Outside the Wumen Gate of the capital, just dawn, there were already full of civil and military officials waiting to go to court. At the hour of Mao, Wufeng Tower on the Wumen Gate knocked on the first drum, and the left and right trunk doors were opened, and the second drum sounded. Two teams of large inner guards with distinctive armor came out from the left and right trunk doors and were neatly arranged on both sides of the door. The third drum sounded, civil and military officials lined up according to their ranks and entered one after another. After entering the Wumen Gate, they stood neatly south of Jinshui Bridge, waiting for the eunuchs to whip to court. Yang Muyun wore a seven-liang crown, a red silk shirt, and an ivory tulle in his hand, standing at the head of the ministers, looking down on all directions.

The eunuchs whip with six sounds, and all civil and military officials crossed the bridge in order until before the Danbi of Fengtianmen, the civil and military officials were on the left and the military officials were on the right. The two teams stood opposite each other, standing on both sides of the imperial road, waiting for the emperor to arrive.

The emperor entered the Fengtian Hall with his chariot, and the Shao music was played. The emperor sat on the dragon throne. The eunuch in charge of the Honglu Temple shouted to enter the class and the civil and military officials entered the hall, performing the ceremony of kneeling and kowtowing three times, and shouting long live long live long. After the ceremony, they were placed on both sides. At this time, the eunuch in charge of the seal of the Ministry of Li read out the imperial edict: "From the heaven, the emperor's imperial edict said:... Yang Muyun is loyal to the country, to relieve chaos and danger, to eat and wear food and clothing, to turn the tide outside the middle, and to turn the tide down. He is the most successful person in the building. He is specially awarded the Grand Secretary of the Huangji Hall, the Prince's Prince, the Shangzhu Kingdom, and the First Class Duke of Anguo. He is given a python robe. I am honoring this!" Yang Muyun knelt down and kowtowed: "Long live long live long live long... I thank the Lord for his kindness!" He stood up to receive the imperial edict.

At this time, the emperor's voice came: "My dear! Come forward and let me see you."

"Yes!" Yang Muyun walked up to Danbao step by step. The emperor's voice was so familiar...

"My dear, please raise your head!"

"Yes!" The moment Yang Muyun raised his head, he felt like he was hit by lightning, and his whole body was trembling.

"Love, what's wrong with you?" The emperor's voice was a little unhappy.

"Emperor, Emperor...you, you..." Yang Muyun widened his eyes and saw his master sitting on the dragon throne in a dragon robe.

"Love, what's wrong with your clothes?" The emperor's eyes shot a sharp look.

"My clothes?" Yang Muyun looked down and saw that his big red official robe seemed to have been soaked in blood. The dripping blood dripped down the robe. He felt dizzy. When he looked at the emperor again, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Majesty, no, Master, I'm not..."

Before he finished speaking, the emperor shouted angrily: "What a loyal minister from the country, he dyed his official robes red with the blood of others. The person who came took off his robe and laces for me and pushed him out of the Meridian Gate to behead him!"

"Master, I didn't mean to betray you. I have my own difficulties. Emperor, the emperor, I am wronged, I am wronged!"

But no one listened to his injustice. In the cold eyes of the court, he was tied up and pushed out of the Meridian Gate. A knife flashed, blood splattered, and a head rolled into dust...

"Ah..." Yang Muyun sat up, and the bed curtain swayed slightly. The sound of rain outside still remained.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" A woman's voice rang in her ear.

Yang Muyun looked to her side with cold sweat, and what caught her eye was an extremely beautiful and beautiful face.

Is it Ning Xin? How could she be in my bed?

With a "click", Ning Xin lit the candles in the ground, and the room was shining brightly.

Yang Muyun looked at her again and it was indeed Ning Xin. She was wearing milky white underwear and underwear. Two playful small suspenders under her snow-white neck streaked out a round pearl shoulder. The pink and white strapless breasts squeezed out a tempting snow mark on the bulging breasts like doves. The two snow-white arms that looked like tender lotus roots were hanging on the small waist that was as thin as a water snake. Under the round buttocks were naked, a pair of snow-white thighs were shining with moist luster under the candlelight, and the ankles that shone on the shoes were round and beautiful.

