Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 838 Chopped green onion is salty (one more)

Bing Qingxiu frowned lightly, with a look of embarrassment on her face, as if she was deliberating her words.

Luo Fengtang said: "Master Bingqing, please speak frankly."

Bingqing sighed lightly, took a step forward, and said with a considerate face: "Kang Sheng is a man who is very ambitious and ambitious, and what he likes most is being surrounded by flattering people."

"Since the last celebration banquet, he lost the sword dance to you, General Luo. I'm afraid he has been brooding over this period of time, and wants to win the game elsewhere."

"Just now, from the list of invited guests, I can see that the ones he invited to dinner tonight are all the romantic and refined scholars of Licheng."

"These people, all come from a family of scholars, are well-educated, and they are full of beautiful articles..."

"Haha."

Luo Fengtang suddenly laughed lowly, interrupting Princess Bingqing's words.

"The princess is worried that I, an illiterate reckless man, will lose face and make a fool of myself if I go to such a place for literati and refined scholars?"

He asked straight to the point.

Bingqing was startled.

He didn't expect all kinds of obscure things to be blurted out by him like this.

She shook her head hastily, and smiled apologetically: "The general misunderstood, Bingqing didn't mean that."

"The general is wise and martial, and he is the reincarnation of the god of war. It's too late for Bingqing to admire the general."

"Bingqing just thinks that a ruler is long and an inch is short, and generals don't need to use their own weaknesses to touch other people's strengths, that's all."

Luo Fengtang frowned faintly after listening to Princess Bingqing rambling on so much.

What annoys me the most is the kind of person who thinks one thing in his heart but says another thing in his mouth.

Unreal!

He waved his hands indifferently: "Haha, thank you Princess for your kindness."

"Since the people gathering tonight are all ordinary literati and scholars, then I really want to join in the fun, even if I have a long history."

He said, and then came over and grabbed the bronzing invitation card on the table, and put it in his arms.

During this period of time, he has been living in the courtyard of the Nanwang Mansion.

At first he just waited for the military order.Even though returning home is like an arrow, but also patiently waiting.

Serving good meals and dishes every day, sometimes Prince Nan would come over to chat with him in this small yard when he got up.

But later, he faintly sensed that something was wrong.

What was wrong, he couldn't say exactly.

Is it the palace guards who suddenly increased in number inside and outside the courtyard?

Or would he go in and out, wandering around the palace, followed by some visible and invisible guards not far or near?

In short, this feeling makes him very uncomfortable.

There is a feeling of being under house arrest.

Princess Xiao Bingqing reminded Kang Sheng what his intention was in this invitation post, he knew it well.

However, this is a good opportunity to leave Nanwangfu!

"Go back to the person who sent the post, I accept the post, and I will be on time for the appointment tonight."

Luo Fengtang gave instructions to the maid who was still waiting at the side.

The maid turned and left the room.

Here, upon hearing his decision, Bingqing said: "Since that's the case, then Bingqing will go with General Luo tonight."

"No matter what tricks that Kang Sheng uses to make things difficult, our soldiers will come to cover up the water and soil, and Bing Qing is willing to advance and retreat with General Luo!"

She said these words passionately, but with a gentle expression.

Coupled with this beautiful and heavenly appearance, if you were another man, even a heart made of iron would be softened.

Luo Fengtang slightly hooked his lips, and didn't say any words of gratitude.

"In order to go to the dinner party, I have to make some preparations at the end, and I can no longer entertain Princess Bingqing." He said.

This is... driving her away?

Bingqing was stunned, she didn't want to leave, and wanted to be alone with him for a while longer.

However, Luo Fengtang had already come to the clothes cupboard on one side, and made a gesture of getting ready to change clothes.

Bingqing didn't know what to do, she gritted her teeth and turned and left the room.

……

As dusk gradually rose, the streets became more and more lively.

After a whole day of heat, the common people all chose to take their families out for shopping at this time.

Buy snacks for the children, and buy twisted flower candy figures on the side of the road.

Or students and literati, jump up to three or five friends with similar interests, and have a small gathering in teahouses and restaurants.

Drink a cup of jasmine tea from this place and listen to a melodious Pingtan.

Such a day, Immortal Sai.

Yang Ruoqing wandered the streets for a long time, seeing many things, but she didn't see the person she most wanted to see.

Guessing the time, Uncle Bai should be back.

She was planning to go back to the inn to wait for him, but when she turned around, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes on the spacious street ahead.

Beside them, the hawkers who set up stalls hurriedly pushed their carts to the side.

This panicked and eager look gave her the illusion that the city management had come.

A vendor's voice came from next to my ear: "Girl, don't stand there, the princess's carriage is going out, let it get to the side of the road!"

The vendor owner was very enthusiastic. As he spoke, he actually dragged Yang Ruoqing aside.

county lord?

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

"Which princess?" she asked the vendor.

The vendor owner smiled: "Girl, you are from another place, right? Of course it is Princess Bingqing of Nanwang Mansion."

is her?

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and looked towards the street.

A large group of people and horses came over there, and the sound of flying and hurried hooves made the road tremble.

In front are two rows of guards with sabers clearing the way, and behind are several men riding tall horses.

Then came a canopied carriage, followed by a group of maids, and behind the maids were guards with swords.

A princess travels to engage in such a big show?

What the hell.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, and was about to look away when her eyebrows suddenly tightened.

Isn't that young man riding beside the carriage unhurriedly, Tang Yazi?

He was not wearing silver armor at this moment, nor did he have a sword.

He was wearing a black robe with a belt of the same color around his waist.

Sitting upright on the horse, the slender legs clamped the horse's belly.

Mo hair was pulled up high on the top of the head, and the stern facial features were matched with the indifferent eyes.

It gives people a feeling that strangers are not close.

However, he is so handsome that people can't help but want to look up at him, take a peek at him...

It's heart-pounding.

Tsk tsk, you look so handsome, where are you going?

She tilted her head thinking.

Over there, Luo Fengtang seemed to have noticed something, and his gaze was directed towards her.

There is an uncle here who is making scones, surrounded by a few waiting customers.

No one he knew.

He withdrew his gaze in surprise, it was strange that there was a feeling of familiarity just now.

He couldn't help but look over there again.

The uncle happened to turn on the stove next to him, and used iron tongs to pick out scones that were shaped like shoe soles.

Some are topped with sesame seeds, while others are topped with chopped scallions.

"Shut up!"

Luo Fengtang reined in the horse's reins, got off the horse, and strode to the scone stand.

The uncle of scones was shocked when he saw this big man coming.

Luo Fengtang pointed to the steaming scones on the booth and asked, "Boss, do you have any sweets?"

Uncle scones came back to his senses and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, the ones sprinkled with black sesame seeds are sweet, and the ones with chopped green onions are salty."

"Sweet, wrap me two."

Luo Fengtang said, but conveniently put five cents on the stall.

(End of this chapter)