Chapter 83: I am really not a pervert!

Ye Zhao was preparing to give in, but the voice of the follower Liu San outside the room: "Sir, there is something urgent."

Ye Zhao was stunned and left the house. Liu San stood by the threshold and came over and whispered: "Master, I said it was Brother Su from Shanghai." He said that and handed over a note.

Ye Zhao took it and saw it was his brother-in-law's handwriting, saying that he was staying in Guanglai Inn and wanted to meet him in an urgent matter. He thought he had just arrived in Nanjing and was not here at Xiyin Academy, so he left a note, and the guards of Xiyin Academy came overnight.

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Zhao shouted to the room: "Shava, I'll go do something. I may not come back tonight, so I'll lock the door."

Then Sharapova heard her thud and jumped out of bed. Sharapova hurriedly ran out. Seeing her worried face, Ye Zhao smiled and pinched her little face and said, "Don't worry, it's not a big deal. If you are sleepy, go to bed early."

Sharava nodded reluctantly.

The courtyard was full of guards, so Ye Zhao naturally didn't worry about Sharapova. He got on the carriage and hurried to the Guanglai Inn in the city. Halfway through the way, there was a thunderclap, and the raindrops like soybeans fell, making the carriage clatter.

Lightning teared the night sky, thunderstorms one after another. Although Ye Zhao's carriage was inconspicuous, the thin yellow horse was extraordinary. It was raining rain and lightning and thunder, but it seemed as if it had not been heard of, and it still ran in a relaxed gait.

On the second floor of Guanglai Inn, the guards asked to open the back door. The boss's reluctant friend was rewarded with a string of copper coins and immediately smiled.

Boss Su lives in the second floor room with a kerosene lamp burning. The room was a little dim. He was obviously a little surprised to see Ye Zhao. He let Ye Zhao into the room and said, "Prince, it's raining heavily outside. Oh, I don't know where you live. If I had known about the heavy rain, I wouldn't have left that note."

Ye Zhao smiled and grabbed his thick big hand and shook it, saying, "Brother, I miss you a little."

"I dare not call this like this." Boss Su was slightly restrained.

When he was the leader, he instigated his sister to marry Ye Zhao. Boss Su didn't expect that his brother-in-law would be able to be today, with power and power all over the world, but he was just about to ascend the throne to the emperor. Who could have thought of this? At that time, although he thought that he was not a person in the pool, he thought to himself that Boss Su only hoped that he could give his sister a stable life.

But now, my sister holds heavy troops, first-class earl, and admiral the five-way Pingyuan infantry. Her subordinates are full of foreign guns and cannons. The female thief who led her brother-in-law with a long spear in the past has turned into a marshal of the official family. This is all thanks to her brother-in-law. She also has a close letter to her sister that her brother-in-law will inevitably end the Qing Dynasty. It seems that she has vaguely revealed to her sister that she will use the Manchu and Han names. The Han names Ye Zhao are ahead and the Manchu and Han names are behind, and she wants her sister not to worry. If she gives birth to children, she will follow his mother's surname Ye.

To be honest, Boss Su regretted taking his sister to kill the officials and rebel in the next few years. After all, this is a road of no return and he will definitely not have a good end. It would be fine if he was not allowed to die. But if his sister had a bumpy life, she would die under the torture of the official army. What would she have in the face of meeting her mother who loved her most?

But I never thought that like a dream, this brother-in-law, whose literary and martial arts skills, swept across the southeast half of the world in a few years. Even her sister became a leader with heavy guns in her hands. Who would have thought of it?

I heard that my brother-in-law was preparing to hold another wedding with my sister on the day of the prince's return to the south and officially marry her sister as the prince's concubine.

Sister, in this life, I finally had a sweet and bitter life. Boss Su’s nose was sour, and Ye Zhao grabbed his hand and sat at the sandalwood round table together.

"Prince, I, I really don't know what to say." Boss Su sighed.

Ye Zhao just smiled: "Family, I understand, there is nothing to say."

Boss Su nodded, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Ye Zhao, and said, "I just intercepted a secret letter in Shanghai. I am very serious and I must go this trip myself." As he said that, he took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Ye Zhao.

Seeing that he was serious about the matter, Ye Zhao knew that the matter was important. He took the letter, shook it open, glanced a few times, and frowned slightly. The letter seemed to be written to officials in the northern country, but it was actually an article about the word "Ye Zhao". The letter said that the reliable source of information was that the traitor of Wang Jingxiang of the Southern Dynasty, and the pseudonym Ye Zhao acted in Guangzhou several times. In addition to his close relationship with the traitor Su Hongniang, it can be inferred that the pseudo-king of the Chinese kingdom in Guangxi was probably the pseudo-name of Jingxiang.

"How did you intercept this letter?" Ye Zhao was a little surprised for the first time. In fact, few people knew about the pseudonym Ye Zhao in Guangzhou. If you want to leak the secret, it was probably because of the name Ye Zhao who was also teaching in college. When Lan Guiren knew about this, Xiao Anzi and others around her would also know that these eunuchs and palace maids in the palace were boring all day long and loved to pass messages, which most of them would be heard by those who were interested.

Ye Zhao, even the Concubine Lan never thought about Ye Wenwu in the Chinese Heavenly Kingdom, because Ye Wenwu people only heard of his name, and later the name gradually faded. When talking about the Chinese Heavenly Kingdom, they only knew Su Hongniang and Lu Yueting.

