Chapter 161: The world is boiling with people cooking pig's trotters
Zhao Qingsong secretly sneered in his heart: "This guy, according to your method of building a platform, it is a hundred years, can the platform be built well?" Isn't that a tired silly boy? ”
However, no one in the Jinyi Guards seems to have figured out the doorway here, and they are all anxious and panicked to carry stones and wood under the command of Jia Daochang, and they are in full swing, as if they are about to go to prison as long as they do it a little slower!
Zhao Qingsong naturally won't fall for this Jia Daochang, he will use the Dafa of touching fish, shouting and shouting, but he will not make any effort, pretend to be everywhere, and he will finish the work!
The follow-up was exactly the same as Zhao Qingsong expected, when the sun finally rose overhead, Jia Daochang recited the horn with relief, and announced in surprise - Shentai was finally completed!
When all the guards heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground!
Now the big guy finally doesn't have to go to prison!
Only Zhao Qingsong, who was watching coldly, smiled secretly in his heart: "This Jia Daochang can really fucking hold garlic, and ten percent of the world's garlic is loaded with nine out of ten by this grandson!" ”
Wei Ying received the news of the completion, and happily came over to thank Jia Daochang, and waved everyone back to rest.
Captain Cao led Zhao Qingsong and the others back to the Jinyi Guard!
Everyone was so tired that they almost died on the spot, and several people fell asleep on the dinner table with bread in their mouths!
Zhao Qingsong finished eating unhurriedly, washed the sweaty and smelly clothes, took a hot bath, changed into a set of close-fitting clothes, went back to bed and lay down, pretended to be asleep, and secretly wondered in his heart: "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I think this Jia Daochang is going to sing the highlight next, how will he sing this play?" ”
After thinking about it, he didn't quite understand, and in a daze, Zhao Qingsong soon fell asleep.
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At dusk, Zhao Qingsong woke up.
Staying up late on duty, day and night upside down, always gave him the slightest illusion, making him feel as if he had wandered away from the world and was isolated from the world.
This created a sense of detachment in his heart.
A sense of loneliness.
There were many, many people around, but I wasn't one of them.
For most of his day, he could only be accompanied by the cold and dark night.
He touched his forehead, and the noise of snoring around him - one after another, and it was clear that everyone was far from recovering from exhaustion.
Zhao Qingsong got dressed, washed up, put on civilian clothes, walked out of the alley, and went straight to the snack street!
When he arrived at the place, he saw many people queuing up to buy mooncakes from the round cake shop, so he didn't line up, walked directly to the back door of the store, and knocked on the door.
As soon as the guy at the back door opened the door, he saw that it was Zhao Qingsong, and he was busy smiling and greeting, Zhao Qingsong took two flavors of moon cakes with persimmon and red beans as usual in previous years.
As a small proprietor in a cake making workshop, he still has this privilege.
After taking the moon cakes, he went to eat a delicious golden silk flatbread and haggis soup, and bought some melon and fruit snacks, and then went back to the Jinyi Guard.
When I went back to the office, I saw that Captain Cao was loudly urging everyone to get up in a dejected tone.
Zhao Qingsong asked, and learned from Captain Cao that tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival, a very grand and grand water and land festival will be held in the palace garden, and the palace guards will send a large number of additional personnel tonight, but Zhao Qingsong is still on duty alone.
Zhao Qingsong was alone, agreed, changed into a new official uniform, dressed neatly, wrapped on his back, hung an embroidered spring knife, and carried a bright silver gun, and waited for everyone to gather in the courtyard and go to the palace to hand over the shift together.
All the brocade guards got up and were very angry, but they didn't dare to insult the chief directly, so they could only greet the female dependents of the eighteenth generation of this Jia Daochang's ancestor hundreds of times!
By the time everyone had lined up, it was half an hour later.
Captain Cao gave an order, and everyone trotted forward in line and went to the palace to hand over their shifts.
When Zhao Qingsong arrived at the door of the small hall, he still hung the package on the deadbolt as usual, and stood there like a pillar, quietly watching the sky darken down bit by bit.
The clouds of fire on the horizon were as red as blood.
In fact, looking at the gate is quite a boring job.
Especially guarding a door that never opens and never leaves.
Zhao Qingsong secretly wondered in his heart: "What is this Jia Dao Chang plotting?" Is it to kill the emperor, or to steal something? ”
He pondered for many days, but he didn't even notice the slightest clue.
But he can't be blamed for this, after all, he has too few clues.
A full moon rises, illuminating a cool night as bright as day.
The sky in the direction of the Imperial Garden was reflected red, and the sound of chanting scriptures and ritual instruments faintly came from the wind.
The land and water puja has begun.
After the patrol team, which had doubled in number, patrolled over, Zhao Qingsong took off the package hanging on the deadbolt and went directly into the west room.
He put the package on the somewhat decayed bed, sat on the bed and waited quietly for Zhu Miaoying to arrive.
After waiting for a long time, Zhao Qingsong, who was cross-legged and closed his eyes, heard the footsteps as light as a house cat outside the house and slowly approached, and then the window was pushed open from outside the house, and a shrunken person got in.
