Zhurou

At this moment, Pei Yong held the rein in his hand, only feeling the sunshine and the breeze.

He asked back, "What name do I want?"

However, before the words fell, a smile appeared unconsciously on his face, and he only looked at Zhao Mingzhi with his eyes.

Zhao Mingzhi looked at him with a smile, but stopped talking, and instead slowly backed away.

Pei Yong didn't ask any more questions, let alone said too much, and rode his horse away for half a step, but he couldn't take two steps, so he turned his head to look at Zhao Mingzhi in the carriage.

Not long after, the guard of honor in the carriage stopped in an open space.

There were already many people standing there, first the elders, and then some women, all of them were waiting quietly, seeing the princess driving in a car from a distance, they hurried forward to greet her.

Zhao Mingzhi saw a few familiar faces among them, and after careful questioning, he found that he had met Mrs. Zou when he came back last time, especially the one surnamed Deng next to him, who was Mrs. Deng who had helped lead the way to Mrs. Zou's house earlier.

After the two parties greeted each other, Zhao Mingzhi comforted everyone with gentle words, and then asked a few questions about the situation in the refugee camp.

The leader was Lizheng, who was from the same village as Mrs. Zou. He answered all the questions first, and then led the way to the camp, introducing houses, roads and other places.

Zhao Mingzhi followed along, listened to his detailed explanation, and asked a few questions about the doubts from time to time, passed by some open doors, and occasionally knocked on the door, and went in to find someone to inquire.

She was going to work in the fields today, so she didn't make any effort to dress up. At this time, she took off the veiled hat to reveal her face, her hair was simply pulled up in a small bun, her clothes were green and white, black cloth shoes, very plain Underneath, it appears that the facial features are extremely beautiful, and the appearance is even more beautiful.

And because of her slender figure, her shoulders are slender and her waist is slender, she walks gracefully, and when she stands still, she stands tall and graceful. The words "pleasing to the eye" are not enough to describe her beauty.

Zhao Mingzhi's appearance is too grand, and once he puts on makeup, people often dare not approach easily. Today, he does not wear makeup at all, and speaks softly, with a gentle smile on his eyebrows.

She has an amiable temperament, and her words are sincere, and all her concerns and worries are from the heart, no matter whether she asks questions or answers, she does not condescend in the slightest, even if she is facing her with short brown knots and mud spots all over her body. No embarrassment, no embarrassment.

Refugees are not without eyes. Needless to say, those who have the opportunity to talk to Zhao Mingzhi, even if they are far away, can see some clues from her actions.

At the beginning, there were only sporadic houses with open doors, and most of the people who stayed at home were old and weak. Seeing that Zhao Mingzhi was unprepared when he entered the door, he was almost stunned. After he reacted, he panicked and spoke with a strong local accent He spoke to her in Mandarin, excited and enthusiastic.

Afterwards, no one knew who went out to spread the news, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians rushing home on the road, and they even deliberately avoided Zhao Mingzhi and his group, shuttling through various trails.

Before long, the doors of almost every house were wide open. Men, women, young and old, all stood outside to watch the excitement.What is rare is that although they are not orderly, few people rush forward.

Everyone wandered around for less than half an hour, and Li was estimating the time, so they didn't dare to delay any longer, so they were going to take Zhao Mingzhi back to Mrs. Zou's house.

Seeing them turn around, the people who had been waiting at the door for a long time made regretful voices one after another.

Zhao Mingzhi turned his head when he heard the sound, nodded to the crowd near and far, and smiled again.

She was really good-looking, when she smiled, her eyes were like crescent moons, her whole face was more lively, even the strand of hair at the sideburns that was lifted up by the veiled hat was curled just right, and there was a bit of embarrassment and embarrassment in that smile , as if apologizing for not being able to stay here longer.

Everyone's voices stopped, and there was silence for a while, they just stared at her, many people even felt affectionate, as if they saw their closest juniors, they just felt that it was not appropriate to make this embarrassing, and they couldn't help laughing.

An old woman stood only two or three feet away from Zhao Mingzhi, opened her mouth several times, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Your Highness, come to my house tomorrow as a guest?"

