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"Okay!" Liang Dazhu is happy to show his appearance. △↗,.

"By the way, after telling the master, go and report the good news to Mr. Lu immediately."

"I understand!" Liang Dazhu smiled with a big mouth.

Lu Yuan and Liang Dazhu returned to the mansion excitedly. As soon as they entered the door, they saw the servant step forward and said:

"Butler, there are guests from the Marquis who are visiting."

There was no surprise on Lu Yuan's face. Luo Xin had many friends, and now too many people knew that Luo Xin lived here, so they were not surprised to find it. They nodded and said to Liang Dazhu:

"Dazhu, you set off immediately."

"Okay!" Liang Dazhu responded, but suddenly stopped there, looking forward in a daze. Lu Yuan turned his head and looked along Liang Dazhu's gaze. He saw a young scholar walking towards here. When he saw Liang Dazhu, his eyes lit up. He walked two steps to call:

"Brother Liang!"

Hearing the young scholar's voice, Liang Dazhu suddenly shook and said, "It's you!"

Let’s talk about the Ministry of Rites. It was already afternoon after the Qionglin Banquet. Luo Xin led a group of officials of the same year, respectfully waiting for a series of officials to arrive. These people include the Minister of Reading the Paper, the Envoy of the Luanyi Guard, the Minister of Rites, and the Paper, the Crown, the Secretariat, the Supervisor, the Supervisor, the Supervisor, the Supervisor, the Supervisor, the Supervisor, the Guardian, the Chief, the List, the Printing Paper, etc. These people are all officials who served them in the Examination. Luo Xin and the others want to thank them one by one. After this thanks, they were not only so tired that their waists were broken, but also at dusk, and they were unable to leave. Then there was a grand banquet, which lasted until nearly three o'clock in the morning.

Drinking two meals a day, and not drinking less, Luo Xin was even more unlikely to drink less. He was an important person to pay attention to. In fact, before the banquet was over, Luo Xin was already drunk and was carried by Lu Zhonglian in the car. Zhou Yu and others also carried their families to the car. None of the nine people was sober at this time, and they were still like dead pigs until they returned to the mansion.

Lu Yuan had already arranged the maids, put nine people in the bathtub, bathed the nine people, and carried them to their respective beds. The maids brought the stewed sobering soup to the window and fed them one by one.

Liang Dazhu did not leave, and Lu Yuan did not ask the reason. He knew it must be related to the scholar, and he also heard that the scholar's voice was not a scholar at all, but a woman disguised.

What else can I say?

He pretended not to know, but since Liang Dazhu knew him, he gave him to Liang Dazhu to entertain him. Liang Dazhu waited until Lu Zhonglian came back before pulling Lu Zhonglian aside and whispered something in a low voice. Lu Zhonglian suddenly said in surprise:

"What? Why did she come?"

"How do I know?" Liang Dazhu whispered: "I will leave the capital and return to my hometown to report the good news tomorrow morning, and I will leave the safety of the marquis to you."

"You are worried..." Lu Zhonglian asked with his eyes blinking.

"It's not true, but it's always right to be more careful."

"Yes, leave it to me. You go to bed. You have to get up and run early tomorrow."

Liang Dazhu nodded and turned around and left. Lu Zhonglian thought about it, then went to the kitchen to grab two buns, and then came to Luo Xin's room door to wait. After a while, he saw Luo Xin walking into the room and put it on the bed by his servants. Then a maid covered Luo Xin's quilt and then walked out.

About a quarter of an hour passed again, and a maid came over with a cup of sobering soup, and at this moment, the door next to Luo Xin opened with a creaking sound, and a young scholar walked out and said to Lu Zhonglian:

"Brother Lu!"

When Lu Zhonglian saw the scholar, he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to call him, so he asked vaguely:

"Why are you here?"

A trace of sadness appeared in the scholar's eyes and he said softly: "Can't I come?"

"No..." Lu Zhonglian rubbed his big hands in front of him and said awkwardly: "I don't mean that."

The scholar walked to the door, reached out to the maid and said, "I'll do it."

The maid looked at Lu Zhonglian. Lu Zhonglian hesitated for a moment and finally nodded. The scholar took the sobering soup and walked into the bedroom. Lu Zhonglian waved his hand at the maid, then walked in immediately, standing at the door and staring at the scholar.

The scholar ignored Lu Zhonglian and came to the window. He helped Luo Xin up with one hand, then sat on the head of the bed, let Luo Xin lean on his suspicion, and held the sober soup with the other hand. He first tried the temperature with his lips, and then gently convinced Luo Xin.

Then he put Luo Xin down again, covered the quilt, sat on the brocade stool in front of the bed, and looked at the drunk Luo Xin with his hands on his chin.

Lu Zhonglian, who was standing at the door, sighed in his heart and leaned against the door frame, but his eyes were always staring at the scholar.

"Brother Lu, do you think Luo Lang and I will have a result?" the scholar said softly without looking back, his voice full of confusion and helplessness.

Lu Zhonglian smiled bitterly and was speechless. After a while, the scholar's faint voice sounded again:

"You don't know, don't you?"

Lu Zhonglian finally said with difficulty: "I... am not a marquis, I don't know what the marquis thinks. But... with the marquis' temperament, I will definitely give you an explanation."

The scholar was silent, and Lu Zhonglian was silent, and there was a sad atmosphere in the air.

Gradually, the scholar lay on the head of the bed and fell asleep. Lu Zhonglian, who was leaning against the door frame, sighed softly.

The sky showed white white, and then the whiteness gradually spread, driving the darkness back towards the sky. The sunlight gradually shone down from the sky and shone into the bedroom through the window.

Lu Zhonglian, who had been leaning against the door frame, looked at the scholar sleeping soundly by the bed with a little red eyes, but finally shook his head gently.

"What a miserable person!"

"Squeak..."

The bed board rang, and Luo Xin, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and felt someone beside him. He moved his eyes to the edge of the bed, and saw a man lying on the head of his bed, wearing a Confucian shirt, looking like a man.

"Who is this?"

That big man could serve at his bedside in disguise?

It must be not Zhou Yu and the others, and they may be as drunk as themselves.

"Who is this?"

Luo Xin moved his eyes around the room, and then looked at Lu Zhonglian leaning against the door frame, and his mind was a little disconnected.

"Why did Zhong Lian stand in his room? In the past, even if he was drunk, Lu Daqing was serving him. Moreover, Lu Daqing would not stand in the bedroom and stare at him directly, but was outside."

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*(To be continued.)
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