Volume 2 Kyoto Storm Chapter 419 Small Alley

The woman didn't say anything, she only felt a little depressed in her chest, and when she looked down, she saw that one of Huang Zhang's big hands was covering her crisp breasts.

Obviously, this was Huang Zhang's hand when he stopped her just now.

The woman immediately broke free from Huang Zhang's arms, and was about to give Huang Zhang a backhand slap, but she was so thin and weak, where was Huang Zhang's opponent.

Seeing that her wrist was grabbed by Huang Zhang, she couldn't break free for a long time.

"Let me go!"

"If you don't say what you're doing, I won't let it go!"

This kind of thing, she is embarrassed to say it, plus it was a misunderstanding in the first place, but now the misunderstanding is aggravated, and the more she talks about it, it will only get darker.

Seeing that she couldn't break free, the woman was about to bite it.

Seeing this, Huang Zhang immediately shook his hand away.

"I'll go! You belong to a dog! ”

Seeing that she was free from the restraints, the woman thought that she was still in a bath with Huang Zhang, and the entire upper body of Huang Zhang in front of her was exposed, her little face turned red, and she turned over directly out of the bucket, leaving without looking back.

Seeing the little woman's embarrassed appearance, Huang Zhang smiled.

It can be seen that she doesn't look like she has malicious intentions towards herself.

After such a fuss, Huang Zhang's drunkenness was also half awake, and he turned over directly out of the barrel, ready to go to bed.

But when I went to bed, I felt that I was being stumped by something, and when I reached out to touch it, I found a semi-circular shape of jade, beautifully decorated, excellent jade, and absolutely extraordinary.

This thing should have been left by the little woman just now, and she was the only one who had just come to this bed.

Huang Zhang put this thing in his pocket, since the other party came to him for no reason, then he naturally had to pay a price, this thing, just treat it as his own psychological loss fee.

The next day, when the sun shone on the edge of the window, Huang Zhang slowly woke up.

I drank too much wine last night, and Rao is strong internal strength, and he can't stand it.

As soon as he got into bed, a maid came into the room to wash him, although Huang Zhang was very unaccustomed to it, but he reluctantly accepted it.

After washing, as soon as he went out, he saw a puffing face.

He didn't expect that the little woman who appeared last night would dare to appear in front of him today.

Before Huang Zhang could say anything, he saw the other party stretching out his hand towards him.

"Give me back!"

"What's that?"

Seeing her like this, Huang Zhang felt a little inexplicable.

"My stuff, you've seen it!"

Huang Zhang laughed when he heard it.

"I'm sorry Miss, but ...... Have I seen you? ”

"You ......"

She didn't expect Huang Zhang to die and not admit it.

As a woman who has not yet married, it is naturally impossible for her to tell what happened last night, but seeing Huang Zhang's scoundrel appearance, she is angry and anxious.

"I'm curious, I just came to Wen's house, Miss didn't introduce herself, and she didn't fulfill the friendship of the landlord, so she stretched out her hand to me as soon as she came, did she want to ask me for a reward? Then I can only say sorry, I came out in a hurry, I didn't bring it! ”

Huang Zhang's words can be said to be yin, the woman listened to it, and her face was already red with anger.

In the end, she glanced at Huang Zhang with hatred, stomped her foot, and turned around and left directly.

As soon as the woman left, Huang Zhang asked the maid beside her, "What's her name?" ”

"The third lady's name is Wen Shu."

"Wen Shu? Hehe, she doesn't look like a lady like this. ”

When the maid heard this, she hurriedly explained: "The third young lady is this kind of character, please don't blame Your Highness." ”

Huang Zhang just smiled and kept this woman named Wen Shu in his heart.

Wen Dao entered the court early in the morning to participate in the daily court meeting, which was not a big court meeting held in the Fengtian Temple, but a small meeting between some administrative groups to deal with political affairs every day.

Huang Zhang has now made a Shangshu order, so this kind of court meeting will often participate.

When he was drinking last night, Huang Zhang asked Wen Dao for a lot of experience in handling political affairs.

Since Wen Dao was not there, Huang Zhang didn't have to say hello to others, and left Wen Mansion directly.

On the way back to the Prince's Courtyard, Huang Zhang kept an eye on it and stopped at the mouth of the alley he passed by yesterday.

Yesterday, when Wen Feng saw this alley, he suddenly seemed to be a different person.

Huang Zhang felt that there must be something strange in this, anyway, he was not in a hurry, he could just go and have a look.

After getting out of the carriage, Huang Zhang asked the coachman to drive the car to the prince's courtyard by himself, while he walked into the alley.

On both sides of the alley are old courtyards, and it can be seen that most of the people who can live here are old Kyoto people.

Because of the old, moss has grown at the entrance of many compounds, and walking on it, there is a sense of history.

"Squeak......

Huang Zhang was walking, and suddenly the gate of the courtyard opened, and a woman with a cloth towel wrapped in her head coldly took a basin of water and poured it out on the corner of Huang Zhang's clothes.

The woman probably didn't expect someone to come to the mouth of the alley, and when she saw Huang Zhang who was splashed dirty by herself, she immediately put the basin again, wiped her hands, and apologized to Huang Zhang.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice anyone at this intersection, or ...... I'll wash you and dry your clothes. ”

Looking at the wet corners of his clothes, Huang Zhang didn't mind much and waved his hand.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit of a splash, don't be so troublesome."

If Huang Zhang was unforgiving, maybe this woman wouldn't have any reaction, but seeing that Huang Zhang was dressed a lot of money and had no shelves, she felt even more guilty in her heart, and insisted on cleaning Huang Zhang's clothes for her.

Of course, Huang Zhang really felt that there was no need, so he just wet the corners of his clothes a little, saying that this water is probably the washing water, not to mention how dirty, but he couldn't bear the other party's insistent request, so he had to reluctantly accept it.

I followed the woman into the yard, and in the yard, there happened to be a child about three or four years old catching insects.

The woman brought Huang Zhang a cup of tea and said to him, "Son, take off your coat, I'll wash it for you." ”

"Oh."

Huang Zhang nodded, put the teacup away, took off his coat casually, and handed it to the other party.

This woman is also very skilled, she made a basin of hot water, took Huang Zhang's clothes and began to scrub them with water.

During the period, exquisite soap horns were also prepared, and it can be seen that women are usually reluctant to use this soap horn.

Huang Zhang also found a small bench, brought it over and sat down at the door.

"Childe is not a native of the capital, right?" The woman spoke suddenly.

Hearing the woman's words, it made Huang Zhang a little curious.

"Why do you say that?"

"I see that the son is dressed luxuriously, and the fabrics of these clothes are not cheap, but the son has a temperament that the children of rich families in the capital do not have."

"No temperament? What temperament? ”

The woman touched the beads of sweat on her head and said with a smile: "Peaceful." ”

"Serenity?"

"Well, Childe is sitting there, it won't give people an abrupt feeling, the rich children in the capital are too impetuous, and they don't fit in with Childe's image."

Huang Zhang didn't expect someone to give him this evaluation for the first time.

Serene? It's a lot of fun.

"I think you should be a native of the capital, right?"

"Hmm."

After speaking, the woman had already cleaned the corners of Huang Zhang's clothes, wrung them out and laid them flat to avoid wrinkles.

"My husband is a native of Kyoto, and this garden was left to me by my husband."

Hearing the woman mention her husband, Huang Zhang looked left and right.

The woman smiled when she saw Huang Zhang's action.

"Childe doesn't need to look at it, my husband passed away a few years ago."