Don’t Be a Kept Man

Xie Yuzhi glanced at him meaningfully, stretched out his hand to adjust his collar, and patted twice: "It's so good, if you don't mess around with flowers, the money will naturally be your money, if you are not good... don't blame me for taking it. Come and help you keep it."

Don't worry, I won't do it for the money.

Shen Miaoping was in a complicated mood, and faintly felt that he had exposed a fatal weakness, clutching his precarious money bag and went out to patrol the street. After the Chunxiao Tower, he took a detour. Qian Tongke vigorously praised him: "The adults are really heroic. Since I took office, I haven't seen those dandy brothers making troubles, and I haven't seen any one of them on the street."

Shen Miaoping said: "It's only the next day, I can see something, maybe..."

Before he finished his words, there was a sudden sound of overturned stalls not far away. The people around screamed in exclamation, and the birds and beasts were scattered. When they looked intently, there were four or five burly men standing in the middle of the road, with long faces and eagle hooks. The nose, a leather robe, a belt around the waist, and boots, with a braid on each side, unlike the people of the Central Plains.

Qian Tong retired from the army, and he only felt an instant slap in his face. He narrowed his eyes and said uncertainly: "My lord, he seems to be from Liao."

A year ago, the Liao State invaded the Da-Jin border, and the emperor sent General Fuyuan to suppress it. This battle lasted more than half a year, and the result of the Liao army’s fiasco. Later, the Lord of Liao died of illness and the new monarch submitted a letter of surrender. Sincerely, the calculation time is almost these few days.

This matter is related to the state system. Shen Miaoping can't pretend to be invisible anymore. To the money channel: "Go, go and see."

Seeing that Liao was strong and physically strong, he was afraid that he would suffer from a physical conflict later, and he deliberately summoned all the brothers who were patrolling around. A group of people walked over in a mighty and aggressive manner, and the people immediately spontaneously let them go. Out of a way.

"Oh, it's Lord Shen!"

"This is great, Master Shen is here, let's see how powerful those Liao people are."

The few Liao people in the middle saw Shen Miaoping in an official uniform, and a lot of guards with swords behind him. They looked at each other and couldn't help loosening their hands holding the collar of the vendor, and their yellow-brown eyes stared at him like a wolf.

"This official is the censor of the city, why did you make trouble?!"

Shen Miaoping knew that he couldn't let go of his momentum in front of outsiders, and he was so full that the hawker saw him as if he had met his reborn parents. He ran up to him and cried with his thighs.

"The adults are going to be the masters of Xiaomin. These Liao people came to Xiaomin’s stall to eat. The superb mutton ate a dozen catties, burned a knife and drank five altars, and there were some miscellaneous side dishes, but they didn’t have the money to pay. He insisted on using their knife to pay off the debt. Xiaomin said that the knife was not worth money, so they overturned my stall and beat me! Uuuuu..."

The hawker said that he also presented a leather dagger. The surface was gray and it was not very valuable. Shen Miaoping took it and took a look. The blade inside saw rust, and it was hard to cut tofu. Obviously it was deliberately provoking trouble.

Shen Miaoping's thoughts fluttered in his heart, but he still adhered to the principle of courtesy first, soldiers later, and it wouldn't be reasonable to wait for a fight. He turned to look at the few Liao people, and said with a smile: "This dagger is rusty. The three copper plates are not worth it. You will either use other valuable items to pay for it, or you will send it to the official to handle it strictly and choose one yourself."

The leading Liao man had a golden scimitar on his waist, which was studded with precious stones. It was dazzling in the sun. He heard that with one hand on his hips, he couldn't help but laughed, arrogantly to the extreme: "You all say that your Jin Dynasty is rich and rich. Tight, now that our two countries have entered into an alliance, they are friendly nations. Why do we ask for money if our friends eat something?"

The Liao people have fought against Dajin in the past few years, and they have not talked about dozens of times, and they have torn up the covenant no less than dozens of times. The foundation of Jin was not stable, and the treasury was empty, so it was natural to avoid wars.

Shen Miaoping didn’t speak, and didn’t know what he remembered. He looked up at the sun, then moved his muscles and bones a bit, looking at the Liao people with dark eyes, raising his hand to block the sun, and said in a daunting manner: "Dajin is rich. But it's not a persimmon for bullying. It's hard to tell whether it's diplomatic relations...Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't have money. After all, coming from afar can't really get you into prison."

Shen Miaoping sighed as he spoke, "I didn't expect Liao to be so poor that I can't even pay for meals. It doesn't matter if the official paid for you."

After speaking, he took out a piece of silver from the waistband, raised his hand and threw it to the hawker, saying, "This is only one time, not as an example. If there are people from Liao who come to eat and don’t pay, you will keep the account. Tell the official again, the official will go to the five princes of Daliao, Yelujun, to ask for it, and it will happen that they will enter Beijing in the near future.

