The Marquis of Xuan Ping was above everyone in terms of rank and identity. After he was recognized, everyone dared to hide in the shed to hide from the rain, and rushed out with umbrellas.
The crowd scrambled to hold umbrellas for Marquis Xuanping. Marquis Xuanping glanced at everyone impatiently. Originally, it was raining so hard that they could not see the road clearly, but these people blocked the way.
"Step aside!"
Marquis Xuan Ping shouted loudly, and everyone shuddered at the murderous aura that burst out inadvertently, and all retreated to both sides!
There are sheds one after another here, and Marquis Xuanping doesn't know which one is Xiao Liulang's residence.
But in the end, it wasn't this room that this group of people rushed out of.
He walked aside.
"It's the other way around." Xiao Liulang, who was lying on his back, said weakly.
The Marquis of Xuanping paused for a while, then ran to the other end. When he reached the third shed, Xiao Liulang said, "Here it is."
The shed is simple and crude, there is not even a decent table, and the bed is made of benches and wooden boards. If Mrs. Zhuang is here, he should feel distressed about how bad the living environment of his grandson is.
During the war, the Marquis of Xuanping spent ten days and a half months in the trenches, gnawed the bark and ate the grass roots, slept in the cowshed and squatted in the stables. The son should not be spoiled, but thrown into the mud pit for him to touch. Climb and roll.
At the beginning, he could not see that Princess Xinyang raised Xiao Heng so delicately, like a porcelain powder doll.
Beautiful is beautiful, but he couldn't stand it with a single finger. He was afraid that he would crush the little guy to death even if he touched it.
There are two beds in the shed, one with mosquito nets and one without.
"Where's your bed?" Xuanping Hou asked.
Xiao Liulang pointed to the one without mosquito nets outside.
Xuanping Hou carried the person to the bedside, thought for a while, and then called an official outside: "Bring a chair here!"
"Yes Yes!"
A servant of the household department responded and personally moved a bamboo chair into the shed that was used as an office in the lobby.
When Marquis Xuanping carried the person back into this room, everyone had already vaguely guessed the identity of the person on his back. When Marquis Xuanping put him on the chair, that speculation was confirmed.
Xiao Liulang.
It turned out to be Xiao Liulang!
On a rainy night, it was very strange that Xuanping Hou appeared here, and what was even more strange was that he actually carried Xiao Liulang back on his back.
Looking at Xiao Liulang's appearance, it seems that he was injured.
In the end what happened
Everyone was at a loss, except for the official who brought the chair into the room, no one else dared to come in rashly.
The Minister of the Ministry of Housing and the King of Anjun came over.
"Xiao Hou..."
Before the Minister of the Household could say hello, the Marquis of Xuanping interrupted coldly: "Wooden barrel! Hot water!"
The minister of households opened his mouth in surprise: "...Yes, I'll do it now as a lower official."
Strictly speaking, the Minister of Hu is not considered to be the subordinate of Marquis Xuanping, but Marquis Xuanping is the first-rank Marquis of Marquis proclaimed by His Majesty.
The Minister of the Ministry of Finance brought a brand new and unused large wooden barrel, and then ordered the inspector to boil water.
They came here for disaster relief and farming, not for holiday enjoyment, so they didn't bring servants to wait on them. They paid for the meals on weekdays, and the villagers made them and delivered them.
The rest of the locks were contracted by officials with lower ranks.
While waiting for the hot water, Marquis Xuanping began to take off Xiao Liulang's wet clothes.
With a look of resistance on Xiao Liulang's face, Marquis Xuanping turned to the King of Anjun and a group of officials who were looking at the door and said, "He's thin-skinned, you all go out!"
The crowd did not dare to disobey, and walked away wisely.
King An asked, "Do you need help?"
"No." Xuanping Hou refused without thinking.
Maybe everyone here will give face to Prince An, but Marquis Xuanping doesn't. It's not because he has an opinion on Prince An. He and Mrs. Zhuang don't have any signs of disagreement with each other, but he hasn't been careful enough to care about a junior. .
He just treated the King of An County with the rest of the people equally.
However, this kind of non-discriminatory treatment in the eyes of everyone is itself a kind of contempt for the King of Anjun.
Everyone who hadn't gone far perked up their ears, wanting to hear what was going on inside, but Prince An didn't say anything, just went out silently, and didn't forget to bring them to the door.
"King Anjun, what is the relationship between Lord Xiao and Marquis Xuanping? Why does Marquis Xuanping seem to be very familiar with him?"
On the way back, an official of the household department asked the king of Anjun.
"I don't know either." Prince An was not familiar with the official of the Ministry of Housing, so he did not discuss the relationship between Xiao Liulang and Xuanpinghou with him.
