Old Gong is proud of favor and favor

When Jing An arrived at Cuizhuyuan, it caused quite a commotion.

The Green Bamboo Courtyard is a very large courtyard, much larger than the entire courtyard of a rich man's house. Although there are still four people living in the courtyard, if it is not a very coincidence, these people are basically rarely met.

Naturally, the coachman in each room had a lot of imagination and thoughts about this coachman who slept with the only owner of this huge palace, Prince Yan, for the first time, but they were all patient and thoughtful, and no one took the initiative to say anything .

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Master Gu, besides you, there are only four masters in this Green Bamboo Courtyard. The one in the southeast corner is Master Zhao, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of War. The one in the southwest corner is Master An, the son of the Minister of Rites. The one in the northwest The one living in the corner is Mr. Zhang, the son of Taifu Zhang. The one living in the northeast corner is Mr. Nan, the son of General Nan. Your residence is at Fangjingxuan in the east, which is the main house of this courtyard."

Naturally, this place is not the only place where male pets are placed in the palace, but this place is full of sons of court ministers' families. Needless to say, the courtyard is quiet and beautiful, the key is this honor.The housekeeper felt that even if Mr. Gu was as good as ten million, he was born as a groom. How could he compare to these noble sons? It was already a great honor for the prince to let him live in the Green Bamboo Courtyard.

Hearing what the butler said, Jing An remained indifferent as always, seemingly unmoved.

After the housekeeper left, Jing An stayed here.

For Jing An, having nothing to do is the best thing.

He goes to bed early and wakes up late every day, and besides practicing the necessary exercises, he sits in the gazebo all day long, looking at the flowers and plants outside, for a whole day.

It is not his wish to practice the exercises, but the exercises that Emperor Jingling practiced back then were too evil, and his body would get better and better after long-term practice, but once neglected, he would end up exploding and dying.It's hard to tell if this is magic or not.

It happened that he was free and had nothing to do, and when he started to practice occasionally, he would not be moved by the outside world for a whole day. After these days, his martial arts have gone up to a new level

Although he doesn't care about these things.

It's just that Yan Hanzhang never came.

Jing An would occasionally think of him, Gu Ning and Jing Yu, and even his past life occasionally.

I've been thinking about it more and more recently.

One night, when all the servants were asleep, Jing An couldn't sleep because of the moonlight, put on his clothes, got up, and walked to Yan Hanzhang's yard.

Instead of going straight to his room, he went up to his roof as if there was no one there, and lay down looking at the moon.

The moon is very round and clean, and the clouds are very beautiful. They surround the moon in circles, and when the wind blows, they blow away, and the clouds go away together, leaving only the moon itself, hanging round and bright in the sky.

After a long time, it was almost dawn, and he heard that there were still people talking in the room before he lifted a tile.

The light came out from the cracks in the tiles, Yan Hanzhang's room was still brightly lit, only the top of their heads could be seen.Yan Hanzhang became very angry at the group of subordinates who were kneeling below.

"This thing can't be done well, what use do I need you?"

"You don't need to tell me about Zheng Cheng's death! Zhang Ye! I ask you, why did you leave your post without authorization that day?"

"Oh, scheme! This king sees that you are pig-headed to be tricked by such a simple trick! If you hadn't followed this king for many years, this king would have suspected that you were going to betray him!"

"There are so many masters? Heh, there are so many masters in the prime minister's mansion. Does this king raise a bunch of waste? What are you doing for food!"

"Don't tell me that you can't fight, you can't find it, I will give you half a month, if you still have that evidence in the prime minister's mansion, you don't have to come back!"

Yan Hanzhang seldom got angry in front of his subordinates, and seldom said such unpleasant words. Jing An's voice was already a little hoarse when he heard him, which showed the serious trouble this time.

Jing An didn't go in, the yellow light shone on his face through the holes in the tiles, he looked at it for a while, then got up and left.

After returning, he woke up the sleeping maid, Biyun, and said, "I'm going away for a few days, no one is allowed to tell."

Biyun stared at the prettiest and most caring young man in the whole mansion with wide eyes in horror. He was holding a silver sword around her neck. After a long time, Biyun nodded with difficulty.

Many days later, when Biyun was extremely flustered and fancied countless times that Jing An might have done something important, and even planned to find the prince and the housekeeper, Jing An finally came back.

With a whole body of blood.I don't know if it's someone else's or my own.

Biyun was taken aback, and stammered, "Gu...Young Master Gu..."

Oh my god, this young man is not a killer, is he?

What the hell did Mr. Gu cause?

Biyun wanted to cry but she didn't cry. She should have known earlier that when things go wrong, there must be a demon. This young man is so easy to serve, and he doesn't need her for anything. She usually makes a lot of embarrassments in front of her little sisters. A big event is about to happen!

Jing An didn't know her complicated inner activities, so he said in a flat tone, "Prepare water, I want to take a bath."

