Four or five miles behind the carriage and horse team of Meng Xuan and his entourage, there was another small carriage covered with yellow tarpaulin, driven by a man and a woman outside, because they were in a hurry for days, and there was no chariot and horse station along the way, which made them very tired, and they did not dare to shout for days, and they were so tired that they could not raise their arms and whips, and they had to continue to hurry. The reason is that there is now a second ancestor of the Demon King of the Mixed World sitting in the carriage, obediently, it's really terrible!

The woman driving the car has fine skin and tender meat, and she looks very beautiful, but her nose is not round enough, and she is slightly slanted to the left. And the man who drove the car, needless to say, was Miss Feng's lover, the coachman. Aren't the two of them He Angelica who fell after abducting his amnesia, and sold the money to live happily? Why did you come to Qingzhou again?

Look at who the demon king in the carriage is, and maybe you can find out. But when the curtain of the car was lifted, a white and delicate young man poked his head out, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "His grandfather's, is this car running by horses or by the two of you?" Grandpa, I think the turtles can climb in front of this car! Hurry up, speed up, speed up! ”

"Grandpa Rongyu," Wanba explained with a bitter face, "There is no place to change horses halfway, this green-maned horse of mine is a southern horse, good at short steps, compared to the fat and broad northern horse, it is not suitable for walking this kind of long mountain road, it really can't be faster." ”

The young man scratched his ears and scolded "bullshit", which completely subverted his delicate image, and he scolded: "You are driving horses, so you have a donkey head?" This road is not our chariot, there are at least two carriages passing every hour, and you can stop one and buy their horses for three times the silver! Stupid donkey! ”

Wanba touched the sweat on his head and explained: "I don't know that grandpa is going to such a far place, the coil brought by the villain is only enough to buy wine and meat for grandpa, not enough to buy high-priced horses, grandpa will take care of it, and it will be almost in Qingzhou." ”

"No money? If you don't have money, don't you tell the old man earlier, and the old man will help you come up with ideas! "This man who speaks in a young and mature tone and has a funny tone is none other than Dao Shengbai Yangbai, who does not wear any mask and only sticks two mustaches.

Wanba was overjoyed when he heard this, thinking that this powerful demon king had some good idea to make money, and hurriedly asked for advice. Bai Yang Bai raised his hand to the Feng girl who had a layer of frost on the gauze clothes, and said with a smile: "Isn't she going to sell my master, how about selling her too?" Or you don't have to pay the buyer for money, just stop a carriage along the way, and use this Jiao'e to exchange for two northern horses with good feet, I think it's okay. ”

Miss Feng was so frightened that she cried when she heard this, and even shouted for mercy, this demon king thinks that she is not hard enough, and wants to sell her on this wasteland where birds don't? Oh my God, she has heard since she was a child that men in Qingzhou love to beat women the most, and if she is sold here, how can she still have her life? So, she hurriedly took out a bag of her own money from her personal collection, kept the silver tickets for herself, and only stuffed a bag of scattered silver horns to Wan Ba, and asked him to buy high-priced horses from passers-by.

Bai Yangbai smiled, and asked Wanba to buy more wine and meat when passing through the villages and towns, and shrank his head back to stay in the carriage.

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At the same time, Meng Xuan's chariot and horse team in front of him crossed the boundary monument of Qingzhou and entered the boundary of Qingzhou, but Meng Xuan still ignored everything and only covered his head to sleep. Xiao Suxin got in the car and looked at him twice, but she didn't pay much attention to people, which made her very depressed, and she was all angry with the blue-clothed girl who was serving behind her back, all of which Meng Xuan listened to in her ears.

Meng Ying took over everything, first read the information bamboo slips of the Qingzhou branch of Qiyang Palace, and learned that many places in Qingzhou had the spread of the epidemic, and the situation was extremely chaotic, and Meng Qi, who went to Huguang and Shaanxi with the holy decree to transfer troops, had not yet been contacted, and obviously had not gathered troops to rush over. At present, the thirst of the distant water is not quenched, and the people and horses of Qiyang Palace are less than 1,000, and it is not appropriate to transfer them out to run the imperial errand. After such consideration, Meng Ying decided not to enter Qingzhou City first, but to find a secluded farm with sufficient supplies nearby to live, and then to look at the situation, and urged the Qiyang Palace here to join in to find Meng Xian and them.

