Chapter 52 Honor

Style: Girl Author: Mu WeiWords: 2229Update Time: 24/01/12 02:35:38
Danyang and his party left the palace from Chengde Gate and went straight to Dongshi.

Along the way, Zhao Zijing was a little absent-minded, as if his mind was wandering. From time to time, his face would turn red, or his movements would become stiff, as if the pores all over his body were shouting the word "awkward".

After being reminded by his colleagues again, Zhao Zijing clasped his shoulders and sighed, shaking his head and saying:

"It's nothing. It's just that I've been a little too tired recently, and I've been carrying a lot of weight."

However, whatever you say comes, it comes.

Before the words could be spoken, the curtain of the carriage at the princess's residence that the two escorted was suddenly lifted from the inside and orders came out at the same time.

"Stop a moment. I wonder who of you two can run an errand for my princess?"

As Zizhu spoke, he apologetically glanced at the imperial guards guarding the carriage on both sides.

Hey, her princess is a bit willful, but in the past she was only like this to her own talents at most. I wonder what happened today?

Because Zhao Zijing is a veteran in the camp and has a higher position than his current colleagues, and he has always regarded himself as the big brother.

So at this time, I had no choice but to "do my part" and stepped forward to answer:

"I wonder what the princess' orders are?"

But he had just suffered a loss before. This time, before Zizhu could speak, he explained everything clearly and quickly added:

"Now it is no longer in line with the original schedule. If this "busyness" is too outrageous, please tell the girl to tell Princess Danyang, and I will not be able to obey. Please also ask the girl to persuade the princess, otherwise the eldest princess and your majesty will be worried, so please come early Let’s go back home.”

Zizhu was embarrassed by this earnest persuasion.

At the same time, I sighed in my heart, why didn't I try to persuade him not long ago? But no matter what, her princess refused to listen to her advice.

After smiling bitterly for a moment, Zizhu ignored these words and directly explained to Zhao Zijing:

"Then General Lao Zhao, please help my princess go and buy a sugar turmeric cake from the stall over there. Take it, if it's not enough, you can come back and speed me up."

Zizhu said as he stuffed a corner of broken silver into his hand.

After that, without waiting for Zhao Zijing to react, she turned around and lifted the curtain and returned to the car.

There's no way around it. Sugar-cured milk cake is the most popular snack in Beijing right now. It's only sold at one stall and is the most popular among young ladies and young wives.

At this moment, there must be countless girls surrounding the stall.

How could a rough guy like Zhao Wei get stuck in there? And from the time the order is placed to the best, it still takes a while...

Zizhu Shi couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and in order to cut off Guard Zhao's thoughts and opportunities, he avoided it early.

Zhao Zijing looked down at the money in his hand as if he had a toothache, with an expression that made him dumbfounded.

At this time, he once again felt deeply in his heart that after sending Princess Danyang back home today, he must immediately go to the Chenghuang Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha!

But before he could turn around to do his errands, someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

"Hey, Zijing? It's really you! Why are you hanging out on the street? What's going on?"

The moment he heard the voice behind him, Zhao Zijing felt like a savior had descended from heaven, and he was as elated as grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Brother Han! You came at the right time!"

The moment Zhao Zijing opened his mouth, he turned around hastily, grabbed Han Qinglan's shoulder and refused to let go.

Haha, if he had someone to accompany him, he wouldn't look too unusual among the powder pile!

Although he felt a little guilty for his good brother, Zhao Zijing had made up his mind at this moment.

They say a friend in need is a friend indeed, so you must get your brothers together on this matter!

But then he breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly he felt that he smelled something sweet? And as the breathing deepens, the hot air seems to go straight into the nostrils?

Could it be that this job was so scary that he was hallucinating due to nervousness?

At this time, I heard Han Qinglan laugh and say:

"Zijing, what can't you say? If you follow Lao Hong's example, he spilled the things I just bought. Why don't you accompany me to buy another one?"

Zhao Zijing was stunned when he heard this, and at the same time his eyes fell. As expected, he saw a crystal-white, sweet cake-like object wrapped in oil paper being held in Han Qinglan's hand.

"You, this, what is this?!"

Han Qinglan followed the direction of the other person's finger, glanced at his arms, raised his head and smiled:

"Oh, this is a snack that has become popular in the capital recently, sugar chylo milk cake. Come and try it? It's just out of the oven. I haven't even touched it yet."

At this moment, Zhao Zijing was so shocked that he was speechless and speechless.

"Did you buy this thing yourself?"

Han Qinglan nodded naturally and said with a smile:

"If you don't buy snacks to eat, how can you buy clothes to wear? Besides, I never bring a servant to the office, and you don't know that. If I want to eat, why don't I buy it myself? Do I have to hire someone?"

Zhao Zijing was instantly stunned by the calmness of the person in front of him. He even thought that he who was making such a fuss was abnormal?

Just when he was speechless, the curtain of the car window next to him swiped and was completely opened from the inside.

“It smells so good!”

The moment he opened his mouth, Danyang had already poked his head out. After scanning the two of them, he immediately locked his eyes on the oily paper bag. It was obviously a soft and crystal delicious food that had just come out of the oven and had not been touched by anyone.

"Is this the sugar chylo cake?"

Han Qinglan was the first to recover, smiled and nodded, "Exactly."

Danyang looked up at him, then glanced at Zhao Zijing, then proudly stretched out his hand and said:

"It's pretty fast. By the way, I also want to eat the fried walnuts across the street. I'll buy them and bring them directly to the car. There's no hammer in the car."

In other words, she needs a walnut-shaped tool.

After finishing speaking, Danyang didn't wait for the two of them to respond, and directly replaced the sugar jelly cake in Han Qinglan's hand with a silver melon seed, then directly lowered the car curtain and disappeared behind the window.

Zhao Zijing was speechless for a long time, unable to realize what just happened in front of him.

After Han Qinglan smiled bitterly, she raised her hand and patted Zhao Zijing on the shoulder, sighed and whispered:

"Brother, what kind of bad luck have you had recently? In less than a day, the two great gods in the court who cannot be messed with have asked you to accompany them all over."

Zhao Zijing came to his senses for a moment. After his face was full of tangles, he raised his hand and rubbed his face fiercely, grinding his teeth and roaring:

"How could I know! And it's not just...hey, forget it."

After he vented his anger, his brain finally functioned normally.

While raising his hand and waving to Han Qinglan, he shook his head and sighed:

"Don't wade into this muddy water. This is a real master who is not easy to serve. Go quickly, go quickly."

Han Qinglan didn't take it seriously and said with a smile:

"It's late. Didn't I already have an errand? I just walked away. You don't know what situation you will face in a while. Just make mistakes."

Zhao Zijing felt really sorry at this moment. He hurriedly stopped Han Qinglan who was about to buy walnuts and said, "But..."

"It's okay, don't worry. I have met this princess several times in the inner court, and I have experience in dealing with it. And being able to work for this person would have been a great honor just a few years ago."

After Han Qinglan smiled, she turned around and walked straight to the stall that fried walnuts. She didn't seem to be in any trouble.