The Way of the Consort

After Ji Zhao finished speaking, he ran away to change out of his clothes. Zong Zhen stayed where he was, stunned for a moment, and twitched his lips.

Zong Zhen went to look for Ji Zhao, and Ji Zhao was changing clothes inside the screen. Seeing him coming, Ji Zhao waved to him: "Come on, come on..."

Zong Zhen walked in, and Ji Zhao proudly said to Chen Xing: "Look, this color is really good-looking!"

Chen Xing took a look at his clothes, they were pretty and the color was very special, and he didn't know if they could be bought, Zong Zhen said: "I still have about ten horses, you said you liked them last time, I'll come today and bring them all gone."

"Wow!" Ji Zhao looked back at him with sparkling eyes, "Brother, you really are my Doraemon!"

Zong Zhen didn't understand, but he knew it was a good word, so he pursed his lips at Ji Zhao and gave a very faint smile.

"Wow, people who don't smile often look good when they smile! Hahaha!" Ji Zhao "molested" him.

His Royal Highness, the most serious prince who had never been molested before, immediately froze.

"Hahaha..." Ji Zhao laughed wantonly, and Zong Zhen's complexion softened a little. He thought about it, and it was rare to see Ji Zhao so happy, so he stopped being angry.

Chen Xing is still persuading: "Think about it, so many people, what will you do when you meet you? Besides, you have to ask Doctor Bai first before you know if you can eat that duck blood vermicelli soup. What if it is not good for the wound to heal?" , this is a big deal..."

"You are so annoying..."

"Lang Jun, really, let's not go out, shall we? Isn't it good to be at home? We also lit the lamps in the river, isn't it similar to the Qinhuai River? Let's go and invite the master to do it at home?"

"If you keep talking, I'll tell you to go out, and I won't take you to play anymore."

Chen Xing looked at Zongzhen helplessly, and begged, "You can persuade me too."

Ji Zhao raised his chin to look at Zongzhen threateningly. He looked very arrogant and cute. Zongzhen was very happy and said, "I will protect him..."

"Hahaha!" Ji Zhao laughed and gave him a thumbs up.

Chen Xing almost died of anger.

No matter how you say it, Ji Zhao didn't take his own carriage, but Zongzhen's carriage after all.

Zong Zhen got into the car first, bent down and helped him up carefully, fearing that he would hurt his arm, as soon as he got into the car, before Zong Zhen sat down, Ji Zhao came over and asked him in a low voice: "Is there any sugar?" ?!"

"..." Zong Zhen didn't know how to describe Ji Zhao's expression.

If our Highness the Crown Prince can travel to another world, we can find the most suitable description - an underground party joint.

Zong Zhen was stared at by him, and even blamed himself: "I came in a hurry today, I forgot."

"Ah—" Ji Zhao was really disappointed, but he quickly comforted him, "Then remember to send me a few more bags next time."

"Okay..." Zong Zhen stretched out his hand to touch his head. It was too hot, and Ji Zhao's hair was still all tied up, because when he went out, he wore a golden hairpin with a pink tourmaline inlaid on it, which was extravagant and unique. It was the first time that Zong Zhen saw a man wearing a golden hairpin so refined and beautiful. A man as precious as Ji Zhao is also the most suitable to use such a thing.

Ji Zhao had already turned his head, lying on the window looking at the street scene outside, Zong Zhen was afraid that he would get hurt, so he held his left hand all the time.

When Ji Zhao saw something good-looking, he would pinch his hand with his left hand: "Look, look!"

In order to prevent him from moving around, Zong Zhen clenched his fingers tightly, but Ji Zhao still moved, Zong Zhen inserted his five fingers between Ji Zhao's five fingers, and now he would stop moving.

No one noticed, the two of them clasped their fingers.

Zong Zhen has a cold body by nature, and his body feels cool and comfortable. Ji Zhao has been sticking to him tightly, and Zong Zhen's hand is firmly held in his.

Ji Zhao turned his back to him, but was almost huddled in his arms. Following the people and things outside exclaiming from time to time, Zong Zhen sat quietly behind Ji Zhao and looked at him quietly. The whole street seemed to be All fell silent, the entire summer night had already been filled in this small carriage.

