Marry Changle in Datang

Chapter 179 If my sister's husband can do it, so can you!
Princess Gao Yang wanted to say something, but seeing Bian Ji's appearance, she suddenly realized that what she had done was too much, she lowered her head, feeling a little apologetic in her heart.

Alas, I ask too much, I have already left the palace, how dare I ask so much.

Princess Gao Yang sighed, and only now began to gradually accept that she had fled.

In the end, the vegetarian porridge finally entered Princess Gaoyang's stomach.

Today is different, since she has chosen to elope with Bian Ji, even if she suffers hardships, she has to go to the end crying.

She must not be picking and choosing, she is difficult in all aspects, why is it not difficult to argue?
It just passed overnight.

Early the next morning, when the cock crowed, Bian Ji had already woken up, washed up, and was ready to find some work.

He glanced at Gao Yang who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, stood at the door for a long time, but finally did not wake her up, turned and left.

The market in the early morning is not very lively, and most of the vendors have just set up their stalls.

Bian Ji walked aimlessly on the street, came to a restaurant, and stopped.

Maybe, I can be an errand in this restaurant or something.

Thinking of this, Bian Ji entered the building, and the aroma of wine and vegetables wafted into his nostrils.

"Hey, the guest officer is a new face? Are you a top player or a hotel?"

As soon as he entered, the waiter from the shop greeted him with a shake of a rag and asked.

Bian Ji smiled a bit, it was the first time he came out to find a job, he was a little nervous.

He scratched his head involuntarily, and said with a shy smile: "Shopkeeper, I... I'm not here to stay at the store, I just want to ask you, do we still need errands here?"

After listening to the waiter, the waiter was slightly taken aback.

Knowing that Bian Ji came to find a job, he was very suspicious.

A monk came looking for work, which was a bit strange in any way.

The waiter in the shop suddenly lost his respectful attitude towards the customers, and wiped his hands with the rag on his shoulders, and began to scrutinize and debate the situation intentionally or unintentionally.

Hmm...the person looks fair and clean, the first impression that the waiter in the store passed the test after reading it, so he said lightly: "errand runner, wait, I have to ask our shopkeeper, you just wait here Bar."

After finishing speaking, he left, and when he came back not long after, he didn't even look at the defense machine, just said "no", and then put on a smiling face to greet the guests who just came in.

Bianji suddenly became the focus because of the "don't" sentence by the waiter.

Some ladies and gentlemen, seeing Bian Ji's destitute appearance, began to whisper.

"This little monk looks quite handsome, how could he be so downcast that he needs to come out to find work?"

"Hey, what you said is wrong. Although our Chang'an City is the capital of the country, there are also some poor people. I think he is dressed plainly, and he is probably a child of a poor family."

"I don't think so. With his pretty face, he must not have been raised by a poor family. In my opinion, this young monk must have fallen from his family, or the temple has closed."

"That's right, the temperament in his gestures is not something a child from a poor family can have, tsk tsk tsk, I'm really curious about what happened to him."

The diners around were discussing and constantly pointing and pointing at the debate machine.

Listening to those in-and-out discussions, Bian Ji panicked for a moment, feeling that he had lost face, and left in a hurry.

On the way, Bianji sighed helplessly, the elopement life of just one day turned out to be so exhausting.

I had to cook my own meals, and was rejected when I applied for a job.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking of the days when he was still in the temple.

In fact, it is not bad to chant scriptures and Buddha every day, right?
Bian Ji regretted eloping with Princess Gao Yang.

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As time passed slowly, Bian Ji walked through one street after another, and asked about odd jobs or teahouses one after another, and the sun had come to noon before he knew it.

He looked up at Shi Chen and sighed helplessly.

From today when the cock crowed and got up to look for a job, several envoys have passed, and it was already noon, but they still found nothing.

This feeling of frustration made Bian Ji even more uncomfortable.

"That's all, that's all, let's go back first, come out and look for it after eating."

Bian Ji sighed again, and then walked towards the temporary residence of himself and Princess Gao Yang.

At the same time, Princess Gao Yang hadn't washed for a long time, squatting next to the stove, and blowing wildly at the firewood that was billowing with thick smoke.

