Chapter Thirty-Eight: He Looks Upstairs at the View
Jing Liuli was a little puzzled, but thinking that Ding Ning would do it in front of her, she didn't think much about it, and said slowly: "Although I don't know what past you have with the Xie family, Xie Changsheng is afraid that the Xie family will not dare to make more money, it is completely worrying. The Xie family's Jiaowei letter is equivalent to a letter of gratitude, which is to ask all the Guanzhong people who have received the favor of the Xie family before to help each other, how can they be stingy with money. ”
"Too much is too much, but at least he values friendship more than anything else. Ding Ning looked at the fiery red pearl in his hand and said seriously: "This is one of the most shining qualities in him." ”
Jing Liuli frowned slightly, thinking about the performance of that person from the Minshan Sword Meeting to the present, and felt that what Ding Ning said seemed to be reasonable.
Ding Ning smiled inexplicably, looked at Jing Liuli, who was just wearing the most ordinary plain shirt, and asked, "Why don't you wear the clothes of the Minshan Sword Sect?"
"Wearing the clothes of the Minshan Sword Sect, it will be easy for everyone to guess who I am. Either because of my cultivation or because of my identity, few people dare to mess with me. If it's too conspicuous, it's inconvenient. Jing Liuli glanced at Ding Ning and said, "And no one will be too tired of the experience of real fighting." ”
Ding Ning laughed again, "In a place like Changling, it's not easy to cause trouble and fight, as long as you don't think I'm using you when the time comes." ”
Jing Liuli raised her eyebrows, and her face became serious again: "Since I am learning from you, I am your student during this time." Naturally, I will do whatever you ask me to do. ”
Ding Ning thought for a while and said, "It's okay for you to help dig the soil and plant flowers?"
Jing Liuli glanced at him and asked very dryly, "Where do you want to dig and what flowers do you want to plant?"
Ding Ning looked at her and laughed, and said, "You are still too eye-catching and too sharp with a sword, and the sword should be put away." ”
Being too casual is really unnoticeable.
No one would have thought that a celestial like Jing Liuli, who was extremely important to the future of the entire Minshan Sword Sect, would enter Changling alone without even a carriage and even an accompanying division commander. ————————-
In the information of everyone, especially those real big names in Changling, Jing Liuli's side has always followed the Minshan Sword Sect's fastest sword to watch the sword.
In their opinion, the sword is always on the side of Jing Liuli, and it is more not to teach, but to protect.
Jingliuli itself has the means to hide its whereabouts.
Therefore, even people like the palace maid surnamed Rong who looked at many corners of Changling did not know that Jing Liuli had left the Minshan Sword Sect and entered the Zhou Family Ink Garden alone.
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The daily life of the palace maid surnamed Rong is not as monotonous as that of ordinary palace maids, in a sense, she is like a shadow of Queen Zheng Sleeve, a single will to wander in Changling.
She needs to be able to enter and leave the palace frequently, and sometimes even has to go to Jiaodong County to deal with some relatively secret things, so she is not in the palace most of the time on weekdays. She often lives in Tianluo Lane in the south of the city, and most of the people living in the alley are also the families of the people in the palace.
Her courtyard is not very large, but in the best position in this alley, there is a ** spring not far from the top of her courtyard, and the courtyard where she is located is the first in the upper reaches of a clear stream formed by this ** spring.
The maid who served her had been serving her for several years, so she knew very well the preferences of this nobleman in the palace, and knew that this nobleman liked to drink ice after waking up early in the morning, so in the early morning of the hot summer, she would go to get some spring water to make lotus seed soup or mung bean soup to clear the heart and relieve the fire, and then add some ice chips to chill it.
In the summer, after getting up early and washing, drink a bowl of ice drink and then eat some fruits, vegetables and vegetables, which has also been the habit of the palace maid surnamed Rong for many years.
Habit becomes nature.
Before sunrise in the early morning, the palace maid surnamed Rong walked into the courtyard after meticulous grooming, sat under the grapevines in the courtyard, lifted the silk bamboo cover covering the breakfast, and her hand just touched the bowl of clear mung bean soup, her brows unconsciously frowned slightly.
Before she could speak, the maid, who was a little worried on the side, whispered in embarrassment: "What a coincidence, the Li Ji Ice House in the south of our city is closed, and the ice storage in the ice house in the west of the city is sold out, and the crushed ice used in this ice is hard to find for a while." ”
Habits become natural, and breaking them can make people feel inexplicably unhappy, not to mention that the palace maid surnamed Rong is very aware of the concept of a cold house that is enough to supply many wealthy families with a summer ice house.
It's too easy for her to associate this with the Jiao Weixin of the Xie family in Guanzhong.
"The way I spent all my money was to make me not drink a bowl of cold mung bean soup?"
