Little Grape Chasing Her Husband

They drove the carriage and galloped all the way, but the robbers chased closer and closer.Putao's anger was high at this moment, thinking how could he be taken advantage of by a few Xiaoxiaos as the fourth son of Prince Jing's mansion, the future king of the small county?So he raised his sword and planned to fight them hard.

Little Zhuzi saw that running away was not a problem, and the road was deserted, and he didn't meet anyone else after running for a while, so it seemed that he had to face the difficulties.

He stopped the carriage and loyally stood in front of Putao with his sword in his hand, but Putao didn't appreciate it, and pushed him away, saying: "Get out of the way! Today, my lord is going to kill!"

Xiao Zhuzi couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly.They had a fight just now, if the fourth young master hadn't been dragging his legs by the side, Xiao Zhuzi was confident that he would be able to retreat from their hands completely, and even hurt one or two of them.But at this moment he suddenly felt a little discouraged.With such an unreliable master, can they escape this festival today?

Seeing that they stopped running, the robbers couldn't help laughing.The leader rode on the horse, pointed at the grapes and said, "This young master is so handsome, it would be ugly to hold a sword. The embroidered pillow, let's get caught obediently."

They have already found out that the young servant's martial arts are very good, and it may be difficult to deal with him.But this young man has a violent personality, not calm enough, and easily irritated.As long as this young man is captured alive, he is not afraid that the young man will not be able to catch him.

Dongfang Junting is so big, what he loves most is when others praise him for his beauty.When he was young, he was able to coax people when he went out in women's clothing. Everyone regarded him as a beautiful little girl, but in the past few years, he has grown really fast. He has grown taller, and his face has become a little elongated. He looks more and more like his grandfather Beitang Aoyue. Although he is still beautiful, no one will mistake him for a girl anymore.

Dongfang Junting was very disappointed by this, and there was a big gap in his heart.But he is not a child anymore, so he won't be too entangled about it, anyway, it can't change the essence of his manly body, and entanglement is useless.This is the reality he has to face.Therefore, I gradually got used to being praised as a handsome young man and so on, and occasionally someone would praise him for being chic and romantic (in fact, he is really not romantic, and his romantic partners are all men...).But at this time, he heard the stern-faced robber say so, and that he was an embroidered pillow, which really aroused his anger.

"Bah! What the hell are you guys! How dare you speak nonsense in front of the young master?! Just now, the young master was merciful, and now I want you to know how powerful the young master is!"

The robbers laughed out loud.One of them wretchedly said: "Boss, this little brother looks good, and he can make a lot of money selling it in Nanfeng Pavilion."

The bandit leader took a few glances at Putao, rubbed his chin, and said bewilderedly: "Let me tell you, it is indeed a way of making money! Hahaha, that boy is also good, don't let him go! Come on!"

As they spoke, several people surrounded them on horseback.

Xiao Zhuzi saw the opportunity very quickly, and immediately swung his sword to cut at the horse's leg. The robbers couldn't sit still, they got off their horses while yelling and scolding, and started fighting with the two of them.

Although Putao's martial arts are poor, but his eyesight is good, his lightness kungfu is excellent, and he scurry around, but those few people can't catch him.

Putao was enjoying himself, when suddenly a robber behind him took out a handful of yellow powder and sprinkled it over. He and Xiao Zhuzi were in a downwind position, and they sucked it right away.

Little Zhuzi shouted: "My lord, be careful, it's a drug! Shut your mouth and nose!"

It's a pity that I said this too late, and Putao had already taken two mouthfuls by accident.

The drug is extremely powerful, but the internal energy of the grapes is not deep enough, and I suddenly feel a little sore and limp.Seeing that the situation was not good, Xiao Zhuzi suddenly blew a loud whistle, and the carriage that had been parked in the distance came back at a gallop led by the horses.

"Young Master, go!" Xiaozhuzi took advantage of the carriage to disperse the robbers, and with a burst of force, he pushed Putao onto the carriage.

The bandit leader shouted: "Want to run? No way! Cut this kid first!"

"Little bamboo──" Putao lay on the carriage, dizzy, and stretched out his hand to pull the little bamboo.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Zhuzi stabbed the horse's butt with his sword, and shouted: "Master, go first!" He turned around and entangled the robbers.

