Jun Huailang only said that Xue Yan would come to the mansion, but he did not expect it so soon.

He informed his father early the next morning, and arranged for someone to go to the courtyard opposite to clean it up. He has never been proficient in these chores, and he didn't know what to do. He went to the courtyard for a walk, and found that he couldn't start, so he arranged the matter to Fuyi.

And when he was free, he took the time to go to Linjiang Academy and circled in front of the dam.

As Shen Liufeng said, the dam was built quite solidly, and it was built along the direction of the river. It also opened an outlet for irrigating the fertile fields, which made the river water to be sparse on weekdays. It can be seen that Shen Zhifu put a lot of thought into it.

Therefore, even though there is abundant rain this year, the river surface is within a safe range and does not overflow the embankment.

After turning around, Jun Huailang buried some doubts in his heart, and always felt that there was something strange in the breach of the river bank.

When it was noon, Jun Huailang returned to the house.

He originally wanted to go back and see how Fuyi had cleaned up the courtyard opposite, but when he arrived at the gate of the Governor's Mansion, he was shocked by the lively scene.

The housekeepers carried large and small cages and went in and out at the gate of the mansion. It was Jinbao who was standing at the door and instructing them to carry things.

Jun Huailang hurried forward.

"Father Jinbao?" he asked in surprise.

Although Jinbao is now the number one celebrity in front of the all-powerful King of Guangling, how can he dare to say "Father-in-law" as Jun Huailang?

He hurriedly bowed and saluted Jun Huailang, smiling so happily that he could not see his teeth but his eyes: "His Royal Highness. The prince got off the boat today, and he is having a drink with the adults at the moment."

Jun Huailang was quite surprised: "That father-in-law didn't accompany His Highness?"

Jinbao thought, there is Duan Shishi, it doesn't matter if he is here or not, no one can touch his master anyway.

He smiled and said: "There is no need for servants to serve at the banquet. The servants made their own decisions and moved the prince's salute in advance, so that the prince can stay in the mansion today."

Jin Bao naturally did not dare to make such an assertion, but he couldn't let him say that his master was in a hurry to live at His Royal Highness's house, and he would lose his temper if he stayed on the boat for one more day?

That grandfather lost his temper. It was a scene where millions of corpses were buried and bloody and drifting. Jinbao couldn't afford it.

Jun Huailang was puzzled: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

After all, Jun Huailang also came by boat from Chang'an, so he knew how troublesome it would be to move back and forth. The things they use every day need to be put away. The first two days are naturally unstable. They stayed on the ship for two days before they were all moved.

Jin Bao had already thought about his speech, and sighed pretentiously when he heard the words.

"His Royal Highness does not know, the more day the master stays on the boat, the more he will suffer," he said.

Sure enough, Jun Huailang immediately asked, "Why is this?"

Jinbao said: "I don't know why, but the master gets dizzy when he is on the boat. Two days ago, I was in a hurry, and it got worse. I stayed on the boat for the night last night, and the master had a headache this morning, so he didn't even eat a few bites of breakfast."

He naturally exaggerated. Although Xue Yan was seasick, firstly, their boat was large, so it was much more stable, and secondly, his symptoms were very mild. Even if he was a little uncomfortable on the road two days ago, he slept a night last night, and he was completely healed.

After all, with his master's indestructible body, what is a little seasickness?

But as expected, he saw the worried look on the bottom of the Prince's Palace.

"So serious?" Jun Huailang asked.

He knew that someone in a boat would be dizzy. When they went south last year, the people following them got seasick. The more serious one had a high fever all the way, vomiting and diarrhea, and almost lost half of his life when he arrived in Jinling.

He suddenly remembered Xue Yan's bad look last night.

It's not that I'm in a bad mood, it's that I'm not feeling well...

He knew that Xue Yan used to forbearance, which was the case in the palace before. No matter how difficult and painful it is, even if you have just been tortured, you can still carry water by yourself without making a sound.

Of course he wouldn't let his discomfort show.

Jinbao carefully observed from the side, and sure enough, there was a bit of worry on the bottom of the Prince's Palace, and the eyebrows were also condensed. His clear and handsome appearance, as soon as he showed such a sad face, was like a jade mountain about to collapse, so that others also felt sorry for him.

No wonder the King of Hell has such a messy mind towards others... Jinbao slandered.

After a while, Jun Huailang said, "I see. What else are you missing here? Fuyi is familiar with Jinling City. If you need anything important, I will send him to buy it."

Jinbao responded quickly.

Jun Huailang nodded at him, and then entered the mansion gate first.

Jinbao looked at his back and couldn't help sighing.

Master, the servants can only help you here.

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Although Xue Yan had long since stopped getting seasick, his alcohol intake was extremely poor.

Even in Beijing, few people know about it. After all, as the emperor's favored prince, he is also a cold-faced Yan Luo. On weekdays, he socializes and socializes. He is willing to go to save face. Who dares to persuade him to drink?

But in Jiangnan, it was different.

Shen Zhifu is famous for his long sleeves and good dance. Not only does he do a good job in practice, but he is also extremely popular among his colleagues. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been able to sit so firmly in such a good place as Jinling.

This area of ​​Jiangnan is not only rich and talented, but also a good place for entertainment.

