When Xiao Luolan heard the title Princess, she suddenly remembered that Zongbei King had been added to the title of Zhou Zongzong, but she was still not used to it.
"I want to eat squirrel mandarin fish." Zheng Yuxin said with a smile. She had eaten this dish in Jiangnan before and she still remembers it.
"Okay." Xiao Luolan said happily: "Is there anything else?"
"No, thank you, mistress." Zheng Yuxin shook her head with a satisfied look on her face. In the eyes of outsiders, this eccentric poisonous girl from Miaojiang was as innocent and harmless as the girl next door.
"Do you want to eat cherries? They might be a little sour." Xiao Luolan asked Chunhua to serve two plates of early spring cherries. The cherries are now relatively small and a little sour, but they also taste different. Xiao Luolan plans to serve these early spring cherries in the next few days. The cherries are turned into cherry jam, which can be stored for a longer period of time and can also be used to make fruit tea.
Zheng Yuxin nodded obediently, pinched a cherry and ate it. His face wrinkled at first, and then the more he ate, the more sweet and sour he found it. Seeing this, He Jin gave his plate to Zheng Yuxin.
Xiao Luolan looked at the two of them with a smile.
"Mother, He Jin and I will follow you on your trip to the south of the Yangtze River next month." Zheng Yuxin said with a smile, "My lord asked us to stay with you."
"Don't worry, I'm very familiar with the Jiangnan area. I know all the fun and delicious places. If you follow me then, I will make sure you have a comfortable life." Zheng Yuxin patted his chest and promised.
Xiao Luolan thought that the little girl Yuxin might have more topics to talk about with her daughter. Qingxue was determined to go to Jiangnan to play. With two fun-loving people together, the journey would definitely be lively.
"Then I'm counting on you." Xiao Luolan said with bent eyes.
After dinner.
Zheng Yuxin and He Jin said goodbye to their mistress, and they walked on the deserted street. Lange had a curfew unless there was any major festival or important event, so the night seemed a bit cooler.
Zheng Yuxin wore the cloak given to her by her mistress and smiled at the monk: "He Jin, we are going to Jiangnan. Do you want to go back to your hometown, Luoyang?"
He Jin recited the Buddha's name: "When you come, you leave without a trace. When you go, you will be the same as when you came. Why bother asking about floating things? This floating life is just in a dream."
Zheng Yuxin curled her lips: "What do you mean?"
"Since the young monk has cut off the frontier of the secular world, those mundane past events are all false to the young monk, and there is no need to search for them." He Jin's face was as compassionate as a Buddha.
Zheng Yuxin glanced at him for a few times, then laughed out loud, tilted her head and stood in front of the monk with her arms folded, stretched out her finger and touched his heart: "Didn't I say that my family doesn't tell lies? How come you, a monk, always tell the truth. "
Zheng Yuxin recalled that when she first met He Jin, his white clothes were stained with blood and he looked like a crazy demon. He chuckled and said: "Master He Jin, I heard that monks who like to lie will go to tongue-pulling hell after death. "
"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?" He Jin walked slowly in front.
Zheng Yu's heart was beating beside him, and the silver ornaments on his head jingled: "He Jin, He Jin, do you like Luoyang?"
He Jin said: "Luoyang is no different from Langge in my heart."
Zheng Yuxin suddenly realized: "That means I like it."
He Jin paused, not expecting that the reckless and evil Zheng Yuxin would actually say these words: "Why do you say that?"
Zheng Yuxin smiled slyly: "Stupid monk." She said to herself: "Because you seem to like Langge very much."
He Jin was silent, then smiled freely and looked at Lang Ge.
Yes, he likes it here.
"I also like Langge." Zheng Yuxin seemed to have thought of something, and smiled: "I also like the mistress, the lord and the others."
"This time when they go to the south of the Yangtze River, the bandits and thieves along the way will suffer. Killing them will turn the world upside down." Zheng Yuxin clapped her hands and applauded.
He Jin felt that this trip was not that simple, and there should be deep meaning in it. However, their mission was to protect the safety of the mistress, so He Jin could only think about other things. After all, the three thousand troubles were gone, so why bother looking for it again.
