It was still dark when Fang woke up, so he went to the yard outside to fetch water to wash himself. Before he finished wiping his face, he saw the little eunuch Mu San walking in with a few clothes in his arms.
"Morning, Mr. Xiaofang."
Mu San greeted politely, and said with a smile: "Last night, you came back from Dongnuan Pavilion late, and the slaves didn't dare to disturb you. I was afraid of delaying things, so I got up early this morning to deliver clothes to you. The three sets are the costumes of the captain of the Imperial Army, Mr. Xiaofang, you three will try them on later, if they don't fit, I will change to another three sets."
He handed the clothes to Fang Jie: "Your Majesty told you before going to bed last night that when it's time to leave the palace in a while, Mr. Fang, you will follow His Majesty's jade chariot. The Imperial Army has already notified you and will do it for you." Leave a place. His Majesty told you to get closer, so I can order you if you have anything to do."
Fang Xie thanked, and Mu San lowered his voice and confessed: "Your Majesty does not intend to bring Shi Ying out of the palace, if Mr. Fang is thinking of persuading His Majesty today, forget it. Eunuch Su persuaded him for a long time last night. His Majesty didn't agree either. I don't know why His Majesty insisted not to bring it to Shiying, maybe there are other arrangements?"
Fang Jie pondered for a while and said, "Can you leave the palace with His Majesty?"
Mu San shook his head: "The servant was on duty last night, and she rests today. The servant wants to follow, but it's a pity that I am not the one who arranged it."
"Also."
Fang Jie thought for a while and said, "Help me watch Cishou Palace."
Mu San was startled, and opened his mouth slightly: "Master Xiao Fang is afraid that something will happen to the Queen Mother?"
Fang Jie nodded and said, "There is nothing wrong with keeping an eye on something."
Mu San hummed and said: "The servant girl will leave first, I wish Master Xiaofang a speedy prosperity."
Fang Jie smiled and said thank you, then went back with his clothes in his arms. When he entered the room, Shen Qingfan and Mu Xiaoyao had already got up. It was obvious that it was not comfortable for the two women to sleep on the same bed. After all, for so many years, there was no closeness between the two of them. Although Shen Qingfan's temperament has changed quite a bit now, Mu Xiaoyao can't change it for a while.
From the expressions on the faces of the two of them, Fang Jie knew that neither of them slept well, maybe they didn't sleep at all. He handed over the clothes, smiled and said, "If I had known that both of you could not sleep well in the bed, it would be better if I squeezed together last night. The one on the left and the one on the right slept with me, and you will get used to it."
Shen Qingshan took a look at Mu Xiaoyao, smiled and said: "If Senior Sister is willing, why would I not?"
These words made Mu Xiaoyao's face turn red immediately, Fang Xie glanced blankly, and then quickly went out to wash. Fang Jie looked at Shen Qingfan, and thought to himself that your aggressive temperament had restrained a lot.
"Are you serious?"
he asks.
Shen Qingfan nodded and said with a charming smile: "Really, as long as the senior sister nods, I will definitely not stop nodding. If the two of us can't help exercising martial arts on the bed, I don't know if we will add another to the palace." Eunuch."
Fang Jie said with a smile: "What good is it to you if I am a eunuch, girls are the most boring thing."
Shen Qingfan didn't understand Fang Jie's words, but he also knew that there must be nothing good to say. He took a set of clothes from Fang Jie and went into the back room to change, Fang Jie smiled and said that it's not like I haven't seen it before, why are you avoiding me. Shen Qingfan looked back and smiled and said that I am not afraid to take it off here, do you dare to let me take it off? Are you not afraid that your sister with a small waist will be jealous when she sees it
Fang Xie retreated and changed his clothes in the outhouse. The uniform of the captain of the imperial army includes a set of cotton armor, which looks like armor, but in fact it has no function other than aesthetics. There are several types of clothing for the imperial army. Under normal circumstances, they will not wear iron armor, but cotton armor instead.