Every time a Beijing official goes to the south to inspect, except for the serious official affairs that must be completed, it is always necessary to set aside some time to play here for a few days, and it is not worthwhile to travel south. The matter of receiving officials is a natural exchange of personal relationships in the officialdom, and it is natural that local officials need to be the host.

Shen Zhifu has made experience in this matter, and every time he can use the smallest expenditure to let the officials in the capital have a good taste of the magnificent scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, without spending a lot of gold and silver, he teaches people to have fun with the host and the host, and linger.

The King of Guangling is here, and of course there is no exception.

Therefore, a banquet held in a stone boat by the lake was held from noon to evening in one breath. The food and drinks, singing and dancing at the banquet are all Jiangnan characteristics. The people who came to teach Chang'an went from the majestic and solemn capital to the Jiangnan water town with small bridges and flowing water.

But Xue Yan had no interest in these bells and whistles.

In normal times, he was unwilling, so he naturally picked it up with a flick of his sleeves, regardless of how many senior officials and elders of the dynasty were on the opposite side.

But not this time, this time there was Jun Huailang's father.

It is said that Duke Yongning's indifferent temperament would not attend such a banquet. But this time, it was not only for Xue Yan to catch the wind, but also because his friend Shen Zhifu saved the game, so he never left the table.

Xue Yan was unable to leave.

Throughout the afternoon, the drinks between the banquets were not interrupted. He didn't like watching songs and dances, and it happened that Duke Yongning didn't like it either. He sat beside him and chatted with him about the court in a short while.

After just a few words, Duke Yongning admired him quite a bit, and after a while, he started talking more and started toasting Xue Yan frequently.

Even if they were drinking peach blossom brewed in Jiangnan, it was intoxicating.

When the sun went down and the scene was gone, Xue Yan's feet were fluttering a little, and his whole body was also hot, which made him extremely irritable.

Therefore, when Jun Huailang came to Xue Yan's courtyard at night, this was what he saw.

Xue Yan sat crooked on the couch by the window, did not take off his shoes, stepped on the couch with one foot, rested his forehead with one hand, and put one hand on his knee, looking like a gangster in a cottage.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes closed and he was dozing off, at first glance it was not very comfortable.

The servants in the room were still busy making arrangements, and people came in and out. However, even though the courtyard was messy at this time, only the three feet around him were orderly, and it seemed that the servants around him took good care of him.

He had hangover soup on hand, some snacks on the table, and Jinbao was fanning him beside him.

Jun Huailang stood in front of the door and hesitated for a while.

He smiled, only to feel that his old habits were hard to change, but he forgot that Xue Yan was no longer what he used to be, and he was no longer the destitute prince that no one cared about and only remembered by himself.

I only thought about him being seasick, and I was worried, but I forgot about the servants today, even if King Guangling was still the sullen gourd who didn't say anything, he would not dare to ignore his words and take good care of him.

On the contrary, he was a bit overkill.

Just as Jun Huailang stopped at the door, Jinbao saw him sharply.

really! He knew that this soft-hearted prince, His Highness, would definitely take the initiative to come to see the prince today!

Jinbao couldn't help crying in his heart for his act of kindness during the day.

The Lord of Hell at this moment, but the Lord of Hell who drank wine, that is, hot oil is poured on the cannonball, and it can be eaten without any order. At this moment, they waited cautiously, for fear of touching the tiger's beard, and as a result, His Royal Highness came.

This is really your own blessing!

Jinbao hurriedly said, "His Royal Highness, you are here!"

Sure enough, the tiger lying on the side of the couch suddenly opened his light-colored eyes and looked towards the door.

When Jun Huailang heard the words, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he walked in with Fuyi.

Jinbao saw the slightly drunken King of Hell on the couch, and quietly put down the foot that was on the couch.

"My lord moved in today, it's a little hasty, so I thought to see if I was missing anything." He walked up to Xue Yan and raised his hand to let Fuyi, who was behind him, put the things in his hand on the table. .

"I heard that the lord is somewhat seasick, so I brought some loquats, early-ripening apricots, and some cool mung bean water, and sent them to the lord." Jun Huailang continued. "When I came to Jiangnan last year, some of my followers were seasick, and it was useless to seek a doctor, but I'll be fine after eating these."

Fu Yi put the tray in his hand on the table. On the top is a plate of washed fruit, still stained with crystal water droplets, and a bowl of mung bean water, swaying the clear color.

Xue Yan raised his eyes to look at him, because he was drunk, his eyes were a little dull, he looked at him for a while, but didn't look away.

Jinbao can't wait to cough up his throat to remind the ancestor to come back to his senses.

Jun Huailang was stunned for a while, then asked, "Is your lord drinking?"

Xue Yan hummed hoarsely, raised his finger and pointed to the position beside him: "Sit."

Jun Huailang walked over and sat down.

Xue Yan supported his forehead, raised his hand and picked up something from the plate and threw it into his mouth.

It's an apricot.

Jinbao's heart came to his throat.

Others don't know it, and the servants he serves every day cannot be ignorant. Their masters are not very taboo on weekdays, but only do not like to eat sour.

But right after that, he saw his master's face didn't change, chewing the green apricot and swallowing it.

"Is it better?" Jun Huailang looked at him with anticipation and concern in his eyes.

Seeing his master looking at each other, he nodded rather obediently.

"Much better," he said.