Zhou Zhai.
Xiao Luolan looked at Kan Yutu in the study of Sect Master Zhou.
It details the terrain and mountains of Youzhou and the surrounding areas, extending to Hexi and adjacent to Bingzhou and other places, that is, Taiyuan. Taiyuan is also known as Jinyang. The two major states of Youzhou are adjacent to each other across the mountains, and sandwiched between them are The land of several counties in Gaozhi.
Xiao Luolan saw his next-door neighbor, Luochuan City, where Gao Zhijiedushi was located, being beaten in a circle.
Bright red dots surrounded Luochuan City.
"Are we going to fight Gao Zhi?" Xiao Luolan turned around and asked. She remembered that they had just fought the Huiyi Turks a year ago. Are we going to fight again? Sect Master Zhou came back very late today, and his daughter and Shen Zhi both left. When he got back from work, he went home with the late night chill, took two bites of food and then went to the study.
Xiao Luolan was pulled by him to his study.
Zhou Xu was still eating at the moment. He sat cross-legged on the table and let his wife look at the furnishings in the study. The braised beef tasted delicious, a large bowl of noodles with some chopped green onions, two plates of sauced mutton, and a pot of turbid wine. , there was wine and meat, and we ate very happily. After eating, we dealt with some important paperwork.
Finally, he wiped his hands with a wet wipe, ate two more oranges, and took a sip of tea. At this moment, Madam had also finished reading Kan Yu Tu. After hearing Madam's words, Zhou Xu got drunk and felt that Madam was even cuter.
Zhou Xu stood up, bent down and hugged his wife: "Gao Zhi has no soldiers, even if there are a few generals who help him out of Gao Yuanheng's kindness, they can't change his ending, so there is no need for me to deal with him personally, Chang Shuanglin And Dai Chenggong will finish him off."
"He is of no use to me now, and it's time to die." Zhou Xu kissed his wife's snowy cheek, and felt a refreshing fragrance going straight into his heart. He had not forgotten what happened when the angel came.
The reason why he cooperated with Gao Zhi last year was that Zhou Xu could take over several counties in Hexi without a fight. Now that most of the generals in Hexi who were originally loyal to Gao Yuanheng have been killed by Gao Zhi, as long as Gao Zhi dies, the land in Hexi will be lost. They will all fall into his hands.
"After his death, our trip to the south of the Yangtze River will be smoother. We will go straight to Daizhou along Cangwu. After entering Huaiyou, we will see Lu Cong from Luzhou. The clouds and mist in Mount Lushan are misty. If you like, Madam, you can stay for a while."
"Then we entered Nanqinghe County in the south of the Yangtze River. There is a lot of water in the south of the Yangtze River. Guangling, Jinling, Suzhou, Qiantang, millions of families, rich and wealthy."
"What a wonderful place." Zhou Xu sighed, with a greedy and bloodthirsty smile.
Xiao Luolan listened to the ambitious words of Sect Leader Zhou and the undisguised determination to win in his eyes, and asked hesitantly: "Gao Zhi is the governor of Hexi Province, won't we get in trouble if we kill him?"
"Don't worry, madam. Gao Zhi is dead. His replacement is Dai Chenggong, the new military commander of Hexi Province. After he took office, he used the excuse that Jiedushi died of illness while in office. It was just a formality. Chang'an It doesn't matter if Bian Tong disagrees." Zhou Xu held his wife's hand, and the two of them sat on the table. He felt that the wife was too far away from him, so he simply asked her to sit in front of him on the crook of his legs.
Then he put his arms around the lady, lowered his head slightly, as if he was still drunk, and looked at the lady's face.
Xiao Luolan was shocked when he heard that the imperial power had declined to such an extent, and there must be even more unrest outside.
"Then let Yu Xin and He Jin follow our daughter." Xiao Luolan thought about it and said, turning her head to see Sect Leader Zhou staring at her without blinking.
Xiao Luolan slightly avoided the scorching eyes of Sect Leader Zhou, her cheeks slightly red.
Zhou Xu chuckled and said: "This time when I go to the south of the Yangtze River, I will bring three thousand ghost slaughter riders, all of whom are brave and elite from the north. One can fight a hundred. Madam, don't you worry?"
