Chapter 18: Who Is Harder to Walk (Part II)

Gongzi was refreshed and relaxed, stood still, then stretched out his hand to hold the Jinzi, and pinched a hexagonal beamless white copper sleeve stove in the other hand, the lid of the furnace was carved with plum blossom patterns, but in the middle was a thin carved bamboo, a spring silkworm, there seemed to be words next to it, the rules were neat, like a poem, but it was not very clear. The sleeve stove flower is wonderful and light, not the clumsy one sold on the market, it should be made separately, with the ecological degree of the book of Gongzi Si Siwen, it is the most elegant.

Childe got out of the car, and he didn't even glance at the rat-whiskered soldier, and the latter was already tied up with his hands and feet, and he was afraid to disobey in the slightest.

Childe glanced at the gentle young man lightly, and then swept the stunned round-faced young man beside him, but did not speak. There was no displeasure either. There are no expressions and instructions. It's like he doesn't even know what he's going to do. Quietly idle.

No one dared to disturb him.

The gentle young man seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, approached with a slight smile and did not hurry, secretly took out a small gold ingot and hid it in his hand, stepped forward and grabbed the right hand that the rat beard soldier was still outstretching, secretly crossed the gold ingot, and said, "Official, let's take a look at the road guide." ”

β€œ...... Uh-huh. Ahh......h After a while, I realized that my palm was panicked, and I opened it to see that there was a small gold ingot, and now the sickness was cured. coughed hard, his heart and liver were still pounding, but he insisted on straightening his waist, and said in a trembling voice: "Cough-that, take it, take it." "Suddenly, I forgot what the name of "Lu Yin" was.

The officer who crossed the sword on the upper floor of the city couldn't help but walk down the city when he saw that the city had been silted for a long time, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The rat beard soldier Ding was weak-hearted, and he hurriedly bowed down, lowered his eyes and said, "Put the total." ”

The general manager responded lightly, and the sassy young man had already sent the official certificate to him. "Please take a look. ”

The general manager also looked at the son for a while, and then took the official voucher over, at a glance, the expression was respectful, first glared at the rat beard soldier Ding, and then the road guide was folded finely, and personally sent to the son, both hands were raised, and he bowed his head slightly: "It turned out to be the prince of the country, and he didn't know Mount Tai with his eyes, which was really offended." ”

In the Ming Dynasty, there were many ways to enter the country, and here we only talk about "tribute supervisors" and "routine eunuchs". The "tribute supervisor" means that every three or five years, in addition to the regular tribute of the prefectures and counties, the young and promising people who are excellent in learning and doing are selected to study in the Guozijian through examinations, and there is only one quota;

The official certificate is actually written as a "tribute eunuch", not a "routine eunuch", which shows that this son not only has a rich family business, but also a national eunuch who has learned from his real talents. The total heart is already the admiration of the five bodies. When you enter the country, you will have the opportunity to be an official at any time, but this son has been enrolled for five years, and he is so good-looking, but for some reason he is still a cloth cloth.

Childe was wearing a light coat and didn't return the salute, but just smiled faintly and said, "My lord's words are serious." The heroic young man next to him took over the official certificate for him.

The general said: "I don't know where the master is going?"

"Shanhaiguan. ”

The general was stunned and raised his hand sideways. "Please. ”

The Rat Beard Soldier was completely dumbfounded. He became an official at any time, and at that time, not to mention a small life, even if he was copied and beheaded, he was promising! Thinking about it, he sweated like rain.

The gentle young man said at this time that he had made a big move, smiled, and planned to leave.

Childe suddenly said, "Slow." ”

The young man turned around uncertainly, feeling that the boy who was looking underground seemed to be calling him. Childe stretched out a slender but slightly clever white right hand from the light fur, spread out his palm to the heroic young man beside him, and hooked his index finger elegantly.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, took a hundred taels and put it in the son's hand. Who knew that the son's hand was biased and did not answer, "I don't want paper." ”

The boy was stunned again, his dark eyes rolled and he smiled, and a deep dimple appeared on the right side of his face. Put away the silver ticket and took out a fifty taels of gold ingots.

Childe looked sideways at him and smiled. took it and shook it in front of the rat beard soldier, but turned his face to look to the side, "Give it back to others." ”

The rat-bearded soldier pondered for a long time before he finally understood what the son meant, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, drooling at the big gold ingot, which was much more shocking than the silver ticket, and handed the small gold ingot in his hand to the young man. The young man smiled and took it. ,

The rat-whiskered soldier Ding was waiting with his hands in his hands with his eyes shining, and the son took the gold ingots back into his palm, boarded the car, and left.

The breeze turned into a cold wind blowing the frozen rat whiskers, the grinning big yellow teeth, and the empty black palms.

The general was stunned, and suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled. Many onlookers slapped their hands on the street. The facial features of the rat-whiskered soldier fell off in an instant, like a weeping face. From now on, he has been trembling all his life, but he has also been honest and sincere for a lifetime.

Putting his hands on his hips, Da Lu smiled and said, "What a stupid person!

Not to mention. The boy didn't look at him from beginning to end.

The gentle young man smiled very happily, looking at the dust raised by the carriage when it left, he poked the round-faced young man next to him with his elbow, and teased: "Zhichun, are you stupid too?"

Zhichun shook his head in a daze, closed his mouth, and opened it again, "Okay...... It's a good ......" and "good" for a long time, and I don't know how to describe how I feel now.

The young man smiled and bent into the carriage. "Zhichun, let's go. ”

The purple-clothed girl by the window in the carriage closed the exposed window tightly, her ten fingers were close to Jiaojing, her eyes were closed, ......and a crystal flower the size of a grain of rice between her eyebrows sparkled.

The tender girl on the other side couldn't help but smile when she saw her intoxicated appearance. Even the girl in the blue shirt, who had been looking faint on the side, bent the corners of her lips.

There was also a young man with bright eyebrows and starry eyes in the carriage, wearing an undershirt, drilled in the Qingling brocade quilt, half-leaning on the embroidered pier, and under him was a thick mattress. There were stoves in the four corners of the car, which made the man's face red and lazy. The eyes are bright, but the lips are pale.

As soon as the boy got into the carriage, his little face wrinkled, he took off two shoes, but he was barefoot, and stretched his feet into the warm quilt of the young man as quickly as possible, and breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'll go! I'm freezing to death!"

The man frowned at the ice, but said with a smile: "Xiaobai, you're back!" immediately abandoned the embroidery pier and lay on the child's lap. Childe didn't object, just raised his eyebrows, "Little stone, are you happy again, aren't you? Hey, do you have a score or not? Wake up when you wake up, sleep when you say you sleep, do you know that Lu Dao is very scary?"

Shi Xuan didn't answer, he rubbed his cold light fur forward, and hugged his warm waist tightly. Canghai's heart softened suddenly, and he poked his shoulder with his fingers, "Hey, are you feeling better?"

After a while, a muffled "I don't know the way" came out.

Canghai rolled his eyes, untied his light fur, and leaned his elbows back against a piece of brocade. Shi Xuantou turned sideways to look at the pastries on the kang table on the side, and said quietly: "Xiaobai, why bother so much, how many incidents have occurred along the way in this carriage that you specially ordered." ”

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