Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Dandelion of the Night

Zhao Shuyan smiled, bit Su Wen's ear and said, "Then you give me happiness tonight." Su Wen felt a chill, how big is this brain hole to understand it like this? Defended: "Equality is voluntary equality between the two parties, and no one can force anyone." ”

Zhao Shu naughtily blew lightly into Su Wen's ear: "Don't lock me up, don't be fierce to me, I'll wait for you to be willing." Su Wen let out a sigh of relief, who can't stand this fox spirit tossing! The days can't pass!: "Yes, we have three chapters of the law." ”

"No, a chapter"

"A chapter?"

"Just one chapter"

"Well, just one chapter. Remember, in the future you are not a princess, but an ordinary woman,"

"Deal! By the way, someone brought you something" Zhao Shu suddenly turned cloudy, and she didn't have a good airway.

"Who?"

"See for yourself. Zhao Shu went into the room and gave him a package.

Who will bring me something? I opened the package with a question mark on my face, and inside was a delicately made wolf demon skin backpack, with a special style, only a dozen slender pockets arranged in a fan shape, and flying dandelions embroidered with gold thread.

People like the feeling of being cared for and missed, Su Wen picked up the backpack and rubbed it, and saw a small poem in the corner: The cold barren slope is like a glow, the famous flowers are like dancing without flowers, the flocculent is like a yarn, and the autumn is interested in the end of the world.

Su Wen stayed for a moment and said to himself: "Rather than aspiring to the end of the world, I prefer not to admire safflower and not envy immortals, embroidered velvet and spit fog and dance Liujuan." ”

Zhao Shu pursed her lips and said hatefully: The bag is not a bag, it is said that it is a bar and only the back, and it is difficult for this flower to be elegant. I don't know what's good!" I didn't see Su Wenli, so I had to look at the courtyard through the dim lantern under the corridor, and the shadowy bamboo forest was clinging to the flower wall, like a faded ink painting. It's raining again, the drizzle is wetting the streamer, and I don't know how many unknowable futures are hidden in the mist of the rain? Zhao Shu suddenly had the urge to love again, maybe it was someone, maybe it was this world. The road of this life, she let out a long sigh.

As if an appointment had been made, Chang Aotian also let out a long sigh.

Did these two figure it out? Su Wen heard their sighs. Even in the middle of the night, I couldn't help wiping my sweat and thinking: Let's hear what political opinions he has.

Chang Aotian's eyes were clear, and he said with a firm will: "I decided to live here, if you have any bad intentions for the girl, please kill me first." ”

I'm rubbing! Does this person only have ACD numbers in his head? I've been thinking about this for a long time? You're not a drunkard, and you're not in a bar? Huh... Just thinking about it gives me goosebumps.... Su Wen stared at him and said unhurriedly: "Once upon a time there was a eunuch..."

After waiting for a while, he didn't hear Su Wen continue, Zhao Shu couldn't help but ask, "What about next?"

Su Wen secretly rejoiced, this girl is afraid that in addition to acting, she has also learned cross talk, right? Look at this teasing technique... With a slight groan, "There's nothing down there"

Zhao Shu pursed her lips, hum, are you stupid?

Suddenly I realized that the eunuch was gone! The flower branches gritting their teeth and laughing trembled, shouting that their stomachs hurt...

After breakfast, Su Wen didn't go out, finished exercising, and began to prepare for the trip to the Flower Language Grassland. It was not until noon that the various weapons were serviced. Looking up at the sky, the winter sun always gently spills heat on the world, and you can only feel a trace of warmth, but you can't bring away the cold of winter. On the contrary, Su Wen's heart is full of fists and fires, for his family, for his friends... It is also for the people of Xiqushan who have not met.

The old man in Tsing Yi swept the yard and made a cup of tea.

There were three more people in the courtyard, but it didn't add to the excitement. Chang Aotian held the book and read. Zhao Shu was sorting out her luggage and arranging for the maid to buy things from time to time. Su Wen looked at the gradually increasing number of daily necessities and felt that this place was more like a home.

When the thief Cao Lingyunfei brought the thirty bed crossbow arrows, Su Wen was dressed neatly. Changed into a bright arrow suit, carrying a crossbow box around his waist, and a dozen crossbow arrows and spears stuck in his back, he looked tall and strong, and his momentum was as strong as the sun, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was slightly softer. Seeing him entertaining himself, Zhao Shu covered her mouth and smiled, and arranged for the maid to buy a black fur coat. Dressed in a big hat, he finally covered the golden dandelions, and secretly had fun.

After drinking a few cups of tea, Su Wen took out an edict and gave it to the old man and said, "Look for yourself," the old man opened it with a shake:

In December of the 30th year of Emperor Feng, the minister of Xiqu Mountain: How are you the emperor? Emperor: Okay.

