The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

The early morning sunlight scattered in the room, and a few rays of light reflected on Wang Wanyi's face. He frowned, covered his face with his sleeves, and after a soft whimper, he lay on the couch like a milk cat shrunk into a ball.

The cruel and cunning Xichangchang Guild has such a side in front of others. If others see it, they will definitely drop their jaws.

The person under the sunlight was suddenly covered by the figure beside him, blocking the sunlight, and the frown gradually relaxed.

As if waking up from sleep, Wang Wanyi stretched her waist, and then opened her eyes. After seeing Zhu Zhaoyan's slightly amber eyes under the sunlight, she gradually smiled.

"Get up," he said.

"Ayan..."

Wang Wanyi was still half asleep, half awake, seemingly unclear, even her throat was hoarse.

The hotness of the tongue has not yet disappeared, the stickiness in the throat has not been released, and every word uttered between the words is also sticky and soft.

"What did Wanyi call me?" Zhu Zhaoyan leaned down, wanting to hear more clearly, his ink-like long hair poured down and brushed the side of Wang Wanyi's face lightly.

"I wanted to call out last night, but was blocked by your majesty's spout again."

Wang Wanyi stretched out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, as if recalling the taste still in her mouth, she continued.

"The taste of this fine nectar is not only fishy and sweet..."

Wang Wanyi's eyes looked down from Zhu Zhaoyan's eyes, and stayed on the pale lips, obscure.

"Don't talk about it, it will cause chaos." Zhu Zhaoyan covered Wang Wan's mouth where he wanted to speak, and stroked his red lips with his fingers.

The sunset glow faded away, black gauze covered the sun, and it was here that I lost myself last night.

"Call me Ayan, Ayan likes it." The inextinguishable fire ignited in his eyes again, and he read out the name he wanted Wang Wanyi to call him.

"Ayan." Wang Wanyi said again, he wrapped his hands around Zhu Zhaoyan's neck, and pressed a kiss on his left cheek.

"En." Zhu Zhaoyan responded, with a smile in his eyes like the warm sun melting the first snow.

Wang Wanyi pressed another kiss on his right cheek.

"I still want to hear it."

Wang Wanyi was led to sit up by his movement of getting up, he tightly wrapped his arms around his neck, and approached him unreservedly.

"Ayan...Ayan...Ayan..." He kissed his lips again while whispering softly, calling his name over and over again, pressing his warmth close to him again and again.

Five slender fingers clasped the back of Wang Wanyi's head, and long black hair slipped out between the five fingers. Zhu Zhaoyan deepened the kiss.

But he was not satisfied with shallow kisses, the warm soft tongue in his mouth moistened his lips and teeth, and it seemed that he had sucked all the air in his tongue under the adhesion of light, he panted lightly and wanted to keep He stopped for a moment, but in the next second he was blocked by the only escape route left by him.

He surrendered and surrendered, and fell into a hanging drowning.

The whereabouts of Mr. Tan, the master of Song Shixuan, was uncertain. He spent his whole life hanging pots to help the world, healed the sick and saved the people. The so-called where there are people who need more medical treatment, then Mr. Tan will go there.

Song Shixuan and Tan Lao communicated through letters, and the most severely affected place was Yongning Village. The flood drowned half of the people in the village in just one night.

Originally, Changfu Village and Yongning Village were the hardest-hit villages, but because Changfu Village was the closest to the source of the disaster, the entire village was wiped out, and there was no possibility of rescue.

Before leaving, they still need to change their outfits. Their current outfits are too ostentatious, and it is easy to cause unnecessary disasters.

It was hard to find a clothing store that hadn't closed yet. In today's Yongchang City, it was not easy to find one that was still open.

Entering the store, the store is cold as expected, but there are many styles of clothing in the store, silk and satin are all available, and I can understand that no one will buy ready-made clothes after the disaster, and ordinary people even make coarse linen clothes by themselves. For sewing, only the rich and the noble will choose to buy ready-made clothes. After the disaster, the rich and the rich will flee, and this kind of goods will be suppressed.

It's hard to see a customer, and if you see it, you can't serve it well.

"Shopkeeper, bring the best of yours to me, I have plenty of silver." Dai Shaojin hadn't even entered the store when a loud voice came in from outside the door.

"Alright, sir!"

Because it is in the clothing industry, the shopkeeper is extremely sensitive to fabrics. The fabric pattern embroidery workers on these guest officers are worth a thousand dollars at first sight, and even he, who has been in the industry for decades, has rarely seen it.

Come on, big business is coming.

"Ayan, let's go pick and choose. You are used to wearing brocade clothes, so I'm afraid you won't be used to wearing ordinary people's clothes." Wang Wanyi looked around. There are men's and women's styles in this store, and the styles are also the same. Good looking and novel.

"In Wanyi's eyes, am I so delicate?" Zhu Zhaoyan patted Wang Wanyi's forehead and said pretending to be unhappy.

"No, no, I don't dare to be late." He stuck out his tongue and clenched his hands with intertwined fingers.

"In all the world, you are the one who is very courageous." Zhu Zhaoyan said dotingly to him.

"That's true, Ah Yan really has a good eye." Wang Wanyi gave a thumbs up and said very appreciatively.