Zhao Qingsong opened his eyes and smiled, and said secretly in his heart: "Good guy! This guy is a thief, how can he look like a princess? ”
Zhu Miaoying entered the house lightly, gently lowered the window, raised her eyes and looked around, and suddenly saw Zhao Qingsong who was standing up, her body was shocked, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she looked at Zhao Qingsong fixedly.
Zhao Qingsong smiled and saluted: "Her Royal Highness the Princess! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! ”
What Zhao Qingsong didn't expect was that Her Royal Highness the princess not only did not return the salute, but instead jumped over with a 'poof', and came with a trick - the spirit monkey went up the tree, and immediately threw himself into Zhao Qingsong's arms, wrapped his neck with both hands, and cried loudly!
Zhao Qingsong was slightly startled, patted her shoulder gently, and said in a low voice: "Your Royal Highness the Princess, please keep quiet, don't be heard by others!" ”
Zhu Miaoying immediately suppressed her voice to an extremely small point, but she still sobbed and cried bitterly.
Zhao Qingsong didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh helplessly and gently pat her shoulder.
The more Zhu Miaoying cried, the more sad she became, and the more she hugged her, the harder she became, as if she wanted to get into Zhao Qingsong's body.
Zhao Qingsong didn't feel anything at first, but after a long time, he felt that something was wrong.
He hasn't noticed anything about the wide robe and big sleeves that Zhu Miaoying usually wears, but now that the two are so close, he finds that this Zhu Miaoying is indeed not a child.
Although she is not tall, her figure is really good, holding her in his arms, Zhao Qingsong only feels that nephrite is close to his body, and there is a refreshing fragrance from the end of his nose, and his palm keeps patting her shoulder, and he feels that the skin at the tentacles is delicate and silky, like touching silk!
He is not yet eighteen years old this year, and in these ten years, he has never been so intimate with a woman!
At this moment, this situation and this situation can't help but make his heart stack up with thoughts, and the whole person seems to have entered an out-of-body illusion in an instant, and his spirit is completely caught in a dreamlike bizarre dream!
It was a feeling of lightness, dizziness, a sensation he had never felt before!
I don't know how long it took, Zhao Qingsong finally returned to the real world from that strange feeling, and when he looked up, he saw that Zhu Miaoying was still climbing on top of him and sobbing intermittently.
Zhao Qingsong smiled bitterly and said softly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, don't cry, my clothes are so wet that they can drip water!" ”
Zhu Miaoying stopped her voice at this time, but she still choked uncontrollably: "Relaxed...... Easy child, is it really you? I...... I'm not...... Not dreaming, right? ”
Zhao Qingsong comforted softly: "No, it's not a dream, but - men and women don't kiss, let's talk in this posture, it seems to be ...... It doesn't seem to be very decent......"
As he spoke, he gently broke her arm, trying to put her down first.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Miaoying was in a hurry, her arms tightened, her legs were crossed, and she hugged her tighter, and said extremely fiercely and sadly: "No...... I don't care, I don't want to let you go! ”
Zhao Qingsong once again felt the warm and strange strange touch at the contact, and his handsome face turned red and transparent, and the red was almost bleeding!
But fortunately, this room is extremely dim, so I don't have to worry about Zhu Miaoying noticing his abnormality!
"Good! Good! If you don't let go, you won't let go, so can you stop being so tight? I'm about to be strangled by you! ”
Zhu Miaoying burst into tears and smiled: "Am I so hard? It's not going to strangle, is it? ”
She said that she would not strangle Zhao Qingsong, but she was really afraid in her heart, and her hands and feet hurriedly relaxed the strength of holding him.
Zhao Qingsong let out a long breath.
The feeling of electric shock just now made his body tense like a stick, and he didn't dare to pant vigorously at all.
Zhu Miaoying wiped her tears, snuggled up to Zhao Qingsong's shoulder like a kitten and asked, "What did you do?" I thought I'd never see you again! ”
Zhao Qingsong scratched his head and said, "Don't you know? The Imperial Garden set up the altar, all the brocade guards went to the Imperial Garden on duty, this is not just today, I ......"
Before he finished speaking, the soft and bitter red lips were suddenly pasted up!
Zhao Qingsong was completely stunned, and looked at Zhu Miaoying who kissed him blankly.
The kiss was as long as a person's life.
Zhao Qingsong didn't realize what was going on at all, and asked blankly, "Are you...... You...... What are you doing? ”
Zhu Miaoying looked at Zhao Qingsong stupidly, her voice was like a mosquito and a fly, and her tone was extremely shy but very determined: "Easy boy, you want me here, I know how to do it, an old palace maid taught me!" I have no regrets when I die! ”
Zhao Qingsong was struck by lightning, completely frightened by Zhu Miaoying's extremely bold words, his brain, which has always been very active, was blank at the moment, and he couldn't remember any thoughts for the first time in his life!
Zhu Miaoying's eyes turned red, and she cried again: "In the past three days, I don't know how many times, I want to untie my belt and hang myself in this room!" I thought, it's so uncomfortable to be alive, maybe it's better to die, right? Because if I die, I will be able to see my father and mother, who have long since died, and I will not be with my father and mother much better than if I am alone in this great prison? ”