Chapter 54: A great leisure time in Lin'an, Southern Song Dynasty! No one will refuse.

"Whose house is this good one?" Yang Jun looked stupid and drooling, his eyes searched the four girls in an inch while asking casually.

"Early, he was the editor of the Privy Council, and later, Lord Hu had a grudge against the Prime Minister. He was demoted to Zhaozhou the year before yesterday. I don't know if he died. Don't worry, no one dared to argue with you in this house!" Qin Ju said respectfully, without any arrogance, but it was interesting in this sentence.

"Princess? Who is the prime minister?" Yang Jun pretended to be stupid to the end.

"Master Yang!" Qin Ju was stunned for a moment: "Isn't there only one prime minister in this world? Who else is there except the current right servant, who is the Minister of the Secretariat and the Minister of the Secretariat? "

Yang Jun then asked with a chuckle: "Did this house become Prime Minister Qin later?"

Qin Ju's face changed: "No, the prime minister would not come to live in such a place. The eldest son lived for a few days when he was free. The villain was cautious. The house was still clean. Master Yang saw that there was anything wrong with it?"

"It's very good, very good! So, the emperor gave the title and actually asked Qin Xiang to give him a house. Why is Yang so embarrassed?" Yang Jun smiled and waved his hand: "It's tiring to stand. Everyone is gone. If you have any questions, let Old Qin notify everyone!"

"Thank you!"

A group of people bowed and scattered, and there was nothing to be busy. Anyway, Yang Jun was the only one here, and the others were very familiar with each other, and everyone had a clue what to do. Only those beautiful maids were still standing at the door, looking at each other, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

"These guys?..." Master Yang touched his cheeks and swallowed vigorously. He heard the yard with a "guru" sound. The faces of the beauties changed. Qin Ju then saw a smile: "Master Yang doesn't know that the villain is just guarding this house with these people, and repairing them from time to time. These girls are usually from the Prime Minister Qin's mansion. They only come here at noon today. The Prime Minister said that he will serve Master Yang in the future. He is lonely without a beauty!"

"Hahaha!" Yang Jun laughed dryly, feeling that the sincerity in the laughter was not enough. He quickly brewed his emotions and sighed with gratitude: "The Prime Minister is worthy of the ministers of the country. Such a talent is a blessing for the Song Dynasty!"

Yan Xia looked like a pig brother. Not only did he think of himself as a talented person, but he also regarded this kind of welfare as an act of paying attention to talents.

Now it was Qin Jue's turn to laugh dryly.

Yang Jun cursed in his heart: "Ge, I'll send someone to watch me tightly, I can't sleep well at night, and there are undercover agents next to the pillow! Is it okay for people to live?"

"Old Qin! Mr. Yang, I am not a harsh master! Listen, look at this house with good care. I will not treat people badly. I will take the money to buy something on the street early in the morning and send it to the prime minister. It is just a little bit of Yang's intention. This gift from the prime minister..." Mr. Yang turned around and stared at the beauty, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned crooked: "Mr. Yang is disrespectful! Hahaha! Arrange accommodation for several girls first, and the master wants...hehehehehe!"

Now the beauties couldn't hold on their faces. Although they were mentally prepared, Yang Jun's voice and expression were very bad, which made the girls worry a lot.

That night, Mr. Yang brought two beautiful maids into the house and vented his gratitude and anger towards Qin Hui on the two little lambs. Of course, the fire brought by Roufu was indispensable. After all, Lao Yang is still a big man. He has been fighting on the battlefield for more than a month, and he has not even seen many women. He doesn't know how the original Yang Commander came. Anyway, Lao Yang couldn't hold it in. When he entered the city the day before, his eyes were already green. He thought of Lin'an brothels and killed everyone, but Qin Hui was so thoughtful that he would be polite.

By dawn, the Great Song Divine Spear had already fallen down. Before he died of sleep, he had never figured out which one should be named Chunmei and which one should be Qiuxiang.

"Master Yang! Master Yang! It's time to get up, you're going to get the Si Yingmao in front of the palace!"

Qin Ju's voice sounded in front of the window, making Yang Jun understand that although there is no alarm clock these days, he still has to go to work. When he got up, he saw the red on the bed, and felt compassionate. He kissed each of the two beauties whose tears were still there, and hurried to work.

But when he asked when he went to the front office of the Palace Office, Yang Jun completely relaxed.

"Master Yang! Oh! The Great Song Spear God! I heard that you almost picked Wu Shu last month! I admire you!" The young school on duty raised his big hunk: "This is your document to the front office of our palace. I came here yesterday. Our palace is even more powerful in the future! What?! Ying Mao? Well, there is such a thing, but the right army and the central army in the front office of our palace are fighting Wu Shu on the Huaihe River? If you want to talk about the left army, there is a left-behind governor, but if we don't suppress them, we must protect the army's governor, and the head of the palace's governor, Lord Yang, can you click your Mao! You always think, before the Jiedushi returns to the army, you will come here for ten days and half a month, so please remember it for you?"

As for the Ministry of Personnel, it is even simpler: "Mr. Yang, that's the case. Fenzhou is the territory of Taiyuan Prefecture. To be honest, it is also the land of the Song Dynasty. But now in the hands of the thieves, are you the Xuanfu envoy? That is the grace specially issued by the emperor. If the army heads north and defeats Yanyun, you may have to go to the Xuanchao court in Fenzhou to be kind and pacify the people of the Song Dynasty. But at this moment, you just need to receive your salary and do not need to manage affairs. In the early days, there might be refugees from Fenzhou, but now they will be gone."

The minister on duty should not take this small Fenzhou Xuanfu envoy, but this was clearly written by Qin Xiang, and he used imperial guards. In the past, even the minister of the main hall had to find someone to write for his writing. How could it be Qin Xiang's turn to write for him? In addition, the rumors that Yang Jun had been picking Wushu were in a state of turmoil in Lin'an City. He had never eaten pork, and had always seen pigs run away? With the words "Suan Master", the minister had to be careful.

Mr. Yang, who returned to Yang's mansion, understood that his authenticity was the "big leisure" of the Song Dynasty!

Damn! Be an idle person? Is there any technical content?!

Yang Jun laughed dryly in his "study room", but he didn't even remember how to mess around for a while.

"Oh! Isn't this Brother Li from Lord Wang's mansion? Why are you so polite?" Qin Ju's voice was sharp and loud. If it weren't for a beard, Yang Jun really suspected that he was the head of the Sili Supervisor.

"Brother Qin is polite. This is our master's intention. We made a special trip to ask the young man to come and visit Mr. Yang. I wonder if it is convenient now?" The person who came was quite polite.

"Old Qin, this one is..."

Mr. Yang's social life in Beijing kicked off like this.
Chapter completed!