Princess Gao Yang wanted to say something else, but when she saw the debater, she suddenly realized that what she had done was too much. She lowered her head and felt a trace of apology in her heart.

Alas, I am asking for too much. I have already left the palace, so how can I dare to ask for so much?

Princess Gaoyang sighed, and now she began to gradually accept the fact that she had fled.

Finally, the plain porridge finally entered Princess Gaoyang's belly.

Today is different from the past. Since she has chosen to elope with Bianji, she has to go to the end even if she suffers hardships and is tired.

She must not be picky. It is difficult for her in all aspects. How can it not be difficult to argue?

The night passed like this.

Early the next morning, when the rooster crows, Bianji has already gotten up, washed up, and is ready to find some work.

He glanced at Gao Yang, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, and stood at the door for a long time, but finally turned around and left without waking her up.

The market in the early morning is not very busy yet, and most of the vendors have just set up their stalls.

Bian Ji walked aimlessly on the street, and stopped when he came to a restaurant.

Maybe, I can work as an errand boy in this restaurant.

With this thought in mind, Bian Ji entered the building, and the aroma of wine and delicious food immediately hit his nostrils.

"Hey, guest officer, you are a new face? Do you want to be a top-notch person or stay in a hotel?"

As soon as I entered, the waiter waved the rag and came up to me and asked.

Bianji smiled. It was the first time he came out to look for work, so he was a little nervous.

He scratched his head involuntarily and said with a shy smile: "Store, I... am not here to stay. I just want to ask you, do we still need errands here?"

After hearing this, the waiter was slightly stunned.

When he learned that Bian Ji was looking for a job, he was extremely suspicious.

A monk looking for work is a bit strange no matter how you look at it.

The waiter suddenly lost his respectful look towards the customers, wiped his hands with the rag on his shoulder, and began to look at the counter intentionally or unintentionally.

Hmm... The person looks fair and clean. After reading the first impression, the waiter at the store thought he was passable and said calmly: "Errenderman, wait a minute. I have to ask our shopkeeper. Just wait here."

Bar."

After saying that, he left. When he came back a short time later, he didn't even look at the counter and said "no", then put on a smile to greet the guests who had just come in.

Bianji suddenly became the focus of attention because of the waiter's words of "no".

Some young ladies and gentlemen, looking at Bian Ji's impoverished appearance, began to whisper.

"This young monk looks quite decent, how could he be so destitute that he needs to go out and look for work?"

"Hey, what you said is wrong. Although our city of Chang'an is the capital of the country, there are still some poor families. I see that he is dressed simply, so he must be a child of a poor family."

"I don't think so. With his pretty features, he must not have been raised by a poor family. In my opinion, this little monk must have fallen into disgrace, or the temple has closed down."

"That's right. Judging from the temperament in his movements, it is not something that a child from a poor family can have. Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm really curious about what changes he has gone through."

The diners around were talking a lot and constantly pointing at the machine.

Listening to the back-and-forth discussion, Bianji felt a little flustered for a moment. Feeling that he had lost a lot of face, he hurriedly left.

On the way, Bianji sighed helplessly. The elopement life in just one day turned out to be so exhausting.

I had to make my own meals, and I was rejected when looking for a job.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but think of the days when he was still in the temple.

In fact, it’s not bad to chant sutras and recite Buddha’s name every day, right?

Bianji regretted eloping with Princess Gaoyang.

…………

As time passed slowly, Bianji walked through streets one after another and asked the waiters or teahouses in one place after another. The sun had already reached noon before he knew it.

He looked up at the time and sighed helplessly.

From the day when the rooster crows when I got up to look for a job, several envoys have passed by, and it's already noon, but I still found nothing.

This feeling of frustration made the debater even more uncomfortable.

"That's it, that's it. Let's go back first and come out to look for it after dinner."

Bianji sighed again, and then walked towards his and Princess Gaoyang's temporary residence.

At the same time, not long after Princess Gaoyang had washed herself, she squatted next to the stove fire and blew randomly on the firewood that was sending out thick smoke.

