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Zhaoyi Palace, the side hall of the bedroom, bathing pool.

In Yuchi, mandarin ducks play in the water, and a collision occurs in the water, like a striking wave slamming on the shore.

After a while, the wind was calm. Liu Meier and Liu Qingqing lay lightly beside the bathhouse, their cheeks were flushed and satisfied, and their delicate body was stained with white dew.

"Crazy." Zhao Wujiang stepped out of the bathtub and began to wipe it and prepare to wear clothes.

The empress's eyes dodged, her mind was full of the fierce fighting just now flashing. When she thought of the hideous object holding her head, she spat in secret.

Zhao Wujiang dressed neatly, walked straight to the empress and teased softly:

"Have you seen enough? I haven't seen enough and went back to see it."

The empress glared at him angrily, and suddenly shed all kinds of charm:

"I think you don't know the superiority and inferiority!"

"You can do it if you want to be there." Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly, and the two of them walked back to the Yangxin Palace.

"Bah!" The empress couldn't help but think of the scene where Liu Meier's soft and boneless waist twisted on Zhao Wujiang's body, and her face suddenly became ashamed and annoyed:

"It's only good at verbalizing!"

Zhao Wujiang hugged the back of his head and said leisurely:

"You and I can also argue with each other. Maybe I will lose to you. Should I try it?"

The empress was discouraged. Facing Zhao Wujiang who kept hitting snakes and sticking, she was embarrassed and had to deal with it silently.

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The next day it was dawn.

Zhao Wujiang got up early in the morning to practice martial arts, feeling the vitality of vitality, and spiritual energy entered his body one after another.

After warming up with the practice, he began to refine the true energy from Long Yinwei yesterday. As he refined, he felt that his cultivation was slowly growing, and he felt that he could really kill a cow with one punch.

Jia Er San also sent news. Someone in the Secretariat had roughly interpreted the strange words he sent. Those words should come from Miaoman in southern Xinjiang, but for the specific reason, there is still a large number of ancient books to check.

Daxia and the Miao Man in southern Xinjiang have never established diplomatic relations, and there are even fewer records in literature, and even fewer people can recognize the Miao Man's writings, which is rare.

Some of the soldiers in the southern border should be able to recognize the writings of Miaoman in the southern border, but the southern border is too far from Kyoto, so people from the Secretariat cannot come to visit them, so they can only read ancient books and search.

After hearing this, Zhao Wujiang nodded. Only by finding the source of the text is a good beginning.

Since Zhang Tuizhi, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, used this kind of written record specifically, it was supposed to be to prevent the account book from being leaked and increase its confidentiality or to collude with southern Xinjiang.

No matter which one it is, the things recorded in the account book are definitely not simple.

Zhao Wujiang began to prepare elixirs as a gift to go to Liu Mansion to attend the banquet at noon today. He also specifically emphasized the bet to the empress, and the only thing he received was the empress's sneer, and he asked him to sit and wait for his death to deal with it at will.

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At the end of the Si period, Zhao Wujiang brought two old servants, Jia Er San and Jia Yijiu, to the banquet.

He took off his official uniform and changed into brocade clothes. He was still black and looked like ink. His cuffs were embroidered with silver and white peonies, his belt was inlaid with white jade, and his jade had small holes, totaling nine pieces.

His long hair is like a waterfall, and his hair is tied up by a jade crown, and he is inserted into a wooden hairpin.

The whole person looked so majestic, especially the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, which added a bit more graceful.

Jia Shijiu also took off his face and showed his true face. Compared with Jia Shijiu's kind eyes, Jia Shijiu's face is even more ferocious. There is a long and deep scar on his cheek, which has spread from the corner of his left eye to the right chin.

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The carriage was parked at the gate of Liu Mansion, and the servants of Liu Mansion respectfully stepped forward to lead the horse to park the car.

Zhao Wujiang and two old servants stepped into the gate, and the noise immediately came to his face.

There are rockery in Liu Mansion, surrounded by green trees, and a stream passing by the mansion, winding and winding and unknown where it spreads.

Zhao Wujiang first walked through the corridor, and there were young young ladies chatting with each other on both sides of the corridor.

Zhao Wujiang's appearance immediately caused a wave of charming spirits and swallows. Many officials who were waiting to be named were amazed at Zhao Wujiang's handsomeness and extraordinary temperament.

Many young masters and young masters watched Zhao Wujiang pass by coldly, sneering in their hearts. What's the use of being handsome? What is power?

On the other end of the corridor, Liu Feng, dressed in white, was coming quickly. When he saw Zhao Wujiang at the corner, his cheeks immediately surged with joy. Before he could get close, he clasped his fists and bowed:

"Zhao Da...Brother Zhao!"

Seeing that Zhao Wujiang was wearing leisurely clothes, he did not respect Lord Zhao anymore, but instead called him Brother Zhao.

"Brother Zhao, I'm not welcome." Liu Feng walked quickly, with an extremely respectful expression:

"Brother Zhao, please come inside."

Zhao Wujiang nodded.

Liu Feng respectfully guided the way forward. Since he offended Zhao Wujiang last time, he was scolded by his sister, uncle and grandfather one after another. He realized that Zhao Wujiang's future is expected and cannot be provoked. Just now, he heard from his subordinates that Lord Zhao has arrived, so he hurriedly came from the inner room.

Run out.

The young men and women talking on both sides of the corridor were shocked. Who is this handsome man named Zhao? Why can Lord Liu’s precious grandson come to greet him in person?
Chapter completed!