Chapter 228 (2/2)
Three days later, the three of them left Suzhou and entered Songjiang mansion.
In fact, they don't need to go to Niutoushan. As long as they return to Beijing and present the account books, even if the emperor can't put down his face and be fair to the Pingguo, at least they can forgive their exile and recall them to live in Beijing. At that time, there are all kinds of meetings. Why rush to this moment? The reason why Duan Tingxuan had to rush there was that Duan Tingxuan knew Su wennuan's life experience and wanted to take her outside to have a look at the beautiful rivers and mountains of the Da Yin Dynasty.
According to geographical comparison, Songjiangfu should be Shanghai in the 21st century. However, in this era, although it is already a prosperous city, it is far from the status of Shanghai in modern China. At least if the cities of the Great Indian Dynasty are ranked, Suzhou, Hangzhou and Yangzhou are far better than Songjiangfu.
After wandering in the street for a long time, Su wennuan was a little tired, so the three found an inn that looked very big and elegant. When they were about to enter the door, they heard a woman's voice behind them say: ”Brother Niu, I thought for a moment. We'd better not go to Fangji cloth farm. Their cotton cloth is very expensive. You can pull a foot of red cloth for two or three Wen in the market. Why do you have to go to the cloth farm to buy it? We'd better save some money.”
In the past few months, I was used to hearing Wu Nong's soft language in Jiangnan. When I heard this accent similar to the capital, Su wennuan felt kind and couldn't help looking back. I saw a man and a woman standing at the stall in front of the inn, waiting to buy steamed buns. It should be this beautiful woman who had just spoken.
However, although the woman was beautiful, what really brightened Su's eyes was the young man who looked twenty-three or four years old.
Although he was dressed in ill fitting coarse cloth clothes and trousers, and only a thin wooden stick was inserted in his hair bun, the man stood beside the stall and showed a profound attitude of Yue Zhi. Not to mention that a young farmer, even an official who was full of poetry and books, might not have this temperament, let alone the man's sword eyebrows and stars, should be the excellent appearance of the hero of the novel 。
Probably seeing Su wennuan looking at herself, the girl quietly spit out her tongue. She smiled at Su wennuan and turned her head. At this time, Duan Tingxuan and Siping had stepped into the inn. Although Su wennuan was very fond of the couple, Ping Shui was embarrassed to chat up when she met, so she smiled at the girl and then went in Inn.
Then I heard the young man say, ”how can I say it's only once in my life? How can I buy those inferior goods in the market? Money can be saved in the future. Now I'll spend it.”
As soon as she said this, Su wennuan didn't feel how, but Duan Tingxuan, who took a step in front of her, suddenly stopped, then suddenly turned around and looked at the young men and women outside the door. His face was full of disbelief.
”What's the matter?” Su wennuan wondered, but saw her husband's lips trembling. Seeing that the couple were going to leave after buying two steamed buns, he suddenly shouted, ”Pingzhang... Is it you? Is it really you?”
As he spoke, he quickly rushed out and grabbed the young man who had walked out for several steps. When the other party turned back, he looked up and down carefully for several times. Fang said excitedly, ”yes, it's you, long Pingzhang. I didn't admit my mistake. Poor God, you didn't die? But you... But why did you ignore me when you heard me call? You...”
Speaking of this, the young Marquis finally calmed down. He looked at the young man suspiciously and asked tentatively, ”Ping Zhang, you... Don't you recognize me?”
The young man had been looking at Duan Tingxuan. He was also surprised and suspicious. He murmured for a long time: ”Tingxuan... Are you... Tingxuan?”
”Yes, it's me, it's me.” Duan Tingxuan was ecstatic when he saw that his close friend still recognized himself. He held long Pingzhang's hand tightly and asked like a fireball: ”You... Aren't you dead? How did you come back to life? How did you live in Songjiang County? Why haven't you heard from him in recent months? The king of Xiangyang hasn't covered the sky in the south of the Yangtze River? Besides, you can also go to Yangzhou to find Shi Dan. He's working as an intellectual residence in Yangzhou. You explain the situation to him. You're afraid he can't escort you back to Beijing? Why are you quietly in Songjiang Where's Jiang? It's not such a way to look for opportunities to turn over. ”(to be continued.)
PS: Wow, Kaka, are the children who like Lord long pleasantly surprised? Ask for tickets, and happily give some recommended tickets and monthly tickets ha, Ow!