The expressions of the Liao people changed subtlely when they heard this. They have since entered Shengjing in the past few days, and the Jin people are not afraid of them. They have eaten cheap meals and have never given money. Some officials have seen it. I didn't dare to control, I didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble today.

Although they did not belong to the five princes, but when the two countries negotiated a peace, they really stabbed the matter up. They were immortal and disabled. Several other Liao people had already retired and pulled the waist with a golden machete. The Liao people, after a few whispers, forced him to leave.

Looking at the back of them leaving, Shen Miaoping snorted coldly, "What is it?"

Qian Tong took back the knife that had been out of the sheath, and was a little disappointed: "My lord, why don't you lock up these **** who eat the king's meal? I still want to clean up and clean them up. It's really good for us to bully."

Shen Miaoping slapped his brain with his backhand: "Close the pass, what pass, use your brain! This pass is to arrest the Liao people to settle the matter, and then you will be responsible for being involved by the supervisor?"

Qian Tong clutched his head, and muttered, "There is no difference between the first edition and the second edition, right."

Shen Miaoping's eyes slanted: "...what do you mean?"

Qian Tong's eyes widened: "You don't know. Yesterday, the treasurer of Ji Shitang and that Zhang Yuanqing, and when you were in the brothel, you fumbled... Well, you won Liu Zhenhu 7,000, and there will be a supervisor this morning. I joined you and said that you had neglected your duty...As a court commander or a prostitute, that's what it meant anyway."

Fuck!

Shen Miaoping looked at him sharply: "The gossip is pretty clear, which eye did you see me whoring?!"

There are so many princes and princes in the room, all the officials who smashed a brick, pinch him alone? Maybe it was Liu Zhenhu's father who vented his son's anger and found someone to avenge himself.

Qian Tong waved his hand: "No, no, all the big guys have seen it. You misunderstood 7,000 and left. No woman was recruited, but I didn't write the discount. Now, I'll ask you about it. , The supervisor who wrote the zhezi lives in the family of Liu in the east of the city."

"What's the use after inquiring, can I kill him, or can I kill his whole family?"

Shen Miaoping shook his head, stabilized his official hat, and continued to patrol the street: "Don't be jealous of being mediocre. Let them go. Don't the supervisors live by their mouths? The emperor dare to scold me. What is the two books?"

Not long after I walked, the weather suddenly became overcast and dark clouds were covered. It didn't take long for it to rain, falling on the bluestone slab with ticking noises, pedestrians hurriedly coming and going, and the bustling street was instantly empty.

Shen Miaoping didn’t want to put on his clothes, so wet and uncomfortable, sitting in a tea stall to take shelter from the rain, Qian Tong consciously followed and lazy: "My lord, you are so careful and you are said to have neglected your duty, and there is half a trip left to patrol the street. It's over."

"It's raining so heavily, the culprits have gone home to sleep. You can see where there are people on the street, and you will be happy when you hit a ghost."

The temperature dropped sharply, and Shen Miaoping shivered coldly. He warmed his hands with a cup of hot tea. He planned to find a chance to drive away after drinking. So Qian Tong, the stalker, would not please his eyes.

Suddenly there was a crisp sound of horseshoes on the bluestone floor. A luxuriously decorated carriage drove from a distance, and finally stopped in front of the tea stand. The curtain was lifted, and a beauty with a melon face came out, holding a A cloak walked down with an oil paper umbrella, and it was a honeysuckle.

"Uncle."

Upon seeing this, Shen Miaoping subconsciously sat up straight: "Huh? Why are you here?"

"It's raining heavily. Second master thought that Grandpa wore a thin dress when he went out in the morning. I was afraid that you would be freezing, so I sent clothes here." Lunice said and motioned to him to get in the car, smiling.

Shen Miaoping knew it instantly, took the cloak from her, and walked straight to the carriage. Qian Tong hurriedly withdrew from the beauty of Honeysuckle, craned his neck and shouted, "Hey! Your lord, you Where are you going!"

Shen Miaoping said without turning his head: "You drink your tea, my lord will take a horse and cart to tour the streets!"

Qian Tong: "..."

When the curtain was opened, Xie Yuzhi was sitting on the soft couch with his knees and reading a book. When he saw him coming in, he sat up straight and took a dry kerchief from the side and threw it over: "Wipe, all on your body is water."

Shen Miaoping wiped his face, wiped his hands again, his hair was slightly damp, his features were handsome, and he looked better. He made a grimace at Xie Yuzhi, grinning, and the dimples on his cheeks were looming: "Why, miss me?"

Xie Yuzhi put down the book, not wanting him to be so proud: "Today the emperor announced that I have entered the palace, so I will drop by to see you."

