Although Sima Xianglu is tall, how can he be poor and humble, keep in mind the previous lesson, how dare he offend the hot-tempered Zhuo Wenjun here. Sima Xiang Lu Yangtian sighed: "God, why don't you rain thunder and kill me?" “

Suddenly, a slap came to his face, and Sima Xianglu's nose blood slowly flowed out, "Miss, your hands are so heavy." ”

"It's good to know, come with me, or you'll feel better."

So, Sima Xianglu had to leave with Zhuo Wenjun first, and he was very reluctant to live in this place that made him happy. Zhang Ling'er asked people to talk to the boss and gave him some reward, although the boss was reluctant, but these people themselves couldn't afford to offend, so they packed up Sima Xianglu's things and handed them to Zhang Ling'er's maid.

Along the way, Sima Xianglu's mouth never stopped, passing by a wine shop, "Riding a horse to smell the wine, waiting to invite Ji from the Western Regions." ”

Zhuo Wenjun glanced at him: "You shut up." ”

Sima Xiang Lu saw that Zhuo Wenjun didn't like others nagging, and he didn't know why. But if you don't stop talking, then you can't be let go by her.

So on the way to the Huizhang Mansion, Xiang Lu's mouth was really out of the chapter.

"When the willows fly, I will come back. The east wind is melancholy, and I am thinking. "I like street children the most, and they both go west."

"Hey, brother, I don't know where to go?" "Hello sister-in-law, why did you go to the market so early."

Zhuo Wenjun couldn't stand it angrily, and turned around to cover Sima Xianglu's mouth. Sima Xiang Lu was high, and suddenly covered his chest, only to feel his heart pounding.

Zhuo Wenjun asked Sima to squat down to Lu, said "Ah", opened his mouth to Lu, and was stuffed into a handkerchief.

In this way, a tall man bit a handkerchief and crossed the street, Sima Xianglu wanted to take it down, but Zhuo Wenjun kept staring at him.

When she arrived at Zhang's Mansion, Zhuo Wenjun asked Xiang Lu to rest in the next room, and Zhang Ling'er also rushed back, handed him Xiang Lu's package, and Xiang Lu took it and thanked him very much.

Zhang Ling'er went to Zhuo Wenjun's room and asked, "Cousin, what are you going to do with Sima Gongzi, why don't you let him go?" “

Zhuo Wenjun took her cousin's hand and said, "Cousin, you don't know that this guy is bad, he teased me before, I will definitely catch him back, fix him well, and when he is tired, let him go." “

Zhang Ling'er really couldn't figure out her cousin's eccentric personality, so she could only rely on her. However, she was quite worried about Sima Xianglu, she had not only heard of her cousin's domineering, but also seen it a few times.

Sima Xianglu was in the subordinate room, and said to the subordinate beside him: "You see, these two girls, one is a beautiful lady and the other is a wild girl, how can they be cousins." Hey, I, Sima Xianglu, am really jealous, and I want to be tortured by this wild girl. “

Who knows, among the subordinates, there are people brought by Zhuo Wenjun, and they will immediately report to Zhuo Wenjun.

'That stinky sycophant, I wanted to fix him for a while, let him wait, don't want Miss Ben to let him go for the rest of his life. ”

Zhuo Wenjun asked Sima Xianglu to change into a low-level person's costume and confiscated his gorgeous clothes, but Renmei couldn't help it, Xiang Lu was still like a crane in a group of people.

After Zhuo Yilin visited Zhang Yue, he set off to return to Chengdu. Zhuo Wenjun waved goodbye to her uncle and cousin, but Zhang Ling'er was looking at Sima Xianglu who was wearing the clothes of a subordinate.

Xiang Lu then became a servant of Zhuo Mansion and slowly left Chang'an City with the carriage. Since then, Chang'an City has lost a genius pianist, but there is a legend of a violinist.

"You stupid guy, hurry up." Zhuo Wenjun deliberately did not let Sima Xianglu sit in the carriage, and tied a rope around his waist to prevent him from running away.

"Jun'er, why is it so slow." Zhuo Yilin saw that his daughter's carriage was behind, so he shouted back.

Seeing her father's urging, Zhuo Wenjun stopped playing, cut the rope, let Sima Xianglu get into the carriage, and hurried back to Chengdu.