The county magistrate is not slag very A

There is a long way to go to promote the planting of sweet potatoes and save the people of Baiyue from starvation.

Song Boxue was startled, but thought of another matter.

"I've been there for a year or so and won't be able to come back."

Immediately, she pointed to Zhu Zhu who was walking a pig in the yard, not daring to say: "The princess is going too? The pig is going too?"

In other words, she will be tortured by this pig for a long time in the next time...

Help, she suddenly doesn't want this friend anymore.

Gao Zhilan was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "If there are no accidents, everyone should go."

Song Boxue's voice lowered unconsciously: "What kind of accident could it be?"

There shouldn't be any accidents for Zhu Zhu, but it shouldn't be too difficult for a pig to have an accident.

Gao Zhilan glanced at Zhu Zhu who was immersed in walking the pig, and whispered, "Add some food?"

"Roast suckling pig?" Song Boxue's tone was full of uncertainty, could this be tried?

"It's too cruel." Gao Zhilan shook her head lightly, not saying that she couldn't do it, but she didn't want Zhu Zhu to be unhappy, so she should take it with her.

It's just a little piggy, and there won't be any big fights.

Song Boxue raised his eyebrows, well, it was a bit cruel, so she dismissed the idea.

On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, Lord Gao Xiaohou married Princess Pingyuan, with red make-up all over the place, the emperor came in person, and the glory was supreme.

On the second day after the marriage, Zhu Zhu took Gao Zhilan, who was supporting his waist, into the carriage to Pingchuan County.

Outside the carriage, Song Boxue rode the horse leisurely, with a relaxed expression on his face, he could finally go back.

In the carriage, Zhu Zhu hugged the little piggy and looked at Jiang Fanyin with resentment on his face: "Miss Jiang, you don't care about your county magistrate Song, we are only on the second day of our wedding, and we are so anxious to go on the road, throwing us away." Zhilan is so tired, what should I do?"

Gao Zhilan sat up straight after hearing the words, saying that she was not tired, no matter how sore her waist was, she couldn't admit it.

After Jiang Fanyin heard this, he opened the window and glanced at the people riding horses beside the carriage, and said with a smile, "Young Lord Gao is alive, and for the sake of the people's livelihood, it should be sooner rather than later."

Gao Zhilan hurriedly echoed: "Yes, the emperor's life is the most important thing, I'm not tired."

She's not tired at all, really.

"Are you really not tired? Then can we have a bridal chamber again tonight..." Zhu Zhu's tone was subtle, and his eyes lit up.

"Cough cough cough... I suddenly thought of getting some fresh air outside, you guys talk."

Facing Jiang Fanyin's teasing gaze, Gao Zhilan fled as if he got off the carriage, help me, what should I do if I marry a daughter-in-law who speaks out loud, she is too difficult.

Song Boxue looked at the blushing Gao Zhilan, raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, this blushing is because he hasn't recovered from last night? Find a comfortable inn tonight, and we don't need to hurry."

Gao Zhilan's face froze, and he forcibly calmed down and said, "It's too hot inside the carriage, I'm stuffy."

Yes, it's boring.

Song Boxue couldn't help laughing, "It's still freezing in the capital in March in Yangchun. It's only January, and it's hot in the carriage?"

Hahaha, I suddenly found the joy of teasing others, what should I do if I see my friends frequently changing their faces so happy.

Gao Zhilan coughed dryly, stared at Song Boxue and said quietly: "Master Song, you have changed."

The previous county magistrate Song didn't gossip like this, nor did he have the leisure to make fun of her.

She felt a little unbalanced inexplicably, maybe she could counter/attack at night, or she could persuade Miss Jiang to counter/attack Song Boxue, she didn't want to bear all this alone.

Song Boxue looked at Gao Zhilan's gloomy face, and changed the subject: "Maybe it's because I've been with the princess for a long time, and I'm close to Zhu Zhechi."

Right, she also felt that she had changed a bit, and her mentality seemed to have changed. Although she couldn't tell where the specific change was, she felt pretty good.

She likes the change.

"It should be black who is close to ink." Gao Zhilan looked at Song Boxue, feeling resentful in her heart, she must persuade Jiang Fanyin to counter/attack, in order to avenge her defeat today.

Song Boxue smiled: "It's an honor to be close to the princess, sir."

The young man rode his horse and whipped his whip, proud of the spring breeze, passed the convoy, and rushed to the front of the team, whispering something.

That night, when he settled down in the spacious and comfortable inn, Gao Zhilan looked at the hot water sent by him, and said in a tense tone, "We still have to hurry. When we reach Pingchuan County, let's...do that again."

