Chapter 17: Emperor Nanming is here

On the second day, the weather was slightly overcast, and the breeze was a little bit cool. I was afraid that Tianshu would smother the Tianshu all day long in the room and stay with him in the yard. Several little maids were clever and Luoyue held a chess set. Ben Xianjun and Mu Ruoyan played on the stone table.
Two innings and three innings are boring.
The so-called fun of playing chess is to gain and lose one or two children with the people who are playing with each other. You are angry with me, you are smug, I sneered sensibly, and when I scratched my ears and scratched my cheeks, it was cold and sweaty and hesitated.
But Mu Ruoyan played chess without expression. If you eat him, his style will not move; if he eats me, he will still move. After winning and losing a face, this fairy was very angry.
When I was in the heavenly court, Ben Xianjun also had a few rounds with Tianshu Xingjun. This is not the way you are now. You forced him to death. He frowned slightly, and pondered slightly; Although he didn't like color, he had a slight smile on his eyebrows. Although not much, there is always some anger. In this way, the wood-carved Muruoyan is slightly different from that of Tianshu.
I still remember that there was a chance encounter with Xianweng in Antarctica. Ben Xianjun and Tianshu played against each other. I was very unlucky in that game. I was restricted everywhere. Admit defeat. At that time, Tianshu still had a white child in his fingers and gently tapped on the chessboard. He listened to my defeat and smiled. His slender fingers picked up the children on the board and placed them in the basket. Tianshu Xingjun is usually cold and cold, that smile is really cold.
I looked at Mu Ruoyan in front of me, and Tian Shu was reincarnated, and even the only heating on my body was gone. Mu Ruoyan would be like today's breeze, although it was gentle, it was cold.
Mu Ruoyan lifted his clear eyes and looked to me. I wanted to draw God. He was a bit stunned at first glance. After a while, he suddenly realized that he quickly laughed and said, "Go away, forget the son." He dropped the child in his hand, but Mu Ruoyan finally moved his expression, "Li Gongzi is white, how come it fell black?"
My face was slightly warm. I just ate Muruoyan a few times. When I was a child, I peeped at his expression. I didn't pay attention to my dismissal. I still had a black spot in my hand. Picked it up, and accosted it more and more, "I was fainted, fainted."
I only heard a far cry slowly: "It's not dizzy, it's the wind and drunk when looking at the flowers."
Ben Xianjun coughed and saw that Tsing Yi Path was admitted to the hospital. The girl said: "Master, Mr. Zhao is here."
My heart is nonsense, Mr. Zhao has stood in front of the young master, can the young master not know that he is coming?
"Mr. Zhao" arched his hand to Ben Xianjun, politely said: "Boldly come to worship, Tang suddenly admitted to the hospital, the three sons are strange." I also had to follow the arch, "Mr. Zhao is polite, and today I can get a gentleman, I can't ask for it."
Hengwen came here today, and he must have been curious to see Tianshu Xingjun.
Ben Xianjun waved the waiter's people back. Sure enough, Hengwen pretended to have a slightly puzzled look. Of course he went to see Mu Ruoyan. Mu Ruoyan stood up, and I coughed again, "Ruo Yan, this It ’s Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao, this is ... "
Heng Wenke politely bowed to Tianshu: "Under Zhao Heng, it's the curtain of the Wang Mansion. Only then did he break in, disturbing Yan Xing's chess, and Wang Yanzi's strangeness." A pair of smiling eyes stared at Tian pivot.
Mu Ruoyan bowed his hand again and said: "Mr. Zhao is polite. If the son does not give up, just call it directly under Ruoyan. The two words of the son should be unbearable."
Hengwen saw that Tianshu was not malicious, but Tianshu's situation at this time, seeing outsiders can only pick up the bitter water in his heart. When the wind passed again, Mu Ruoyan coughed twice, and should have swallowed the rest of the cough, and then grudgingly smiled to Hengwen: "Slightly lost, I laughed."
