Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, then saw Zhang Xiuran tapping the corner of his eye with a silver fan, and he suddenly understood.
He wiped his fingers to the corners of his eyes. Dry eye droppings bigger than sesame seeds slid across his face, causing slight pain.
"Stop standing there stupidly, come up quickly!"
Zhang Xiuran urged and lowered the curtains.
Ye Qing quickly got on the carriage, Qi Heng jumped on the shaft, raised his whip and waved it.
Delulu~
The horses neighed and the wheels turned.
Ye Qing, who had just sat down, began to shake slightly.
The carriage is spacious, covered with expensive plush blankets, with a small table in the middle, and a copper stove with carved floating clouds on it. Wisps of clear smoke rise, exuding an elegant and pleasant soothing fragrance.
Zhang Xiuran lay on the blanket with his head on his side, extremely lazy.
He looked at Ye Qing who was calm and silent, the silver fan shaking in his hand, pointed to the silk package in the corner and a small copper basin filled with water, and said:
"When you get to the place, freshen up and change clothes. For now, you will be my young master's book boy."
"Yes, Mr. Zhang!"
After Ye Qing nodded, he saw Zhang Xiuran turned over and lay down facelessly. Soon he started snoring, so he relaxed himself and leaned against the carriage.
His body swayed in an orderly manner with the carriage, and the exhaustion from the past two days made him fall asleep quickly.
More than half an hour later.
The carriage stopped rocking.
Ye Qing opened his eyes instantly. The fatigue from more than two days had dissipated a lot, and his expression did not look so haggard.
He subconsciously looked out the car window.
Two feet away, a wide green river flows smoothly.
Beside the wheel, the grass is lush and the flowers are in clusters.
What a beautiful spring.
Starry eyes scanned the surroundings, and there were many luxurious carriages stopping there.
Zhang Xiuran stood up, pointed to the package in the corner, and got out of the car first.
More than half a quarter of an hour later.
Ye Qing, who was dressed in navy blue embroidered with floating clouds and dark patterns, stepped out of the carriage in high spirits.
With nothing else around him, he looked like an elegant and handsome scholar.
Ye Qing glanced around, but did not see Zhang Xiuran.
He saw people around him moving forward one after another, so he followed the crowd.
There were many servant-looking people around. Seeing Ye Qing holding his head high and walking leisurely, they all retreated and bowed to him with their fists clasped.
There were even many pretty girls wearing veils. Looking at Ye Qing's gentle and handsome appearance, surprise and shyness appeared in their eyes.
The young masters and scholars around him looked at Ye Qing with jealousy in their eyes, and many of them felt ashamed and distanced themselves from Ye Qing.
While walking, Ye Qing heard the very pleasant sound of silk and bamboo wind music.
He couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked through a bend in the river.
A three-story painting boat hovering above the river caught his sight.
The carved beams and painted buildings, with colorful gauze floating in the air, are very exquisite.
One deck.
Zhang Xiuran was bored, lying on the guardrail, the silver fan of mountains and rivers spinning on his fingertips.
When he saw Ye Qing appear, his eyes lit up and he raised his silver fan and waved it in a gesture.
Ye Qing saw him and walked towards the boat.
Zhang Xiuran turned around, leaned his back against the guardrail, spread his hands on the guardrail, and said to Mo Wanqing behind him:
"Don't tell me, Ye Qing, that guy looks like that when he changes into clothes."
Mo Wanqing glanced at the elegant Ye Qing, nodded and said:
"Indeed, he is more like a noble man than you."
Suddenly, Zhang Xiuran was unwilling and asked with a stern face:
"Is this young master not as good as him?"
"Are you jealous?" A look of amusement appeared in Mo Wanqing's cold eyes.
Zhang Xiuran with firm eyes nodded his head and said:
"Well, I'm jealous!"
Xiafei, a shy beauty with beautiful temples, tilted her head.
Get off the boat.
Ye Qing was preparing to board the ship.
On the shore, a fisherman jerked his rod.
Under the splash of water, a foot-long carp broke out of the water, twisted its waist in the air, drew a wonderful arc, and landed on the shore.
Just when the breeze blows, the petals are floating in the wind.
Ye Qing couldn't help but said:
"Lanxi is full of flowers and flowers in spring, and carps come to the beach in the afternoon."
In front of him, a beautiful lady stopped, her long goose-yellow skirt flying, her shiny black hair on her temples, and her golden steps making a pleasant tinkling sound.
A pair of bright almond eyes fell on Ye Qing.
The beauty saw Ye Qing watching the fisherman next to him take off the hook for the carp.
