Xu Zizhen's words shocked Lord Chongzong who was far away in Xixia to the point where he almost sent someone to find him. But he himself didn't know that the last few days of traveling had actually made him very tired, and he had just cheated Xu Bingzhe.
After feeling relieved, I looked at Zhuo Ya's peaceful sleeping posture and fell asleep unconsciously.
When he woke up again, he found that the window had darkened, and when he turned around, he found Zhuo Ya looking at him with wide eyes.
Xu Zizhen felt relieved: "You are finally awake, you almost scared me to death."
Zhuo Ya looked at him expressionlessly and said, "I'm hungry."
Xu Zizhen stood up and rubbed his numb legs: "I'll find you something to eat. Wait."
Zhuo Ya watched Xu Zizhen go out, reached out to lift up the quilt, looked at his clothes, bit her lip and cursed in a low voice: "Thieves!"
She was originally wearing a long white dress, but now she only had a middle coat on her body, and there was a brown stain from the bottom of the collar to the chest. It smelled like medicine, and the stain was obvious.
It was rubbed...
Not long after, Xu Zizhen came back, holding a big blue and white bowl in his hand. He walked over and sat beside the bed, and stretched out his hand to hug Zhuo Ya out of habit.
Zhuo Ya glared: "Whore, what are you doing?"
Xu Zizhen was so frightened that his hands shook, and he said angrily: "What else can I do if I help you get up to drink porridge? I treat my kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs."
Zhuo Ya sat up and said angrily: "I'll do it myself." As she said this, she stretched out her hand to take the bowl, but after all, her high fever had not subsided and her hands and feet were weak, so her hands went weak and almost knocked over the porridge.
Xu Zizhen quickly caught it with quick eyes and hands, and said helplessly: "I'm afraid of you, just sit still and I'll feed you. I promise not to touch you, okay?"
Zhuo Ya rolled her eyes at him, said nothing, and obediently drank from Xu Zizhen's hand.
A bowl of fragrant millet porridge was quickly drank up, and a layer of dense sweat appeared on Zhuo Ya's forehead. Xu Zizhen took a handkerchief and wiped it carefully for her, and said: "Look, I'm talking.
Forget it, I haven’t met you, have I? Don’t always think of me so lustfully and scream like a lewd thief all day long..."
Zhuo Ya snorted: "Who took off my clothes? Who wiped the medicine stain on my chest?"
"Uh..." Xu Zizhen was at a loss for words and quickly changed the subject, "Lie down while you're sweating and don't get windy!" As soon as he finished speaking, he ran out the door as if he was running away.
Zhuo Ya looked at Xu Zizhen's disappearing back, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she hummed softly: "You are a cowardless gangster."
These days, Zhuo Ya doesn't know when her opinion of Xu Zizhen has slowly changed. In fact, Xu Zizhen is not really a "prostitute". The incident of being molested by him in Lanzhou City has long been reported.
Qiao Yi and others proved that it was a misunderstanding, but Zhuo Ya, as the person involved, could not solve the problem.
Xu Zizhen didn't know Zhuo Ya's change of mind. He just subconsciously ran away when he saw her angry. Or was it because of what happened at the beginning?
Body and creamy skin.
Less than half an hour later, Xu Zizhen came back cautiously, holding a teapot in his hand. He put his head in his head and smiled dryly: "Well... it's easy to deal with it now that you're awake. Get ready early. Tomorrow
Just leave if you can."
After all, Zhuo Ya is the goddess of the snow mountain, and her medical skills are the best in Tubo. Naturally, the cold weather is not a problem. If she hadn't been confused by the fever earlier, it would not have been Xu Zizhen's turn to boil medicine for her.
Early the next morning, Zhuo Ya's fever had completely subsided. Although her body was still a little weak, traveling was no longer a problem. Xu Zizhen was worried and simply spent money to buy a cart, hitch the horse and let Zhuo Ya
Ya sat in the car. This car was well made and had a thick soft top. Sitting in the car, no wind could escape. Xu Zizhen bought a bunch of fruits and snacks for Zhuo Ya to eat on the way to relieve her boredom. Although Zhuo Ya had no words on her lips,
I said nothing, but I took Xu Zizhen's thoughtfulness into my heart.
The case of Guixiangchun's silk fabrics being defrauded has not been resolved yet, and extra personnel were deployed at the city gate to check the people coming in and out. However, Xu Zizhen was not embarrassed at all. Firstly, there was nothing else in his car except Zhuo Ya. Secondly,
He also has no beard, and looks like a gentle and handsome young man.
After leaving the city, I picked up Daye at the small temple yesterday and handed the car over to him. Xu Zizhen got into the car and grabbed snacks with Zhuo Ya. They teased each other for a while and it was leisurely and carefree along the way.
Gotta be tight.
Daye's driving skills were fully demonstrated at this time. The three-horse carriage was fast and steady. It ran freely on the official road and arrived in Bianjing, the capital of the Song Dynasty, in only six or seven days.
Only when Xu Zizhen arrived here did he realize that it was not called Bianliang yet. It was unclear whether the name was from the Yuan Dynasty or the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Fortunately, Zhuo Ya was from Tubo and was worse than him. Daye didn't understand anything.
After entering the city gate, I looked around and watched the excitement. I looked like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. Everything I looked at was new.
It has to be said that even Xu Zizhen was shocked by the prosperity of Bianjing. There were towering pavilions in the city, shops lined on both sides of the streets, and the streets were bustling with people. The Northern Song Dynasty was not in vain as the richest country in the world at that time. You know
At this time, the Song Dynasty had already sprouted the seeds of capitalism, hundreds of years earlier than Rome.
Xu Zizhen was filled with emotion when he finally arrived in Bianjing after long-awaited arrival, but the next thing was what gave him the biggest headache - where to find Master Qi?
The three of them found an inn to drop off at. Xu Zizhen made arrangements and asked Daye to take care of Zhuo Ya first. He left the inn alone and went to the street. After asking where the official office was, he hurried over.
This was the plan he had thought up early in the morning. He asked the officials about Wen Chengyan's whereabouts. If he was still in Bianjing or not far away, he would go to him first. Mr. Wen is a member of the Seventh Master, and he is the best way to introduce him.
It's convenient and safest, and it also avoids any trouble caused by Xu Bingzhe and Wang Fu's gangsters.
It was Shen Shi time, which was about three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Xu Zizhen rushed to the outside of the Libu Yamen as quickly as possible, only to find that the place was still very lively. The door was open, and he could see the crowds of people in the courtyard inside from a distance.
Xu Zizhen secretly marveled that although the Jin Kingdom's invasion war is now tense, there are still many people who want to become officials. He understands the thoughts of those people. It doesn't matter whether the country is broken or not. Anyway, he can make a profit whenever he can.
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There were two officers on duty at the door. Xu Zizhen took out a piece of silver from his sleeves, leaned over and said with a compensatory smile: "Master, you are troubled, I want to ask something." As he spoke, he took the silver without leaving any trace.
Stuffed it.
The official looked unmoved. He hid the money with a flip of his hand and looked at Xu Zizhen: "What's your background?"
Xu Zizhen was stunned for a moment and replied casually: "Uh... the masses."