Biyun hurriedly ran outside to fetch water.

When Jing An finished washing and came out with his clothes on, Biyun looked at him as beautiful as jade after he got out of the bath. He was not at all happy for serving such a good-looking young man on weekdays. Instead, he was full of joy. fear.

She had expected the scene where the prince would execute them all one day!

Huh, she's still young, she doesn't want to die!

Jing An didn't know what she was thinking, he was very tired these two days, so he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

Early the next morning, Jing An was still sound asleep when he heard someone calling him outside.

"Brother Gu! Brother Gu, are you there!?"

It took Jing An a long time to realize that Brother Gu was calling him.

He sat up, looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who walked in, frowned, and said, "What's the matter?"

The young man immediately showed an apologetic expression, and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Gu, I came to look for you a few days ago, but you weren't there. I saw you came back early this morning, so I wanted to come to you earlier and quarreled for you to rest. .”

Jing An let out a "hmm" and asked, "What's the matter?"

An Luan smiled shyly, and said politely: "A few days ago I was playing the piano in the gazebo, thanks to Brother Gu's guidance, I am very grateful. Come out, I will play it to Brother Gu, can Brother Gu give some pointers?"

Jing An thought for a while, and finally remembered this matter. In fact, he just felt that the boy was too annoying that day, so he found a few mistakes for him. A few days of cleanliness.

But he didn't say anything, and said, "Play it."

The boy was really overjoyed, sat down, and played the piano very seriously.

Yan Hanzhang saw such a scene when he came.

The man on the bed had his neckline wide open, exposing his jade-like chest, and his long black and smooth hair fell down. He was lying on the bed, gently propping himself up on one arm, closing his eyes, listening to the sound of the piano.The young man was playing the piano below, and looked at the person on the bed from time to time, and looked away regretfully when he saw that the person was not looking at him.

Yan Hanzhang felt as if something was blocked in his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

The tone of his mouth was already bad: "What are you doing?"

The violin stopped abruptly.

An Luan hurriedly turned her head and knelt down: "I have seen the prince."

There was silence in the air.

An Luan secretly raised her head, looked at Prince Yan in front of her, and found that he was not looking at him at all, but was staring behind him.

An Luan turned her head, followed his gaze, and saw the man lying on the bed.

When Jing An saw Yan Hanzhang coming, he still didn't react, his expression was indifferent and his eyes were calm.

Seeing him like this, Yan Hanzhang snorted coldly, but instead of looking for him, he walked up to the boy kneeling on the ground.

Seeing the expensive boots embroidered with patterns parked in front of him, An Luan's heart beat violently, and he was nervous as if he was about to ascend to heaven on the spot.

Suddenly, a powerful big hand pinched his chin and raised his face.

Yan Hanzhang looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "You look good."

An Luan's fingers were about to tear his clothes.

Yan Hanzhang raised his head, speaking to him, but his eyes were on Jing An who was not far away, with frivolity in his words, he said: "Such a beautiful woman, she was left out in the cold before because I don't know how to pity her and cherish her. Day, why don't you sleep with me tonight."

An Luan was slightly surprised, then bit her lower lip, and replied, "Yes, my lord."

Yan Hanzhang looked at Jing An, and found that the man didn't react at all, and he was even more angry, and he said: "This king thinks this place is not bad, Xiangyang, the bed is big, tossing open, Luan'er is here Go to bed."

An Luan looked at him, then at Jing An, no matter how stupid she was, she knew what happened, her face was flushed.

Jing An finally had a reaction, he gave Yan Hanzhang and An Luan a cold look, and said, "Go out."

Yan Hanzhang was so pissed off by him, he smiled instead of angry, and said: "Where in this mansion is not my king's place? Who is not my king's person? This king can sleep wherever he wants, and whoever wants to sleep can sleep." Who, is it your turn?"

Jing An sat up slowly, got out of bed with bare feet, walked slowly to Yan Hanzhang, looked at An Luan, and said, "Go out."

Yan Hanzhang poked his neck and said, "No!"

Stubborn stuff.

Jing An narrowed his eyes slightly, took a step forward, and picked up Yan Hanzhang.

Yan Hanzhang was startled, and he was ashamed, angry and angry when he realized it, and said, "Gu Jing'an! Let me down!"

Jing An ignored him and said to An Luan, "Get out!"

An Luan looked at the two of them, seemed to understand something for a moment, got up and went out.

He also closed the door tenderly.

Jing An thought to himself, next time he can teach him a little more.

Yan Hanzhang was still making trouble: "Presumptuous! Gu Jing'an, you have no shame, you are guilty of the next crime!"

Jing An slapped his buttocks, frowned and said, "Don't make trouble."

Yan Hanzhang's voice stopped abruptly, and then he gritted his teeth in embarrassment and indignation: "Gu Jing'an, this king really wants to kill you."

Jing An looked indifferent, and said, "Really? Just right, I really think about it now."