Oh, it was just a drop in.

Shen Miaoping remembered that he had been involved by the superintendent, and he was afraid that the emperor would be stingy to file a complaint. He couldn't help but ask two more: "What is the important thing for the emperor to declare that you enter the palace?"

Xie Yuzhi supported his chin and looked at him: "Well... a few days later, the Liao Kingdom envoy will enter Beijing, and there will be a banquet in the palace. He hopes that I will go too, and then gossiping about some homework, and by the way, he also talked about the early days of today."

This morning there was a supervising officer to impeach Shen Miaoping. It is naturally impossible for Chang Guogong to watch his son-in-law being scolded by others. The two people sprayed each other all morning, and the stars flew wildly, so the civil and military officials all knew the newly appointed Yushi Yushi Yesterday, I visited the brothel, but it is not a big deal. People are not in vain. Who hasn't been there when they were young.

They just thought it was strange for Shen Miaoping to survive from Xie Yu’s hands to the next day. A few days ago, Shilang Shen from the Ministry of Ritual went to the Chunxiao Building and was thrown into Eight Streets by his martial arts wicked lady with a long sword. , Half-life is almost gone.

Xie Yuzhi said again: "Today, a person from Wu'an Hou's Mansion sent your seven thousand guan money."

Shen Miaoping's eyes brightened upon hearing this, and he took the initiative to move forward: "Copper coins or silver bills?"

Xie Yuzhi smiled meaningfully: "Silver ticket."

Shen Miaoping immediately eagerly squeezed to sit next to him, hugged his right leg in his arms, and rubbed it again and again: "It's cold, your knee hurts easily. Go back and apply the medicine. I'll help you."

The young man with red lips and white teeth looked affectionate in everything. The other party's warm palms walked between his legs. Xie Yuzhi couldn't help but remember the last time he applied medicine to himself. The roots of his ears were red, and he hummed coldly: "Unprofitable I can’t afford to be early, I usually don’t see you so diligent, I’m afraid it will be stolen if it is wrong.

This is wrong. Sleeping with one's own husband is not considered an adulterous, and taking back one's own money is not considered stolen.

Shen Miaoping sighed: "Second Master is so cruel. I also treat you with my heart and my lungs on weekdays. How come I have nothing to do with hospitality."

"Oh?" Xie Yuzhi smiled: "I thought you wanted to get your money back. I misunderstood it."

"Mine is yours, yours is mine. The family doesn't talk about two things." Shen Miaoping took Xie Yuzhi's somewhat cold hand and warmed him: "You can't put the banknotes in random, a light piece of paper. How can it be good if it is dropped."

and so,

"Where did you put the second master?"

Xie Yuzhi threw off his hand and continued reading: "Oh, I forgot, my memory is not very good."

When Shen Miaoping heard the words, his eyes subconsciously looked at the navy blue purse on his waist. It was not too big or too small, just enough to fit a stacked silver ticket. Xie Yuzhi noticed his sight and directly untied it and threw it to him: "Like? I gave it to you."

Shen Miaoping felt that he was really pitiful. He silently stuffed his purse into his sleeve, hugged Xie Yuzhi's waist, buried his face in his arms, and didn't speak, just rubbing around like a cat.

Xie Yuzhi glanced down at him, a smile flashed across his face, then retracted his gaze, and continued to read the book, Shen Miaoping found that he was ignoring himself and finally paralyzed: "Second Lord."

Xie Yuzhi remained calm: "I really don't remember where to put it."

With the sound of rain outside, Honeysuckle jumped from the shaft of the car with an umbrella and said, "Second master, uncle, here it is."

Shen Miaoping jumped down first, and then opened the umbrella to help Xie Yuzhi down. As soon as the two of them entered the mansion gate, they saw a servant girl coming and going hurriedly. Lonicera caught a little girl and asked, "Hey, what's going on? It happened, one by one, it became like this."

The little maid said: "Somehow today, the top tile of Dianyun Pavilion is missing a piece, the rain is dripping down, the official memorial has wet a large piece, the fine red sandalwood carving is also soaked in water, the father-in-law is not good , I had a bad temper and I am looking for someone to fix it."

When Xie Yuzhi and Shen Miaoping heard this, Qi Qi fell into deep thought for some reason.

"I remember... did you last time..."

Shen Miaoping hissed and looked at Xie Yuzhi faintly. He vaguely remembered the last time this servant climbed the roof of Dianyun Pavilion and lifted the tiles to watch his exam. Didn't he forget to put it on?

Xie Yuzhi looked at him blankly, without speaking.

...

Shen Miaoping turned his head and walked towards Dianyun Pavilion, yelling, "Father-in-law!"

"Bastard!" Xie Yuyi pulled the person back and said angrily: "No complaints!"