Song Zizhen really obediently took Xiao Yue and left first.

Taishi Xinhe saw Song Zizhen's back disappearing outside the gate, and was thinking about how to phrase Mr. He Jin to help without losing his position.

Mr. He Jin shook the crystal tea in the cup, suddenly raised his head, blinked and smiled, still looking old and stubborn: "It's enough to leave me a house to live in, and the rest ...... Forget it, you can do it yourself. ”

Tai Shi Xinhe obviously raised his eyes, thinking that this old man He was a little more generous!

However, she did not refuse, and said: "Mr. He, don't worry, your money here is more than the treasury, and I can't use you too much." ”

He Jinbai glanced at her, sighed, and secretly sighed that this female doll was really unkind.

But what he owes to others, he does not say anything.

The sunlight outside the house lined the golden beams in the distance, reflecting each other so that the light in the hall looked warm and warm, shining on Mr. He Jin's face always revealed an indescribable harmony, making this originally naughty person look old and quiet, and there was a scar in the white sideburns, which seemed to interpret his vicissitudes of life for many years.

Tai Shi Xinhe has changed his opinion of this naughty old man a lot, at least ordinary people know that she is not dead, at least they should ask her the whole story of the year, and ask her all kinds of questions that she may not even think of.

She pondered for a moment and asked, "You don't ask me anything, why do you want me to come back?" ”

Old Man He snorted twice and didn't answer quickly, shaking the tea in his hand seemed to be more fun, drinking tea like a person who had just learned to drink drank the first sip of wine, slurping a few times in his mouth, and said, "Come on, as if I asked seriously, you can answer seriously." ”

This......

If Old Man He asks seriously, she will definitely answer seriously.

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Soon after, He Jin found a little brother who looked bright to lead her to the account room, and asked her to report the approximate amount of money and silver needed to prepare for the corresponding coordination.

The little brother was cautious and careful, and after the account book was properly handled, he took someone to the money village to get the silver ticket, in addition to sending people to accompany Taishi Xinhe to buy some necessary camp accounts and other items, whether it was silver money or disaster relief materials, they invited the most powerful dart bureau in the city to escort the darts, and transported them to Dongjun and Lingnan respectively.

Tai Shi Xinhe didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

For the sake of insurance, she also asked Meng Jiuxing to send some people to secretly protect the money.

I can't guarantee which mountain king is going to rob him, but Meng Jiuxing is a living tigress in the circle of cottage kings, and she has been crisscrossing the cottage for ten years, destroying countless flowers with her hot hands, and other small villages don't dare to provoke easily.

Therefore, it was wise for her to let Meng Jiuxing's people secretly protect them on the way.

In the past few days, the theme of discussion before and after tea in Chang'an City has become that the richest man, the old man He Jin, actually interacted with officialdom, and donated nearly half of the silver money to help the victims in Dongjun and Lingnan.

The most important thing is that I don't know where it is rumored that the champion Tanhua Bang a few days ago is an auspicious body, and it is a few natural disasters, and a few young people can not only get the help of Old Man He, but also have unlimited potential and a bright future.

Taishi Xinhe stood on top of the most beautiful and open high-rise building in the city, accompanied by the howling of the high wind, a gray and white robe fluttered under the wild wind pet, his hair was bunned, and he looked heroic.

Looking downstairs from where she stood, the streets were filled with crowds of people, shouting and shouting.

What a harmonious and beautiful vision the vision.

Taishi Xinhe stood for a long time, but his mood never became happy.

"Xinhe, go home."

Xin He, who was in a daze, was shocked and delighted in his heart, Song Ziqing?

No, it's Song Zizhen.

Taishi Xinhe turned his head and looked at Song Zizhen, who was also standing aside.

He enjoyed the cool breeze from above, even if the wind ruffled his hair, his starry eyes were still far away, and his gaze was like jade, like the calmest water in the rippling lake.

went home with a bang, which made Taishi Xinhe frightened for a long time.

This sentence is so warm and so ridiculous.

Song Zizhen looked at Xin He with a smile like the warm sun of spring, he was already an apricot eye and peach blossom, and with the contrast of the scene, he seemed more and more handsome.

"I heard that His Royal Highness King Yun is the most affectionate person, Xin He wants to hear what His Royal Highness King Yun thinks of your younger brother Song Ziqing's death."

She looked at Song Zizhen, and Song Zizhen also turned his head to look at her at this time.

There was tenderness in his eyes, but he couldn't tell the truth, so Xin He couldn't bear this kind of gaze at all, and the two looked at each other for a moment, and Xin He immediately looked away.

"The sixth brother lost his biological mother when he was a child, and he was not a grandson, he has suffered a lot more than other brothers since he was a child. But the sixth brother is forbearant and resolute, and his intelligence is outstanding. In terms of wisdom and talent, he is the first of our brothers, but he has been too lonely since he was a child, which makes him too insecure. ”

Song Zizhen's tone was calm, not mixed with any personal feelings, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him.

People always love to reminisce about the past and immerse themselves in those beautiful and warm things.

Taishi Xinhe always thinks of the time with Song Ziqing, it is really a life like a fairy couple.

When she was twelve years old, she met Song Ziqing, who taught her how to read, read and write, and how to survive; He also often wrote poems and boiled wine with her, and corrected each other; There are also times when the wind and snow are naughty together, she is very happy on the day of the wedding, but after the ceremony, she is very sad.