With his deep internal strength, he was not affected by the drug for a while, and cut down one of them.But he was single and weak, and the last thing Putao saw on the galloping carriage was that the bandit leader pierced Xiao Zhuzi's shoulder with a sword.

"Little Bamboo..." Putao called out in a low voice, and finally couldn't hold on anymore, his body went limp, and he passed out on the bumpy carriage.It's just that he still remembers to firmly grasp the long sword in his hand.

Speaking of which, Little Putao is really unlucky.It was fine for him to be stunned by the drug, but in order to speed up the horse, Xiaozhu stabbed the horse's ass with a sword.This sword completely shocked the horse, and it was like galloping all the way while carrying grapes.

This is the Chaojiang area in the south of the Yangtze River. The terrain is not steep, but there are many mountains and rivers.The frightened horse didn't know the way and couldn't turn the corner, so it ran wildly carrying the grapes for an unknown amount of time, and jumped headlong into a wide stream.There were many stones in the stream, and the carriage was knocked to pieces immediately, so Xiao Putao, a beautiful carp jumped the dragon gate, was bounced off the carriage and fell into the water.

"Cough..." Putao, who had been in a coma for a long time, was choked awake by the stream and almost drowned. Fortunately, he still had some internal energy to protect himself, and he had the subconsciousness to save himself in a crisis, so he raised his sour body with all his might. His arms struggled in the stream.

It was the rainy season at this time, and the stream was very fast. The grapes were rolled up and down in the turbulent water, and they were almost smashed in the head by the stream rocks several times.But it seemed that God still thought he was not unlucky enough. When he was struggling and was about to reach the shore, a waterfall appeared in front of him...

Afterwards, no matter when Putao reminisces, she must rejoice that she is lucky.He was rushed under the waterfall, but he didn't drown. Fortunately, when he fell, he broke a branch growing on the cliff of the waterfall, buffering the falling trend, and then he hugged the broken branch wisely. , did not sink to the bottom of the water, but slowly floated up, and was washed away drowsily on the surface of the water.

When he opened his eyes, he felt that his body was no longer his own, and he had no consciousness at all.A loud and clear youthful voice was shouting next to my ear: "Brother, can you see clearly, isn't he really a woman? How can he be so beautiful and not a woman? Oh, if he is not a woman, how can I marry him as a wife!"

The boy babbled and repeated that Putao's ears had been soaked in water for too long, and he felt uncomfortable at first, but now he felt that his eardrums were about to be pierced by the boy's sharp voice.

You are a woman!Your whole family is women!I'm just a man, what's the matter with you!

Putao hates women the most in her life!Except for his grandmother, aunt and sister-in-law, all other women are his public enemies!Now there is another brat looking for a woman, when he comes back alive, he must be taught a lesson!

Just when Putao was drowsy and bored, a clear, gentle and very majestic voice suddenly sounded: "Shut up! Don't disturb me to heal his wounds! If you continue to make noise here, I will teach you a lesson!"

The voice was not high-pitched, but it sounded very comfortable, and his words were very suitable for Putao, and Putao couldn't help but feel good about him.

Knowing that he was rescued, Putao felt relieved and fell into a coma again.

When Putao finally opened his eyes slowly, his numb body gradually regained consciousness.Putao felt that all the bones in his body seemed to be shattered, and they cried out in pain one by one.

"Uh..." He moaned hoarsely, his throat was dry and painful.

"You're awake." A somewhat familiar gentle voice sounded beside my ear.

Putao tried to open his eyes wide, only to see a young man who was a few years older than him standing beside him.

The young man stretched out his hand, carefully helped Putao up, held up a tea bowl and said, "Come, drink some water to moisten your throat."

Grape couldn't wait to swallow the water, and the clear stream flowed through his throat, which was indescribably comfortable.

He drank the clear water in the tea bowl, raised his neck and said hoarsely: "More..."

"Don't drink so much, I'll get you a bowl of porridge." The young man gently put him back on the bed, turned and left the room.