She knew that Bianji had gone out early to make a living, so she thought of cooking by herself so that Bianji could have hot meals when he came back.

But she...she really overestimated herself too much.

In the past, she had lived in a comfortable position for more than ten years, and she had never even worn the clothes herself. How could she cook like a good wife and mother?

She couldn't help but become frustrated. After several attempts to no avail, she was so angry that she kicked the stove over.

Gao Yang looked at the continuously rolling stove and said angrily: "I am so angry with this princess. If I were still in the palace, how could I be so tired?"

She suddenly felt regretful and turned around to look at the house they had almost lost all their money to buy. It was still a shabby thatched cottage, and she became even more angry.

Last night, when she was sleeping, she was still thinking that there was no room for regret for the path she had chosen. No matter how hard or tiring it was, she could just live with Bian Ji. Now...

Gao Yang's eyes turned red inexplicably.

This is completely different from the elopement she imagined!!

"How could this happen? Why did my sister also elope, but the result was so good?"

"My sister's husband, Qin Wenyuan, not only achieved great success, but also had his father and the emperor personally order the awarding of titles. He even regrets his decision to expel his sister from the royal family."

"Why, why is it so difficult for me to even eat..."

Gao Yang muttered to himself, becoming more and more sad as he spoke.

It was at this time that the defense machine came back.

Seeing the thick smoke coming out from behind the house, I felt anxious and ran over quickly.

"Xia He! Where are you? Are you okay?"

Bianji looked flustered. After not seeing Gao Yang in the main hall, he quickly went around to the back of the house.

When he looked at the situation of Gao Yang and the stove, he suddenly froze on the spot.

When Gao Yang saw that the debate machine had come back, his little face blackened by smoke was completely filled with grievances, and his tears fell even more fiercely.

"Ding Lin, woo woo woo..."

Gao Yang sobbed.

"Why are you crying? But you burned your hands by lighting the fire?"

Bianji hurriedly ran to Gao Yang, knelt down and began to comfort Gao Yang, while secretly breathing a sigh of relief in his heart.

He thought the house was on fire, but it turned out to be okay, there was no fire and everyone was fine.

Listening to Bianji's inquiry, Gao Yang sniffed arrogantly, wiped his tears, and then pointed at the stove and said angrily: "They! They are the ones bullying me. I want to light a fire for you to cook, but they are...

You can’t light it! You just want to go against me!”

Hearing this, Bianji was amused. Looking at the stove where the smoke was still billowing, he felt angry and funny at the same time.

He smiled and said angrily: "Xia He, I thought something happened. It turns out that it is like this. Since you can't make a fire, you can just wait for me to come back. Why bother to be angry with a pile of wood? Look at it.

Are you so angry?"

"I...I..." Gao Yang was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, okay." Bianji laughed again and continued: "Go and wash your face quickly. Isn't it just living and cooking? I will do it."

After the words fell, Gao Yang nodded, and then he walked into the house.

By the time Gao Yang came out again, Bian Ji had already started cooking.

At this moment, Gao Yang sat quietly and looked at the figure who was busy working on his machine, and suddenly said: "Ding Lin, you have been out for so long today, but have you found any work?"

Hearing this, Bian Ji paused as he lit a fire in his hand, then smiled and said: "Now due to the locust disaster in Chang'an City a few days ago, many people know that Chang'an City is safe, and they have flocked in to try to stay safe for the rest of their lives.

"

"When there are more people here, it won't be so easy to find jobs. After dinner, I will continue to look for them."

After finishing speaking, he continued to light the fire.

Gao Yang pouted and said angrily: "Yes, it's all my sister's husband Qin Wenyuan's fault. It was the solution he provided to deal with the locusts that made you unable to find a job now. It's really abominable!"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.

After hearing this, Bian Ji felt that Gao Yang thought things were too simple.

If it weren't for Qin Wenyuan's handling of the locust disaster, it's hard to say whether Chang'an City would exist now.

As soon as Qin Wenyuan was mentioned, Bianji felt a sense of frustration.
To be continued...