murderous look?

Qingyan was very puzzled: Uncle Bai is really feeling bad. Although Qingyan’s martial arts skills are mediocre, he can still sense murderous aura, but I didn’t feel anything unusual.

Maybe it’s true as the prince said, but it’s a bit inappropriate for us to be in this densely populated area. Why not be here today? Bai Yi looked at it deeply and turned around.

Walking out of Xifang slowly, Qingyan asked curiously: Uncle Bai, who is Shangguan Feiyan’s father? Why did he see that servant so scared?

Shangguan Feiyan's father is Shangguan Bailu, the owner of Fengmanlou, and was named Junyun Hou.

Another brand new name, Qingyan's curiosity was caught up again: Uncle Bai, tell me, where is Fengmanlou, and what ability does this Zongyun Hou Shangguan Bailu have?

Seeing Qingyan like this, Bai Yi had long been accustomed to it. He had no idea how many questions he had asked during these days. Then he smiled and said: Fengmanlou is in our Nanzhao, especially Jinling City, which is not a secret, but only a few people know the essence of Fengmanlou.

Fengmanlou is a court yamen directly under the jurisdiction of Emperor Nanzhao. The yamen on the surface is located in the north of Jinling City, but no one knows whether there is a secret stronghold behind it. Zongyun Hou Shangguan Bailu is the highest leader of Fengmanlou, with twenty-four commanders under his jurisdiction. However, it is said that few of these twenty-four people can be seen, and these are known.

It is unknown how many subordinates are there.

What is its standard of conduct? It is unknown.

The specific permissions are unknown.

As for why the servant was so afraid of Shangguan Bailu, it was because of rumors that Shangguan Bailu had done countless dirty things secretly for His Majesty. The people who were killed could be lined up from Jubao Gate, the southernmost part of Jinling to Xuanwu Lake in the north of the city.

Hearing this, Qingyan said in confusion: Then Fengmanlou is like a hawk in the court?

Judging from the humble position, Feng Manlou should not be targeting his own people, but the two northern congresses have more. Bai Yi gave his own opinion.

Uncle Bai's Yishan was attacked.

Grandma, although it is inevitable that some sluts will encounter, she cannot put her mentor's last wish aside because of caution. Grandma still hopes that her grandmother will be kind, and grandma promises to return to the palace within five days. Qingyan looked earnest.

It’s not that my grandmother doesn’t agree to you, it’s that your identity does not allow you to show up in public. Do you know how many people don’t want to see you, the King of Cheng? How many people are looking forward to your death. The grandmother still looked firm when she saw Qingyan, so she could only compromise and said: Let’s do this, when the weather gets warmer and the road is easier to walk, you will be allowed to go to Putuo Mountain. How do you think?

Of course, Qingyan knew in his heart that what his grandmother said was very reasonable, but if he dragged on this, he didn't know when he could go to Putuo Mountain, so he used a move to retreat as an advance. When he heard that he agreed to go in spring, he stood up and rubbed his grandmother's shoulders: Thank you, grandmother, you are the most reasonable.

Bad brat, do you know what bad water you are holding on to when you are grandmother? The lady smiled kindly: But it is indeed because of the Dharma-wise monk that these subsequent things happened and finally brought you back to your home. If you don’t let you go, it would be a bit unkind.

Qingyan nodded: I don’t know how long the deadline my uncle agreed with him is. It’s all my fault that I was dedicated to practicing swords and actually threw these important things away.

(I am a dividing line)

New Year's Eve, also known as the New Year's Eve, is the last night at the end of the year. Even the wanderers who are wandering far away will rush home to reunite with their families, bid farewell to the old year with the sound of firecrackers and welcome the New Year.

Qingyan cherishes the first New Year's Eve he spent in the royal palace very much. Although he has not reunited with his relatives in the past ten years, Qingyan feels that this strong and hot family affection is not too late or too late at any time.

