After the death of the villain

The woman was hesitant at first, but seeing that the young man was really looking forward to it, she couldn't bear to refuse, so she urged: "Come back early, don't cause trouble."

"Yes!" the boy said, carrying five or six bags in one hand, followed Xie Xiangying to the door.

The distance between Beicheng and Tianzi's feet is not close, Xie Xiangying talked and laughed with the boy all the way, and he didn't feel tired until he entered the door.

The young man was lively and charming, very likable.The two chatted along the way, and Xie Xiangying also found out the identity of their family.The boy's name is Mo Linquan. The family used to do dim sum business in Xunyang in the south, but after the flood in the south, they fled all the way to the north.Borrowing some money, the shop in Shengjing sold some desserts again.

"There are many noble people in Shengjing, and they are very generous. Our dim sum sells much better than in my hometown." Mo Linquan was still talking about business when he entered the door.

Xie Xiangying took off his coat, and the two talked in the room for a while, then asked the servants to take Mo Linquan to the guest room to rest.

After only two days in the temple, Xie Xiangying was really tired with so many things entangled in his body.

Hurrying on the road at night, Xie Xiangying rested in the small courtyard with bamboo fence and slept directly through the early morning time.

The servants had already sent Mo Linquan back, Xie Xiangying cleaned up, looking worried at the welcoming pine in the courtyard.

No one in sight.

The regent did not go to court early, Xie Xiangying had already thought about how those people in the court should arrange him.

Zhuo Ying told Xie Xiangying that someone had already sent someone to send the report of the Prince Regent's illness, so Xie Xiangying was not in a hurry, and swayed around to water the flowers and plants in the yard, and after noon in the sun, he began to think about what the eldest princess entrusted. .

Dongling is thousands of miles away from Shengjing, Xie Xiangying originally thought that he could have a few days of leisure before the arrival of the Dongling envoy, but he didn't expect the little emperor to summon him in the middle of the night one after another, and it was no big deal when he returned.

Bo Ying didn't turn black and white like this, Xie Xiangying couldn't go against the little emperor's wishes, he could only complain in his heart.You can't change others, you can only stabilize your own mentality.

In the evening, I accompanied the little emperor through the curtain to read the booklets, and when I returned, I went to the snack shop of Mo Linquan's mother and son to buy something to satisfy my hunger.If you buy more, you will give them to the maids and servants, and you will also give a lot to Sun Liangyu.

"Is Your Majesty hungry?"

Seeing that Ling Lang was just drinking the tea dryly, Xie Xiangying unconsciously asked out the confusion in his heart.Drinking tea to refresh oneself, such a young child drank tea and then drank calming soup, what is this for?

Hearing the words, the child stagnated for a moment with the teacup in his hand. He looked at Xie Xiangying thoughtfully, and asked after a while, "Is the emperor hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, it's just that your majesty is young, and it's time to grow up. You have to eat before doing business." Xie Xiangying said, and took out an oiled paper bag from his sleeve. He opened the oiled paper bag, and the rich aroma The smell of osmanthus is scattered in the inner hall.

"I'm not hungry." Ling Lang was about to write, when suddenly there was a thunderous sound in his stomach.

Sure enough, he was hungry, Xie Xiangying held back his smile, and passed the snack in through the curtain.

Ling Lang hesitated for a long time, but did not get up.

Xie Xiangying saw the child's doubts, and immediately put a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth: "This is what I bought from outside the palace, the shopkeeper is from the south, and the dim sum is excellent. It's a pity that your majesty doesn't eat it. "

Ling Lang quietly watched Xie Xiangying eat a whole piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, then got up and walked over.

Xie Xiangying took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and gave it to him.Ling Lang took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, looked at it for a long time, and then put it in his mouth and took a bite.

At that moment, through the curtain, Xie Xiangying saw the stars in the eyes of the child.

"Is it delicious?" Xie Xiangying asked knowingly.

Ling Lang nodded, Xie Xiangying simply untied his outer robe in front of Ling Lang.

See no evil, Ling Lang hastily closed his eyes, and after a while, the curious man opened his eyes a little.

In the hidden pocket of Xie Xiangying's open robe, there were actually oiled paper bags filled with snacks.Xie Xiangying opened a snack shop on his body.

