Yun's East Cross Courtyard.
Yun Jin was applying medicine to Li Si's bruised body. Li Si, who should have been sad and angry, said to Yun Jin with a smile: "I'm right. If you piss me off, you'll get a beating, and everything will be fine."
Yun Jin sighed and said, "It's my fault."
Li Si turned over and sat up, put on Luo Shan, asked Yun Jin to lie down, and began to treat his wounds.
While applying the ointment, he said: "I would rather Aye despise me, I would rather Aniang be angry with me, but I would eat you completely into my stomach. Only in this way can I feel at ease."
Yun Jin said a little aggrievedly: "You drugged me..."
Li Si laughed loudly, then gently stroked Yun Jin's back and said: "What's the point of touching and hugging each other every time? You make me feel so passionate and you run away. I feel uncomfortable, and you feel uncomfortable too. Why don't you give me a hug?"
Just do it and I will bear the consequences."
Yun Jin shook his head and said: "There is no reason for you, a weak woman, to bear the consequences. If you want to bear it, I will bear it."
Li Si carefully applied the ointment to Yun Jin and sighed: "If we don't do everything completely, our affairs will be messed up. Aye, my mother-in-law actually has complaints against the royal family because of Aunt Naha's affairs.
of.
Although my father is very confident about Aye, you have also seen that when others criticize Aye, my father will support Aye. When Aye is glorious, I will be the first one to jump out and deal with Aye.
Father, God knows why they are like this.
As you know, my mother-in-law has been at odds with Aye and Aniang for a long time. Under such circumstances, it would be strange if nothing happens if I want to marry you.
I guess the best outcome is to make you Princess Shang.
My man is incomparable, he is superb in both literary and martial arts, he is handsome and handsome, and he is my childhood sweetheart who grew up with me. The most important thing is that there are so many charming bitches in Chang'an, but my man only loves me.
Good man, how could I let you treat me like a bullshit princess?
It should be that I happily marry her."
Yun Jin sighed and said, "If this is the case, your reputation will be ruined."
Li Si touched his buttocks, which had been hit by Jingtiao several times, and took a breath of cold air and said: "The infamous Princess of the Tang Dynasty is the real princess. I plan to compile a book about how I drugged you to harm you.
Copperplate worked overtime to publish it so that every person in the Tang Dynasty must know about it."
Yun Jin exclaimed: "Are you crazy?"
Li Si smiled and said: "If I weren't a bad person, my father and mother would never be able to manipulate Aye, Aniang and you in the marriage. Now I am a bad person. I want to see who else besides you.
Who will be my consort?
My father, the emperor, and my mother, the queen, don’t even want me to get married.”
After saying that, he touched his belly and said regretfully: "It would be better if I had a baby."
Yun Jin touched the red ridge on Li Si's arm with pity and said, "You should tell me, I like you even without drugging."
Li Si raised his eyebrows and said, "You will still be a man in the future."
Yun Jin squeezed Li Si's hand and said, "It's as if you don't have to be a human being. If you are called an adulterer, I must be the adulterer. There is only an adulterer, but it is not a good story without an adulterer."
Hearing this, Li Si leaned into Yun Jin's arms and chuckled. She kissed the corner of Yun Jin's lips with her red lips and said seductively, "How about we become a couple of adulterers and adulterers now?"
Yun Jin pushed Li Sidao away: "We made a mistake once. It was already a bolt from the blue for Aye and Aniang. Do you want to do it again?"
Li Si stuck to Yun Jin and said softly: "I'm not afraid of pain."
Yun Jin said: "I'm afraid, when the thorns came down just now, most of them fell on me. If it doesn't hurt you, it will hurt me to death."
Li Si held onto Yun Jin's neck and said, "How about I blow on the injured area for you so that it won't hurt anymore."
Yun Jin pushed Li Side away and said, "That's nonsense."
Li Sidao: "When I was a child, I was injured. If you blew air into my wound, it wouldn't hurt anymore..."
The young couple were so affectionate in the east courtyard, and Yu Xiurong in the main room was so angry that he almost exploded.
I thought they had been beaten, and the two of them knew how to restrain themselves. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the two of them were stuck together again. I originally wanted to apply medicine to my son's wound, but I didn't expect that the two of them were not ashamed.
Help each other.
This made it impossible for her, an elder, to enter.
Ms. Cui chewed the fried soybeans and said with a smile: "Our family always likes to get the right ones, not expensive ones. What happened to Madam today? Do you have to do the opposite?"
Yu Xiurong said angrily: "Then it depends on what the matter is. You can say this about money matters. How can your daughter-in-law use cheap goods? Naturally, the more precious the better."
Mrs. Cui said: "It will take a lot of effort and a lot of money, and you will have to be humble."
Yu Xiurong said angrily: "My family has no strength or money, or are we both the kind of people who will never give up regardless of our children's happiness?"
Mrs. Cui chewed the soybeans till they were fragrant, took Yu Xiurong and said: "Madam, all the children in our family are successful and good children, and they all think about their own affairs. What did the two of them say in the room?
After hearing this, the old slave thought that the first step was to grab the copper plate and beat him before speaking.
He was not allowed to publish books for the prince and the princess, and all the printing houses in Chang'an and Luoyang were not allowed to publish books for the prince and the princess.
Otherwise, if you really want to ruin the reputation of the princess, you might anger your majesty and the queen. For now, just keep the matter of the princess and the prince within a small circle, and just say it was a young couple who temporarily
I can’t control it and have no other appeal.”
Yu Xiurong clenched his fists and shouted angrily: "Hit me hard, it's the bastard copper plate that prints no matter what book, and that's what caused today's disaster.
