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But this time, it seems that his lucky day has come. The jailer who was busy picking up people and never paid any attention to him, this time came straight to him, opened the wooden prison door in front of him with a creak, and his face was full of tears. With an impatient look, she hooked her fingers at him.

"You, come out!"

"I!"

Quite unbelievable, Luo Zhen pointed to his nose and asked in astonishment, but the guard who heard it was even more impatient, and yelled angrily: "Yes, you are the only one in Jurong County who defaults on paying the money owed to the government. Citizenship is gone, who else are you?"

"Citizenship? What citizenship?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and go with me!"

Luo Zhen asked in astonishment, but the jailer had already pulled him by the collar without hesitation, and staggered him out.

Already squatting at the bottom, I don't know what to do. As soon as he walked out of the prison, the dazzling light made Luo Zhen unable to open his eyes, and covered them with his left hand.Regardless of dragging him by the neck, he dragged him to the county government office. The jailer finally threw him aside. The darkened environment finally made his pierced eyes full of tears a little more comfortable. While rubbing his eyes, a soft and beautiful voice suddenly entered his ears.

"That's it, thank you, Brother Guancha!"

Unable to restrain himself, Luo Zhen turned his head away, but in the haze of tears, he could only see a rough shadow, a petite figure wrapped in a beautiful azalea red dress, and his hair tied up like azalea flowers bit by bit. On point, it seemed that he was talking about something, and the elder brother jailer who brought him here was like returning a face, his big mouth was almost grinning to both sides of his mouth, his face was full of red and he shook his head.

He rubbed his eyes again, and when he opened his eyes again, the two of them had already finished talking, and the jailer put on a stern and selfless face again, but he took out the key and opened the shackles on Luo Zhen's hand, yelling in a muffled voice.

"Someone bailed you out this time! You won't be so lucky next time. If you come in as a criminal again, I'll kill you till you die?"

But Luo Zhen didn't bother to talk to him anymore, his eyes were staring in front of him in a daze! The slim figure finally turned around, and there was a matching beautiful picture under the full head of hair. The face, the oval face, the sharp chin, the pair of big eyes looking at me charmingly, the small mouth with a smile, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, giving people a very sweet feeling, if you have to say yes If there are any flaws, this woman doesn't seem to be the kind of young lady who doesn't leave the door and doesn't go out. Her skin is a little darker under the sun, showing a healthy wheat color. Compared with this classic Ming-style skirt, her temperament Slightly inconsistent.

Lifting the corner of her skirt, the beauty bowed slightly to her, but she didn't speak. Luo Zhen's heart beat a few times when she saw it.

"Okay! Let's go!"

At this time, the shackles were undone, followed by another slap on the shoulder, which made Luo Zhen tremble. Amid the vulgar laughter of the jailer, he was pushed over violently, and he staggered to the sallow-colored prison guard. Beside the beauty.

"Young master, please come with the slave family!"

Once again, that kind of Confucian and sweet voice came to his ears again, and Luo Zhen hurriedly nodded, then followed the corner of this beauty's skirt and limped out step by step with his head lowered. So, even though I still don't know the situation, but anyway, it's better than staying below, right?

Outside the yamen, a luxuriously decorated four-wheeled carriage had already been waiting there, and there were also two rather strong servants waiting there. Luo Zhen's bullying character was clearly revealed. Body, he was hesitant to continue to follow, but who knows, during this hesitation, the wheat-colored beauty stretched out his hand and opened the car door, turned around with a smile, and held Luo Zhen's hand without hesitation. .

The soft touch made Luo Zhen feel stupid, and he was led into the carriage in a daze.

As the driver in front flicked his whip violently, the sound of the wheels rolling could be heard. He didn't know where he was going, so he huddled in a corner uneasily. The beautiful woman, however, was generous, she rummaged through a box and found a box, first placed two ceramic jars on the side, then took out a roll of white cotton cloth, and immediately put a yellow plate on the bottom, finished This time, the beauty once again stretched out her little hand to him with a warm smile.

"Young master, please give your right hand to the servant!"

"Ah good"

Up to now, Chen Wangshu's interrupted right hand has not healed, and even under a series of harsh environments, the wound has turned black and festered. Trembling, Luo Zhen stretched out his hand tremblingly, but it was touched by the extremely gentle hands of that little beauty. She took it, pulled it on the copper basin, looked at the wound, and frowned as if distressed.

"Young master, now my family is going to wash your wound with medicinal wine, it may hurt a little, please bear with it!"

The little hand opened the bottle cap, and a smell of wine with a medicinal aroma rushed towards his face. The next moment, the amber medicinal wine was slowly poured on his hand, but the sharp pain made Luo Zhen feel like killing a pig. With a scream, he pulled his hand away suddenly, and the medicinal wine was sprayed on the face of the little beauty.

However, there was no sullenness at all, the little beauty looked at him anxiously and distressedly, and asked hurriedly.

"Young Master is a literati, if your right hand is crippled, you will no longer be able to write poems and paintings, it will definitely be very difficult!"

These words can be regarded as touching Luo Zhen's heartstrings. He is a scholar, he wants to make a comeback, and he relies on his right hand to write beautiful articles, and this little beauty's warm concern also touched his heart, and tears flowed down. His dark face was trembling, he finally stretched out his right hand again, took his hand, and the little beauty poured the medicinal wine on it more carefully.

Delicate hands brushed against his, the cotton slowly washed away the blood and broken skin, the copper plate was already dirty, but Luo Zhen's hands turned white again, and the roll of cotton cloth was in her hands again Unfolded, and carefully bandaged his hands, although the sting caused by the alcohol could not stop coming, but looked down at the wrapped palm, and watched all this done, with his chin resting on his hands, watching with great interest Looking at the smiling face of his little beauty, for a while, Luo Zhen had a sore nose again, feeling moved to tears.

