Without thinking about it, the official turned and went back to the store. He walked up the stairs as fast as if there were ghosts chasing him.

Around the carriage, there were several bodyguards. They were thin, as if they had not enough to eat all the year round.

Only Mr. Zhang can see that these people are very stable and their eyes are clear.

The carriage didn't stop at the designated position, but came forward slowly. Several people in song and Ming Dynasties just wanted to stop it, but Mr. Zhang stopped it with his eyes. So did several guards. The people in the carriage.

The idea surged up, and master Zhang took a step forward.

The carriage slowly stopped at the door. The size of the car blocked half of the door.

Some of the people who are sitting in the shop eating and watching are reluctant,

"What's the matter with the carriage, and how did it stop here?"

"That's to say, delay us to watch the fun!"

……

This impatient voice came out of the shop. Just as the guards at the side of the carriage moved, a cough came out of the carriage, and the guards' feet were taken back.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage, holding the reins in one hand, and stood at the side of the carriage. The servant sitting on the other side also jumped down, because he was a little old. After jumping out of the carriage, some of them could not stand steadily. They staggered for a while, and quickly reached out to help them get off the shaft.

The people above didn't move, but the people in the carriage behind came down, wearing dark red brocade robes and wearing the same belt. After getting out of the carriage, seeing that there was no Fengche figure at the door, they secretly shook their heads and came to the first carriage to stand, "master Huang, here we are."

"Well."

There was a reply in the carriage.

The old servant on Gong Li's side came forward to lift the curtain of the carriage. A guard put the horse stool well, and the people in the carriage came down.

A burst of cheers suddenly remembered that master Huang frowned slightly.

"Big..."

Just as the old servant was about to scold him, he was stopped by master Huang with only one word. "Shut up!"

"Yes."

The old servant hurried to answer, sweat seeped out from his forehead.

Xia Xi just opened the curtain and came over from behind. Seeing the carriage, the two people standing there, stopped for a moment, and turned back to the backyard without changing their face.

Marquis Qin, she knew, and father-in-law Zhang met. Their attitude was so respectful that they must be surrounded by the superior one.

Think of this, Xia Xi mouth slightly hook, think really don't wind Che expect, this is really in the palace can't sit.

Marquis Qin also saw her. He just opened his mouth and wanted to call her. Looking at her, he turned back and was stunned.

"Lead the way."

Master Huang's voice rang in his ears.

Marquis Qin quickly took out the invitation and handed it to Mr. Zhang. The messenger went back to report that Fengche already knew. Since he didn't come out to meet him, he didn't want to expose the emperor's identity. The emperor thought the same way, so he could only come in by invitation.

Mr. Zhang didn't even open it. He reached out and made a gesture of "please, please."

Marquis Qin took a step back and stepped behind master Huang, "master Huang, please come first."

Master Huang raised his feet and walked in. He had a high-ranking prestige. As soon as he entered the room, everyone felt that he was oppressed. There was no sound of eating, talking or talking.

Master Huang didn't seem to be aware of this and went up the spiral staircase.

Qian'er, with a smile on her face, stood at the entrance of the stairs and saw a group of people coming up. She said in unison, "Welcome

Father Zhang was startled and quickly put his hand in front of master Huang

"Well

Mr. Huang said, "well, Mr. Zhang quickly withdrew his hand and stepped back behind him.

"We have..."

Introduction to qian'er.

Master Huang listened carefully, and then his eyes fell on the innermost "noble" room. After qian'er's introduction, he pointed out, "that's the room."

Qianer

Knowing that Fengche was in it, "sorry, there was..."

The door of Ya room was just opened, and Feng an came out, "girl qian'er, give us a pot of tea..."

"Good wind!"

Lord Qin called him.

"Marquis."

Feng an came over in a hurry, completely ignoring the master Huang beside him, "why did you pass today, our young master..."

"Cough..."

Marquis Qin coughed twice and interrupted, "feng'an, where is your young master?"

"Yes."

"Lead us through."

Feng an looked at master Huang suspiciously and said, "please follow me."

Marquis Qin made a gesture of "please, master Huang."

Master Huang raised his feet and walked in. Marquis Qin fell behind. He said to master Zhang, who was about to turn around and leave. "My wife is still in the carriage. She and Lady Xia are close friends. Please tell her."

"Good."

Master Zhang turned and went downstairs. Marquis Qin kept up with master Huang and went to the door of Yajian. He opened the door of Yajian himself. "Master Huang, please."

Feng Che raised his eyes and saw master Huang's face clearly. He was surprised and stood up with his hands on the table. His face turned red

Before he finished, he coughed, "cough, cough, cough..."

Master Huang frowned.

Marquis Qin rushed forward and patted him on the back. "You are so weak, and you are still running around. Didn't the imperial doctor say that you should stay in bed for at least three months?"

The wind Che takes out the PA son, covers the mouth, suppresses the cough sound, suppresses the facial expression to be more red.

After a while, he stopped and took a deep breath. "Emperor, why are you here?"

After asking, he coughed and quickly covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

The emperor's sharp eyes in his forehead rose up on the green veins over, "well, what words to sit down again."

Mr. Zhang quickly pulled the chair and let the emperor sit down.

Fengche also sat back and coughed twice. Marquis Qin picked up the pot and wanted to pour water for Fengche to suppress his coughing. Then he realized that there was no water and handed it to Fengan. "You go to ask for water and tell them we don't need to be served here."

Feng an goes out with the pot. Feng Che gives Feng Zhong a look, and Feng Zhong also goes out.

There were only four people left in the room. Mr. Zhang picked up one of the tea cups on the table, took the teapot, poured a little water in it, shook it, poured it into another tea cup, then drank it in both hands, then stepped back and waited.

Feng Che coughed again, "emperor, how did you come here?"

"Hum!"

The emperor snorted, motioned for father-in-law Zhang to pour tea for him, drank two mouthfuls, and stared at Fengche, "all my civil and military officials have asked you to come to Pingyang County. I have become a bare emperor. Can I not come?"

"Emperor, forgive me

Wind Che look frightened, because try to suppress cough and hold red face more red.

The emperor leaned back in his chair and said, "tell me, what's your crime?"

"I should have asked the emperor to come first."

"Poof

Mr. Zhang couldn't help laughing. The emperor had a light look in his eyes. Mr. Zhang stood up straight and didn't squint.

Marquis Qin lowered his head and covered his smile. He knew that Fengche had a strategy, but he didn't expect that he would give the emperor such a hand, which made it hard for the emperor to get angry.

"It's a glib to be sick."

"If the emperor flatters me, I can't help it. I'm afraid I'll go begging in the street in the future if I don't get some sidelines."