Xi Yang nodded: "Be careful." Feel relieved. ”

"Don't be afraid." Zong Zhengyu pointed to the prepared package on the side and said, "Didn't you prepare a lot of things for me?" ”

She prepared a bunch of all kinds of medicines.

Xi Yang felt that it was inconvenient to have no backpack in this era, so he deliberately drew a picture and asked Cai Qing to sew a backpack - of course, it was not a modern backpack, but it imitated the style and restored it as much as possible.

However, the material is limited, and it is impossible to use it as well as the modern one, but it is more convenient. You can carry it on your back, and you can free your hands, which saves a lot of trouble.

And now what Zong Zhengyu is taking away is also such a bag, which contains dry food, medicine, and water bladders.

In addition, he was asked to carry two chopped roast rabbits.

For this bag, when Zong Zhengyu first saw it, there was a surprise in his eyes.

She came from a more developed and advanced world, and when she came to this era, she was wronged.

Xi Yang sat on the chair and said, "There are still a lot of people in front, you can go out later." ”

When there was a mess, no one dared to make trouble, but since they arrived at the hunting ground, eating meat and drinking wine were inevitable.

If he wants to act, it's better to be secretive.

Zong Zhengyu sat down next to her, held her hand, and did not speak.

For him, although it is not obvious on the surface, in the heart, separation is a very uncomfortable thing.

Especially, I don't want to be separated from Xiyang.

Spiritually, he was dependent on her.

"Let the shadow guard report safety every day." Xi Yang was amused by his silent clinginess, but instead of telling him, he whispered: "Doing things is important, but your life is more important." ”

Knowing what she meant, Zong Zhengyu was amused by her: "No." ”

It's not enough to work hard for such a thing.

Xi Yang glanced up at him: "Huh? ”

Zong Zhengyu immediately changed his words: "Obey the teachings of my beloved wife." ”

After speaking, he smiled again and said, "Xiyang, you are so fierce." ”

"I can be more fierce, do you want to experience it?" Xi Yang asked lightly.

But Zong Zhengyu said decisively: "No need! ”

Full of desire to survive.

Xi Yang smiled.

The most frightening thing is not the person who yells, but the person who is not angry and arrogant.

In many cases, the power of silence is even greater than the murderous spirit.

As the night wore on, the people who were drinking outside had gone back to their tents, leaving only the patrolling guards.

Zong Zhengyu put on the backpack and prepared to go out.

Xi Yang stood up to see him off.

Before he got out of the tent, just inside the door, Zong Zhengyu stopped and turned his head.

He reached out and touched her face and said, "Sleep well and recuperate." ”

"Hmm." Xi Yang agreed.

Zong Zhengyu didn't say more, looked down at her eyebrows, pinched his fingers, and finally couldn't hold back, and lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Xi Yang smiled, stood on tiptoe to give him a kiss back, and then waved at him: "Sit back and wait for good news." ”

Zong Zhengyu's eyebrows were slightly bent and he went out.

Instead of riding his own horse, he quickly dived into the night and went to the hunting grounds.

After watching him leave, Xi Yang told Cai Qing to bring hot water in and wash.

Lying on the bed, I didn't fall asleep immediately, but reviewed it in my mind.

There was a bunch of mysteries above my head, and it felt like the edges and corners were coming to the surface, but I hadn't yet peeked into what it was.

Forget it, sleep!

Next.

The people who thought they were going to camp and return to Beijing unexpectedly saw the little emperor say slowly: "Xingshi moved everyone to come here, even if there was something wrong in the hunting ground, the scenery nearby was pleasant." Ladies and gentlemen come out for an autumn outing, and I also want to see the future pillars of this dynasty appear. Have you been interested in holding a flowing water poetry meeting today? ”

The regent is missing.

People with brains are already thinking: the regent must have gone to investigate yesterday's events himself!

Careful people will find that after the princess came back yesterday, she ordered Wensha to go into the forest to find the regent, and then the regent had already come out with the others, but the people brought by Wensha did not!

If they don't leave, they are waiting for the regent to return, right?

No matter how they guessed, since the little emperor said that he wanted to stay, you had to do it.

In the past month or two, the regent intends to delegate power, although the little emperor is still very immature, but he can also say some convincing words.

Yesterday, each family had children follow into the forest, and it is said that when the accident occurred, the young emperor was not afraid of danger, and he did not panic when he came back after escaping, and he was even more calm this morning.

In this way, the officials were very pleased.

But—

How did the wolves that suddenly appeared yesterday come about?

There's always a sense of storm coming.

Zong Zhengxun looked at Xi Yang again: "Aunt Huang, you can sit down on my side and make a judgment with me." ”

Xi Yang is happy.

You can't let her write poetry, she's a rough person, she can't write a little!

The poetry meeting was naturally organized by Xiheng with a group of literati.

Last night, when Xi Yang was cooking barbecue, Zong Zhengyu took Xi Heng and other trusted people to the king's account, and everything was discussed.

The generals are not interested in this, but there is no way to do it.

After the poetry meeting, there will be other programs, and they will also hold their temperament and look at the flowers in the fog - the main one is confused.

On the main seat, Xi Yang was a little bored, although someone was waiting, she still took a dagger by herself, and peeled the fresh autumn pear in her hand.

The challenge of peeling a whole pear is much harder to play with apple peels.

Zong Zhengxun was originally listening to the audience fighting poems.

It's rare for the sons and daughters to get together, not as obvious as in Beijing, and everyone is cheering up.

He also wanted to see the literary talents of these people, after all, according to their age, most of the people he would use after his future pro-government were among these people.

But when I looked at it, I found that the person sitting next to me didn't have one ear out, so I couldn't help but turn my head to look.

"Aunt Huang, why don't you taste poetry? The daughter of the Luqiu family made a song, which is very good. ”

Xi Yang didn't raise his head, riveted his strength to deal with the pear in his hand, and said: "Qingxue is the first talented woman in Dijing, do you think I, the first bastard, is the one who can appreciate her poems?" ”

Zong Zhengxun: "......"

What a talented woman in Dijing against the first bastard!

"The imperial aunt doesn't have to be presumptuous."

When Xi Yang heard it, he was happy, and blurted out: "I don't think I'm thin, I'm thick-skinned!" ”

Zong Zhengxun: "......"

Okay, you're thick-skinned, you're amazing!

But seeing that Xi Yang didn't look up, the pear in his hand was about to be peeled, and the slender skin had not been broken since the beginning, Zong Zhengxun couldn't help but sigh: "The imperial aunt still has this hand, how do you control the width of this skin to be consistent?" ”

After all, pears don't grow very regularly!

Xi Yang responded: "That's the basic skill, after all, when you usually operate on people, there can be no deviation." ”

"Surgery?" Zong Zhengxun's interest was no longer at the poetry meeting at all, but he was very interested in what Xi Yang said: "How to open a method?" ”

Xi Yang's answer was simple and rude: "Where it doesn't work, cut it." ”

Zong Zhengxun: "......"

You know how to talk to death!