Ning Xin slim waist, after lit the candle, her half-naked seductive body returned to the bed. Her soft and white little hands touched Yang Muyun's forehead: "Master, you have a nightmare." Yang Muyun held her hand and left her forehead and asked: "When is it now?" Ning Xin's face turned red and said: "It's Yin time, Master, it's still early!" Yang Muyun nodded and said: "Why are you here?" Ning Xin's beautiful eyes drooped, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito, "Miss is afraid that the master will not sleep well alone, so she lets her maid serve the master."

"Aren't you the personal maid next to my mother-in-law?"

"Mrs. asked me to serve the lady...and, and the master." Her face blushed to the ground. This was the first time she had been on a man's bed. She was very nervous and didn't know what would happen. She could only wait quietly. After he fell asleep, she dared to quietly lie beside him in his clothes. Slowly, when she was no longer nervous, she took off her clothes one by one.

"Oh, you put on your clothes and get up." Yang Muyun understood.

"Do you don't like me?" Ning Xin looked a little disappointed, and her heart was jumping like a little rabbit.

"I can't sleep anymore, bring my bags and boxes."

The bag and box were placed on the bedside table. Ning Xin put on her clothes, came to the table, and asked, "Master, can you open it with a maid?"

"No." Yang Muyun saw her at a loss and said, "Please help me comb my hair!"

Yang Muyun changed into a gray tight-fitting outfit, put on a sleeve arrow, wore a waist knife, put on a waist card, and then said to Ning Xin: "Please pack up the rest of the things I have left, don't let others know."

"Yes, Master." Seeing Yang Muyun turn around and want to leave, he hurriedly said, "Master, wait." He weighed another gray bag and handed it to Yang Muyun: "This is what the lady asked me to give it to you. There are a few pieces of change clothes and a thousand taels of silver notes. The silver notes can only be exchanged into silver in the shop opened by the Zhou family in Jinling."

"One thousand taels? What a big deal. This money is enough to buy 100 acres of good paddy fields in Huzhou." He glanced at Ning Xin: "Do you know I'm going to Jinling?"

"No, the lady just asked the maid to tell the master where to pay the money?" Ning Xin quickly explained.

"I'm going to Jinling. There may be some time. Will you tell others?"

"No, I will never tell anyone."

"What do you like? I bought it there and brought it back to you."

"Maid, maid doesn't dare..."

"You and I have already shared the same bed and bring something to our women. Why are you shy about?"

Ning Xin blushed, looked at him, biting her light red cherry lips: "The master has already bought it, and the maid you bought likes."

Huzhou, Ximen, before dawn, the rain was still heavy, the gatekeeper yawned, and a soldier suddenly pointed at the front: "Sir, someone is here."

"Are you dazzled? It's dark and it's raining again, and the ghost is back."

As he was speaking, a man wearing a straw hat came to him instantly. The gatekeeper opened his mouth wide: "Who are you? You can only open the door at dawn. Don't you know?"

A brass waist-plate was almost slapped on his face, and a low voice shouted: "Do you want to stop the case of the Jinyiwei?"

"Ah? Sir, you, wait." The gatekeeper shouted at the soldiers guarding the gate: "Why don't you open the city gate?"

You can already see the lights of the station. Before dawn, Yang Muyun felt a sense of relief: It was still half an hour away from Mao, and it seemed that it would not be too late. Some thoughts in his heart couldn't help but surge. He didn't want to join the Jinyiwei, but the actual situation was involuntary. Otherwise, what would happen to their Yang family and the Zhou family? You can't think of it. Yang Muyun tightened his collar. When he went out, he looked at Ning Xin's happy and shy look. He felt a warm feeling in his heart. They did nothing, although they were on the same bed. But this did not affect her becoming her own woman, just like Su Yue. He didn't know much about this kind of practice in wealthy families, which was different from that of civilian families. The lady of wealthy families had a very generous dowry when she got married, and there was a mansion and precious

Items, even some industries, and... dowry maids. When the lady gets married and becomes someone else's wife, the dowry maids will automatically become concubines. Of course, if the lady's husband does not refuse, Yang Muyun did not refuse, but did not touch them. He did not even touch Zhou Mengnan. It was not that these girls were not beautiful and charming, but... He sighed: The master taught him very well, and his progress was also very fast, but one of the weaknesses is that he cannot get close to women before the martial arts breaks through the entrance, otherwise it will be difficult to make any progress again, and it may be greatly reduced. He has practiced to the eighth level of martial arts, and he does not want to fail. When he breaks through the ninth level, it will be fine. By that time... Yang Muyun showed a wicked smile on his lips.