So the group lived in a farm less than three miles away from the Qingzhou boundary monument, and the place was clean, and the advantage was that it was bright and spacious, which was more spacious than the rich families in the market. In the atrium, there is a place of millet, and the chickens, cows, ducks and rabbits in the north courtyard live in their nests, and they are happy and harmonious, and they do not know the sorrows of people, forming a simple picture of farmhouse. Li Jian, who was one step ahead, had already taken care of everything and vacated two of the most decent and crisp bedrooms for Meng Ying and Meng Xuan to move in.

Meng Xuan's room was the largest, with two ear rooms, and Li Jian arranged for the girl in blue to live in the east ear room, because it was close to the pantry, so she could make medicinal tea for the seventh prince to drink at any time. Everything was arranged, and the hard-working Li Jian became a housekeeper again and went to the kitchen to arrange the meals. Meng Xuan gave two more instructions, let me make two bamboo shoots and gluten soup, and reduce the amount of oil smoke. Xiao Suxin secretly remembered it in his heart, thinking that one day he would have to cook it himself and send it to Meng Xuan, he would be happy.

When everyone was seated, Meng Ying saw that there were only three masters, and in order to make a lively scene, she merged the master's table with the table of the eight maids and grandmothers who accompanied him outside, and more than ten people ate at the same table. During the banquet, Meng Ying and Meng Xuan talked in a low voice, Meng Xuan only moved a few chopsticks and stopped, and he ordered a plate of fresh bamboo shoots and pork slices, bamboo shoots and egg flowers and gluten grass carp soup, he never ate anything, but the girl in blue with slender eyebrows and eyes ate the most.

Don't look at her slender body, her hands are as small as the hands of a teenager, but they are really enough to eat. Other maids are eating at the same table with their masters, and they are the two most unattainable handsome sons, who are not carrying a deer in their hearts, hanging red cloth on their faces, and thinking about what is wrong while eating, even if the dragon liver and phoenix marrow are eaten in the mouth, there is no taste, not to mention the first meal in the farm, the kitchen has not been cleaned up, and the chef is not enough, and the dishes made are far worse than those at home.

Among the more than ten people at the table, the one who ate the most distracted and sweetest was the girl in blue, who moved gracefully with her small mouth, chewed slowly, and gradually wrapped a plate of bamboo shoots and egg flowers in front of her. Meng Xuan noticed this while talking to Meng Ying, and whispered something to the cook Liu who was cooking behind him, and after a while, the cook Liu took the plate of fresh bamboo shoots and meat slices in the middle of the table, went to the kitchen to fry and reheat it, and replaced the empty plate of bamboo shoots and egg flowers.

The girl in blue didn't look up, she wasn't surprised that the empty plate in front of her had turned into a steaming plate full of vegetables, she still buried her head in eating her food, and didn't notice at all that at this moment, six of the ten people at this table didn't eat, and more than twenty eyes, at least fifteen of them were looking at her face or chopsticks, intentionally or unintentionally, and they couldn't tell what the meaning of the gaze was.

Suddenly, she half-stood up, attracting the attention of the whole table, but saw her small hand reach into the bamboo basket in the middle of the big table, and grabbed the whitest and fattest of the basket of steamed buns. She sat back, her eyebrows lowered, as if she couldn't sense the dense web of everyone's gaze, almost engulfing the dead. The steamed bun rested on the side of the small mouth, opened the mouth and bit it, a large piece was missing, and the chopsticks sent two pieces of bamboo shoots and meat into the mouth in time, and the chewing was very sweet.

Xiao Suxin laughed in her heart, the country woman is really uninformed, what good dishes are eaten like this, it is really not on the table, and it is not as good as the world seen by a maid of the Meng family. Such a vulgar woman, Meng Xuan must be disdainful, he is unusually picky about women, just look at this appetite for eating, you can know that the peasant girl is going to be deducted points.