"Zheng Yuxin and He Jin are just there to relieve Madam's boredom. I think you liked that little Miao girl before." Zhou Xu kissed Madam's ear with a hoarse voice.
"Two little girls have more topics to talk about together, and I have fun watching them play." Xiao Luolan smelled the faint smell of alcohol on the lapel of Zongzhu Zhou's clothes. This man was afraid of heat, so he put on a toga when the weather temperature rose slightly. The big sleeves were even more shapeless in front of her. The skirt of the clothes was spread out, steam was steaming, and the whole body was like a furnace. Xiao Luolan was out of breath and her cheeks were hot after being kissed for a while.
In the spring night.
Zhou Xu's eyes were fixed on the snowy neck that was occasionally exposed from the tightly hidden collar when the lady was talking. He couldn't help but move his fingers and pinched the lady's waist.
Xiao Luolan's cheeks turned redder.
"Madam smells so good." Zhou Xu kissed Madam's neck.
Zhou Xu hugged the lady and kissed her, so that she could not think about other things for the time being. He looked at the lady's flushed jade face, and his rough hands stroked the purple cloud gauze on the lady's body. The gauze skirts were layered like flowers, until The petal-like skirt covered Zhou Xu's arms.
Xiao Luolan's eyes suddenly widened in shock, her eyebrows seemed to be frowning but not frowning, her eyelids suddenly filled with tears, beads of sweat glistened on the tip of her nose, her temples were damp, her lips were like rouge, and her cheeks were red with shame.
Zhou Xu smelled the sweet fragrance and felt the gurgling spring water under the flowers. His whole body was boiling. He loved the way his wife looked unbearably happy and shy at the moment.
Just as the spring tide brings rain in a hurry, the orioles can't stop singing in the warm trees.
Zhou Xu knew that he was uneducated, but that didn't stop him from loving his wife.
At this moment, all he was thinking about was the poem above, and he shamelessly made up the next sentence.
Chapter 189
Late at night, candles were still lit in Deyan's study.
Xiao Luolan was wearing a loose black robe, leaning on a soft cushion and flipping through the pages of a Jiangnan travel diary. After bathing, her long hair was slightly dry, hanging down on her back and front. She was wearing a thin Blanket, looking calm and gentle.
Zhou Xu was sitting on the desk not far in front of his wife, handling official duties. He looked up at his wife from time to time, and suddenly sighed.
Xiao Luolan looked at Sect Master Zhou in confusion, not understanding why he was sighing. Then he looked at the pile of documents piled up in front of Sect Master Zhou. He seemed to understand something and asked with concern: "Mr. Zhou, are you tired? If you are not in a hurry. , it’s not too late to work tomorrow.”
Zhou Xu put down his writing brush and looked at his wife's calves curled up under the thin blanket. On the beauty's couch, only her feet were exposed. He smiled with a hint of ruthlessness: "Madam, in front of me, I don't care about Shu anymore, and I have no intention of dealing with political affairs." .”
"Then shall I go back to the house first?" Xiao Luolan put down the book and heard the self-mockery in Zhou Zongzhu's words, and said angrily. She obviously wanted to go back after taking a bath, but in the end, Zhou Zongzhu insisted on staying with him. .
"Hey, hey, don't go." Zhou Xu had been busy outside all day long and had long thought about his wife. How could he be willing to let her go at such a short time at night.
Seeing that Sect Leader Zhou was anxious, Xiao Luolan laughed out loud, her eyes were full of smiles, and she looked at him with a lazy smile. The emerald bracelet on her snow-white wrist was green, like a turquoise pool, which was already extremely beautiful. A good jade bracelet is full of green water, but it can't compare to her eyes, which are like a puddle of wrinkled spring water from the south of the Yangtze River, gentle and affectionate.
Zhou Xu originally thought the study was quiet and wanted to say something funny to tease his wife. When he saw his wife like this, he was slightly startled, and then felt his heart beat heavily.
He walked to the beauty's bed and picked up the lady and the thin blanket.