When he arrived at the gate of the inn, he saw that the gate was open and no one was guarding the door. Yang Muyun quickly entered the courtyard until the outer hall. In the hall, five people wearing the same gray uniform as him stood in two rows. They stood upright without saying a word, and even Yang Muyun didn't look at him when he came in. Yang Muyun silently took off his straw raincoat and hat, hung it on the wall at the door, tidied up his clothes, held a sword in his right hand, and stood in the second person in the left head. The rain continued to rain, and people in the same gray uniform as them hurried in, standing quietly in their position, without saying a word. As the hour of Mao approached, there were already ten people in the hall, standing quietly in two rows.

At the hour of Mao, the morning light was dim. With a creaking sound, a carriage stopped in the yard. At the point where the curtain was lifted, He Qixiu was wearing a white dress and walked in quickly, followed by two guards in gray dress. He Qixiu walked through everyone and walked towards the backyard, without a single nonsense: "Go!"

There were more than a dozen horses tied in the backyard, and the rain was much lighter. The group of people were all in straw raincoats and hats. He Qixiu stepped on a white horse and rushed out of the back door of the post station first. Two personal guards followed closely behind. The ten people behind also chose horses and rode out one after another. Yang Muyun chose a chestnut horse. He had never ridden a horse, but those who had practiced martial arts were all agile. He rode on it and shook the reins of the horse. The horse neighed a long time, and did not run around, and followed the team to tap. The thirteen people disappeared into the vast rain...

At the time of the year, it was already bright and it was drizzling in the sky. A carriage left Huzhou and drove towards Nanxun Town. Following him, several servants rushed to a truck pulling gifts, with a layer of oil cloth covered with it.

Inside the carriage...

"When will my husband set out?" Zhou Mengnan asked.

"Just after Yin hour, Miss." Ning Xin replied.

"He set out so early, it was raining and it was difficult to walk on the road. If he rode a horse, he didn't know if he could arrive in the evening."

"Have you given everything?" Then I asked suddenly.

"Yes, Miss, you have told the master all you have told me."

"Did he say he wanted to bring you what you like?" Zhou Mengnan's eyes showed an indescribable smile.

Ning Xin's long eyelashes covered her eyes, and two redness rose on her snow-white cheeks.

Although there is no answer, there is no need to ask.

Zhou Mengnan smiled and turned her eyes to Su Yue, whose face was a little unnatural: "Don't worry, my husband will bring you a gift."

Ai Lianzhuang, Zhou Mansion.

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"Hmph!" Zhou Daguan Ren let out a heavy breath from his nostrils, and looked at his daughter unhappily.

"Is your husband so busy? He doesn't even have time to go to the door once?"

"Dad, let's not talk about this for now. Our business in Nandu and Hangzhou has increased by more than 30% this month! Let me tell you a good talk."

Looking at the departure of the Grand Master Zhou and the Miss, Ning Xin secretly breathed a sigh of relief: He knew that Mr. Zhou was interested in him, and that a maid could be the concubine of the Zhou family was the best destination for a servant. But when she thought of Grand Master Zhou's age older than her father, she felt trembling. She couldn't imagine the scene of facing an old man in his forties and fifties alone, which was a nightmare for a teenage girl. Her current man was the lady's husband, and he was gentle and handsome, very polite to him, and did not force herself... She looked at her wife gratefully.

Zhou Daguanren’s study room,

"You said my son-in-law is the Jinyiwei?"

"Yes, dad, and my husband said that the Jinyiwei already knows why you want to marry your daughter?"

"Oh? Then what do he want?" Zhou Daguanren's eyes were full of energy.

"Dad, the imperial envoy has returned from Yangzhou. This matter has been over, so you don't have to worry."

"He is very capable, can this matter be suppressed?"

"At least no official mission has come to you yet. It seems that what my husband said is true."

"What about him now? He is not going to handle the case, right?"

"Dad said it's right. He went to another place to do business."

The official Zhou Dashen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, since he is not at home, then you can stay here for a few more days!"
Chapter completed!