Under the goose-yellow veil, her cherry lips were slightly opened, her red tongue was exposed, and an embarrassing blush appeared on her cheeks.
Almond eyes quickly said goodbye, with green and white jade fingers, she lifted up her skirt and ran quickly towards the boat.
The maid on the side was puzzled and worried:
"Miss, be careful, please slow down!"
The beautiful woman heard this and ran faster.
After Ye Qing came back to his senses, he glanced at the back of Miao Man who was "jumping" to board the ship in front of him, and then continued to watch the road and board the ship carefully.
Beside the guardrail.
Zhang Xiuran squinted his eyes and watched this scene, and said playfully:
"Wanqing, do you think the Shangguan family will kill me?"
Mo Wanqing, who looked unhappy, held the hilt of the sword with her hand hidden under the fiery red cloak, and said in an unhappy voice:
"I want to kill you right now."
Zhang Xiuran, who felt guilty, approached Mo Wanqing, gently touched her shoulder and said:
"We are a family, you can't turn your elbows outward."
"Besides, you have also seen that the fate between the two is so wonderful that I don't need to take action at all."
Mo Wanqing turned away and put on a 'don't bother me' expression.
But her shoulders moved closer to Zhang Xiuran without any trace.
After a few breaths.
"Wanqing, now that I have met you, I miss you so much!"
A clear voice like a lark, with a playful tone, floated into the ears of Zhang Xiuran and Mo Wanqing.
The cold face like an iceberg melted instantly, revealing a faint smile. Mo Wanqing's arms were revealed from under the fiery red cloak, hugging the beauty like a baby swallow returning to its nest.
"I miss you too."
Mo Wanqing's rare smile and soft voice made Zhang Xiuran glance enviously at the beauty who threw herself into his fiancée's arms. Then, when he looked at Mo Wanqing, his eyes were full of fire.
He stepped forward and bowed, "I've seen Miss Shangguan."
Shangguan Lanxi raised her beautiful head from Mo Wanqing's arms. Under the veil, her lips were pursed and she said in a dissatisfied tone:
"Zhang Xiuran, Wanqing traveled thousands of miles to Huaiyang City for you. It was very difficult to find you for many days. It was okay for you to hide from her, but you stayed in Fireworks Willow Alley all day. Are you worthy of Wanqing?"
Zhang Xiuran looked at his fiancée's instantly cold eyes, trembled all over, and hurriedly explained:
"Hey, hey, little girl, don't talk nonsense."
"My master is hiding from Wanqing for her own good."
"Also, although I stay in Fireworks Willow Alley all day long, I keep myself clean. Many of you can testify to this."
Shangguan Lanxi rolled her eyes playfully, and then said to Mo Wanqing seriously:
"Wanqing, don't believe his lies. You have to deal with him well so that he can keep himself clean and abide by husband's ethics."
Mo Wanqing looked at Shangguan Lanxi's concerned eyes and nodded seriously.
"good!"
Zhang Xiuran, whose face turned dark when he saw Ye Qing coming over, immediately pointed at Ye Qing and said:
"Na na na, Shangguan Lanxi, this is Mr. Ye Qingye, the clerk of the execution room of the Huaiyang Prefecture, and a great talent in poetry and calligraphy recognized by the great scholar Xie Qian."
"He can testify for me that I have kept myself clean and have not done anything to be ashamed of Wanqing."
Being used as a shield.
Ye Qing felt helpless and took a step back after Zhang Xiu, only then did he see the pretty beauty staying in Mo Wanqing's arms.
He thought to himself: "Just now, this girl was not afraid of falling into the water and walked so fast. It turned out that she met an old friend."
Thinking about it, Ye Qing walked up to the three of them, bowed his hands and said, "I've met Mr. Zhang, Miss Mo."
Then he saluted Shangguan Lanxi and said, "I, Ye Qing, have met the girl."
Shangguan Lanxi looked at the elegant and handsome Ye Qing and quickly walked out of Mo Wanqing's arms.
He bowed to him dignifiedly and elegantly, and said softly and softly:
"The little girl Shangguan Lanxi has met Mr. Ye."
Then, Qiong's head was raised, her apricot eyes and star eyes looked at each other.
The slender eyelashes couldn't help but tremble, and the flawless and flawless face turned pink, and she looked away shyly and lowered her head.
When Zhang Xiuran saw this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Mo Wanqing frowned slightly and looked at Zhang Xiuran displeased.
The next moment.
The goose-yellow veil was removed with slender fingers, revealing an incomparably beautiful face in front of everyone.
Ye Qing was stunned.
