145 Gentleman
Wuweiju's business gradually stabilized, maintaining a minimum income of two thousand taels per day, and the supplier's price increase was also perfectly solved, Wan Chaoyan was not so busy, he was originally going back to Beijing, but Wan Chaoyun's birthday was approaching, so he postponed his departure.
It seems that everyone is preparing a birthday gift for Wan Chaoyun, Song is really thinking about it, she is not a female worker, the words are average, the painting can't be eye-catching, and the only thing that can be done is the martial arts that are stronger than the three-legged cat kung fu.
But you can't always play a set of fists and kicks as a birthday gift.
Yan Hao saw that the master was absent-minded, so he asked worriedly, "Master, what are you worried about?" Tell the disciples, and the disciples will solve problems for you. ”
"It's Sister Yun's tenth birthday soon, and I haven't thought about what to give her yet." She sighed again.
Yan Hao was helpless, he thought it was a big deal, and the next day, he sent a jade Guanyin, "Master, how about this Guanyin?" ”
"What are you giving Sister Yun's birthday gift, you are clearly a birthday gift for the old lady." Song is really speechless.
Yan Hao scratched his head, "It's quite expensive." ”
Song is really white glanced at him, and he didn't bother to give half a word.
An hour later, Yan Hao, who had moved the Jade Guanyin back and turned back, hugged a bunch of famous paintings, "Master, this is always fine, right?" ”
"How much silver?"
"It's not expensive, it's just more than five hundred taels." He didn't care.
Song Shizhen stuffed the painting back into his arms, "Hurry up and take it back, don't let me see it again, or I'll beat you!" ”
Yan Hao took the painting back aggrievedly, and happened to meet Wan Chaoyun coming back, he immediately said fiercely: "Okay, you Wan Chaoyun, my master wants to beat me for you!" The beam is bigger! ”
"When did we not have Liangzi? Hasn't the beam always been big? ”
Yan Hao: "......"
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Song Shizhen thought about it again and again, thought about it for a long time, and suddenly thought of an excellent idea.
Before Yan Hao came back again, she had already gone out, but Yan Hao was lucky and met her halfway.
He mentioned Fang Yantai this time, and was about to give Song Shizhen a look, "Master, where are you going?" ”
"Out of town." Song is a mantra and concise.
"You wait for me, I'll lead the horse!" He was so excited that he hurriedly ran to the back.
Song really felt that it was not bad to have a horse to ride, so he stood in place and waited for him.
Yan Hao was extremely active, and it didn't take long for him to ride a horse and lead a horse into sight, "Master, I'll bring my father's day by day to you." ”
Song really understands horses, and the chestnut horse he led was a famous horse, and he saw that the horse had a high neck, long limbs, thin skin, and light steps.
Before the horse approached, Yan Hao threw the rope over, Song Shizhen caught it, and then turned over on the horse, the horse recognized the master, and ran wildly with Song Shizhen, trying to turn her upside down.
However, Song is really good at riding, no matter how ruthless the horse is, she sits firmly on the saddle, and the whole person is getting more and more excited, "What a good horse!" ”
Yan Hao didn't expect the horse to go crazy, so he was so frightened that he hurried to follow, but no matter how hard he tried, he was thrown away from afar, and gradually he couldn't see Song is real figure.
In the end, he could only rely on the horseshoe prints to discern Song's true whereabouts.
Chasing and chasing, he arrived at the foot of the Goddess Mountain, the horse's back was tied to the trunk of the tree, and Song was really washing his face by the stream.
"Master, are you alright?" He hurriedly dismounted and hurried to see.
Song Shizhen was not only unscathed, but also in an extremely comfortable mood, and when he saw him coming, he rarely showed a smile, "The horse is good." ”
"Master, if you like it, this horse will be given to you." Yan Hao said heroically.
Song Shizhen was a little moved, "Didn't you say this is your father's horse?" It's not appropriate to send me casually, right? ”
"Suitable! There is nothing that is not suitable, my father is just one of my sons, everything about him is mine, just a horse, I can call the shots. Yan Hao was afraid that Song would really refuse to accept it, so he made persistent efforts and said: "Master, in fact, there are a lot of such horses in our Yan family, and I will send you every day, and my father can also go to the family to pick another one." ”
"Why don't you go to your Yan family and pick an ownerless horse for me?" Although Song Shizhen is reluctant to go by day, she likes it very much, but in the end, she has a master, and she is not good at winning people's love.
"The capital is too far away from here by land, and when you go to the capital, I'll pick a better one for you, you ride this horse day by day, my father is a civil official, he can't ride a horse."
"Is that so?" Song is really skeptical, it's true that civil officials don't know how to ride horses, but Wan Che can't.
Yan Hao nodded more than before in order to be convincing in his words.
"By the way, Master, what are you doing here?" He looked at the high peaks in the distance and the streams in the near distance, puzzled.
"I'm ready to climb the mountain." Song Shizhen wiped his hands and prepared to enter the mountain.
"So high...... Master, can you climb up? ”
"I can go up, you don't know." Song is really full of confidence.
The mountain road is difficult to walk, the two of them led the horse along the path, walking is not slow, but it is by no means fast, Song is really staying in the military camp with Song Tizhi all the year round, climbing the slope of the immortals, swimming deep in the river, it is not a problem, after walking for more than an hour, Yan Hao is a little behind.
Song Shizhen glanced at him, and he immediately beat his spirits and tried to tell himself that he must not be looked down upon!
Hold on, and finally reach the foot of the giant peak after walking for more than two hours.
The giant peak is steep from the halfway up the mountain, tie the horse under the giant peak, the two began to climb, Yan Hao was tired like a dog, and he didn't dare to say that he would rest, so he gritted his teeth and followed closely.
Song Shizhen glanced back at him, the gentleman was so tired that his face was pale and sweaty, but he stubbornly refused to admit defeat, she couldn't help but be surprised, she thought it was a white-faced boy, but she didn't expect that there was still a little persistence in her bones.
Involuntarily, she slowed down, and when she climbed halfway up the mountain, she took the initiative to say, "Let's rest." ”
As long as he didn't take the initiative to call for rest, Yan Hao would not refuse, he sat down without any image, "Master, I heard that you need to prepare a rope for climbing, you are not prepared for anything, how to climb?" ”
"So, I'll step on it first, see what needs to be prepared, go back and get ready, and come back." Song is really very ordinary.
Yan Hao: "......"
The mountain wind struck, and he felt cold, and he said helplessly: "Master, find a few medicine pickers and ask, isn't it okay?" Why bother going back and forth? ”
"That makes sense, let's go back." She got up and walked down in style.
In fact, she almost knows it in her heart, even if she asks about the medicine collector, she must come to explore it in person, and she will have the bottom in her heart.
Yan Hao felt that his qi and blood were a little surging, and the master was a little reckless!
He got up in a hurry, one didn't step steadily, and directly stepped on the slope, and his foot 'clicked', and the whole person rolled down.
Hearing the movement, Song is really busy striding over to catch him, even if she is fast, the slope is high and steep, Yan Hao is older than her, and her weight is there.
grabbed the corner of Yan Hao's clothes, but he didn't know that he continued to roll down, and even she was swept down.
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