Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

Chapter 228 Looking up to the sky and laughing to go home, am I from Penghao?

The north wind was bitter, and there was another thin snow at night.

In the early morning, the servants got up early to sweep the yard, rubbing their hands from the cold and breathing into their palms from time to time.

The courtyard door of Chen Qing's residence was closed and there was no sound.

The two heads were stuck together, looking out through the crack of the door with a focused expression.

The thin hemp rope stretched out from Wang Zhiyin's hand and disappeared under the snow.

In the middle of the yard is a slanted bamboo basket propped up with wooden sticks, and hemp ropes are tied to the sticks.

"I'm coming."

"Don't worry, wait until they all go in."

Chen Qing and Wang Zhiyin stared round their eyes and held their breath.

The birds on the eaves couldn't resist the temptation of food after all, so they settled in groups in the courtyard.

First, he bounced around the periphery twice, and after eating all the scattered grains, he stepped under the weaving basket step by step.

While they were eating, they looked around warily, and after a while, they boldly buried themselves in the yellow grains.

"pull!"

Chen Qing suddenly shouted.

Wang Zhiyin twitched the hemp rope violently.

pat!

The baskets were buckled, and the birds flapped their wings in fright, trying to escape.

"Reba, come quickly, bring the sack."

Chen Qing shouted happily, opened the door and rushed out.

"Hey, here we come."

"Patriarch be careful, don't fall."

Reba gave a warning, then picked up the sack and followed behind.

Wang Zhiyin's legs and feet were inconvenient, so she stood up holding the door, "There is a beautiful bird with blue feathers inside, don't kill it."

Chen Qing carefully opened the flat basket and took out the birds one by one.

Reba held the mouth of the sack with both hands, and when he put the bird in, he withdrew his hand and immediately tied it tightly.

"What blue and red ones will all go into our stomachs later."

After collecting the loot, Chen Qing happily walked into the house with the sack in hand.

"That's different."

"It's beautiful!"

"How good is it to keep it?"

Wang Zhiyin is active by nature, but now she has to stay in the room every day to recover from her injuries.

After Chen Qing was dismissed from office, he had the leisure to play with her, so he was naturally in a bright mood.

"What's the use of looking good?"

"Just say it smells good or not?"

He swayed around with the sack in his hand, "Let's go roast sparrow!"

Wang Zhiyin rolled her eyes helplessly.

Hot water had already been boiled on the stove, and the three of them worked together to peel and wash the bird, and put it on a bamboo stick and set it up beside the charcoal fire.

"It would be nice to have a glass of kumari."

Wang Zhiyin looked at the gradually changing color of the roasted bird, and sniffed, "Sweet and sour to produce fluid, remove oil and relieve greasy."

"You will enjoy it!"

Chen Qing complained, and stood up: "Is there no bar in our house?"

"I'll call you."

"Brother, wait for a while, I will go back for my brother."

Wang Zhiyin didn't expect that Chen Qing would really go for a drink after she casually mentioned it.

"Forget it, it's the same for other wines in this cold day."

Chen Qing said with a smile: "Your brother has worked so hard, if it weren't for you on the wedding night, I wouldn't have brought a gun, and I might be dead by now."

Wang Zhiyin blushed instantly with embarrassment.

Before she recovered, Chen Qing had already walked out of the room quickly.

"You wear thicker clothes."

"No, I'll be right back."

Chen Qing waved his hand, trotted and disappeared from her sight.

"Really."

Wang Zhiyin looked at the gate of the courtyard, and suddenly showed panic: "Oh no, I forgot to send guards to follow him."

"My maidservant remembers that there is a wine shop at the corner ahead, full of all kinds of wine."

"Ma'am, don't worry."

Reba comforted gently.

"Well, this scourge should not be so easy to cause accidents."

Wang Zhiyin nodded and felt relieved.

Reba couldn't help but laugh, your worries are written all over your face, and you still call him a "scourge"?

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It was freezing cold.

There are few people on the road and they are in a hurry.

Chen Qing came out of the shop with the jug in hand, and walked quickly to his house with his arms tucked up.

Without an official, he entered Xianyang City as a congregation, and it is rare to have a leisure time.

Just take a vacation for yourself.

When Li Si was dismissed, the disciples of the Legalists in the court would not let it go.

The first emperor probably had planned for a long time and removed him from his official position in advance.

If Chen Qing doesn't show up, others will have nothing to do with him, and there will be less verbal disputes in the court, and everyone will be at ease.

"what."

When he went out, there were two carriages parked at the door, so he didn't take it seriously.

After a while, three more carts came.

Chen Qing couldn't help becoming alert, and reached out to touch the musket on his back waist.

He slowed down his pace and glanced back and forth at several coachmen.

"Look at what."

"What's missing in the car, let me ask you!"

A big and round coachman was impatiently stared at and shouted loudly.

"Brother, I am a resident near here."

Chen Qingsui pointed to a direction with dense residential buildings: "It's very cold, but someone wants to move? Why are there so many cars and horses?"

"Go, go, none of your business."

The coachman waved his hand, and raised his head proudly: "I'll do a job for Young Master Chen, and the idlers should not listen and ask questions."

Chen Qing became even more interested, and asked with a smile: "I heard that Young Master Chen has been dismissed from office, but is he going back to his hometown?"

The coachman gave him an annoyed look.

On a very cold day, they were too cold to stand up and sit down outside.

The left and right were both idle, so they beckoned: "Young Master Chen is the emperor's son-in-law, even if he is not an official, he is also a relative of the emperor! Did he leave and let Her Royal Highness stay alone in the vacant room?"

"Then this is..."

Chen Qing pointed at the carriage curiously.

"It's the car called by Xiangli Zhonghou's family."

The coachman lowered his voice and said, "Isn't this Her Royal Highness coming to live here? Wouldn't it be disgusting for them to live in Young Master Chen's house?"

"Oh……"

Only then did Chen Qing suddenly realize.

Xiangli Xi didn't want to cause trouble for her daughter, so she bought or rented a new house and planned to move things out first.

Wait until the matter is done, and then tell him, so as not to get entangled.

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

The coachman put his hands in his sleeves, and suddenly smelled a faint scent of wine.

"Amazu, it's worthless."

"Dude, take a sip to warm yourself up?"

Chen Qing readily lifted the jug.

"Hey, what's the point of this...?"

The coachman rubbed his hands, obviously very moved.

Several other coachmen also surrounded him, not embarrassed to say anything, but staring at his flagon eagerly.

"Take it and drink it, I'll just make another pot."

The price of turbid wine is cheap, and ordinary people would drink a catty or two during festivals, and Chen Qing didn't take it seriously.

"Wait, I'm going to ask for a bowl."

"You keep the pot."

The big and round coachman ran away in a hurry.

Not long after, he came back excitedly holding a big pottery bowl.

Holding the jug, Chen Qing poured half a bowl for each of them, and asked them to take turns to enjoy it.

"Your Highness, do you think that is the Patriarch?"

An exquisite and luxurious carriage drove slowly.

The maid looked familiar at Chen Qing from a distance, and after helping Ying Shiman get out of the car, she pointed at his back and said.

"Husband?"

How could Ying Shiman not know her husband who slept on the same couch.

She quickly took off the fox fur shawl and walked forward quickly.

"Have you had enough?"

"There are still some in the pot, so I'll give them to you."

Chen Qing shook the flagon and raised his arms again.

"Thank you bro!"

"You are such an open person!"

"We don't drink this wine for free. If you have any work to do in the future, say hello, and the brothers will keep it for you properly!"