Qiao Junlin lowered his eyelids to hide the strange look in his eyes.
He first turned around and said a few words to the classmates next to him, and then strode towards Luo Yong: "When will Sanlang arrive in Chang'an?
But he has already I’ve seen the saint.”
"Not yet."
Luo Yong said with a smile.
This feeling was a bit strange.
The boy who used to be so angry with him without even looking back could now greet me like an adult.
"I heard from your disciples earlier that you bought a courtyard in Chang'an City, and now you live there," Qiao Junlin asked again.
"Yes."
Luo Yong Luo Yong was still smiling.
"I'm still used to it," Qiao Junlin said again.
"Yeah."
Luo Yong nodded: "Except no one cooks, everything else is good."
When Qiao Junlin heard what he said, he couldn't help but laugh.
He was still the same.
He thought back when Luo Yong said that if he doesn't leave on the 15th, he can help me make jujube bean cakes.
He was so angry that he couldn't even shake his head.
He ran away as soon as he came back.
Now that I think about it, Luo Yong actually treated him well at that time.
Not only was he willing to teach him, a foreigner, how to make tofu, he also didn't avoid him much when making jujube bean cakes.
Before leaving, he also asked someone to give him fermented bean curd. and cashmere socks.
Not to mention it was because he was going to Chang'an City, and there might be a chance to get ahead in the future, so that's why this guy did those things.
I heard that there are many people who want to make friends with Luo Sanlang, including some prominent people.
Compared with those people, he, Qiao Junlin, is nothing.
Luo Yong always treated him a little differently.
Qiao Junlin believes this very firmly.
This knowledge also made him feel very at ease.
"It's time for A-Zhi to prepare dinner at this time.
If you don't mind, come and have some food with me."
Qiao Junlin invited.
"Okay."
Luo Yong naturally had no reason to refuse.
When meeting an old friend in a foreign country, he always wanted to have a meal together.
The healthy servant Teng Chao helped Qiao Junlin hook his Yanerfei to the back of the carriage, and then Luo Yong and Qiao Junlin took the same carriage to Qiao Junlin's home.
The yard that Qiao Junlin's uncle Hou Lin rents is not in the same neighborhood as Luo Yong's yard.
The neighborhood where Luo Yong's yard is located has more developed commerce and is more lively during the day and night.
Qiao Junlin and his friends are mainly residential residents here. .
Because they are not in the same place, if Luo Yong does not want to stay here overnight, he must go home before the curfew.
Otherwise, if he is caught by Zhi Jinwu, it will be troublesome.
The curfew system in Chang'an City is still relatively small at this time. strict.
When Qiao Junlin took Luo Yong and the others back, Ah Zhi had indeed prepared dinner.
She was also very happy to see Luo Yong.
She even said that there was not enough food for tonight, so she hurriedly took the money and went out to buy more.
A few biscuits came back.
The biscuits contained mutton and tasted quite delicious.
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"I'll make more food tomorrow.
You can come back for dinner tomorrow."
Ah Zhi can make money on her own now, Hou Lin doesn't want her money, and Qiao Junlin always lets her keep it for herself, so she slowly saves some money on hand.
This time Luo used to come to Chang'an City, She just wanted to entertain them well, but a meal like tonight was really too simple.
Thinking about it, if Luo Yong hadn't pointed out a way out for her to sell tofu, if she couldn't think about it at that time, she would probably be a pile of dead bones now, and how could she have such a good life now.
For A Zhi, life now is excellent.
Hou Lin and Qiao Junlin are both very kind to her, and the city is so lively and prosperous.
She thought that when Qiao Junlin gets older or the family has a mistress, she will find a kind and hard-working man in the city to marry her, and then she can make a small living and live a small life.
Have more children "Then I'll come back tomorrow," Luo Yong said with a smile.
"Come on, come on, as long as you want to stay in Chang'an City, you can come and eat every day."
Azhi said generously.
"That's a great idea, but there's no one there to cook."
Luo Yong wasn't very polite either.
"It's getting late, do you want to spend the night here today?"
Qiao Junlin asked at this time.
"It's not good to spend the night here.
I don't know when the palace messenger will come.
I will still wait at home tomorrow."
Luo Yong stood up and said.
"In that case, don't miss the time and go out early."
Qiao Junlin also stood up to see him off.
"Okay, I'll go then.
Azhi, you'll have to cook more dishes tomorrow."
Luo Yong said with a smile and walked out the door.
Qiao Junlin and Azhi sent Luo Yong out of the hospital together.
At this time, the healthy servant Teng Chao was already waiting outside with the carriage.
Until Luo Yong left, Qiao Junlin's uncle Hou Lin hadn't come back yet, and he might not come back tonight.
These days, if he didn't go to a brothel, he would be embarrassed to socialize with others outside.
Luo Yong was sitting in the carriage.
Before he entered the gate of the neighborhood where his home was located, he heard the sound of closed-door drums on the street, urging those who were wandering outside to go home quickly.
The drum has to be beaten six hundred times before it stops.
When the drum beats down, all the streets in Chang'an City are closed.
No one is allowed to walk freely on the streets outside the square.