This praised him, but also praised himself.

Wang Wanyi dragged Zhu Zhaoyan around, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he stopped at a place where two ready-made clothes were hung.

"Ayan, look, these two men's and women's clothes, do they look like a couple's style?" Wang Wanyi's eyes lit up, and she pointed to the two robes.

There are loving couples in the market, and they often find tailors to design some matching styles.

Zhu Zhaoyan also looked in the direction he was pointing. Although these two clothes are one for men and one for women, the fabrics and colors used are the same fabrics that are common in the folk. They are both elegant taro purple. It is a more common round-neck long jacket nowadays, while the men's style is a more atmospheric round-neck gown.

The men's style has richer decorative patterns on the body, while the women's style has a tighter upper body, which highlights the waistline of the woman's figure.

"You look good, and men like women as well. If you wear women's dresses, you must be more beautiful than fairies in the sky." Wang Wanyi said in her heart, making a comparison.

"I think the size of this dress matches Wanyi's. Ayan wants to show me Wanyi's dress." Zhu Zhaoyan leaned close to Wang Wanyi's side and whispered in his ear.

"This is an imperial decree. Could it be that Governor Wang wants to resist the decree?"

"The two guest officers have really good eyesight! This is the most popular style at the moment!"

"Then wrap it up for me." Zhu Zhaoyan ignored Wang Wanyi's protest and said to the shopkeeper with a smile.

On the other side, Dai Shaojin was pointing at the various ready-to-wear that looked like top-notch products and said triumphantly in front of him and Song Shixuan.

"Song Wugui, pick whatever you like, I can give you whatever you like as a gift." He raised his chin slightly, glanced at Song Shixuan, thinking in his heart:

Song Wugui, look!As long as you follow this young master, you will be able to wear gold, wear silver, eat delicious food, drink hot food, and everything will be indispensable to you!

"I don't like it? No problem! When I return to Beijing, I will buy the largest garment workshop in Yanjing City and give it to you!"

Seeing that Song Shixuan's eyes were not filled with tears but his face became more and more stinky, Dai Shaojin moved her lips and continued.

"It's not just good clothes and good food. Look, you will be looked down upon by other adults if you are so poor. However, my young master's father is the servant of the Ministry of Rites. There is this young master's father and the admiral. It will pave the way for you, and you don't have to worry about..."

"Young Master Wang, Young Master Li, Young Master Liu, if I speak badly to you, I will definitely beat them up all over the place!"

Be moved, Song Wugui, heh heh.

"Shopkeeper, wrap these up for me, young master." Dai Shaojin thought that Song Shixuan hadn't said a word, so he must be too moved to speak, so he yelled at the shopkeeper.

After choosing a pass, I also changed into the clothes of ordinary people. Although it is not as good as the clothes made in the palace, it is comfortable and light, and it is not as eye-catching as before.

"Several guest officials, a total of 50 taels of silver. Originally, the other guest officials didn't have much money, but this young man packed all the most expensive ready-made clothes in my store, so the price is naturally more expensive." The shopkeeper tapped his abacus and looked at the young man's face after telling the price. After all, 50 taels of silver is not a small amount.

50 taels of silver is the money that ordinary people spend for a year or even two years.

"It's only 50 taels? This young master can afford it." Dai Shaojin untied the money bag from his waist indifferently.

When he was in Yanjing, he spent more than 50 taels a night when he went out to have fun. With such a small amount of money, he didn't even have to blink his eyes.

However, when he reached into the purse...

"Where's the banknote? Where's my banknote?!" Dai Shaojin said in disbelief as she took out her money bag in shock.

The place where he had left his travel entanglement, was empty and disappeared out of thin air.

"Guest officer... Do you want more of this? Or you can send someone back to the house to get it." The shopkeeper rubbed his hands by mistake and said with a embarrassed expression.

"I don't want the ones he picked, and the rest of the teacher will pay for it." Song Shixuan shook his head suddenly and said.

The shopkeeper's face turned dark, and he thought it was a big deal, but it turned out to be an embroidered pillow.

Dai Shaojin was discouraged this time, his mind was empty at this time, this was the first time he was so embarrassed by Dai Shaojin, and it turned out that Song Shixuan paid the money.

After paying the money and walking out of the store, Dai Shaojin still didn't understand why his money disappeared.

"Someone came into your room last night."

At this time, Wei Ying, who had always been silent at the side, suddenly said.

"What?! Someone entered my room!" Dai Shaojin shouted in shock, and the next second, he suddenly realized that he had set his eyes on Song Shixuan.

"Song Wugui, did you sneak into my room in the middle of the night?"

On the surface, he ignored the young master, but secretly poked into his room at night, and even took all his belongings away!

"No, Mr. Dai seems to have misunderstood. The person who entered your room was a mysterious man wearing a mask and night clothes." Wei Ying continued.

"Then the villain is not going to harm me, is he? To seek wealth and death? To covet my beauty?" Dai Shaojin checked herself up and down and said again. "No, if it's really bad for me, I won't be standing here."

"But Wei Ying, you big ice cube, your martial arts are so good, why don't you catch that villain?"

"Wei Ying's duty is to protect the adoptive father, which does not include Mr. Dai." Wei Ying said every word with no expression on his face.