Who said you wouldn’t get lost if you were in the right direction? deceive
There are many shops selling dry goods along the street. Looking at those stores, I thought about finding a friendly way to ask-in this state, there should be no one who doesn’t know where Helianfu is?
He thought so, but he caught sight of a man looking at the breast shop in front of the cabinet
Maybe it’s strange that the shopkeeper is not here when this person comes and goes; Zongjin’s eyes stayed a little longer, but in an instant, a familiar figure came out.
-it’s the north hall column
The armor was unloaded from Beitang Column, and today he was still dressed in some dashing apricot gown. dark black’s coat hair was also combed into a neat bun. At first glance, Zongjin almost didn’t recognize Beitang Column’s eyes, with a small bag in his hand. He smiled and said something to the shopkeeper who came out with his hind feet.
Isn’t that right? It just so happens that he can’t find his way. With the North Hall listed there, he won’t worry.
"… you’d better eat at home and I’ll come back after eating." Zong Jin heard this sentence when he walked by.
He patted the shoulder of Beitang column heroically, "Beitang!"
When the other party was startled and turned his head, his face was still surprised. "… Xiao Zongjin? Why are you here? "
"How do I know why I’m here?" Zong Jin said, "Will you take me back to Helianfu?"
After a little observation, Bei Tanglie asked shyly, "Why are you lost?"
"… no?" ZongJin tough way "I’m not you chizhou I don’t know the way. What’s the matter? I don’t want to bring it! "
When he finished, he turned his head and left the North Hall. He hurriedly grabbed him. "Why are you in a bad mood today without saying anything?"
"I feel bad every day!"
"Haha, you are so cute and interesting," said Beitang. "I rode out and saw it was going to rain. If you don’t mind, we will ride back together."
"Mind what?" Zong Jin said, "I’ll ride you and sit behind me."
It’s strange that the little boy is too small. Since he became Zongjin, he’s used to letting people ride horses. They walked side by side. Jorge Lema was tied in the alley and handed it directly to Zongjin when he loosened the reins. Zong Jin also doesn’t talk nonsense and immediately flies to the horse "here"
As if he didn’t care who rode the horse in the first place, Beitang Column really sat down in the back according to Zongjin’s temper.
Two people riding a horse is not fast in the street; Zong Jin’s brain is full of images of He Lianheng, who is possessed by evil and can’t swing away, so that he can chat with Beitang column to stop himself from wanting to go "Why are you here?"
"I’m here to buy beef jerky," said Bei Tanglie. "It’s you, Xiao Zongjin. Why are you here? This is far from the house. "
"Then you came all this way to buy beef jerky?" Zong Jin directly avoided him and asked, "Isn’t incense always for you?" When did you get married? "
"Married?" Beitanglie wondered, "How can I marry Xiang?"
"… just saying" Zong Jin went on to chat "It’s really idle for you to run so far to buy beef jerky"
"This shop tastes good."
"oh? How good is it? "
"Taste it?"
"Good."
Zong Jin felt a movement behind him when the words sound just fell. A moment later, the brown and red beef jerky was handed to his mouth. He wanted to open his mouth directly, but somehow he suddenly felt that it was not so good, so Zong Jinteng went out to pick it up and stuffed it into his mouth to chew a few times-a little dry, a little hard and salty.
He’s tasted incense. It’s much better than this.
Zong Jin frowned and swallowed it. "It’s a little salty and delicious."
"Really … my taste is biased" said Bei Tanglie, then paused. "… you haven’t said how you got here."
"Ah, I, um … I …" Zong Jin faltered for a long time before finally picking up the words. "By the way, do you know where the prison is?"
"naturally know"
"That’s just when you take me to take a trip to Zhangzhou DaYu?"
"What are you doing there?"
Today, I happened to meet a man who made private gunpowder and was put into prison. Speaking of business, Zong Jin was serious. I wanted to ask him questions.
"If it’s not a felony, you can see it," said Beitang. "Turn right ahead and I’ll take you there."
"ok"
Chapter seventy-nine Love
An early spring rain fell from the afternoon to the beginning of the Hua Deng.
Room near the kitchen corridor over there Zong Jin propped his elbows on his legs and pressed his face in his palm, almost squeezing the little meat out of shape. He looked thoughtfully at walking around in coir not far away. Jing Zhao-the rain suddenly fell and hung in the courtyard, smoked meat had to be collected, and potted plants had to be collected for fear that the flowers would be drowned if they were drenched.
This used to be a man’s job, and it was not for soldiers to do it.
His Zong Jin’s status in this even mansion is between followers, but no one dares to instruct him to do odd jobs. Naturally, people like Jing Zhao, who have already been enrolled in Jiangyi queue, certainly don’t do these chores.
But I can’t stand it. Some people are born cheap and like to run errands and do odd jobs.
"Sister Xiang-I have moved the flowers back!" Jingzhao shouted outside the sundries
I came out in a plain shirt and said coldly, "You don’t have to do these things, you just have a rest."
