The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 250: can have a drink

  Chapter 250 Can you drink a cup?

  Tang Wan made up at home.

   Baoqin stood guard outside the guest house, blushing.

  What's the matter, brought the man back to take a shower, and ran away in a hurry, but it turned out that the poor Baoqin was here to serve.

   Fortunately, he looked disgusted and drove Baoqin out like a pig, otherwise would he have to serve and bathe inside?

  No, why do you hate holding the piano? At that time, the strings haven't let you pay for it!

  Tang Wanzhuang appeared in front of her: "Why are you standing here?"

  Holding the qin and muttering: "Didn't the lady ask me to serve you?"

Tang Wanzhuang pinched her head and said angrily: "Let you arrange to fetch water for someone, and then why do you go there after fetching water? What are you thinking? It's been almost an hour, and you think he is a pickle? Long?"

  Baoqin: "...I can soak for that long."

   "Aren't you just a pickle!" Tang Wanzhuang glanced at the door and lowered her voice expectantly: "You have been standing outside, did you hear the sound of the piano inside?"

   "No." Baoqin educated, "Miss, that's a stinky bear."

  Tang Wanzhuang helped him explain: "This is an ugly time, no one plays the piano at this time."

  Holding the piano and squinting at her, he didn't speak.

  Tang Wanzhuang coughed dryly twice, and knocked lightly on the door.

   Zhao Changhe's voice came from inside the door: "Please come in."

  Tang Wanzhuang pushed the door open and entered. What he saw at a glance was Zhao Changhe sitting in front of the window in cloaked clothes, writing.

  The sound of rain outside the window, and the green light on the table.

  The man puts on his clothes and holds a pen, and sits at his desk at night.

  Tang Wanzhuang's heart skipped a beat unconsciously, always feeling that this scene seemed to be what she saw in a dream, and it touched the heartstrings even more than the previous assumption that he was playing the piano.

   It's a pity that instead of delivering a bowl of hot soup, I came to ask him when he was leaving.

   "What are you writing?" She walked up slowly and looked up quietly.

   is a secret book.

"The previous agreement with Sisi, I want to provide her with the sword emperor's cheats for a long time. The content of the last time is not much, and it is only a secret level, so it is unsustainable. I feel that they may not be enough. It should be given to the new one. It's over." Zhao Changhe said while writing, "It's an agreement after all... It's fine if you don't have a chance to write in a hurry on weekdays, but when you come to your place, you will remember when you see the pen and paper."

  Tang Wanzhuang subconsciously blurted out: "Because it's Sisi, why not change a man?"

  Zhao Changhe turned his head and glanced at her strangely: "I made an appointment with Han Wubing back then, and I traveled thousands of miles through thorns and thorns. He is not a woman. What does the promise of a man have to do with this?"

  Tang Wanzhuang realized that she had lost her composure, and covered up her emotions by looking down at the words: "Just say that. Hmm... Your set has broken through the secret level?"

   "No, it's just another set. In addition to high-end, they also need quantity. After all, they are a group."

   "Hmm..." Tang Wanzhuang let out a sigh of relief when he saw that he was distracted from talking about men and women.

  Zhao Changhe didn't have the time to say more, he was rushing to finish the draft, and he was about to leave, it would be bad if he waited until dawn.

  Tang Wanzhuang quietly stood by and watched, just like Gusu at that time, who habitually reached out to rub ink for him.

  The lights flickered, but the house became quieter in the rain.

  His handwriting is getting better and better. Although he didn't practice it deliberately, the rough and arrogant sharpness became more and more restrained, and the thick and majestic became more prominent, but if you look closely between the lines, the sharpness is hidden, as if breaking through the paper at any time.

  Words are like a man, and he is like this now.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice holding a piano came from outside the door: "Miss, Yang Yaowu and the others came to report just now, saying that they are all ready. There are at least eighteen Zhao Changhes ready to go. Mr. Zhao's horse is also in the backyard, ready to leave at any time. "

  The quiet night suddenly broke, Zhao Changhe stopped writing, and Tang Wanzhuang came back to his senses.

  The two looked at each other and smiled slightly.

   "Okay." Zhao Changhe handed over the manuscript: "It's time for me to leave."

  Tang Wanzhuang felt slightly regretful, and said in a low voice, "Don't be so rash next time, after all, it's not the time."