She will ride the horse and raise the whip tomorrow, and she will be proud of the spring breeze, so don't hold on to her waist.

Full of enthusiasm, Zhu Zhu pursed his lips when he heard the words: "Okay, then wait until Pingchuan County and then work hard."

"effort?"

"Yes, maybe one day you will be pregnant with a baby like Miss Jiang?"

Gao Zhilan, who has always been calm and wise, almost couldn't hold back his face, and said in a difficult tone: "That's not something that can be achieved with hard work."

Is it possible to work hard?

Zhu Zhu disagreed and said: "Who says it's impossible, how is this princess worse than that little county magistrate?"

Gao Zhilan was silent for a moment, and said persuasively: "You should be no different than Song Boxue, maybe I am a little worse than Miss Jiang? Do you think we should try other comparisons, such as comparing you and Miss Jiang? How can I do it?"

"That makes sense, then you come tonight." Zhu Zhu nodded happily, the difference is also Gao Zhilan's difference, she is definitely no worse than others.

So, give it a try.

Gao Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said meaningfully: "I will definitely do my best."

It turns out that counter/offensive is not that difficult.

Or maybe her little princess is too easy to fool, and I hope Song Boxue is also good at fooling. It seems that I will have to talk to Jiang Fanyin tomorrow.

Just talk and don't make fake moves, practice is the last word.

Such an experience, how could Song Boxue be let go.

However, after the practice, Gao Zhilan regretted it.

The next day, Song Boxue glanced at Gao Zhilan's hand, and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you? Why are your hands shaking all the time? You're going to move big rocks at night."

Park/King/Sen?

Why do you look like you can't even hold the reins?

Gao Zhilan shook his head and sighed, thinking of Zhu Zhu who clung to her for the first time last night, he had a look of lovelessness: "I really want to dig a hole and bury myself."

Why shoot yourself in the foot?

Why can't she think about counter/offensive, isn't it nice to lie down?

"What kind of hole did you dig?" Song Boxue looked at Gao Zhilan who looked regretful, it didn't look like he was going too far?

What the hell is going on with this kid?

Gao Zhilan held the rein, controlled his trembling fingers from time to time, and a bold idea floated in his mind.

She approached Song Boxue, and humbly asked for advice in a low voice: "How did you do it..."

After hearing her words, Song Boxue frowned, and said with a complicated expression: "Maybe you are too gentle."

"Huh? How do you say it?"

"I'm not advocating using force, maybe you can use other things, you don't have to stick to using your fingers all the time, such as here." Song Boxue raised his finger to his mouth, and quickly touched the tip of his tongue.

It turned out that Counter/Gong met Little Greedy Cat, and she wondered what was wrong, with such a bitter and bitter look on her face, I really didn't live up to it.

Gao Zhilan was stunned for a moment, his face full of shock, is it okay there?

Seeing her ignorant look, Song Boxue talked eloquently: "Come to me at night, I have a lot of untold secrets here, for the sake of you being a pretty good person, I won't charge you tuition, sir Definitely give it all.”

The ancients were pure and unpretentious, and her theoretical knowledge should not be too rich.

It's a pity that Jiang Fanyin's acceptance has always been taken into consideration, and he hasn't practiced it one by one. Right now, he can accept a good student first and benefit Zhu Zhu.

Gao Zhilan's eyebrows twitched, he felt that he shouldn't be curious, but he couldn't help itching in his heart.

She glanced at the carriage beside her, thought of Zhu Zhu's insatiable appearance last night, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, that's the deal."

This time, we must find the place and let Zhu Zhu know how powerful he is.

In the carriage, Zhu Zhu was staring at Jiang Fanyin for a while.

Jiang Fanyin couldn't help straightening the ends of her hair by her ears, she held her lips and said, "Princess, do you have something to say?"

What's wrong with this red-faced look, and she keeps staring at her?

Zhu Zhu squinted his eyes, his eyes were dim: "Has Miss Jiang always been the passive one?"

Tut tut, really smart.

How could this kind of thing fall behind the little county magistrate? Jiang Fanyin must be made to stand up for once.

"What's passive?" Jiang Fanyin was at a loss and didn't understand Zhu Zhu's meaning for a moment.

Zhu Zhu leaned over to whisper a few words, his eyes sparkling.

Jiang Fanyin's ears turned red immediately, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Well, I haven't tried it."

"Then do you want to give it a try? I'll teach you." Zhu Zhu lifted the curtain of the car and took a deep look in Song Boxue's direction.

Tomorrow, she wanted to see Song Boxue couldn't stand upright and couldn't ride a horse, so she came to chat with them in the carriage.

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Second watch, everyone go to bed early~