The servants had already dressed up the royal palace in a joyous manner. Even Bai Yi was not only happy, but also was infected by this strong atmosphere of celebration.

At the gate, they personally posted couplets and hung lanterns. The two of them looked at each other and were immersed in joy.

During the New Year’s Eve dinner, the grandmother gave each of them a big red envelope, and then Qingyan gave the gifts he had prepared to the former and Zhao Linger.

Both were very happy. The lady immediately replaced the wooden hairpin on her head, and Zhao Ling'er couldn't put it down and tied Cai Ling around her waist.

But because the wife was too old to stay up to the age of 1980s, she went back early to rest.

At this time, Qingyan and Zhao Ling'er were sitting on the roof and looking at the stars in the sky, speechless for a moment.

When a meteor passed by, Zhao Ling'er said happily: Brother! Look, look, look!

Qingyan put his coat on his sister's shoulder and smiled and said: I saw it, it's just a meteor. What's the point of making a fuss? It's always like a child. You'll be one year older after tonight.

Brother, do you think your father and mother can see this meteor at this time? Zhao Ling'er didn't care about Qingyan's jokes and looked at the night sky in a daze.

Looking up, Qingyan sighed: Maybe, but no matter whether they can see it or not, as long as they are safe.

After the two were silent for a long time, Zhao Ling'er suddenly smiled and said: I almost forgot about this. My grandmother told us not to endure it too late, otherwise we would lose our energy tomorrow morning.

Grandma means, will guests come tomorrow morning?

Not stupid. Although fewer and fewer people have visited the mansion on the first day of the Lunar New Year in recent years, the news that you and Guan Benbian have spread throughout Jinling a long time ago, and I guess there will be many people tomorrow.

(I am a dividing line)

After verifying Zhao Ling'er's prediction, early the next morning, Qingyan personally opened the mansion door and saw that the bluestone road outside the door was full of various carriages.

When the people who were venturing outside the door saw the door open, they quickly returned to their master's carriage to report.

For a moment, the people in the carriage jumped down in fear, fearing that they would fall.

Seeing this, Qingyan was also nervous and quickly said to Bai Yi beside him: Uncle Bai, please greet him first. After that, he ran back quickly.

As the saying goes, if you can hide, you can't hide, you can't hide, and if you can't hide, some people with a slightly lower status, you can still let Bai Yi deal with it. However, some officials in the court are not welcomed by Bai Yi after all, so before Qingyan could hide for a while, he received a summon from the Grandma.

When I entered the main hall, I saw the Madam sitting at the head. Except for a chair beside him, the other chairs on both sides were already seated.

Qing Yan hugged everyone and smiled and said, "You guys come to the mansion, it's so bright." After saying that, he sat on the chair beside the lady.

Qingyan, it’s the first time you’ve seen these elders, so my grandmother will introduce you to you.

The visitors were the Chief Auxiliary Xiao Guangpingzhang, the political affairs of Zhuge Muyun, the Minister of Revenue, Pan Ze, the Minister of Rites, Ye Xichun, the Minister of Dali Temple, Chai Shirong.

During this period, Bai Yi had already told Qingyan all the officials in the court, so when he heard these thunderous official ranks and names, Qingyan couldn't help but sigh that he had no real power. Otherwise, if these officials were visiting the mansion together, the emperor would not have been scared to death.

Qingyan stood up and saluted everyone one by one, and said with a smile: Uncles and uncles, since you have thanked you for your humble house, and Qingyan has no official status now, I would like to pay my respects to you as a junior.

Neither humble nor arrogant, and be smooth in dealing with things.

Everyone also gave comments on Qingyan in their hearts, and the grandmother even smiled at her grandson's performance.

In theory, Xiao Guang, the chief minister with the largest official rank, looked in his fifties and smiled with a full heart: What a prince who is shoulder to shoulder, he deserves to be Xuan Ce's son, the old lady. It seems that your grandson's achievements will be limitless in the future.
Chapter completed!