Hengwen said: "It's a little trivial to find the third son, so I don't disturb the young son to rest." Pulling my sleeve secretly, I followed him for ten steps, whispering: "How come you come here. "
Hengwen said softly in my ear: "Nanming Emperor is here, right in the front yard."
Ben Xianjun was surprised, "Ah?" Hengwen said: "Hush. You have to pretend to the front yard without even knowing it. Tianshu's appearance is not good, you first let him rest in the bedroom for a while."
I turned around immediately, and Mu Ruoyan collected pieces at the stone table. I said: "You just go into the bedroom to read a book and rest for a while, let the next person clean up." Mu Ruoyan put down the chess piece and said: "I will take it away and do nothing, just like a waste person."
It is said that this is not a taste in the mind of this fairy monk, he had to be in the courtyard, and Hengwen and I hurried to the front yard.
On the way, I asked Hengwen: "The emperor Nanming was so bold that he went to the palace of Dongjun in the name of the general of Nanjun?"
Heng Wen smiled and said: "General Shan is obsessed and has a strategy, how can he do such a stupid thing, you will know after reading it."
The situation in the front yard shocked Ben Xianjun.
A dozen short-dressed people were listed on the open ground. The head of the inner court was behind him, twisting the goat's beard with one hand, and pacing back and forth in front of these people.
Those dozens of people were the newly selected family members of the Eastern House.
One of them, Wei An, dressed in ragged shirts and trousers and wearing espadrille shoes, Nan Sheng Emperor Shan Sheng Ling'er.
Ben Xianjun had imagined that there were countless cases of Shan Shengling infiltrating into the East Mansion, and Mingge Lao Er told me that he was robbing Tianshu at midnight. Overturning the wall, breaking the door, drilling the dog hole, exerting light power, falling on the roof, and drifting down ... All kinds of thoughts may have been thought, but he never expected that he would sell his home in the sunny day and enter the palace of Dongjun.
Emperor Nanming really loved Jade Emperor.
The fairy fairy sighed.
The emperor of Nanming entered the market in this way, and the chief of the Dongjun Palace took him in.
How long are the eyes of the general manager of the palace?
Shan Shengling did not differ much from him when he was the emperor of Nanming. With a height of more than eight feet, he has a body, two obliquely flying lacquered eyebrows, and a pair of brilliant eagle eyes. Despite the dusty head like a bird's nest, standing in this group of people is still like a wild boar in a lean pig herd. How could such a person be a servant.
Is it because of fate arrangement?
The manager took out the roster and began to record points. Ben Xianjun walked slowly past, the director immediately bowed his hands and said: "Three sons Gui'an."
Three sons and one exit, Shan Shengling's two knife-like eyes immediately cut to Ben Xianjun. I just didn't see it, nodded and said, "Are all new family members?"
The general manager answered that Ben Xianjun walked in front of everyone, pretending to be one by one, walking to Shan Shengling, wandering around for a moment, only doing a look, thinking in his mind. Nanming fell into the hands of Ben Xianjun, and in order to live up to the Jade Emperor, Ben Xianjun sent him to do some errands, so that he could see Tianshu but could not touch it, and both suffered.
The chopping firewood and fire janitor can't usually enter the Hanyuan. Nanming is so powerful that he can't be a small man. After thinking about it, only one difference can make him enter our hospital.
After I pondered, I turned to the general duct on my side: "This person, let him pour out the night incense of the courtyards temporarily."
In the evening, Ben Xianjun hugged Tianshu Road, "Recently the weather is cold, I was sleeping with you."
In the early morning of the next day, I finished washing and pretended to go to the backyard to take a morning breath, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears flashing into the Heng Wen room, and let him put me in the face of Li Siming. Hengwen gladly did it, and then he and I returned to Hanyuan with pleasure, watching the excitement in the air.
Shan Shengling, dressed in Ding Xingtou, was counting Gong buckets at the corner of the courtyard. When he reached out to lift Gong buckets, he didn't intend to raise his head, just to see the weak thin figure under the corridor. He seemed to have turned sideways, and the moment his eyes met, the world solidified.
Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai met at the Loutai.