Jade Without Fragrance

   Chapter 82 Rain Comes

  Lin Hao raised his head slightly to feel the coolness in the wind, and persuaded: "Mother, come back tomorrow, there may be rain later."

   A voice came from behind: "How does the girl know that it will rain later?"

  Lin Hao turned around, and saw several people standing not far away, surrounded by King Wei. It was King Wei who had just asked the question.

   "I have seen the lord." Lin stepped forward to block the two daughters behind him and bowed.

   King Wei smiled and said, "Madam, you don't need to be too polite. This king and some friends are preparing to go down the mountain today, and I was a little curious when I heard your wife's words, so I asked."

  Lin Hao listened to King Wei's words, and glanced at the few people around him without a trace.

   Yang Zhe, Han Baocheng, and Wen Feng are among them.

   She was a little surprised for a while.

   I didn't expect Tang Wei's accident, but it became an opportunity for these people to make friends with King Wei.

   Lin Shi was reluctant to deal with King Wei, and said with a smile: "The little girl wants to play outside for one more day and talk nonsense, Wang Ye, don't take it seriously."

   She didn't want King Wei to have a good impression on the girls who were like flowers and jade. What if she wanted to marry him?

  Lin's idea is very simple: never marry his daughter to a ball, no matter how noble the ball is.

   "It turned out to be a joke." King Wei smiled, as if thinking of something, "I haven't asked Madam which mansion she belongs to."

   Lin's secret vigilance: "The little lady is from the Lin family in the general's residence."

   "The Lin family in the general's mansion—" King Wei was stunned, "No wonder the lady looks familiar."

  Lin: "Haha."

   Seeing that Lin was not very talkative, King Wei said goodbye to him.

   Lin Shi was relieved, and immediately took Sister Lin back to the room.

   "Since King Wei is going down the mountain today, let's go tomorrow."

  Lin Chan was puzzled: "Mother seems to be in awe of King Wei."

   Lin sternly said: "You should also be in awe of King Wei, and stay away if you can."

   Facing the doubtful eyes of her two daughters, Mrs. Lin whispered, "King Wei hasn't married yet, what if you see it?"

  Lin Chan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Only you would think so, how can it be so casual to marry a princess."

   "That's the best way. Mother just hopes you two find someone with similar looks and family background."

  Lin Hao was silent.

  My mother was so afraid of King Wei. She thought that King Wei was fat, but she didn't know that King Wei was a handsome man even when he lost weight.

   Of course there is no need to say this.

   King Wei and others finished packing and went down the mountain.

  Yang Zhe came on horseback, said goodbye to King Wei, and hurried towards the capital.

  The King of Wei got into the carriage and walked leisurely to the capital.

   King Wei's carriage was extraordinarily spacious and luxurious. It was covered with thick brocade blankets. Two handsome and clean servants poured tea for King Wei, and the other put sauce-colored quail eggs into King Wei's mouth.

  The quail eggs are stewed with pork belly, which is full of gravy, fragrant but not greasy.

   King Wei ate a few vegetarian meals at Qinglu Temple, and he couldn't stand it for a long time. When he tasted the quail eggs, his appetite immediately opened up.

   When he was eating, he thought of Yang Zhuangyuan's words: The student has a recipe from Zhang's family, which may cure the prince's obesity.

   Can he really lose weight?

   King Wei still felt unbelievable with the fat on his face.

  Suddenly there was a strong wind outside, and the curtains of the car flew up.

   It’s raining.

  King Wei stared at the series of rain curtains outside the window, and couldn't help thinking of the words of the girl in the blue skirt in Qinglu Temple: Come back tomorrow, there may be rain later.

   Was she really right?

   Curiosity gave King Wei the urge to look back, so he decided to give up.

  His carriage is so comfortable that it doesn't matter if it rains.

   As for that strange girl, you will always see it in the capital.

