The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Gu Jiao woke up before dawn. After washing up, she went to feed the chickens in Xiao Jingkong.

The chicks are now almost grown into big ones, and they will croak occasionally, and they will stop if no one gets up.

There is a small market nearby, in a different direction from Guozijian, and walking is also fast.

Gu Jiao carried the basket on her back and went to the small market.

"Baozi - fresh and delicious buns -" a hawker shouted.

Gu Jiao walked over and asked him, "How much is a bun?"

The hawker saw the birthmark on her face, but did not show any strangeness.

The peddler smiled and said, "One big meat bun for three, and two brown sugar buns! How many does the girl want?"

The steamed buns are very big, and one can almost fill them up. Gu Jiao took out the food box from the small backpack: "Eight meat buns and four sugar buns."

They eat meat buns, and sugar buns have a small headroom to eat.

Four don't know if he can eat enough, the little guy's appetite is a bit amazing.

"Okay! A total of thirty cents! I'll give you a steamed bun!" The hawker packed the buns and steamed buns for Gu Jiao.

"Thank you." Gu Jiao paid the money, then went to buy kitchen utensils such as pots and pans, and then firewood.

Firewood in the capital is not cheap. A bundle of firewood contains ten copper plates. According to the speed at which they burn firewood, it can burn for about two to three days.

Gu Jiao asked for two bundles of firewood, and then asked how to sell the charcoal.

The hawker selling firewood said: "Do you want black charcoal or silver charcoal? Black charcoal is five cents a pound, and silver charcoal is twenty cents a pound."

"Silver charcoal is so expensive?"

The hawker selling firewood smiled and said, "Silver charcoal works well!"

This is the truth. Black charcoal is not only not resistant to burning, but also smokes a lot. In comparison, silver charcoal is more resistant to burning and has no smoke.

In the end, Gu Jiao bought a hundred catties of silver charcoal for seventeen cents a catty.

The hawker drove the mule cart and personally delivered the firewood and silver charcoal to the door.

Xiao Liulang has already woken up, and has cleaned the stove. He is cleaning the backyard at the moment. His movements are very light, and he did not wake anyone up.

"Morning." Gu Jiao greeted.

"Morning." Xiao Liulang nodded.

Gu Jiao directly asked the hawker to move the firewood and silver charcoal to the stove.

After the hawker left, Gu Jiao walked over and took the broom from Xiao Liulang's hand: "I'll come, go and tidy up the box."

This time in Beijing, Gu Jiao, the old lady, Gu Yan, and Gu Xiaoshun didn't have much luggage, but Xiao Liulang and Xiao Jingkong were full of several large boxes. Xiao Liulang's main is books, the small headroom is what he brought back from the temple, and of course, his seven chicks.

"Okay." Xiao Liulang turned around and went to the study.

After a while, Gu Jiao brought him two steaming big meat buns: "You eat first, I'll cook some millet porridge."

"Have you eaten yet?" Xiao Liulang stopped her.

"Not yet." Gu Jiao shook her head.

She wanted to say that I could eat the porridge as long as I cooked, but Xiao Liulang pushed the plate forward: "Let's eat it together."

Gu Jiao thought for a while: "Okay.

"

Since the number of people in the family has grown, the two have not eaten alone for a long time. The most recent time was at the inn in the town, but that was more than half a year ago.

The two sat face to face, as if returning to the original days.

Gu Jiao laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Liulang asked.

Gu Jiao held the big meat bun in her hand: "Laughing at the first time I asked you to eat, do you think I was poisoned and never dared to eat it?"

"I didn't." Xiao Liulang flatly denied.

Gu Jiao suddenly leaned in and stared at his handsome face from a distance: "Aren't you afraid of me being poisoned now?"

Do you trust me too much?

When Gu Jiao was complacent, he saw Xiao Liulang looked at the bun in his hand with a complicated look, and then he took Gu Jiao's bun and gave his own bun to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao: "..."

The two had breakfast, and the family hadn't woken up yet. Xiao Liulang was going to report to the Guozijian. Gu Jiao guessed that they were going to sleep until noon, so she sent Xiao Liulang to the Guozijian.

The Guozijian officially opened in late October, and now there are students from prisons coming to report one after another, some from the capital city, and some from other places like Xiao Liulang.

The regular students of Guozijian do not need to pay for repairs, and all expenses are paid by the court, including the dormitories and meals of the students, which are also allocated from the government's finances.

Xiao Liulang can go back after reporting to the Academic Affairs Office today. Of course, if he wants, he can also stay in the Imperial College for self-study.

Guozijian has the largest library of books in the country, otherwise it would not be a holy place that all scholars dream of.

Gu Jiao was waiting for him outside the Imperial Prison.

Gu Jiao felt very fresh when she saw the busy traffic in front of her.