After the three of them had changed their clothes, a maid brought breakfast. Fang Jie looked at the exquisite snacks, and couldn't help but said to himself: "The emperor's mind doesn't seem to be messed up at all, and he even remembered to order someone to bring us some food. I still don't understand how he can be so confident. .”
"Because he is the emperor."
Shen Qingfan said slowly while eating: "Even if he is not sure, he will not show that he is not sure."
Hearing this sentence, Fang Jie was taken aback.
Shunde Inn in Chang'an City.
Wudang Mountain Master Zhang's fourth disciple Liu Huizheng was earlier than Fang Xieqi, and he specially put on a brand new Taoist robe. Different from the previous robes that were no different from ordinary Taoists, the clothes he put on today looked very grand.
The dark blue Taoist robe, the apricot yellow belt, and the Tai Chi picture on the chest are particularly eye-catching.
After changing her clothes, Liu Huizheng looked back at the old Taoist: "Master, can I go?"
The Taoist who seemed to be too old to walk asked with a wry smile, "Can I not go?"
Liu Huizheng shook her head: "Are you willing to watch us die?"
The old Taoist almost blurted out the words of a dead fellow Daoist, Mo Shipindao, but seeing Liu Huizheng's solemn expression, he could only swallow it abruptly. As he walked out tremblingly, he scolded: "Your master and you are not good people, I still want to fight at such an old age!"
Liu Huizheng said seriously: "Master said, you are still young."
The old Taoist was stunned, and couldn't help cursing: "At the beginning, there were four senior brothers, and I was the youngest, and I know that my aptitude is also the worst, so my cultivation is not as good as your master and the others. But I think I still have hope to become Wudang Boss Shan, because I am younger than them, my cultivation is not as good as theirs but I can kill them, damn it... Those old guys can live longer than me, fuck it!"
The corner of Liu Huizheng's mouth twitched and said: "Uncle Master, Kou De..."
The old Taoist cleared his throat and said: "You heard it wrong just now, I didn't say what the hell, I said Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign."
The Taoists behind couldn't help laughing, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud.
Liu Hui was going to the counter to check out, and the shopkeeper said with a smile that Xian Chang would come again next time. Liu Huizheng actually answered very seriously: "Maybe... there will be no next time."
He went out and stopped a carriage passing through the city. The coachman asked politely, "Where is the head fairy going?"
Liu Huizheng looked at the quiet street, took a deep breath and said three words.
"Yanwu Academy."
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Red sleeve move.
Four carts were parked in front of the gate, and the girls who were going to participate in the military dispatch ceremony also got up early to dress up. The clothes and props had already been loaded into the car, and the old cripple sat crookedly in the driver of a carriage and drank alcohol one mouthful at a time. He didn't know how he drank so much wine every day, so he didn't get drunk and unconscious.
The little boss stood at the door and carefully counted things, and ordered the people to do things from time to time.
Seeing that everything was almost packed, she turned around and walked up to the third floor with her skirt. Standing at the door of Aunt Xi's room, she knocked on the door and asked, "Auntie, are you leaving now?"
The door creaked and opened from the inside, and the thrush in full dress came out of the room. Holding a long and thin wooden box in her hand, she handed it to Xiaodang and said, "Go and give it to the candle wick."
The moment he saw the slender wooden box, Xiao Dingdian's expression changed slightly: "Which one is this?"
Xi Huamei nodded and said: "Now I have handed over the red sleeve tricks to you inside and out, and you have done a good job. In a few years, the red sleeve tricks will become more and more popular in your hands. I Now that you have planned to retreat to the back, you should pass on all the things that should be passed down to you. You will be the head of Hongxiu Zhao from now on, and Candle Wick will be the owner of Hongxiu Zhao. Since she is the master, then this thing should belong to her gone."
Xi Huamei looked at the wooden box with a look of nostalgia: "I fell in love with this name when that person gave it to me. I believe Candlewick will also like it, and...she has already You are qualified to use this thing."
