S presents today's update, by the way, pull a vote for the 515 Fan Festival, everyone has 8 votes, and the vote will also give coins, kneel and beg everyone to support and appreciate Thanks to Zixing Qiyue for rewarding Xianbaoyuan 429 Zixing This is for your previous reward and more, you see that don't deliberately reward and return the gift, this is what I should laugh and cry Within ten miles of the capital, it was already more prosperous than the towns they had encountered along the way.
This place, called Beiguan, is full of shops and crowds.
Miss Jun led Liu Er and the horse through it, Liu Er couldn't see it with both eyes, and tried her best to maintain the dignity of the official lady's eldest girl, so as not to be ridiculed as a dirt bun.
"This is the best dried meat in the capital."
Miss Jun shook Liu'er's hand and looked in one direction and said.
Liu Er stared over and saw a stall on the corner of the street, holding a flower flag with the word Dong written on it.
"This is that," Liu Er said, lowering her voice again, "Is that what is marked on the map?"
The young lady said that this picture of the capital was forbidden, so she didn't say it directly.
What a sensible child, Miss Jun nodded approvingly to her.
Liu Er smiled and straightened her back.
"Still, miss, you remember it very clearly."
She lowered her voice again.
Except for a glance, the young lady did not take out the picture again.
That picture is densely packed, and there are many things that are both words and paintings.
It's normal for the lady to remember the inn ticket number or something, how can she even remember the inconspicuous snacks Miss, are you hungry?
Miss Jun pursed her lips and smiled.
"I just have a good memory."
She said.
Of course, I also like to eat it.
Although there is no fixed place to live and eat at no time when the master is outside, the master still likes to eat upside down, and a handful of grass and a pheasant can be made by him exquisitely and attractively.
She has followed her master for six years, and she dares to eat everything she is raised, and she loves to eat everything.
Which restaurant in the capital is good, what snacks are wonderful, she has also heard Lu Yunqi's introduction, but this Dong family's dried meat is not among them.
It seems that this is Zhu Zhan's taste.
I just don't know if his taste is popular.
Miss Jun looked at the people gathered in front of the Dong family's dried meat stall, and it was obvious that most of them were outsiders with dust and curiosity on their faces.
Presumably, everyone also has this Chaojing mileage map in their hands.
"Don't worry, don't worry, that's it."
The busy and sweaty boss comforted the waiting people, and neatly grilled pieces of dried meat and put them in paper bags.
"Is it really delicious?"
asked the waiters.
"Of course it's delicious, I've been selling it here for twenty years."
The boss replied, "If you don't believe it, go to the capital to inquire, who doesn't know." ” A young man took the hand.
"I don't know what the capital says, and I don't have the time to inquire, the picture says that your family is good, I'll try it."
He said, "It's not like you're exaggerating because you gave money."
The boss looked dazed.
"What's the picture," he asked.
The young man was about to say that the person next to him was already coughing and glaring as a reminder.
After all, the map of the Chaojing is forbidden in the capital, although the government turns a blind eye, but you can't blatantly take it out.
The young man smirked, took a bite of the meat, and raised his brow after chewing it twice.
"Hmmm, it's delicious."
He exclaimed vaguely.
Before he could express his description, the crowd that couldn't wait had already squeezed him out.
"Boss, mine."
"Boss, I want two."
After waiting, Liu Er also took the dried meat she bought and squeezed it out, and happily handed it to Miss Jun who was waiting on the side.
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Miss Jun took it and took a bite and nodded with satisfaction.
"It's delicious, it's delicious."
Liu Er said again and again.
It's delicious, but it's probably not true that the boss doesn't know that his dried meat is marked on the map of Asakyo-ri.
Miss Jun looked at the boss who couldn't stop laughing as she saw off waves of guests.
I don't know how much Zhu Zan can share from it.
The accumulation of time is certainly not a small amount of money.
And this is not the only place to eat, drink and be merry on this map.
Miss Jun bit into the crispy and fragrant dried meat, a little funny and a little curious.
How did Zhu Zan come up with this way of making money He is not from the capital, a person living in the north has come to earn money from the capital.
And is Cheng Guogong very poor?