Putao turned his neck awkwardly, and took the opportunity to look at the room, only to see that it was a very ordinary house, a little shabby, from the ordinary wooden table to the ordinary teacup on the table, and the cotton bed felt under his body, Putao can It is easy to judge that the owner of this room is not rich, even a little poor.It's just that in the corner of this poor room, a simple and simple bookcase is filled with densely packed books.

The young man pushed the door open again and entered, holding a bowl of warm porridge in his hand.He stepped forward and slowly helped Putao up, let him lean on the pillow, held the bowl and said, "Your arm is broken, I'll feed you."

The young man's tone was calm and gentle, his movements were careful and thoughtful, and he didn't make Putao feel any discomfort, and he fed the porridge just right.

After eating, Putao felt warm in his stomach and gained some strength. He said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you..."

The young man raised his hand to stop him and said, "You've choked on too much water, it's not suitable to talk these days. I know what you want to ask, and I'll tell you."

It turned out that this was Tangjia Village at the foot of Luofeng Mountain. The young man's surname was Tang and his name was Zhengyan. He had two younger brothers, one was Tang Zhengli, who was 12 years old this year, and the other was Tang Zhengyi, who was only six years old this year.Tang Zhengli was at a lively and active age. Two days ago, he took his younger brother to the river to fish for fish, but he didn't catch any fish, but a beautiful woman came up instead (this is what Tang Zhengli later described).

Seeing that Putao was dying and half dead, the two of them were startled.Tang Zhengli asked his younger brother to go back and called his eldest brother Tang Zhengyan. He tried to carry the grape back, but he was too weak to carry the grape. He even fell and almost killed the dying grape.Fortunately, Tang Zhengyan arrived in time. Seeing that Putao was seriously injured, one arm, a small bone in his left leg, and two ribs were broken, and he drank too much water, almost drowning, so he quickly carried him back.

Tangjia Village is a small village with inconvenient transportation, remote location, and no doctor in the village.The only one who knows how to do medicine is Tang Zhengyan, who has read a lot of poetry and books.Tang Zhengyan had some experience with broken bones, so he went to the mountains to gather some herbs, applied and fed them for a few days, and finally saved the grapes.At this time, more than three days have passed since Putao was in danger.

"You shouldn't move now, you have water in your lungs, so you should talk less. I've connected your broken bones for you. You need to rest well. Let's talk about other things later." Tang Zhengyan said the matter in a few words. He explained that he didn't ask about Putao's origin, and helped him lie down, tucked his back and went out.

Putao was quite comfortable served by him. Hearing what he said, he felt grateful in his heart and wanted to express it, but he fell asleep in a daze as soon as his head was stuck to the pillow.

Putao recuperated at Tang's house for a few days, and finally he was able to speak slowly.Although he has only half practiced martial arts, the Mingyue Divine Art of the Beitang family is no small feat, especially having powerful healing and self-recovery abilities, so Putao's injuries healed quickly and he was able to sit up slowly.

In the past few days, Tang Zhengli and Tang Zhengyi also visited him.Tang Zhengli was different from his elder brother, he had a noisy temperament, he chatted with Putao a lot, and was finally kicked out by Tang Zhengyan.But Putao also learned a lot from his words.

It turned out that there were only three brothers in the Tang family.This is their mother's ancestral home. The family has ten acres of Susukida. Usually, the three brothers have to go to the fields to farm. Because their elder brother is preparing for the exam and is going to participate in this year's autumn festival, he hired a part-time worker to help. When he was busy, Tang Zhengli had time to take his younger brother to the river to fish.

Tang Zhengyan is the only scholar in the Tang family village, he is well educated and polite, he is very popular with Li Zheng and the villagers.He has read poetry and books, and has some medical skills, so he has some status in the village.If it weren't for him, it's really hard to say whether Putao's life can be saved.

The so-called great kindness does not say thanks.Putao narrowly escaped death this time, and was very grateful to the three brothers of the Tang family.And after this incident, he became more sensible, knowing that the Tang family lived in poverty, even though the meals Tang Zhengyan cooked for him were light and simple, he ate them all without being picky.He is not picky about basic necessities of life.What made him a little ashamed was that he was inconvenient to move and needed to be taken care of everywhere.

