cakes are really good. Even in the middle of the night, they still look green, like the color of midsummer.

The two entered the main room of the Chitose Mansion. The room was large but very deserted. After the two sat down, a hunchbacked old butler lit the lamp with trembling hands.

Jiang Lian didn't seem to go back to Chitose Mansion very often, so there was no light in the whole Chitose Mansion after nightfall.The old butler Xu was used to Jiang Lian coming back without saying hello. After lighting the lamps in the main room, he leaned on a bamboo pole to hang the lanterns under the eaves.

The midsummer night wind blows, and the lanterns under the eaves flutter slightly.

This was the first servant Yan Huaiyin saw in Qiantui Mansion. The whole Qiantui Mansion was gloomy like a cemetery, and the old butler acted like a puppet without breathing.

He thought about the old butler so much, but the old butler would look at him from time to time.

Yan Huaiyin's appearance was his only surprise tonight.

Since the completion of the Qiantui Mansion, Jiang Lian has never brought anyone back to the Qiantui Mansion. In the past three years, except for the four seasons in the mansion, Yan Huaiyin was the first guest of the Qiantui Mansion.

The old butler stepped forward, and seeing the food box on the table, the wrinkles on his old face moved, he bent his already bent waist, and asked in a low voice: "Master, do you want the slave to get a new one?" Year-old wine?"

New Year's wine is a tradition in Zhaohuacheng.

Whenever the construction of the new mansion starts, the owner of the mansion will rush to the Phoenix Tower of the Bodhi Temple to buy a jar of New Year's wine before the start of construction, and bury the New Year's wine in the courtyard after returning.After the completion of the new mansion, apart from the owner of the mansion, the first guest to enter the mansion will drink the altar of new year wine with the owner of the mansion.

There is only one jar of New Year's wine, and those who can drink New Year's wine are very important to the owner of the mansion.

No one has visited the Chitose Mansion since it was completed, and the New Year's wine is still buried in the ground, under the flower tree in the courtyard.

Yan Huaiyin was the first guest to come, and it stands to reason that he should drink the New Year's wine, so the old housekeeper asked.

After hearing what he said, Yan Huaiyin looked sideways at Jiang Lian. The smile in his eyes was so obvious that Jiang Lian even looked over: "Master Yan, do you want to drink this New Year's wine?"

"No," Yan Huaiyin said with a smile, "I think the title Master is quite new."

Jiang Lian is only 20 years old now, and he was called the master when he was crowned.

Yan Huaiyin thought it was more fun than Palm Print and Nine Thousand Years.

He said so, but Jiang Lian said: "Whether you drink this New Year's wine or not, it's up to Mrs. Yan."

He handed over the decision to Yan Huaiyin.

The old butler was startled, raised his wrinkled face, and looked at Yan Huaiyin.

Yan Huaiyin didn't take too long to decide. He reached out to grab the mung bean cake in the food box, and said with a smile, "I'm visiting late at night, so I can't be considered a serious guest, so I won't waste the New Year's wine."

The meaning of the new year's wine is too special, Yan Huaiyin doesn't want to accept this kind of affection, and Jiang Lian's mind is hard to figure out, Yan Huaiyin can't figure out whether he wants to accept his affection or not.

When he said that, Jiang Lian glanced at the old butler indifferently, and the old butler understood, bowed his waist and retreated.

In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the empty main room.

Chitose Mansion was too quiet, but it happened to be located next to a big night market. The night market was noisy, and in the silence, one could faintly hear laughter from the long street.

This voice is extremely small, if there is anything there, it will make people feel at ease when they fall into the Qiansui Mansion.

In such an atmosphere, Yan Huaiyin handed the mung bean cake on the first layer of the food box to Jiang Lian.

Four neat pieces.

Jiang Lian looked down at the mung bean cake he pushed over, and smiled: "Only for four days?"

Yan Huaiyin said seriously: "Stay here for four days first."

