Huang Zhiting looked at Gao Pragmatic with suspicion: "You figured it out so quickly?"
"That's right, so reading is useful." Gao Pragmatic said confidently: "The method is very simple, Miss Huang, I thought you just didn't give your real name, just pretend to be a chieftain's family who has no festivals with the Yao people. You should be able to fool it."
Huang Zhiting's eyes lit up: "Yes, why didn't I think of such a simple method?" When she said this, she suddenly glared at Gao Pangshi: "I must be angry with you."
Gao pragmatic sighed and said nothing.
Huang Zhiting turned her beautiful eyes, glanced sideways at Gao Pragmatic, and asked, "What, are you angry?"
Gao pragmatic shook his head and said with a smile: "Miss Huang is joking, I'm not a fish bladder, how can I get angry so easily?"
Huang Zhiting felt relieved and nodded, but suddenly felt something was wrong: You are not a swim bladder, so you are not easily angry. But I just said that I was angry with you, doesn't that mean I am a swim bladder?
She deliberately glared at Gao Jingjing again, but was afraid that this would further confirm the fish maw theory. She couldn't help but secretly said: No wonder people often say that scholars are the most evil. Just like this guy, he really has a bump on his head and runny feet. Pus, completely bad!
Huang Zhiting glanced at Gao Pragmatic quietly, and sure enough she saw a proud smile on the corner of his mouth, which made her even more angry. She thought to herself: Hum, you laugh, just laugh, one day I will let you know how powerful this girl is. !
She snorted hard and walked forward with her head held high, like a proud peacock.
Gao pragmatic looked at her back, smiled, and followed her with ease.
He sighed in his heart: Since time traveling, he has been living a regular life. It feels good to have the opportunity to relax - the only flaw is that he is wearing less clothes. In this era, it is simply too sexy.
It is indeed too sexy. At least the few Yao village youths who were singing duet with Huang Zhiting across the river just now were all shocked when they saw Gao Pragmatic wearing only a pair of obscene pants and following Huang Zhiting in front of them. He looked at the two of them with strange eyes.
It was only then that Huang Zhiting remembered that the current situation was a bit easy to cause misunderstanding. Fortunately, as long as she was not faced with high pragmatism, she would not easily lose her sense of proportion. She raised her chin slightly at the moment, looking like a noble toast lady, and said calmly: "I She is the eldest daughter of Huang family, the local magistrate of Zhongzhou, and Huang Han, the magistrate of Zhongzhou, is my nephew."
Gao Pingshi was shocked and thought to himself: Oops, why does she still claim to be the daughter of the Huang family? Isn't it good to just find someone whose surname is not Huang?
Unexpectedly, Gao Xunyi, who has always made perfect plans, was wrong this time. When the other party heard this, they quickly bowed and saluted, saying: "It turns out to be Zhongzhou's eldest daughter, and we are from Lajiayao Gupeng Castle's Luoyu Village. Man, I wonder how my clan daughter came to our Luoyu Village?"
At this time, Huang Zhiting was not as panicked as when she was talking to Gao Pragmatic just now, and her tone showed unquestionable arrogance: "I was going to Guilin to see the imperial inspector, but on the way back, something happened with the chieftain of the Luo family in Qingyuan Prefecture. There was a little conflict and he was separated from his subordinates, and only this scribe managed to escape."
Only then did several Yao people suddenly realize. They glanced at Gao Pragmatic and thought that this man did look a bit like those scholars from the Han family. No wonder he was a scribe.
But since they were Han people, these Yao people didn't have a good look on him. One young man even snorted coldly, with undisguised hatred in his eyes.
Gao Pragmatic couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and thought to himself: This ethnic conflict is a bit fierce. If the imperial court wants to stabilize the Bazhai territory, it cannot just rely on killing people. In particular, these Yao people are familiar with mountains, and the place where chieftains gather in southwest Guangxi is the famous "One Hundred Thousand Mountains". If these Yao people cannot be pacified, but they are driven to Shiwanda Mountain, it will probably be a bigger problem than the chieftains in the future. Even more difficult to handle.
Huang Zhiting secretly glanced at Gao Pangshi, and saw that he had a bitter look on his face. She felt inexplicably intolerable, and said to the group of young Yao people: "Although I am a Han Chinese, my life experience is miserable. I was harmed by corrupt Han officials." His family was ruined, and he defected to Zhongzhou in desperation. He made some great contributions to Zhongzhou. Now that he has managed to escape his name, he has even had his clothes taken away, which is very inconvenient..."
