Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 67 Chang'an Celebrity Zhao Wujiang

After the memory was implanted in the system, Empress Wang trusted him more and more, and she became more and more fond of him as she got in touch with him. He could feel these changes clearly.

He took out a medicine bottle from the medicine box, which contained a round pill.

"The empress gave me the most precious thing last time, and today I also brought you a gift."

Zhao Wujiang handed the elixir to Queen Wang, telling her to use it in a critical situation and it would save her life.

At the same time, he took out a wooden cylinder with the thickness of the middle finger and the same length.

"This is a signal flare. Shake it violently and immediately throw it to a conspicuous place. The officer will see it."

Wang Yanning's eyes were full of water, and she stared at the two things in a daze. This was the first time she felt that someone wanted to protect her...

"Master Zhao...thank you!"

"Your Majesty, rest early."

Wang Yanning looked at Zhao Wujiang's leaving back, her beautiful eyes were full of light.

The sun rises.

During the daytime, Chang'an City is very lively, Zhao Wujiang watched the prosperity of Chang'an in Tang Dynasty.

He was walking on the common avenue, and the image of Fengshen Yulang attracted many women's attention.

The purpose of leaving the palace and coming to Chang'an City is to buy a mansion for himself.

After he asked Secretary Cheng yesterday in the Ministry of Secretary, he realized that there were too few vacant rooms, which were filled with many books and manuscripts, not to mention that he needed a separate room to store medicinal materials and refine elixir.

So he decided to come to Chang'an City for a walk today. Anyway, he used acupuncture and medicine all day long. Even Li Zhi seldom summoned him recently to ask about Wu Meiniang's situation. .

As for Zhao Wujiang, who is now the secretary and junior prisoner, he doesn't need to do too much. He just checks in every day, and then fishes.

While thinking about it, Zhao Wujiang strolled to a store that specializes in selling vacant mansions.

The owner of the shop was a middle-aged woman with big breasts and fat buttocks. When she saw Zhao Wujiang, who was majestic and handsome, she immediately showed a look of joy.

"Oh, how can I hear the magpies chirping so early in the morning? Isn't this young master coming? Come, come, come into the house."

The female owner of the shop couldn't help but stepped forward and took Zhao Wujiang's arm and dragged her into the shop.

Why do these words sound so like a bustard?

Zhao Wujiang was taken aback by the enthusiasm of the female boss. He looked around and found that it was indeed a shop for buying and selling mansions, not a place like Lichunyuan.

"Sir, please sit down!"

The female boss greeted Zhao Wujiang to sit down, and then asked the servants to make good Longjing tea.

"Sir, do you want to sell or buy the mansion?" The female boss brushed her hair, her charm still remained.

She wanted to show Zhao Wujiang the most beautiful side of herself, and it could be seen from her eyebrows that she was a rare beauty when she was young.

Zhao Wujiang cupped his hands, "Buy a mansion, please ask my sister to send someone to show me around."

He called my sister, "Hearing this, the female shop owner was elated. She looked at Zhao Wujiang with an even more enthusiastic expression, and said, "No need, sister, I will show you around personally!"

She ordered her servants to keep an eye on the store, and set off with Zhao Wujiang.

Along the way, the female boss inquired about Zhao Wujiang's needs for the mansion, how much the budget was, etc., and fiddled with it from time to time, wanting to eat Zhao Wujiang's tofu.

They looked at one mansion after another, and Zhao Wujiang was not very satisfied.

He needs a place in the mansion where medicinal materials can be piled up, and it is best to have a quiet room for refining medicine, and most of the mansions he saw are located in the center of the Great Wall, with countless people coming and going, just like a busy city.

But there are many advantages, for example, it is not very far from the imperial palace, the travel time is short, and the public security is excellent, after all, it is located in the central area, and it is close to Miyagi, etc.

"My lord likes a secluded place?" The female boss observed her words and saw it.

Zhao Wujiang nodded.

The female store owner took Zhao Wujiang to the west of Chang'an City.

Gradually to the west of the city, there are not many pedestrians on the road, but the noise has disappeared a lot.

Zhao Wujiang passed by a small building. The plaque on the door of the small building reads "Indus Bieyuan", and the second floor of the building stretches backwards.

The second floor is full of girls leaning on railings, Yingying Yanyan flamboyantly.

This is "Wutong Bieyuan", one of the famous brothels in Chang'an City. There are brothels in all directions of Chang'an City, and Wutong Bieyuan is especially famous in the west of the city. The girls are famous for their superb skills.

"Young master, here, here!"

Upstairs, a girl shouted, and a group of women were all excited when they saw Zhao Wujiang, who was dressed in white and had an extraordinary temperament.

Zhao Wujiang didn't look up, and walked indifferently.

"My lord, they are calling you, why don't you go in and have a look?"

Seeing Zhao Wujiang's lingering expression and his unwavering gaze, the female store owner laughed and joked.

"The young masters in Chang'an City are all flirtatious. When encountering such a situation, even if they don't go in, they will laugh and tease a few words. It is rare to see a gentleman like you."

"At that time, when he was young, his clothes were thin, and he was riding a horse leaning on a leaning bridge, and the building was full of red sleeves." Zhao Wujiang blurted out.

The female boss was at a loss, so Zhao Wujiang could only say rudely: "I'm not interested in vulgar fans."

Puff... The female boss smiled and said, "It turns out that the son has high vision, but what about this 'riding horse leaning against a leaning bridge' horse?"

The female boss looked around and covered her mouth with a chuckle.

"Why do you care so much about details?"

Zhao Wujiang coughed twice.

"Sister, I'm at the edge of my head. My son's poems are not rigid, and they are completely natural. However, although this poem is good, it is still not as good as others."

She was outspoken, and as she talked along the way, she could also see that Zhao Wujiang was not the kind of person with small stomachs, but the kind of young man who was free and easy.

"Ok?"

Zhao Wujiang wondered, Yonghui still surpassed Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man" in writing lyrics in six years?

The female boss looked admiringly: "Young master, you know, Zhao Wujiang, Mr. Zhao in the palace?"

"Ok?"

"Could it be that you don't know Mr. Zhao?" The female boss also became puzzled, "Have you heard of the "Qingping Diao" and "Recalling the Present" that have been circulated throughout Chang'an?"

Zhao Wujiang nodded with a strange expression.

"These are all done by Mr. Zhao Wujiang!"

"Xinke No. [-] Scholar, Zhang Weimin, do you know? Mr. Zhao even wrote a poem for him himself, and this poem has been circulated among the people."

"Although I have never met Mr. Zhao, my sisters are saying that Mr. Zhao is not only talented, but also unrestrained, and extremely handsome."

Seeing Zhao Wujiang's silence, the female boss thought that he had been stabbed in his self-esteem, and comforted him: "My lord, you are also very handsome, and your poems just now are also quite talented. "

"Sister, aren't you afraid that the mansion won't be sold later?" Zhao Wujiang laughed.

"Don't be afraid! I can see that you are not such a person, my lord." The female boss has a plump body and looks very confident in the young man in front of her.

She seemed to think of something, and asked again:
"Oh, by the way, young master, the slave family has never asked you, what is your name?"

(End of this chapter)