The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 512 Idiot (34)

On New Year's Day, Zhao Chao and Jiang Tang boarded the carriage to the capital. Mrs. Zhao stood in front of the door watching the carriage leave, her eyes blushing quietly.

Master Zhao noticed his wife's little mood and patted her on the shoulder.

"It's okay, Jiang Tang is steady and won't let anything happen to Xiao Chao."

"No, I just feel a little uncomfortable when I think of Xiao Chao leaving and I have to feed his two precious horses myself."

Mr. Zhao is used to his wife being hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so why isn't he worried.

Xiaochao's child doesn't have a city mansion, and he doesn't understand the etiquette of dignitaries. If he accidentally says or does something wrong, it will be the crime of beheading.

Now that I think about it, it would be better to let Xiao Chao live a mediocre life. If he is a child with money and is noticed by too many high-class people, he will have to be trembling when painting for those people. Zhao Chao doesn't know how to process art. All of them came as they wished, and if those people were offended, the whole family would suffer accordingly.

Thinking of this, Master Zhao couldn't help but sigh.

I hope Jiang Tang can take good care of Zhao Chao and don't let him make mistakes.

Because of the cold weather, the horses were not running fast, so they had to rest and adjust all the time. The journey that should have been completed in three days took seven days.

The streets of Kyoto are wide and flat, bustling with activity, filled with bright red lanterns and children in new clothes.

Zhao Chao saw a clay figurine on the side of the road, and wanted to go down and buy one, but suddenly remembered what his mother had told him before.

"Jiang Tang, when can we go home?"

After seven days of traveling, Zhao Chao was a little tired.

Jiang Tang's health is better than Zhao Chao's, and he doesn't look tired, so he has no choice but to hug Zhao Chao and comfort him.

"We can go back after the Chinese New Year."

Zhao Chaomei leaned his head on Jiang Tang's shoulder, his handsome and delicate face was facing her, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes blinked, staring at the fine hairs on Jiang Tang's face.

"Jiang Tang, I think..."

Zhao Chao's eyes seemed to be hooked, the water was rippling, and there was a faint desire in the clear and light pupils, Jiang Tang chose not to look at his eyes.

"No, go back and think about it."

"I don't like Kyoto anymore."

Zhao Chao was extremely frustrated. This was even more unbearable than not being able to weave lanterns or seeing them as lanterns.

He likes Jiang Tang, and he just wants to get bored with her every day, and Jiang Tang doesn't even satisfy him when he arrives in the capital.

In the evening, the carriage stopped. Jiang Tang and Zhao Chao stepped out of the carriage, and saw a high city wall in front of them, which was a full ten meters high.

In front of you is the entrance of the imperial palace, at the tall and magnificent city gate, two rows of guards wearing soft armor ordered.

"Routine search! Take out the package."

Mr. Wang was waiting at the gate of the palace, Jiang Tang opened the two packages for them to search.

In the end, all Zhao Chao's gadgets, including the little wooden figure and bamboo dragonfly that Jiang Tang made for him, were all taken down.

No matter how dissatisfied Zhao Chao was in his heart, he couldn't break the little wooden man to let them see that it was solid inside.

I have no choice but to come back to pick it up when I leave the palace.

After letting go, Jiang Tang and Zhao Chao walked slowly behind Mr. Wang. From time to time, a group of patrolling guards appeared on the side of the road, and they would cup their fists and salute when they saw Mr. Wang.

Jiang Tang was familiar with all of this.

Why is it just familiarity? It has something to do with my fragmented memory.

After walking for about half an hour, Lord Wang finally stopped in front of an elegant garden with the two of them.

"This is where you will live for the next few days. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all ready. The maids will come to deliver the meals every day, and you will wait for the emperor's orders. Don't move around, remember?"

(End of this chapter)