The story of the rich and the young being tricked into farming

As soon as Ye Xiaozhou came out of the house, he met Jing Min's eyes who were sitting in a wheelchair.

King Ning changed into a brand-new crimson brocade robe today, this color is quite flattering, and Jing Min has a pair of unique facial features.

Not only Ye Xiaozhou, but even Chen Mengchu, who regarded King Ning as a nightmare, couldn't help but boldly linger on his face for a while. He couldn't help feeling that this face was really pleasing to the eye. If King Ning's temper could be better, Chen Mengchu felt that he was a perfect match for his young master.

But her gaze only lingered on King Ning for a while, and then quickly cast her gaze on Han Xiuping standing behind Jing Min. Han Xiuping is still wearing the usual navy blue short robe today, although his appearance He is quite handsome, but when compared with Jing Min, he really looks a bit ordinary.

However, Chen Mengchu still felt that his face was terribly good-looking.

"Come here," King Ning looked at Ye Xiaozhou expressionlessly, the sandalwood folding fan in his hand fell on his knee, "I will walk by my king's side later, and you are not allowed to walk around without my king's permission."

Ye Xiaozhou walked up to Jing Min's side with a twist, and Chen Mengchu hurriedly followed, taking a step behind Ye Xiaozhou.

"Are you used to living in the backyard recently?" Jing Min asked in a casual tone, as if nothing had happened, "The houses in the backyard used to be unused, they weren't inhabited, and they were used to pile up After all, it is not as spacious as the room next to the king's bedroom."

Ye Xiaozhou paused for a while, and then replied politely: "Please trouble the prince to be so worried, but I live very well in the backyard, so I won't bother the prince ahead."

He had never spoken to Jing Min so politely before, but now he is so obedient, Jing Min thought he would be happy, but his mood became inexplicably depressed, and he frowned slightly: "Even if you don't think about yourself, You have to think about the child in your womb, you are the concubine Ning who is being married by the king, why should you live in the place where the servants live?"

"Didn't the prince say that you can live wherever you want?" Ye Xiaozhou asked, "Since the prince is a gentleman, he must keep his word."

Jing Min pulled the old man's face, and threw him a sentence very unreasonably: "This king is a prince, why did he say that he wants to be a gentleman? Tomorrow you pack up and move back."

"Didn't the lord always regard me as an enemy?" Ye Xiaozhou asked suddenly, "Now that the vengeance has been avenged, and my wealth and life are in your hands, lord, shouldn't the lord treat me harshly? Why bother with the comfort I live in?" I’m not feeling well, so why send someone to monitor whether I’m drinking those tonic soups every day?”

King Ning first turned his head and glanced at Han Xiuping, knowing that this idiot had made his own claim to expose him, but it was not the time to punish him yet.

"Yes, I hate you to death," Jing Min said bluntly, "That's why I hope you live longer, so that I can teach you to torture you for the rest of your life—and, that soup is for Ben. The king's flesh and blood is not for you, so don't be too sentimental."

Ye Xiaozhou smiled inexplicably, as if he was slightly relieved: "I think so."

Although it was to save face for himself, but Ye Xiaozhou responded so readily, Jing Min was not happy again, and he was sulking all the way, and refused to speak again.

The sky outside was getting dark, and as the last rose-colored afterglow in the sky was suppressed by the blue-gray sky, lanterns were lit up in front of the doors and shops in the street one after the other.

The whole Luojing seemed more prosperous than in the daytime.

Seeing Ye Xiaozhou looking left and right, he seemed to be very interested in everything, but his prince held his elder face and refused to make a sound, so Han Xiuping had no choice but to go out on his own.

He cleared his throat slightly, and then introduced to Ye Xiaozhou: "Luojing actually has a curfew, but since the year before last, the emperor followed Master Han's advice and made drastic changes, the curfew in the imperial city has been postponed to the third watch." It was only implemented, and the ban was lifted at the fifth watch, although this has nearly doubled the number of guards in charge of security in the city, and they are working in shifts day and night, but the business is booming after all."

Ye Xiaozhou nodded. They are far away from the emperor in Pingjiang Prefecture. The most prosperous thing these years is business. The people in the south of the Yangtze River are rich and there are few robbers. The war rarely affects them, so the curfew has been relaxed. , Day and night are as prosperous as color, so Ye Xiaozhou doesn't think this is new.

"Wangfei's home is in Gusu City, so I don't think this night market is anything new," Han Xiuping said slowly, "But there is a 'ghost market' to the west of Luojing, where most of the Huns entrenched in Luojing, Our uncommon rare treasures can be seen at the ghost market."

Ye Xiaozhou suddenly became interested. When Ye Hongfang was young, he used to take caravans all over the world, and brought back a lot of things from the Huns, which was really novel.

"Can we go there and see?"

King Ning, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth and said decisively: "No, there are many people in the ghost market, most of them are rude foreigners, and they are easy to get into trouble."

Since the disaster of Lu, the Huns did not want many other people. They only asked a small group of Huns to stay in the Central Plains and communicate with the Han people all the year round.And the Xiongnu entrenched in Luojing has always been the largest number in the country, and they obey the orders of the government on the surface, but in fact they only listen to Jing Ling's words in secret.

