Jiaohua

Chapter 246
Xia Zhaoyi likes to be clean on weekdays, and rarely comes to Qili Bridge, only when he comes to Qiluyuan to buy books.

When coming and going, here is the image of prosperity and peace, people flow, shoulder to shoulder, cakes, barbecue, soup stalls are everywhere.

But now, there is only the sun.

Xia Zhaoyi propped his cheeks up on his knees, and was going to Qingque Pavilion later, but now he suddenly wanted to take a half-day leisure.

Seeing her calm down, Tie Zhu imitated her and raised his cheeks.

He tilted his head and looked at her, feeling that her appearance seemed to have changed a little in the past few days, her complexion and temperament were getting better and better, and she had grown up a bit.

With such a profile, her nose is straight, her eyelashes are thick and slender, and she looks thoughtful, so pretty.

"Ali," Tie Zhu said with a smile, "what are you thinking?"

Xia Zhaoyi narrowed his eyes, turned to look at him, and shook his head: "It's nothing, just stay for a while."

"Oh..." Tie Zhu nodded, and said again, "Ali, Big Fatty said your handwriting is really beautiful, it doesn't look like a little girl's writing at all, and said I lied to him, but I saw you with my own eyes. Well, we almost quarreled..."

"It's not worth arguing over such a trivial matter," Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly, "Don't do this in the future."

"We're used to arguing," Tie Zhu waved his hand, "We fight a lot when we're fine."

Xia Zhaoyi didn't speak anymore, and looked away.

Tie Zhu looked at her, paused, and said, "Ali."

"Ok?"

"You said, will there be a war?"

"Isn't it already playing?" Xia Zhaoyi said, looking at the sunshine over there.

The Qili Bridge is just ahead, a little far away, with a large bridge deck, wide and cool, and a glistening water under the bridge.

"I mean, will you call to the capital?"

"Yes." Xia Zhaoyi nodded without hesitation.

"Ah? Really?"

"Yes," Xia Zhaoyi replied, "I really will."

It can be seen that the turmoil can no longer be subdued. There are fewer and fewer people who put Emperor Xuanyan in their eyes. It cannot be said that Emperor Xuanyan does not have the skills to control those princes. He has always been obsessed with power. He has the best way to treat the emperor and his ministers.But unfortunately, this year's disaster is really terrible. From west to east, and then north, it spread all the way, swept across the city and wilderness, and swayed the world.

Feeling lost, Xia Zhaoyi stood up and said, "Tie Zhu, I'm going first."

"Wait, Ali," Tie Zhu hurriedly got up, "If I want to see you next time, where should I go?"

"I don't know," Xia Zhaoyi said truthfully, paused, and then said, "Tie Zhu, haven't you thought about finding yourself a job to make a living?"

"Hey, why would anyone want a beggar, and in this world, those shopkeepers can hardly survive themselves, so how could they want to have an extra mouth to eat."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "I will come here for a stroll in the future when I have nothing to do. If you want to find me, come a few more times, maybe you can meet me."

"Alright." Tie Zhu said.

Xia Zhaoyi was about to leave when a carriage came slowly and stopped at the gate of Qiluyuan.

After the driver got out of the car, he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and a familiar figure stepped out of the car.

Zhao Gong was dressed in white and black-lined pine smoke robes, his face was soft, fair and clean, and his elegant demeanor attracted the attention of many people.

He was about to go inside the bookshop, but when he turned around feeling something, he saw two little boys standing there.

Zhao Gong's eyebrows were slightly closed, and it seemed that this girl was somewhat familiar, especially her eyes, which were bright and black, filled with water, quiet and clear.

"Your Majesty?" the attendant called softly.

Zhao Gong returned to his senses, nodded, and walked towards the book shop with his gaze back.

"Young masters from rich families are good, but they come out with different spirits." Tie Zhu said.

"You are also very energetic." Xia Zhaoyi looked at him with a smile.

"Huh?" Tie Zhu paused, "You mean I'm also good-looking?"

"I'm talking about spirit, I can't see your face." Xia Zhaoyi said.

Tie Zhu raised his hand to touch his dirty face, curled his lips: "What's the matter, we beggars have to look like beggars, dirty is dirty..."

"I still have something to do, see you later." Xia Zhaoyi smiled, turned and left.

Tie Zhu watched her leave, turned his head and smelled his shoulder, and then his sleeve.

To be honest, he couldn't smell it for a long time. If there was, wouldn't it be hard for her?
Tie Zhu shook his head, leaned over to pick up the broken bowl on the ground, got up and looked towards the place where she disappeared.

Otherwise, go find a place to take a shower.

Qiluyuan is not the largest bookstore in the capital, but it should be the oldest. Besides the books on sale, there are also many old and rare books. The obscure ones are all in the North Hall. Compared with other classic books, Few people visit here, and the apprentices who manage the bookstore are a bit lazy, so there is often dust here.

Zhao Gong entered the bookstore, walked towards the north hall, walked through layers of bookcases, and stepped over the threshold. The scent of ink in front of him faded a lot.

There are many hollow copper stoves on the four corners and bookcases, burning with anti-corrosion and moisture-proof incense, and there is a very faint jasmine fresh air.

"The fragrance smells even better today," Zhao Gong said casually, "it must be a new tune from the teacher."

The entourage smiled: "It should be, my son."

In the northernmost part of the north hall, the attendants stepped forward and pushed open the bookcase, revealing a staircase. After Zhao Gong went in, the attendants pushed the bookcase back.

The light came from the stairs, faintly illuminating the steps, and there was a strong fragrance of medicine in the air. After going up, there were three rooms. Zhao Gong pushed open the one next to the window, just as a woman pushed the door to come out, Zhao Gong bowed his head respectfully: "teacher."

The woman was about 25 years old, with long black hair and long black hair. She was wearing a green robe with wide sleeves. When she saw Zhao Gong, she said calmly, "You are here."

"I'm here to see my brother." Zhao Gong said.

"Don't ask him to go out again." The woman frowned slightly, "He came back on the day of offering sacrifices to heaven, and he is still not in good health."

Zhao Gong showed guilt: "Yes, teacher."

The woman nodded, turned and left.

The medicinal fragrance in the house is even more intense, the curtains are half-opened, the sunlight comes in from the window, and shines on the smooth wooden floor covered with brocade.

Behind the screen depicting pine, ink and green mountains, two little maids were arranging the books. Seeing Zhao Gong go in, the two little maids blessedly said, "Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Gong nodded, looked at the man leaning on the soft pillow on the bed, and called out, "Brother."

"Don't call me brother." The man flipped through the book in his hand without looking up.

Zhao Gong smiled: "Elder brother is elder brother, that's what I called him, hehe."

The man didn't struggle anymore, raised his eyes and said, "What do you want from me?"

(End of this chapter)