Yuan Lingjun rushed to the Wangshi's Mansion with a salivation, saying that he would exchange her sour dates for a few money.

The servants of Wang Shi's Mansion know that it is not a new thing for Yuan Lingjun to come to the house to ask for money, usually she has three purposes: one is to take the initiative to attend classes, which is extremely rare, and the other is that Wang Shi urges homework, and is forced to dare not come because Wang Shijun is in the power to kill, and the most direct purpose is to ask for money.

Zhen Mansion's maid Ah Si and Yuan Lingjun have the most contacts, at this time he smiled and welcomed Yuan Lingjun into the mansion, and went to the kitchen to order the slaughter of a big rooster, and met Shilang Jun's new concubine, and the concubine Yin Yang said in a weird voice: "Reduce food and reduce food, the sky is high and the emperor is far away." ”

"Ah Si, are you a distinguished guest from the house?" The chef also thought it was strange.

Wars are frequent, people's livelihood is difficult, in this extraordinary period, Dunton can eat meat are the family of bells, drums and jade, the early years of Zhen's prestige and status is also very prosperous, after the king of Changshan went out, because of the involvement in the court party dispute, was degraded Baling, Zhen's situation is not as good as before, under the strong constraints of Zhen Chuanting, the family is thrifty and frugal, it can be said that the two sleeves are breezy, the only luxury time, is only when the guests and friends are full.

And then there's the one in front of you. Yuan Lingjun sat under the corridor to eat dates, quickly flipping through the miscellaneous books in his hands, the luggage returned from the East China Sea has been left in the orchid room of the Wangshi's Mansion, which is clothes, jewelry, miscellaneous books, puppets and other things, the jewelry is only a very small piece, but the miscellaneous books are the majority, the East China Sea has never lacked folk anecdotes, gods and ghosts, and the streets and alleys are circulating this kind of legendary handbook.

"My lord, please come and eat."

Ah Si removed the pile of books and brought up the food table.

The food is carefully prepared by the chef, with white grass, shiny preserved meat, crystal clear fruit pulp, and chicken breast and chicken thighs that Yuan Ling often eats.

Yuan Lingjun's stomach was already hungry, and he hugged the bowl and ate a lot, his eyes were full of tears, and he almost cried bitterly to express his gratitude. After using up the two large bowls of rice, Yuan Lingjun hiccuped loudly and finally reluctantly put down the dishes and chopsticks and smacked his mouth.

Then the maid led Yuan Lingjun to change clothes and freshen up, and Ah Si prepared enough silver taels and put them in a new money bag. After Yuan Lingjun packed it up, Ah Si handed her the money bag: "Here are fifty taels of silver." The father-in-law expected that the lord would come, and he had already instructed the villain to prepare. She may not take the small amount to heart, but it is the only savings that her father-in-law can take out at present.

Yuan Lingjun took the money bag, and his hand fell heavily, and he didn't see any trace of Wang Shi until he entered the mansion, didn't the old guy go back to Baling. "Ah Si, isn't Master Wang in the house?"

The child servant brought the carriage, and Ah Si prepared a box of pastries.

"Fenglai County flooded at the end of summer, and the embankment built the year before last collapsed, and the flood affected the people downstream.

Ah Si sent Yuan Lingjun all the way outside the city gate before stopping to say goodbye: "Lord, have a good journey." Yuan Lingjun took the pastry and returned the carriage to Ah Si.

If you have good luck, you may be able to return the broken donkey cart that was lost at the Tianguan County Pavilion Station. Yuan Lingjun finished eating pastries on the road, found a house to settle down for the night, entered the door Yuan Lingjun asked the store for a big bowl of noodles, wild boiled noodles, supplemented by lard, the noodles were hot, and the mouth suddenly burned a few bubbles.

It was already late at night, and there were a few insect chirps around.

There was a light rain in the sky, and the four fields of the Lulu were shrouded in a vast white mist, hazy, and the way to come and the way to go could not be seen clearly, and the fog seemed to wipe out everything that could be seen here.

Yuan Lingjun leaned in front of the window and looked into the distance, poked his head out of the window, and saw a strange scene.

At the end of the mist, a woman in a red soap-colored dress led the horse, walked downstairs to the shop flag, the woman tied the reins, patted the horse's back with pity, took a flat fruit from the sleeve and handed it to the horse's mouth. "Good horse, eat, it's the last flat fruit."

The jade-topped black horse that eats Pingguo, its owner is an ugly young girl without salt. Yuan Lingjun opened his mouth, his throat was extremely dry, and he couldn't make any sound. The woman's scarred face suddenly looked out of the window, and it was terrifying in the night.

"Liudi, I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did you come." A wry smile broke out of the woman's lips.

Yuan Lingjun was silent, she also wanted to go to her, but she still couldn't forgive her and her mother, it was better not to see her, so as not to be sad and sad. This is the knot in her heart for many years, which she can't let go of or untie.

"Liudi, I have to go." Ling Yan lowered his eyebrows, stroked the head of the jade-crowned black horse over and over again, and smiled at her, "I asked you to give the jade-crowned black horse, no, I will return it to you." ”

"Oh, where are you going?"

"The world is so big that it has its own place to go."

She reached out and caught a whistling wind. Yuan Lingjun broke out in a cold sweat, his eyes staring at the dark roof. It turned out to be a dream, she got up and pushed open the window, the night breeze was blowing, and there was no sign of rain at all.

The banquet is the gust of wind, the wind passes without a trace, whether there is zài, whether it has come, Nan Ke is just an illusory scene after a dream.

It turned out to be really just a dream. Yuan Lingjun patted his chest and lay down again.

At midnight, the door of the inn slammed, the shopkeeper yawned and opened the door, followed by a group of stubborn soldiers who broke into the store with a fierce force.

"Do...... Do what? The villain didn't ...... Didn't break the king's law. The shopkeeper stammered and asked, waking up most of the time.

"Don't panic, we're just looking for someone."

The first person was a little cold and indifferent between his eyebrows, he had a big sleeve and a sword, and he was aggressive.

Yuan Lingjun, who was still asleep, was taken into the carriage by these maids who suddenly broke into the bedroom, and when she found herself in the speeding car, she climbed to the window and lifted the curtains, and the cold wind poured in, hitting her face alive, and woke her up from sleep.

"Fu Piao, where are we going?" Yuan Lingjun pressed the hot bubble on the side of his mouth.

"Go to Baling first, and then immediately leave for Lin'an, Kyoto."

His nails punctured the hot bubbles, and Yuan Lingjun grinned and shed a few tears.

The galloping carriage slowed down, slowly stopped, Fu Piaoluo fell into the stirrups and dismounted, went to lift the curtains, and asked Yuan Lingjun to get off.

The night wind whimpered, and on the official roads that extended in all directions, hundreds of slaves stood with their heads bowed, like mourning and examining. What's going on here?

A lost white linen hairband rushed to the face and landed on Yuan Lingjun's face, Yuan Lingjun took it off and held it in the palm of his hand, speechless, shocked and shocked, she raised her head and looked at everyone wearing linen and filial piety, no one dared to tell the truth.

The cold mantis stood solemnly in the wind, and the hunting sound on her body made a hunting sound, and she opened and closed her lips, and the wind whistled, quickly drowning out her voice. Yuan Lingjun didn't hear a word clearly, and only read the last sentence from Han Yan's mouth.

The princess of Yongguo is driving.