The strong man frowned slightly, turned away, and said with a smile: "Little sir, do you want me to lie down on the firewood and taste my courage?" Han Shaer Zhenger denied: "No, Coptis chinensis is lighter, it can clear away heat and detoxify, but the effect is far inferior.
!" It was still a bitter word, and the powerful man turned around and said, "Qingchi, your home is in Longmen Mountain. Is it easy to pick bamboo leaves??" The prospective attendant replied: "I vaguely remember that there is a clump of bamboo forest beside Luohua River. There is a bamboo forest right now.
Half-dried leaves, I will return to my hometown to get them for the prince." The powerful man nodded: "That's fine, the list will be released at the end of the month, there are not many important things, I will inform the Ministry of Rites, I love you, please go and get married!"
It was a good thing that took both public and private interests into account, paid vacations, the imperial court issued provincial money, and the royal palace was on official business, with fees and rewards - as expected, when the powerful man waved his hand, the housekeeper presented him with a hundred taels of silver notes.
The bank note was too hot to accept, so Hua Qingchi waved his hand repeatedly, and Li Shi said "hmm" in displeasure, then he accepted it and bowed to say goodbye.
After leaving the palace, Hua Qingchi asked: "My lord, why do you have to get the bamboo leaves from Longmen Mountain? Aren't they all the same?" Han Shaer pretended to be mysterious: "You should know that there are oranges in the south and tangerines in the north - Longmen Mountain is located in the Central Plains, with four distinct seasons, and the bamboo leaves are naturally
Different from the south, the word "Longmen" is even rarer." Hua Qingchi thought about it, but ignored it and politely invited him: "The number of dry and wet bamboo leaves is uncertain for laymen. I would like to ask you to thank the eldest son for your hard work. Can you come with me? It's just that.
, it will delay your preparation for the exam."
Why are you preparing for the exam? You usually burn incense, but why are you cramming the Buddha's feet? Han Shaer hit the mark. In addition to playing pranks, he also wanted to trace the origin of the matter, so he responded happily: "Okay, you can talk about the palace exam along the way, and you can kill three birds with one stone."
Outside the imperial city, Hua Qingchi was polite and polite, got on the sedan chair and urged the bearer to move quickly. As if it was a fool, Han entered the guild hall first. After the two of them had eaten and drank, they studied politics, and then the disciples returned and gave a brief explanation.
After finishing the matters, we took the horses and set off - the prince said he wanted to visit his relatives, but the attendants did not dare to take it seriously. He left without any family members or bodyguards.
He was good at riding. He held the horse's belly tightly and shook the reins. When changing horses at the thirty-mile post station, he couldn't run fast and was out of breath. He arrived at Tongguan when it was dark and could not be seen. Han Silly didn't care if he drove under the stars and moon, but Hua Qingchi couldn't bear it.
, I had no choice but to stay in a hotel.
Luoyang is 800 miles away from Chang'an, and Han Shaer can get there in seconds. He is so curious that he wonders about the relationship between De Mao, the sect leader, Hua Qingchi, and Lux, so he works hard and endures hardships and hardships. His feelings for De Mao become more and more intense.
It's confusing. In addition to the sect master, there are also suspicions on the last two old men. It is true that the princess does not have such a son. Who is his mother? I want to have a leisurely breakup with Hua Qing and have a chat about the palace.
Talking about the court, making insinuations and looking for clues, it is useless because of old age, tired as mud, sleeping like a dead pig without eating.
The next day we crossed Hangu Pass, passed through Luoyang City in the afternoon of the third day, and arrived at Huajia Village in Longmen Mountain at dusk. The horses were not able to unsaddle their saddles all the way, and they didn’t bother to take in the sights and bustle. Hundreds of people gathered on the street to see what they were doing.
He didn't have time to pay attention to it, because Hua Qingchi took the bamboo leaves as the most important thing and the most urgent thing.
No matter how urgent it is, it's the end of the day. The old lady of the Hua family is lying in bed! At first glance, the third-rank official felt that he was neither tired nor tired, so he entered the room and knelt down, kneeling forward——
His house is not bad. Regardless of the structure, it is more spacious than Jing Dezhen's old house. There are six main rooms, with the old lady living in the east, the owner and his wife in the middle, and the children living in the west. There are three auxiliary rooms each, with the kitchen and warehouse in the east.
To the west are the stables and the residence of the long-term workers.
Without a few words of greeting, Han Shaer understood that the old man of the family had been dead for many years, and his voice and smile had never been seen. The male owner, Hua Qingchi's younger brother, was short, half a head lower than his brother and a head lower than himself.