I opened a tea shop in Bianjing

Chapter 117
Seeing that everyone got on their horses, Mo Yunxiao was still not in a hurry, Madam Wei said: "He Lu, time is running out, I will take Shi Yu to go first!"

After she finished speaking, she jumped on the horse and whipped her whip, and said "Drive!", and the horse jumped up and rushed out, "Madam wait for me!" Mo Yunze followed closely behind.

"He Lu, let's go, what are you still doing?" Li Qingzhao also asked anxiously.

"Wait for a while." After Mo Yunxiao finished speaking, she turned around again, looked at Ma Youxian and Zhang Di, and said, "This time I'm going to take a little risk. I want to divide a part of the imperial army to protect Yuru and my brother."

The two looked at each other and agreed in unison.

"Each of you will take half of the troops, one will follow me, and the other will chase after Yuru." Mo Yunxiao coughed with her hands cupped around her mouth, and asked, "Which one of you would like to follow me?"

Zhang Di narrowed his eyes and said, "I can follow Wei..."

"Okay, then let's Zhang Di." Mo Yunxiao interrupted him, and said: "If you don't do your best, I will sue you at the official's house!"

Zhang Di's face was flushed with anger, but he had no choice but to sigh in vain, and followed behind Mo Yunxiao with his head drooping.

"Mo Yunxiao, I have never led a soldier before." Zhang Di said: "This time I am just a supervisor, not a commander in chief. If you arrange things like this, if something goes wrong and the officials will blame you, then you have to be careful."

At this time, Mo Yunxiao got on the horse, and said with a smile: "Okay, at worst, I will go to see the official, show grievances, and win the official's mercy. Forgive him, he will not embarrass me. But what about you? You are not good at errands. Well, someone has got to get punished. If it wasn't me, it would have to be you."

Zhang Di widened his eyes and said in a low voice: "Mo Yunxiao! Don't bully me too much! Which of the concubines in the harem never curry favor with those around the emperor? With me here, you will never want to enter the palace to enjoy wealth!"

"But I just want to enter the palace to enjoy wealth, what should I do?" Mo Yunxiao looked at him with a smile, which made him furious.

"Entered the palace... entered the palace...you must be a Yang Taizhen too!" Zhang Di also got on the horse.

"Hahaha, I am loved by thousands of people, so I can't ask for more. Drive!" Mo Yunxiao smiled heartily, and then flicked the whip, urging the horse to run straight forward.

……

The night wind was still pressing, shuttling through the forest and field, mixed with mournful chant.Yun Xiang curled up in a not-so-spacious cave with her own clothes on.

It is said to be a cave, but it is just a man-made cave on a soil slope. In winter, people on the road will light wolf dung here to keep warm and sleep, so it is not very shady.

Yun Xiang huddled in the cave, the clothes she was wearing radiated a little bit of residual heat, which was the result of being dried by the scholar just now.

The scholar sat at the entrance of the cave, staring blankly at the night sky.His expression was dull, or rather dignified, just like Yun Xiang's expression when he saw him in the thatched cottage.

"Presumably, he also has a sad past?" Thinking of this, Yun Xiang couldn't help feeling a little close to him.

She lowered her head slightly, and suddenly heard the scholar chanted: "Guanshan is difficult to cross, who is sad for those who lost their way."

"Meeting by chance, we are actually a guest from another land." Yun Xiang couldn't help but add.

The scholar hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at her, and saw that she was also looking at him with a reserved smile on her face.

The scholar also laughed, and said: "This "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", so the second girl has also read it."

Yun Xiang nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, the poetry slaves of the Four Great Masters of the early Tang Dynasty have read them since childhood. There are also Yuanbai Yuefu, Wei Jin articles, and some of them."

"Oh, that's right." The scholar lightly patted his forehead with his hands, and said with a smile, "The girls from the Mo family are virtuous and gentle, and they naturally read books. They are no different than those village girls, although they are also pretty and lovely. , It's a pity that I don't have any ink in my chest, so it's not worth mentioning."

Yun Xiang knew that he was praising himself in a disguised form, and was already slightly happy. Looking at this man's fair skin, well-proportioned facial features, and a princely air that could not be concealed between the two thick eyebrows, although his appearance was slightly inferior to "Little Pan'an" Song Mingxuan , but his temperament is far better than that of Song Lang, so he might be able to leap into the dragon's gate and get a Jinshi in the future.

