The winter in the Imperial City is snowy.

Early in the morning, snowflakes fell on the sky that had been gloomy all night and they all fell down.

The butler in Bo Mansion Courtyard told the servants to do things quickly with snowflakes.

Bo Langjun stood in front of the window of the study, looking at the snowflakes dancing like goose feathers.

"It's cold! Don't always stand at the window to have a breath! Come and take medicine!"

Luo Jiaojiao's crisp voice rang behind Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun gently closed the window, turned around and walked slowly to the tea table and sat down.

Two brown-red pills and a bowl of clear spring water were placed in front of him.

“Can’t this pill be smaller?”

Bo Langjun muttered in his heart, but he still stretched out his ivory white finger and pinched one into his mouth.

He took a sip of water slowly and swallowed the pill with great difficulty.

Luo Jiaojiao saw Bo Langjun frowning and swallowing, and couldn't help but blurt out:

"fool!"

Bo Langjun raised his eyebrows. He grew up so old that no one had ever said this to him.

"Give!"

Luo Jiaojiao broke the pills into four pieces and put them in Bo Langjun's hand.

Bo Langjun stared at the pill that had been broken into small pieces and cursed her lips, then put it in her mouth and fed it with water.

It turns out that it is not so choking! Bo Langjun glanced at Luo Jiaojiao who lowered her head to make tea, and said in his heart:

"You're smart!"

"Master! Zheng Shi Jing is here!"

Feng Yue saw Zheng Kun walking towards the study at the door and quickly reported to Bo Langjun.

"So early?"

Bo Langjun got up and walked to the door to greet him.

Zheng Kun politely when he met Bo Langjun:

"It's early morning that day, so I came here right now!"

"please!"

Bo Langjun brought the Chief Censor into the study.

Luo Jiaojiao poured tea for Bo Langjun and Zheng Kun who had just settled down, and then walked out of the study gently.

It's snowing so hard!

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't help but reach out to pick up the snowflakes.

"Go into the house and rest! Don't be frozen!"

Jiang Yu also received the invitation and rushed over. Seeing that Luo Jiaojiao was not wearing a robe, he urged her to go back to the house.

Luo Jiaojiao smiled at Jiang Yu, and obediently went to her and Bo Langjun's warm pavilion to rest.

The extremely bored Luo Jiaojiao picked up the martial arts secret book he obtained in Chu and started reading it.

The skills on the secret book deeply attracted Luo Jiaojiao. She watched and gestured, and it was noon before she knew it.

"Madam! Master, please go to the living room!"

Feng Yue walked to the door of the warm room and knocked.

Luo Jiaojiao then remembered the luncheon and hurriedly put out the secret book and walked out of the warm room.

Feng Yue opened his umbrella to cover Luo Jiaojiao with wind and snow.

"No need to be so troublesome!"

Luo Jiaojiao lifted her skirt and ran to the living room, making Feng Yue a little confused.

Where can I still look like my uncle’s wife?

Luo Jiaojiao ran to the door of the banquet living room and stopped. She shook the snowflakes on her body, tidied up her hair and walked in.

The Censor Zheng and Jiang Yu bowed to Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao returned the favor as usual, and then sat next to Bo Langjun.

At this time, Zhang Tingwei had not arrived yet.

"He is afraid he won't dare to come!"

Zheng Kun quipped.

"There are things he dare not? I'm afraid that it will be delayed by some case!"

Bo Langjun picked up the teacup and took a sip, looked up at the door of the banquet living room.

"I've met Zhang Tingwei!"

When Feng Yue saw Zhang Tingwei coming over wearing white snowflakes, he immediately bowed his head and bowed.

The guards at the door helped Zhang Tingwei sweep the snow on his body.

"I'm busy with official duties and I'm late. Please forgive me for my uncle!"

As soon as Zhang Tingwei entered the door of the banquet living room, he politely said to Bo Langjun.

"Sit down!"

When Bo Langjun saw Zhang Tingwei sitting down, he signaled that the butler at the door could start the seat.

"I heard that the uncle-in-law lost face in front of the prince for the sake of Zhao Qi, who deserves to be killed by a crime! Is there anything wrong?"

After hearing Bo Langjun telling what happened that day, Zheng Kun also felt that Zhang Tingwei had done a little too much, after all, Zhao Qi should have died long ago.

"Zhao Qi deserves to die! But his life and death should be carried out by the government! Besides, he was killed when he was caught! Shouldn't the Tingwei Mansion check the reason?"

Zhang Tingwei raised his eyes and looked directly at Zheng Kun.

"It's time to check! But what does this have to do with the uncle?"

Zheng Kun also looked back at Zhang Tingwei.

"According to the confession of Jiang Ci, Zhao Qi's subordinate, they were about to go to Yipinxian Restaurant to meet with their uncle! Shouldn't I ask the previous question?"

Seeing the delicious wine and food on the table, Zhang Tingwei started eating without hesitation.

"He was very calm! He ignored his disrespect to me that day!"

Seeing this, Bo Langjun pursed his lips unhappily.

"The Zhao family has always had a rift with the uncle, but you don't know!"

Zheng Kun also poured a glass of wine on his own and tasted it. He and Zhang Tingwei were used to being frugal and rarely drank such good wine or ate such delicious food.

"It just so happened that the uncle of the country really went to Yipinxian Restaurant! Did you think this happened?"

Zhang Tingwei "Zi Liu" had another drink.

Seeing that Bo Langjun didn't move his chopsticks at all, Luo Jiaojiao only took a sip of the wine, and filled his glass with him.

"He went to Yipinxian Restaurant to my appointment!"

Shan Chen walked in with the smell of the mellow wine.

"please!"

When Bo Langjun saw Shan Chen coming, his unhappiness in his heart decreased a lot.

Shan Chen sat in the seat opposite Jiang Yu.

Luo Jiaojiao got up and poured wine for her master Shanchen.

Shan Chen drank a sip and said:

"Good wine!"

Zhang Tingwei was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Shan Chen would really come to the imperial city.

"Master! Eat more!"

Luo Jiaojiao poured another glass of wine for Shan Chen and picked up a lot of dishes for him.

Zhang Tingwei looked carefully at Shan Chen, who had already taken a shower and changed his clothes, said:

"Why didn't Shan Daxia go directly to the uncle's mansion when he came to the imperial city?"

Shan Chen calmly ate the meat before responding to Zhang Tingwei's words:

"I'm having a bit of a holiday with this guy!"

"Since Shan Daxia has not met his uncle, why did he come to the mansion again today?"
To be continued...