The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 15
As if seeing a relative whom she hadn't seen for many years, Aunt Luo affectionately grabbed Shang Xian and asked everything, nothing more than are you married? How are Shang Xian's parents?
That attitude and feeling seemed to be looking for a son-in-law, Yijun murmured in his heart, and looked at Zijun to find out.

Zijun winked at his sister, wagging his tail to the sky.

No matter how enthusiastic Aunt Luo is, Shang Xian still has an indifferent expression, and slowly replied: "Father and Auntie are both in good health, they live with my elder brother, and my nephew is dedicated to serving the young master, and has not thought about getting married yet." thing."

It's fine if you don't get married. If you don't want to now, it doesn't mean you don't want to in the future. Maybe you will think about it when you see Yuan.

Aunt Luo was full of small calculations in her heart, and her smile became more gentle. She sent her mother-in-law to the market to buy, and left Shang Xian for lunch.

"Aniang, don't worry about it, we'll eat when we leave the city." Zijun stood up and stopped him.

"Ah?" Aunt Luo was surprised, and her enthusiasm remained undiminished: "It's not too late to take your sister to learn how to ride a horse after dinner. The food outside is comparable to that at home."

Shangxian was serious and didn't speak, Zijun babbled, "Aniang, General Lang can't get away from Lord Hou, it's rare for him to come out, and he has to go back to the Dachang Princess's mansion to work in the evening."

Zijun winked, time is running out, hurry up.This Shang Xian has been Wu Yinghou's personal guard since he was a child, the reasoning is that he cannot leave his body for a moment, that is to say, he is at peace in Beijing, and even if there are big things outside, he can't be stopped.

Aunt Luo understood, and sent Yijun back to the house to change her riding clothes, then kissed the kitchen and wrapped a few pieces of hot cakes in oiled paper, and filled more than half of the pot of hot soup in clay pots, telling Zijun to take good care of her sister .

Zijun has always been a filial son, so he dared not disobey A Niang's words. Although the beef, fruit wine and goat's milk bought from the Jingzhong Restaurant were immediately prepared outside, he still took the bottles and cans prepared by A Niang and brought his memory with him. You are out of the house.

During the whole process, Shang Xian watched from the sidelines, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and after only a short while after entering the door, he roughly understood the true intentions of the Luo family.He gave some attention to Yijun, the frail girl in the rumors, she seemed to be much healthier and beautiful in person.Different from the women he met with Lord Hou in the Palace of the Elder Princess, the Mansion of the Elder Princess and Duke Dingguo, A Yuansheng of the Luo family was naturally unadorned.

Like a puppet, Yi Jun changed into her riding clothes, went out and got into a carriage, and went westward out of the city. After traveling for about half an hour, the carriage stopped, and she was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

I talked about learning how to ride a horse, but it obviously turned into a blind date. What are the mother and son of the Luo family doing? Are you so anxious to marry her off?

"Ah Yuan, Shiliu Lang is my general's personal bodyguard. It's not easy to come out once. You have to study hard." Zijun, like all the enthusiastic matchmakers in the world, tried his best to create opportunities.

Uh, Yi Jun looked at Shang Xian who was not far away, the man was standing with his hands behind his back, and he didn't intend to move.She hummed in a bad voice: "How to learn, learn through the air."

Zijun looked left and right, helped his sister get on the horse, led her around twice, and when she walked in front of Shang Xian, he held his stomach with an 'ouch' sound, "General Lang, please stand for me for a while, I will come as soon as I go. "

Without waiting for Shang Xian to agree, Zijun threw down the reins and ran into the woods and disappeared, leaving Monk Yijun staring wide-eyed.

Shang Xian was probably a man of few words, he was stunned for a moment, picked up the rein on the ground, and led the horse ahead.His back is very straight, unlike a person who has been listening to others' orders for many years.Every step is extremely upright, and it seems that he is extremely disciplined.

Zijun has a good eye for people, but his ideas are a bit bad.

Yi Jun just learned to ride a horse, afraid of being thrown off, he held on to the rein tightly, his back tensed, and after a while he was exhausted.

"Brother, I want to come down first." Yi Jun shouted in a high voice, but Shang Xian didn't respond, this was the third time he called him, maybe he was deaf.

"Sixteen Lang." Yijun changed his address.

Shang Xian turned around with a dazed expression on his face.

"Brother, I want to get off the horse and rest for a while." Yijun asked again.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he stopped and turned around a few steps.

Zijun's horse was born in the north, it is very tall, Yijun has to hold someone else's hand to get off the horse.

Shang Xian held out his hand hesitantly, but Yi Jun unceremoniously supported his hand and jumped off the ground. He has never found that walking on flat ground is so comfortable.

"This horse is too tall." Shang Xian's flat voice sounded behind him.

Yijun looked back and smiled and said, "It's good to have a horse to ride, but there is no choice."

After meeting for a long time, Shang Xian smiled for the first time and only nodded.

After disappearing for a long time, Zijun finally showed his face, took out the food box a few times, built a fire to support the pot of hot soup, scalded the fruit wine, and took out a close-fitting dagger to cut off half a plate of paper-thin beef for his sister.His monk was much more casual, eating large pieces of meat, and took off the wine bag from his horse to let him drink.

Since Shang Xian had to work on an errand, he only took a sip, and the rest went into Zijun's stomach.

On the banks of the Qujiang River, there are green grass and flowers, and Yijun is in a good mood. After filling his stomach, he ran to enjoy the wild flowers.

Looking from Zijun, the younger sister's bright red riding clothes are very eye-catching. From time to time, she can hear her asking loudly: "Brother, what is the name of this flower? It's so beautiful. Look, brother, there are flowers and butterflies."

"A Yuan, run slowly, don't touch those flowers and plants." Zijun was in a good mood, and responded to his sister with a smile. Looking back, Shang Xian followed A Yuan's figure with half-closed eyes.

"Here, have another piece of soup cake. Ah Yuan is weak, and the house is full of white cakes. I'm afraid she will feel uncomfortable after eating." Zijun pointed.

Shang Xian tore off half a piece of white cake from his fellow robe, and chewed it in large pieces.

(End of this chapter)