The child's expression of surprise was beyond words, and he stared blankly at Xie Xiangying taking out the snacks one by one.

"This is chestnut cake, this is jujube cake, this is called almond roll..."

Xie Xiangying put bags of snacks into Ling Lang's arms, and said: "Hide it well, don't let others find it."

Ling Lang nodded heavily, turned around and put the dim sum in his arms on the bed, and then came back.

The two were still separated by the curtain, the silver bell hanging on Xie Xiangying's waist swayed lightly.In order to make it easier to guess the holy will, Zhuo Ying set up a bond between Xie Xiangying's Yin Ling and Ling Lang.As long as Long Xin is happy, Xie Xiangying's bell will shake regularly.

The child looked expressionless, probably very happy in his heart.

Xie Xiangying put on her clothes and still stood outside the curtain.

The memorial still needs to be reviewed, and Ling Lang's brush is stained with vermilion ink.

"Emperor Master, if one person is in a dilemma, what should we do?"

Xie Xiangying heard the little emperor's question, and knew that Ling Lang must be worried about the marriage.On the one hand is his own sister, on the other is the empress dowager who has the gift of nurturing, he must be in a dilemma at such a young age.

Not only Ling Lang was in a dilemma, but he, the regent, was also in a dilemma.The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, after all, it is the meaning of the regent.No matter which princess or princess is married, he is the one to blame in the end.

"Perhaps that Prince Dongling has his own ideas." Xie Xiangying said.

Hearing this, the little emperor raised his head and glanced: "What the emperor means is..."

"Your Majesty heard that the Crown Prince of Dongling Kingdom has deep thoughts, so he must have his own plans to come here in person this time. Your Majesty is so hesitant, why not make a fuss about the Crown Prince."

What he said in the court that day was not groundless.In the past, envoys would come to marry and relatives, and they would leave after picking up the princess. Now that Northern Qi was lonely, the Crown Prince of Dongling actually came to visit in person, so he must have made up his mind.The post asking for marriage was not written by Tang Ling

The king's jade seal, maybe this marriage is the prince's own idea.

The little emperor didn't know if he understood Xie Xiangying's words, but he kept silent anyway, just staring at Zhezi in front of him in a daze.

It wasn't until Sun Liangyu came in to remind him that the hour had passed, that Ling Lang came back to his senses.

Xie Xiangying could see clearly that the little emperor didn't ask Sun Liangyu to make his bed this time, presumably because he wanted to hide those snacks.

The night was hazy, when Xie Xiangying came out of the palace, he felt a sense of relief in his heart, he had a premonition that he probably wouldn't need to keep watch at night in the future.

Dongling is adjacent to Saibei, and it is a big country that can compete with Northern Qi. I am afraid that the Prince of Dongling will be busy for a while.

Xie Xiangying's guess was right, since he left, the little emperor has been summoned by the queen mother every day, and the mother and son often have long talks late at night, and they don't know what to do.

During the days when he was not in court, Xie Xiangying kept reading the history books. This dynasty was very complicated and torn apart. No one as powerful as Qin Shihuang could achieve the unification of the world.Northern Qi is the most complete country in terms of politics, but its strength is far from being able to compete with other countries.Although the King of Dongling has not proclaimed himself emperor, he is in charge of a great and prosperous country.

If there is no alliance between the two countries, I am afraid that there will be a fierce battle.

In just a few days, I had memorized several volumes of "Three Kingdoms", and I was almost confused.

It rained heavily yesterday and it was a lot cooler.Xie Xiangying pushed open the window to let in air, looking at the fallen flowers that had been beaten by the rain all over the ground, he became interested and wanted to go outside for a walk.

Seeing that Xie Xiangying wanted to go out, Zhuo Ying changed her clothes first, and couldn't wait.

Xie Xiangying was a little troubled, wearing a ghost mask was too ostentatious, and without a ghost mask, he couldn't walk with Zhuoying, so he changed into plain brocade clothes and left the house with a curtain.

The two went to the lively Taiping Street. It had just rained, and many shop assistants came out early to sweep the water.

Xie Xiangying found a small shop, and the two sat on the second floor facing the street, having tea and breakfast.

Warm noodles in clear soup, deep-fried red ball cakes.

