what a good man

Turn around and walk to the carriage, "Zifang is going to take a step first, I'm a little tired after a long journey."

"It's okay... the future will last forever."

I looked up at the sky, and it was already sunset.

Although Zhang Liang's back is thin, it is as tall and straight as a young poplar tree. In the afterglow of the setting sun, there is a bit of coldness and stubbornness.

I never thought that later, I would stare at such a back, ride a white horse, and ride the ten-mile spring breeze... to marry another girl.

I used to think that he was the sun, who would shine golden light on my dim and lonely life, but I didn't expect that he was a gust of dark wind, which blew out the few candles that were few.

If one plan fails, I have to think of another countermeasure.Looking at Chubby Baifeng who was squatting on the ground and eating sugar cakes, and Wange who was silently staring at the three baskets of peach petals, I had another idea in my heart.

"If the general finds out about this, Zhen, you will be severely punished." Mo Ya stood on the branch by the window and said casually.

I was dressed as a little cook, and I shook my dirty flour-smeared hands at Mo Crow: "Don't worry, I have my own discretion in this matter."

I worked secretly in the general's mansion for a few days, and finally developed the most delicious peach blossom cake, which is full of color, fragrance and taste.

"Try it and see how it tastes." I smiled all over my face.

"It's full of color and fragrance, and it's indeed the son's proud work." As expected of Mo Crow, I felt so comfortable hearing these words.

"Very good." Wan Ge said expressionlessly.

"It's enough." Bai Feng said with a puffed face while stuffing peach blossom cakes into his mouth, "It's probably enough to catch Zhang Liang."

If you want to capture a man's heart, you must first capture a man's stomach.

My second plan is to capture Zhang Liang with food.

However, if I did this and sent the peach blossom cake to Zhang Liang, the kid would never eat it, for fear that there might be some charming (beep——) medicine in it, so I tried to sneak into the Xiangguo Mansion and take charge of it every day. Zhang Liang's diet and daily life, when he gets used to the things I make, he will definitely be inseparable from me, and when this kid realizes the importance of my son, ahem, the day when he hugs the beauty will not be far away.

So how to get into the Prime Minister's Mansion?

I racked my brains for a day and finally came up with someone, Zhang Liang's younger brother Zhang Yuan.Zhang Yuan and Bai Feng are about the same age, and they both look tender and woofy. Although one is a son of a family from the Xiangguo Mansion, and the other is a young killer from the General's Mansion, the two still share a common trait in their spare time. Hobbies - doing good things.

Today Bai Feng helped an old lady who had fallen down, and tomorrow Zhang Yuan was going to help an old man across the street. I could often catch glimpses of these two little guys looking for good things to do all over the street, and secretly competing with each other.Zhang Yuan's scheming and IQ are not as good as Zhang Liang's, so it's easy to start with him.

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Xinzheng North Street is full of people coming and going.

A young man in gray clothes knelt on the side of the road, his face was dirty and his facial features were unsympathetic. Next to him was a coffin made of rotten wood. On the ground in front of him were written in large crooked characters: Selling one's body to bury one's father.

No doubt, this is my way.According to Bai Feng, Zhang Yuan will come to North Street to do good deeds today, and this is his only way.Although Mo Crow strongly opposed it, he finally reluctantly joined my project for a poor boy. At this time, he was lying in a broken coffin pretending to be a dead body.

"Huh, Niqu, you haven't paid off the money you owe to my uncle's family, and you have to pay me back the money you sold yourself first! This uncle has been short of money for a few days and won't go to Cuixiang Tower to see Princess Xiangxiang!" The dandy who yelled was Ling Xiao, one of the four young masters of the Ji family.

In order to add to the tragic degree of this bitter plan, I specifically ordered the Ji Mansion's four little strongmen to come over and smash the scene for me.This time there was no rehearsal, and no lines were arranged for them, so as not to get confused after memorizing a few sentences, it was up to them to play freely.

"Niqi, you little slut, you sell yourself to bury your father just like others, and you don't take a piss to see how much you are worth." Yue Qing is acting in her true colors, praise first.

"Brothers, we are here to spoil the scene. I think Niqi's father has been upset for a long time and smashed his coffin!" Zijing, Mo Crow has never treated you badly. Are you not afraid that he will retaliate against you after you cheat him so much?

This coffin has no soundproof effect.

"No, don't!" I threw myself in front of the coffin, looked up at Si Xiaoqiang with tears in my eyes, and begged, "Please, don't touch my father's coffin!"

"stop!"

A clear voice came from the opposite side, I raised my head, and saw a young man carved in jade, separated from the crowd.On his face, there is a bit of unruly and arrogance, with the heroic spirit of helping the world and serving the people, and the nobility of being pampered.That appearance, very much like Zhang Liang three years ago.

And what surprised me was, who was that tall and tall beauty standing next to the young man but Zhang Liang?

