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Chapter 99 The teacher is famous

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Meng E rarely asks anything, but this time she has to ask clearly, "You go to fight and want me to protect you secretly?"

"This is not a simple fight. Lin Kunshan must have been sent by Donghai King before. He is planning a conspiracy. Maybe this fight was planned by him."

"You still have to come over even though you know it's a conspiracy?"

"Hidden in the distance, you can only wait for the East Sea King to take action, and you will be more likely to be injured. It is better to come forward and break the trap, right?"

There was no sound in the study, and Han Ruzi stood up, "Are you still here? Do you agree or disagree?"

There was still no sound, Han Ruzi shook her head helplessly, had to sit down and murmured: "Just pretend she agreed."

The study was very dark, almost unable to see his fingers. Han Ruzi was still energetic and didn't want to go to bed so quickly. She sat on a chair and shook her legs unconsciously, asking herself over and over again: Can she sit back to the emperor's throne? Are she doing something stupid and ridiculous?

He couldn't help laughing at himself.

A soft knock on the door sounded outside.

"who?"

"Has Jue Jun fallen asleep yet?"

It was her wife Cui Xiaojun. She rarely came to the study. This was the first time she visited after night. Han Ruzi was very surprised. She hurriedly got up, walked to the door in the dark, opened the door, and saw her standing outside alone, and was even more surprised, "Why are you here?"

Cui Xiaojun smiled. She was wearing only a close-fitting little dress and looked particularly thin. "I can't sleep, so I want to come and see, if you are too busy..."

"Not busy." Han Ruzi reached out and pulled his wife in, turned around to find the flint bag, "I'll light the light."

Cui Xiaojun grabbed Juanhou. "No, I just came to see you and left later."

"Are you scared?" Han Ruzi held her hands.

Cui Xiaojun turned her face slightly, "Not afraid. Just... Just..."

“Sometimes I feel that the place I sleep does not belong to me.”

"Do you feel this way too?" Cui Xiaojun raised her eyes and reflected a trace of moonlight.

"Come with me." Han Ruzi held her hand and walked out.

"Where do you go?" Cui Xiaojun stopped step by step, but still left the house.

The Juanhou Mansion was very large, but there were not many people, and they were all resting at this time. The whole mansion was silent. Han Ruzi and his wife walked quietly under the corridor, stopping at the door of a room, and the snoring inside was slugging.

"This is Zeng Fucheng." Han Ruzi whispered, "He must have drunk a lot today, and even the smell of alcohol in his snoring."

Cui Xiaojun laughed out loud, and the snoring in the room was a little weak. She hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands. After a while, the snoring started again.

"Will he not go home?" she asked in a low voice.

"He can go home. But I heard that his wife is very good, so he would rather live here."

Cui Xiaojun looked at Juanhou with his eyes squintingly, and Han Ruzi hurriedly added: "I am different from him, and he never goes home. I will only live in the study one day in ten days..."

Cui Xiaojun smiled and pushed him away, "Don't talk here, it will wake him up."

The two walked slowly under the corridor. Han Ruzi introduced who lived inside and explained their snoring characteristics.

"At first, it was like a sparrow on a fence, spreading its wings and flying like a swan moving south. It was a swan that was swan that swan that flew into the sky."

"This Hulu seems to be smacking his lips. It must be the accountant He Yi. He was drinking in his dream."

"Grinding teeth and talking in a sleep, this is Zhang Youcai. I have always been embarrassed to tell him the truth. He thought he was the quietest person in the world."

"Far away from the room in front, Du Chuanyun lives there. He said that he was observing all directions and listening to all directions. There were mechanisms on the door. I think he was bragging. But... I won't test him today."

As soon as the two entered the yard and walked backwards, the fewer people lived in the back. Their bedroom was in the third place, the main room and the wing room together, and only four or five people lived in it.

The two stood at the door of their bedroom and listened. The maid inside was sleeping soundly, not knowing that the hostess left quietly, nor did they know that the Juehou and his wife were standing outside like thieves.

"She didn't sound at all after she fell asleep." Cui Xiaojun said in a very low voice, "Every night I remember to go to the outer room to take a look."

Han Ruzi smiled and took her hand to continue the small adventure tonight.

There is no one living in the back garden. After more than a month of care by Cui Xiaojun, the place has begun to take shape. All kinds of strange fragrances float in the wind on summer nights. The couple no longer need to stole like thieves, walking side by side on the road, catching the wind and smelling the fragrance, listening to the sing of insects and frogs.

"Do you feel better?" Han Ruzi asked.

Cui Xiaojun smiled and nodded. Indeed, Juanhou's Mansion was more like her home.

The two found a stone to sit down, and whispered. Before the moon passed, Cui Xiaojun fell asleep on Juehou's shoulder. Han Ruzi gently picked her up and sent her back to the bedroom. The maid who lived outside was conscious of nothing.

When he arrived on the bed, Cui Xiaojun still hugged one of his arms tightly. Han Ruzi lie down in his clothes, hoping that this moment would last forever, but his thoughts could not help but turn to the throne that he lost again. He knew best, but Cui Xiaojun's fear made sense. The Juehou Mansion was just a gift that he temporarily lent to them. Maybe one day everything would be taken away.

The more history books I have read, the more Han Ruzi understood that the deposed emperor could only spend the rest of his life safely in one situation, that is, the new emperor has a stable status and no other intentions in the world. The deposed emperor will naturally be forgotten, but the current situation of the Great Chu is far from it, and the chubby child is not even qualified to compete for imperial power.

