In the tea room, Cao Yong and his sister Cao Jia talked about gossip again.

Because he had to go to Ma Mansion for a banquet, it was not good to go too late, Cao Yong took out his pocket watch and saw that the time was about the same, so he told his sister the reason to say goodbye and leave and come to visit again next time.

When Cao Jia heard that he was going to go to Malian Taoist's house to attend a banquet, he refused to let him go, so he asked Tingqin to send two people to the Ma family to pass on the message, and said that she would keep guests at the county prince's mansion and she would take her younger brother to visit her next day.

Cao Yong smiled bitterly. Isn’t this a bit of relying on his power to suppress others? Cao Jia saw what his younger brother was thinking and smiled with a pursed lips: “Ma Lian Taoism has been paying tribute to him in the past few days, but he has expressed the meaning of marriage. If it weren’t for the filial piety in the past two years, he would have been determined to pursue our family. Wouldn’t my younger brother be willing to accompany my sister, but instead rushed to visit my father-in-law?”

When Cao Yong saw that Cao Jia was arrogant and arrogant, he should not be right, nor did he refute him, but he could only smile without saying a word.

The sound of footsteps came from afar. After a while, someone asked with a crisp voice: "Is your sister-in-law here to entertain guests?" Then, a maid answered in a low voice.

When Cao Jia heard it in the room, there was a little smile on his lips and whispered to Cao Yong: "The girl who came is the prince's girl, she has a little indulgent personality, but she is kind-hearted."

As soon as Cao Jia finished speaking, a soft voice came out from outside: "Sister-in-law, Baoya is here!"

Cao Yong was a little curious and looked at the door. A petite figure walked in with the sound of speaking. He was dressed in a goose yellow flag dress, which looked as white as snow, and his eyes were big and full of agility.

Cao Yong was a little surprised. The cute little girl in front of him was completely different from the arrogant and rude princess she imagined. No matter what he thought, he still stood up. Although he knew what the following rules should be according to the rules, "Slave Cao Yong met the princess" or "Slave Cao Yong greeted the princess" and so on, he was not used to speaking in his mouth for a moment.

Baoya didn't know that Cao Yong was in a dilemma, so she walked up to him step by step, and looked at him with big eyes curiously.

Even if Cao Yong had a thick-skinned face, he felt uncomfortable being stared at like this. He coughed twice to remind the little girl to calm down.

Baoya widened her eyes, raised her hand, and wanted to touch Cao Yong's forehead: "Are you sick? Why are you coughing!"

Cao Yong turned his head slightly and avoided Baoya's little hand. He was speechless. This little girl was too unreasonable to play cards.

Baoya put down her hand and blinked her big eyes: "You are so good-looking, even more handsome than Liu Zidan from the Sanxi Class!"

Cao Yong first came to the capital, but he didn't know who Liu Zidan was, but Cao Jia knew it, and his face looked a little ugly.

When Baoya said it, he knew that he had made up his words. Even if he was praising others, he should not compare the actors and actors. She blushed and ran to Cao Jia, pulled Cao Jia's sleeve and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be upset, Baoya has made up his words. How can an actor named Liu compare with the brother of the Cao family!"

Cao Jia knew that this sister-in-law had a temper and was not interested, so she was very concerned about it. Although Cao Yong was indeed older than Baoya, she could not respond to her brother. Cao Yong would be a job in the capital in the future, and Baoya was also a person who didn't know the right way. If he called him out, it would be a picky person to the Cao family. Therefore, Cao Jia pulled Baoya and said, "You are about the same age. The brother and sister are so different. If they call each other, it would be better to get along with each other!"

Baoya has a valuable identity and has very few friends who interact with her daily life. She is very active and can’t play with her daughter in the boudoir. Those children under her will flatter her because of their status gap. No one dares to be her friend. Therefore, after hearing Cao Jia's words, Baoya nodded repeatedly: "Okay, it's better to be friends!"

Cao Yong glanced at his sister and arranged a child for himself in a blink of an eye. Did he want to work as an amateur part-time nanny? He thought that the princess had a big temper, but now he realized that he was innocent and too childish.

Baoya remembered the appointment with the Mongolian princess, and became depressed again. She looked at Cao Yong's mind and came up with an idea, and immediately asked, "Cao Yong, can you shoot arrows?"

Cao Jia knew about Baoya's fight and was unwilling to cause trouble. Before Cao Yong could reply, he said first: "Yong was weak since childhood, and he only knew how to shoot arrows. You should ask the prince to help and pick a few good archers from his barracks, and there will be some."

Baoya had a smile on her face and her eyes kept turning: "It doesn't matter if she can control her momentum, there are always other ways to win!"

Before the second moment, Prince Ping's Prince Nersu had not returned to the house, so he sent someone back and said that he was being mixed up with chores and could only return home after dinner. He asked the concubine to have a meal first, so he didn't wait for him to finish the meal.

After hearing this, Cao Jia said to Cao Yong with some guilt: "Your Majesty doesn't know that you are coming to Beijing today. It seems that you will not meet you today!"

Cao Yong didn't take it seriously and joked that it was nothing to see the prince's brother-in-law for a few days later, just as long as the nephew didn't see him late.

Cao Jia sent someone to ask her mother to bring Da Beilefupen over, and ordered people to put the banquet in the tea room.

Fu Peng is ten months old, white and fat, with big eyes open, and looks very cute. Cao Yong looked at his nephew and couldn't help but think of his younger brother Cao Shunlai.