Xiao Ding nodded and left quickly.
When she handed the long wooden box to Xi Canwick, Xi Canwick was obviously also taken aback. She took the wooden box and opened it slowly. For some reason, her hands were trembling slightly.
Xiao Ding Dian knows how important the meaning of this thing is, and also knows how close the relationship between this thing and the candle wick is. She walked over and held the candlestick's arm and said: "Miss, since the aunt gave you this thing, or after we come back, I will tell you the whole story."
Xi Candlewick nodded, holding the wooden box in his arms.
"Let's go."
When she walked forward, she seemed to be looking at the wooden box all the time. Back then, that man gave this thing to Xihuamei, so the red sleeve move came into being. Back then, that man gave her and this thing to Xi Thrush, so there was Xi Candlewick.
Just when the girls with red sleeves were about to get in the car, a woman in a blue floral cotton dress suddenly came from the street. It seems that this woman is not very old, with a delicate face and delicate features. Although she is dressed in a rustic style, she is really a beauty.
If she was a few years younger, maybe all the men would bow down under her skirt.
"Take me with you."
The woman walked up to Xi Huamei and said in a calm tone.
Xi Huamei frowned slightly: "Why did you go with me, Hongxiu Zhao?"
The woman in the cotton floral dress is of course Du Hongxian, the proprietress of Fan Gu's dog meat shop, but she and Xi Huamei don't seem to be familiar with each other.
"Because the red sleeves are full of women."
The proprietress said seriously: "When Fang Jie found me two days ago, he asked me to go to the military ceremony with you. I didn't want to agree, but Fang Jie said that no one noticed me only in places full of women. I think After thinking about it, it seemed to make sense, so I nodded."
Xi Huamei was silent for a moment and then said: "Get in the car, since Fang Jie asked you to follow the red sleeve move, he must have plans."
The proprietress didn't say a word, she turned her head and got into a carriage casually. As soon as she sat down, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol, looked sideways and couldn't help sighing: "Fang explained that the red sleeve moves are all women, are you too?"
The old cripple curled his lips: "Shall I show you?"
The proprietress smiled and said, "I'm only interested in strong men."
The old cripple hummed and said, "Then you came thirty years late."
"drink wine?"
he asks.
The proprietress took out a wine jug from the package and said proudly: "I only drink the pear blossom brewed by myself... But unfortunately, the last jug is the last one, and I have never been willing to drink it."
The old cripple asked: "I was reluctant before, why are you willing today?"
The proprietress didn't uncork the wine, he was already half drunk.
The proprietress smiled and said, "I'm not willing to drink it because I know that I have plenty of time to wait for the wine to be more mellow before drinking it. But Fang Jie found me that day, and after I promised him, I suddenly realized that I didn't know that I was still alive." How long can I live, so I plan to drink it."
"Can... let me taste it?"
The old cripple said almost pleadingly.
The proprietress nodded after thinking about it: "Drink, but I have a request."
"you say!"
The old cripple said eagerly.
The proprietress was silent for a while and suddenly smiled: "Actually, the reason why I don't drink this pot of wine is not because I don't want it, but because I plan to leave it to my man. Although my man is ugly, he is not an indomitable man, let alone rich. But he He is a good man... He went to the Northwest, and he himself said that he would die without life. But I think he will come back, I left this jug of wine for him... I promised to drink it for you, but I can only drink half of the jug and keep half give him."
"Why?"
The old cripple asked, "Why didn't you reject me and keep it for yourself until he comes back?"
The proprietress said softly: "I said it just now, because I don't know if I can survive today. But I know that you should have a higher probability of surviving than me, because you are a little taller than me... If I die, you live , Leave half a jug of wine for my man. If I don’t die, you have to give it back to me.”
"good!"
The old cripple nodded vigorously.
The proprietress handed the jug to the old lame man, but the old lame man didn't drink it, but tied the jug to his waist seriously: "If you die, I will drink with him after I find your man. "