Thinking of this, Yun Xiang was overjoyed, and his heart couldn't help agreeing to him.

So Yunxiang asked: "I just don't know why sir has such emotion? Could it be that sir also has other difficulties?"

The scholar was stunned for a moment, his eyes radiated a sharp brilliance.Yun Xiang was taken aback, hurriedly lowered her head, and said, "Young girl is outspoken, sir, don't blame me."

But the scholar smiled and said, "Second Miss, don't have to be abrupt. Alas, who in the world doesn't have any difficulties?"

"Is sir also a candidate who went to Beijing to catch up with the exam?" Yun Xiang asked.

The corner of the scholar's mouth twitched slightly, and he said: "Yes, this year is the year of the Dabi, and the capital I saw was met with robbers. Alas, if one day, I can fly a dragon in the sky, I must rectify the government of the world, and return the people to a peaceful and prosperous world .”

Yun Xiang didn't hear the deep meaning in his words, but thought he was a good man with great ambitions, so he liked him even more.

"It's just that the road to imperial examinations has always been difficult. Nu's father often said that now treacherous officials are in power, forcing good people into prostitution, so my father doesn't allow us to make friends with powerful people."

"That's right." The scholar looked at the sky and said quietly: "There are treacherous officials in the court, and there are mediocre people in the frontier. Passed away. In a blink of an eye, a hundred years of vicissitudes, today's people mourn the past, and future generations mourn the present. But the people of the world are drunk, dreaming and dying, and no one sees through the crisis. If one day, Hu Qi goes south, how can we resist?"

The more Yun Xiang heard it, the more astonished he became, and he thought to himself: "Sure enough, he is an outstanding man. Who else in the world can dissect his interests so profoundly like him."

The man turned his head and said to Yun Xiang: "It is my lifelong wish to rectify the government internally and build military equipment externally. Alas, it's a pity that the road ahead is so uncertain. I don't know when will this wish come true?"

Yun Xiang smiled and said: "As long as you work hard and become a minister in the future, why don't you worry about such a big event?"

"Yes, the second girl taught me a lesson." The man smiled wryly and shook his head again and again, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "How can I pay attention to mere mere chiefs? Flood dragons enter the sea, fierce tigers return to the mountains, how can you not be an emperor?" My ambition? How can I get revenge!"

"Sir, why do you keep calling me Miss Nuer?" Yun Xiang said angrily, "Although I have a daughter brother, I have been at odds since childhood. I know that Nu's brother likes to roam the rivers and lakes, and has made friends with many people. Therefore, people Everyone praised her and liked her. But my husband didn't know how she bullied my slaves. She was only proud of her own birth, so she spoke harshly. It was just that she fell into the Jinming Lake on the day of Shangyuan and almost died. Since then But my temperament has changed a lot, and I treat my slave better. But I still don't like her, and I don't like others calling me the second girl."

The scholar said with a smile: "The women in the house have always been like this. It's not surprising. It's just that what should I call a girl?"

Yun Xiang giggled and said, "You might as well call her Nu Xiang'er, that's how Nu's mother was called."

"Oh!" The scholar's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked again: "I don't know how those gangsters took Xiang'er away?"

Yun Xiang sighed, and said, "It's a long story. But in the final analysis, the blame has to be settled on Mo Yunxiao's head."

"How do you say that?" the scholar asked suspiciously.

Yun Xiang then explained how Mo Yunxiao got to know the official family, how he entered the palace of Prince Jian, and how he cooperated with Mrs. Wei, the official family, to suppress the Cao Gang and King Jian's rebellion.

In her narration, only a part of her secret promise to Zhao Mingcheng was omitted, and most of the rest were objective facts, but it was inevitable that some words belittled Mo Yunxiao.

The scholar nodded when he heard this, and sighed: "It's really a fire at the city gate that caused the fish in the pond. Alas, I thought that the eldest girl of the Mo family was a hero among women, but I didn't expect to deceive King Jian like this. How can such a hero do it. "

Hearing what he said, Yun Xiang seemed to be complaining about King Jian, so he said: "But King Jian is known as the 'Dragon of Flowers', and he is a frivolous and loose person. Although Mo Yunxiao doesn't like this slave, but except Losing King Jian can be regarded as an avenging shame for the women of the world."

