When you come out of Guangji Temple, the sun is big. Although it was early autumn, the days were still hot and dry. The two of them walked all the way down the mountain, and they both broke out in a fine sweat.

"Let's not go home for lunch today." The eighth master said suddenly.

"Where do you want to eat?" Mao Tongtong asked.

The eighth master smiled and said, "Where do you want Tongtong to eat?" It's been a long time since we've been in the restaurant. ”

Mao Tongtong thought about it, it was really. From pregnancy to childbirth, she has been in the house. The last time I went out of the house with the eighth master was on the night of the Lantern Festival. As a result, the bowl of Lantern Festival was not finished, and the assassin was recruited. After that, the eighth master has been recuperating from his injuries, and then went to Chengde and returned to Beijing, and he really never had a chance to leave the house again.

"I want to eat Huaiyang food." Mao Tongtong said.

In fact, she was not from Yangzhou in her previous life, and her taste for eating was also heavy, and she didn't like the light and sweet Huaiyang cuisine very much. But in this life, I became a Yangzhou person, and I ate with the Chen family for a few years, and I actually got used to it.

After following the eighth master, she began to adapt to the craftsmanship of the master of the palace dining room. Nowadays, although he has his own small kitchen and his own cook, Huaiyang cuisine is really rarely cooked.

"Then let's go eat Huaiyang cuisine. There is really a good one in Beijing. "The eighth master said.

"That master leads the way. I really haven't eaten authentic Huaiyang cuisine for a long time. Mao Tongtong laughed.

Guangji Temple is on the outskirts of Beijing, and it will take some time to return to the city. Mao Tongtong staggered in the carriage, and unconsciously fell asleep on the shoulder of the eighth master.

Feeling the strength on his shoulders, the eighth master looked sideways, with a gentle smile on his face, and couldn't help but whisper: "It seems that this early morning rush has really exhausted you." As he spoke, he gently took Mao Tongtong's head off his shoulders, put it on his lap, and changed her into a comfortable position.

Mao Tongtong didn't wake up at all, and slept soundly.

When the carriage stopped, Chen Guo called outside the car, but the eighth master lifted the curtain and told him not to speak.

Mao Tongtong was still asleep, and he couldn't bear to wake up.

So the carriage stopped at the door of the restaurant.

It was the point of lunch, and there were people coming in and out of the restaurant, and the carriage of the eighth master was particularly eye-catching. And Chen Guo and Qingzhu, who were standing outside the car, looked like they were subordinates. Looking at the magnificence of the carriage, you can also know that the identity of the person in the carriage is not simple.

Xiao Er has already come out of the restaurant. But seeing Chen Guo standing still, he didn't dare to step forward and ask.

It stands to reason that stopping at the door of the restaurant is to eat. But the people in the carriage didn't get down, and people were not sure.

On such days, once the carriage stops, the temperature in the carriage rises, unlike running on the road, where a little wind blows in through the window. Mao Tongtong slept on the eighth master's lap again, and the temperature was inevitably higher.

After a while, she woke up on her own.

"Is it there?" She asked, confused.

"Tongtong slept well?" The eighth master asked.

"It's a little hot." Mao Tongtong's cheeks flushed and said, "Why didn't you call me?" By this time she had heard the noise of people outside the carriage and knew it was entering the city.

"Look at the fragrance you sleep, I can't bear it." The eighth master replied with a smile.

"I'm hungry, let's get out of the car." Mao Tongtong said.

"It's okay, it's going to be a place to eat." Eight Masters said.

The two were about to get out of the car, but the carriage shook suddenly, and Mao Tongtong, who had just gotten up, sat down again, and hit his head on the wall of the car.

"Are Lord Belle and Fang Fujin okay?" The curtain was lifted, revealing Qingzhu's worried face.

The eighth master was touching Mao Tongtong's head, and after listening to Qingzhu's question, he didn't look back and said, "What's the matter?" Did someone hit our car? ”

Just now, there was a crashing sound, and it shook so badly that it should have been hit.

"Back to Lord Belle, yes. Chen Gonggong has already theorized in the past. "Qingzhu Road.

The eighth master nodded, looked at Mao Tongtong again and said, "Does your head still hurt?" ”

"It's better now." Mao Tongtong endured the pain. It hurt so much just now. Because she was defenseless, she hit it so hard that her tears almost fell.

After a while, Chen Guo's voice sounded outside the carriage, and said, "Back to Lord Beile, it was the car that collided with the car in the Zhongfu of the Zhejiang Qing official Shilang of the household department. ”

Mao Tongtong didn't react to what kind of official position the Qing Officials Division was, and couldn't help but look at the eighth master.

The eighth master frowned slightly at this time, thought for a while, and then said, "It's him!" How did you just bump into it? The carriage got out of control? ”

"The speed was too fast, and it didn't stop for a while." Chen Guo replied.

"Our car kept parking, and he didn't see it?" The eighth master was immediately displeased: "What about others? Why didn't you come? ”

Qing official Shilang is just a five-grade petty official. There are a total of 14 Qing Officials Division in the Household Department, and the Zhejiang Qing Officials Division is considered rich. Because the silk industry in the south of the Yangtze River is developed, there are a lot of taxes paid every year. Although Lang Zhong is only a fifth-grade petty official, his family background should be good.

"Back to Lord Belle, it is said that the car is full of female dependents, and it is inconvenient to get off. The maid over there also said that the car in our house was parked at the door of the restaurant for no reason, blocking the way. Chen Guo replied.

The eighth master was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh angrily, "Is it wrong for me to stop still?" Did she hit our car? ”

The eighth master originally thought that if the other party came to apologize, the matter would be over. He didn't want to embarrass a five-grade petty official by virtue of his identity. But now it seems that people are putting a bigger picture.

"Lord Belle, do you want to reveal your identity?" Chen Guo said. His heart is also on fire! was bullied by the wife of a five-grade petty official, how uncomfortable he thought.

"Go ahead." Eight Masters said. Although he doesn't like to bully others, some people just like to be bullied.

After a while, I heard a voice from behind, and I vaguely heard a woman's voice, but I couldn't hear what was said.

After a while, Chen Guo's voice sounded outside the carriage again, "Back to Lord Beile, Mrs. Lang Zhong is here, saying that she is apologizing to you and Fang Fujin." ”

The eighth master couldn't help sneering, and Mao Tongtong also shook his head secretly. If you have the ability, don't apologize after Chen Guo reveals his identity, just be arrogant to the end! It seems that he is also a bully who is afraid of the hard!

"The slave family didn't know that he had offended Lord Belle, and asked Lord Belle to forgive him. It was really the slave's carriage that ran faster and didn't control it. The slave had already reprimanded the coachman just now. "This one is Mrs. Lang Zhong who speaks.

"That's not what you just said!" The eighth master said.

The more this kind of person, the more he has to be careful. And this woman's ability to open her eyes and tell nonsense is not small, and the eighth master does not want to tolerate it.

Outside the carriage, a woman in a lake blue dress said with a panicked face: "The slave family said the wrong thing in a panic, and I hope that Lord Belle will forgive him." ”

Mao Tongtong didn't speak, but there was a puzzled look on his face. This woman's voice sounded familiar.