  Speaking of which, I have met quite a few strange people recently, the little girl is, and so is Yang Zhuangyuan.

   King Wei suddenly felt that the boring life began to be interesting.

   The rain had little effect on King Wei who was sitting in the luxurious carriage, but it made Yang Zhe suffer.

   Riding on a horse in the rain would be troublesome if you get typhoid.

   Several people entered a farmhouse for shelter from the rain, and they inevitably mentioned Lin Hao.

   "Brother Wen, does your cousin still have the ability to observe celestial phenomena?"

  Wen Feng smiled: "I only entered Beijing this year, and I don't really know my cousin very well. From the point of view of getting along with Wen's house, my cousin is just an ordinary little girl. Today should be just a coincidence."

   He said, but suddenly remembered his father's words: Feng'er, let me tell you, Ah Hao is a man-eating monster, you should stay away from her.

  Could it be cousin——

  Wen Feng shook his head sharply.

  The child is silent and strange, and cannot be misled by his father!

   Several people saw Wen Feng, who has always been gentle and steady, shaking his head wildly, and said, "Brother Wen, we just believe you."

   You don't have to be so excited.

   At this time, the owner of the farmhouse led a person in.

   It was a young man. Because of the rain, his hair was sticking to his fair cheeks like ink, which made him less gentle than usual, and more stern.

  Han Baocheng was taken aback.

   The young man who came in was actually acquainted, and he was the little prince of Jing Wangfu.

   "Prince." Han Baocheng greeted politely, thinking that there were some evil people in his heart these two days, and all the people he encountered were people he couldn't afford to offend.

   Qi Shuo looked at Han Baocheng.

  Han Baocheng cupped his hands and said, "My ancestor is the Minister of War, and my younger brother is Han Baocheng."

   "Master Han." Qi Shuo nodded slightly and looked at the others.

   Among these people, there are actually three he knows, one is Yang Zhuangyuan, one is Wen Feng, and one is Han Baocheng who can't wait to introduce himself.

   "Yang Zhuangyuan." Qi Shuo nodded.

  Yang Zhe bowed his hands and said, "Your Highness."

   The other three reported the door one by one.

  Qi Shuo was calm, and did not show attention to Wen Feng.

  Because of Qi Shuo's arrival, the atmosphere was a bit cramped for a while.

   "Is the prince returning to the city too?" Han Baocheng tried his best to find a topic.

  Qi Shuo asked with a smile, "A few of you are out of the city?"

   "We went to Qinglu Temple yesterday, and we didn't expect something to happen. Today things became clear and we left.

   "What's the situation?" Qi Shuo looked curious.

  Tang Er girl couldn't hide the accident at Qinglu Temple, Han Baocheng told the truth.

   "In front of the Buddha, this kind of thing would happen."

   "Who said it wasn't. The prince didn't see the maid whose neck was wiped, it's too bad."

   Several people echoed: "It's too miserable."

  Qi Shuo also nodded: "It's too miserable."

  The rain seemed to be a little lighter, so Qi Shuo called the farm owner and said, "I don't know if there are rain gear? I want to buy a pair."

   The farmer hurriedly said: "There is a pair of mink clothes and hats, but they are worn. If you don't dislike it—"

   Qi Shuo smiled and said, "It's good if it works."

   bought rain gear from the owner of the farmhouse, Qi Shuo and Han Baocheng said goodbye, put on the minnows and hats, and rode their horses away.

   The strong wind and heavy rain turned into drizzle, Lin Hao held a green bamboo umbrella and looked into the distance.

  The sky was gray and gray, and at the foot of the mountain, you could still see monks and yamen guarding the road. Occasionally, horse carriages slowly passed by on the official road, and there were also pedestrians who were drenched in the rain.

  A man with a hat on his head rode on his horse, but perhaps the strap was not fastened, and the hat flew to the ground.

  Lin Hao rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled.

   How does that person look like Prince Jing?

   (end of this chapter)