Several people drank at Zhang Wulang's house, and Wulang's wife, Cai, personally cooked and drank two glasses during the banquet. Xue Chongxun had already put the daytime incident out of his mind, and enjoyed himself until late at night, because it was too late, he rested a bowl at Zhang Wulang's house, and returned the next morning.

He first went to the study of the kingdom of Qin, and looked through the letters and official documents that came yesterday, nothing important, but there was a letter asking for his son's guilt that reminded Xue Chongxun of the fight in the wine shop yesterday. He didn't look at the content and glanced at the beginning of "The Imperial History Inspectorate supervises the Imperial History Li Renhou", and said in his heart, no wonder his son is so arrogant, it turns out that he is a person from the Procuratorate, except for ordinary people, even middle and lower-level bureaucrats are afraid of offending him.

Xue Chongxun turned his head and saw that there was a pen on the inkstone, so he casually picked it up and wrote: The son is not the godfather's fault. Then he wrote a note and pasted it on: After three or five days, the person surnamed Li in the inner factory was released.

After writing it, Xue Chongxun took a general look at other things, picked up a booklet signed by Zhang Shuo, and left the kingdom. The name on the book "The Legend of the Green-clothed Messenger" seems to be a novel book like a Tang legend, and the author is actually a Chinese book Ling Zhang Shuo, so Xue Chongxun wanted to take a look...... Zhang said that this old boy can actually write novels.

After sobering up, he had a little headache, so Xue Chongxun sat down in the grass hall by Tingyu Lake and read the novel written by Zhang Shuo. I don't know how long it took, when he stopped to rest his eyes, he looked at the scenery around the rainy lake and recited casually: "The breeze is coming, but the water is not rippling." ”

Unexpectedly, at this time, a voice behind him said: "Xue Lang is quite Yaxing." ”

Xue Chongxun looked back and saw that Yuwen Ji was walking over with a box, which should have been to heal the newcomer. She rested the box on a stone bench, and then grabbed Xue Chongxun: "You are so free, tell me about Journey to the West." ”

"Why do you love stories so much? Journey to the West is almost over. Xue Chongxun said as he looked down at Tang Legend on the stone table, then picked it up casually and handed it over, "Freshly baked storybooks, you can take them and read them, you can't buy them outside now." ”

Yuwen Ji was displeased: "I don't watch it, I like to hear you say." ”

Xue Chongxun had no choice but to sit down and tell her the story she had just read, Zhang Shuo collected and described the "Biography of the Green Messenger" into a book. Yang Chongyi, a wealthy citizen of Chang'an, murdered his wife Liu and his lover, because no one knew about the clever means of committing the crime, and later because of the parrot on the shelf in front of the hall, he had to solve the case, and the court was the green-clothed messenger because of the parrot.

This story is nothing unusual in Xue Chongxun's opinion, he just saw a small half of the parrot in front of the hall in the book, and he hasn't seen the development of the story he guessed later...... But at this time, people felt that it was very bizarre and fresh, and Yuwen Ji also listened to it with relish.

Unexpectedly, the plot was too short, Yuwen Ji still couldn't finish it, and grabbed Xue Chongxun's sleeve and had to continue talking. Xue Chongxun said with a bitter face: "I'm not saying that Mr. Storyteller doesn't have so many anecdotes to tell, why don't you go to the tea shop to listen to rap?" ”

Yuwen Ji smiled: "It's not Xue Rengui or a flower is boring, or Lang Jun said it well, how interesting it is for Sun Monkey to like white bones, let's talk about another one." ”

"It turns out that you like demons and monsters to talk about love," Xue Chongxun patted his thigh for a moment and said, "There is, "The Legend ......of the White Snake." ”

Yuwen Ji was overjoyed, sat up straight, supported her chin with her hands, and looked at Xue Chongxun seriously with a pair of apricot eyes, for fear of missing a word.

Xue Chongxun had to reminisce and get up at the same time, but he couldn't remember many plots clearly, so he had to make them up temporarily, and as a result, he asked Xu Xian to take the green snake into the harem, which was very different from the artistic conception of the original work. Later, Yu Wenxiao also asked: "Does Xu Xian like more white snakes or more green snakes?" Xue Chongxun was very embarrassed.

It was noon, and when Xue Chongxun stopped, he suddenly found that more than a dozen maids were also listening there, and there were washed clothes, wooden barrels, copper basins and other things on the ground.

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The NVs all over the yard often mention Xue Chongxun, even the two newcomers are the same, but they are trying to find a way to get Xue Chongxun to help their parents.

The courtyard where they live is planted on the edge of the peach blossom forest around Tingyu Lake, although the place is not large, it is quiet and elegant, and the interior furnishings are also good. Every day, slaves and maids come to clean and bring all kinds of delicious delicacies, as well as silk, silk and other materials for making clothes.

But the good days of Jinyi Y-food did not make them happy, and every time Xiaoman fed Daman food, Daman cried non-stop.