It turned out that this was the capital. It was really different from the county seat. The road was much wider, and several carriages passed by in parallel from time to time. Most of the girls on the road wore veils, but there were very few people who showed up like Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao was looking energetic, when suddenly the crowd rushed towards a place, everyone stood on both sides of the street, and looked at one of them.

The position where Gu Jiao was standing was not far from the street. She was pushed aside and her foot was stepped on.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The culprit hastily apologized to Gu Jiao.

He is a boy dressed as a scholar, but no matter his appearance or his deliberately lowered voice, he can tell that the other party is actually a girl.

He looks pretty good-looking.

"I'm really sorry! I didn't do it on purpose!" The little scholar disguised as a man gave Gu Jiao a bow.

Gu Jiao didn't take it to heart.

She gave way back.

The people behind Naihe didn't give her a chance to go out at all.

She was blocked in the center by the swarming crowd, unable to advance or retreat.

The little scholar kept pushing forward, but she was too weak to make it to the front row.

She gave up her resistance, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked Gu Jiao, "Miss, what's wrong with your face?"

Gu Jiao said calmly, "Birthmark."

"Ah..." The little scholar hurriedly covered his mouth, "I thought it was Rouge, yes, yes, sorry."

Gu Jiao didn't care about her unintentional offense.

She herself felt sorry for herself, she was embarrassed enough to bump into someone, and she stepped on them, and said the wrong thing to poke at their sore spot—

well!

She really can't blame anyone for a day!

The little scholar looked at Gu Jiao and said, "Girl, aren't you from the capital? It doesn't sound like your accent."

Gu Jiao: "Yeah."

The little scholar said again: "Did you also make a special trip to see the Crown Princess?"

Gu Jiao said strangely, "What concubine?"

The little scholar said with round eyes: "Prince Concubine? You came here so early to wait, didn't you just hear that the Concubine came back from praying for blessings and was passing by at the entrance of the Imperial College?"

Gu Jiao shook her head: "I don't know the Crown Princess, I don't look at her."

The little scholar sucked in a breath: "Who, who came to see her because they knew her? Can we ordinary people know the Crown Princess? Don't we want to look at her from a distance after hearing about her and admiring her? Have a look at her appearance?"

Gu Jiao said seriously, "I haven't heard of her, and I don't worship her."

"Are you from Zhao State? You haven't heard of the Crown Princess?"

The little scholar's voice was so loud that people around looked at them one after another. Everyone looked at Gu Jiao with incredible eyes. Obviously, like the little scholar, it was very strange that there would be no one in the world who didn't know the princess of Zhao Kingdom. ?

While speaking, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "The Crown Princess is here—the Crown Princess is here—"

With his exchange, the crowd rioted violently.

Hundreds of janitors came riding on iron hooves. They were like a huge formation, surrounding the princess' carriage in the middle. The people couldn't even see how many wheels the carriage had. in the street.

The crowd dispersed.

The little scholar looked at the back of the vanishing Guards cavalry, and stomped his feet in anger: "Oh, I didn't watch it again! Is it easy for me to come out? I'm blind, I got up so early!"

After leaving the dense crowd, Gu Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really not used to being so close to strangers.

Seeing that Gu Jiao was not at all annoyed and sullen, the little scholar asked curiously, "You really didn't come to see the Crown Princess?"

Gu Jiao said lightly, "I said I wasn't."

The little scholar asked, "Why?"

Gu Jiao said, "I said it too."

The little scholar said, "You really haven't heard of her?"

Gu Jiao glanced at her speechlessly.

The Crown Princess is the person whom the little scholar admires the most. She will never allow anyone in the world who has not heard of her!

The little scholar explained Gu Jiao's science very seriously: "Do you know who the Crown Princess is? She is the most outstanding woman in the whole country. There is no man in the world who doesn't like her, and no woman doesn't envy her. You know the greatness of the Zhuang family. The talented Zhuang Xianzhi? She used to be the teacher of the Crown Princess, do you know who the person who went to school with her? Zhaodu Xiaohou Ye!"

Gu Jiao looked at her calmly.

The little scholar was furious: "Isn't it? Don't tell me you don't even know who the little Marquis of Zhaodu is! Little Marquis! The youth sacrifices wine!"

Gu Jiao thought for a while: "Oh, I heard it."

A long time ago, Xiao Qin Xianggong got a painting from somewhere, saying that it was the calligraphy of Xiaohou Ye, but Xiao Liulang said it was not.

This was the only time she had heard Zhaodu Xiaohou Ye before.

The little scholar slapped his forehead with a slap: "Oh my god, my god, you popped out of a crack in the stone, right? How could you not know the little Marquis and the Crown Princess? One of them is the first genius boy in Zhao Kingdom. , One is the first talented girl in Zhao Kingdom. She grew up as a childhood sweetheart and even made a marriage contract. After the death of Xiaohou Ye, the prince concubine kept the festival for him for three years. Only this year did he accept his majesty's gift to marry the prince as his wife. Such a legendary deed , haven't you heard of it?"

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