Zhao Zijing, who followed behind the shoulder of the lord of Danyang County, couldn't help but murmur secretly to his colleagues as he walked:

"Hey, I think I should go to the City God Temple to worship in the near future, and then put on the pillar high incense. Brother, do you want to be together? ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to wipe the hot sweat that oozed from his forehead.

Although the sun is already in the west, the hottest time is just in time.

And he was busy all morning, so he wanted to report the task, so he went to drink a bowl of herbal tea and rest. Who knows, another unlucky errand fell on his head again!

And this time, I don't know when I will be freed.

When Zhao Zijing was trapped in a deep sense of powerlessness, they and his party could already see the Jinshui Bridge not far ahead.

It is the fastest shortcut to go out of the palace from the imperial study and go back to the princess's mansion by taking the Chengde Gate, which is the main gate of the palace where the inner court is accustomed to coming and going.

It is an eventful time now, and there is the emperor's edict and the Imperial Forest Army behind him as evidence, not to mention being stopped and interrogated on the road, there are few people who look at Danyang and his party.

Swaggering all the way to the shoulder, when the passage was unimpeded to the thousand-step corridor, Danyang sat high, saw far away, and happened to pass a step, and swept to Han Qinglan who had just slipped out of the side door of Zongzheng Temple at a glance.

Because of the cover of the trees, if it weren't for the royal driver's presence, no one would have noticed the person who had deftly dodged and disappeared into the corner in an instant.

However, life is always full of possibilities, such as at this moment, Danyang, who can sit shoulder to shoulder through here.

She lowered her eyes slightly, suddenly relaxed, leaned back, wanton and arrogant, and raised her voice:

"Stop! It's too sunny! Let's go rest under the tree over there. Zizhu went to find someone and borrowed a paper umbrella. If you bake it like this, you don't have to wait for it to peel off when you leave the palace. ”

Needless to say, the county lord of Danyang, who has been under the attention of all parties, has succeeded in this moment, so that all eyes have to turn from dark to light, or to be precise, they can finally focus on her logically.

"It's just, it's just, it's lawless! Presumptuous, too presumptuous! ”

"Tsk, it's really worthy of being spoiled by the sky, and the serious princess has to retreat from the county lord of Danyang. Does she think this is the Princess's Mansion?! ”

"Say less. In case this little devil hears it, I don't know what kind of storm it will set off! I heard that when he was not very young, he had a confrontation with the serious third princess. After the bickering failed, he directly pushed the person into the water. But even if he almost killed someone, he was only lightly punished by the eldest princess, and it was over, and even His Majesty didn't even ask! ”

At this moment, the crowd fryed, and the thousand-step corridor was boiling in an instant.

Whispering, countless people talking to each other, and the constant buzzing sound, as if Danyang had stabbed a hornet's nest.

Danyang didn't have to listen, and he knew it very well in his heart. At this moment, what everyone is saying by word of mouth must be her "bad deeds", whether true or false, in the past, or disdain for her bold words and deeds.

But it doesn't matter, she doesn't have the time or intention to clarify them one by one.

Under such attention, Zizhu couldn't refute the face of his own county lord, secretly bit his lip, and ran to the nearest yamen.

Although he was in a hurry all the way, he still had a dignified posture, trying not to make his county lord's face even more ugly.

Because the hostility around is too obvious, and it keeps pouring in from all directions like a tidal wave.

Zhao Zijing, an iron man who is accustomed to licking blood from the knife edge, couldn't help but feel a little cold sweat in the face of such coercion. And when his hand subconsciously held the hilt of the sword, his back was already wet with sweat.

But behind him, the county lord of Danyang turned a deaf ear to the surrounding riots.

And she not only turned a deaf ear, but also bored, or occasionally put up a pergola, looked up at the sky in a daze, or occasionally used wicker to weave a flower basket, waiting and entertaining.

Zhao Zijing saw this scene in his eyes, and he was also relaxed after a while.

At the same time, he quickly noticed the change in himself and couldn't help but smile wryly.

At the same time, Danyang's voice came from the top of his head.

"Well, General Zhao, please come here, I have something to say."

Zhao Zijing trembled, could it be that he couldn't help but smile just now, offending the little ancestor of the Danyang County Lord?!

In view of the fact that he wants to listen to it or not, he has to keep drilling into his ears, and all kinds of "legendary deeds" that the county lord of Danyang has made people "breathtaking".

In a breath, Zhao Zijing's back was cold and the hair stood upside down, and the cold sweat rolled down like a fountain!

But if he didn't react, he could only stiffen his neck, try not to lose his grace and spirit, and strode forward, standing firmly on the side of the shoulder of the Lord of Danyang.

"I don't know the county lord, what's going on?"

Danyang swept his eyes in confusion, and suddenly his face turned blue in a blink of an eye, and at this moment, he was even more like a great enemy, a young man who seemed to be generous and righteous at any time.

She tilted her head slightly, and kindly didn't say anything else, but asked:

"General Zhao is not feeling well?"

Because he heard that Zhao Zijing was a lieutenant, Danyang was called a general. And regardless of the specific official position of the other party, it is not rude to call it like this, and it is not a taboo.

Zhao Zijing was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, and hurriedly responded:

“…… Oh, no, ahem, there's no discomfort down there. County Lord, was there something going on before? ”

Maybe it was because he was unexpectedly respected, or because he was not embarrassed by the demon lord of Danyang in the mouth of others, anyway, at this moment, Zhao Zijing was secretly relieved, and he was unprecedentedly relaxed.

Such a relaxed feeling even fought with him as he imagined, a triumphant return after the war.

Danyang saw that after the person in front of him finished speaking, he quickly returned to his normal expression, and he didn't ask anything else.

Instead, she moved on to the questions she hadn't said before, and that she had prepared for earlier.

"I don't know, can General Zhao accompany me and go to Dongshi for a walk before returning home?"

"Uh, huh?"

The moment Zhao Zijing heard this, the heart he had just put down swished, and he mentioned that it was higher than before. And with a blush and heartbeat, I don't know where to put my eyes.

Ay?!

It is said that the county lord of Danyang ignores etiquette, is she falling in love with herself at first sight and asking herself to relax?

But now, although the etiquette is not as strict as in previous dynasties, it is neither the Shangyuan Festival nor the Shangsi Festival at the moment. Isn't it too bold and unruly to travel with young men and women who are not blood relatives, unmarried and unmarried?

But is he going to refuse to his face?

Not to mention, it's not good to hurt a girl's heart in this way. Let's just say, if he offends someone like the county lord of Shangdanyang in one sentence, he can't afford it?!

Just when Zhao Zijing's mouth was dry, he didn't know how to speak, and his face was almost red and ripe, Danyang sighed again and said leisurely:

"Hey, my mother has been having a bad appetite lately, and yesterday she said that she wanted to eat Wu Ji's pickles for a change of taste. As a daughter, I should always do this. General Zhao, are you right? ”