A quarter of an hour later, after Zhang Xiaojing washed up, he changed his clothes and was taken by the jailer to the door of Dali Temple.

"How?" Yu Zhiqian glanced at the rejuvenated Zhang Xiaojing, not to mention, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, Zhang Xiaojing changed his clothes, took a bath, his hair stood up, and he was really in a lot of energy, especially the scar on his face, which looked like a person who was not easy to mess with.

"The living king of Hades, now he is like the king of Hades, go, take this son to see what this Chang'an is like, experience what it means to be proud of the spring breeze, and see all the Chang'an flowers in one day!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his big hand and took Zhang Xiaojing away, Liu Bei heard Yu Zhiqian say a poem, a fine taste, very charming, the spring breeze is proud, one day to see all the Chang'an flowers, Liu Bei almost couldn't help but applaud Yu Zhiqian.

However, Zhang Xiaojing looked at Yu Zhiqian's stunned appearance, and looked Yu Zhiqian up and down: "That, son, did you bring any money?" ”

"Huh? Money? ”

Yu Zhiqian touched his waist and found that the purse on his waist had been taken off when he was taken to Dali Temple from the Zongren Mansion, and the valuable things on his body had also been taken off, and he patted it a little embarrassedly: "That, it seems that I forgot to bring it!" ”

"Then let's go back to Dali Temple, no money, look at a fart Chang'an flower!"

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, Yu Zhiqian heard that it seemed to be such a reason, although he is still the prince, but if he goes to the Qinglou as a prince and does not give money, it is really embarrassing, and coughed lightly: "That Lord Liu?" ”

"Ah, great, the poem is so good, it's a pity that there are only two sentences, Childe, you call me?" Liu Bei was still savoring Yu Zhiqian's casual poems, and when he heard Yu Zhiqian call himself, he almost made a mistake, but fortunately, he usually skipped work and practiced a quick response brain, and immediately reacted and changed his words in time.

"Is there any money?"

"What?"

"Is there any silver?"

Liu Bei nodded.

Yu Zhiqian smiled and stretched out his hand: "Borrow some!" ”

Liu Bei swore that he really wanted to refuse the prince's excessive request at that time, not only to forcibly take away the death row prisoners in Dali Temple, but also to go out shopping, and even more excessively, to go out without taking himself, but also to ask himself for money, saying that it was borrowed, can the money be repaid? How could it be returned? Where will the prince ask for money if he doesn't pay it back? Looking for his daddy emperor? It is definitely not because he is the prince that he contributed his purse!

Yu Zhiqian took Liu Bei's purse, weighed it, and he didn't know how much money he had, so he threw it to Zhang Xiaojing: "Do you see if it's enough!" ”

Zhang Xiaojing weighed it and nodded: "Enough, let's go, son, I'll take you to see Chang'an flowers!" After taking two steps forward, Zhang Xiaojing suddenly stopped, took out a broken silver from his purse, and threw it to Liu Bei: "That Lord Liu, the roast chicken at noon today is good!" After speaking, he flicked his fingers hard, and the broken silver fell accurately into Liu Bei's hands.

"Childe!"

Liu Bei wanted to cry, and unconsciously stopped Yu Zhiqian, it is only the beginning of the month, and there are still more than ten days before the middle of the month, and this amount of money is not enough for Liu Bei to eat.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhiqian turned his head to look at Liu Bei with a puzzled expression, and found that this guy's face was a little ugly, not ugly, as if he had been greatly wronged: "Lord Liu, who bullied you?" How do you feel like you have been greatly wronged! ”

"Ah, no, I just heard a good poem, but I only got two sentences, and my heart is like ten thousand ants scratching my heart!"

Yu Zhiqian nodded after hearing this, there was no more wonderful place to read the novel before, and he would have this feeling, and he was deeply moved and patted Liu Bei's shoulder: "The article is natural, and the clever hand is even good, I am fortunate to have it, and I have lost my life, so Lord Liu cares too much, let's leave first!" ”

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian left Dali Temple with Zhang Xiaojing.

And Liu Bei heard Yu Zhiqian say two more classic poems, and once again fell into contemplation: "The article is natural, and the magic hand gets it, good poetry, good poetry, I don't know if there is more!" ”

When Liu Bei raised his head, Yu Zhiqian had already left with Zhang Xiaojing, and Liu Bei couldn't help but chase after him and shouted: "Childe, childe, what is the next sentence, what is the next sentence!" ”

After Yu Zhiqian walked out of Dali Temple, he vaguely heard someone shouting to him, it was Liu Bei's voice, and immediately urged Zhang Xiaojing and the Dali Temple jailer who had changed his clothes: "Go, go, go, go!" ”

"Childe, it looks like someone called you!"

One of the jailers said uncertainly.

"You heard me wrong, no one called me!"

Yu Zhiqian quickened his pace again, joking, can Yu Zhiqian hear it? Yu Zhiqian's ears are notoriously good, in "War Contractor", Yu Zhiqian survived on various battlefields by relying on his sensitive hearing, how could he not hear Liu Bei shouting himself?

Just because Yu Zhiqian really doesn't know what the rest of the sentences are? The poems memorized in elementary and junior high school, only remember these famous sentences, and who remembers the rest? It's like Li Bai's life must be full of joy, and he will come back to these sentences when his daughter is gone, who can recite them all?

As a scumbag, Yu Zhiqian didn't even know who the author of this poem was, and if he was entangled by Liu Bei, it would be a troublesome matter.

Liu Bei chased Yu Zhiqian for a long time, didn't find it, sighed, but suddenly thought that the prince took the death row prisoner out to visit Chang'an Street, such a big thing has not been reported yet, if the emperor knows, he will have to shed his skin if he does not die, so he can't help but speed up the pace and rush towards the palace, he has forgotten that he still has a carriage.

"Childe, let's just walk over like this?"

"Or else?"

Zhang Xiaojing looked at Yu Zhiqian with idiot eyes: "Childe, this Dali Temple is in Andianfang, we are going to Pingkangfang, with Yongxingfang and Chongrenfang in between, if you go over like this, it will take at least half an hour, Childe are you sure?" ”

Yu Zhiqian looked up at the sun in mid-air, although it was only May, it was also a little spicy, and it was indeed a little tiring to walk for an hour.

"What then!"

"Easy!"

After Zhang Xiaojing finished speaking, he whistled vigorously, and soon several people wearing fast clothes rushed out of the alley, and shouted excitedly after seeing Zhang Xiaojing: "Zhang Tou, you came out!" ”

"Well, drag the boy's clothes out and go around and find me a carriage, by the way, there is an ultimatum to get out of the workshop, son, do you have a wooden sign?"

"Huh!"

Zhang Xiaojing patted his head, this son's fingers really don't touch the spring water, and his ears don't know what's going on outside the window: "It's okay, just wait here with the son!" After saying that, he said two words to the catcher, and the two catchers nodded and disappeared into the alley.