After the mourning period at Qingliang Temple expired, when Cao Yong returned home, Cao Shun was already three and a half years old, growing strong and looking small and good-looking. Cao Yong remembered the history of his previous life, and was really unsure of whether Cao Shun could avoid the fate of premature death.

In order to give Cao Yin a vaccination so that he would not be distraught by the pain of losing his son, Cao Yong blew a half-true and half-false lie before leaving Jiangning. He said that he had a dream that he saw his father's soul-sacred spirits a hundred years later, not himself, nor his younger brother Cao Shun, but Cao Fu, the cousin of the second uncle's family in the West Mansion.

Although Cao Yin said that he should not take his sleep seriously, he showed a little sadness in his eyes. Cao Yong only hoped that if he and Cao Shun were really unlucky, Cao Yin could remember what he said today and attribute everything to God's will to avoid dying due to heartache.

Thinking of these, Cao Yong was a little heavy. If history could not be changed, it would be not only Cao Shun, but even he could only live until the 53rd year of Kangxi or the 54th year of Kangxi. Five or six years of hard work were short, but not long. Could it be that he was just going to the countdown to death day by day? But is history so easy to change?

The maid and the mother had already put out the food, and Cao Jia called Cao Yong and Baoya to sit down.

Cao Yong saw several dishes he was familiar with on the table, and knew that it must be his sister's instructions, and he felt a little warm. This girl not only looked like a qualified young wife and mother, but also like a qualified sister.

After the meal, Cao Yong stood up and said goodbye. Cao Jia knew that he was going to do errands tomorrow and needed to prepare a lot of things, so he didn't keep much, so he just asked him to arrange it before he came back. Baoya was a little reluctant and repeatedly said something like asking Cao Yong to come back soon.

*

After leaving the Prince of Ping County, Cao Yong thought about what to do tomorrow and was going to the guard camp to report. After receiving the waist card, he was the sixth-rank Lanfeng Guard.

Seeing that it was far away from the gate of the Prince's Mansion, Xiaoman pulled his horse to approach Cao Yong: "Master, it's a bit strange!"

"What?" Cao Yong asked.

"Just when the prince sent back to the mansion, a gatekeeper asked him where he had come back. He first said that he had come back from Liufang Hutong and mentioned the 'Haitang Pavilion'. Seeing that there were outsiders, he changed his words and said it was a barracks. Those gatekeepers were not surprising, and they all seemed to know what they knew." Xiaoman replied.

Cao Yong narrowed his eyes and his face darkened. He was sneaky and probably nothing good. Only this sister can’t be bullied at will. This matter must be carefully checked. If Nersu really has something to do to his sister, he will play the old scene of his brother-in-law beating his brother-in-law.

The Cao Mansion, Pingjun Prince's Mansion and Cao Mansion are both in Xicheng, and you will be there after turning two streets.

*

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Cao's mansion, someone came up to report that two guests were waiting in the hall and had been here for a while. The people came were friends Yongqing and Ma Jun whom Cao Yong made in Jiangning. Cao Yong was very happy. These two were on duty in the palace and the other was taking the exam in the capital. Originally, he planned to arrange the job tomorrow before contacting the two, but he didn't expect that they would get the news first.

After a long separation, my friends naturally talked more. Yongqing had already gotten married and would become a father in a few months. Ma Jun's father was promoted to the Taoist platform. This time he passed the exam, which depends on the rankings of the April Palace Examination. Although Ning Chun, the fat man at that time, was not in the capital now, he heard that he would get married in Beijing in September.

Cao Yong remembered the incident of the Prince's Mansion just now. Because his two friends were more familiar with the capital than him, he asked, "Have you heard of the 'Haitang Pavilion'?"

Yongqing and Ma Jun were stunned, looking at Cao Yong with a strange look. Ma Jun was fine, but he was a little gentle. Yongqing smiled wickedly: "Little girl, I'm not old, so I started to miss women!"

It was a brothel. Although I had already thought about it, Cao Yong was still very disappointed after confirmation. Originally, he was still looking forward to his brother-in-law who had not met.

Ma Jun shook his head and said, "This 'begonia' means 'a pear blossom pressing the begonia'. It actually contains some priests from the 12th to 14th to 14th. In the past two years, it has become a trend for the powerful and powerful people in the capital to send out 'begonia'."

"Then 'Haitang Pavilion' is in Liufang Hutong?" Cao Yong asked again.

"Liufang Hutong is in the west city, and the 'Haitang Pavilion' is in Chongwen, several miles away!" Yongqing replied, as if he was remembering something, and asked back: "You have come back from hitting the prince's mansion? Do you know the prince's raising the outer room?"

Ma Jun couldn't help but give Yongqing a blank look. This guy didn't speak much. Even if he didn't know, he would understand after listening to his words. Looking at Cao Yong again, his face remained unchanged, but his eyes became deeper.

*

Pingjun Prince's Mansion, the main house of the inner courtyard.

When Nersu came back with a smell of wine, it was already late at night. While following the maid to change clothes for her husband, Cao Jia complained slightly: "Why are you busy this day? I'll be in Beijing in the morning and come to our mansion in the afternoon!"

"I don't know, I'm really sorry for him. I'll treat him well tomorrow!" Nersu lay on the bed, closed his eyes and said, "I went to Liufang Hutong in the afternoon and drank the gentleman's wedding wine!"

"Sir, finally accepted Miss Lu. It's not in vain that the girl is infatuated and hard, and it's not in vain that the prince took the blame for him for half a year!" Cao Jia sat on the side of the bed, and said with a smile while helping her husband rub his temples.

Nersu suddenly felt cold and shivered.

Cao Jia asked, "Where is the prince uncomfortable?"
Chapter completed!