Suddenly there was a wind blowing in, Zong Zhen couldn't hold back for a while, he coughed, Ji Zhao immediately turned to look at him: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay..." Zong Zhen said, covered his mouth with his hands, turned to the other side, and continued to cough.

Ji Zhao anxiously reached behind him and patted him on the back: "Why are you coughing too? Is it because you used too much ice in the hot weather and got cold?"

Zong Zhen shook his head, cleared his cough, turned around and said, "It's okay, it's just that I'm a little thirsty and my throat is dry."

"Huh..." Ji Zhao let out a breath, "I was scared to death..." He opened the curtain and shouted to Yin Ming, "Go to the street and buy a bowl of herbal tea!"

Yin Ming quickly bought it, and Ji Zhao handed it to him: "You drink a little..."

Zong Zhen never used outside food, he was a little hesitant, but Ji Zhao looked at him so worriedly, he took a sip after all, the herbal tea tasted really good, and it also moistened his throat, he drank a bowl, and his throat was much more comfortable, Ji Zhao Zhao Xiao: "Am I right?"

Zong Zhen's fingers rubbed against Ji Zhao's fingers which he was holding with him, and Ji Zhao smirked at him, squeezed his fingers as well, and said, "My strength is stronger than yours!"

Zong Zhen reached out to pat his head again.

The surrounding area of ​​Pipa Alley is very lively. In summer, there are too many people who come out to enjoy the cool air. Pipa Alley is adjacent to the Qinhuai River. The river is very windy, and there are especially many people. Many people come here for a walk, and they will sit down for a rest and drink a bowl of tea along the way. , Eat a bowl of small wontons, a bowl of candied taro seedlings, tofu flower, duck blood vermicelli soup, food stalls one after another.

This is the nature of human beings. The common people fantasize about the life of the rich every day. The rich want to get in touch with the most real life of the common people. No one can escape this law.

They got out of the car early, and Ji Zhao wanted to run forward, but luckily Zongzhen was still holding his hand, and dragged him back again, Zongzhen was slightly annoyed: "If you are disobedient and run around, just go back and count." gone."

Ji Zhao smiled flatteringly: "Be obedient! Be obedient!"

There are actually a lot of duck blood vermicelli soup stalls. Ji Zhao didn't go back to that one, but chose one that happened to have an empty seat, and pulled Zong Zhen to sit there immediately, fearing that someone would occupy the seat.

Ji Zhao broke free from Zongzhen's hand and waved at Xiaoer. Zongzhen felt a little lost in his heart, but Ji Zhao didn't respond, and looked around happily. Zongzhen was angry, and he really was a little white-eyed wolf!

This store only makes duck blood vermicelli soup. A pot of thick old duck soup has been boiled there for a long time. After the vermicelli is cooked, put it into a bowl, add duck blood, duck offal, etc., pour duck soup, sprinkle Top with chopped green onion, coriander, mustard mustard, and a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup.

Xiao Er came over with two boiling hot bowls: "Come here!" He asked again, "Guest officer, do you want spicy oil?"

"Ok?"

Zong Zhen translated: "Jinling Mandarin, I ask if you want chili oil."

"Hahaha!" Ji Zhao laughed, "It's so interesting! I want to—"

Zong Zhen sent Xiaoer away directly: "We don't need to..."

"Okay! Take it easy, guest officer!" Xiao Er turned and left, continuing to entertain other guests.

Ji Zhao was angry: "I want it!"

Zong Zhen brought chopsticks for him, took out a handkerchief to help him wipe the chopsticks, and said calmly: "You have injuries on your body, so you can't eat spicy food."

"It's rare to come here!" Ji Zhao puffed up his cheeks angrily.

Zong Zhen put down his chopsticks: "If you're disobedient and don't want to eat, I'll go back."

"Eat..." Ji Zhao looked at him aggrievedly.

"Do you want chili oil?"

"No, no, no..."

Zong Zhen gave him the wiped chopsticks and spoon: "Eat..."

