Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Xu Zizhen's few words shocked Chongzong who was far away in Xixia and almost sent someone to look for him back, but he himself didn't know that the hard work of the past few days had actually exhausted him, and Xu Bingzhe had just been cheated. Relaxing her back, seeing Zhuo Ya's peaceful sleeping posture, she also fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up again, he found that it was dark outside the window, and when he turned his head again, he found that Zhuo Ya was staring at him with wide eyes.

Xu Zizhen felt relieved: "You've woken up, you almost scared me to death."

Zhuo Ya looked at him expressionlessly and said, "I'm hungry."

Xu Zizhen stood up and rubbed his numb legs: "I'll go get you something to eat, wait."

Zhuo Ya watched Xu Zizhen go out, reached out and lifted the quilt to look at the clothes on her body, bit her lips and cursed in a low voice: "The thief!"

She was originally wearing a long white dress, but now she only has a jacket left on her body, and there is a brown stain from the lower edge of the neckline to the chest, which smells like medicine, and the stain is obvious was wiped...

Not long after, Xu Zizhen came back in, holding a large blue and white bowl in his hand, walked over and sat down by the bed, stretching out his hand habitually to hug Zhuoya again.

Zhuo Ya stared: "The pervert, what are you doing?"

Xu Zizhen was so frightened that his hands shook, and he said angrily: "Help you up and drink porridge, what else can you do? Treat yourself like a donkey's liver and lungs."

Zhuo Ya propped herself up to sit up, and said angrily, "I'll do it myself." As she said that, she was about to reach out to pick up the bowl, but after all, the high fever hadn't subsided, her hands and feet were weak, and she almost overturned the porridge when her hands softened.

Xu Zizhen quickly caught it, and said helplessly, "Forget it, I'm afraid of you, so sit still and let me feed you. I promise not to touch you, okay?"

Zhuo Ya rolled his eyes at him, didn't say anything more, and obediently took Xu Zizhen's hand and started to drink one sip at a time.

A bowl of fragrant millet porridge was quickly drunk, and Zhuoya's forehead was covered with a layer of sweat. Xu Zizhen took a towel and wiped it carefully for her, and said, "Look, I'm talking." Forget it, I didn't meet you, did you? Don't think of me so lecherously, calling me lewd all day long..."

Zhuo Ya snorted: "Who took off my clothes? Who wiped the medicine stain on my chest?"

"Uh..." Xu Zizhen was at a loss for words, and quickly changed the subject, "Lie down while sweating, don't see the wind!" As soon as he finished speaking, he ran out the door as if fleeing.

Zhuo Ya looked at Xu Zizhen's disappearing back, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she hummed softly, "You are a coward."

These days, Zhuoya herself doesn't know when her views on Xu Zizhen have been slowly changing. In fact, Xu Zizhen is not really a "prostitution thief". He was molested by him in Lanzhou city. Qiao Yi and the others proved that it was a misunderstanding, but Zhuo Ya, as the person involved, still couldn't solve the knot.

Xu Zizhen didn't know Zhuo Ya's change of mind, he just ran away subconsciously when he saw her get angry, or because of the incident at the beginning, after all, he had a ghost in his heart, not because he was embarrassed, but because he couldn't help but think of Zhuo Ya's grace Body and creamy skin.

Less than half an hour later, Xu Zizhen came back cautiously, holding a teapot in his hand, poking his head with a dry smile and saying: "Well... since you wake up, it's easy to take care of your body early, tomorrow Go as long as you can."

After all, Zhuoya is a goddess of the snow mountain, and her medical skills are famous in Tubo, so the mere cold is no problem. If it wasn't for the burning fever, it would not be Xu Zizhen's turn to boil medicine for her.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhuo Ya's fever had completely subsided. Although her body was still a little weak, walking was no longer a problem. Xu Zizhen was worried, so he simply spent money to buy a cart, harnessed the horses, and let Zhuo Ya Ya sat in the car. The car was exquisitely crafted, with a thick woolen soft top, and no wind could leak in the car. Xu Zizhen bought a bunch of fruits and snacks for Zhuo Ya to eat on the way to relieve boredom. Although Zhuo Ya didn't say anything What to say, but I remembered Xu Zizhen's thoughtfulness in my heart.

The case of Gui Xiangchun's silk defrauding is gone, and extra manpower was sent at the gate of the city to check the people entering and leaving, but Xu Zizhen was not troubled at all. First, there was nothing in his car except Zhuo Ya, and second, He also lost his beard, and looked like a gentle and handsome young man.

Went out of the city and came to the small temple yesterday to pick up Ono, and the car was handed over to him, so Xu Zizhen took advantage of the opportunity and got into the car, grabbing snacks with Zhuo Ya, flirting with each other for fun, and enjoying a leisurely trip along the way tight.

Ohno's driving skills were fully demonstrated at this time. The three-horse-drawn car was fast and stable, and it ran freely on the official road. It took only six or seven days to arrive at Bianjing, the capital of the Song Dynasty.

Xu Zizhen didn't know it was called Bianliang until he got here. I don't know if it was called in the Yuan Dynasty or the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Fortunately, Zhuo Ya was from Tubo, so he was worse than him. Oh Ye didn't understand anything. After entering the city gate, I looked around and watched the excitement, like a grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, and everything was new.

I have to say that even Xu Zizhen was shocked by the prosperity of Bianjing. The towering pavilions in the city are row upon row, the streets are lined with shops, and the streets are bustling with traffic. The Northern Song Dynasty was not in vain as the richest country in the world at that time. You know At this time, the Song Dynasty had already given birth to the sprouts of capitalism, hundreds of years earlier than Rome.

Looking forward to finally arriving in Bianjing, Xu Zizhen felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but the next thing was the most troublesome thing for him - where to find Master Qi?

The three of them found an inn to drop in, Xu Zizhen made the arrangement and asked Ono to take care of Zhuo Ya first, he went out of the inn by himself and went to the street, and hurried over after finding out where the official office was.

This is the plan he thought up early in the morning. He inquired about Wen Chengyan's whereabouts from the Ministry of Officials. If he is still in Bianjing or not far away, he should go to him first. Mr. Wen belongs to Qiye, and it is best to be introduced by him. It is convenient and safest, and it will avoid accidents after being discovered by Xu Bingzhe and Wang Fu.

It was Shen time, which was about three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Xu Zizhen rushed to the outside of the official office with the fastest speed, but found that the place was still very lively. The gate was open, and the crowds in the courtyard could be seen from a distance.

Xu Zizhen was secretly surprised. Although the invasion of the Jin Kingdom is very urgent now, there are still many people who want to be officials. He understands the thoughts of those people. .

There were two official servants on duty at the door. Xu Zizhen took out a piece of silver from his sleeve, leaned over to pay it, and said with a smile: "Master, you are troubled, I want to inquire about something." stuffed it.

The official's expression remained unchanged, and he hid the silver with a flick of his hand, and looked at Xu Zizhen in a blink of an eye: "What background?"

Xu Zizhen was taken aback, and replied casually: "Uh... the masses."