She knew that Bianji had gone out early to earn a living, so she wanted to cook for herself, so that she could have a hot meal when Bianji came back.

But she...she really overestimated herself.

In the past, she was pampered and pampered for more than ten years, and she never even wore clothes herself. How could she cook like a good wife and mother?

She couldn't help feeling frustrated, and after several attempts to no avail, she was so angry that she kicked directly onto the stove.

Gao Yang looked at the continuously rolling stove, and said angrily, "I'm so mad at the princess, if I'm still in the palace, how could I suffer from this kind of burden?"

She suddenly felt a little regretful, and turned her head to look at the house they bought almost at a loss. It was still a shabby cottage, and she was even more angry.

Last night, when she was sleeping, she was still thinking that there was no room for regret for the path she chose, no matter how hard or tiring she was, as long as she lived with Bian Ji, now...

Gao Yang's eyes turned red for no reason.

This is completely different from the elopement she imagined! !

"How did this happen? Why did my sister elope as well, but the result was so good?"

"My sister's husband, Qin Wenyuan, not only achieved great success, but also made his father personally order the award of titles. He even regrets the act of expelling my sister from the royal family."

"Why, why is it so difficult for me to even have a meal..."

Gao Yang talked to himself, and the more he talked, the more sad he became.

It was at this time that the defense machine came back.

Seeing the thick smoke billowing from the back of the house, I felt anxious and ran over quickly.

"Xia He! Where are you, are you okay?"

Bian Ji looked flustered, after not seeing Gao Yang in the main hall, he hurriedly went around to the back of the house.

When he looked at the situation of Gao Yang and the stove, he froze in place.

When Gao Yang saw that the defense machine had returned, his little face blackened by the smoke was completely covered with grievances, and the tears fell even more fiercely.

"Dinglin, woo woo woo..."

Gao Yang sobbed.

"Why are you crying? But the fire burned your hand?"

Bian Ji hurriedly ran in front of Gao Yang, knelt down and began to comfort Gao Yang, while secretly heaving a sigh of relief in his heart.

He thought the house was on fire, but it turned out to be okay, there was no fire, and everyone was fine.

Listening to Bian Ji's inquiry, Gao Yang sniffed his nose, wiped away his tears, then pointed at the stove and said angrily, "They!! They all bully me, I want to light a fire for you to cook, but they are Can't make it! It's just going against me!"

Hearing this, Bian Ji was amused. Looking at the smoke still billowing from the stove, he felt angry and funny at the same time.

He smiled, and said in a bad mood: "Xia He, I thought something happened. It turned out to be like this. Since there is no fire, you can just wait for me to come back. Why bother with a pile of wood? Let's see." Are you mad?"

"I...I..." Gao Yang was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Okay, okay." Bian Ji laughed again, and continued: "Hurry up and wash your face, isn't it just living and cooking, I'll do it."

After finishing the words, Gao Yang nodded, and walked into the room in a breath.

When Gao Yang came out again, Bian Ji had already started cooking.

At this moment, Gao Yang sat quietly at the side and looked at the figure who started to work, and said abruptly: "Dinglin, you have been out for so long today, but did you find any work?"

Hearing this, Bian Ji lightened his hand for a moment, then smiled, and said: "Now Chang'an City is affected by the locust catastrophe a few days ago, and many people know that Chang'an City is safe, so they flock in one after another, hoping to stay safe for the rest of their lives. "

"As soon as there are more people, how can it be so easy to find jobs? After eating, I will continue to look for them."

After speaking, he resumed lighting the fire.

Gao Yang pouted, and said angrily: "Yes, it's all my sister's husband Qin Wenyuan's fault. It's the solution he offered to deal with the locusts that makes you unable to find a job now. It's really abominable!"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

After Bian Ji listened to it, he felt that Gao Yang's thinking was too simple.

If it weren't for Qin Wenyuan's handling of the locust catastrophe, it's hard to say whether there is Chang'an City now.

As soon as Qin Wenyuan was mentioned, Bianji felt a sense of frustration.

Qin Wenyuan is too dazzling, and Gao Yang often compares him with Qin Wenyuan, Bianji just feels uncomfortable.

