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Chapter 162 Birthday Banquet (2)

Cao Hua had no intention of eavesdropping on the words of the two women in the boudoir and took Han'er around the Duke's mansion, but there was no one who could speak well.

Since Xue Jiuquan came, Han'er was a little strange these two days. She finally glanced at him secretly behind her back. When he noticed that he turned around, he quickly looked at him without looking sideways, pretending that nothing happened.

Cao Hua thought a little and turned his head: "Han'er, are you worried?"

Han'er's expression was nervous, nodded, and then shook her head quickly: "No, I'm just... just thinking about Dian Kuisi's affairs... Well... Xu Ning is back and brings back a wife... Li Bairen and Huang Daehui compete with each other, took the stone mill and smashed their toes..."

What kind of trivial matters are all trivial matters?

Cao Hua was puzzled and looked at it carefully for a few seconds. Suddenly, Han'er, who had always been facing the sky, actually had an earring.

The earrings are small and exquisite, and they are almost invisible. However, the shape is a popular style in Wanbaolou. The skin is white and emerald green earrings look quite beautiful with a bit of spring and snow.

Feeling his gaze, Han'er's face began to turn red. Her strong psychological quality still made her look no further, and she just lowered her head and walked.

Cao Hua was quite curious and thought carefully, and suddenly felt aroused in his heart: "Han'er, do you have a sweetheart?"

Han'er is already seventeen years old, one year older than the princess. She is considered an old girl in this world, but she is a cold-hearted and workaholic, so he has never considered these things.

Han'er's whole body was slightly stiff and she shook her head quickly: "Young master misunderstood. Han'er... nothing... no sweetheart..."

"Is that true?"

Cao Hua cared about this caring little cotton jacket that supported half of Dian Kui Si's sky, and said proudly: "If you have it, just say it. Even if it is the current prince, I will tie it back to you and marry you."

The words are a bit arrogant.

The prince Zhao Heng, who was chatting with Yuchi Hu, staggered and turned around in anger, trying to see who was so bold to tie him up, but then he saw Cao Hua coming.

With the identity of the prince consort and the emperor's right-hand man, the prince Zhao Heng naturally didn't mind this little joke and said hello: "Cao Hua, if I tied me up and worshipped me, it would be difficult for Luoer to explain."

"I've seen His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Cao Hua said so when he saw the prince, and immediately raised his hand and bowed.

Yuchi Hu's eyes lit up: "Mr. Cao, you are here too! You are here just in time. You are discussing poetry over there. I am discussing with the prince who to buy whose poetry you want. If you are there, you don't have to worry."

Big Mouth is indeed well-deserved.

The prince Zhao Heng's expression froze, he laughed twice, and said goodbye quickly: "The King of Xiangshang was waiting in the main hall, so he refused to reminisce about the past."

As he said that, he turned around and walked into the room next to him.

Cao Hua hadn't seen several big men in the court. At this time, he looked through the gap in the window. The room was filled with incense. Several people sat inside. Most of them were gray-haired and young, and Liang Shicheng was in forty years. The one sitting in the first place was probably the Grand Tutor Cai Jing.

Duke Zheng personally received the event, so Yuchi Hu naturally did not dare to go in and show his bad luck. He just pulled his arm and said, "Inside are Taishi Cai, Xiang Wang, General Tong, General Liang, and Zhang Shuye and Zhang Bochang. If you can't talk to them, let's go there."

He frowned slightly when he heard these familiar names. After all, it was obvious that it was impossible to take them away in public, so he followed Yuchi Hu to the back garden.

One of the few official Yuchi wears formal clothes today, and doesn't put silver notes in his pocket. He has a tall figure and good genes. He looks a bit majestic, but his expression is still as vulgar as ever.

He took him to the back garden. Yuchi Hu saw that there were no acquaintances on both sides and quietly came to him:

"Master, I have a good baby, do you want to take a look?"

Cao Hua raised his eyebrows slightly: "What good baby?"

Yuchi Hu smiled inexplicably and looked at Han'er in a blink of an eye: "Sister Han'er, don't look at him inappropriately!"

Han'er didn't have to guess that Yuchi Hu must have taken some dirty things as treasures, and turned his head to pretend that he didn't see them.

Yuchi Hu mysteriously took out a picture album from his arms. The picture album was very thin and wrapped several layers in silk, which shows how much Yuchi's great official cherished it.

The name of "The Eyes and Trees of the Spring Palace" written on the cover is very elegant.

Cao Hua took it and it was really a erotic picture. He read a few pages casually and closed it. It was quite funny: "The posture is old-fashioned and the gameplay is old-fashioned. What's so good about it? You still think of it as a treasure."

When Yuchi Hu heard this, he was shocked by heaven and earth, and his admiration was like a surging river:

"Mr. Cao is also a fellow disciple?"

Cao Hua's face darkened: "Who is a fellow fellow with you? Don't gild yourself on your face."

Yuchi Hu nodded quickly, thought for a little, and pointed to the album again: "The painting on this is painted by famous artists according to Li Shishi. The man is me, and this is the only one in the Song Dynasty."

It's you, the man?

Cao Hua opened it again and looked at it a few times. The woman's eyebrows and eyes were gentle and cool, and she really felt a bit like Li Shishi's will.

However, this man has a slender figure, red lips and white teeth, and he looks like a gentle and gentle scholar, and he has nothing to do with Yuchi Hu.

I'm afraid the painter has cheated Yuchi Hu of a huge sum of money.

Yuchi Hu was filled with exclamation and raised his hand to get the secret that he had not been passed on.

Unfortunately, Cao Hua flipped his wrist and stuffed the album into his sleeve: "It is not good to keep such dirty things that are innocent, so don't waste money in the future."

Yuchi Hu's eyes were full of pain, but he didn't dare to force it. After holding it in for a long time, he nodded:

"The governor is selfless, Yuchi is heartbroken."

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There are many people in the back garden, all of them are young, and the noise is much more lively than in front.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw several couples standing in the flowers, holding hands, loving affectionately, and not avoiding outsiders.

The young men and women who can come to the Duke's Mansion to celebrate their birthday are either extraordinary talent or powerful. Ordinary etiquette is actually difficult to limit. The little prince Zhao Kai was sitting on the tea table in the garden, with his shoulders leaning against the courtesan of Lan Kwai Fong.

A glass full of sake.

Countless top brothels were walking through the garden, and many famous red husbands came. They directly held the arm of Enke and laughed. There were also too many excessive actions, but they only attracted the people of their companions to make fun of them, and no one pretended to be noble.

Wine pool and meat forest!

It was quite surprising that Cao Hua had attended such a gathering of princes and nobles for the first time. It seemed that the ancient dogma of etiquette and law could only limit the common people. It was really a very messy level at the level of princes.

Yuchi Hu was quite proud and laughed: "Mr. Cao, I'm going to be the host today, so you'll be happy. There are people guarding the door, and those old guys will definitely not run in to teach you."
Chapter completed!
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