On a black carriage driving on a long blue cement road, a dim candle swayed left and right as the carriage swayed.
Qin Ming, Xiao Qingwan, Yang Zijun, Si Snake, and Mao Rabbit were sitting in a circle on the sofa bed.
They chatted and ate pastries.
Xiao Changxi and Xiao Meiniang sat arm-in-arm on the innermost sofa, with two plates of pastries also placed on the desk next to them.
Because we had to drive out of Chang'an City before the city gate closed, we had to make do with some pastries for dinner.
Qin Ming swallowed the cake in his mouth and looked at Xiao Meiniang not far away from the corner of his eye.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that this woman with average appearance and excellent figure didn't look at him in a friendly way.
Sensing Qin Ming's gaze, Xiao Meiniang turned her head and subconsciously shrank her little feet wrapped in stockings into her skirt.
Before today, Xiao Meiniang had heard of Qin Ming, and had even read "The Theory of Love and Lotus", "The Green Jade Case. Yuan Xi" and the "Three Character Classic" later published by the Tang Dynasty.
It is undeniable that with those two poems and the "Three Character Classic", it is not an exaggeration to say that Qin Ming is a new generation of literary masters in Chang'an.
In addition, today, just by talking about it, he obtained a huge profit of one million yuan for the Tang Dynasty court, which is even more shocking.
Such a talented young man who can also benefit the court must have a bright future.
What's more, after the two Tang princesses left the box in the afternoon, Xiao Changxi told her that Qin Ming was already engaged to one of them.
Xiao Meiniang was not surprised at all. As long as the Li Tang royal family was not stupid, such a young man with no background and clean wealth would be firmly tied to the royal chariot through marriage.
Xiao Meiniang was just wondering if the same method had been used when the Sui Dynasty built the canal.
Then the Sui Dynasty will not be destroyed?
Wouldn't she be able to, after so many years of wandering around,
Could it be that the late emperor would not bear the evil posthumous title?
But there are no ifs in this world.
While Xiao Meiniang was thinking, Xiao Qingwan's soft voice suddenly sounded in the carriage.
"Sir, I've finished eating. Can you continue telling the story of the White Snake?"
Xiao Meiniang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Xiao Changxi beside her with doubtful eyes.
"Who is the white lady?"
Xiao Changxi glanced at Qin Ming, who was making jokes with Wan'er, and turned sideways to explain to Xiao Meiniang in a low voice.
Xiao Meiniang was paying attention to the actions of Qin Ming and others at first, but after listening for a while, she gradually became immersed in Xiao Changxi's story.
[White Snake who has practiced for thousands of years? Bai Suzhen? Scholar Xu Xian? ]
On the other side, Wan'er, who was wearing a pink skirt, had just finished speaking, and the other three women looked at Qin Ming with burning eyes.
Stared by the hot eyes of the three women, Qin Ming grinned and said:
"It's so late, aren't you sleepy?"
The four women shook their heads in unison and said in unison:
"not sleepy."
Qin Ming pretended to be sleepy, covered his mouth with his hand, yawned and said:
"But I'm so sleepy, what should I do?"
The expressions of the four women were more or less disappointed when they heard this.
Thinking of it, Qin Ming has been busy since morning today without resting for a while.
As Qin Ming's personal maid, Wan'er quickly showed a guilty look after hearing Qin Ming's words.
She held Qin Ming's hand around her waist, straightened up, and said:
"I was negligent. I will go and get bedding and pillows for you."
After saying that, Wan'er was about to stand up. Yang Zijun, who was sitting on the other side of Qin Ming, pushed Qin Ming's hand and also stood up.
"I am coming too."
Upon seeing this, Qin Ming quickly reached out and pulled the two women back into his arms.
Yang Zijun staggered and fell into Qin Ming's arms. His hands naturally wrapped around Qin Ming's waist. He glanced at his cousin who was also hugged by Qin Ming. Yang Zijun said doubtfully:
"Qin Lang?"
Qin Ming chuckled, looked around, and whispered:
"I just said I was a little sleepy, and I didn't say I didn't want to tell a story. Why are you two so anxious?"
When the four girls heard this, their eyes lit up.
Yang Zijun hugged Qin Ming's arm and said happily:
"Qin Lang means to continue telling stories?"
Qin Ming glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the deep arm of Feng Luan, and the corners of his mouth curved.
He coughed dryly, and when the four women's eyes fell on him, Qin Ming asked mysteriously:
"Have you ever heard of a proverb?"
Maotu blinked his big bright eyes and asked:
"What proverb?"
Qin Ming secretly glanced at the two figures beside the desk and saw Xiao Changxi and the newly arrived Mei Niang biting their ears. Then he calmly looked away and said to the four girls beside him:
"I want the horse to run well, but I also want the horse not to eat grass."
Yang Zijun frowned slightly, she had never heard of this proverb.
She looked up at Uatu and asked:
"Rabbit, have you heard this proverb? What does it mean?"
There is a reason why Yang Zijun asked Maotu.
After all, in her opinion, what Mao Tu likes to do most during the day is to ask about all kinds of interesting things on Zhuangzi.
And at night, Maotu, the god of retribution, would happily tell her the news he had gleaned.
It can be said that in Zhuangzi, wherever there is gossip, there is also a rabbit.
Nowadays, among the seven aunts and eight aunts who like to gossip in the Qin Family Manor, all of them know Mao Tu, the little maid of the Qin Mansion.
Therefore, she knows the most about rural slang and proverbs.
Sensing the gazes of Miss, Wan'er, and Si She, Mao Tu's pretty face turned red for no reason, lowered her head, and whispered:
"I haven't heard of it either."
At this moment, Wan'er blushed, gently pushed Qin Ming's arm, and whispered:
"Young master, if you have anything to say, you might as well speak up. Wan'er just agrees."
As soon as Wan'er finished speaking, the others also reacted and looked at Qin Ming with all their eyes.
[My Wan'er must have had a bright mind to think of it so quickly. ]
Qin Ming thought this in his heart.
Taking advantage of the dim lights in the carriage, Qin Ming reached in and grasped Wan'er's bottom with ease, a little foot wrapped in a cotton stocking.
Wan'er's delicate body trembled suddenly, and her little face under the candlelight turned even redder.
At this moment, Qin Ming's voice sounded.
"My request is very simple, that is, every time I finish telling a short paragraph, one of you must kiss me as a reward for my hard work in telling the story."
Yang Zijun and Mao Tu couldn't help but blush when they heard this, and they all looked away.
Sishe, who had been silent all this time, reached out and pulled Wan'er's sleeve, and whispered:
"Wan'er, you go first."
Normally, Wan'er would naturally be willing to take the lead, but not now.
She was manipulated by Qin Ming and couldn't move.
Wan'er bit her lip, looked at Yang Zijun with her beautiful peach blossom eyes for help, and said intermittently:
"Uh... cousin..., you... first..."
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