There was no anger on her porcelain-like face, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth as she slowly picked up the mung bean soup that had been chilled with spring water, "The heads of these Guanzhong high-rollers are really interesting. ”
A bowl of chilled mung bean soup can only make her unhappy for a while at most, and in her opinion, it naturally can't affect anything, but at the moment when she muttered sarcastically to herself, she picked up the bowl of mung bean soup and was ready to drink it all in one gulp, her nose moved slightly, and her brows suddenly wrinkled.
"What does it smell like, how can it stink so much!"
The maid beside her directly subconsciously covered her mouth and nose, and said in a muffled voice of disgust.
There were also a lot of curses faintly coming from this originally very clean alley, and there were many sounds of pushing the door out.
The palace maid surnamed Rong was a powerful cultivator, so she didn't have to go out to know what was going on at all.
There were several caravans passing through the alleys of the neighborhood.
The alleys where the caravans pass are located upwind.
The caravans were just ordinary cargo, but the weather was very hot, and the horses naturally smelled bad.
More of the foul smell came from the dung pockets behind each horse.
The smell of the horse manure in the dung pocket seems to make the grapes growing on the grape trellis in the courtyard smoke into a fermented smell, and people unconsciously feel that they are beginning to have the smell of overnight rice spoiling.
The palace maid surnamed Rong listened to more loud shouts and scolding, her eyes were slightly dark, and her face gradually became a little difficult to see.
Nothing will come of those who push the door and negotiate with the caravan.
Because there is no problem with those caravans, even if it is a foul-smelling dung bag, it is a necessary thing to travel in the city, and the function of this dung bag hanging behind each horse is to hold the horse manure that the horses shoot on the way, so that the horse manure will not be scattered on the streets.
The streets and alleys that the caravan passed through were also the normal roads of the caravan, and the residents in the alleys around the road wanted to obstruct the carain's progress, but there was no reason.
But the most important thing is that there are not many caravans passing by here, and it happens to be at this time.
The most important thing is that the feces excreted by the horses are not so foul that it is obvious that they have eaten some special forage.
If you can buy the ice storage of an ice house directly, you can naturally let the caravan pass by here from time to time.
These are naturally just shameless small means, and they only affect her mood, but not long after the Xie family sent Jiaowei's letter, such things began to appear, which can only show that all the actions are only aimed at her.
After a few breaths of silence, she raised her head, and after drinking the maid who was about to go out and reason with the horse team, let the maid prepare the car.
Now that the queen has personally promised her safety, she knows very well that as long as she does not allow a duel with Ding Ning, she does not need to think about her own safety.
She also knew very well that if these Guanzhong people were shameless, there would be countless means she couldn't imagine.
Even if the current troubles are solved, there will be many more new ones.
Since she didn't want her to live here for breakfast, she changed places.
Changling is so big, can these high rollers in the pass be able to fill them all with horse teams?
She walked out of the courtyard and boarded the carriage.
There were no accidents, and the carriage left the stinking alley and began to make its way to some secluded alleys.
There are many elegant food shops in this alley.
However, before her carriage had officially entered the alley, a man in a short coat who looked very rough had already walked through the shops, and at the same time paid the owners of each shop the equivalent of several days' profits, just to let the shops close for the day and not do business.
Some of the customers who dined at these restaurants were also generously compensated and were all happy.
The only unpleasant thing is this palace maid surnamed Rong.
By the time her carriage entered the alley, it had become even quieter, and almost all the shops had closed.
She's like a plague.
It was as if everything we were passing through had become a dead zone.
The sun is already thick, and the heat is sultry.
When the driver began to be confused, she was silent for a moment and said, "Go to Xizi Tower." ”
Happy eyebrows, Xishaolou is one of the most famous restaurants in Changling, and that restaurant belongs to Jiaodong County.
She didn't believe that the Guanzhong people could keep her from drinking in this restaurant.
The driver was familiar with the restaurant, and the wheels of the carriage seemed to become light again, and as he approached a stone bridge not far from the restaurant, the wheels jumped slightly, as if they were about to fly.
However, at this moment, Huo Ran, a palace maid surnamed Rong, whose face had returned to calm in the carriage, raised her head.
She heard many horses' hooves.
The place she had been walking through had been like a plague-ridden dead street, but at this moment, the alley she was walking through suddenly became extremely lively.
In the surrounding alleys, there are many horse teams.
The horses seemed to be in a hurry, and they were all in a hurry to get there.
So in the next short time, the road around her carriage was jammed.
Numerous noisy noises rang out in the horse team.
Each horse carries a dung bag behind it, and the horse manure in the dung bag emits a smoky stench.
It's like she's in a dungheap.
At this moment, she seemed to sense something, and looked out through the gap in the curtain of the car.
That's the Joy Tower.
Behind the railing upstairs, a young man in an ordinary green coat stood looking at her as if he were looking at the scenery lightly, holding a bowl of cold soup in his hand, and the bowl was full of condensed water droplets.