Yin Ming, Chen Xing and others from a distance looked at it, but they didn't think much of it. Isn't it natural for others to serve their lord?The people who came out with His Royal Highness were all dumbfounded. It was fine for His Royal Highness to accompany the son-in-law out to eat at the stall, and His Royal Highness even wiped the chopsticks for the son-in-law!His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can even do things like wipe chopsticks!They have opened their eyes!

Ji Zhao could only use his right hand, but he wanted to suck up powder and drink soup at the same time, so he raised his head and wrinkled his nose to look at Zongzhen: "I want to drink soup..."

Zongzhen sighed, and helped him get the spoon, Ji Zhao ate a mouthful of vermicelli, and he gave him a mouthful of soup, and Ji Zhao asked again: "I want to eat duck blood..."

So His Royal Highness fed him soup with a spoon in one hand, and poured duck blood into his mouth with chopsticks in the other.

Fortunately, they were sitting in the corner, Zong Zhen turned his back to everyone, directly blocking people's sight, no one cared about them.

The followers of His Highness the Crown Prince's eyes widened one by one, more than a cat in the middle of the night.

The more Ji Zhao ate, the happier he became. Of course Zong Zhen couldn’t eat it, and Ji Zhao was eyeing his bowl. Zong Zhen wanted to stop him. After all, he couldn’t eat too much at night, so Ji Zhao said pitifully, “I didn’t eat all day today. , I finally had some soup..."

Zong Zhen didn't have the nerve to expose him, he ate a lot in his palace at noon, okay?

Ji Zhao was too cute to be pitiful, he could only nod, and Ji Zhao raised his chopsticks to attack the second bowl.

The people around him were chatting loudly, full of human fireworks, and almost all of them spoke Jinling official dialect. Ji Zhao not only listened, but also learned it. He laughed "hahaha" and said "Ah Yao spicy oil" to Zongzhen several times. , and asked Zongzhen: "Do you know a lot of Jinling official dialect? Teach me, Jinling official dialect and Yangzhou official dialect sound similar at first glance, but the difference is actually quite big."

"I often come to Jinling, almost always."

"Wow!"

Ji Zhao asked Zongzhen to tell him while eating, and when he finished eating, what he liked the most and learned the most was the phrase "A Yao spicy oil".

When they were leaving, Xiao Er greeted them, and he also said to the other Xiao Er: "Ah, do you want spicy oil?"

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "The guest officer said it very well!"

"Hahaha..." Ji Zhao laughed, he was really very happy today.

Zong Zhen nodded to his entourage, they gave the stall owner and Xiao Er a gold ingot respectively, the stall owner and Xiao Er were both dumbfounded.

Ji Zhao didn't see it, and ran away again. Chen Xing was going to go up to offer a reward. Seeing this, he exchanged a glance with Yin Ming, and nodded secretly in his heart. They are caring, responsive, and generous, and they can rest assured to be friends with such people.

Ji Zhao hummed the song softly again, and said without looking back: "I like Kunqu opera recently, and I want to buy a troupe to keep at home! I can listen to it if I want!"

He wasn't worried that there was no one behind him, but Zong Zhen did follow him all the time. Hearing this, he walked up to Ji Zhao, stood side by side with him, and said, "I'll help you find it."

Ji Zhao looked at him sideways, just waiting for his words, without being polite at all, and said with a smile, "Thank you brother!"

Ji Zhao knew that he was kind to him, and he enjoyed and liked his kindness very much.

Zong Zhen suddenly wanted to grab his face.

Zong Zhen clenched his hands into his sleeves and hid them in his sleeves. Ji Zhao pointed ahead: "Let's go to Loquat Alley to have a look. I just came back from the mountain, and I haven't visited that study for more than half a month. It's time to digest my food."

"it is good……"

As he walked, Ji Zhao said, "Brother, you said you could help me find the whereabouts of Xiaoyaozi, did you ever find him? In his latest book, he mentions Jiangling Mansion, and I've obviously been there, but his writing is so interesting! It's more interesting than me. It is even more interesting to see Jiangling Mansion with your own eyes!"

"A new book?"