The calamity that fell from the sky without warning, she thought she would be buried with him in the execution ground, slashed by a thousand knives. Although she was unwilling, at least she did not seek to live but to die together.

And the gears of fate flicked, and she was rescued.

has become a person who seems indifferent and a little selfish now.

"Let's go back." Song Zizhen's thin lips are lightly opened, and his voice is mellow and moving. He didn't really comment on Song Ziqing's killing, because no one could comment on it.

He knew that Taishi Xinhe was reminiscing about the past, and he knew even more that she was missing Song Ziqing.

"Xinhe still has to go to Jinxiulou to eat eight-treasure fish, Your Highness doesn't have to worry about me." Tai Shi Xinhe withdrew his tears and suddenly turned to laugh.

Song Zi Zhen Feng's eyes were blurred, like spring flowers and autumn moons: "Then let's go together." ”

……

It's not noon, although the people who eat in the Splendid Building can't catch up with the excitement and crowding in the evening, but because of the fame of the Splendid Building, there are already many people who come to occupy the table in advance at noon, so that they will not lose their seats when they come to eat at night.

Song Zizhen and Taishi Xinhe walked upstairs slowly, found a place by the window and sat down, Xiao Er warmly greeted him and asked the two guest officers what they wanted to eat, and introduced all the dishes in Jinxiulou.

Tai Shi Xinhe covered his mouth and chuckled, looking around for the honest and somewhat stupid little er who received her last time, but there was no trace.

"Here's a bowl of eight treasure fish." Xinhe Road.

Xiao Er seemed a little embarrassed, hesitated for a while, and said, "I heard from the boss that the cook who made the eight treasure fish has something to go home, so let's see if we can order something else." ”

That is, you can't eat eight-treasure fish?

Taishi Xinhe inevitably showed a look of regret, why can't he even eat the eight treasure fish, what are the days lately...

"Qingming is approaching, everyone is busy going home to sweep the graves and remember their ancestors." Song Zizhen had already poured the best wine into his glass cup, and when the fragrance of the wine was dying, he said that Taishi Xinhe had forgotten the festival.

Tai Shi Xinhe hesitated, time passed so quickly, it was all clear.

Song Zizhen gently poured half a glass of wine for her, and said lukewarmly: "Want to eat eight-treasure fish?" ”

Tai Shi Xinhe nodded.

"Wait here." After that, after Song Zizhen threw her a book, only the back of turning away was left, with a robe facing the wind and fluttering clothes.

Taishi Xinhe was slightly moved, and was briefly surprised that this man above the clouds would actually make the signature dish of Jinxiulou, Babao Fish, but she was quickly attracted by the book on the table, the next volume of the travelogue.

The annotations are more detailed and interesting, and the occasional errors in the book have been corrected flawlessly by Song Zizhen.

I saw Tai Shi Xinhe holding his chin with one hand and holding the book with the other, ignoring the people around him and the wine on the table, looking intently.

I don't know how long it took, the fragrance of the eight-treasure fish came to him, and Tai Shi Xinhe unconsciously put down the book.

The brocade man was tied with a white cloth, and his slender and powerful fingers held the dinner plate, standing quietly in front of her.

The unintentional smile on the corner of his mouth made the two look like old friends.

Tai Shi Xinhe was slightly sluggish, then stood up and brought the eight-treasure fish on the plate, unveiled the plate, the dish was decorated, the color was delicious, and the important thing was that the meat was tender and juicy, which was just in line with her appetite.

Today's eight-treasure fish meal should be the second time she has eaten such a delicious eight-treasure fish.

It's obviously two people who have only known each other for a few days, why are they so unrestrained, and there is always a sense of familiarity?

The two of them were eating happily, and from the stairs around the corner, several rugged men suddenly appeared, with ivory necklaces around their necks, looking tricky and domineering, and they were notorious.

Taishi Xinhe and Song Zizhen have not changed their original state, and after eating a few bites of meat, they will also have a glass of dry wine from time to time.

Several rugged men were armed with short knives and daggers, and their weapons were slammed down on the table before they sat down, making loud and shocking sounds.

Some girls were afraid of getting into trouble when they saw such a battle, so they finished eating in time and left the bill.

"Bring me your best dish!" Among them, the man with the largest body raised his arms and was slightly angry, and smashed the knife in his hand on the dishes and chopsticks that had not been taken away on the next table with a 'ding' sound, and the porcelain bowl was broken, and there was a sparse sound.

Xiao Er hurriedly greeted him and said some flattering words, and apologized again and again, for fear that if the master in front of him became angry again, the dishes and chopsticks on several tables would be destroyed.

The main thing is that the boss wants to deduct his wages.

The dress and accent of those people show that they are Tibetans. This is the second time Taishi Xinhe has seen the Tubo people, if the dancing girl he saw in Juxinglou last time is also the same.

Taishi Xinhe slowly chewed the fish meat, his ears erected more finely, and motioned to Song Zizhen with his eyes: Why did so many Tubo people suddenly appear in Chang'an City......

Song Zizhen was casually drinking a little wine, and his face was just facing their table.

He seemed to understand the question in Xin He's eyes, and then smiled coolly and didn't say much.