Yanji, who was riding a horse, did not know anything about the situation in Koizumi Village.

When others are exiled, they are all shackled, bound in chains, without clothing, and without food. And these two who serve themselves......

Since the lady made money, she has completely let go of herself, and Lang Jun has also lost her original intention.

The upholstered carriage drove smoothly on the avenue, the sturdy horses had strong feet, and the muslin clothes were soft and comfortable. Cold and hard dry food became a thing of the past, and the three meals were nutritionally balanced, the time allocation was reasonable, and there were occasional meals. No matter what section of the road they went, they all fell asleep and got up at the hour.

Not to mention people, even the horses under their crotches are more radiant than when they first bought them.

Yanji remembered that he had scolded the lady for buying too many cooking tools, but when he drank the lady's love millet porridge in the morning, he silently strangled himself who was talking in his heart.

Before leaving, the head's advice was still in his ears: "His Royal Highness King Wei is arrogant, with you here, he will not be humiliated." Take care of him more on the road, so that he will suffer less. ”

Yanji touched his round cheek. So is this called less suffering? If all the escort tasks were like this one, then he would have to take it even if he broke his head.

"Stop."

Yes, it's tea time again.

Yanji got off the horse and smelled the fragrance and gathered around the carriage. Dao Xie took the red bean cake from Qin Shumei's hand and added freshly boiled hot tea to the kettle.

This red bean cake was poured out by Qin Shumei on the road with nothing to do, and the red bean paste bought in Yuankang City was too sweet and greasy to eat, so she simply made noodles on the side of the road and burned a few with an iron pot. Unexpectedly, the response was good, so she simply cooked more to make desserts.

The freshly made red bean cake is a little hot, and the part next to the iron pot is burnt and crispy when bitten, but the inside is soft and sweet.

The red bean paste feels more fluid when heated, and it wants to overflow just by gently pinching it. Eaten with soft dough cakes, it is not only sweet and satisfying, but also does not occupy the stomach and is easy to digest.

Qin Shumei bit the red bean cake to check the system interface, in the past few days, she has done her best to achieve the ultimate in daily health preservation, and she has been recuperating for three consecutive years, and her face is full of red light.

There is justice in the world, and there is always a reward for your efforts. She looked at the three digits lying in the points bar, smiled comfortably, and smiled heartily.

"This red bean cake is delicious, but the lady doesn't have to laugh like that, right?"

Yanchang poked Yanji in confusion, his face full of confusion.

"Brother, what do you know!" Yanji was completely speechless at the reflex arc marathon runner.

"Lady, is that because of the red bean cake? That's because of Lang Jun! ”

Didn't you see that in the past few days, Lang Jun has been in the carriage from time to time to accompany the lady? What bride can be unhappy?

Yanji, who thought he had understood everything, ate the last bite of red bean cake, pulled Yanchang on his horse and prepared to set off. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Lang Jun handing over the horse to Yanfu and getting into the carriage himself.

Look, what he just said, isn't this going to enhance the relationship again~

Qin Shumei wanted to know Yanji's thoughts, and he would definitely shout out his grievances.

What enhances feelings! She's going to class, okay!

The words of the Great Yin Kingdom are twisted and turned, and they are somewhat similar to the small seals in the previous life. She didn't know much about calligraphy in her previous life, and she was even more upset when she saw these red paintings in this life.

When the carriage stopped, she began to practice, and when the carriage was moving, she listened to Yang Zhaoquan's small lecture on history.

Pulling the curtain, Yang Zhaoquan opened her latest page of red drawing, although it was crooked, it was much better than the previous ghost drawing.

He nodded, closed the drawing, and placed the paper in the seclusion of the carriage. The little girl's face was very thin, and she refused to let Sanyan know that she was learning to write, insisted on refusing to practice outside the car, and didn't even let her take out the red paper.

"Yes, a lot of progress."

He pulled out a new piece of red paper and gently placed it on the small case.

"Today I am going to write the fifth volume of the Hundred Classics."

This "Hundred Classics Recitation" is the enlightenment reading of the majority of children in Dayin, as long as they are in school, the first book must read "Hundred Classics Recitation", which tells the story of loyalty and filial piety of all dynasties and generations, which is both entertaining and educational.

Yang Zhaoquan pointed to the red, explaining the meaning of the words and the content of the story to Qin Shumei word by word, seeing that Qin Shumei was engaged in reading, and even brought him a sense of accomplishment in teaching children.

Although he didn't know his fiancée before he got married, he still heard of the average level of ladies in Beijing.

Not to mention basic literacy, accounting, music theory, and poetry are all basic education for ladies, and the individual qualities are particularly prominent, and they also have the functions of flower arrangement and chess skills.

It is rare for someone like her to be as ignorant of books as a child.

He never thought that teaching his little wife to read and write after marriage would be particularly interesting.

Qin Shumei caught Yang Zhaoquan's slightly loving eyes, and paused awkwardly, the ink blurred, and she wrote another word.

In her previous life, she was also a person who wrote Tang poems and Song Ci on her left hand, geometric functions on her right hand, and could drag two sentences in foreign languages in her mouth, but now she is actually treated with preschool children!

The cultural class must not be wasted! She was ashamed and courageous, lying on the red and writing vigorously.

"It's done, it's time for us to go, and we'll draw it in the evening."

Yang Zhaoquan patiently waited for Qin Shumei to finish the second column, gently held the pen of her hard work, and pulled the red from the case.

"How far are we from Liangzhou? It's been walking so slowly these days, it won't be delayed, right? ”

Although it seems that Qin Shumei is deciding to set off and rest, in fact, it is Yang Zhaoquan who is in control of the team, giving her 10,000 guts, she doesn't dare to be late, after all, there is only one head, and if you cut it, there will be no more.

"There will be no delay, rest assured, after entering Ningshi, it will not be far from the boundary of Liangzhou." They had been on the road for almost a week, and after one or two more cities, it was estimated that they would reach the border of Liangzhou.

"Is Liangzhou really as barbaric as those people say? Ru Mao drinks blood? ”

As the carriage moved, Qin Shumei could clearly feel the change of the scenery outside.

When I was in Koizumi Village, the mountains were endless, and the bare rocks were rarely seen on the mountain, and the ground was shaded by green trees, and the majestic and handsome coexisted.

The further north you go, the more plains there are, and there are fewer towering trees, replaced by clumps of shrubs dotting the plains. It is both open and desolate.

"How can that? Although Liangzhou is close to the north, it is not yet in the northern Xinjiang, how can it be called barbaric. ”

Yang Zhaoquan mentioned Northern Xinjiang, his expression was complicated, and there was a trace of bitterness in his eyes.

In the past few days, Qin Shumei has been chatting with him in the car about life, and he already knows his secret life experience. When Yang Zhaoquan mentioned it at the beginning, it was a little difficult to speak, as if he was afraid that she would look down on her.

Qin Shumei burst into laughter in his heart, isn't it a mixed race of ethnic minorities? It's smart to mix it far. If this guy was born in modern times, he can catch up with various preferential policies, and maybe he can add five points to the college entrance examination.

However, in this world, having the blood of Bai Di means barbarism and tyranny. The Da Yin generation and Bai Di were enemies, and even intermarriage was rare.

This background is secret, but since his third brother succeeded to the throne, in order to consolidate the throne, his background has become a secret known to everyone at the top.

Because of this, Yang Zhaoquan's identity is so embarrassing. When the big hat of "collaborating with the enemy" is buttoned down, no one will intercede for the prince with Bai Di blood.