The streets inside the square are also managed by people, but compared to those outside the square, , the management within the workshop will be much looser.
When Luo and Yong returned home, the drums had not yet finished playing, so they washed and tidied up to the sound of the drums.
The drums in Chang'an City are sounded every day, twice in the morning and evening.
The morning drums, also called door-opening drums, are beaten at the fifth watch of the day.
According to the time of later generations, it was only three o'clock in the morning, and the drums sounded.
It stops for a while, and if your nerves are not strong enough, you can't even think about sleeping in.
Before going to bed that night, Luo Yong counted the time again.
It was already June 13th, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait.
Did Li Shimin forget about him at all?
Early the next morning, Teng Chao went out and bought two bowls of buns and came back.
As soon as Luo Yong had eaten a few mouthfuls, a eunuch from the palace came to send a message, asking him to enter the palace to meet the emperor.
He was about to meet the emperor, and Luo Yong was in a nervous mood.
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In this era of supreme monarchy, the emperor is the supreme being.
The entire country belongs to him.
Luo Sanlang's life can also be regarded as his.
If it is not necessary, Luo Yong does not want to be with someone who can take his life at any time.
Deal with people who are destined to live.
The atmosphere in the Tai Chi Palace was solemn and solemn.
June of the lunar calendar was the hottest season of the year.
Luo Yong followed the eunuch who led the way as he walked in the palace.
He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes.
He did not dare to take a closer look and hoped that this People in the palace should not come and look at him, or even have any curiosity.
The current emperor is generally very reliable, but among his princes, princesses and relatives, there will inevitably be some unreliable ones.
Among those people, none of them can be offended by Luo Yong. of.
The sun was shining brightly outside, and the emperor and ministers in the palace were still discussing matters.
Today was the 14th day, and there was no dynasty.
Only some Chang Shenguan came into the palace to discuss matters with the emperor.
This was basically just daily business.
Luo Yong waited in the corridor outside until noon, and then the voice of Xuan Luo Yong came from there.
At the reminder of a young eunuch next to him, Luo Yong walked quickly into the hall.
"This is Luo Yong's coffin board."
Seeing Luo Yong come in, the saint joked with the ministers.
"Caomin Luo Yong, pay homage to Your Majesty."
Luo Yong knelt down and worshiped.
Because the ministers at this time all sat down when they went to court, the traditional kind of kneeling.
There were many mats in the hall, and a row of ministers "sat" on both sides.
In this environment, the kneeling Kneeling is just a daily gesture, and the ritual of kneeling is just a etiquette.
"Get up, give me a seat."
The saint raised his hand, and immediately a eunuch brought a cushion over.
Luo Yong turned around and saw, blind, this is not his peony cushion.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Luo Yong kowtowed again.
In front of him, Li Shimin was sitting on a hut that was about a foot high.
The hut was exquisitely made, but it was still far behind the extravagant dragon chairs of later generations.
"I heard that you encountered a disaster two years ago.
You lay in bed for half a year.
When you woke up, you felt like you had divine help.
But what happened to you?"
His Majesty the Emperor sat cross-legged and spoke in a somewhat casual tone.
But Luo Yong knew that his mood at the moment might not be as careless as his tone.
Throughout the ages, there were several emperors who did not want to prolong their lives and become immortals.
After hearing that the current emperor also took pills frequently.
"Reporting to your Majesty, it was not without some divine help.
I just felt that after waking up that time, my mind was a little clearer than before."
Luo Yong replied.
"Oh," His Majesty the Emperor chuckled, "I heard that Bigan has an exquisite heart with seven orifices.
I wonder how many orifices your coffin board has."
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When Luo Yong heard this, he immediately shivered.
If he met a fatuous and cruel monarch, he might have to dig out his heart and take a look.
Although the person in front of him was not like that, Luo Yong The feeling of using it is still not good.
He was the only one who had nothing to say about what Nabi Gan was doing.
No matter which myth or legend he was in, Nabi Gan never ended well.
"The common people don't know either.
Your Majesty, please take a look."
Luo Yong reluctantly stopped the displeasure and fear in his heart and asked His Majesty the Emperor with a smile.
"I wonder if you have any magic tricks?"
the emperor asked following his words.
"There is no magic trick.
If your Majesty wants to see it, just cut me open and take it out to see what's going on."
Luo Yong said with a smile on his face and cupped his hands in the direction of the saint.
Before this interview with the saint, Luo Yong also did a lot of psychological construction for himself.
No matter what the emperor said, he just wanted to be a grandson for once, and after the interview with the saint in peace, he went back to Lishi County to open his grocery store.
That’s it.
It's just that when things come to an end, I still can't swallow that breath after all.
Today's saints are not stupid people.
He should be very clear about what he says that will make the other person feel scared.
If he still says something like this knowing that the other person will be frightened, it is somewhat intimidating.
The way of the emperor has always been to give both kindness and power.
However, Luo Yong always dislikes being threatened and intimidated.
"Hahahahaha" the saint laughed instead of being angry, and praised: "You are quite courageous, and you deserve the name of a coffin board."
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