Chapter 51 Nothing

Several people were drinking at Zhang Wulang's house, and Wulang's wife Cai personally cooked and drank two drinks at the meal.

Xue Chongxun had already forgotten the daytime incident and had fun until late at night. Because it was too late, he took a bowl at Zhang Wulang's house and returned the next morning.

He first went to the Prince's Study room and looked through the letters and documents sent yesterday. It was nothing important, but a letter to apologize for his son reminded Xue Chongxun of the fight in a restaurant yesterday.

He glanced at the beginning without looking at the content. The Censorate Li Renhou, the Censor of the Censorate, thought to himself that he was so arrogant. It turned out that he was from the Censorate. Except for ordinary people, even middle and lower-level bureaucrats were afraid of offending him.

Xue Chongxun turned his head and saw that there was a pen on the inkstone, so he picked it up and wrote: "Son is not the fault of Godfather."Then I wrote a note on it: In three or five days, the man named Li from the inner factory was released.

After writing, Xue Chongxun took a rough look at other things, picked up a booklet signed by Zhang Shuo, and left the prince's kingdom.

The name in the book "Biography of the Green Clothing Messenger" seems to be a novel book such as Tang legends. The author was actually Zhang Shuo of the Central Secretariat, so Xue Chongxun wanted to take a look...

Zhang said that this old boy can actually write novels.

After sobering up, Xue Chongxun sat down in the cottage by Tingyu Lake and read the novel written by Zhang Shuo.

I don’t know how long it took, but when he stopped to rest, he looked at the scenery around Tingyu Lake and recited casually: The breeze is coming, and the water waves are not stirring.

Unexpectedly, a voice behind him said: Xue Lang is quite elegant.

Xue Chongxun looked back and saw Yuwen Ji walking towards her with a medicine box, probably going to heal the new barbarian girl.

She put the medicine box on a stone stool and then grabbed Xue Chongxun: You are so free, tell me Journey to the West.

Why do you love listening to stories so much?Journey to the West is almost finished.

While talking, Xue Chongxun looked down at Tang Xuanqi on the stone table, and then picked it up and handed it over. You can take it to read the freshly baked storybook, which you can't buy outside now.

Yuwen Ji was unhappy: If I don’t watch it, I like to listen to you.

Xue Chongxun had no choice but to sit down and tell her the story she had just read, Zhang Shuo collected the "Biography of the Green Messenger" which was described in a book.

Yang Chongyi, a wealthy man in Chang'an, murdered his wife Liu and his lover. No one knew about the crime because of his clever means of committing the crime. Later, the case was solved because the parrot was erected in front of the hall, and the court appointed the parrot as a green envoy.

This story seems nothing strange to Xue Chongxun. He just read a little while ago the parrot in front of the hall appeared in the book, and he had not seen the development of the story he guessed later...

But at this time, people felt it was bizarre and fresh, and Yuwen Ji also listened with relish.

Unexpectedly, the plot was too short, and Yu Wenji was still not satisfied and held Xue Chongxun's sleeve and had to continue talking.

Xue Chongxun said with a bitter face: I am not saying that Mr. Shu doesn’t have so many anecdotes to tell you, why don’t you go to the tea shop to listen to rap?

Yuwen Ji smiled and said: It’s either Xue Rengui or a flower is boring. It’s still what the Langjun said is nice. Sun Wuzi likes the White Bone Spirit and is so interesting. Let me tell you one more.

It turns out that you like fairies and monsters to talk about love... Xue Chongxun pondered for a moment and slapped his thighs and said, "The Legend of White Snake".

Yuwen Ji was overjoyed and hurriedly sat upright with her hands on her chin, looking at Xue Chongxun seriously with her apricot blossom eyes, for fear of missing a word.

Xue Chongxun had to recall and get up, but he couldn't remember many plots clearly and had to make up for it temporarily. As he talked, he asked Xu Xian to take the green snake into the harem, which was very different from the original work's artistic conception.

Later Yuwen Xiao also asked: Does Xu Xian like more white snakes or more green snakes?

Xue Chongxun was very ashamed.

It was noon when Xue Chongxun stopped and suddenly found that there were more than a dozen maids standing behind the pavilion listening, with washing clothes, wooden barrels, copper basins and other items on the ground.

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Women in the yard often mention Xue Chongxun, even the two new barbarians were the same, but they were trying to find Xue Chongxun to help his parents.

The villa they live in is on the edge of the peach blossom forest planted around Tingyu Lake. Although the place is not big, it is quiet and elegant, and the interior decoration is also good.

Every day, a servant comes to clean up and brings all kinds of delicious dishes, as well as silk, silk and other materials for making clothes.

However, the good days of being rich and well-off did not make them happy. Every time Xiaoman feeds Daman food, Daman cries constantly.

At this moment, Xiaoman, who was wearing a white dress, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and fed it to Daman's mouth, she shed tears again, and she held back her head and lowered her head to change the topic: What kind of dish is this?

Xiaoman said: It is called "Wuxinzhi".

Daman suddenly cried: My parents and brothers were suffering and anxious at home all day long, but I was eating "Wuxin Roast" here.