Tell him that if he dares to publish those messy books again, I will dismantle his book printing workshop."
Seeing that Yu Xiurong's anger was beginning to be transferred to the unfortunate guy Tongban, Cui whispered: "You must be severely punished. I will arrange it now."
Tongban got up in the morning and just finished washing. He watched the clerks of the printing shop open the door and the shopkeeper put a large cup of boiling tea with yellow rock sugar into Tongban's hand.
Just when Tongban was ready to enjoy his first cup of strong tea in the morning, a dozen burly men rushed in from outside, holding down Tongban and kicking him in turn.
These tough men only stopped when the copper they kicked was no longer able to cry out.
The kicked copper plate, even though his whole body was sore, still said firmly to the big men who beat him: "Okay, good fight, you are domineering in my Jinchangfang, you don't want to live anymore."
Seeing that he still had the strength to threaten others, the strong men remembered Cui Butler's instructions, so they placed the copper plate in the middle again and took turns to kick him.
After the strong men finished their work and left, the shopkeeper and his assistants quickly carried Copper Coin to a chair and sat down. As soon as Copper Coin sat down, he spat out blood-stained spit and screamed: "Can't you just talk about something?
It’s not like I won’t do anything, why do you have to give me a beating?”
The shopkeeper put the hot tea back into Copper's hand and said, "Thankfully, I found out that it was someone from the mansion and didn't come forward to help. If a fight breaks out, the printing shop will not be safe."
Tongban stared at his shopkeeper without saying a word...
The shopkeeper continued: "Boss, please don't think that this old man is too talkative, that he hasn't stepped forward to help you, and that he's harming you by stopping the guys from helping you. This is all for your own good.
What do you think..."
"Bah!" The angry Copper finally collected a mouthful of blood and gave the rest to the shopkeeper. He wanted to explain the matter clearly to the snobbish shopkeeper, but he immediately felt that something was wrong and called the guys to gather around him.
Circle, circle the shopkeeper inside, and kick him together.
Since the madam wants people to circle around and kick him, there must be something he did to make the madam angry. Copper can tolerate this kind of thing, but what cannot be tolerated is the shopkeeper's behavior of blaming all the faults on him.
Since his status is lower than that of his wife, he can bear it when she vents her anger on him for no reason. Then, the shopkeeper has a lower status than himself, and if he vents his anger on him, he can only tolerate it.
Not to mention, the shopkeeper is basically the one who makes the final decision on everything in the store. Any fault that makes Madam angry must be the shopkeeper’s fault. Therefore, this beating of the shopkeeper is not unjust.
After a while, the owner and shopkeeper of the largest printing house in the Tang Dynasty were finally able to sit together and drink hot tea calmly with a bruised nose and face. After being beaten, they did not dare to slack off. They must find out the reason for the madam's anger in the shortest possible time.
become.
Otherwise, this kind of beating will befall them again at any time.
Chang'an has not changed much. In the past, the Big Wild Goose Pagoda regarded Chang'an as a huge sundial like a pointer. Now there are more pillars of the Tianshu of the Wan Guo De, one long and one short, like the flying needle on a watch, urging
Chang'an people cherish good times and live their lives happily.
Compared with Chang'an, a mature city that has been almost rebuilt, Luoyang has been demolished by the Wu brothers and is in a mess. There are construction sites everywhere, broken walls and ruins, and refugees everywhere.
The people of Luoyang lived in excessive shacks.
Yunchu's horse hooves just stepped onto the Tianjin Bridge in front of the Imperial City, and he jumped off the horse to re-examine this Tianjin Bridge that was different from the past.
The Tianjin Bridge in the past was a pontoon bridge built with iron chains to connect ships. The Tianjin Bridge in front of you is a stone arch bridge.
Standing on the bridge, Yunchu looked forward and finally caught a glimpse of the Tianjin Bridge. It was indeed a small-span porous arc-shaped stone arch bridge with stone slabs on the deck.
The Luoshui River flowed gently under the bridge. Yun Chu looked at it for a while and finally determined that the bridge should be a monument in the architectural history of the Tang Dynasty, rather than an obstacle to flood discharge.
Pei Xingjian, who was thirty miles away to meet the emperor, saw that Yunchu was not in a hurry to meet the saint, but stopped by the bridge. He asked in confusion: "What's so good about this?"
Yun Chu patted the jade railing on the Tianjin Bridge and said, "What do you, a warrior, know?"
Pei Xingjian looked at Yun Chu with cold eyes and said, "You just slaughtered 300,000 Dingkou. Aren't you a martial artist?"
Yun Chu patted the railing and sang softly: "The autumn water of Jinqiao is soaked in red clouds, and the smoke and willows are blown by the wind on the bank. The green chariot does not come and the golden palace is closed, and the palace oriole brings out the sunflowers in its mouth."
After reciting, his eyes fell on Pei Xingjian's face, and then he smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "I forgot, I shouldn't recite poems and compose poems in front of a warrior like you."
Pei Xingjian held back the anger in his heart and said, "If you don't recite poetry in front of me, then who should you recite poetry in front of?"
Yun Chu looked at the inscription in front of the Tianjin Bridge and said: "The builders of this bridge, Wu Chengsi and Wu Sansi, should be able to understand my commander's mood when he saw the Tianjin Bridge."
I went home last night and found that seven or eight tiles on the wall of my kitchen had fallen off. It seems that I am also a victim of this earthquake. The place where I live is 140 kilometers away from the disaster area in a straight line.
This chapter has been completed!