The girl in blue ate silently for a while, and everyone felt that the attraction was gone, so they stopped paying attention to her. However, Xiao Suxin, who paid the most attention to Meng Xuan, suddenly noticed that Meng Xuan picked up a steamed bun from the basket casually, and at the same time, inconspicuously took advantage of the opportunity to serve a plate of dishes, and pushed the bamboo basket containing the steamed bun more than a foot in the direction of the girl in blue. From Xiao Suxin's point of view, the girl can already eat steamed buns without standing up.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Suxin couldn't laugh a little, could it be that in the days when she left, Meng Xuan's taste for women became more popular? Even such a rustic woman can he look at?

Until the meal was over, Meng Xuan didn't take a bite of the steamed bun in his hand, and Xiao Suxin couldn't help but think that Meng Xuan might have taken the steamed bun just to push the bamboo basket. He was secretly taking care of the peasant girl, doing so without revealing his tracks, under everyone's noses.

Until everyone left the table, Xiao Suxin saw Meng Xuan whispering something to the cook Liu again, and then saw the cook Liu take away the pot of gluten grass carp soup that almost no one had touched, and ran to the kitchen to work for a while, and when it was brought out again, it became steaming, the old coriander leaves were drained away, and a layer of green new coriander leaves floated all over the big bowl of Haikou. Cook Liu took the pot of soup and sent it to Meng Xuan's room, but he only passed through his room and went straight to the east ear room.

The person who lives in the east ear room is naturally the peasant girl with an excellent appetite. Meng Xuan's care and attention to her has greatly exceeded his normal scope, and usually the people he cares about so much can be counted on five fingers, among which He Angelica is the first person on the thumb. Could it be that He Angelica's departure made Meng Xuan too sad and gave up on herself, so that she empathized with such a humble and mediocre peasant girl?

Xiao Su had an alarm bell ringing in her heart, she couldn't tolerate this kind of thing happening right under her nose, and her heart turned around, and finally decided to attack the peasant girl. The woman is not as beautiful as half of herself, and she doesn't know how to look at the high eyebrows and low eyes, no matter how she looks at it, she is not threatening, but Meng Xuan just looks at her differently, so she can't be taken lightly. The reason why she can tolerate Silk and not He Angelica is because Meng Xuan put her heart into He Angelica, and only treats Silk as a woman who warms the bed.

Turning a corner, Xiao Suxin could see from the window that the peasant girl was sitting on the small table in front of the window drinking soup, and Meng Xuan's shout came from another room, "There are many grass carp bones, pick carefully before swallowing." The peasant girl shouldn't have Meng Xuan, she just drank her soup without distraction, and Meng Xuan thought she didn't hear it, so she shouted again, and after shouting, she coughed earth-shatteringly, opened her mouth to ask for tea, and the peasant girl didn't pour it for him, so Meng Xuan got up from the bed and poured it herself, and poured a cup for the peasant girl by the way.

This made Xiao Su's heart extremely angry, did Meng Xuan have a bad head, or did he just like the kind of woman who ignored him, and didn't love a woman like himself who really cared about him and helped him wholeheartedly? Meng Xuan: When will he be more sober and mature? When will we be able to completely cut off the fetters of He Angelica?

"This sister, you took care of me all the way, I don't know your name yet." Meng Xuan stood behind the peasant girl with a teacup in one hand, looked at her side face and asked, "Can you tell me your name?" ”

"My surname is Bai." The peasant girl peeled the fish bones with her hands and replied with her eyebrows.

"Surname Bai? What's that name? Meng Xuan wanted to know more, "What does your family usually call your nickname?" ”

"Childe, don't ask, I'm not your girl, ask me what my nickname is." The peasant girl bowed her head and served the soup, turned her back to him and said, "If you have to have a name called Shunkou, you can take one of them regardless of the cats and birds." ”

"That'...... Can I call you Qing'er? ”