Tang Zhengli and Tang Zhengyi were both young and childish, so Tang Zhengyan basically took care of Putao's injuries and daily life.Tang Zhengyan was preparing for the exam, and Putao lived in his room, so he could only squeeze in with his younger brothers.But he usually lives a very regular life. He gets up in the morning to make breakfast, wakes up his two younger brothers to help in the field, and goes into the house to feed the grapes breakfast before helping him change the dressing.After that, he would stay in the house to read and write. Putao didn't dare to disturb him, so he asked for a few idle books to read.But he was injured and lacked energy, and he often fell asleep after reading a few pages.

At noon, Tang Zhengli came back for dinner with his brother Xiaoluotou.After eating, Tang Zhengyan asked my younger brother to take a nap, while he himself watched Tang Zhengli study.In the afternoon, when Tang Zhengyi woke up, he followed his eldest brother to enlightenment, while Tang Zhengli went to the fields.In the evening, when Tang Zhengli came back, it was the most leisurely time of the day for the Tang family.Tang Zhengyan went to the kitchen to cook, Tang Zhengli chopped firewood, and Tang Zhengyi and Xiao Douding would run around to help with a little help, delivering food to the eldest brother and holding firewood for the second brother.

The Tang family was very small, with two small courtyards at the front and back, a main hall in the middle, and two wing rooms on both sides. One wing room was Tang Zhengyan's bedroom and study, and the other was the bedrooms of Tang Zhengli and Tang Zhengyi.The kitchen is just outside Tang Zhengyan's wing, and the bed where Putao lies is actually a big kang, with the window on the side, which can be pushed open with one's hand.Sometimes he leaned on the bed and looked at the three brothers of the Tang family who were busy in the yard, feeling very envious in his heart.

This poor and simple life is completely different from his previous life. Apart from the novelty, Putao also feels a kind of leisure and tranquility that he has never experienced before.

The so-called ingenuity seems clumsy, returning to the basics, maybe this is the state.

The grapes sink deeply.

"Wow..." Tang Zhengyi, whose firewood was taller than him, fell down and was about to cry.

Tang Zhengyan quickly ran out of the kitchen, held his brother in his arms and checked him up and down.Tang Zhengli came over naked, with a machete in his hand, and said, "Tang Zhengyi, you are so stupid, you can wrestle with just a few sticks of firewood."

Tang Zhengyi was so wronged when he heard the words, he plunged into Tang Zhengyan's arms, and softly called out: "Brother!"

"Tang Zhengli, don't bully younger brother! Bring the firewood in!"

"I didn't bully him, it's because he is always clumsy." Tang Zhengli mumbled while carrying firewood into the kitchen.

Tang Zhengyan rubbed his younger brother's legs, and coaxed him softly. Seeing that Tang Zhengyi rubbed his eyes and stopped crying, he said to his second younger brother in a deep voice, "Take good care of Xiaoyi, and if you bully him again, copy today's homework ten times." !"

"I got it, I got it." Tang Zhengli actually loved his younger brother very much, he went to hold his younger brother's hand and said, "Come on, second brother will take you to wash your face behind. Look at how you look like a little cat."

Putao watched the interaction between the three brothers and found it very interesting.His family is also brothers, and everyone has a very good relationship, but how should I put it... The closeness of the big family is completely different from the civilian closeness of the Tang family.Not to mention that his older brothers didn't wash his face, even his father and father didn't do it. The many maids serving in the palace are not for decoration.Therefore, Tang Zhengyan's elder brother affection is completely different from the three elder brothers in Putao's impression, which feels very novel.

His eldest brother, Dongfang Junqian, is very similar to his father and king in character. He is out of tune in all kinds of ways. It's good if you don't worry about him. You really can't expect too much.The second brother is very reliable, but maybe because he and the eldest brother are twins, the two are closer, and the second brother is not enough to worry about cleaning up the mess for the eldest brother. How can he care about other brothers?As for the third brother Dongfang Junhe, he is somewhat similar to Tang Zhengyan, gentle and majestic. Putao followed the third brother's ass for a long time when he was a child.But it's a pity that the third brother was adopted by the emperor's uncle to become the prince and lived in the East Palace, which is rarely seen in normal times. (Tao Putao didn't reflect at all that he didn't fulfill his elder brother's responsibility to Dongfang Junren, Xiao Xingren was bullied when he was young...)

