Heartburn

In order to avoid the large troops, our return route was adjusted. The first stop was not Xiangwei, but Zechang City, which is dozens of miles away from Xining.

Located in the south of Dawu, Zechang has the reputation of being the capital of literature, just because it has a total of three champions, five second-place winners, six scholars, scholars, and number one in the past two decades. There are also many famous literary giants. Living in seclusion here makes the world's talented women fascinated by Zechang City leisurely, and there are countless scholars seeking fame.

Riding with Jiang Zhuo, I was so nervous that I sweated my hands. In order to divert my attention, I had to keep asking questions; fortunately, she was not bored, but rather patiently and meticulously talked about the town we were going to. ——Listening to her introduction, my interest sprang up spontaneously. I just want to quickly see the grand occasion of the literati gathering, and the original nervousness can't help but ease a little bit.

This breezy and snowy horse is indeed a good horse that travels thousands of miles a day. Although it is carrying us two, it is still effortless; fortunately, Jiang Zhuo is taking control of the horse for me, without the hindrance of hindering my legs. In a few hours, it is far away I saw the outer wall of Wendu Zechang.

Suddenly she pulled the rein to restrain the horse, drove it around a corner, and walked into a small wood not far away.

"Why, what's the matter?" Watching her turn over and get off her horse in a daze, then handed me her hand, motioning me to come down too.

"It's arousing unnecessary attention, change your clothes." She explained briefly, her hands already untied her outer shirt.

"Oh, say it, it's reasonable..." In my stupefaction, she had already taken off her coat and was about to untie her middle coat. I quickly pulled out the clothes that Yan Ke had prepared in advance from the baggage-again secretly Glancing at Jiang Zhuo, she didn't pay attention to me, she just took care of herself and untied her clothes.

Seeing that she was about to lift off her middle clothes, revealing the obscene clothes inside, I immediately walked around to the other side of the white horse, forced myself to look away, and focused my attention on the clothes in my hands-luckily, the wind and snow were tall enough. , It can cover the place below the neck, and also keep the spring of the other side of the world.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and started fighting with this guard uniform.

Silence spread, only the movement of the clothes rubbed.

At this moment, I heard Jiang Zhuo's slightly doubtful voice floating from the other end: "Your Highness?"

"You, you, you, don't come here! This king is changing clothes!" I hurriedly pulled on my clothes, for fear that she would come to the other side-but the more impatient, the more unable to take it off; this cool weather , He just got out of sweat.

"Yes." She agreed indifferently, putting one hand on the saddle and stroking the white horse's neck with the other, lowering her head and not looking at me.

Seeing her obediently staying where she was, she didn’t mean to come over. As I relaxed in my heart, I felt a bit of inexplicable frustration: After all, Kuang Xihan’s appearance and body are all first-class beauty, she actually I don't even bother to take a look...Is it because I don't have the slightest attraction to her?

"His Royal Highness, it's getting late..." After a while, Jiang Zhuo finally couldn't help but urged.

"Uh, sorry, wait for me, just a little bit!" Yan Ke prepared for me a set of moon-white brocade robe, and the outermost was a matching dark-weave tulle blouse. It looked good, but it was also extremely cumbersome. It took me a lot of effort to put the whole set of clothes on smoothly-I am so used to being served, and I can't even wear one piece of clothing. Thinking about it carefully, I am embarrassed for myself.

In addition to this robe, there was a stack of silver bills, a few silver coins and a jade jue in the bag. After thinking about it, I hid a silver bill in the belt of my clothes and hung the jade jue. The rest The money was given to Jiang Zhuo, who was dressed in a bright purple brocade robe: "Here, we have all our belongings in your care, Jiang Zhuo."

"Don't worry, I can save it." She collected the money, cooperated with me, and helped me get on the horse, but she took the reins and walked forward.

——The bay red horse she originally rode has been released on the road, and we only have this one to go back to the snow.

"Steward Jiang, won't you ride with me?" Seeing her lead the horse and walking unhurriedly, I was riding leisurely on the horse, and I felt a little sad-or, there was just no warmth behind me. The embrace of him taught me a sense of insecurity.

"No need," she refused without looking back, "there is a difference between master and servant, what kind of style is it for sharing a ride? Don't be afraid of the boss, you will definitely not fall."

——Is there any difference between master and servant?

Listening to her saying this, my heart felt like a mosquito bitten by a mosquito. There was a slight tingling pain, but I couldn't scratch the itchy area. I only waited silently for the swelling and scabs there to fade away.

When entering the city, they had to dismount for inspection, and saw everyone lined up obediently and searched by guards one by one. Men were only allowed to interrogate a few sentences and let them go, but most women had to fumble inside and out.

I saw that the guards were expressionless when doing these things, but their actions were somewhat rude; the women who were searched didn't care much, as if they were accustomed to this situation.

Seeing that it was about to be my turn and Jiang Zhuo, I was anxious and couldn't help but quit.

