Hearing Han Changmu's words, Yao Yao's face turned as black as iron.
Chang'an City's 108th Street has many households. Even though she is working as an errand in Jingzhao Mansion, she is not in charge of household registration. She is in charge of arresting people. Can she join the army? Although she is also part-time. I got the job of Fa Cao, but how could I remember everything clearly, down to the smallest detail.
But this sounds nice or not. After all, she is from Jingzhao Mansion, and her household registration status in Chang'an City is not clear. Wouldn't it be dereliction of duty?
But she didn't dare to tell Han Changmu that the salary was no joke.
She looked like she was thinking hard, her brows were furrowed, she tied a knot that she couldn't untie, and said stumblingly: "Well, there are not many people with the surname Bao in Chang'an City, but I am not in charge of household registration, so for a moment I really I can’t remember how many days the young master will allow me, I’ll think about it carefully, it’s okay.”
Han Changmu also knew that he was a little anxious and was embarrassing Yao Yao. He calmed down and said calmly: "It's okay, there's no rush in this matter. Bao Cheng hasn't done anything for the time being. Just keep an eye on him more."
After being so busy and chattering for half the night, I didn't do any serious business, only gossiped, and didn't unpack the box. Yao Yao raised his head and asked sleepily: "Can you still unpack that box?"
Han Changmu patted his thigh, stood up neatly, and uttered one word: "Tear it down."
Just do what you say, and take advantage of the silence of the night to do it.
The two of them quietly opened the door and went out. After taking a few steps, a tall and strong man appeared at the top of the stairs, startling the two of them.
The man's voice was loud, as if he had a date in his mouth. Just by listening to his voice, he sounded like a simple and honest man: "Master Han, I am Zhang Wu, the bodyguard under Li Biaotou. The Biaotou ordered this area The waters are not very smooth, so I will follow you to protect you."
Han Changmu looked up at the man and sighed.
The escort team is really full of talents.
This Wusheng's one-to-one stand was so blocked that it was impossible to squeeze out at the entrance of the stairs.
Han Changmu twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Wu Shi has eaten a bit too much, so go to the platform to eat."
Zhang Wu respectfully made a gesture of invitation: "The wind is strong on the platform, Mr. Han, why don't you put on a cloak before coming out."
Yao Yao looked at Zhang Wu and was also stunned.
This smooth bronze head with beard looks like a braised egg with hair.
What's even better is that Zhang Wuguang's head was lit up, and the brightness was almost as bright as the energy-saving lamp in her previous life. The person who shined the light had no place to hide, and the light was everywhere wherever she went. Walking on this boat, this is the boat. The brightest boy.
Hearing Zhang Wu's words, Yao Yao thought quickly and showed a cute smile: "Yes, what Brother Zhang said is, sir, it's windy on the platform, so it's better not to go. It won't be good if you catch the wind again."
With such a piece of material blocked here, Han Changmu couldn't do anything. His head was bleeding, he glanced at Yao Yao angrily, walked into the room quickly, and closed the door with a bang.
Yao Yao smiled apologetically at Zhang Wu: "Brother Zhang, don't mind. Our young master looks Wen Tun, but in fact he has a very bad temper. He is a stubborn person who always speaks his mind."
Zhang Wu looked confused and touched the back of his bare head. He didn't understand why Han Changmu was angry. He didn't say anything wrong. The wind on the platform was blowing loudly, like a ghost. This person was the head escort. He couldn't bear it if the noble man was frozen.
He chuckled: "Girl, you're welcome. It's okay. Girl, go back to sleep. I'm here to keep you safe. Girl, don't worry."
Yao Yao walked back slowly, shook his head and sighed.
Where did Li Yushan find such a heartless and wonderful person? Like a mountain, he stood motionless at the entrance of the stairs. It made him upset just to look at him.
There was nothing to say all night. There was such a mountain-like man guarding the stairs, so I had to hold back what I had to say.
When she got up the next morning, Yao Yao cleaned up neatly. She was now a maid, and like a conscientious maid, she knocked on Han Changmu's door.
But it was just a matter of opening the door and heating up hot water. As for washing herself, she curled her lips and said, "Whoever wants to do it can do it, but she doesn't do it anyway."
The morning meal has been delivered to the room, a pot of rice porridge, four small plates of side dishes, and a plate of fist-sized meat buns.
Yao Yao sat on the bed, concentrating on eating the food and eating with relish.
You must relish it. There are still several days of tough battles ahead. If you don't eat well, you won't have the strength to work.
Besides, this is a free meal, and every extra bite is earned.
Han Changmu is a child of an aristocratic family, and he has always been well-educated. Just getting up in the morning is enough to kill time, not to mention that there is only such a useless Yao Yao around him, and there is no real servant or maid to serve him. The movement is even slower.
When he washed up, tied up his hair, and turned to look at the food table, there was only one meat bun left on the plate of six fist-sized buns, and the hand that was rougher than that of an ordinary girl had already been stretched out. past.
