Out of Chang'an City, the official road is already verdant, the graceful weeping willow branches stretch and sway gently in the breeze, and the pedestrians who sit under the willow trees and rush to Chang'an are all fanning and taking a nap.

A tall and simple carriage galloped across the official road, poking its head out of the carriage window, a pair of curious eyes turned around, looking at the official road, and said strangely: "This Chang'an and Boling are different, even outside the city is so lively, our Boling is really not comparable." ”

"Lang Jun, you see there is still Hu Shang's camel caravan over there, I don't know what rare items have been sent to Chang'an."

The little servant croaked on the window of the car and said, looking at the scenery outside the carriage full of interest, a cheerful appearance, he followed Lang Jun to Chang'an for a long time, but it was a rare opportunity to come out to play, Lang Jun was either in the elegant room on the second floor of the pawn shop every day to read the letter and report, or in the Chenliu palace to discuss things, but he was suffocated.

It's just that his noise didn't affect Cui Lin who was sitting in the carriage looking at the scroll at all, he was dressed in a silver-white flowing cloud bundle sleeve strong suit, with a plain silver crown on his head, and only a white jade pendant tied around his waist. Obviously he was dressed in a simple riding outfit, but because of his countenance, he looked more and more cold and handsome, even if he sat in the carriage and looked at the scroll without saying a word, it did not seem the slightest abrupt.

He ignored the little servant's chattering words, and just quietly looked at the book in his hand, and his eyebrows were calm and indifferent.

The little servant glanced back at his own Langjun, pouted, and sighed in his heart, his own Langjun is good at everything, but he is cold and doesn't talk much, and it's rare to say a few words with the person who serves him, but he is a talker, he will be suffocated if he doesn't speak, and no one pays attention to him when he speaks, it's really pitiful.

But Rao knew that no one would pay attention to what he said, and the little servant still couldn't hold back and said to himself: "I heard Qilangjun say, the Zhuangzi who went back this time is very large, and most of the dragon head is in the Zhuangzi, so His Royal Highness invited us to hunt there, and there is no better place to hunt on horseback." ”

"Qi Langjun even let people send the chase to the past, and the small one also let people send the Lantern Festival over, and also let people prepare fast horses and Lang Jun's usual bows and arrows, how can they not lose to these Lang Jun in Chang'an, otherwise wouldn't it make Lang Jun lose face, let them also see what Boling's hunting is like!"

"The Lantern Festival has not come out for a long time to move their muscles and bones, and they will definitely be able to show their skills and teach them to grow their eyes!"

The little servant said more and more energetically, and nodded again and again as he spoke, looking like he was thinking about Cui Lin, not remembering that this was the day before when Qilangjun came over to encourage him to arrange it behind Langjun's back, and promised to reward him with a complete set of Western puppets for this.

Cui Lin raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him, turned over a page of the book, and said lightly: "Have you learned to ride a horse?" ”

The little servant was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "Lang Jun still doesn't know, he can't even climb on horseback." ”

Cui Lin suddenly didn't hear his answer, and lowered his eyes to look at the scroll in his hand: "Since you are so thoughtful and think about me, then you can go hunting with me." ”

The little servant was dumbfounded: "Lang Jun, I, I can't ride a horse." ”

This is Liang Yi's business on weekdays, he is a weak and gentle servant who has no power to restrain chickens, shouldn't he stay in the camp tent to cook tea and incense for Lang Jun, and wait for Lang Jun to come back to cheer for Lang Jun, how could he ......

Cui Lin smiled faintly: "Let Liang Yi teach you, if you can't teach, let him take you to ride with you." ”

Is this necessary to let him go? The little maid's original face of joy suddenly turned into frustration, he looked at his Lang Jun with a sad face, but he was afraid that he quietly promised Qi Langjun to arrange a hunt in private, and Lang Jun would have known about it.

Lang Jun originally said that coming to Chang'an is extremely obscure, not competing with others, and not attracting people's attention, this is punishing him for making his own opinions.

However, he was really afraid, he couldn't stop getting dizzy at the thought of riding a horse, and he seemed to vomit on Liang Yi last time, and he was a dead man, and he didn't dare to follow Lang Jun out for several days, for fear of being laughed at.

He pouted and looked at Cui Lin aggrievedly, and after a while, he said aggrievedly: "The little one is not taking care of the eldest lady of the Gu family, and she has passed, how can you not fall in front of her Lang Jun's face, how can Lang Jun still be punished for riding a horse......

How considerate and thoughtful he was, listening to Qi Langjun say that the eldest lady of the Gu family would also go, thinking about Lang Jun's different views on Gu Lady before, he thought that he couldn't let Gu Lady underestimate his own Langjun, no matter what, if he wanted to take the lead in the hunt, he would definitely teach Gu Lady to be impressed.

But Lang Jun doesn't know his good intentions like this, it's really wronged!

The little servant's mouth was pouted high, and he could hang the oil bottle, but he secretly glanced at his own Langjun, and he was a little weak-hearted, only afraid that Langjun would know that he was for a set of puppets, so he agreed to the instigation of Qilangjun, so he was afraid that he would be punished for riding on a horse for a few days and not allowed to come down.

Hearing him mention Gu Mingzhu, Cui Lin's hand flipping through the book couldn't help but stop, and his calm expression was slightly stagnant, Gu Mingzhu, that lady of the Gu family is really special.

He also heard about the Duanyang banquet in Tsinghua Garden a few days ago, if he hadn't gotten a secret report, he would never have imagined that a dignified Anning Bo Mansion would be folded in the hands of a little lady like this, and the shop in the East Market, she put it down but gave it to her uncle, and she didn't ask at all, but I was afraid that it was not as simple as it seemed.

The little servant looked at Cui Lin's face a little different, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Lang Jun is afraid that he doesn't know, Qi Langjun said that this time His Royal Highness King Xian and those Lang Jun of Chang'an are fully prepared, just to compete for the first place, after all, after inviting so many ladies to come, you can't lose face in front of the ladies, right?" ”

Especially the lady Gu is also there, the little maid added in her heart, she made fun of Qilangjun last time, and Qilangjun is trying to earn her face back in front of her this time.

"That's why the little one quietly let people send the Lantern Festival over, even if they don't compete, they can't be underestimated?"

The little servant said while carefully looking at his own Langjun's face, his heart was still up and down, he knew his own Langjun's temperament best, and it was difficult to change what he decided, and he didn't know if he could spare him this time.

It's just that he waited for a long time, and didn't wait for Cui Lin's words any longer, only to see him lower his eyes and look at his book again, and didn't mention the matter of asserting himself again, nor did he mention the matter of punishing him for riding a horse.

Is this, acquiescing in his arrangement, not punishing him?