The Great Chu was destined to be in chaos, and the deposed emperor was destined to be insecurity.

The next morning, Han Ruzi opened her eyes and saw Cui Xiaojun's smiling face.

"Sorry, I disturbed you practice last night."

"Anyway, I can't become a top expert, so it doesn't matter if I'm lazy once or twice." Han Ruzi put his neck around her, Cui Xiaojun hid with a smile. The maid outside knocked on the door and came in. Seeing that Juanhou was also on the bed, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Han Ruzi has informed Meng E that next, he will prepare to join the decisive battle between Chai Yun and Cui Teng. If this is just a nonsense between the nobles, he hopes to take the opportunity to contact more people. If this is a conspiracy planned by King Donghai, he will teach King Donghai a lesson.

Du Chuanyun was ready, and found his short sword, polished it over and over again, his voice sharp and harsh. Zhang Youcai, who was standing aside, changed his face, "You, do you really want to kill someone?"

"Of course." Du Chuanyun didn't raise his head, touched the blade, and continued to polish it, "Have you ever killed anyone?"

Zhang Youcai shook his head. "But I've seen it more than once."

"Hey, that's two different things." Du Chuanyun pulled out a piece of hair and blew it at the blade, watching the two pieces of hair fall, slightly satisfied.

On the other end of the room, Han Ruzi was talking to Du Thotian. He could not hide such a big thing from Du Chuanyun's grandfather.

The old man was not surprised and said lightly: "Just play with it. Don't cause trouble."

Du Chuanyun looked up and said, "Don't worry, grandpa, I'm responsible for taking action."

"Hey, you have only fought a few times and dared to say that you are a sensible person? Fighting is not a competition. Even experienced old swordsmen cannot be sure of failure."

Zhang Youcai whispered: "So you haven't really killed anyone."

Du Chuanyun glared at him, but did not refute.

Du Mutian stood up and bowed to Juanhou, but soon came back and threw Du Chuanyun a hardwood stick. The length was almost the same as the short sword, "Use this."

Du Chuanyun had just polished the sword and was very satisfied. He looked at the wooden stick on his knee. He was very dissatisfied, "I am a swordsman, not a beggar. What's the point of holding a wooden stick? I would rather have an empty hand."

"Then you're empty-handed." Du Mutian never polite to his grandson, "Is swordsman so easy to be a swordsman? He is competitive and bloodthirsty, and he is a slut who uses swords. He is not a swordsman."

"Grandpa, you have taken me as an assassin."

"The great national master is famous, and there must be a reason for the minority. When did you see your grandfather fighting for no reason?"

Du Chuanyun lowered his head and said nothing. Han Ruzi felt that Du Tutian was saying these words for him, but he didn't say anything.

Du Chuanyun reluctantly put away the sharpened short sword, picked up the wooden stick, and sighed, "Okay, just use it. Even if the other party is really good at swords and guns, I will never abuse weapons. At most, I will be stabbed a few times and I will not die."

Du Motian snatched the short sword from his grandson and sent it to Juanhou, "Please keep this sword, whether to use it or not, it will be decided by Juanhou."

Han Ruzi stood up and solemnly took the short sword, "I won't let this sword be shamed."

The old swordsman smiled and turned around and left.

Du Chuanyun was confused, "I have been walking in the world with my grandfather for so many years, but he actually believed you but not me!"

Han Ruzi said to Zhang Youcai: "Go back and forth, go to Hengyang Hou's Mansion to invite Chai Xiaohou to the West City Buguilou to gather."

That afternoon, Chai Yun came with two followers at the invitation. As soon as she entered the private room, she bowed and smiled: "Junhou Ting is good at choosing places. It's good not to be Buguilou. I often came here a few years ago, but the wine here is too sushi. Now we often go to Jiang's house in the south city and Xiaoyao Village outside the city. That is a good place. Good wine and people are good."

Han Ruzi pretended not to understand and smiled and said, "What's the use of being a good person? I can't drink with the shopkeeper, guy."

"Haha, Juehou is really interesting."

The two of them were polite, sat down and drank and chatted. The entourage stood aside to support the audience. After getting the owner's hint, they both left the private room.

"Has Juanhou decided?" Chai Yun asked directly.

"Why not? Just play it."

"Okay, my words are deeply loved by my heart. Isn't it just a play? People like us who are unwilling to kowtow everywhere when they are officials, and they cannot bear this face when doing business, and they cannot bear the wind and frost. In life, they are nothing more than walking in this skeleton world, making friends with three or two confidants, savoring the delicious food in the world, picking the fragrance of the boudoir, one word, and just playing."

"Just have fun, I don't want to lose."

"Don't worry, I've made arrangements. Juanhou shows up and Du Chuanyun comes out of his sword. Everything is natural. I've inquired. There is no master on Cui Teng's side. Catch him and humiliate him so that he will not dare to be arrogant anymore. We will be considered famous."

"I have one more thing to ask."

"Please say it, Juehou."

"Half Guiyi agreed to the Cui family's proposal?"

Chai Yun was slightly stunned, "What did he disagree? That old man wished he could marry the Cui family."

"I have an idea. If the Marquis of Guiyi agrees to the marriage, we will say that Cui Teng is obsessed with the Huns and is unfaithful to the Great Chu. If the Marquis of Guiyi does not agree, we will say that Cui Teng is marrying with strength. In short, we are just seeing injustice and doing justice."

Chai Yun was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "You are so smart. I've made up this friend!"

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