The name does not mean this... Xiaoman was afraid that she would not be able to eat anything to be harmful to her injuries, so he hurriedly said, "I heard Pei Niang, who followed the girl who delivered the food, tell the origin of the name. It was said that there was an official from the Tang Dynasty who once hunted for food outside the suburbs and praised the meat made by villagers. After returning, he promoted it extensively. Because he got the food under the heart, he named it "Wuxinzhi".This is not the other one. Sister should not be too careful. Eat more and take care of the injury.

Wuyi Daman sat down and pondered for a while, wiped his tears with his sleeves and said: That day, the King of Jin came over and said that he was powerless when he was in trouble in the country. It must be just an excuse.I had heard from the Zhang family that the King of Jin was in the court and many people suspected that he would become the emperor himself.If you don’t believe that such a person can’t even make decisions about a small place in the south. My sister sees that this yard is small and is better than the place where the head of Nanzhao lives... And if it is really powerless as King Jin said, why would the Zhang family send us here?The Zhang family is a wise man who understands everything, and the leader must ask him about anything first.

Xiaoman said: Sister is right. The King of Jin is unwilling to help us. He must think that it is not worth it for us two women. This is the reason.It's no wonder that he is good to us, much better than the Nanzhao people.

Daman thought for a while and said: I have to use a method... My injury has not healed yet, so I have to let my sister do the matter.After saying that, he leaned over and whispered in Xiaoman's ear for a while.

Is it useful?Xiaoman asked in a daze.

Wuyi Daman said: The matter is done by man, now this is the only way. If it doesn’t work, I can only bite the bullet and go underground to accompany my relatives, so as to avoid suffering here all day long. These delicacies are even more uncomfortable than taking poison.Are you scared?

Xiaoman stared with big eyes and said seriously: Don't be afraid.

At this moment, when he heard a sound of footsteps outside, Daman put his index finger on his lips and said: Someone is here.

Xiaoman stood up and reached the window and looked back and said: King Jin!

Daman hurriedly stood up and walked into the inner room: After a while, he said I had fallen asleep. He saw that I was injuring me and was inconvenient to touch you. It would be better if he avoided it.

After a while, he saw Xue Chongxun coming in, looked at the food on the table and asked: Where is Daman?

The girl in white dress bent her knees and bowed and said, "Sister is asleep, why don't I go and ask her to get up to see the prince."

No, let her rest more.

Xue Chongxun waved his hand and said, "I met Yuwen Ji at first. She said your sister is not seriously injured. You just need to change medicine frequently to prevent the wound from worsening and healing. You don't have to worry too much... Just call me Langjun like other people in the house. The prince is called by people outside.

Thank you for your concern.Xiaoman said obediently. Although her accent had a special smell like Jiannan's accent, it sounded comfortable.

Xue Chongxun looked at Xiaoman's face with inadvertent eyes. It was as clean as a spring without rouge. Only the thin black eyebrows seemed to have been trimmed a little. The tight and tender skin was completely pure with youth. The young lady is really good.

If you live in Chang'an, you can take in a foreign beauty thousands of miles away. Xue Chongxun was very satisfied with Zhang Jiancheng's gift, but he was a little regretful that Daman had cut off his hand.

At this time, Xiaoman blushed and said with a hint: Mr. Lang has come to see us twice. Don’t you want to see the charm of the Southern Kingdom?

Xue Chongxun was stunned and accidentally swallowed with a mouthful of saliva.

Xiaoman walked closer and whispered: We were adopted by the heads of Nanzhao at less than ten years old. The person who educated us was the most famous witch in Nanzhao. Not only did he teach many skills, he also ate special herbs all year round.Now that you are the man who has become a husband, you can only taste it... While she said, she twisted her soft waist and gently stroked her neck with her hands, drawing a delicate and undulating line.

Seeing that Xue Chongxun was still standing there with his eyes staring and not moving, Xiaoman grabbed his hand and placed it on his back, pressed it over and raised his head and exhaled like an orchid.

Xue Chongxun suddenly felt that her body was soft and boneless. Although it was not as plump as a Tang Dynasty woman, it had a unique slim and warm feeling.

Now I belong to Mr. Wang, you can do whatever you want.Xiaoman's voice is very attractive.

It was just afternoon in broad daylight but it did not affect Xue Chongxun's desire.The environment is also very quiet. Occasionally, there is a sing of birds, and the sunlight outside the window prints a shadow of the eaves on the ground.

Xue Chongxun looked down at Xiaoman's short skirt that was not yet reached her knees, and couldn't help but reach out to touch her bare thighs, as if she could feel the elasticity and vitality of youth at once.

Xiaoman naturally had no intention of resisting, and he didn't even have any half-resistance that Han women often had. Obviously, the barbarian women were not graceful but enthusiastic, and they enthusiastically catered to them with various subtle actions.

From Yinya's movement of biting his lower lip and stroking the fingertips of Xue Chongxun's chest to the slight breathing of breath and the slightest smell of his fragrance, all of them teased his nerves...