Zhao Dongting took Xu Fuxing and the girl in red dress back to the Guanchao Inn.

The servant was surprised to see that they were returning so soon and there was no trace of Mr. Geng.

Then I realized that this young master must have an extraordinary origin.

How could anyone who was usually brought to the social security by Mr. Geng, so how could it be so easy to come out?

This made him even more polite to Zhao Dongting, and he also directly gave Geng Yanei's room to Zhao Dongting.

Of course, Zhao Dongting was not stingy with the rewards.

The girl in the red dress was still concerned about the matter of "Zhao Dongting". She asked at the entrance of Guanchao Inn, "Don't you take me to your house to meet that brother?"

Zhao Dongting smiled and said, "What's the hurry? It's not too late to go again after watching the Courtesan Conference..."                                                                                                               �

Although it is not all night long, the lively atmosphere will always last until the second half of the night.

Of course, the girl in the red dress was embarrassed to ask Zhao Dongting and others to stop watching the courtesan conference because of her own affairs, so she could only follow them upstairs.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhao Dongting reached out to wipe it on his face.

Not to mention that the dough that is as thin as a cicada's wing, but is just about the thickness of the dumpling skin, he pinched it in his hand.

The girl in the red dress turned her head and saw Zhao Dongting's face, dumbfounded, "You, you..." Zhao Dongting smiled and said, "Don't be fine, little girl..." Xu Fuxing knocked on the ground with the opportunity, "Xu Fuxing, the old soldier in the front of the palace, kowtowed to the emperor, long live the emperor..." He had actually long thought about whether the man in front of him who was surrounded by all the beauty and calm in the social security office would be the current emperor.

Only Zhao Dongting's little yellow party commented on his doubts was resolved.

And now I finally realized that the emperor had such magical means.

Although he had voluntarily given up the opportunity to enter the palace to meet Zhao Dongting, he was still a little excited to see Zhao Dongting close at hand.

He had never been so close to Zhao Dongting before, and had seen Zhao Dongting many times, but he just watched from afar.

Before he finished calling, he was helped up by Zhao Dongting, "Don't give me a gift!"

The girl in red dress looked extremely surprised, "You, you are the emperor..." As Xu Fuxing pulled her sleeve twice, she reacted and quickly knelt on the ground, "Minister girl, Cao Pillow Mat, kowtow to the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then smiled: "Pillow mat?

Who gave you this name?"

He simply thought the name was interesting because pillows were pillows and bamboo mats in this era.

Where can a girl give such a name?

Cao Zhengma still knelt on the ground and replied timidly: "This is the name given to me by grandpa. If you say that the name is cheap, you can support people."

"Oh..." Zhao Dongting nodded slightly, thinking to himself that the old man who played the erhu should be somewhat educated.

There are countless names like "Getting a Bad" in this era, including Ergou, Erdan, Gouwa, Dogliu, etc. Names like pillows are really a white lotus that is not stained with mud.

He raised his hand and signaled Cao Zheng to get up and asked with a smile: "What do you want to see me?"

Cao Zhengwu stammered but couldn't answer.

Xu Fuxing said next to him: "Your Majesty, actually I just want to see if you are doing well.

This girl always remembered your kindness to her in her heart and never dared to forget it.”

Zhao Dongting smiled even more strongly and said to Cao Zhenmao: "Compared with your righteous deeds and Senior Xu at the foot of Hengshan, what are the silver I gave you at the beginning?"

He was just a sudden feeling of compassion. He said that he was really incomparable to the simple kindness of Xu Fuxing and Cao Zhenwei.

Cao's pillow seemed to have to be brave enough, and finally raised his head, "Can the folk girl play another song for the emperor?"

Zhao Dongting was a little surprised and would not refuse.

Cao Zhengma lowered his head and walked out.

...                                                                                                                               

As the left minister of the Ministry of Justice of the current dynasty, Geng Jianbi was able to enjoy the mansion specially arranged by the court.

Although it is not among the closest to the palace, it is already a privilege.

Nothing unexpectedly here is much quieter than the inner city and the outer city.

Apart from the night patrolmen on the streets paved with bluestone, there are almost only carriages coming and going.

Every household has a high-gate courtyard, and there is a pair of stone carvings of big lions in front of the door to protect the house.

When Mr. Geng and his two entourages rushed into the house, they happened to encounter a man in a green robe and straight body coming out from inside.

The man looked indifferent, but for some reason, when he was passing by Mr. Geng, he suddenly looked at Mr. Geng deeply, and there was a slight teasing look in his eyes.

This made Mr. Geng confused and muttered in his heart, "Who is this person?"

When he ran to the main hall of his home, he found that his grandfather, who was just talking nonsense at home, had not yet gone to bed for the first time.

Geng Jianbi's physical condition has gradually become worse than before in recent years, so he has paid more and more attention to health care and sleeps on time almost every day.

Seeing him sitting in the main hall in his nightgown and his father was accompanying him, Mr. Geng said blankly: "Grandpa, father, why are you..."                                                                                                           �

As soon as he spoke, Geng Jianbi, who was sitting in the main seat, had already slapped the teacup in his hand on the table.

Some tea was overflowing from the cup.

Mr. Geng knelt on the ground and was almost scared to pee.

He knew that his grandfather was studying the word "controlling anger" recently, and he really didn't know what he had done to make his grandfather, who had some skills in controlling anger, so angry.

Don't dare to ask.

Geng Jianbi's face was a little pale, and his hands were trembling, "You dare to do something to force a robbery of a civilian girl in the street!"

Mr. Geng instantly understood what was going on, and then hurriedly shouted: "Grandpa, it's unfair. Grandpa has never done such a thing that is unrighteous!"

He thought it was the constable who reported the news and said something in front of his grandfather, and he thought in his heart that he would have to deal with that invisible guy in the future.

"You have to argue!"

Geng Jianbi was even more angry, "You brought others to Yanhe Street Social Security Station, not to use your power to suppress others, but to do what you want to do?"

"This..." Mr. Geng was a little anxious and his eyes rolled around twice, and he shouted: "They are all going to attack his grandson. Can't his grandson report to the official?"

"Report to the official?"

Geng Jianbi wanted to strangle the guy in front of him to death, and said, "Even if he kills you, you can't report to the official!"

If this guy wasn't his only grandson, he would have kicked him out long ago, "Get back to the room to pack up your things. I'll arrange someone to take you to the front line Marshal Yue's position to practice."

"ah?"

Mr. Geng was stunned, and then burst into tears half-true and half-fake. While crying, he opened his eyes and looked at the faces of his grandfather and father, "Grandpa, you want your grandson to die. Your grandson cannot carry his shoulders and hands. Going to the front line is not going to die... If I die outside, who will continue the incense in our Geng family in the future..."                                                                                                                                                                                                            �

Geng Jianbi snorted heavily, "It's useless to cry with me. This is an imperial edict, and the emperor asked you to go!"
Chapter completed!