If what he wants to do is done within four days, Jiang Lian will probably want to kill himself even more.

Yan Huaiyin is doing a serious calculation here.

Jiang Lian didn't know the purpose of letting him live in the Thousand Years Mansion, Yan Huaiyin could only grasp the advantage of his rules, and then maximize this advantage to achieve his own goals.

So he said to stay for four days first, and after four days Jiang Lian would get angry and he would leave. If Jiang Lian didn't mind dealing with him, Qiantui Mansion would be the best refuge before the Nanyang Marquis Mansion collapsed.

Yan Huaiyin is not a noble person, so he would be most willing to use some despicable means to borrow some protection from Nine Thousand Years Old.

He spoke seriously, but Jiang Lian actually followed what he said, and his voice was flat: "If you still want to live in four days, what if the mung bean cake is broken?"

Yan Huaiyin was stunned for a moment, he thought for a while, and said seriously: "Nine thousand years old must eat this, or I will make it for you, does it count?"

The two started a rather formal conversation inexplicably with mung bean cakes. Looking from the cool yard at night, in the main room lit with warm lamps, they sat and talked to each other like this, as if they had lived together for many years couple.

But an illusion is an illusion after all, before Jiang Lian could speak, Yan Huaiyin stood up, and said with a smile, "Nine thousand years old, it's time to go to rest."

The old butler had been guarding outside the yard, and upon hearing this, he got up and took Yan Huaiyin to a yard.

Yan Huaiyin lived in the Qiantui Mansion just like that.

The four days are neither long nor short, and the Thousand Years Mansion is very big, so it doesn't matter if there is an extra Yan Huaiyin. In the past four days now, Dundun came back to eat on time at noon and evening.

The chef of Chitose Mansion is a chef hired by the old housekeeper with a lot of money. After more than three years as a decoration, he finally has a place to use. Therefore, every meal is not repeated, and all the meals served on the table are excellent.

After all, it was hot at noon in midsummer, and the old housekeeper stood in the main room, watching the servant serve Jiang Lian for dinner.

He said he was looking at Jiang Lian, but he couldn't stop looking at him.

Yan Huaiyin ate seriously with downcast eyes.

He didn't speak a word, he ate seriously when he ate, slowly and carefully, looking sideways, he could only see his long and slender eyelashes hanging down.

Some rare well-behaved.

The old housekeeper thought about it. Recently, it was rumored that Jiang Lian liked men. Yan Huaiyin sat next to Jiang Lian like this, with a quiet appearance, very much like...Jiang Lian's male favorite in the mansion.

But his actions are not frivolous like a male favorite, his back is straight, and the way he grabs the chopsticks and picks up vegetables looks like he has been carefully taught, revealing the noble rules in his femur.

The old butler looked at it and thought to himself, it doesn't look like it was raised in a remote place in the northwest.

The days in Chitose Mansion are quiet and good, but outside of Chitose Mansion, the Nanyang Marquis Mansion surrounded by the Red Army is rarely in chaos.

In the study room of Nanyang Hou's mansion, Mrs. Hou's Mrs. Zhu is standing at the desk and grinding for Nanyang Hou.

The Marquis of Nanyang was writing letters at the desk, the creases in the corners of his eyes drooping wearily.

For two full days and two nights, he did not know how many letters he wrote.

These letters will be sent to all kinds of people. Some people will help him after receiving the letter, and some people will think that the Nanyang Marquis Mansion has completely offended Emperor Chengde and Jiang Lian this time, and they will never be able to turn around again.

Nanyang Hou wants to find a chance for the Nanyang Hou Mansion among those who can help him.

After finishing the last stroke, Mo Gan, when Nanyang Marquis handed the letter to Mrs. Zhu, his hands trembled so much that he could not fold the paper.

Zhu quickly reached out and took the letter from Nanyang Hou.

Nanyang Hou said wearily: "This letter is addressed to the Red Army outside the mansion, and let them present it to His Majesty."