It was the minister of the household who had just moved the chair for Xuanping Hou: "A few months ago, there was a rumor in the capital that the current champion of the new division looks very similar to the deceased Xiaohou of Zhaodu. Pinghou also went for this..."
In the middle of the conversation, the minister of the household realized that he had almost made a slip of the tongue. After all, he was an official and should not criticize His Majesty in front of his colleagues and Hanlin officials.
He coughed lightly, and changed the word that he had found His Majesty to: "Go and see him on a special trip."
It was talking about that on the day of Xiao Liulang's palace exam, the Marquis of Xuanping got up early and rushed to support Xiao Liulang.
This matter was once a scene of uproar, leading many people to think that Xiao Liulang's title of champion was not right, and it was only because of the relationship of Xuanpinghou that he topped the list.
"It turns out that Master Xiao looks like his deceased son..." the household official murmured.
Everyone ate a melon inexplicably, and generally understood that Xuanping Hou came to visit Xiao Liulang.
"Why is it so coincidental, he wasn't injured in the early days, and he wasn't injured in the evenings. The Marquis of Xuanping was injured like this when he arrived? He had to carry it all the way back..." another man muttered.
These words just didn't say that Xiao Liulang was playing tricks and deliberately won the sympathy of Xuanping Hou.
"I really didn't see that he was such a person."
"Why didn't you see it? Have you forgotten how he managed to win over the villagers these days? His scheming, I can't catch up with him!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let Xuan Pinghou hear you, you and I won't be able to eat in a while!"
"It's gone! It's gone!"
Anjun Wang did not participate in the discussion of several people. He knew that Xiao Liulang went to the mountains to collect medicine. As for why he was injured and why he encountered Xuanping Hou, it is unknown.
He went to Wu Yang's side, and probably he was going to squeeze with Wu Yang tonight.
Inside the shed, Xuanping Marquis took off Xiao Liulang's shirt, but when he went to take off Xiao Liulang's trousers, Xiao Liulang tightened his waistband to prevent him from doing it.
Marquis Xuanping frowned and said, "What's the matter?"
"You also go out, I will come by myself." Xiao Liulang said.
Xuanping Marquis looked at him up and down, hehe said: "If you fall like this, do you still have the strength to come?"
Even if he has the strength, he won't let him take off his shirt. He is holding on to the waistband of his trousers now, but he is actually rejecting it more with his eyes.
Xuanping Hou said: "You are my son, what kind of you have I never seen? When you were a child, you ran around the courtyard with your bare ass..." He looked at the bottom of his trousers, "I tell you, not only have I seen you, I have also Bounce!"
Xiao Liulang, who can't wait to come to Dao Lei to chop him out: "...!!"
The wooden bucket and hot water were ready, Xuanping Hou did not let anyone in, but brought the big wooden bucket and hot water in by himself.
Xiao Liulang's unfastening of the waistband of his trousers made him troubled.
This rain seems to have extinguished all the summer heat recently, bringing with it a hint of the coolness of early autumn, Xiao Liulang's body was icy cold, and it was not until he was soaked in hot water that he gradually gained a touch of temperature.
Xiao Liulang took a bath in the shed, and Xuanping Hou went to fetch water, intending to take a cold bath, and then return to the carriage to change his clothes.
He was not familiar with this place, and only vaguely remembered that a large group of people had just come out of the largest shed, and maybe it was there to fetch water.
He went to the shed that served as the main room and office.
Everyone was there, Lord Gu was also there, and a lot of food brought by Lord Gu was also there, and the room exuded the tempting aroma of meat and crispy.
Everyone looked at Marquis Xuanping in astonishment, and their faces were at a loss.
Xuanping Marquis just glanced at it and felt relieved, just now a group of people gathered here, and it was supposed to be talking about important official business, but it turned out to be eating and drinking.
The minister of the household asked, "Do you want to eat something, Marquis Xiao? These were bought from the capital by Marquis Gu."
Marquis Xuanping looked at Lord Gu who was in the room and squinted slightly.
Everyone else is there, only his son-in-law Xiao Liulang is not there.
Okay, so good.
Marquis Gu didn't know the relationship between Marquis Xuanping and Xiao Liulang. He was wondering how Marquis Xuanping got involved with that poor boy, and he met Marquis Xuanping's horrifying gaze.
He was inexplicably beaten in his heart.
The rain stopped in the second half of the night. The next day was a sunny day. The morning light was faint, the sky was blue, and the air was full of the smell of soil and the aroma of flowers and plants moistened by the rain.
The tasks of disaster relief and farming have been successfully completed. Everyone packed up their burdens and planned to have something to eat before heading back to Beijing.
But no one expected that when they pushed open the wooden door of the shed, a mouth-watering aroma of meat buns rushed towards them, and everyone's saliva flowed down.
"Have you made buns today? The folks knew we were leaving, so they made big meat buns specially?"
