Consort, she is reborn

Tang Zhao didn't want to go to Jiangnan. If the goal is too clear, it is easy to be found. After leaving the capital, she has been aimless.Occasionally trusting the horse to rein, occasionally throwing branches to decide where to go, the direct result is that she walked in the field for three days in a row, and even ate almost half of the dry food prepared by the coachman before reaching the next town.

This is a small city. Although it is not far from the capital, Tang Zhao has never heard of the name, and she can't find this city on the large maps she has seen.Then she searched for someone and found out that one day would be enough to drive here directly from the capital.

This result made Tang Zhao a little embarrassed. It was difficult for people to track her running around, but the efficiency was a bit touching.If Mingda and the others want to find her, instead of following her, they send people directly to the surrounding towns to look for her. There is a high chance of her being found. unwise.

After resting in the small town for the whole night, Tang Zhao also had no intention of staying long, so he replenished his dry food the next day and set off again.This time she didn't throw the branches, she simply decided to go west and wait until she had traveled a long enough distance before continuing to throw branches.

What Tang Zhao didn't know was that there were actually people from the princess mansion in the small town looking for her, but they went straight and arrived earlier than she did.After inquiring about her absence, I rushed directly to the next town without making much noise, so I missed it.And the miss this time was probably the person sent by the Princess Mansion to look for her, who was closest to her.

Half a month later, Tang Zhao arrived in a small town called Pingliang in the southwest, and finally decided to stop temporarily.

Pingliang is already far away from the capital, and it is not a lie to say that it is thousands of miles away.And Tang Zhao thought that there were not many traces left on the road, so if he didn't know the direction and wanted to find her within the radius of the capital, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as looking for a needle in a haystack.

Tang Zhao walked and observed all the way, and found that Mingda did not use the power of the government to make a wanted arrest.Then running here is enough, so after arriving in Pingliang, she first found an inn to settle down, and bought some new clothes for herself, then took a good bath and rested, and did not rush to leave the next day, but leisurely I wandered around the city and found a good restaurant to eat.

The life after leaving the capital was not very easy. I have been on the road without mentioning it, and the conditions for this journey are by no means good.Sleeping in the wilderness, eating dry food is common, and then she prepared a pair of bows and arrows, and went hunting after eating dry food on the road.

Come to Pingliang

Before, Tang Zhao had eaten barbecue for two days. Her own cooking skills were neither good nor bad, but it was always boring if she ate too much, and the dry food before was not delicious.

Arriving in Pingliang, apart from resting, Tang Zhao's first thought was to eat.

"Guest officer, please come in quickly. What would you like to eat?" Xiaoer led the way and greeted Tang Zhao warmly.

Tang Zhao walked into the restaurant and took a look. During lunch, the restaurant was full of customers, obviously the business here was good.So she randomly found a seat by the window in the lobby on the first floor and sat down, and said to Xiaoer: "What signature dishes do you have here, just order as many as you like."

Xiaoer then reported the names of several dishes, some of which Tang Zhao knew, and some of which he had never even heard of. The customs and food in the Southwest are quite different from those in the capital, but it doesn’t matter, Tang Zhao is always willing to try. new things.So with a bit of curiosity and a bit of casualness, I complied with the recipe reported by Xiao Er.The latter greeted someone to bring tea and snacks, and then hurried to the back kitchen to place an order.

Tang Zhao has never heard of Southwest recipes, and Southwest dim sum is also different.

The business of this restaurant is good, Tang Zhao knew after looking around for a while, that he might have to wait for a while.She was not in a hurry, and tasted the snacks from the restaurant on the table. They were sweet and salty, not tasteful, but not unpalatable.

Tang Zhao doesn't like sweets very much, but he doesn't reject this dessert.In addition, the restaurant doesn't give away much, but only three or two yuan, and when she tastes something new, she will be able to eat it.After turning back and drinking half a cup of tea, I don't feel so hungry, just waiting for the next meal with peace of mind.

After running around for half a month, Tang Zhao was somewhat tired, and today he seemed particularly lazy.She was sitting by the window, holding the cup of tea and looking at the scenery outside the window boredly. It took some time before the food was finally served.

Xiaoer skillfully put on a smiling face and greeted: "The dishes are ready, please be objective and slow."

Tang Zhao glanced at the food on the table, and was still a little fresh about the new dishes, so he nodded and dismissed Xiao Er.However, she had just lifted the chopsticks and before she had time to take a bite, something suddenly fell from the second floor, and it hit her table directly with a "bang".

The only thing Tang Zhao could do in time was to retreat quickly to avoid it.When she came back to her senses and took a closer look, not to mention the messy cups and plates on the table, what fell straight on her dining table was actually a black boot!

Rao Tang Zhao usually has a good temper, but now her face turned black. She looked up to the second floor: "Who is it?!"

The movement of the boots when they fell attracted the attention of people on the left and right. When Tang Zhao shouted and asked, several people from the entire restaurant all looked over.There was also a head poking out from the second floor, a handsome young man wearing a square scarf and dressed like a scholar, replied weakly: "Yes, I'm sorry brother, those are my boots."

