It is said that after Xiao Lingji and his party left Dazhou, they were not in a hurry, they went all the way to the mountains and rivers, ate and drank, met the hotel and stayed, and they would get together when it was lively, and they were very chic and comfortable.

Liu Sheng, the chief housekeeper of the palace, knew the temper of this young master, and he didn't dare to rush it, but together with the guard Zhang Fu, he kept an eye on every car with a dowry all the time, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Late spring and early summer, what a beautiful season, warm weather, bright sunshine, fresh air, gentle breeze, blooming flowers, green grass, everything makes people feel good, leaving the control of his mother Hu, Xiao Lingji, who left Dazhou for the first time, smelled the air with a faint fragrance of flowers, and was really satisfied with this trip.

Although Nangong Shuo has a calm personality, he is still young after all, and like Xiao Lingji, it is the first time to go far away, and he also feels very novel when he sees the customs and customs that are different from Dazhou along the way. At this moment, a middle-aged couple carrying a burden passed by on the side of the road, and he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Nangong Shuo, you have been staring at other people's wives, aren't you afraid that uncle will whip you with a flat shoulder?"

Nangong Shuo continued to stare at the coarse cloth clothes worn by the woman as if he hadn't heard it.

Xiao Lingji saw that Nangong Shuo didn't care about herself, and she also glanced at the woman curiously, a very ordinary middle-aged woman, nothing special. So he said: "I said Nangong Shuo, that aunt is forty years old, maybe she has grandchildren, and she is not a stunning beauty, what are you looking at?" ”

Nangong Shuo finally took his gaze back, and said slowly: "I'm looking at the dress she is wearing." ”

"What's so nice about the village woman's dress?" Xiao Lingji's mouth pursed, feeling that Nangong Shuo was too boring.

Nangong Shuo smiled slightly, "Dare to ask the second prince, where are we now?" ”

"Nonsense, of course I know, isn't this Suzhou!"

"So, do you know what is the most famous in Suzhou?"

Xiao Lingji couldn't answer, looked at Nangong Shuo and said angrily: "What are you selling!" Could it be that the most famous woman in Suzhou is a middle-aged and elderly woman? So you've been staring at that aunt just now? ”

Nangong Shuo felt funny, and couldn't help but laugh at his friend and said, "I said Second Prince, while you are dancing with a sword and playing with a sword, can you also occasionally flip through the dusty books in your study?" ”

Xiao Lingji was impatient, "Speak quickly, don't sell it!" ”

"Although Suzhou is a small place, but the Suzhou women embroider well, the embroidery is vivid and gorgeous, it is said that the favorite embroidery of the Northern Yan people is the embroidery of Suzhou."

"Beiyan? Can Suzhou's embroidery be sold to Beiyan? "Xiao Lingji is really the first time I've heard of it.

"Naturally, Northern Yan merchants are all over the world, not only in Ningguo, but even in Western Chu, most of the shops are from Northern Yan."

"Wait, what does this have to do with you staring at the aunt just now?" Xiao Lingji's thoughts drifted back from the distant Beiyan, and returned to the original question.

"Although the aunt's clothes just now are sewn with ordinary home weaving, the patterns embroidered on it are exquisite, which is the top grade in Suzhou embroidery, and it should be her own craftsmanship, so I took a few more looks." Nangong Shuo arched his hand to Xiao Lingji and said: "Second prince, read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, if you have the fate to come here, Suzhou embroidery, you must not look at it, you go first, see you at the inn in front of us." With that, he pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and flew away in the opposite direction.

Xiao Lingji was not interested in embroidery or anything, so he continued to take the group and continued to hurry, leaving him alone.

After walking for about two hours, Xiao Lingji and his party finally arrived at an inn, which was not far from the official road, although it looked simple, but it was quite large. Take a closer look, the door hangs the sign of "Four Seas Inn", different from the roadside shop next to it, in addition to the name of the store, there is also a couplet at the door of this store, the upper couplet says: "The soup has its own heroic spirit", and the lower couplet is: "The spicy hidden gentle wind".

Xiao Lingji didn't care about any couplet, he just felt that the name "Four Seas Inn" was very appetizing, and it was not early, and it was time for dinner, so he looked inside and instructed Liu Sheng: "Steward Liu, you go in first to have a look." ”

Liu Sheng took the order, and came out of it after a while, followed by a clever shopkeeper.

"Second prince, the deserted village and wild shop are a little shabby, and the small ones are walking around the yard, but they are also clean."

The little second was very discerning, and when he saw Xiao Lingji's extraordinary clothes, he knew that he was a distinguished guest, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said: "Please rest assured, the small shop is absolutely clean and hygienic, and the distinguished guest has been on the road for a day, and the car and horses are tired, so you can rest in the small shop for a night." You can inquire, the shop's signature dish spicy dried fish sticks, famous far and near, that is a must, the guest officer must try it. ”

"Let's stay here tonight." Hearing what the shopkeeper said, Xiao Lingji turned over and dismounted, threw the reins into Liu Sheng's hands, and took Zhang Fu and the shopkeeper in.

Liu Sheng hurriedly ordered everyone to stop and dismount and settle down, and the five hundred sergeants fed the horses in the backyard and camped in turns.

When Xiao Lingji drank three cups of tea and his stomach began to growl, Nangong Shuo finally came back from outside to meet him.

"Nangong Shuo, do you want to starve me to death, what time is it, you just came back! Hurry up, hurry up, I've been waiting for you for a long time! ”

Xiao Lingji picked up the chopsticks while complaining, he was indeed hungry, "Little Er, serve the food!" ”

Xiao Er brought four dishes and one soup very slowly, plus a pot of local aged wine, "The dishes are complete, and the guests use them slowly!" ”

"Come, try it, Xiao Er said that this spicy air-dried fish sticks is the signature dish of this store, try it, smashing the signboard is my best thing!" After Xiao Lingji finished speaking, he unceremoniously picked up a chopstick and put the fish meat in his mouth and chewed it!

Nangong Shuo looked at the so-called signature dish with obviously more chili peppers than fish and meat, and was steaming with spicy smell, and hesitated to put down the chopsticks.

"Well, it's delicious!" Xiao Lingji seemed to have forgotten about smashing the signboard, and just finished taking a bite and was busy picking up a chopstick and putting it in his mouth.

Seeing that Xiao Lingji's appearance didn't seem to be fake, Nangong Shuo just sandwiched a piece of fish meat and sent it to his mouth, sure enough, the fish meat was dry but not firewood, with the temptation of fresh and spicy, but it was not too spicy, and he could indeed afford the three words of the signature dish.

After the meal, both of them felt that they had eaten too much, so they were not in a hurry to enter the room to rest, and leaned on the railing on the second floor of the inn to eat. The sun sets, the sky is full of red clouds, the grass is green outside the door, and the warm breeze sends the faint sound of the flute in the distance.

With the beautiful scenery on a good day, Nangong Shuo couldn't help but say: "The grass is paved for six or seven miles, and the transverse flute sounds three or two." ”

"Nangong Shuo, are you stupid?" Xiao Lingji pointed to the meadow in front of the inn that stretched for several miles and could not be seen at a glance and said, "This is a barren grass, how can it be more than six or seven miles?" I think it must be at least twenty or thirty miles, and the sound of the flute, which has been blowing and blowing, is so noisy, not only three or two sounds, but I am afraid that it will not stop for three or two hours. ”。

Nangong Shuo knew that whatever he said at the moment was playing the piano to the cow, so he simply didn't speak, just smiled helplessly at his friend, but forgot to filter out the trace of disgust in his eyes.