The remnants of the sun are low, and the small bridge is flowing water.

Mochizuki Tower is located in North Street, the small river outside the door bends, the blue waves are murmuring, and there is a wooden arch bridge on the river surface, which is like a dragon lying above.

The wooden arch bridge is about ten meters long and less than two meters wide, and at the other end of the bridge, there is a stout old banyan tree, the crown of which is luxuriant, and it can accommodate 100 people in the middle of summer.

The arch bridge has a wide field of vision, and Zhao Yangao pointed out: "Well, the building next to the banyan tree is your Moon Tower." ”

Zou Changxi raised her eyes and saw that a two-story wooden house was extremely large, at least ten times larger than the courtyard where she lived in her previous life, no, it was a snail house.

"This, this," she exclaimed, "is that too big!" A five-star hotel? ”

She is lonely and unheard, and she doesn't know the extravagance of the local tyrants of the Han Dynasty. For example, the most magnificent Yingchuan Academy on the outskirts of the city is more than twice as large as the Moon Tower.

This well-known ancient and modern school was originally the other village of the Yingyin Xun family, and Xun Yu's grandfather Xun Shu was donated to the academy after he established the academy.

Under the guidance of Zhao Yan, the group hooked their shoulders and backs, smiled very happily, and stepped into the Moon Tower.

The chubby middle-aged man on the counter said with a smile on his face: "Ah, yes, my uncle is here, the old slave has missed the distance, please forgive me!" ”

Zhao Yan glanced at Zou Changxi, and looked quite embarrassed: "Not for the time being, don't call Shopkeeper Liu nonsense." ”

"Sooner or later, sooner or later."

Shopkeeper Liu smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, he didn't know Zhao Yan's urine, every time he didn't want it in his mouth, he didn't feel happy in his heart.

"It turned out that I was self-inflicted, and Brother Xian and Miss Zou already had a marriage contract." Mi Zhu secretly thought: "That's it, that's it, the two of them are talented and beautiful, they can be described as a good couple, what kind of mess am I adding?" Tomorrow, he will resign to them, and hand over the war horses and other materials to Nanyang Yuan Highway earlier. ”

"Ahem!" Zhao Yan coughed and hurriedly introduced Zou Changxi, so as not to let the shopkeeper Liu babble nonsense: "This is your girl." ”

This girl is not the other girl, in the past feudal society, the master was born with a large generation, a girl from a large family, but whenever she is a little older, she will be honored by the slave and maid as a girl, the focus is on the word "mother" at the back.

After the girl got married, her husband was of the same generation, so most of the people called her aunt.

Shopkeeper Liu squinted for a long time, and vaguely recognized his own lady, but he didn't know why she was so makeup, and why she lacked a personal maid to hold the qin.

He saluted respectfully: "The old slave has seen the girl. ”

"No need to be polite!" Zou Changxi also knows Shopkeeper Liu, who goes to her home to meet her sister almost every ten days, and is one of her sister's right-hand men: "Is there a vacant room?" After a long journey, I was a little tired. ”

"Ma San!" Shopkeeper Liu shouted: "Take the girl to the upstairs guest room, remember to ask for the No. 1 private room." ”

Ma San ran over, bent down and said, "Girl, please upstairs." ”

"Small screen!" Zou Changxi turned around and said, "You go up with me and wait for me to bathe and freshen up." ”

After Zou Changxi and the three of them went upstairs, Shopkeeper Liu called someone to prepare hot water.

Zhao Yan looked around, and the well-arranged hall, with five rows of low tables, was neatly arranged side by side, and twenty sheets were placed in one row.

In fact, there were far less than 100 students attending the banquet tonight, only more than 90 people, and the vacant seats were also prepared.

And the Yingchuan Academy he studied in has a total of 347 students, but except for those he warmly invited, the rest are either temporary and unskilled, or they have no friendship with him.

Zhao Yan asked, "Shopkeeper Liu, are the food and wine ready?" ”

"What my uncle ordered, the old slave will do his best, and he will never delay the feast." The shopkeeper patted his chest and assured.

"In this way, I can rest assured, you go and get busy, I won't bother you."

"That's gone, the old slave will go and see how the kitchen meal is prepared."

"Wait!" Shopkeeper Liu walked to the door of the kitchen, Zhao Yan stopped him, and the former stopped and said, "Uncle, but do you have other instructions?" ”

Zhao Yan said solemnly: "Shopkeeper Liu, your girl is sentimental, you must not speak openly and mention Baoqin in front of her." ”

"What do you mean by this? Why can't the old slave understand? ”

Zhao Yan had no choice but to explain to him that the recent changes in Yongqiu, Shopkeeper Liu listened with a pale face, but fortunately, in the end, there was no danger, and his own young lady retreated.

Zhao Yan said with concern: "Shopkeeper Liu, are you okay?" ”

"Uncle rest assured, the old slave is fine, the old slave has written it down." Shopkeeper Liu waved his hand lightly, and then stepped into the kitchen.

Zhao Yan shook his head, exhaled, and turned around to greet his classmates.

"Brother Boran," Chen Qun quipped, "Is that Miss Zou upstairs your fiancée who you praise and never forget?" ”

"Hmm!" Zhao Yan nodded sweetly.

Zheng Lun said disdainfully: "Brother Boran, your vision is very ordinary." I look at Miss Zou as ordinary, how can she be as mysterious as you praise, it is my maid Xia Chan, and she is also three points more beautiful than her. ”

"You know the! People are clumsy, do you know? ”

Zhao Yan argued: "I, Zhao Yan, dare to pack a ticket, once she shows her true face, your eyes will definitely pop out." ”

Yingchuan Shizi said and laughed, you said a word, I said a word, the atmosphere is not lively.

