Concubine Defying the Sky: Domineering Little Xianggong

Chapter 111 Big Oolong (3)
Although an old horse knows the way, even though the horse pulling the cart is not old, the driver of the cart is a bit too old, right?

The rickety back is like carrying a cauldron on his body, there is not much left of his gray hair, wrinkles like knife-cuts are imprinted on his face full of vicissitudes, and the eyelids are already so loose that they are about to cover the eyes completely. Living.

But what made Murong Jiuyou even more speechless was that the boss of the car dealer insisted that this rare old man was 48 years old.

Even though Murong Jiuyou really wanted to change to another coachman, but when he saw the pleading look in the old man's eyes, he immediately softened his heart, presumably he is also an old man who is running around for a living.

I wanted to pay the old man directly, but the old man firmly refused. If he was not allowed to drive, he would not accept the money. With no other choice, Murong Jiuyou had no choice but to get in the old man's carriage and drive towards the city. drive out.

As the old man driving the car was getting old, his hearing had gradually deteriorated, so he couldn't even hear Murong Jiuyou talking to him.In desperation, Murong Jiuyou had no choice but to speak loudly in the old man's ear to the destination of "Water Blue Country" before getting in the car, and only after seeing the old man nodding his head to show that he knew, did he sit in the car with Ming Xichen. got the carriage.

However, the old man's bad ears seem to have brought a lot of trouble and convenience to Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen, after all, everything has its pros and cons.

The trouble is, every time Murong Jiuyou wants to stop the old man to rest, he has to get out of the car and yell in the old man's ear.The convenience is that the road chosen by the old man is quiet and remote, sparsely populated, but safe and reliable, without encountering any obstacles along the way.And the conversation between Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen in the car did not need to deliberately lower their voices, and it was quite smooth during the practice, so there was no need to hide it.

After driving for five days and nights, on the morning of the sixth day, Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen, who were still asleep, suddenly felt the carriage stop, and then the coachman's old voice came from outside the carriage. "Little girl, young master, the destination has arrived."

"Water Blue Country has arrived?" Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen exchanged a look in shock when they heard this.

They had asked Huangfuxiong in Mumyan Kingdom before, and they heard from him that it would take more than half a month from Fengyuan City, the capital of Mumyan Kingdom, to the border city of Dashuilan Country, but it seems that it only takes five Days and five nights, why did it arrive?Even a driver who knows the way again can't shorten the journey of at least half a month to five days and five nights, right?
Puzzled, Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen walked out of the carriage slowly, and when they saw the five big characters engraved on the national boundary stone tablet standing directly in front, the wind became messy in an instant, and there were three black lines on their foreheads.

sweat!
Sweating!

Waterfall sweat!
Genghis Khan!

The five large characters that Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen blacked out were: "Boundary of the Fire Nation"!
How big of an oolong is this?

Feelings This old coachman heard Murong Jiuyou's "Water Blue Country" as "Fire Country" before, and then spent five days and five nights to send the two of them to Mu Myanmar Country and The border of the Fire Nation is coming.

Seeing the relieved expression of the old man, and the reddened and peeling cheeks due to the wind and sun, Murong Jiuyou couldn't bear to blame him. trembling palm, and watched the old man drive away.

Turning his head, looking at the five big black characters, he and Ming Xichen looked at each other helplessly and smiled, before stepping into the "Fire Nation".

Since the coachman sent them to the Fire Nation, of course they can't waste this trip. It's not too late to experience the cultural scene and customs of the Fire Nation before leaving for the Blue Water Nation.

Since it was already dawn, there were more and more villains and vendors on the road, Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen followed these people to the city closest to the border of the Fire Nation - Yanhuo City.

In order to taste the special food of the Flaming Kingdom, Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen deliberately chose a restaurant that looked larger and had a relatively large number of customers, and asked Xiaoer to serve some authentic specialties for lunch.

While Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen were dining, an old man over sixty years old in plain clothes walked into the restaurant, followed by a man in blue who was about 22 or [-] years old.

Although the man's handsome face was handsome, it was slightly pale. There was a faint smile on his morbidly beautiful cheeks, and his beautiful black eyes were sparkling and unparalleled in clarity.The long eyelashes cast shadows around the eyes like a feather fan, the lips are like peach blossoms, and the teeth are like shellfish. Her long black hair is tied with only one belt and hangs down to her waist.

Murong Jiuyou's first impression of this man was that it was "clean". From the inside to the outside, he gave off a warm and peaceful feeling like a spring breeze, and his whole body exuded an aura that was softer than a woman's.Murong Jiuyou couldn't help thinking of the weak "Xiao Shou" character in Danmei novels.

The old man held an erhu in his hand, while the man in blue held a bamboo board in his hand. The two came to the center of the restaurant hall one after the other, bowed to the guests present, and then the old man said: " Dear friends from the rivers and lakes, little buddies in business, the old man, I will take my grandson to tell you a few strange things that happened between the four countries. I wonder if you can give me a face and be a listener. How about giving me some rewards?"

Since most of the people in the restaurant are on the road, and there is no fun to be found when they are tired from running around, someone tells a story during the lunch break, which seems to be good, so everyone yells loudly, asking the old man and the young man to tell him a story. Everyone come for a while.

Murong Jiuyou was also seeing storytelling for the first time, and immediately became interested. It seemed that listening to people tell stories while eating was also a good feeling.

I have to say that the old man and this young and handsome man cooperated just right, and the stories they told were lifelike, causing the guests in the hall to applaud from time to time. Naturally, Murong Jiuyou and Ming Xichen also had a great time listening. Had so many fun fun ah.

Just when Murong Jiuyou was fascinated by listening and eating with relish, she suddenly felt a strong but gentle gaze cast on her body. When she turned her head to look in the direction of the gaze, she found that it was the storyteller young man looking to himself.

Seeing this, Murong Jiuyou couldn't help frowning, touched the veil on his face, it was still there, and he didn't know that man, why did he keep looking at him with gentle eyes?
At the same time, Ming Xichen naturally discovered Jiu'er. Looking up, he also saw the man looking at Jiu'er, but his gaze did not contain any danger or aggression, it was just as light as a breeze. Lightly, as lightly as running water, Ming Xichen couldn't even feel jealous.

(End of this chapter)