"Sweet and delicious meat buns!"
They are all officials in the capital, not to mention their prominent family background, at least the meat buns are not greedy, but I don’t know if they have been vegetarians here for too many days, they only smelled the smell of the meat, and they felt that they were about to stop. Living!
"No, this doesn't seem to be the ordinary smell of meat buns, it's from Zhou Ji! The meat buns in his family have the smell of ghee and sesame!"
"That's right! It's Zhou Ji's Big Meat Bun!"
Zhou Ji's Big Pork Buns are so famous in Beijing, but only one hundred baskets are made a day, and they are all sold out, so it is difficult to buy them in line.
The aroma came from the shed of the King of Anjun.
"Could it be that Gu Houye sent someone to buy it again? Gu Houye is too considerate! I bought so many roast ducks and crispy chicken last night."
"They bought it for the King of Anjun! Let's touch the light of the King of Anjun!"
"It seems that today is the glory of the Duke of An again."
Everyone said a word to me, and couldn't wait to walk towards the hut of the King of Anjun.
But when they came to the door, they were dumbfounded. There was no Prince An in the house, only Xuanping Hou and Xiao Liulang... and a young man in black clothes.
The table in front of the two was full of large steamed buns. In addition to the buns, there were wine-stuffed balls sprinkled with egg flowers, scallion pancakes with donkey meat, and braised sheep and scorpions that could make the dog next door cry. .
It is the most characteristic food of Zhouji.
Everyone gulped and swallowed. Is it really good to eat so much in the morning...
However, three people can't finish it, so buying so much should be divided among them, right
Sure enough, Xiao Liulang said lightly: "Did you beat the bun seller to death?"
Who can finish so many buns!
Marquis Xuan Ping raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then it's divided, Chang Jing."
Chang Jing came over and picked up the buns on the table, leaving only a cage for Xuanping Hou and Xiao Liulang.
The crowd watched Chang Jing walking towards them with the steamed buns, and they were so excited that they were beyond words.
Then, they saw Chang Jing walk past them with a blank face.
Everyone: "… "
Chang Jing distributed the steamed buns to the villagers.
The last one left, Chang Jing gave it to the big black dog in the village.
So the people eating pickles and wowotou realized what it means to be inferior to a dog.
After breakfast, Xuanpinghou packed Xiao Liulang into his carriage. Although Xiao Liulang protested strongly, the protest was ineffective.
Everyone also got on the carriages of various government offices, and Lord Gu unexpectedly found that his wheels had been unloaded.
Gu Houye frowned on the spot: "Where's Ben Hou's wheel? Who did it!"
Everyone sat on the carriage and looked at each other.
Isn't it obvious who did it
Just ask who here has a higher official title than you
Everyone dared not say a word, but Duke An said, "If Lord Gu doesn't dislike it, take my carriage back to Beijing."
"That's the only way it can be." Gu Hou Ye sighed and got into the carriage of King Anjun. It's better to be this son-in-law. He knows how to help at the critical moment—
Before I could finish the sentence in my heart, I heard a bang, and the wheel of King Anjun was also unloaded.
No one saw anyone make a move, and the two chariots rolled out of the carriage as if they had betrayed themselves.
The carriage hit the ground heavily, and Gu Houye's head hit the roof of the car, and a big bag was knocked out instantly.
The Minister of the Ministry of Housing did not want to go into troubled waters, but he was entrusted by others, so he had to take good care of King An, but after taking care of King An, he was not good at leaving his future father-in-law, so he had to invite the two to his own house together. on the carriage.
Xuanping Hou took Chang Jing out of Xiao Liulang's shed. Chang Jing held Xiao Liulang's luggage and the medicinal materials collected these days.
The Minister of the Household thought for a while, and said to Xuanpinghou: "Please also ask Xuanpinghou to take care of Mrs. Xiao's face... be merciful."
Mrs. Xiao, the mother of Marquis of Xuanping, and the mother of Shangshu of the Ministry of Housing are cousins. Strictly speaking, they are cousins.
"Okay." Xuanping Hou responded.
The minister of households breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Mrs. Xiao's face was still effective.
The next second, Marquis Xuanping kicked off the wheel of the Minister of the Ministry of Housing!
He only said show mercy, but he didn't say show mercy.
When it comes to bullying, Marquis Xuanping is a professional.
After these few episodes, no one dared to invite Lord Gu to get on the carriage, and they all tucked their tails and walked away.
Prince An was also helpless, so he bowed his hands to Lord Gu, and asked Wu Yang to find the wheel and put it on, and then returned to Beijing alone.
Lord Gu stayed alone on the ridge, behind him was a carriage without wheels, and even the horses ran away...
He seems to have been abandoned by the world.
Lord Gu is miserable and miserable: Woo~
(End of this chapter)