Chapter 708 I’m here to walk the Second Princess, you can do whatever you want
In the North District of the Wangfu, the unkept garden has become overgrown with weeds and desolate. The ruins of the chrysanthemum viewing building are about to be buried by wildly growing pothos and vines. The green leaves are dotted with red walls, and the broken windows are covered with gray and white bird droppings. Every night, this place is a paradise for flies. Every rainy day, the fish jumps and the frogs sing, each doing their best.
The scenery of Baiyuan Garden cannot be seen anymore. Fortunately, there is a small garden dedicated to placing bonsai and strange stones in the north of Wutong Garden. Xu Fengnian is known as the No. 1 Dandy in Beizhou. He has many hobbies. He raises a group of singers and builds a music studio. The place is called Chushu Lowering his head, he hid the Xichu Oiran Young Wei, who can dance sword dance, in the room with silver wind chimes hanging at the entrance to the top floor of Lefang. The maid Cucumber is a pipa expert, and the green ant is a hand talker. It can be seen that the bonsai in the small garden has a lot of potential. Fineness.
The old pine welcomes guests, the wisteria flies and the crows fly, the river maples are aflame, the thin willows weep yellow, and it is the utensil of the heavenly temple. Colorful and odd-shaped bonsai branches are hung with yellow pine small signs with some elegant words written on them.
There is a grape trellis in front of the shed where the bonsai is placed, covered with green leaves and purple tips. Green ants are wearing a long dark green skirt with ruffles, sitting on the swing under the grape trellis, holding a rope wrapped in red cloth with both hands. , her calves are forward, her embroidered shoes are turned out, and again and again, the green skirt and white shirt are flying in the wind, and the fragrance attracts several colorful butterflies to fly around her, making it difficult to settle down.
Chu Pingsheng was lying on the rosewood recliner at the back, holding in his hand the small white note that Zhao Fengya had just taken off the homing pigeon's right foot. The chair was shaking, and the writing on the note was shaking, making Zhao Fengya glance to the left. , glanced to the right, fainted, the little hand that was beating the leg lost its position, pressed down, and hit a...
Huh? She woke up, looked curiously, and saw a pair of very complicated eyes behind the note that said she was angry but not angry, and said she was embarrassed but was not embarrassed. Her face turned red, her legs bent, she knelt on the green bricks, and stretched out her small white hands. , shrugging his shoulders and lowering his head, biting one lip, with a little fear, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, glanced, and then glanced again.
"Fight...fight, just don't make me starve."
Chu Pingsheng touched the cane that was placed under the reclining chair, and he had just taught Qingniao a lesson not long ago. He stretched out his hand and his head collapsed. Zhao Fengya rubbed her forehead and hissed and breathed in cold air.
"I wonder what's written on it?"
Chu Pingsheng threw the note to her, and Zhao Fengya took it and read it, blinking, blinking again, and continuing to blink.
"Master Qilin? What does it have to do with Master Qilin?"
"Let me ask you a question. Now I am a traitor who has colluded with Beimang State Master Qilin Zhenren. If your father sends an army to attack me, what will you do?"
Zhao Fengya tilted her head and thought for a long time before giving up.
"I'll think about it again when he really sends an army to attack you."
Chu Pingsheng almost responded to her with a flash of his waist: "What kind of answer is this?"
"But I can't think of it now. If I can't think of it, just don't think about it. Isn't this wrong?"
"I kidnapped you and forced a princess to be my maid. Don't you hate me?"
"Sister Gua is right. A person must be clear about grudges. You kidnapped me, which is better than falling into the hands of Cao Changqing and those remnants of Western Chu. As long as you don't starve me in the future, I won't bear any grudge against you."
Chu Pingsheng felt that Cucumber had the potential to become a madam and was an expert in persuading girls to become prostitutes.