She didn't need Zhao Mingzhi to answer, and immediately said: "Tomorrow will not be free, but the day after tomorrow will be too! If it is inconvenient, and the old ladies around you are at home every day, you can just send someone to tell me, the others will not, and it is just the beginning of spring. The spring bamboo shoots are crispy and tight, I have been used to wrapping bamboo shoots and ferns since I was a child, the skin is thin and the stuffing is fragrant..."

She wanted to say more, and many people laughed in good faith, and they all cried out.

This one shouted: "My father fried crispy fish, come to my house for a meal!"

The one shouted: "Come to my house, the steamed pancakes at my house are the softest!"

There are also some who are far away, and the local accent is so strong that people can't understand what they are saying.

For a while, everyone came to make fun of each other, and the audience was full of laughter.

Zhao Mingzhi smiled and bowed to the old woman, "I'll beg you for a bowl of flat food when I'm free in the future!"

The old woman nodded quickly, but she was very worried. Seeing that Zhao Mingzhi was about to leave, she chased him out and asked, "When will I be free?"

Everyone laughed again.

Zhao Mingzhi stood still and asked, "Where is A Niang from?"

The old woman said: "I came to Hejian with my daughter and son-in-law."

Zhao Mingzhi suppressed the smile on his face, stood up straight and said, "There will be a day when I can return to my hometown in the future, and then I will come see you off again."

As soon as the words fell, the old woman stood there in a daze for a long time, and she almost didn't shed tears. There was a choking tone between her words, and she only said: "According to the nobleman's auspicious words..."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head away and wiped his face with his hands. When he turned back, only his eyes were red, and he smiled again, and said: "I just raised a few chickens in the back. The nobleman will come back that day, and the chickens will be fat, when the time comes, take out the meat and stew the chicken bones to make a chicken soup flat food for the nobleman."

Zhao Mingzhi nodded his head very solemnly before waving goodbye to the old woman and the others.

It was already a quarter of an hour after returning to Ms. Zou's house.

As soon as he approached the gate, a half-human tall boy ran over to greet him. He was the son of Mrs. Zou's family, and his nickname was Xiao Wu.

He called "Your Honor" first, and then said: "My mother has already set the tables and seats, and is waiting for you and General Pei to come!"

Xiao Wu's forehead was still stained with sweat, his face was flushed red, and he was panting again. It seemed that he was called back in a hurry.

When he spoke, he looked at Zhao Mingzhi first, but after he finished speaking, he couldn't help looking at Pei Yong behind him, the admiration in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Thank you for waiting for a long time." Zhao Mingzhi responded with a smile, and followed into the house.

Mrs. Zou's house had just been rebuilt. She lived in a small courtyard with several other families, and got a two-entry wing room. The kitchen and hall were not big, but they were shared.

As soon as Zhao Mingzhi entered, he saw a large table in the middle of the hall, filling the room to the brim. There were dishes, meat, soup and wine on the table. There was a table full.

Mrs. Zou was standing by the table long ago, when she saw Zhao and Pei coming, she wiped her hands on the hem of her clothes embarrassingly, and said: "These are all unworthy things, please forgive me, Your Highness, and also ask Pei Jiedu Forgive me."

He hurriedly said: "The mat has been set up, how about sitting here?"

As she said in her mouth, she stretched her hand halfway, but suddenly hesitated to look at Pei Yong.

——It stands to reason that the princess should take the lead.

But this Jiedu held the military power, and heard that he acted very domineeringly. Miss Zou was afraid that he would be the first and second, so she made this person feel ashamed, so she simply moved the borrowed table by a corner, regardless of where it was. .

It's just that when she was about to take her seat, she felt another trouble - whether to ask His Highness to take a seat first, or to let Guan Pei take a seat first?
Mrs. Zou was still hesitating, when she saw that Pei Jiedu was already heading straight for the chief seat.

Everyone in the room was in a daze, and before they had time to react, Pei Yong pulled the chair away, backed off half a step, and went to see Zhao Mingzhi.

Without a word from him, Zhao Mingzhi followed behind and took his seat.

The actions of the two seemed to have been rehearsed countless times, with a tacit understanding and familiarity.