At this time, when Xiaoman, who was dressed in a white dress, took a piece with chopsticks and fed it to Daman's mouth, she burst into tears again, couldn't help crying, lowered her head and changed the topic: "What kind of dish is this?" ”

Xiaoman said: "I heard that it is called 'unintentional burning'." ”

Da Man immediately cried: "My parents and brothers are suffering at home and are in fear all day long, but I am eating 'unintentional burning' here." ”

"That's not what the name means......," Xiao Man was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat and be harmful to her injuries, so she hurriedly said, "I heard Pei Niang, who came with the little lady who delivered the food, said that there was an official in the Tang Dynasty who once went hunting in the suburbs and ate the food made by the villagers and praised it, and after coming back, he promoted it greatly, because he got the food unintentionally, so he named it 'Wuxin Burn'." This is not unintentional, sister, don't be too careful, eat more to heal your injuries is a good thing. ”

Wuyi sat in a daze and pondered for a while, wiped his tears with his sleeve and said: "That day, the King of Jin came to talk about national affairs and couldn't do anything, it must be just an excuse." I had heard from the Zhang family that the King of Jin was a man of his own words in the court, and many people doubted that he would be the emperor himself. I don't believe that such a person can't do anything about a small place in the south, and my sister sees that although this courtyard is small, it is better than the place where the Nanzhaotou people live...... And if it is really as King Jin said that there is nothing to be done, then why did the Zhang family send us over? The Zhang family is a person who understands everything, and the head person has to ask him about everything first. ”

Xiaoman said: "Sister is right, King Jin is unwilling to help us, he must think that it is not worth it for the sake of the two of us, this is the reason." It's no wonder that he is good, he is also good to us, much stronger than the Nanzhao people. ”

Da Man thought for a while and said, "I have to use a method...... I'm not healed yet, so I'll have to let my sister take care of it. With that, he leaned over and whispered in Xiaoman's ear for a while.

"Does it work?" Xiao Man asked in a daze.

Wuyi said: "It's man-made, now it's only like this, in case it doesn't work, you have to go underground to accompany your relatives if you don't have to do what you say, so you don't have to suffer here all day long, these delicacies are more uncomfortable than eating poison." Is my sister scared? ”

Xiao Man stared at the big eyes and said seriously: "Don't be afraid." ”

At this moment, he heard a sound of footsteps outside, and Da Man put his index finger to his lips and said, "Someone is coming." Xiao Man got up, put his head on the window, glanced at it, and turned around and said, "King Jin!" ”

Da Man hurriedly stood up and walked inside: "After a while, he said that I fell asleep, and he saw that I was injured and it was inconvenient to move on you, so it would be better to avoid it." ”

After a while, I saw Xue Chongxun walk in, glanced at the food on the table and asked, "What about Daman?" ”

The white-dressed young man curtsied and bowed first: "My sister is asleep, or I will go and ask her to get up to see the prince." ”

"No, let her rest more." Xue Chongxun waved his hand and said, "I met Yuwen Ji at first, she said that your sister is fine, she just needs to change the dressing frequently to avoid the deterioration of the wound can be healed, you don't need to worry too much...... You can call me Langjun like everyone else in the house, and the prince is called by people outside. ”

"Thank you Lang Jun for your concern." Xiao Man said obediently, although her accent has a special flavor in Jiannan's accent, it is comfortable to listen to.

Xue Chongxun looked at the little man's face with casual eyes, there was no rouge and gouache at all, it was as clean as a clear spring, only the thin eyebrows seemed to have been trimmed a little, and the tight and delicate skin was completely pure with green eyes, and the young lady was really good. Living in Chang'an, you can sit on the exotic beauty NV thousands of miles away, Xue Chongxun was very satisfied with Zhang Jiancheng's gift, but he was a little sorry to be cut off by that big man's hand.

At this time, Xiao Man blushed and said coyly: "Lang Jun has come to see us twice, don't you want to see the customs of the southern country?" ”

Xue Chongxun was stunned, and accidentally swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a "grunt".

Xiaoman took two steps closer and whispered: "We were adopted by Nanzhaotou when we were less than ten years old, and the person who raised us was the most famous witch in Nanzhao, not only taught many skills, but also ate special grass all year round, and now you have become a person of Langjun, only you can taste the taste......" She said as she twisted her soft and thin waist, and gently stroked her hand down on her neck, drawing a delicate undulating line.

Seeing that Xue Chongxun was still standing there with his eyes staring and not moving, Xiao Man grabbed his hand and put it on his lower back, leaned over and raised his head and exhaled like an orchid. Xue Chongxun suddenly felt that her body was soft and boneless, although it was not as plump as the Tang Dynasty, but it had a unique taste of slenderness and softness.

"Now that I'm Lang Jun's, you can do whatever you want." Xiaoman's voice is very human.

It was just afternoon in broad daylight, but it did not affect Xue Chongxun's Y-Wang. The environment is also very quiet, with the occasional burst of birds singing, and the sunlight outside the window imprints a silhouette of an eaves on the ground.

Xue Chongxun glanced down at Xiao Man's short skirt that was not up to her knees, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her smooth thighs, as if he suddenly felt Qing Ren's elastic vitality. Xiaoman naturally has no intention of resisting, and he doesn't even have the half-push and half-push that the Han people often have, obviously the barbarian NV is not graceful but enthusiastic, and enthusiastically caters to it with various subtle movements.

From the action of silver teeth biting his lower lip, stroking the fingertips of Xue Chongxun's chest, to the slight gasping of his snort, and the smell of a faint fragrance, all of them teased his nerves...... A