After comforting Sun Xian and Jiang Dafang, Han Du took An Qing to look around the workshop inside and out, and then took her away.
The next morning, Han Du was still a little angry after thinking about last night. After breakfast, he hurriedly wanted to go out.
It was An Qing who stopped him quickly and asked, "Are you going out?"
Han Du nodded and said angrily: "The Emperor actually regretted it. I thought about it all night last night and still couldn't figure it out, so I went to the palace to ask for an explanation."
An Qing shook his head and advised: "Forget it, my father doesn't even want to see you now. Even if you go, you might not even be able to enter the palace, so what's the use?"
Han Du sighed slightly when he heard this. This is indeed unsolvable. If you can't even meet in person, how can you start talking about the so-called begging?
Seeing that Han Du was a little disappointed, An Qing immediately stepped forward to hold his arm and said, "Why don't you accompany me to the racecourse today?"
This... Han Du glanced at her and saw an expectant look on her face. He immediately nodded heavily and replied: "Okay!"
"Wait a minute, husband, I'll be right back." An Qing happily let go of Han Du's arm and trotted towards the yard.
Han Du smiled and followed suit.
After An Qing changed his clothes under the service of several maids, he and Han Du got into the carriage from the gate and headed towards the racecourse.
The Han family's racecourse has now become a sight in the capital. In order to make it easier for guests to come, the Han family also took the initiative to spend money to build a cement road from the capital to the carriage. Looking towards the capital from the racecourse, a wide and winding cement road stretches from the foot to the city gate.
The Han Family Racecourse has become a must-go for the dignitaries and wealthy businessmen in the capital. Every day, countless carriages leave the city from the city gate and come to the racecourse. Fortunately, there are several huge venues in the racecourse, otherwise there might not even be a place for these carriages to park.
An Qing and Han Du were sitting on the carriage, and from a distance they saw the racecourse decorated with lights and colorful lights, and the scene was bustling with people just like the Chinese New Year.
Han Du was wearing regular clothes, and people who were not familiar with him would not recognize him at all. Although An Qing is dressed up, she has always lived in seclusion, and even fewer people know her.
Like a member of a wealthy family, Han Du asked the coachman to park the carriage in a centralized place. He jumped off the carriage and reached out to lead An Qing down.
An Qing and Han Du walked side by side and walked slowly towards the racecourse. Seeing so many people, An Qing couldn't help but chuckle and said, "It's really lively."
An Qing's subtle voice didn't expect to be heard by an aunt selling roasted mutton nearby. She immediately beamed and said loudly to An Qing and Han Du: "Madam is right, but it is not the most lively now. The most lively is at night, when the lights are as bright as day and the crowds of people are like weaving wheels."
Han Du glanced at the aunt in surprise and asked, "I heard that the aunt spoke so well. Could it be that she has never succeeded in studying?"
The aunt's brows were a little more proud, but she still knew that this study was not nonsense, so she could only reply truthfully: "I don't dare to deceive this gentleman, these are what the boys at home taught us. He is in the county I studied in school and was praised as a prodigy by the teacher.”
These days, people are extremely eager to see their children become successful. Their parents say that their prodigy sons range from 1,000 to 800, and Han Du doesn't care. He just smiled and said a few words of congratulations, which made the aunt laugh heartily.
He casually took a few roasted mutton sticks from the shelf in front of him, handed them to Han Du, and said, "Our roasted mutton is famous here. If you don't mind, sir, please give it a try."
Han Du wanted to refuse, but he didn't expect that his arm would be grabbed twice by An Qing. Han Du looked back at An Qing's eyes, "Do you want to eat?"
An Qing's big watery eyes flickered a few times, "Hmm~ um~"
Although there was no vocal communication, Han Du understood what she meant. What a greedy cat. Why didn't I notice this characteristic of Anqing when I was at home? Is it because the food at home is not delicious?
Han Du then reached out to take it, and at the same time took out a dozen copper coins from his arms, and said with a smile: "I accept your wish, but it is not easy for a woman like you to come here to sell roasted mutton. Please accept the money." .”
"Well, what's so good about this? We obviously told you to send it to your husband." The aunt waved her hand repeatedly and refused to accept it.
Han Du said with a smile: "Then you think we gave it to your boy. Isn't he studying in the county school? It's the pen and ink I bought for him."
Seeing that the aunt couldn't refuse, and Han Du was full of bookishness, she had no choice but to accept the money and said with a smile: "Seeing that sir is also a scholar, let's talk back once and get some luck for our boy."
"Okay, I hope your boy can be named on the gold medal list in the future." Han Du took back his hand with a smile.
"Thank you for your kind words, sir." The aunt danced happily. She never thought that she would meet such a kind noble man on an ordinary day.
