Arrived in Hangzhou in the evening, it was the time of the west.

Wanwan bumped all the way, but her spirit has always been excellent. I lifted the curtain of the window and looked at the road ahead, and I even wished that I could make the driver go faster.

"Later..."

Wanwan looked at the pedestrians on both sides of the street and said to Nian Xia, "Inquire about that Song Chen." We... I don't have much time in Hangzhou. ”

Nian Xia's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "Fu Jin, that girl Kou'er, you..."

Wanwan looked at Nian Xia with an unquestionable look.

Before Nian Xia could finish his words, he could only hold back stiffly and replied, "The slave knows." ”

Her family is Fujin, is this caring about the fourteenth elder brother? Why does she always feel that her focus is a little out of bounds?

"Fujin..."

Suddenly, the carriage stopped. Nian Xia was very strange, lifted the curtain and looked forward, and said, "The front seems to be blocked." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wanwan didn't have time to ask, but she saw a small guy walking in front of her and said, "Fujin will be a moment later." Ahead... It seems that someone is coming. ”

Someone's coming?

What do you mean?

Wanwan and their group came out, and they were all lightly traveled, which can be regarded as a private visit. Along the way, he did not want to disturb the people, and he had little contact with local officials.

"Who is it?"

A bad premonition surged in her heart, and Wanwan couldn't help but ask.

The little guy bowed his hand slightly and said, "It seems that it is the political envoy of Zhejiang who has personally come to greet your elder brother and Fujin." Ahead..."

Before the little girl could finish her words, Wanwan ignored her description of being bumpy and haggard all the way, and stumbled and jumped directly from the carriage.

The moment she landed, Wanwan staggered forward two steps. Holding on to the carriage, he barely stood still, and immediately ran towards the crowded place in front of him.

"Oops!"

Zhao Jiashi had just gotten out of the carriage and wanted to see what was going on. Just stood firm, and was hit by Wanwan. This time the force was so great that Zhao Jia's almost couldn't stand on his feet.

"I'm sorry... I. ”

Wanwan was a little incoherent, and before she could fully explain, she saw a person standing in the distance.

He was dressed in the service of an official.

It is a service peculiar to officials from the second grade.

Once upon a time, Wanwan had seen such a garment at her Amma countless times. At that time, she also reached out and played with the flower feathers on the hood on Amma's head.

Once, he accidentally lost the gem on the flower feather, which made Amma very angry.

It's just that...

Song Chen's head does not have such a flower feather.

The flower feather is a gift from the emperor and can only be worn by officials who are personally appreciated by the emperor. Song Chen, even if he is also a political envoy from the second grade, he can't have such a thing.

However, he was now wearing the same style of clothes that Ama used to wear in the past, and he was standing there like that, smiling at Yinzhen and the others.

He was bowing his hands, as if he were saluting.

All the manners seemed to be extremely decent.

Wanwan was only stunned for a moment, held back the sourness in her heart, and walked straight forward.

Yinyu seemed to notice the strangeness around her, and when she looked back, she immediately grabbed Wanwan and forcibly dragged her to her side.

"What's wrong with you?" Yinyu asked, but Wanwan didn't answer.

Song Chen was bowing his hand to Yinyu, and when he saw this at this time, he turned his head and nodded to Wanwan and said, "Minister Song Chen, I have seen the Fourteenth Fujin." ”

"I know you." Wanwan looked at Song Chen coldly.

PS: It's too late to get home, I haven't had time to pack up my things, tomorrow's update should be in the afternoon or evening, good night!