Zhuoying opened her mouth to eat, Xie Xiangying took a few mouthfuls and felt that the taste was bland and she lost her appetite, so she leaned on the railing and began to watch the passers-by downstairs.

That kid Mo Linquan was right. Shengjing is located in the Central Plains and at the foot of the emperor. There are a lot of people and rich people. Businessmen from the north and the south love to do business here.In just a short stretch of Taiping Street, there are a complete range of eateries in the southeast and northwest.Early in the morning, there were quite a few girls and servants who came to buy pastries and fried goods.

Xie Xiangying's gaze fell on the street, and suddenly he noticed that many passing carriages were pulling boxes with locks.

"Why are there so many people carrying boxes?" Xie Xiangying asked.

Zhuoying glanced at it and said, "Business, we use Yuan coins from Northern Qi for small businesses, while gold and silver are used for big businesses."

"Is there no bank note?" Xie Xiangying asked him.

"What is a bank note?"

The sincerity of Zhuoying's question made Xie Xiangying not know how to answer for a while.

"The silver bill is, I deposit the silver in small change in the bank, and the person in the bank gives me a piece of paper, which says how much silver I have deposited, so that I don't have to bring so many boxes of silver when I do business again. Just a piece of paper." Xie Xiangying explained.

Zhuo Ying thought for a moment and said, "Gold and silver are all fake, so it would be easier to fluff a piece of paper."

"The production of silver tickets is very cumbersome..."

Before Xie Xiangying finished speaking, Zhuoying's gaze suddenly fell somewhere on the street.

"There are thieves."

Before Xie Xiangying could react, Zhuo Ying had turned over from the second floor and jumped down.

"Where can I escape!" Zhuoying grabbed a man by the neckline and knocked him to the ground the next moment.The man took out a dagger from his waist and was about to stab him, Zhuo Ying dodged back, picked up the rolling pin from the steamed stuffed bun stall and hit the man in the hand.

Zhuo Yingren looked weak, but his strength was not weak. The man let out a painful cry and dropped the dagger in his hand, his whole face wrinkled together, in excruciating pain.

"Return the money bag." Seeing that the man was about to slip away, Zhuoying raised her hand and swept a stick on the man's leg, and the burly man knelt down at the street corner.

There is no way to escape now.

The man yelled "forgive me", and he took out a dark green kit from the clothes on his chest.

The kit was not cheap, it looked like it belonged to some official lady.

Fortunately, Zhuoying didn't bring a scimitar today, otherwise this person would have blood spattered three feet on the spot.

Zhuoying's skill is really good, in this place full of mortal sex, it can be called a sharp weapon for killing people.Without Zhuoying, I'm afraid that I, the regent who is full of enemies in Shengjing, will die immediately.

Xie Xiangying put away the fan, sat back in his seat and took a sip of tea.

The cake had cooled down a bit, Xie Xiang welcomed his appetite, lifted the veil and started to eat.

As he was gobbling, the sound of footsteps slowly approaching by his ears.

It didn't look like Zhuo Ying was alone, Xie Xiangying put down the cake in his hand, and hurriedly put down the layers of tulle on the curtain before the person pushed the door.

Before the oil on her hands could be wiped off, Zhuo Ying came over with a smile on her face, "Master, the owner of the purse insists on thanking us."

Xie Xiangying heard the prestige and looked over, only to see a handsome young man in a crow-blue jacket with narrow sleeves, standing behind Zhuoying and cupping his hands.The man's complexion was fair and tight, his hair was tied high behind his head, his eyes had a faint blue light, and were as sharp as a falcon.

"This kit is very important to me, thank you girl, thank you..."

"This is my son." Zhuoying introduced.

"Thank you, young master." The man said with a smile, his words were as clear as a person's, and he sounded like a cheerful person.

Xie Xiangying nodded, not intending to keep him, but unexpectedly, this person sat across from him familiarly.

"Let me take care of this meal, young master, Xiao Er!" The man called Xiao Er who was doing chores, and added more food and wine.

Xie Xiangying sat opposite, a little restless.The craftsmanship of dyeing cloth in this era is almost outrageous, and ordinary people seldom use high-quality brocade embroidered money bags, let alone this black and well-proportioned robe.

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