Can't believe his eyes, the old man rubbed his cloudy eyes and let out some tears. After looking at it carefully, he thanked Su Wen, sighed, and went back to the backyard tremblingly, and in an instant, he seemed to be a little older again.

Before the new city lord took office, Chang Aotian was the shackles of the old man. The two had also chatted together over tea, and he did not approve of the practice of imprisoning an elderly man, imprisoning others because of lack of self-confidence. Chang Aotian didn't like the weakness of his king.

"Hmm, is there anything going on in the city? and you're reading a book to pass the time?" he likes to listen to her speak, her voice is not loud, but it exudes a gentle energy, soft and elegant, it is the voice that belongs to the valley, and in such a quiet time in the pavilion, like a bird singing. "I love reading so quietly in my life. Chang Aotian didn't want to call himself a subordinate official, which would make him uncomfortable, but fortunately, the other party didn't mind, so he simply called himself Xiaosheng, hoping that she would ask more personal questions.

"Hey, I have a question about privacy, I don't know if it's appropriate to ask. "Fighting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, it turns out that this is not only applicable to couples and lovers. It is also suitable for both men and women. There was only one bed in the wing, and the two slept and had a much more harmonious relationship.

"But it doesn't hurt to ask" Although she didn't ask, she must have heard it. Although this city lord is wilted, his life is not so hateful.

Su Wen touched the hard stubble on his chin, it is also good to fall out of love, and he doesn't have to shave every day according to the other party's preferences. "Do you go to the men's or women's toilets like this?" or like Song Guo, where do you want to go?" "Uh, why are you looking at me like this?

..... Well, when I didn't ask. Su Wen sighed, hey, the eunuch's self-esteem! After waiting for a while, he still couldn't hold back: "Is Tai Shiling an errand boy in the palace?"

"Nonsense! Tai Shi Ling is a historian, how can he be a eunuch?" Zhao Shu laughed, "Sister, I thought you weren't so stupid, but now it seems that nothing has changed." But my sister likes you silly, it's cute. ”

Did Lord Sima become a eunuch before becoming a historian? Su Wen didn't expect that it was because of his shallow culture, so he simply stopped bothering about this problem. But he also decided to sleep with Chang Aotian at least two quilts at night.

Love had just been lost to immaturity, and Su Wen wondered, "Isn't it good to be mature?

"I only know that once a man matures, his heart is no longer the original heart, or simply no heart, and my sister doesn't like a man who has no heart. ”

"Maturity doesn't mean losing conscience? At least it's more responsible. From her words, Chang Aotian heard that Su Wen had always been unlearned. Too lazy to bother with him.

"Conscience?" Although they are not a few years older, they are only two straight men after all, and Zhao Shu is qualified to tell them this. "I don't know what you want to do, I don't know what you want, it's okay to do it, but if you can't do it, you're going to cheat, intimidate, and you can buy it until you get what you want. Then you have the strength and you have the status. After that, you have to hold on to your position of strength, or you want more. You'll find that you need more money, you need more strength. By that time, where has my heart gone?"

Su Wen's thoughts are relatively simple and simple: "I don't want to run out of people in the future." It is said that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads, and the flower language grassland is the first stop. ”

Chang Ao Tian Tian did not disagree with his point of view: "With the Huayu Grassland, you can produce more food, and you can't drive people away even if you want to." ”

"Well, isn't there land everywhere?" Su Wen remembered the fertile soil.

"The fertile land is only the grassland, and the soil in the city is dug from the grassland, and it will be changed in a few years. You're afraid you haven't farmed before, right?" Zhao Shu looked down on him. "What about the money? You have to set up a chamber of commerce first, provide guards, chariots and horses, otherwise who would dare to go to the grassland?"

No wonder there are farmers next to the Huayu grassland, originally thought it was because people were lazy! Su Wen had the story of modern capital in his mind, and he picked and chose it, and felt that the loan was not very risky. I made a plan that seemed feasible: "Lejia! ”

"Do you know Lejia?" Zhao Shu was curious about Su Wen's heels.

"Zhang Ziling, he is a musician.... Count yourself as a guest of the curtain, right?" Su Wen smiled ambiguously, until he saw Zhao Shu's frosty face, and then remembered that she was sent out by Zhang Ziling to invite merit. I discussed it with Su Mei, and originally planned to let her go, after all, after getting acquainted with it, I couldn't do it, and scolded casually: "Villain, pulling birds is ruthless"

Zhao Shu hadn't heard this, but after thinking about it, it was really an image, and she laughed out loud. Chang Aotian didn't know the story, he only felt that Su Wen was really vulgar, and his mind was full of filth.