When Cao Cao arrived, he said bad things about Cucumber in his heart. A figure flashed across the leaky window. He sneezed twice, then turned around the moon cave door and let out a scream. He raised his hands, tilted his face and raised his feet, and fell on the ground full of people. On the blue bricks covered with fallen flowers.
"Don't be anxious. Why are you so anxious? You're going to fall after running so fast." Chu Pingsheng picked himself clean in one sentence, as if the fact that the cucumber fell off the horse because he was distracted by sneezing had nothing to do with him.
"Sir, something bad has happened." Cucumber quickly got up from the ground, slapped the dust on his yellow skirt randomly, and quickly ran to Chu Pingsheng's side. The green ants on the swing next to him also stretched out their little feet and tapped one on the ground. , stopped and listened to the conversation between the two. A butterfly took the opportunity to land on the bun with the red hairpin, slowly flapped its pink and white wings, greedily enjoying the fragrance of her body.
"You asked Xu Xiao to build Tingchao Pavilion and open the secret books he plundered from Jianghu sects to the world. Today I went to the street to buy flower dew and heard some outsiders talking about it. I am very grateful to King Beiming for generously opening the pavilion so that they can have A machine to study upstairs Yes, I asked them if they knew the young master’s name, and they only said that you were a Liyang traitor who colluded with Beimang. Opening Tingchao Pavilion was obviously a righteous act by the young master, but it made Xu Xiao’s good reputation really annoying. ”
"I know."
"Young Master knows?"
Chu Pingsheng motioned to Zhao Fengya to pass the note in her hand to Cucumber. The girl looked at it twice and said excitedly: "Master, is it possible that you let that old man Xu Xiao steal your reputation?"
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A few days ago, the fire in Lingzhou City spread to nearly midnight and was extinguished with the help of soldiers from Yugu, Zhihu, Fengzi and other battalions. It burned six blocks to the south and three blocks to the north from the busiest central street. It was a complete mess, not many civilians died in the fire, and the economic losses were huge.
Who is at fault is a good question. Cao Changqing was invited by the prince, and Xu Weixiong captured the maid. The trigger was that the hot-blooded young people eating in Sandong Tower believed that Xu Weixiong's humiliation was the humiliation of King Bei Ming, and the humiliation of King Bei Ming was Bei Ming. humiliated , Bei Ming was humiliated by having green hair on his head, a few plates of leftover food to greet cucumber green ants, and a few balls of saliva spitting at Lin Tanhua. The situation got out of control. Not only did he risk his own life, nearby businesses were also implicated, and thousands of people lost their jobs. Home can be returned.
Prince Ming's Mansion was not much better. Tingchao Pavilion, Luo Tuyuan, and Baiyuan Garden were all in ruins. Only facilities such as Wutong Garden, dining room, tea room, and clothes bureau, which were used to ensure daily life, and servant rooms were spared. Even a fool can see that the young master from Wutong Garden deliberately stayed to serve him.
After that, the reconstruction work of Lingzhou City began. In the name of Xu Xiao, Li Yishan ordered five battalions of soldiers from outside the city to come into the city to help. For the merchants who suffered, the manpower and money were saved, and the bulk of the cost of building materials such as bricks, tiles, wood, and plaster was spent. King Beiming promised to share a part, 20 to 30% at most, but he still had to pay the bulk himself. In addition, there is the time cost of drying, decorating, and loading the goods, which is really painful.
The location of Jia's Sauce Beef Shop is a bit remote. On that day, old Jia Tou's distant niece moved all the water tanks from a general's house into her yard, stood on the wall wearing a gray skirt, and when there was a fire, she would throw a tank of water down. The sunflowers were wilted and her hair was frizzy. She finally saved the old business of Jia Tou and took advantage of the decline in business in the city. I made a lot of money, just like today, under the tarpaulin awning in front of the counter, there were not only the soldiers from the Yugu camp who were eating meat and drinking with their hands bare, but also the damaged merchants who were sighing at the empty plates, waiting for the girl to take care of them. The servants of the general's palace packed up the soy sauce beef, and the drunken scholar, holding a cup in his hand, talked high-spiritedly about the difficulties of King Beiming.