"Well. If I have your strength, the capital will be upset by me. All kinds of scruples are really annoying." Zhao Changhe stood up, stretched his waist, and suddenly smiled: "Here I come to the capital, how many times will I run around in one night?" The place is so messy that I don’t know what I’m doing... In the end, I found that it’s the easiest to be by your side, and I don’t have to think about anything.”

  Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips: "Aren't you still full of cheats?"

   "Compared to other things, it is no different from leisure." Zhao Changhe raised the knife leaning on the table: "But actually I don't really want this."

  Tang Wanzhuang was stunned: "Huh?"

  Zhao Changhe turned around and went out: "The next time I hope, with me around, you don't have to think about anything."

  Tang Wanzhuang stared at his back firmly, neither seeing him off nor speaking.

  He has been doing this personally, for the sake of saving some people from coughing.

  ...

  As if by God's will, when Zhao Changhe rode his horse away from Tang Wanzhuang's house, the heavy rain that had been expected suddenly stopped, and there was only a light drizzle, as if sending him off.

At the same time, there was a loud sound of horseshoes, and eighteen "Zhao Changhe" scattered out. Eighteen similar horses and eighteen similar knives came out of the four gates of the capital almost in no particular order, and scattered again. Go in every direction.

  Tang Wanzhuang resisted not climbing up to watch, she was afraid that her gaze would reveal the real Zhao Changhe instead.

  Huangfu stood on a high place with great interest, his eyes swept over the scattered "Zhao Changhe", as if he was testing whether he could recognize which one.

  Finally, he focused on the figure heading south, which was quite recognizable. In fact, where will I find so many snow-walking Wuzi in a while, most of the horseshoes are painted white, and it is impossible to disguise the faces exactly like Zhao Changhe, but they are so abrupt that they can't be distinguished at first glance. prepared.

  This fellow deliberately went south. In fact, you can go to Yanmen and walk through the west gate and north gate. If you go south, you have to make a big circle. Huangfuqing is used to this fellow.

  Watching the figure go away, Huangfuqing sighed slightly.

   Let him go to Beijing this time, the whole situation completely deviates from expectations. The original plan was for him to come in quietly without anyone knowing except himself, and after he had arranged matters in the palace, he would go around in front of his younger brother before dragging him to leave Beijing again and go to the grassland together.

   As a result, someone shouted at the gate of the city, causing a storm. He couldn't hide, and he didn't want to hide, so wherever he went, it was like rushing to the market, and he couldn't do anything in a hurry. Leaving the capital at night like this, it would be inconvenient for him to follow, he just came back, there are a lot of things to do, hiding in the palace can't be wasted.

  Knowing that his choice was right, and it was right not to let her follow her again, Huangfu Qing still felt a little regretful.

   Abducted him to go to Beijing. It was a wrong turn. He should not have come so early. Perhaps after wearing the pig face, Jianhu Yanyu laughed and played like a girl, and the relaxed and wanton journey northward would never be there again.

  The figure left the city and was never seen again. Huangfu took out the pig face mask, exerted a little force with his slender hands, as if he wanted to crush it.

  But the hand froze in the end, and after a while, it was retracted into his arms.

  The left and right cronies whispered: "Concubine, a letter from the grassland."

"Um?"

   "The Venerable Xuanwu said, I understand. If he goes to the grassland, the Venerable will contact him."

"That's fine." Huangfu stretched out his slender hand to catch the drizzle, and suddenly said in a low voice: "He is not strong enough... Zhang Yang is so bold, but he is actually weak inside, unable to withstand the heavy rain. I don't know when he broke through the entrance and peeped into the secret. Tibet, how will the wind and rain be like on the day you go to the capital again?"

  Zhao Changhe arrived ten miles south of the capital in the drizzle.

  The sky is getting slightly brighter. There is a pavilion ten miles away, and there is a post beside the pavilion.

  Zhao Changhe got off his horse, ready to have some breakfast before leaving.

  As soon as he entered the breakfast shop, a pale old man caught his attention.

  He was drinking... This early in the morning, when others drank porridge, he drank, with a sip of wine and a peanut, looking very happy.

  His robes are beautiful and elegant, and he looks like a literati official...but a high official has no entourage, and he drinks by himself alone.

Zhao Changhe's stare seemed to make the other party feel something. The old man turned his head and glanced at him, and smiled slightly: "Little brother, this wine gourd is not bad... It seems that he is of the same interest. In this Qingqiu season, the rainstorm has just stopped, and the pavilion is lightly dawned. Can I have a drink?"

  (end of this chapter)

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