Before she was overjoyed, when she turned around, she found that Handu and Han Du had gone far away.
"Ah! I forgot to ask Mr. his name. I really shouldn't have." The aunt stamped her feet regretfully. She wanted to ask, but she couldn't do without the business in front of her, so she had to give up.
While An Qing was eating, he looked at Han Du with crooked eyebrows.
Han Du felt uncomfortable when An Qing looked at him. He subconsciously reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth to remove the grease, and asked doubtfully: "Look at what I did. Did I get rubbed anywhere?"
An Qing smiled and shook his head and said, "My husband is really approachable. He can treat even an aunt who sells roasted mutton with courtesy."
"The smoke of the human world is the most comforting to the human heart." Han Du sighed with a smile, "Only when people go to this market can they feel the warmth of the world and feel that they are still alive and steaming. If If you are really far away from such human fireworks, it will be extremely cold at high places, and your whole body and people's hearts will gradually become cold."
When An Qing heard Han Du's first sentence, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he fell into admiration for Han Du. By the time Han Du finished speaking, she had not yet come back to her senses.
It took Han Du to look at her twice before she suddenly reacted. He bowed his head shyly and smiled, and said: "My husband is really talented. With two simple sentences, he has conquered countless people in the world. Why don't you write a poem based on this? It will definitely attract people to sing."
Han Du smiled and shook his head, "Why are you writing poetry? I'm just telling you this."
Such sweet words made An Qing forget about the roasted mutton in his hands. He just wanted to sink deeply into Han Du's affection and refused to get up.
But the fact is that Han Du only knows these two sentences, so it is absolutely impossible for him to compose poems by himself. However, after spending so many years in front of an old fox like Lao Zhu, Han Du has no other skills. He is good at making nonsense. If Han Du hadn't reminded him in his heart all the time, sometimes Han Du would have believed his lies.
Following the crowds of people walking into the racecourse step by step, it was not as lively as the streets outside. Any ordinary person can wander around the streets outside, but entering this racecourse requires money, and ordinary people will not be willing to spend this money at all.
Anyway, the racecourse is only surrounded by a fence. They can see the horse racing scene standing outside the fence, so why spend the unjust money?
Han Du led An Qing out of the crowd, walked in through a small door, and then turned several times to the room where the steward of the racecourse was.
Just as the steward was going out, he suddenly saw Han Du and Her Royal Highness the Princess, and hurriedly greeted them.
"Young man, please pay homage to the master, and please pay homage to the princess."
Han Du waved his hand and said, "Okay, no need to be polite."
The steward nodded, straightened up, and quickly extended his hand to signal: "Master, Your Highness, please come in and have a rest. I'll let someone make a pot of tea."
Han Du turned his head and looked at An Qing, indicating whether she wanted to take a rest or watch the horse racing first.
An Qing pursed his lips and looked at Han Du with wide eyes, showing no intention of moving.
Han Du understood immediately and told the steward: "Prepare a private room for me. I want to watch the horse racing. Bring the tea directly to the private room."
"Okay, sir, please come with me." The steward left other things behind and personally brought Han Du to a side room.
The steward pointed and said: "This wing is specially prepared for the master. Although the master has not been here for a long time, I have always arranged for someone to be responsible for cleaning."
After speaking, the steward opened the door and invited Han Du and An Qing in.
Seeing Han Du enter the door, the steward quickly bowed slightly and said, "Master, please rest for a while. I will arrange for someone to bring tea."
"Go." Han Du nodded.
As soon as An Qing walked in, he quickly glanced around the room. Although the layout is not as elaborate as the Hou Mansion, it is still more complete and has everything it needs. This is just a wing room in the racecourse. Naturally, it cannot be compared with the layout of the Marquis Mansion.
An Qing looked at Han Du with a smile and asked, "When was the last time you came here?"
Han Du was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile: "Why did you think of asking this? Last time, our racecourse was opened. I invited Tang Ding and the others to have a drink here and have fun."
While the two were chatting, a group of maids walked in one after another, each holding a wooden plate with a porcelain plate on it, which contained various pastries, food, etc. The maid placed these things on a table one by one, and then left one by one.
Finally, the steward came in with a pot of good tea and poured tea for Han Du himself. After pouring two cups of tea respectively, the steward put down the teapot, took a step back, and said apologetically: "This tea is not as good as the ones in the house. Please don't blame me, princess."
Han Du nodded slightly, then waved his hand to the steward and said, "You go down first."
"Okay, then, I'll take my leave first. If the master has any orders, just tell the maid outside." After the steward finished speaking, he bowed again before exiting the room, not forgetting to close the door when he left.
