Going forward, Hua Chun felt a little cautious at first, after all, the two people next to her were not familiar with her, and their identities were expensive, so it was not easy to make mistakes.
However, looking at the antique shops on both sides of the street, as well as all kinds of odds and ends on the stalls, Hua Chun's deep-rooted collection addiction broke out again. In modern times, she used to have a big box for all kinds of hairpins and bronze mirrors from a certain treasure, but now what she sees are authentic ancient products, how can she bear it?
So He Changan realized that the people around him were gone as he walked.
"Second Master." After calling out to the person in front, He Changan turned to look for someone.
Hua Chun squatted by the small stall at the door of the nearby shop, quickly picking and choosing, and chose two bronze mirrors inlaid with gemstones and five hairpins.
Yu Wenjie: "..."
He wanted to pick him up and beat him up again, a big man, interested in this kind of thing
After paying the money, he hurried back to them, seeing the look in the emperor's eyes, Hua Chun consciously explained: "This is a gift for the younger sisters in the mansion when I go back."
Yu Wenjie looked at her even more strangely.
He Chang'an next to him asked jokingly: "Your mansion has golden branches and jade leaves, would you like these little things?"
"They really like it!" Hua Chun opened his eyes and said, "Look at these two bronze mirrors. Although they are not expensive, they are exquisitely made and very hard. They probably won't break if you drop them!"
As he spoke, he picked up one and threw it on the ground!
"Snapped!"
The piece on the back of the bronze mirror was not broken, but the mirror surface was broken into slag when she dropped it.
Huachun felt a little embarrassed.
Yu Wenjie looked at her like an idiot, and then walked on without looking back.
He Chang'an chuckled twice, and helped her by the shoulders: "Let's go, don't take it if it's broken."
"But... the gem on it..."
"It's fake. If you like it, I'll find some real ones for you and give them to you."
Hua Chun glanced at him very touched, then shook his head: "No, it's gone if it's gone."
She just wanted to look good.
Stretching out his hand to put the bronze mirror in his bosom, Hua Chun looked at the emperor who was walking farther and farther in front of him, and couldn't help asking He Chang'an: "Do we have a purpose?"
"Yes." He Changan stopped and pointed to a nearby restaurant: "This is it."
Hua Chun looked up, looked at the words "Zhengdu Restaurant" on the plaque, and then glanced at the emperor who had gone far: "Then him?"
"He went the wrong way. He's probably thinking about something, and he'll be back later." He Changan seemed to be getting used to it, so he left the emperor alone and took her into the restaurant.
The business of this store is good, the first floor is full of people drinking and drinking, and the atmosphere is good. The waiter led them up to the second floor, where it was much quieter, with only a few tables of people drinking wine calmly.
There was a seat by the window, and He Changan led her there. As soon as she sat down, the emperor followed up with a half-black face.
"If you don't need to be respectful, you are really obedient." Yu Wenjie looked at He Chang'an and snorted coldly.
This tone was obviously joking, and He Changan was not afraid of him at all, and said with a smile: "It's rare to have a time to relax, how boring is it to worry so much? Isn't it, brother Jinghua?"
Every time this name is called, Hua Chun feels very ashamed. However, the ancient times seemed to have no special understanding of "essence", so she could only respond with a smile: "Yes."
Yu Wenjie sat down opposite Hua Chun, next to the window. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the side slightly from the corner of his eye, pursing his lips.
Seeing his expression, Hua Chun felt nervous.
The following plot, based on years of experience watching TV dramas, the next few tables must be assassins! After a while, she would shoot up the table and set off the food and drink on that table—although she never understood that it was just to kill someone, did the food and drink provoke them? Must be overturned
But after the food and drink are overturned, there will definitely be a fierce fight, and the protagonist may be forced to jump from the second floor.
So Hua Chun quickly stretched out his head to look at the height outside the window.
It's only on the second floor, which is about the same height as the beams of the Zichen Hall. If it falls, it will break a bone at most, and it will not kill you.
Looking at the other two people on the table, Hua Chun whispered hesitantly: "Second Master, I don't think the atmosphere here is very good, why don't we change places?"
Yu Wenjie looked up and looked at her: "I really like the atmosphere here."
Perverted? Hua Chun gritted her teeth. Both of them are bold and skilled. She doesn't know martial arts and she is very timid. Since it is a purposeful trip and she knows it will be dangerous, why do you have to drag her along
"You don't need to be too nervous." He Changan took the wine handed over by Xiao Er, and generously poured a bowl for each of the three of them: "The wine here is the most fragrant in Yanjing, just take this opportunity, I think Sworn brothers with brother Jinghua."
What? Hua Chun glared at him.
The emperor also turned his head, looked at him and frowned: "Why are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy, I'm serious." He Chang'an said solemnly: "Prime Minister Hua is knowledgeable and personable, and it is my blessing to be able to worship you."