Emperor Chengde only let the Red Army surround the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, but did not let the Red Army come in. The family members of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion were not frightened, and even sent three young men to the streets every day to go to the daily comprador.

Unlike Chen He's mansion, which was almost torn to pieces by the Red Army.

Emperor Chengde did this because he was waiting for the Marquis of Nanyang to explain.

The Marquis of Nanyang saw this, so he dared to send so many letters during this time period, and these letters were not stopped by the Red Army.

Zhu said: "Zhu Liang is outside, I'll let him in to get the letter and deliver it."

When the Red Army besieged the Hou's Mansion, Zhu Liang was in the Hou's Mansion and was trapped in the mansion and could not get out.

Letters cannot be borrowed from others, so Zhu Liang stayed outside to run errands for Nanyanghou. Nanyanghou didn't sleep for two days, so he didn't sleep for two days.

Nanyang Hou nodded, stretched out his hand and silently shook Zhu's hand.

Zhu Liang took the letter and rushed to deliver it. Zhu looked at the remaining ink and said suddenly, "Master Hou, why don't you write a letter to Xiang Liu?"

She said: "Master Hou and he were classmates in the past, and he was in charge of the case on Anshun Street. If he can speak good words to you in front of the Holy Spirit..."

Before she finished speaking, Nanyang Hou interrupted her with a wave of his hand.

Nanyang Hou Cang said: "Liu Qingyun is the most upright person, and I don't see corrupt officials. I won't get the slightest accommodation from him in this Anshun Street case. Please, why don't you use the crown prince to contact Zhou Guifei."

Seeing Zhu's eyes were red, Nanyang Hou stretched out his hand to hold her hand, comfortingly said: "It's nothing, the foundation of Nanyang Hou's mansion for so many years is only 50 taels of gold, how can it be destroyed?"

He is telling the truth.

In the letter presented to Emperor Chengde, Hou Nanyang reprimanded Chen He and expressed his renunciation with him. He no longer had the momentum to avenge Chen He, only his remorse for being blinded by Chen He.

After he broke up with Chen He, on the second day after Emperor Chengde received the letter, half of the officials of the court knelt in the hall and begged Emperor Chengde to let him go for the sake of being deceived by the Marquis of Nanyang. .

Ordinary pleas naturally failed to impress Emperor Chengde, but the Ministry of Rites immediately wrote a book saying that there was not enough money for the repair of Haiyan Tower. When Emperor Chengde asked, he realized that the construction of Haiyan Tower was too extravagant and costly, and half of the money was spent. It turned out to be from Nanyang Houfu.

However, in the past two days, there were many disturbances in the court.On Yan Huaiyin's side, Lian Qing brought him a piece of news that seemed to have nothing to do with the turmoil.

"Master," Lian Qing stood in front of him and said softly, "Meng Yi recently tied Meng Jingxuan to the mansion."

He said: "I don't know who released the news that Meng Jingxuan has a deep-rooted affection for Jiang Lian. Only then did Meng Yi know that his son is good at cutting off his sleeves."

This suddenly became a joke, the screams of Meng Jingxuan being beaten by his father could be heard every day in the governor's mansion, she looked like a martyr.

Those friends of his almost smashed the gate of the governor's mansion and couldn't get in. They listened to Meng Jingxuan's screams outside the door every day, and they didn't know if they would have nightmares when they went back.

Yan Huaiyin nodded, "I see."

His face was calm, but Lian Qing was a little anxious. After Yan Huaiyin and Meng Jingxuan met in Anhe Restaurant, Meng Jingxuan's hobby of broken sleeves spread throughout Chaohua City.

I don't know who released the news, and what the person who released the news will do to them.

Lian Qing said: "Master, do you want to find out who the person who released the news is?"

"No need," Yan Huaiyin smiled, and said softly, "I released the news."

The author says:

感谢在2022-05-0817:22:39-2022-05-0922:13:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: insert worship away from me 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Zhu Zhu Zhu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!