"Don't you know?" Ji Zhao wasn't surprised, "His new book was published in Jiangling Mansion this time, so it's normal if you don't know!"

As for Xiaoyaozi, it is really hard to find someone who comes and goes without a trace, but Zongzhen is the prince, he dispatches the task, has enough manpower and power, there is always a way, according to Chen Keye and the others, Xiaoyaozi never Without disclosing his whereabouts or identity, someone is responsible for acting on his behalf, passing his manuscripts to the bookstore in transit, and is also responsible for recovering the money and transferring it to Xiaoyaozi.

Chen Keye found this middleman, he was an ordinary old man, and Chen Keye also sent people to follow this old man.

The old man seemed to know a little bit about geography and divination, he lived in no fixed place, and disappeared every time without anyone noticing, and he couldn't follow him at all.

Later, they managed to block the old man himself. Although they didn't know their identities, they didn't seem to be idle people. In addition, Zong Zhen had explained that they should respect the old man. They were very polite to the old man, and the old man obviously didn't want to completely offend these people.

Knowing their plans, and knowing that their young master admires Xiaoyaozi himself very much, he wants to write him a letter to talk about his book.

The old man promised to help them ask Xiaoyaozi himself for his opinion, but Xiaoyaozi happened to travel again in recent months, and it took a while for him to reply.

Although Zong Zhen thought that he was sure of everything, he still wanted to wait for the matter to be finalized before telling Ji Zhao, so that he would not be happy in vain.

Zong Zhen didn't mention this matter, but said again: "The Jiangling Mansion in your eyes is also very interesting."

"Really?!" Ji Zhao looked back at him.

"Naturally, I read those letters many times."

"Haha, really, really? How many times have you watched it?!" Ji Zhao asked, and Zong Zhen felt a little uncomfortable. He hurried forward a few steps, and Ji Zhao chased after him, asking around him.

While chatting and playing, the two walked to the familiar study in the innermost room, and asked, there was no new work by Xiaoyaozi, and there was no handwriting by Xiaoyaozi.

Ji Zhao was slightly disappointed, his nose was wrinkled like a little bun just out of the cage, Zong Zhen couldn't see his disappointment, and he said after all: "My place is about to contact Xiaoyaozi himself, then you can ask him directly. "

"Really?!" Ji Zhao was instantly elated.

"Um……"

Ji Zhao was not sad, and pulled Zong Zhen out straight away, humming a very strange song, which Zong Zhen couldn't understand, but Ji Zhao was actually humming the song of Doraemon. Ji Zhao was in a good mood, thinking again Distracted, he moved closer to Zong Zhen's ear and whispered, "You know what!"

"Ok?"

"In order to make amends to me, the prince specially..." Ji Zhao murmured about delivering the book, and His Royal Highness wished he could get into the crack of the stone slab in front of him.

"Hahaha! I found out later, so from that time on, I realized that the prince is actually not that scary! That's why I dared to quarrel with him! Every time I get angry at him like that, he doesn't Dare to do anything to me! You know it, you are talking about him!"

"... "

In the middle of Loquat Lane, there is a loquat tree planted in the middle of the road. The loquat tree is said to be more than 200 years old. It is tall and lush. It is the symbol of Loquat Lane. The tree is surrounded by large stones to surround the flower bed. Many lights and wishes are hung on the tree. Ji Zhao hummed a song, and when he got there, he stopped and looked up at the lights hanging on the tree.

Zong Zhen followed and stopped. His Royal Highness, who hadn't spoken for a long time, was not very happy. He was ridiculed face to face, and he was still so happy after being ridiculed. Zong Zhen said unhappily: "You are in a good mood today. .”

Ji Zhao looked back at him and nodded with a smile: "Yes! I'm very happy!"

"..." Zong Zhen felt that he should indeed speak less, so that he could live a few more years, but he just refused to learn the lesson.

Unexpectedly, Ji Zhao said again: "Because you are here, with you here, I am the happiest me in the whole world!"

After finishing speaking, he tilted his head slightly, and his eyes bent into two small crescents towards Zongzhen. Zongzhen still accurately caught the light flashing in his eyes, which was more dazzling and beautiful than the lights full of trees.