Gao pragmatic rolled his eyes secretly and thought to himself: Just make up stories, why do you have to ruin my whole family? Could it be that without my family being ruined, your "Zhongzhou" chieftain wouldn't dare to use me?
But unexpectedly, this statement made several Yao Village young people agree with it, and the hostility towards Gao Pragmatic in their eyes was reduced a lot. One of them, a young man who looked very honest at first glance, said: "Since the eldest daughter has said this, our village Although we are poor, we can still get a set of clothes. Please ask the eldest daughter and your servant to go to the stronghold with us, and we will report it to the Grand Duke and ask him to allocate a set of clothes for your servant to wear."
Huang Zhiting's face was finally no longer so cold and arrogant. She smiled slightly and nodded: "Thank you very much. When I return to Zhongzhou, I will definitely send someone to express my gratitude to Lord Tianzhang."
The loyal young man said that you were welcome, and then led Huang Zhiting and Gao Pangshi to their village, and even sent one person to run back in advance to report the news.
Gao Pragmatic, who had become a "noble servant" for no reason, was extremely unhappy with this title, but he had to lower his head under the eaves and had no other choice but to follow Huang Zhiting quietly.
The young Yao people led the way, with Huang Zhiting and Gao Pangshi following behind. Huang Zhiting had long seen Gao Pragmatic's unhappy face, but she was secretly proud in her heart, thinking: I asked you to take advantage of me, but now you have become my "noble servant", right? Huh, I've been waiting on you for two days, why don't you wait on me?
But as I thought about it, I suddenly thought that the word "serve" was very inappropriate. I couldn't help but blush a little, and secretly spat: It's all Zhang Buxu's habit of chewing words, which made this girl suffer from his bad influence. .
She was thinking wildly when Gao Pragmatic quietly came closer behind Leng Buding and whispered: "Miss Huang..."
Huang Zhiting was startled, and her delicate body trembled. She turned around and saw that it was Gao Pragmatic who was approaching thiefly. She couldn't help but glared at him, and lowered her voice with disgust: "What are you doing, scaring me?" Jump!"
Gao Pragmatic felt deeply wronged, but it was not convenient to defend himself at this moment, so he had to ask: "I just want to ask why you still call yourself the Huang family's daughter? And why are they not angry?"
Huang Zhiting rolled her eyes at him and snorted: "What do you know? Although Zhongzhou is also from the Huang family lineage, Zhongzhou was originally the land of Siming Mansion, but later it was separated from Siming Mansion by bribing court officials. Since then, the Siming Huang clan and I have been like fire and water over the past thirty years. I call myself the Zhongzhou Huang clan, and these Yao people naturally treat me as a friend."
Gao pragmatic suddenly realized, but asked again: "Who is Tian Changgong? Do you know Miss Huang?"
Huang Zhiting said: "How can I know the Tian Changgong of a small Yao village? This Tian Changgong is not a person's name, but the head of a Yao village... You Han people usually use names such as 'Yao Wang' and 'Zhai Lord' To refer to.”
After walking for about seven or eight miles, Gao pragmatically finally saw Yao Village.
The Yao Village was a little different from Gao's pragmatic imagination, because he always thought that the village was like a fortress, except that it was filled with wooden buildings, but it would definitely be made of thick whole logs that were sharpened into a chain shape and formed into a circle as a courtyard. wall.
Who knew that this Yao Village was just a group of buildings built on a long hillside. Except for a village gate similar to an archway, there were no obvious defense measures at all, which greatly exceeded Gao's pragmatic expectations. And the buildings in this Yao Village were not made of wood as he originally thought. Instead, they were all made of blue bricks and black tiles, which might be sturdier than the wooden houses of ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty.
Gao pragmatic scratched his head and thought to himself: Could it be that I remembered it wrong and the Diaojiaolou does not belong to the Yao people? Are they from the Miao or Tujia people?
However, Gao Pragmatic immediately had no time to think about such trivial matters, because he found that a large number of Yao people ran out and were gathering at the entrance of the archway-style village.
Gao Jingshi's heart tightened, and he quickly approached Huang Zhiting and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Are you trying to arrest us?"
Huang Zhiting turned her head to look at him in surprise and whispered: "Do you really want to be arrested? They are here to greet me."
"Welcome?" Gao Pingshi was stunned for a moment.
Huang Zhiting said proudly: "That's natural. I am the daughter of the chieftain. In fact, how can they, a small Yao village, neglect me?"
For some reason, when Huang Zhiting looked like this, Gao Pragmatic always felt like he saw a proud peacock.
