Hanhan thought about Zhengmei, and suddenly stood still.

"Who is it!?"

Jing Zhe also stopped and looked back.

In the bright moonlight, two figures slowly walked out from behind the corner.

"Is that you?"

When he got closer, Jing Zhe's face tensed.

It was the pink boy and his little servant.

In the Chunshui Building, he entangled himself twice or three times, and after being rejected, he also gave him a trip, this can't be a pervert, right?

"Ah Kun Gongzi just left?"

The pink boy didn't feel embarrassed after being discovered, and looked up at Jing Zhe and smiled.

"What, if you don't leave, you can't wait for the New Year?"

Jing Zhe didn't have a good airway.

“……”

The pink boy choked on this, and then smiled: "Isn't Ah Kun Gongzi going to thank me?" ”

"Thank you?"

Jing Zhe laughed angrily at this thick face like a city wall.

If you don't beat you, you will steal the fun, thank your mother?

"Yes, if it weren't for the strong recommendation, how could Ah Kun Gongzi have the opportunity to compose poems in Chunshui Building? When the news of tonight's events spreads in the city, it won't be long before Childe will definitely become famous all over the world. Childe isn't going to thank me yet? ”

"Thank you, thank you!"

Jing Zhe gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "I thank you for the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!" ”

After speaking, the pink boy with a suspicious face was left behind, and strode towards the direction of the inn.

"Eighteen generations of ancestors..."

After a while, the little guy came back to his senses: "Your Highness, have we been scolded?" ”

"Do you still need to be reminded?"

The pink boy glared at the little girl, looked at the alley where there was no trace of Jing Zhe, and gritted his teeth as well.

"Ah Kun? Hongu remembers you! ”

There are only two people left at the scene, and they no longer have any scruples about the title, if Jing Zhe hears it at the scene, he will definitely be shocked - if he goes out, he will offend a royal relative, what kind of fucking luck is this?

Looking at his master's angry appearance, the little servant was a little surprised, and hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, we've been out for a while, shouldn't we go back?" ”

"Don't go back!"

"Your Highness, don't be angry, we have been out for more than half a month this time, if it is delayed any longer, I am afraid that His Majesty will punish him after returning to the palace!"

The little guy reminded with a worried face.

"Don't be afraid!"

The pink boy was categorical, "This Ah Kun is hateful, but there is still real talent!" The poem he wrote today, no one in the palace knew could write it! ”

"Song University Scholar is not good?"

Hearing the little guy ask, the pink boy's eyes lit up.

"Of course not! Hehe, if Ah Kun can go to Jingzhou to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, Song Jimao and the Song family's wishful thinking will be in vain! ”

"Your Highness wants to..."

"That's right, this palace wants to bring Ah Kun back to Jingzhou!"

The face that was still angry before was already smiling like a flower.

……

Back at the inn, Jing Zhe held fifty taels of silver and slept soundly on his back.

For him, a good sleep must have a good dream.

In the dream, he earned enough money, left Bishan, and went to Jingzhou, where he was taken care of by his eldest sister, who was the daughter of the prime minister, and the mix was prosperous.

In the dream,

When I woke up in the morning, I still felt that the pictures in my dreams were vivid.

Han Han was already waiting outside the door, Jing Zhe changed his clothes, ate some food at the inn and walked out.

With the silver in hand, it is natural to go and buy saltpeter.

When he opened the door and saw Jing Zhe, the goatee's expression was a little complicated.

Yesterday, when I heard Jing Zhe say that he wanted to buy all his saltpeter, the goatee was so excited that he didn't even make firecrackers, and quit all those hired people.

But he waited and waited, and when it was dark and there was no figure of Jing Zhe, his heart was completely cold.

Am I being tricked?

Nothing but this idea.

So when I saw Jing Zhe again, the mood of the goatee was as exciting as the two heavens of ice and fire.

"Why, I haven't seen you for a day, and the shopkeeper doesn't know me?"

Seeing the goatee blocked at the door in a daze, Jing Zhe teased.

"Ahh No! ”

Goatee came back to his senses and quickly got out of the way.

"Childe is going to buy saltpeter today?"

Jing Zhe nodded, took out the silver from his clothes and handed it over.

The goatee was still excited, but when he saw the silver handed over by Jing Zhe, his face darkened.

"Childe, let's talk about twenty taels of silver, what do you mean by giving these ten taels of silver?"

Jing Zhe said with a smile: "Don't hide it from the shopkeeper, in fact, I am not a native of Yongzhou, if I transport all the saltpeter back to my hometown, the mountains are high and the road is far away, it is not cost-effective, so I plan to buy a house in the city, and then transport the saltpeter over." ”

Checking the silver in his hand, he continued: "I want all the saltpeter, but I need to store it here in the shopkeeper first, ten taels of silver is a deposit, and then settle the balance when I find the house, how about it?" ”

"Okay!"

As long as you can buy all the saltpeter, you can say anything else!

Besides, the saltpeter is still in his hands, and he is not afraid that he will run away!

Goatee took the silver and asked, "Does the prince have a favorite house in the city?" ”

Jing Zhe shook his head, "I just came to Yongzhou not long ago, and I'm not very familiar with this place. ”

When the goatee heard this, he said tentatively: "There happens to be a friend who wants to sell the house, why don't you help the son ask?" ”

"That couldn't be better!"

Jing Zhe said with a smile: "If the shopkeeper can really help me find a suitable house, the money will naturally be indispensable!" ”

The goatee rubbed his hands together, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"It doesn't matter if you have money or not, the main thing is that you want to make a friend like Gongzi!"

“……”

……

Jing Zhe asked the goatee to help him wrap a big bag of saltpeter, and then walked out with Hanhan.

Along the way, Han Han had a lot on his mind.

I have to say that this young village master is very good at making money, and a poem is fifty taels of silver, which is unbeatable.

But the means of spending money are even more powerful!

Saltpeter went to twenty taels, and this is still going to buy a house, maybe how much it will cost! Isn't there enough empty house on the mountain to live in?

Han Han held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say: "Young village master, I think you spend too much money!" It's not good to make so much money at last time! ”

Jing Zhe nodded, "Really?" I was thinking of buying some meat and wine and going back to reward my brothers on the mountain, but since you say so, forget it. ”

Hanhan: "......"

After walking for a while, Han Han whispered: "Young village master, I think that the money you spent seems to be reasonable, and it is not extravagant..."

“……”

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