The two sat at the desk together, Zhou Xuhuai hugged his wife, and while handling official duties, he was content to smell the delicious fragrance of his wife.
Xiao Luolan was surrounded by the warm heat and continued to read in the arms of Sect Master Zhou. After reading, she found that Sect Master Zhou had almost finished the process and was holding a piece of paper and looking at it with a serious expression.
Because he was so close, Xiao Luolan could see the signature of the document at a glance, and Cui Shizi paid his respects.
Was it written by Cui Langjun? Xiao Luolan became curious and looked at it for a while, and saw the recruitment order written on the document at a glance.
"In the past, King Zhao of Yan recruited talents to build a golden platform and paid homage to Guo Wei as a scholar. Le Yi's drama Xin came one after another, and the sages from the six countries came one after another. The scholars fought for Yan and were able to defeat Qi. In these troubled times, the lord should not imitate Yan. King Zhao, I have sacrificed a lot of money to seek great talents in the world."
"...The family is tyrannical, and it is difficult for poor people to join in. Xiao Gong, a great Confucian teacher, has a vast collection, which can record tens of thousands of books. Place them on the stage, supplemented by canopies with flying yellow flowers, and sapphire flowing wine glasses. At that time, they will be distributed to all counties as a sign. My lord is thirsty for talents."
"Thereafter, any capable person will not be able to leave the golden platform unless he is a general, and he will not be able to enter the sapphire case unless he is a minister. This is an order to recruit talents."
Xiao Luolan's eyes were filled with astonishment, and her heart was filled with excitement just by reading it. Cui Langjun's writing was so good.
Zhou Xu also finished reading. He touched his stubble and looked at his wife with a smile: "Mr. Xiao is addicted to books. It is not easy to obtain a collection of ten thousand volumes of books from Mr. Xiao."
Xiao Luolan immediately thought of the most important part of the recruitment order. Nowadays, some books are still heirlooms of aristocratic families and cannot be borrowed easily. If there is really a collection of tens of thousands of books as a gimmick, this golden platform can be regarded as a golden platform. Building a reputation can also be regarded as respect for talents.
After all, a widely circulated saying has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
The book has its own golden house.
Xiao Luolan thought about it seriously and said, "Why don't I record Mr. Xiao's collection of books? They are all from the same family, so it should be nothing." Xiao Luolan said a little unconfidently at the end. The collection of books must be very precious books, and I don't know what Xiao Luolan said. Whether the public is willing or not.
Zhou Xu laughed heartily, touched his wife's hand, and kissed it: "My wife and I were joking. Mr. Xiao understands the righteousness, and he will definitely be happy to do so." His heart may bleed.
Xiao Luolan did not doubt that he was there, and said with a sigh of relief: "I'd better write a letter in advance to inform Mr. Xiao that I will send Qinghe back with more gifts this time. I can't let Mr. Xiao pay for it in vain."
Zhou Xu looked at his wife's face and smiled slightly.
"Zhou Lang, where do you plan to build the platform?" Xiao Luolan asked.
"In the inner city of Zhangshui, it's twenty miles away from the Jiedu government office. You can get there in half a day's walk." Zhou Xudao obviously had a plan in advance and even selected the address: "I want everyone who enters Langge to see it. A platform with gold foil on the pillars and glazed tiles, a veritable golden platform."
Xiao Luolan was startled by the wealthy Sect Leader Zhou: "Wouldn't that be a waste of a lot of money?" In fact, the symbolic meaning of the golden platform is greater than itself. Isn't this too extravagant?
"Good madam, I know you are frugal, but this money must be spent." Zhou Xu picked up the recruitment plan presented by Cui Shizi and said, "Everyone who wants to spend it will know it, and the world will hear it."
Zhou Xu continued: "When the recruitment order comes out, there may be people from aristocratic families who come to my place, but I believe that most of them are wealthy and powerful people from poor families, or from down-and-out aristocratic families. What do they want to gain from coming to me?"
Zhou Xu clapped his hands on his knees: "I just ask for one thing. If a man is alive, he can't eat five cauldrons, and when he dies, he will be cooked in five cauldrons. He will be ranked among the three nobles, and he will be granted the title of general and prime minister."