Because of the horror and painful memories left by the war when he was forced to move the capital, whether it was the emperor's grandfather, father and the current emperor, they all showed great favor to Chengguo Gong, who was stationed in the north to ensure the stability of the country, and asked for money and things to give things, and he had never been harsh.
How did Cheng Guogong raise such a greedy and money-loving son "What else is there to eat, Miss?"
Liu Er had already finished eating, and asked unsatisfactorily, interrupting Miss Jun's distraction.
Looking at her tanned red face, Miss Jun smiled and led the horse.
"There are a lot of them."
She said, "Let's go to the inn first, freshen up and rest, and then go and eat one by one." ” led the happy Liu'er and the horse to continue walking along the street.
Miss Jun looked up in the direction of the capital, it had only been half a year since she died last year and had returned, and she was only half an hour away from where her relatives, sisters, and brothers were, and her enemies were also within reach.
She felt like she should be thinking about something, but she didn't have anything in her mind at the moment.
Not much of an idea.
What is closer is only the distance, and what is difficult to cross is the mountain of status.
Still out of reach.
The night was dark, and now that there was no curfew in the capital, the night market was still noisy and lively, but the tall walls of the academy were lined with ancient trees to block the hustle and bustle.
There is no stagnant water in the quiet, countless lights flickering in the dark, it is the students who are studying hard.
There are two lamps lit on Ning Yunzhao's cases, using the best lamp oil, only the fragrance is not smoked, and it will not hurt the eyes.
But Ning Yunzhao did not sit at the desk and read hard, the unfolded scrolls were displayed on several cases, but he leaned on the chair and closed his eyes as if he was asleep.
The man who was asleep suddenly laughed again.
When I opened my eyes, I didn't have sleepy eyes, but shone like stars.
"I really didn't expect it, I see."
He said, looking at the scattered letter paper under the scroll.
It was sent at noon, he didn't need to read it anymore, the content of the letter had been memorized, and it was naturally Miss Jun's clever trick.
It turned out to be a fake marriage.
"Even if you don't marry Young Master Fang, I think the Fang family will take care of you."
He thought about what he had said about her.
At that time, she was a little embarrassed, and he thought that her embarrassment was because of the accusation in his words. accuses her of being the kind of person who doesn't trust her grandfather's family, so she wants to exchange benefits.
Of course he didn't mean that, and she wasn't that kind of person.
"Ning Gongzi is too worried."
She laughed at the time and said, "It's no longer necessary to talk about this now." ” It turned out that what she was actually going to say at that time was that he was too worried.
This is a delicate chess game arranged by her, and she was arranging troops at the time, and she couldn't communicate with outsiders, so she could only implicitly say a word to herself.
But he didn't think much of it at the time.
He only noticed that she said that there was no need to say this, thinking that what she said was that it was useless to talk about it.
It turned out that she didn't mean it that way.
What a delicate chess game.
Ning Yunzhao stood up and couldn't help but take a few steps back and forth, only to feel surprised and happy in his heart, only to feel that this summer night was also becoming pleasant.
That's what she does.
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The woman who played blind chess under the tree, was happy, and gave lanterns to each other.
That's what she is, just like he thinks she is.
Marriage is fake.
She was crazy, vulgar and ridiculous, and renounced her marriage contract.
Only for the sake of righteousness, in order to lure the enemy.
Marriage is fake.
Ning Yunzhao paced back and forth in the room.
Although everyone is a student on the way to study, but in the end they are born different, Ning Yunzhao is rich and a child of the Beiliu Ning family, and the house he lives in is the best here, not as cramped as other students.
There was an inner room in this room and a study room, and he walked back and forth a dozen steps.
But he still felt that it was not enough, and wanted to go further.
To be able to walk up to her and listen to her talk about this game with your own ears should be clearer than the storyteller's exaggerated handwriting.
Stay in the north to Yangcheng and ride a horse overnight, you can go back and forth.
From the capital to Yangcheng And.
Ning Yunzhao stopped and looked at the letterheads on several cases.
The letter said that she is not in Yangcheng now.
So where is she now?
In the night, Miss Jun on the bed of the inn opened her eyes, looked at the misty green tent, and listened to the noise outside.
For a moment, he didn't seem to know where he was.
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