"Yes."

Bian Ji casually said something perfunctory, and continued to light the fire again.

The two never spoke again.

After dinner, when Bianji was about to leave, Gao Yang stopped him suddenly and said, "Dinglin, wait a moment."

Bian Ji stopped in his tracks, turned his head and looked at her puzzled, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Gao Yang didn't answer, turned around and locked the door, then ran towards Bian Ji.

When he came to a distance of only half a meter, as if to cheer himself up, he squeezed a fist with his small hand and said firmly: "I will go find a job with you today, after all, I think my sister also came here with Qin Wenyuan. , so I can't let you work hard alone."

"I want to fight with you! Then, in the future, my father will also regret the act of betrothing me to Fang Jun!"

After finishing speaking, Bian Ji gave a faint "hmm" and nodded.

Ever since, the figures of the two disappeared at the entrance of the village.

After running around all afternoon, Gao Yang was tired, so Bianji took her to find a tea shed to sit down, Xiao Er warmly poured tea and greeted her, only Bianji had a sad face.

A sadness that was so strong that it could not be resolved, like negative energy, also infected Gao Yang next to him.

At this time, a few coolies came from a distance, maybe they had just rested, and everyone was sweating profusely.

"It's really not a job for humans! I almost died of exhaustion there!" A man who looked stronger took a sip of tea and said so.

The people around him listened, drank the tea, sighed, and said: "Oh, there is no way, there are wives and children at home, so we can't leave them alone."

"Oh, I'm just complaining. The one in my family still wears a handkerchief every day, and earns the few scattered money to share the burden for me. What more can a husband ask for if he has such a good wife."

After saying something else, the man paid the tea money and left in a hurry with his companions.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Bian Ji's mind, he quickly pulled Gao Yang to chase after him, and said, "Brother in front, please stay still."

Hearing this, the man stopped in his tracks, looked at Bian Ji and Gao Yang, and asked, "Little monk, what do you want me to do?"

Bian Ji cupped his hands and saluted, "Brother to tell you the truth, my wife and I have just arrived here and want to find some work to earn a living. Just now I heard from my elder brother that there is a job, so... so I would like to ask, elder brother, can you introduce it to me?" Recommendation, so that our husband and wife can make a living."

When the man looked at the debate machine more carefully, he looked suspicious, "Little monk, I think you are very thin and weak, maybe you are doing or not coming to our work?"

"After all, what we did was hard work, and even we were almost exhausted. Little monk, can you really do it?"

Bian Ji knew he couldn't do it, but for the sake of living, he gritted his teeth and nodded, and said firmly, "I can do it, life forces me to do it, and I hope my elder brother can help me."

Hearing this, the man still didn't believe it.

But he glanced at Gao Yang who was tired behind him, and couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic, and couldn't help saying: "In this case, you two, you two, follow me."

After walking through several streets, the man led Gao Yang to his home, let his wife receive him, and then left with the defense machine to look for work.

When they went home after dark, Bian Ji was sweating profusely, pushed the door open, watched Gao Yang mending under the candlelight, sighed, and went to cook.

The days passed day by day, and in a blink of an eye, ten days had passed since Gao Yang left the palace.

However, even though both of them are busy making ends meet, life is still very difficult.

Gao'an County, on the bank of Fushui River.

At this time, it was noon, and the sun was very strong.

Bianji was on the bank of the river, running back and forth to the warehouse with dozens of catties of goods on his back.

The thin body is far inferior to those who are strong and healthy, and they are tired and sweaty from going back and forth, and they are extremely miserable.

At this moment, he couldn't help thinking of the days when he was still in the temple.

If he hadn't eloped with Princess Gaoyang back then, maybe... Maybe he wouldn't have suffered this kind of hardship in his life, would he?

Thinking of this, the debate was lost.

It wasn't until he bumped into someone walking towards him from the warehouse that the things on his shoulders fell off, and he recovered from his fugue.

"You guy, what the hell is going on? How the hell did you hit me on such a wide road?" The person who was hit said angrily.

The braider hurriedly bowed to apologize, he has no backer to rely on because of his small arms and legs, now he can't say anything else except apologizing.

(End of this chapter)