Ye Xiaozhou was obviously a little disappointed, and then habitually found a nice sentence: "Isn't there still the prince and Han guards? And this is the imperial city. Even if those foreigners are bold, how dare they provoke the prince?"

His unobtrusive flattery made Ning Wang feel good all over his body, and most of the sullenness he had just now dissipated.

Jing Min pondered for a moment, and then said unhurriedly: "If you have to go there, it's not impossible, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that my concubine has to follow me closely, and she must not leave my sight for a moment. Also - I will move into the room next to my bedroom tomorrow morning."

Ye Xiaozhou thought for a while, and then readily agreed.

The location of the ghost market was relatively remote, so Han Xiuping went back to the mansion to summon a carriage driver, and brought two more carriages. It took the four of them an hour and a half to finally arrive at the gate of the ghost market.

Although it is called the ghost market, it looks quite lively here. There are hawkers along the street one after another, some are Chinese with a Hun accent, and some are Xiongnu dialect that Ye Xiaozhou can't understand a word.

"What's this?" Ye Xiaozhou looked at a small stall on the street, where there were baskets and baskets of things.

The bearded peddler spoke quite fluent Chinese, pointing to the baskets of jerky in front of him one by one: "My dear guest, this is beef jerky, mutton jerky, horse jerky... each has its own price, If you want more, I will sell it to you at the lowest price—if you want to taste a piece first, that’s okay too.”

Pingjiang didn't have any habit of making jerky, and Ye Xiaozhou didn't remember eating such things very much. Hearing what he said, he reached out to pick up a piece of jerky that he handed over.

However, the jerky was just halfway there when it was knocked off by the fan handle suddenly stretched out by King Ning. Ye Xiaozhou and the vendor looked at Jing Min at the same time. Ye Xiaozhou was just puzzled, but in the vendor's eyes, there was clearly angry.

Jing Min smiled kindly at the man: "I'm sorry, it's just that it's not convenient for my wife to eat food from outside - but this jerky looks really good, so let's weigh a catty for each of us."

After speaking, he said to Han Xiuping who was standing behind him, "Jun Ling, give me the silver."

Han Xiuping immediately took out an ingot of silver from the brocade bag, and handed it to the vendor. When the vendor saw the silver, he naturally lost his temper, and packed the jerky neatly.

Then he smiled very kindly: "Your honored guest, go slowly."

After walking far away, Jing Min said with a cold face: "Did you say that you can't touch the food outside?"

Ye Xiaozhou muttered, and said in a muffled voice, "I obviously never said that."

"That's already been said," Jing Min said incredulously, "You can buy these foods, but you must wait for someone to inspect them after you return home, and then you can enter, remember?"

Ye Xiaozhou was greedy for the mouth at this moment. After he brought it back to the palace and asked someone to check it, he might still want to eat it, but seeing that Jing Min had no room for maneuver, he had to admit it and reluctantly went back. Sentence: "Got it."

The four wandered deeper and deeper, Ye Xiaozhou and Chen Mengchu were curious about everything they saw, besides dried meat, gradually there were more Qiu Zili and a small ornament carved from She Taicui jade in King Ning's arms.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside.

The coachman of the Wangfu who was supposed to be watching the carriage outside the ghost market ran over in a panic: "My lord, my lord! It's too bad, our carriage has been robbed!"

Han Xiuping pushed Jing Min to turn around, and saw that the coachman's face was scratched, as if he had touched someone.

"Who is it, have you seen it clearly?" King Ning asked in a deep voice.

"This..." The coachman lowered his head and thought for a while, before he said, "The lights outside are dark, and the slave didn't see it clearly. I guess there are five or six people, all of whom are covered with black veils. Looking at the clothes, they should be Huns."

Jing Min's eyes were dark, and there seemed to be suspicion between his brows.

Although there are mostly foreigners here, it is still under the control of the imperial court, and there are officers and soldiers on patrol from time to time. How dare those thieves have the guts to rob the carriage of Prince Ning's mansion...

Suddenly, Jing Min's eyes moved slightly, and then he said: "This is unusual, go back to Prince Ning's Mansion first."

"Ye Xiaozhou, I'm afraid it's not peaceful here today, let's go back for now, and bring you here when we have time..."

There was no response from Ye Xiaozhou later.

"Ye Xiaozhou?" Jing Min suddenly turned the wheelchair around, only to find that there was no one behind him.

At that moment, King Ning couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, the veins on the back of his hand that was pressed on the wheelchair bulged, and his whole body was gloomy like a pool of stagnant and icy stagnant water.

Han Xiuping was also very surprised. How did Ye Xiaozhou and Chen Mengchu disappear so quietly in just a few words from the moment the coachman ran over?

A terrible thought suddenly appeared in his mind, unless...they ran away by themselves?

"You hire a fast horse to go back first." Jing Min's face was calm, but his voice was gloomy, as if he was going to kill someone in the next second, he said to the coachman, "Get all the slaves in the palace. .”

"Yes." The coachman didn't dare to look at King Ning, so he turned his head and ran away.

"Han Xiuping," Jing Min continued, "go to the doorman guarding here, and immediately seal up the entire ghost market, so that not a single mouse can escape."