Hua Chun laughed twice.
With Hua Jinghua's status, she can only sworn brothers with a man in this life, and there is no doubt about her loyalty and righteousness. Gong Yuhou is a celebrity in front of the emperor, and also a high-ranking Lord Hou. Sworn worship with him is equivalent to finding a backer, and she only earns but not loses.
Having figured this out, Hua Chun straightforwardly picked up the wine in front of him: "Would you like to make an oath?"
He Changan smiled, asked the waiter to bring the scissors, and very naturally reached out and cut off a piece of her skirt.
"Brother-in-law is brother, and the rest of the vows are unnecessary." He said, and cut off a piece of his own skirt, folded the two pieces of cloth together, cut it again, divided it into two halves, tied it with string, and handed it to the flower spring.
"I'm old, so I can barely be your second brother." He Chang'an said: "Except for formal occasions, from now on, a good brother can directly be called second brother."
"Okay!" Hua Chun happily agreed, and after putting away his clothes, he remembered a little puzzled: "Why is it the second brother?"
On the opposite side, Yu Wenjie didn't say a word, his face was livid.
"Ah, it's like this." He Chang'an put his hand on the emperor's shoulder with a smile: "I also swore to the second master. He is the eldest brother, so I can only be the second brother."
Huachun: "..."
The ritual of sworn worship in Daliang is prevalent. According to the rules, two people swore a sworn ceremony, and one of them swore a sworn ceremony with the other, and the sworn relationship was universal.
She felt that Gong Yuhou's backing was strong enough, but in the end there was a hidden elder brother, who inexplicably gave her a domineering feeling of "a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet each other".
However, the emperor didn't seem to want to appreciate it, and looked at her coldly with a face as ugly as fried vegetables.
Shrinking her neck, Hua Chun felt very innocent, sworn brotherhood is the request of Gong Yuhou, and it's not that she insists on seeking relationships, so blame her
"Okay, you should also relax." He Changan looked at the emperor and said, "We are all people of the same standpoint, why bother to be so tit for tat?"
Wanting to be sworn brothers with Hua Jinghua, also has the idea of reconciling the relationship between the emperor and the prime minister. After all, the emperor is not sitting in the dragon seat too securely. With a loyal minister like Prime Minister Hua, it is too late to win over. How can there be any reason to push it out
Although he knows Yu Wenjie's temperament, the typical "those who follow me will prosper and those who oppose me will perish", it has been considered the utmost benevolence to be able to stay in Huajinghua until now. But if it can be more harmonious and unanimous to the outside world, then he doesn't mind being the peacemaker.
The emperor actually understands his thoughts, but...he really can't stand a man who is as sissy as Hua Jinghua, it's the limit not to target him, but he still wants to be a brother
Wouldn't it be better to be siblings
Frowning and looking at the person opposite, the emperor closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, and said to He Chang'an lightly: "It's up to you."
Does this mean that he tacitly sworn to her as well? Hua Chun blinked and looked at He Chang'an, who looked happy and raised his eyebrows at her.
Done!
If you swore to be a brother, you can't kill her in a fit of anger, right? Hua Chun thought cheerfully, isn't there such a sentence? Don't expect to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day. To worship the emperor is equivalent to having a gold medal to avoid death.
For a moment, she felt that they could still be forgiven for dragging her out to die today.
However, before she was happy, the cups of the people at the next table fell to the ground and shattered.
Hua Chun's heart skipped a beat.
There was the sound of a group of people going upstairs from the stairs in the attic. He Changan and Yu Wenjie both sat still, allowing more than twenty people to come up and surround their small table.
"Damn!" Hua Chun was so frightened that he quickly pulled the window string next to him: "What are you doing?"
"Do you still need to ask?" He Changan said: "Obviously they want to make things difficult for us."
Hua Chun's eyes widened, and he took a deep breath: "Then what should we do?"
"Nothing to do." He Changan stood up and moved his joints: "Just wait for them."
There were three tables of people on the second floor. The table with the broken glass was the same as the group of people who came downstairs. The other two tables were actually guards, who directly protected them in the middle.
Probably because they didn't expect them to be prepared, the leader was a little dazed, and then waved his hand.
A group of people rushed towards them.
As a resident of the peaceful era of the 21st century, Hua Chun had never even participated in a group fight among elementary school students, let alone watched such a large-scale fight in broad daylight. arrive.
He Chang'an had already rushed towards them with his people. Unexpectedly, this posture didn't seem to be about to fight, but like an eagle catching chickens. After injuring a person, he would grab them and throw them down to the second floor.
The sound of clashing knives and guns was fierce, but the guards brought out by the emperor were first-class. There were only eight of them, and they didn't let these twenty people approach them, so that Yu Wenjie continued to sit Drinks at the table.
"What are you doing?" Looking at the people on the table, the emperor said displeasedly, "Come down, don't embarrass me!"