Since the Yingtian incident more than two months ago, he hasn't experienced this warm feeling of being cared for for a long time.

Spices were sprinkled in the warm bathtub, and two maids helped to wipe their bodies with corn cobs. After taking a thorough hot bath, and wrapped in a brand-new set of Confucian robes for scholars, Luo Zhen can be considered to have regained the image of that little boy. .

He came out limping, and in the rather elegantly decorated flower hall, a burst of fragrance came to his nostrils, a large table full of dishes had already been placed on the table, steaming, and the person holding his fragrant cheeks The little beauty saw him coming out, her eyes lit up, and she greeted him in surprise.

"My lord, you're done washing! I don't know what you like to eat, so I have prepared everything in the kitchen. Please forgive me!"

The nose was sore from being so touched, coupled with the doubts buried in his stomach, Luo Zhen couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly clasped his fists together, and bowed heavily to the little beauty.

"What can Xiaosheng do? Thanks to the lady who rescued her and treated her so graciously, Xiaosheng is really grateful, I can't afford it!"

"Why did you say that, son?"

She bowed heavily in panic, and the little beauty shook her head again and again.

"The son is a member of the slave family. The slave family did not rescue him in time and caused the son to suffer so much. I hope the son will not be offended!"

"Family, miss, what do you mean?"

"My lord, could it be that you have forgotten the marriage that was made between the lord and the slave family when the eldest lady was alive!"

She was ashamed and anxious, but after saying this, the little beauty blushed and lowered her head shyly.

But Luo Zhen was struck by lightning when he heard this sentence. Indeed, before Luo Ning was betrayed to him and died, when he was in Hangzhou, he did tell him several marriages in succession, hoping that he could get married quickly. Continuing the incense for Luo's parents' house, but on the one hand, he is romantic, or called a scumbag, and on the other hand, he hates Luo Ning, all of which were rejected by him very politely!

However, I never expected that when I was at my worst, it was the marriage that Luo Ning had made for me to save myself. With mixed feelings in my heart, it took a long time for Luo Zhen to find it extremely difficult to hold his fists together again. , bowed heavily.

"Xiaosheng Luo Zhen, I met Miss!"

A smile appeared on her face again, and the little beauty also pressed her hands flat, her slender legs squatting slightly, and gracefully poured out a blessing.

"Chu Tian, ​​my servant, I've seen the young master!"

Chapter 861. This is a global war

It turns out that Hangzhou City was also snowed, and the snow during the Little Ice Age was extraordinarily heavy. The snowflakes will be poured white no matter whether the deep houses of princes and generals or the humble houses of ordinary people.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty was so intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of Hangzhou Bay that it abandoned the capital and moved the capital here. At this time, Daming seemed to have learned from the squeamish Song Dynasty. Most of the important officials of the imperial court gathered here.

It's just that this trip is by no means a relaxing and joyful trip, on the contrary, the facial expressions of each of the officials are quite heavy.

Mao Jue didn't like to live in the imperial palace, but preferred the small concrete building he brought out from the Dongjiang River. He accepted the court officials to stay, and the location of the meeting followed the emperor's habit. It was set at the headquarters of the East India Company in Hangzhou, where shareholders held meetings Inside the glass-domed conference hall, cabinet ministers and ministers in purple robes lined up on both sides, each with dignified faces and thoughtful thoughts.

It has to be mentioned that Mao Jue, the emperor himself, is quite extravagant. He held national racing competitions, the Empire Plaza built in various places, and the railway network extending in all directions, all of which cost tens of thousands of dollars. For his subjects, he kept his mouth shut and demanded diligence and thrift. The original Ming-style official robes with loose clothes and large sleeves were changed at this time. Instead, they are similar to the Chinese tunic suits of later generations, but the colors are purple and crimson. The trousers were also kept, and they were still neatly embroidered on the chest.

It is said to be thrifty, but in fact, it is necessary to embroider the two sides to be exactly aligned, and the workmanship is more expensive than ordinary robes. More than half of it was removed, and it was replaced with a shrewd and capable aura, so many people secretly said that Mao Jue's move was to imitate King Wuling of Zhao's Hufu riding and shooting, and no one objected.

Next to Mao Jue, the most central figure, Adelena, who has returned to work, is wearing a set of neat third-rank imperial secretary official robes, but her official robes are replaced by short skirts instead of trousers. Wearing white short fleece pants and a pair of intellectual black-rimmed glasses.

It is said that the prosperity and decline of the dynasty can be seen from the women's skirts. They are as strong as the Tang Dynasty, and the social atmosphere is also extraordinarily open. The low-cut dresses that are comparable to the hotness of later generations have become the trend of the court and the upper class, but when the family and the country fall In the Southern Song Dynasty, Neo-Confucianism flourished, starving to death was a small matter, but injustice was a major matter! Men who couldn’t beat foreign enemies outside could only vent their anger on their own women, and rewrapped women tightly and tightly. Shut up at home.

If it was decades ago, Adelaine's body would have already caused an uproar, but now that the Ming Dynasty has been revived and opened up, this is no longer surprising.

Moreover, compared with those literati officials in the Chongzhen Dynasty who were not doing their jobs properly, staring at the big and small things, but they were all pretending to be deaf and dumb about major military and state affairs. They don't have the energy to care about what other people wear, and they put all their energy in the hands of the imperial secretary Adelaina.

What a big deal!

"Now that we have obtained accurate information, the Dutch Red-haired Clan has officially intervened in our Great Ming's unification war!"