He Zhichun took the hand of roasting the chicken leg for a moment, then figured it out again, and continued to bite hard.

Cui Yuanjun is about to be promoted back to Chang'an, and Cui Jiu has no reason to continue to stay in Yuezhou.

"This is a good thing, I'm still waiting for you to kill back to Chang'an, and go to Cui Dalang and Jinyang to take revenge! These two people want our lives! ”

Cui Jiu shook his head, what's a good thing? If he leaves Yuezhou, what if Ah Qiao is snatched away?

It's all his uncle's fault, it's not good to eat and wait for death, what to do to be promoted!

"Well, I know, I won't spare it. Cui Dalang's guy took a fake seal letter to open the ancestral hall, not only did he not get benefits, but the three jade pendants became evidence of his killer, he was so stupid that he went home, and when he went back to Qinghe, he swollen his face. ”

He Zhichun knew that Cui Jiu was not only going to slap his face, he estimated that he would go back and let Cui Dalang's soul fly away, or she would have married Qinghe in her last life, why had she never seen such a number one person, and no one even mentioned it.

Seeing that Cui Jiu was still cold, He Zhichun couldn't help but stand up, poured a bowl of hot chrysanthemum tea, stuffed it into Cui Jiu's hand, and took a soup woman and threw it into his arms.

The night was cold, and the kitchen sent a few soup women to each yard to warm the bed.

Cui Jiu blushed all of a sudden, and smiled like a fool, "Ah Qiao, you are a dead duck with a hard mouth, and you are obviously happy with so-and-so, and even the soup woman who is used for personal use is scooped out for so-and-so, since you are so reluctant, or so-and-so will not return to Chang'an, anyway, the great-ancestor is still there, so I will keep Yuezhou to take care of the great-ancestor." ”

When He Zhichun heard this, he couldn't wait to snatch that soup woman back from Cui Jiu's arms, what about your face?

Warm your hands, why are you thinking so much!

"This is what we use to warm our feet in the house, there are a lot of them in the kitchen, and I don't have a name, maybe the one you are holding is my father's foot warmer yesterday!" He Zhichun thought about it and said.

Of course, this can't be used by He Yu, everyone's soup woman has a different pattern engraved on it, and He Zhichun's is a leaf.

Cui Jiu's face was blue and white for a while, as if he had opened a dyeing workshop.

If he was allowed to throw it away, he would be reluctant, this was handed to him by Ah Qiao; If you let him keep it, what if it is really He Yu's rough old man who warms his feet...... Could it be that he will get some strange disease in his stomach......

In Cui Jiu's mind, after the battle between heaven and man, it was still the cleanliness habit that prevailed, and he put this soup woman beside him in a sneering manner.

He Zhichun rolled his eyes, and suddenly felt that it was a good thing that Cui Jiu left Yuezhou, since he came back from the mountains, Cui Jiu's stickiness has become more and more powerful, just like the candy sold on the street, he can't pull it apart.

You kicked him, he said that Ah Qiao treated a certain person so well, otherwise why not fight Lu Xun......

God knows that they had beaten the singing liar together before, and the one who was killed by the Qian family later!

You scolded him, he said that Ah Qiao is really true temperament, and you don't dare to scold the little lady next to you!

She dared to guarantee that the princess of Jinyang in Chang'an City could scold Cui nine or three hundred times in one day! That's the real character!

Now that he has returned to Chang'an, He Yu wants to be promoted to the royal capital, at least for several years.

Thousands of miles apart, Cui Jiu's mind faded over time, there are so many beautiful little ladies in Chang'an City, maybe he has a crush on whom? The best thing is that when she goes to Chang'an, Cui Jiu is old and has already married a wife.

He Zhichun pinched his fingers and counted, Cui Jiu was four years older than her! So it's not impossible.

Seeing He Zhichun's strange face, Cui Jiu was worried that she was angry because she disliked Tang Pozi, so she hurriedly remedied: "I went back to Chang'an and wrote a letter to Ah Qiao." Do you have something to give to Tianbao, and if you enter the palace from time to time, I can help you bring it to her. ”

He Zhichun was overjoyed at this moment, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, "Zhiqiu's birthday, the family prepared a birthday gift for her, although it is not worthy of her princess status, but it is also a piece of heart, you bring it to her." I also embroidered a sachet for her, stuffed with dried gardenias, and now I can do it. ”

He Zhichun said as he piled things on the table, and Cui Jiu saw that there were all kinds of gadgets, even candied fruit and soaked rice cubes.

And among this pile, there is an inconspicuous sachet, which is a cyan base, like Yuezhou's celadon, and the top is just a simple embroidered gardenia, Cui Jiu said secretly in his heart: What does the Tianbao princess want, do you care about a sachet? Poor Ah Qiao, let alone the sachet, I haven't even called him!

It must be Ah Qiaoxiang who sent him a sachet, and he was embarrassed to say! Cui Jiu thought about it, and couldn't wait to hang this sachet on his waist immediately.

He Zhichun was busy like a small flower butterfly, and muttered in his mouth: "The palace wants to reward the next person, and it must be a lot of money to send congratulatory gifts to the brothers and sisters, the second brother gave her a thousand runs, and I will make up a thousand pieces from Zhiweiji, as well as bamboo silk paintings, colored porcelain, etc., and also prepare some convenient gifts." ”

Cui Jiu listened, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, and sincerely envied He Zhiqiu, this is the person Ah Qiao put in his heart! Fortunately, she is just a princess, not a prince.

"Don't send the colored porcelain, I think it's better for you to send it directly to Your Majesty, this thing will definitely be able to set off an uproar, Tianbao's foundation is unstable, if you have, who is it good to send? It is better for you to directly dedicate it to Your Majesty in the name of the He family. Courtiers had better follow suit, if Your Majesty likes it, your colored porcelain will be expensive. ”

When He Zhichun heard that this was really the case, he hurriedly walked over and patted Cui Jiu's shoulder, "Brother Cui Jiu, this important task will be handed over to you." You sit down a little longer, and I'm going to put it in order for Zhiqiu. Bamboo paintings and colored porcelain will be sent to you. ”

She thought about it, and entrusted Cui Jiu with what she had told He Zhiyi before about finding a reliable subordinate.

Then he opened the cage again and took out a silver collar and eight treasure locks. This is her birthday gift for herself and He Zhiqiu, when she was a child, He Zhile had one, and she and Zhiqiu were very envious, but no one said anything to He Yu.

This silver collar is very sincere, and it must be tired and panicked when it really hangs around the neck, but it is something they couldn't ask for when they were children.

Before I could turn around and put the burden in it, I felt a dull pain in my head, and then there was a clang, and the vase shattered.

He Zhichun was furious in his heart, he had come back for a lifetime, and Cui Jiu still had to come up with such a thankless trick!

Sure enough, as soon as she turned her head, she heard Cui Jiu say, "Ah Qiao, does it hurt?" It's right to hurt, so even if you go to Chang'an, you won't forget it! In this life, you smashed so-and-so's head, and so-and-so also smashed your head, and you can't regret it. ”

He Zhichun just wanted to scold angrily: "Cui Jiu, why don't you die if you have something wrong with your braincase!" ”

Seeing Cui Jiu's pitiful red eyes, he stretched out his cold hand, covered the big bag on He Zhichun's head that was smashed by him, and whispered: "Ah Qiao, you must not forget so-and-so." ”