"It's difficult for the East family, it's difficult for the Western family, it's a mess of rouge, gouache, and ashes, and the pavilions and pavilions are on fire. No one is more difficult than anyone else. It's difficult for the palace, it's difficult for the army, it's difficult for the prince and his son. They listen to the suffering we endured. In the eyes, you can’t express the pain in your heart, and you can’t shed the tears in your eyes, because Beimu men must be strong throughout our lives and cannot let the enemy see our weak side. The prince and the prince must set an example.”
"The culprit of all this is Lin Qing. He colluded with the remnants of Western Chu to murder the prince. King Zhao Heng of Jing'an found out the situation and beheaded the whole family of rebels. Then he spread his resentment on the heads of our soldiers and civilians in Bei Ming and colluded with Bei Ming. Mang Guoshi Zhenren Qilin wreaks havoc in our city of Lingzhou, tramples on our dignity in Beimu, and kills our soldiers and civilians in Beimu. He has committed so many crimes that it is difficult to record them.”
"A man from Bei Ming should be brave enough to know his shame, fight hard to win, and kill this thief with his own hands. I, Liu Jiayou, swear today that I will give up literature and practice martial arts. The next day I will make a sword. I will cut off that guy's head and take his heart and liver to pay tribute to the thousands of dead souls in Bei Ming." ”
The scholar was dressed in thin clothes and had a thin body. He held his wine cup high and swayed under the canopy. He felt proud and invited people to drink. Some raised their glasses to toast him, some were afraid of it and pretended not to see it, and some didn't take it seriously. Behind the counter Blaming my distant niece for being troublesome Old Jia Tou, who shouldn't be selling wine in the autumn, was in a dilemma. It didn't matter if he rushed or not. After thinking about it, he asked his distant niece to continue packing the beef for the guests, and carried a brass pot with a slender mouth to Yibo Yuntiangong. The scholar who loves the prince pours water to make tea.
"Did you see that the poor and empathic Xu Xiao is also a pillar of talent who worries about Bei Ming."
Everyone followed the sound and saw that there had been a carriage in the middle of the street. The four corners were yellow, the body was painted red, the carriage and the ruts were decorated with cloud patterns and blackbird patterns, the spokes were tiled with white copper, embellished with silver threads, and the window cloth was clear. It originated from Su embroidery. At this time, the bamboo mat with fish and insects painted on the front of the car is uncovered. One side is like a crown jade, and it is pierced with green. The man in a serene shirt looked over with a smile. Behind the carriage, a pretty maid in a yellow skirt held a rope with her little hand. The other end of the rope was tied to the neck of a tall woman. It was passed through a deerskin collar and tied with a small slip knot, half an inch downward. There are also three silver bells hanging, which jingle with every step, which is pleasant to the ears and heart.
The maid in yellow skirt led the tall woman to the front of the carriage, pressed the back of her neck and kicked her knees. The woman fell to the ground and raised her hands and knees. Chu Pingsheng lifted the hem of his Confucian shirt and stepped on the woman's back to get out of the carriage. , looked at the long street, sighed: "Xu Xiao's The security work is not good. In other worlds, if a big shot like me goes out to wander the streets, the whole city will be under martial law and plain clothes will be everywhere. Such an emotionally unstable person will be caught in a dungeon and detained as soon as he leaves the house, let alone a generous speech. ”
Cucumber looked puzzled: "Other world?"
Chu Pingsheng smiled at her without explaining. He turned to look at the pretty maid Green Ant who walked out from behind. He held her little hand like a gentleman and stepped on the woman's back to get out of the carriage. There were a few people growing deep in the alley in front of her on the left. A butterfly resting on the leaves of a wild flower flew out as if summoned, circled around her several times, landed on her black hair, and gently flapped its yellow and white wings.
(End of chapter)