Tang Zhao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the owner of the boots would be a scholar, and he was also a weak-spoken scholar-it is obviously inappropriate to take off his shoes outside, let alone throw the boots directly on the dining table in a restaurant.

She frowned, and just as she was about to say something, she saw another head protruding from the side of the scholar on the second floor.The golden jade crown looks like a wealthy son, he glanced down and said indifferently: "It's just a table of food, I will pay you another table." The same meal will be served on the table, and the money for the meal will be on the young master's head."

It was probably not the first time for the people in the restaurant to see this battle, and they didn't react too much. They only sent the waiter to appease Tang Zhao, and then accepted the young master's order.At the end, Brother Gongzi also ordered: "Bring up the shoes."

This order was not directed at Tang Zhao, but her complexion at the moment was really not good.

While pulling Tang Zhao, Xiao Er responded to the second floor.Brother Gongzi shrank his head back, and even slipped away the scholar who wanted to say something more.

Seeing that there was no commotion, the diners in the restaurant turned back one after another, and only Xiao Er held Tang Zhao to persuade him: "Guest officer, don't be angry, the villain will go to the back kitchen to order, and I will serve you the dishes first." Make it up." He pointed to the upstairs: "That upstairs guy likes to mess around, so don't argue with him, if you don't care about it, you might get into a whole lot of trouble."

Tang Zhao ignored Xiao Er, pulled back his sleeves, and went upstairs—of course she didn't have a good temper, or she left all her good temper to Mingda.Born as the prince of the state, she was born to stand in front of most of the rich and powerful. No one in Beijing would dare to treat her like this, let alone this small Pingliang City... Even if she is no longer the prince Song Ting.

The second child yelled "Hey" twice, but didn't stop Tang Zhao, so he hurriedly picked up his boots and chased after him.

Tang Zhao went up to the second floor. Surprisingly, it wasn't a group of dandies who were making trouble, but what they entered were all brushes, ink, calligraphy and paintings.Of course there was still some noise, it was because the young man who showed up before was arguing with another young man who was also dressed richly.

Brother Gongzi obviously has a violent temper, and he can't quarrel with the other party after a few arguments, so he just picks up anything and throws it at the other party.

This is obviously two groups of people, Tang Zhao guessed at a glance, this is probably what the two sides are competing for.The elder brother and the young man were the leaders, and there were many other scholars present, but they seemed to be brought in to help.

To be honest, Tang Zhao was a little curious when he saw this scene. Although the son picked up something and smashed it, how did he pick up someone else's boot and smash it?Push your partner down and pull out his boots on the spot?Or did the scholar take off his shoes?

His thoughts drifted away for a moment, and Tang Zhao pulled him back again, and he heard the young man dodge the smashed inkstone and said angrily: "My surname is Li, you can't afford to lose, but I can hit people with things!"

Brother Young Master sneered, and retorted: "Who can afford to lose? It's obvious that my person's lyrics are better than yours, but you refuse to admit it."

The two started arguing again. It turned out that the two of them had a lot of comparisons, but this time they thought of wanting Wendou somehow.So the two each found a scholar with good literary talent, and each asked someone to write a poem with missing words for the other to fill in.Whoever fills in the verse better wins.It's just that writing poetry is different, and it's hard to tell good from bad when the difference is not too big.

Tang Zhao originally came up to find a place, but he was a little speechless after seeing this scene, wondering if he should interrupt their quarrel?I always feel that it is not a good look to come forward at this time, it is better to watch them fight by themselves.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xiaoer from behind also caught up with his boots, and the scholar who lost his boots jumped up and said, "Thank you very much." He took the boots and put them on, then turned his head and apologized to Tang Zhao: " This brother, I’m really sorry, I’m being rude.”

The scholar's apology was much more sincere than that young master's brother, and he didn't mean to throw money at others, which at least made Tang Zhao feel better.She glanced at the quarreling two people who were still separated, and asked the scholar, "Can we fight?"

Looking back at the young master who was smashing things again, the scholar shook his head: "I can't fight."

It's meaningless if you can't fight.

Tang Zhao curled her lips, still a little unwilling to let it go like this, she simply walked over to read the poems both parties had filled out.After looking at it for a while, he picked up the pen, and drew two big crosses, and then refilled a few sentences next to it, and finally dropped the pen and left.

She walked back and forth so fast that the people on the second floor didn't react. When Brother Gongzi and Young Boy came to take a look, it seemed as if two big forks had been scratched on their faces, which was really ugly.But looking at the re-filled words, the two couldn't say anything, and finally blushed from holding back, the young master hummed and said: "Look at what your people have written, even a passer-by can't compare .”

The young man was not polite, and also taunted back: "It's as good as yours, but it's different."

The two were dissatisfied with each other, but they didn't feel uncomfortable looking for Tang Zhao, and they quarreled again.

No one noticed that there was a group of people on the opposite side watching the fun, but since Tang Zhao appeared, half of the eyes on the other side fell on her.When Tang Zhao finished filling out his words and left, his eyes still fell on her reluctantly.

Faintly, there seems to be a voice coming: "That kid was born really well, and his literary talent seems to be okay..."