After feeding the exiled criminals, she was forced to reveal herself

Chapter 152 This is the early years of Daliang Qingyuan

Chapter 152 This is the early years of Daliang Qingyuan

What does a sad person dream like?

Tu Hua slowly walked through the light source, and with every step she took, some crystal fragments of light splashed up.

She gently and carefully touched a secret place in Zhang's sleep.

The chill didn't go away from her body, so she took out a cashmere coat from the system and put it on to keep out the cold. She breathed lightly, and there was a faint white mist.

Faintly, there was a noisy sound coming from the front.

It's almost there, Tuhua thought.

A stream of light rushed toward her, sliding past her.

Another picture scroll appeared in front of me.

The spring breeze is blowing in the willows, the water is flowing under the small bridge, and the stone bridge connects two streets along the river. Under the bridge, there are sellers crouching down and arranging goods. When they meet the young daughters-in-law who stop and look at them, they will say hello to the stalls and lead them to the stalls. Canlianhua praised it and sold it enthusiastically.

In the awning boat docked by the river, there are villagers carrying luggage and saying goodbye to their families for a long journey. The boat is already far away, and there are constant reminders behind it.

The waiter at the store across the street was being scolded by the shopkeeper. He pulled off the white scarf on his shoulder and cursed silently. He climbed up the ladder to correct the plaque. When he saw a customer standing outside the store hesitating, he still couldn't help but put on a skilled smile to help him. Greet people.

Tu Hua walked out of the light source and faced a scene that was completely beyond her expectation.

"Is this Zhang's dream? Didn't I travel through time again?" Tu Hua asked in surprise.

[This is the early Qingyuan year of Daliang. 】

"In the early years of Qingyuan? Isn't that when Xiahou Jie just ascended the throne?"

Tuhua raised her feet and stepped forward, and a magical scene happened. The originally black and white scene, accompanied by her walking in Zhang's dream, seemed to be dyed by colorful watercolors.

In an instant, Tu Hua seemed to have really entered the spring-filled water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

Surrounded by lively and fragrant market fireworks, Tu Hua turned around and looked back into the distance. What she couldn't see was the mist. She felt reassured, and it seemed that she was indeed in Zhang's dream.

What I saw before my eyes was too real!
The real almost gave her another illusion.

She was dressed in a special way, and it was obvious that she was eye-catching when walking through the water town, but everyone passing by her didn't seem to find her appearance out of the ordinary.

Tu Hua felt much more at ease. She walked onto the stone bridge and looked down from a high position.

"Where is Mrs. Zhang?"

It belongs to Zhang's dream, she will not appear here for no reason, but the owner of the dream is not found in the crowd.

A royal blue butterfly flew in front of Tu Hua and circled twice.

"understood."

Following the fluttering butterflies, Tu Hua walked down the stone bridge from the other side, passing by the waiter who climbed up the ladder to wipe the plaque, turned around the steaming steamed bun shop, and walked along the bluestone tiles under his feet for about five or six minutes, and finally saw the sapphire blue A butterfly landed lightly on the shoulder of a young girl.

Tu Hua stood a distance away from the other party and stopped to take a closer look.

"Miss! There's a butterfly on your shoulder!"

When the girl Zhang heard the sound, she stood motionless, staring at the maid in front of her with a pair of smart eyes, and said in a coquettish voice: "Where is it? Where is it? Catch it for me!"

The maid fluttered at the butterfly and found nothing.

The sapphire blue butterfly circled between the master and the servant several times, then flew away leisurely.

The maid said angrily: "Miss, Cuixi is too stupid."

The girl in a bud-green skirt, instead of comforting her, nodded seriously and agreed, "Yes, Cui Xi is too stupid."

"Miss--"

Zhang's appearance as a girl seemed different from what Tu Hua remembered.

In her impression, Mrs. Zhang is casual, stubborn and tenacious, with an invisible tenacious vitality in her body. But now as a girl, Zhang has an oval face, clear eyes, and the natural vitality and cleverness of her age.

She couldn't help but approach the master and servant and found that they were waiting for the fresh sesame cakes that were about to be baked on the street.

"Other people's sugar-filled sesame cakes are sold for three cents each, but your shop's sesame cakes are sold for three cents each! You're evil."

"Hey, my Miss Zhang! What kind of fillings are there? We don't have the unpalatable ones here. Otherwise, how delicious would they be if they were cooked?"

Zhang was not very tall at this time. She stood on tiptoes and looked in, urging: "How long will it take for it to be ready?"

"Quick! Quick!"

"You just said it was going to be fast. This stick of incense is about to burn out, and the pancakes haven't come out yet!"

Tu Hua watched from the side and saw that the shopkeeper of Tangji Shaobing had nothing to do with her. She repeatedly raised her hand and begged for mercy: "Miss Zhang, I know where the door of the Zhang family's house opens. Otherwise, I will have someone deliver it to the Zhang family when it is ready."

"No! I want to buy your sweet-filled sesame cakes for my mother in person. Hurry up! If you don't come out, I won't be able to catch the boat."

"Right away! Right now!"

The shopkeeper led the waiter around, and soon, two large bags of sesame seed cakes were wrapped in brown paper and handed over to the master and servant.

Mrs. Zhang smiled broadly and said, "The shopkeeper's business is booming!"

Shopkeeper Tang Ji cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said with a smile: "The little man would like to wish the eldest lady a safe and happy trip to Beijing! I wish Mr. Zhang a good promotion! I wish my wife a long life and good health!"

A piece of broken silver was left in Tangji Shaobing.

Tu Hua watched as the master and servant walked to the carriage and left in the carriage.

He looked up at Tangji Shaobing, looking at the freshly baked hot cakes.

"Can you scan the recipe for this sesame cake?" Before the system could answer, Tu Hua remembered that this was in Zhang's dream, and seemed a little embarrassed by the system, "Forget it, after all, it was in a dream, so it shouldn't be possible."

One second later, the system sound sounded:

[A recipe for Tangji sesame cakes from Tongli Town, Xunzhou Prefecture, in the early years of Qingyuan in Daliang, has been copied and included in the host's folder, please check it. 】

Tu Hua was stunned for a long time.

I couldn't help but turn around and raise my hand to show my thumbs up in admiration.

ox! Really awesome!

After Tu Hua took a few steps, the scene around her suddenly rotated rapidly, and the light flew past. In the blink of an eye, she came to another place in Zhang's dream.

The Zhang family was on their way to Beijing.

A gust of cold river wind blew against her face. Tu Hua lowered her head and found that she was standing at the bow of the ship.

On the deck, facing the wind, stood a bearded man in his thirties or forties, wearing a brocade robe and an elegant face. It was obvious that he was a handsome man with good looks.

Tu Hua had some guesses in her mind.

At this age, there is also a faint resemblance to Mr. Zhang between his eyebrows. Is this person perhaps not Mr. Zhang’s father?

It was really cold outside. Not only was the river breeze cold, but there was always an icy chill in Zhang's own conscious world. Tu Hua got off the bow of the boat with her hands in her pockets and walked towards the cabin.

The Zhang family's trip to Beijing this time hired a large ship with several large and small rooms in the cabin. Tuhua quickly found the room where Zhang's family was.

Traveling for wealthy people in ancient times was indeed extraordinary.

Zhang's mother's natal family was in business and had a lot of money. Zhang's mother was fully prepared for her husband's return to the Boyuan Marquis Mansion in Beijing this time, and her natal family bought a lot of extra things.

The new emperor ascended the throne, and the Hou Mansion found a way.

Father Zhang was able to revive this time, and the Hou Mansion had done a great job.

(End of this chapter)

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