The person who wrote this letter is very smart. Who wrote it? For whom?

Mr. Su said: "This letter was sent to the Northern Kingdom peace talks, but by chance, Pingyuan's army won consecutive battles a while ago. Isn't Shanghai making a fuss? The boy met a foreign policeman and said he would not let him search. He also asked about the address of Lord Gong of the Northern Kingdom mission. I thought something was wrong at that time. He got off the ship from the steamer from Guangzhou. After thinking about it, I stopped him and searched him, and found the letter. However, this boy was a tough character. Seeing that I searched, he bit the poison pack in his mouth and committed suicide. I didn't have time to save him."

Ye Zhao nodded slightly. It seemed that the Six Kings had eyeliners in Guangzhou, and these eyeliners were either respected in status or in Guanyin Mountain.

But to be honest, if this letter was seen a few years ago, Ye Zhao would have been in a cold sweat, but now it doesn't matter.

After destroying the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and pacifying the southeast half, Ye Zhao began to consider restoring his real name.

Of course, this restored real name is definitely impossible to say that from now on, I will no longer be called Ye Zhao, no longer named Aisin Gioro, or Jing Xiang, then I will become a madman?

This naturally requires a good opportunity. My mother's surname Ye is a good preparation. I can find a way to get the Manchu and Han names first. Just like when the Qing Dynasty stepped down in the previous life, many Manchus changed their names. Now, I can use the names of princes and others to win over the hearts of the world, Manchu and Han family, World Datong, etc. to give themselves a Chinese name with their mother's surname, to show that the world is Manchu and Han people. Of course, it is probably a long time to find this time. Moreover, the surname Aisin Gioro is quite appealing and cannot be abandoned. Moreover, the prince raised him for many years and had a deep affection with his father and son, so he could not disappoint him.

But the next generation must restore the Ye surname, and two names can also be taken, with the name of Ye as the main name and the name of Aisin Gioro as the supplement. Gradually, the color of Aisin Gioro is diluted. When the prince is a hundred years later, the next generation and two generations will gradually become the Ye family, and the color of Aisin Gioro family becomes increasingly faint until it disappears.

Although he cannot start planning to change his name now, Ye Zhao is not afraid of seeing this letter. How famous is he now? What's more, the dispute with the Northern Dynasties has long been separated from the orthodox struggle between orthodox struggle, but has gradually evolved into a system struggle. The world struggle, so what about colluding with the anti-Qing rebellion? The winner is the king, who will pursue this? What's more, it's just a name, without substantial evidence, who will take it seriously?

However, the Six Kings' eyeliner in Guangzhou should be carefully checked.

"Brother, don't worry, it's okay." Ye Zhao placed the letter on the kerosene lamp and slowly ignited it. Boss Su hurriedly took it over and helped burn it out little by little. He was really afraid that Ye Zhao would be scalded. This brother-in-law is so precious.

"Brother, let's have a break early." Ye Zhao glanced at the pocket watch and then stood up.

Boss Su dared not stay. He now made friends in Shanghai, and had factory covers him. He also had hundreds of brothers under his command. Even the arms tycoon Jiuwenlong dared not tease him easily.

Ye Zhao suddenly smiled before leaving the door and said, "Brother, the nine-patterned dragon in Shanghai, let's take him down when we turn around."

Boss Su smiled honestly: "Everything is yours."

There was still a storm outside, and he rushed back to the cloth walk. The lights in the yard had already turned off. When he returned to his room, he had indeed bolted the door inside. Ye Zhao immediately called Liu San. The iron-legged gentleman was also very handsome in his hands. He stretched out the dagger and knocked it gently a few times, pushed the bolt away, and opened the door silently with a light push.

Ye Zhao was afraid of waking Sharaba, so he tiptoed into the room, closed the door and left the bolt, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The water was very small, so he rushed to the bathroom for half an hour to wipe it clean. He was too lazy to find a ***, so he simply entered the inner room naked. The curtains were hung in the inner room, and the room was pitch black, but Ye Zhao could also touch the bed with his eyes closed, lifting the blanket, and then got in. He reached out and hugged Sharaba happily. When he took a shower, he suddenly felt lust. Thinking of this little *** from becoming his own prisoner to following him all the way, his heart was even more tender.

Sharava turned her back to Ye Zhao. Ye Zhao naturally habitually put her *** on her buttocks and enjoyed the soft and elastic feeling of clamping. She skillfully lifted up Sharava's pajamas and stretched in with her hands. Hey, Sharava was wearing a bellyband today?

This thought flashed, but his hand kept reaching into his bellyband, and grabbed Sharaba with one side of his claw. This was Ye Zhao's favorite show. Whenever he caught Sharaba, he screamed when he thought that Sharaba was pressed under him, and his heart was even more passionate.

Hey? Ye Zhao suddenly became stunned. Why did he become smaller? He felt that the pepper milk was full, smooth, tender and soft, which made people feel a wonderful feeling that it was melting at the beginning. The feeling was as if your hands were melting inch by inch. This pair of soft pepper milk was truly a wonderful thing in the world.

Suddenly, Ye Zhao thought of something and broke out in cold sweat. He was about to let go, and then he heard the delicate scream of a girl with an octave height in his ear. Then his ribs hurt violently and fell to the bed.

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No matter what, I have been in the top ten miles for half a month. I am very happy to join the army, and I also thank my brothers and sisters for their support.

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Chapter completed!