"Xiang'er, have you seen King Jian?" the scholar asked.

Yun Xiang froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"This is it." The scholar said: "Throughout the ages, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Everyone in the world does not know that Han Gaozu was a humble man, and King Xiang was a real hero. But when Gaozu won the world, he asked people to fabricate What kind of legend about the son of the Red Emperor came out. Hmph! It’s just deception!”

Yun Xiang frowned slightly, and said: "This is also reasonable, but the extravagance and extravagance in Prince Jian's mansion is something that is talked about in the streets of Tokyo, so it should be true."

"Only those in the game know the right and wrong, and outsiders are just spreading rumors, so why should we rely on them?" the scholar retorted.

Yun Xiang nodded, and murmured, "That's true."

She thought for a while, and then asked: "Could it be that Mr. Jian is acquainted with King Jian? That's why you say this?"

"Me?" The scholar chuckled, and said, "Prince Jian is the son of Shenzong, a royal relative, how do you know each other like a commoner?"

Yun Xiang wanted to ask again, but the scholar suddenly leaned over and covered Yun Xiang's mouth.Yun Xiang was taken aback and almost cried out.

The scholar said softly: "Don't speak, there are people outside!"

Yun Xiang listened carefully, and he heard the sound of horses' hooves outside, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping outside.

She turned her eyes again, and saw that the scholar's hand was covering her mouth, but her eyes were staring outside, full of vigilance.

Seeing him like this, Yun Xiang was secretly happy.Although he did this to protect himself, he always stood in front of him, giving Yunxiang a sense of security.

Before the sound of the horse's hooves had completely gone away, the scholar let go of Yun Xiang and moved towards the entrance of the cave.Yun Xiang suddenly reached out to grab his arm, and he turned around and asked, "Xiang'er, what's wrong?"

Yun Xiang was so nervous that she couldn't speak, she just kept shaking her head, as if to say, "Don't go there, it would be bad if someone found out."

The scholar smiled slightly, and said: "It's okay, you just stay well, I just take a look, and you have to know whether it's an enemy or a friend."

Only then did Yun Xiang let go of his hand and watched him move to the entrance of the cave.He opened his eyes, and there was a familiar figure in front of him. It was a figure that he loved and hated at the same time.

At this moment, cold sweat broke out from his body involuntarily. "Mo Yunxiao?!" He gritted his teeth and muttered, but his voice was very low, so Yun Xiang couldn't hear him.

He turned his head and said to Yun Xiang: "It's unbelievable that this group of gangsters colluded with the government. They must have come to hunt us down."

"Ah?" Yun Xiang was bewildered and asked, "What should I do?"

The scholar came over and held her hands tightly, and said, "There are only two ways right now. First, I will send you home. Your daughter brother has the backing of Privy Councilor Zeng and the emperor, and these thieves will not do anything to you. "

Yun Xiang felt reasonable, so he said: "Then you go back with me, you saved me, and my family will definitely accommodate you."

The scholar shook his head with a smile, and said: "I can stay in your house if I go, but it's not a long-term solution. I will find another place eventually, and the thieves will not be sure to miss it."

Yun Xiang thought for a while, then asked, "Then what is the other way?"

"I'll take you away to a place where the thieves will definitely not find you. I'll hide for a while, and when the turmoil subsides, I'll go to the city to find your sister and ask her to pick you up. That's more appropriate. "

Yun Xiang nodded hastily, and said, "That's very good. Nu... I will let you go, don't leave me behind."

The scholar smiled and said, "Xiang'er, you trust me so much, how can I lie to you and hurt you."

The scholar's words were like a fire in the cold winter, burning Yun Xiang's heart itchy and hot.She no longer cared about her daughter's reservedness, and hugged the scholar close to her body, leaning her head tightly on his shoulder, choked up and said, "I don't know the name of the master yet."

"My surname is Zhao too," said the scholar.

"Zhao Lang!" Yun Xiang shed a tear, which wet the scholar's clothes: "Even if Zhao Lang is going to the mountains of swords and seas of fire, the slave will go too."

The scholar patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, "Of course there is no need to go. Xiang'er, it's not too late. Let's leave quickly."

(End of this chapter)