Mi Zhu instructed Liu to manage the affairs, and the latter went out to settle the caravan and dispersed to stay in inns around the country.

He himself booked two upper rooms, led two pretty maidservants, and waited for the brother and sister to go upstairs to freshen up.

In the No. 1 private room in the distance, the wooden bolt was firmly fastened to the doorknob, and there was a sharp sound of water on the ground, staging a restricted-level wet temptation.

I saw that Zou Changxi was defenseless, with a thin waist and long legs, and was curled up in the hot bathtub.

She had stripped her hair from her scarf, and her cloudy hair hung behind her back, floating in strands on the water.

The peaks and peaks of her chest are undulating, and there is an indescribable deep groove in the middle, as if it can suck the soul of any man into it, including her, a contradiction.

It was as if there was a flame burning in her body, and she was numb for no reason.

The small screen action is a little rusty, there is no hugging the piano to serve people, the slippery and crispy hands are light and heavy, rubbing every inch of her fair skin, she has to pretend to close her eyes to recuperate, to hide the embarrassment and anxiety in her heart.

For Mao, my brother has now become a soft girl, looking at her delicate body with crystal texture, smelling her own body fragrance like an orchid musk, and the pituitary gland will secrete dopamine?

No nosebleeds? Otherwise, it will be a big mess. Zou Changxi touched her nostrils to confirm that she didn't see red, and then took a bath in a panic.

I remember that people in the 21st century are struggling with self-release, whether it is comfortable for men or women.

She personally thinks that the answer is obvious, after all, picking the nostrils with her hands is always comfortable with the nostrils, not the fingers that work hard.

Oops, my nostrils are a little uncomfortable, and I want to pick them out.

As soon as she thought of this, Zou Changxi was excited, and her organs thumped uncontrollably.

You really don't want to force your face, the small screen is still watching from the side, you can't pay attention to the image, can't you try quietly next time?

Zou Changxi endured the torment, finally finished the fragrant bath, put on the newly bought slanted collar skirt, tied a pure white ribbon around the waist, and still tied a bow.

The ancients believed that the parents of the hair should not be shaved casually, but it does not mean that it should not be shaved. At that time, both men and women had long hair, but the way of curling hair was slightly different.

The women's hairstyle of the Han Dynasty developed very maturely, and the hair bun shape system was also varied.

In general, there are two types, one is a hanging bun combed behind the skull, and the other is a high bun coiled on the top of the head.

Zou Changxi didn't like the above two styles, she smiled coquettishly: "Xiaoping, you help me with the tassel bun." ”

"Miss, what is a fringed bun?"

"I'll teach you."

Zou Changxi told the story, reminiscing about the film and television dramas she watched, who let her cross over, the pituitary gland was abnormally developed, and her memory was very good.

Her hair reached her thighs, and her head was tied in a bun in concentric bands, leaving two handfuls of hair on the left and right, each the thickness of a thumb, draped over her shoulders.

This kind of tasseled hairstyle is very common in film and television dramas, and the most impressive one is Liu Yifei's version of Xiaolongnu.

After a while, after the makeup was finished, the small screen was in a daze at Zou Changxi, and Zou Changxi was in a daze at the bronze mirror.

"Hold a grass! Brother, this is too beautiful, isn't it? Even my facial features, and my fairy sister who likes sticks, are not the same way at all. It is estimated that at this moment, when she is standing in front of me, I am not inferior to her, and even surpassed. ”

Xiaoping said crisply: "Miss, you are so beautiful, you are the most beautiful person the slave family has ever seen." ”

"Poor mouth!" Zou Changxi said with a smile: "I told Ma San before, booked the next room, and also prepared hot water, you should go and freshen up." ”

"Whoa!"

The small screen retreated, Zou Changxi took out a glass mirror from the Pinduoduo space, and it was stinky and beautiful for a while before he put his waist out of the door.

"Why is it so quiet?" Zou Changxi leaned on the fence on the second floor, looking down, there were seven or seven dishes on the table, but there was no one, only the scattered shopkeepers.

You little young people, it's so annoying. Brother is so carefully dressed, don't you want to verify your charm, but you guys are running away one by two, what kind of plane is this?

"Little Er!" Zou Changxi frowned and said, "The people here just now, where did they go?" ”

Several shopkeepers looked up at her, as if they were in the middle of a demon, their blood was boiling, and their brains rushed to their heads, and they were dizzy and drunk, as if they were in Penglai Wonderland.

"Tsk!" Zou Changxi repeated: "What about you, where have they gone?" ”

Still no one answered, the shopkeeper stared at her in a daze, she was really helpless, and walked down the steps step by step.

Approaching a shopkeeper, she shouted sharply, "Wake up! Wake up! ”

The second shopkeeper who was in his soul was shaken to the pain of his eardrums, so he woke up like a dream and said, "Immortal...... Fairy ...... What do you say? ”

"What about the people here just now, where did they all go?"

The shopkeeper stammered: "I heard that the outside room is ...... Not far away, a pregnant woman committed suicide by hitting a wall, and they all looked ...... Look at the excitement. ”

Zou Changxi ran out of the door immediately, and several shopkeepers looked at her back, only to feel that she was shrouded in smoke and haze, and fell into a new round of stunned again.