Han Changmu rushed forward, grabbed the meat bun, bit off half of it in one bite, and filled his mouth. He ate very quickly, eating two meat buns in two bites. He had never seen a girl who could eat so well and yet be so unruly. Angry and funny, he scolded with a straight face: "You can probably eat it."
Yao Yao looked at the food table and saw that it was a bit too much. However, since he had eaten all the food, what else could he do? He might as well take a few more bites.
She drank a few more mouthfuls of porridge, her body felt comfortable, her face did not turn red, her heart did not beat, and she smiled calmly: "Sir, I will bring you another plate of meat buns."
Han Changmu said nothing and then fell silent, drinking porridge with his head down expressionlessly.
Yao Yao's heart skipped a beat.
Angry? Because he gets angry when he eats it, so he protects his food! ! !
Han Changmu watched Yao Yao go out, and he was also full of doubts. He didn't know where his unknown fire came from. Maybe he was used to being aloof and in control, and was not used to a little girl facing him after eating and drinking. , still looking calm and unhurried.
It was something he couldn't control. He calmed down and took a sip of porridge.
As soon as Yao Yao took a step out, she quickly stepped back and closed the door, leaving a narrow crack. She lay on the door and looked out through the crack.
Han Changmu was about to ask, but Yao Yao turned his head and hissed softly. He choked, lowered his head expressionlessly, and took another sip of porridge.
After a while, Yao Yao closed the door, turned around and asked Han Changmu with a mysterious smile: "Sir, guess who I saw when I went out just now."
Han Changmu raised his eyelids, glanced at Yao Yao lightly, and ignored her.
Yao Yao snorted secretly. He had a good-looking face, but he was a boring person.
She was not angry and continued to wonder: "I saw the scholar wearing a hundred taels of gold come out of Li Yushan's room." She made a gesture: "That's it, sneaky."
Han Changmu was stunned, and after a long while he said, "What's that scholar's name? Looking at him these days, he doesn't seem to recognize Li Yushan."
Yao Yao smiled easily: "The first time he came, there will be a second time." She opened the door again and went out, saluting: "My maid will bring the food to the young master."
Han Changmu was stunned. He had never seen Yao Yao salute so respectfully behind others. Before he could recover, he heard a heavy footsteps, intersecting with Yao Yao's light steps.
He raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, she would not be so respectful behind others.
Footsteps were approaching, and someone knocked on the door. It was a rich man's voice: "Master Han, are you there? I'm Zhang Xin, the escort chief under Mr. Li. The escort said that if you are free, please come over."
Han Changmu politely invited Zhang Xin in and saw that he was a man in his thirties, with fine features and handsome features. He looked more like an accountant than an escort.
He said calmly: "Okay, I'll go there after I finish my breakfast."
The meals for all the passengers on the high-rise boat are the same. If you want to eat something good, you have to pay for the kitchen stove alone. Zhang Xin can see clearly that there is some porridge left in the soup pot, and there are pickles in the white porcelain plate. Si'er, although the big plate is empty, the oily smell of the meat buns is still stuck to the bottom of the plate.
Zhang Xin looked at the food table in surprise. The empty dishes looked like they were not used for breakfast.
Han Changmu saw Zhang Xin's intention and coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment and had no intention of going out.
He was still hungry. He couldn't walk, let alone take a pulse. His hands were shaking from hunger. What if the needle got stuck crookedly and broke into the flesh of the dart's head? It would be the end.
The two of them were embarrassed when Yao Yao came in with an ebony tray. There were six meat buns neatly stacked on the big plate, with oily smell seeping out from the pleats. The soup pot was full of clear porridge, with the aroma of rice floating around.
Zhang Xin glanced at the ebony tray. It was really useless to eat. Who ate the food on the table? He moved his eyes upward and looked at Yao Yao with even more confusion. Such a thin and frail little girl. Can you eat so much?
Yao Yao was heartbroken when Zhang Xin saw him. He pursed his lips and turned his head away.
Han Changmu raised his eyelids with a worried look on his face and coughed heavily.
Zhang Xin came back to his senses and said: "Master Han is going to look for trouble first, and I will go back first."
Han Changmu groaned and nodded.
Hearing the footsteps getting further and further away, Yao Yao finally couldn't hold himself any longer, raised his head and laughed, but did not dare to laugh out loud.
The person was leaning forward and backward, obviously laughing hard, but there was no laughter at all. This scene was very strange.
Han Changmu looked at Yao Yao, and as he watched, he also curled his lips and laughed silently.
After finishing the morning meal, Han Changmu rinsed his mouth, called Yao Yao over, and handed her a thumb-sized porcelain bottle. It was all dark and the mouth of the bottle was tightly plugged.
Holding the porcelain bottle, a chill ran straight up his arms. Yao Yao asked doubtfully: "Master, what is this."
Han Changmu said calmly: "Poison, go to Li Yushan's place later. You can find a suitable thing and put it inside."
Yao Yao was stunned for a moment and whispered: "So you really lied to him."
Han Changmu nodded as if nothing happened: "Yes, so I have to rely on you to poison me."