"Where did you come from, you dare to spoil my good deeds, I don't know that my master—" Before Ling Xiao finished speaking, Zhang Yuan's fan bone had already been thrown over.

I said Moya, isn't the training you are giving them too much water now?One hit and you'll be caught in seconds, it's no wonder if the father knows if he doesn't beat you to death!

"Brothers, give it to me!"

Among the remaining three small powerhouses, Yueqing's force value is not weak, and Zhang Yuan gradually fell into the disadvantage. I used my eyes to signal Yueqing to stop, and quickly withdraw, but this kid is still fighting harder and harder.Just when I was hesitating whether to rush forward to protect Zhang Yuan with my body, beautiful Zhang Liang made a move.

His swordsmanship is like flowing clouds and flowing water, elegant and beautiful, completely different from Wan Ge's fierce and aggressive swordsmanship. He didn't kill Si Xiaoqiang, but just said lightly: "I've offended you."

Zhang Liang's gaze fell on my face, I stared back at him blankly, thinking to myself that luckily Wan Ge gave me voice-changing medicine to change my appearance, otherwise he would definitely see the flaws.

"What's your name?" Zhang Yuan squeezed over and asked.

"Master Hui, this slave is called...Niqu."

"He's a poor man, would you like to go back home with me and elder brother?"

"The slave is willing."

Oh yeah!The first step of the second plan, success!

I excitedly got up from the ground, but because I had been kneeling for too long, my legs gave way and I fell forward. At the moment when I was about to touch the ground, Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to support me.

"Be careful," he warned.

His brows have the look of this world, otherwise how can I think of him when I see the moonlight, the sunset and the peach blossoms? (Good secondary ==)

"My lord, you're so kind!" I reached out and wiped away my tears indiscriminately, Bhaga, Mo Ya applied too much tear gas, and the tears couldn't stop.

Zhang Liang handed me a brocade handkerchief, and I was about to reach out to catch it, but I caught a glimpse of a delicate peach blossom embroidered on it, and the word "Shu".Shu... Shui Shuzi! !How could I forget this guy!Rival number one!And this embroidery is obviously much better than mine!

I took the handkerchief, wiped away my tears as if venting my anger, and wiped my nose vigorously—"Master, this handkerchief is dirty, I will give you a new one someday."

"No need." Zhang Liang frowned slightly, as if he felt sorry for his brocade handkerchief.

Damn it, little fairy Shui Shuzi, I will definitely burn your handkerchief for you.

I was brought back to Xiangguo Mansion by Zhang Liang, and Zhang Yuan, he...he went to help me bury my father.

I wanted to stop it at first, because the ink crow was still lying in it, but I was afraid of revealing my flaws, so I could only secretly pray that the ink crow would break out of the ground by itself.

heart belongs

"Community, bring me the jade flute." Zhang Liang stood in the evening wind, with his hands behind his back, staring at a peach blossom in the small courtyard.

"Yes, my lord." I nodded, and immediately trotted to his boudoir.

I have been in Xiangguo Mansion for about five days.During these five days, Baifeng often sent birds to inform me. During this period of time, a new Taoyao girl entered the Que Pavilion, and my father was fascinated by it. She no longer came to Dinglan Pavilion to supervise.

Just in case, as soon as my father is looking for me, Mo Ya will hold him back, and Wan Ge will fly here to carry me back.

Leisurely leisurely, beauty and I.

Originally, Zhang Meiren threw me to live with the servants of Zhang’s house, but I was smart, and after staying for one night, I ran back with tears in my eyes, and told Zhang Meiren that those people were too sleepy, and those who had ground their teeth were sick. Snoring, made me sleepless.

Zhang Liang was silent for a long time after hearing this, and said lightly: "Forget it, you can sleep in my room."

I beamed with joy: "Sir, it's a good idea."

What is waiting for me is - playing the floor!

That's all, I have to take my time, a standard room for two people will be fine.

"My lord." I thought for a long time, and couldn't help but ask, "How is your night vision?"

"Shang Jia."

"You won't step on my face when you wake up at night, will you?"

"……Won't."

Zhang Liang is much quieter than I imagined, every day he either reads a book or plays the flute to the peach blossoms in the courtyard.I Pidianpidian brought him peach cakes, but he didn't show any expression after eating them.

There is only one peach tree in the courtyard, and the peach blossoms are sparse and unremarkable, but Zhang Liang can stare at it for a long time.

"My lord, your flute." It was a jade flute, emerald green in color, without any impurities... Well, Shui Shuzi should not be so generous.

The sound of Zhang Liang's flute is melodious and moving, as if illusory and illusory, like a clear spring gurgling in the mountains, but it reveals a little coldness and sadness...sorrow?

After the song was over, he put down his flute and sighed softly.

I blinked my eyes and asked, "My lord, is something on your mind?" Hey, don't express your lovesickness here because of some girl.

"Community, do you have a wish?" Zhang Liang asked back.

desire?Wishes naturally exist.Isn't it just to embrace the beauty sooner?