Although I am a woman, I can't bear to be touched by a stranger, let alone I just determined that I have a crush on Jiang Zhuo as a woman.

——Whether it's being frivolous in front of her, or watching her being frivolous, I don't allow this to happen.

While thinking about how to avoid the past, Jiang Zhuo took out an ingot of silver from his arms and stuffed it into the guard's hand through the cover of his sleeve. He explained in a warm voice, "This lord, my lady has a strange disease. , It’s easy to avoid contact with outsiders, so please make it easy."

The guard glanced at me, nodded immediately, smiled ambiguously at Jiang Zhuo, and also lowered his voice and said, "The young couple eloped, right? Sister, I'm here, so I see a lot! It's your interest For good reason, I have to warn you a little bit-the little boy was born too handsome, but be careful to be discovered by others... Okay, let it go."

Being so close, I naturally heard the conversation between her and Jiang Zhuo clearly... It was not easy to refute, so I could only smile at her stiffly, and quickly turned my face away-this gossip guard would not treat me. Think of it as a rich young man who left home in a dress to run away with his lover?

Alas, I would rather she guessed it right.

But I am neither a young man, nor is Jiang Zhuo the target of my elopement.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhuo didn't clarify, he arched his hands with her and walked forward--I wonder if she took the initiative to hold my hand and walked side by side with me quite affectionately to prove the guard's misunderstanding. It's not a horrifying warning when I approached my ear, I almost have to take it seriously, "Keep your head down...Don't follow suit."

After she reminded me, I quickly corrected my unknowingly hand-to-foot posture-it was shameful.

It wasn't until I concealed in the noisy and bustling street market that I was sure that I was beyond the sight of the guard, that Jiang Zhuo let go of his hand on my shoulder.

In order to conceal the embarrassment at that moment and the inexplicable loss, I pretended to be attracted by the vendors on both sides of the road, and looked at it in a blink of an eye—this look really took a bit of interest.

I have always been imprisoned in the palace and the palace. I have a rare opportunity to see folk crafts and sales. Apart from the novelty, the shopping desire hidden in my bones has also been stimulated. Look here, touch there, and have fun. Excited.

"The boss..." When I came and bargained with the hawker with a carved wooden hairpin, Jiang Zhuo patted me on the shoulder without seeing it, and handed over an ingot of silver to the hawker coldly and arrogantly. He lifted his chin, "No need to look for it."

"Hey! Thank you! The little one will pack it for you right away!" The peddler was also clever, and he accepted the deal before I regretted it, and swiftly packed the hairpin into a long slender box. Wrapped in blue burlap, he hugged his hands and handed it to me, smiling so hard that he could not see the teeth.

"Okay..." He sighed, put his things away, forced himself to ignore the successful smile on the vendor's face, and followed Jiang Zhuo away.

To be honest, I don't really like this hairpin, but I just enjoy the process of bargaining with the hawker.

This hairpin was carved with meticulous workmanship, but the wood used was only ordinary cedar, and at most twenty copper plates would suffice; and the silver ingot Jiang Zhuo had just given was about one or two heavy, which was equivalent to a thousand copper plates; According to the price of Dawu, one thousand copper plates can buy about two hundred buns with white flour, one bun with fresh meat, fifty pots of rice wine, twenty roasted chickens... Tsk, the more you count, the more distressed it is. That’s not the case with money. It's a waste!

——I really can’t see that Jiang Zhuo is still a hidden prodigal daughter.

In the future, if the financial power of the family is handed over to her, it may be reduced to the northwest wind... However, this is just my imagination.

If she is really willing to accept me, even if she loses her family and lives in poverty, I will recognize it.

Still struggling with this account, Jiang Zhuo has taken me into an inn.

I handed the white horse to the shopkeeper who was approaching. She gave a few words and gave a reward. It was another piece of white silver. I shook my head and simply let her go-anyway, I gave her all the silver, as long as She is happy.

Entering the inner hall of the inn, the shopkeeper who was playing with the abacus raised his head and greeted with a smile: "Do the two guest officials want to stay in the store?"

Jiang Zhuo nodded, and casually patted an ingot of silver on the counter: "A Shangfang."

My gaze suddenly withdrew from the silver, and I confirmed in disbelief: "One, one?"

——How can it become economical at this time?

"Jiang, you don't have to save money for me... We can spend our energy!" I couldn't help but persuade, "Or, two?"

"One, bring some food up." She glanced at me faintly, but still didn't change her opinion, and said.

The shopkeeper naturally listened to whoever paid the money. He smiled at me a few times and handed the number plate to Jiang Zhuo graciously, shouting Xiaoer to lead us upstairs.

"..." I took a deep breath, suppressed my depression, and followed Jiang Zhuo upstairs.

——The economic foundation determines the superstructure, and it is indeed a truth that is universally applicable to all ages.

The question that worries me most is: What should I do when I go to bed at night?

I didn't have any mental preparation for the matter of having **** with her!