Da Zhuang returned to his residence.

The village paid good wages to the long-term workers, and also allocated accommodation to these long-term workers.

Although they were in the same Zhuangzi, the residence of these long-term workers was naturally far away from the courtyard of the lady, and it was a row of ordinary low houses.

Zhao Yong was nesting in his bed, and when he saw him coming back, he yawned: "Da Zhuang, where have you been?" “

He and Da Zhuang lived in the same room, and the two slept on their own bunks.

The big strong body was stunned, and he said casually: "I broke my stomach after dinner." ”

He felt that the food on the village was very good, there were vegetables and meat, and the taste was also good, much stronger than what he had eaten before.

Zhao Yong scratched his head, but he didn't care.

There was a well in front of the house for the people of the area to draw water.

At this time, there was no one at all, so Da Zhuang fetched water and took a shower by the well.

He was born tall and big, shirtless, carrying a bucket of water poured down from his head, and the night could not hide the muscles like iron bumps, and his bronzed and strong chest reflected the water.

The cold well water was poured on the skin, but the dryness in the body was not extinguished at all.

The jade face appeared in his mind again, with his eyes closed, his lips were red, his lips were plump and full, and he was stained with water, and he wanted to take it in his mouth and bite it a little bit.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and an unknown scene took place in the gazebo.

Da Zhuang opened his eyes violently and slapped himself.

How could he do such a thing to Madame!

He was just a lowly long-term worker, who couldn't make up five taels of silver from top to bottom, and didn't even have a stable place to live, how dare he ...... How dare Xiao think of the noble moon.

The appearance of people like him is a blasphemy against the moon.

Da Zhuang closed his eyes, and another bucket of well water poured over his head, trying to flush all these dirty thoughts out of his head.

Zhao Yongzheng was in a daze, and saw Da Zhuang coming in, his wet hair on his undulating back muscles, and he casually put on a pair of obscene pants.

Zhao Yong was envious and jealous again, they are all men, why is the gap so big.

It was not early, Da Zhuang blew out the candles and went to the kang.

Zhao Yong was in good spirits at this time, and he heard that the Duchess of Zhenguo had arrived in the village today, and asked Da Zhuang if he had seen it.

Da Zhuang did not speak.

Fortunately, Zhao Yong is used to his temperament, and he can continue to talk alone.

“…… I heard that this Duchess Zhenguo is a well-known beauty, but unfortunately, at a young age, Zhenguo Gong went. “

Da Zhuang was silent.

Zhen Guogong is a well-known god of war in Daji, and even if they were not in Shangjing before, they have heard of his death.

It's just that at that time, Da Zhuang was like listening to an irrelevant person, but now his heart is not so calm.

He remembered the lady he had seen today.

When ordinary people see Qiao Yuan for the first time, they only marvel at her beauty, and often ignore other things.

Da Zhuang quietly looked at the top of his head, remembering the corners of her reddish eyes, the imperceptible sickness between her eyebrows, and the fragile thin waist under her dress.

The heart seemed to be bound by a thin thread, and when it was pulled slightly, a fine and dense pain came.

Over there, Zhao Yong continued: "...... I heard that the people of this Zhenguo Mansion are not prosperous, and the little prince is not yet a year old, and the Duchess and Mrs. Zhenguo guard such a large family business, in the eyes of those people, isn't it just a greedy fat sheep. “

In the past few days in Beijing, he likes to talk to people, and he knows a little about these things.

Da Zhuang's eyelashes twitched.

Madame is so weak, like a delicate flower, only suitable for people to hold in the palm of her hand, raised with gold soup and silver juice, where can she deal with those jackals, tigers and leopards.

The days on Zhuangzi were easier than Qiao Yuan imagined, and his daily life was just embroidering purses, taking a walk, and passing the time.

There are still melons and fruits planted in the courtyard, and sometimes Qiao Yuan is interested, picks them with his own hands, and washes them in clean water, which also has a different taste.

Sun Yue and Sun Hui brothers and sisters sometimes come to the door, they are knowledgeable and interesting, and the words they say will not make people feel offended, and they don't stay for a long time each time, Qiao Yuan will not feel annoyed.

On this day, Sun Yue brought a pot of Suguan Lotus Ding to the mansion and asked Qiao Yuan to appreciate it.

Suguan Lotus Ding is a very rare species of orchid, the form is beautiful, it is not easy to cultivate, and it has no price.

Qiao Yuan loves flowers, and he was indeed aroused.

The jade white petals are stretched, the posture is beautiful, a bit like a lotus petal, and a red meridian rises in the middle, which is even more crystal clear in the bright light.

Suguan Lotus Ding was placed on the stone table, Qiao Yuan leaned over slightly, and a faint fragrance came to his nose.

She appreciates the flowers, and others appreciate her.

Famous flowers love the country, and the king often looks at it with a smile.

Sun Yue didn't understand before, he had seen a lot of beauties, and when he heard that there was a stunning beauty, he often felt that it was nothing more than that.

He was still tired of it, and he couldn't imagine what kind of beauty it was that could make countless kings who read beauty tempted.

Now that she has seen it, there is such a beauty, even if she doesn't do anything, just standing there, she has a scenery of her own.

The color is like spring dawn, the eyes are like bright, only a jade bead is inserted in the cloud bun, and the glossy tassel hangs down on the face, and the powder is shining.

Relying on Qiao Yuan's insight, Sun Yue stood behind her, his obscene gaze wandering wantonly.

Tsk, this figure is not comparable to the most romantic kiln sister.

It's a pity that the Marquis of Zhenbei died early, and such a lively beauty is not blessed.

Qiao Yuan frowned slightly, turned around, and looked at Sun Yue as usual.

His eyes were kind: "How?" This pot of Suguan Lotus Ding was originally in the hands of a rich man, and I asked someone to make peace with it, and it took several twists and turns to get it. “

Qiao Yuan paused, but still said, "Yes, it is indeed a treasure." “

Sun Yue smiled slightly: "I still have a pot of Spring Sword Emperor Plum there, which is consigned from Jiangnan, and it will arrive in three or five days, and I want to ask my wife to appreciate her face at that time." “

Qiao Yuan refused: "I've been feeling a little unwell recently, let's talk about it another day." “

Sun Yue had some regret on his face, but he no longer insisted: "Okay, Madame, take care of yourself." “

His tone was as usual, and he grasped a suitable scale, which made people feel cherished and not embarrassed.

Qiao Yuan glanced at him inquiringly, but he didn't find anything, but his interest in enjoying the flowers was gone.

Sun Yue said goodbye with great eyes.

When he turned around, his eyes showed a hint of interest.

It's still just a very wary little lamb, but that's how it's more interesting.

Sun Yue imagined the scene of the beauty snuggling in his arms obediently and letting him play with it, only to feel that the bliss in the world was nothing more than that.

He thought he was hidden, and the two faces moved freely, but he didn't want to, and it all fell into a pair of wolf eyes in the distance.

In the evening, Qiao Yuan was having dinner, and heard that Sun Yue went out of the city to play in the afternoon, but accidentally fell off his horse, fell and bled all over, and passed out on the spot.

It seems that this Spring Sword Emperor Plum can't be rewarded after all.

Qiao Yuan's expression was faint, and he waved his hand to let people go down.

(End of chapter)