Chapter 683: His death is the handwriting of all the family

Xiao Yi caressed the tea cover lightly: "I only know that she is in Chang'an. It's just that Chang'an city is a hundred miles away and has a population of millions. No clue can be found for a while."
"Only if you are alive, that little girl is very good and won't be wronged."
Xiao Yi raised his eyes and glanced at him.
This young man has a mature tone, and he seems to be proud of Nan Jiaojiao's brother-in-law.
Since he married Nan Baozhu, he has been floating.
Xiao Yi didn't give him a good face, only indifferently eating tea.
Ning Wanzhou said again: "Getting back to the subject, today you threw the civil and military officials in Gaoyang Hall. The family members are quite critical of you. Ayan, don't blame brother-in-law for not reminding you. The water in Chang'an is very deep. Question, but to offend all the families, but to find death.
"Do you think that the death of the eldest cousin was caused by the queen? No, his death is hidden behind the handwriting of all the family. Who told him to promote the poor officials in the first place, and advocated the abolition of the hereditary official position? Ayan If you want to seize power, you have to please the family first."
The young man's eyebrows were sharp, his eyes deep.
Xiao Yi took a sip of tea: "I haven't seen you in a year, but you have made progress, and you have also learned how to seize power. It's just..."
Before Ning Wanzhou could react, Xiao Yi held his head, a handsome and charming face, all pressed into the flower cake plate!
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows and grinned: "Just, who are you calling ‘Ayan’? Who are you brother-in-law? Nothing big or small."
"Well-Xiao Daoyan!"
Ning Wanzhou struggled desperately with his hands and feet.
Xiao Yi reminded slowly: "Remember, I am your second cousin, Jiaojiao is your second cousin."
He finished speaking, let go of his hand and sat back lazily.
Ning Wanzhou raised his head angrily.
The white face was covered with scattered flower cakes and milk stains, very embarrassed.
He squeezed his fist, fearing Xiao Yi's top kung fu, he didn't dare to face him, so he wiped his face with a veil and sneered coldly: "Just like you, you can't find a wife in your life..."
"Ok?"
Ning Wanzhou changed the subject: "The tune of the teahouse today is not bad."
Xiao Yi ate the tea without thinking about it.
He only cares about his little girl, so he doesn't want to listen to music.
Seeing that he was absent-minded, Ning Wanzhou suggested: "The lotus flower boat on the Jinling Tour is very elegant and interesting. If you are fine tonight, you can go to the boat to relax and play. The beautiful scenery at night makes it easy for people to reduce anxiety and relax."
Xiao Yi tapped a few flowers and agreed.
At this time, the stage downstairs.
Nan Baoyi was sitting beside the curtain, pulling Hu Qin.
She raised her eyes from time to time, and her sister was dancing alone on the stage in a light pink skirt.
The teahouse is clean and expensive, and the dignitaries came here to talk about things, and didn't pay much attention to the performance of the two sisters. After Nan Yan finished the dance, there was no applause from the audience.
She stepped back to the curtain and complained: "This kind of place doesn't even offer money. What's the use of jumping no matter how good it is?"
Nan Baoyi wiped the sweat on her forehead with a veil, and said with a smile: "You win in cleanliness. Other places are mixed. If someone else is tempted to act upon her sister, who do we call to make sense?"
Nan Yan looked at her face, with heartache hidden in Xing’s eyes: "I just want to save enough money quickly, and ask the best doctor in Chang'an City to see for you... My sister’s face hurts once I see it, and it hurts once. . Twenty-two silver patterns a month, how long do we have to save before we can get sick?!"
The sisters were talking, and suddenly a maid came to ask: "Mrs. Yan, my son praised you for your graceful and fascinating dance, and would like to invite you to speak in the elegant room."
Because Nan Yan was as light as a swallow when she danced, she named herself "Lady Swallow".
And because Nan Baoyi is naturally squeamish, she cordially called Nan Baoyi "Jiaojiao."
Hearing the invitation from the maid, Nan Yan curiously said: "Who is your son?"
"My son is the eldest son of the great Situ, and he is quite famous in Chang'an."
Nan Yan was stunned.
Da Situ is the same as the three males, and the family bell rings and the food is very prominent.
Does the prince of the Great Situ family have a crush on her?
She bit her lip, and suddenly said softly and shyly: "Please lead the way."
Nan Baoyi watched her leave, waiting left and right, but still couldn't wait for her to return.
No way, she had to go back to the bedroom with Hu Qin in her arms.
Come out from the back door of the tea house, the garden scenery is elegant.
She passed under the tree, but petals fell from mid-air.
She raised her head in surprise, but saw that a young man spilled all the petals in the robe on her.
The young sword eyebrows and star eyes, sitting on the branch with a grin: "Ugly girl, did you pull the Huqin just now? It sounds pretty good."
Nan Baoyi patted the petals on the skirt and asked the maid who took her back to the house: "Who is he?"
The maid said: "Ducks in Songhe Tower. Empress Empress's power has improved the status of women in Chang'an City. Those noble ladies sometimes come out to have fun, so we also do little business."
Nan Baoyi blinked.
Jinling Tour is really extensive.
The maid seemed to be quite jealous of this young man. She covered Nan Baoyi's ears and whispered: "It's just that this duck has a bad temper and irritable. Although it is willing to sell himself, no lady is willing to order him. Aunt Xie often disliked him for eating too much and couldn't bring in business, so she told him no one would order him this month, so she sent him away."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
Looking at the boy on the tree complicatedly.
This little duck is really sad.
She ignored the little duck and walked straight to the bedroom.
With a golden hook upside down, the young man turned over and got down the tree neatly, blocking Nan Baoyi's path.
"Ugly girl, my name is Yuchi Beichen. You can go to Songhe Tower to find me to play." He stretched out and swayed like a gift. "When you find me, remember to bring money. I am also the first time. , Give you a discount, two thousand taels of silver for one night!"
Nan Baoyi was terribly disgusted.
She pouted and walked away quickly, bypassing him.
The teenager hurriedly shouted: "Two thousand taels are not made, two hundred taels are also made! Hey, no matter how bad it is, two and two will be fine too! Don't go, I'll stick it up, I stick it up, right? I'm out! Hey!"
Nan Baoyi went faster and faster.
She always cleans herself up, and goes to Songhe Tower to find ducks when she is crazy!
Back to the bedroom, she finally looked forward to Nan Yan's return until midnight was approaching.
Nan Yan drank wine, her small face was red and her apricot eyes were charming.
Holding Nan Baoyi, she happily took out a brocade box from her arms, and said proudly: "Send you!"
Nan Baoyi opened.
In the brocade box, lying precious white jade Ruyi.
She hesitated: "Sister, was the prince of the Great Situ family giving you this? How can you accept such a valuable thing—"
"what is this?"
Nan Yan sat on the couch drunk and interrupted her.
She took out a stack of silver tickets from her wide sleeves and slapped them on the table of Little Buddha domineeringly: "Count!"
Nan Baoyi looked over.
About two thousand taels of silver bills.
She frowned with willow leaf eyebrows, her small face solemnly: "Sister, what happened to you and that gentleman... Isn't it right for you to be like this? You are like this, with the girl in the kiln--"