Putao looked at the three brothers of the family through the window, and her eyes couldn't help showing a hint of admiration.

"Fang Ting, the weather is too hot recently. I boiled water to help you wash your hair and wipe your body." Tang Zhengyan entered the room, rolled up his sleeves, and bent over to pick up the grapes as he came to the bed.

"Shampoo your hair? Wipe your body?" Putao was a little embarrassed and said, "I can do it myself."

He is the person who loves cleanliness the most, and usually wants to take a bath twice a day, but after going out to play, due to limited conditions, it is good to wash once a day, so he is not as particular as before.After he was injured and rescued, because the wound couldn't get wet, he could only smelt dirty on the bed these days. Tang Zhengyan would scrub him a little while changing his dressing, but it still made him feel unbearably dirty.Just because he really couldn't move, and seeing that the conditions in his savior's family were limited, he suppressed all the previous habits.But Tang Zhengyan was very careful, and he saw that Putao seemed to love cleanliness. Every time he wiped his face, he had to wipe it carefully two or three times, so he took care.Seeing that the grapes had recovered better than ordinary people in the past few days, they boiled water and planned to help him freshen up when the weather was good.

Tang Zhengyan said softly, "You can't move, and it's inconvenient to wash your hair yourself. I prepared water and deck chairs in the yard, and you can just lie down. Don't worry, I won't touch your wound."

Putao was shocked and said: "What? In the yard? No, no! I won't go!" He was born as a young man, how could he show his chest outside the house?

Tang Zhengyan was very smart, he understood his scruples in an instant after hearing his words, and comforted him, "Don't worry, you just wash your hair in the yard. The body scrubbing will be done after we get back to the house, and we don't need to take off our clothes."

Putao breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Tang Zhengyan's book was not in vain, and he still knows a little bit of etiquette.But he still hesitated to ask the stranger to wash his hair for him.But Tang Zhengyan didn't give him a chance to refuse, he picked him up and went to the backyard.

The backyard of the Tang family was small, with a well in the middle, and a shed was built on the east side, and a row of grape seedlings and cucumbers were planted.There is another small field to the west, in which some vegetables are grown.

A reclining chair was placed under the grape trellis, with a chair on the head of the reclining chair, on which were placed copper basins, saponin cloth towels and other things.

Tang Zhengyan carefully placed the grape on the recliner, helped him to lie back slowly, untied his hair and soaked it in the copper basin.

Putao had never washed her hair like this before, so she felt a little awkward and couldn't help shaking her head back and forth.

Tang Zhengyan held it down with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't move around, it will be fine in a while, just lie down obediently."

Putao blushed, feeling that Tang Zhengyan's tone seemed to be coaxing a child.It happened that Tang Zhengli came over with hot water, and said with a smile: "Young Master Fang, don't worry, my elder brother is used to washing my hair and Xiaoyi's hair, and it's very comfortable. Xiaoyi was still brought up by my elder brother since he was a child. I wash my hair and take a bath. Brother is good at it."

Tang Zhengyan glared at him, Tang Zhengli quickly shut up.

Putao felt that Tang Zhengyan was pouring water on his hair gently, his movements were slow and smooth, and his big hands were gently rubbing his scalp, gradually feeling comfortable and relaxed.

Putao has never washed his hair so carefully since he was a child, so he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, which seemed strangely intimate and novel.

Tang Zhengyan got used to it, carefully helped Putao wet his thick hair, put soap on it, rubbed it gently, and said with a smile, "Mr. Fang's hair is really nice."

Putao blushed, and said, "I told you, don't call me Mr. Fang, just call me Fang Ting."

"Well. Then don't call me Mr. Tang, just call me Zhengyan."

"You are my savior."

Tang Zhengyan smiled: "Then you might as well call me benefactor, people still think my surname is 'en'name'ren'."

Putao chuckled and said, "I didn't expect Tang... Zhengyan to be so witty."

Tang Zhengli shouted from the side: "Oh, Fang Ting, you are the first person to praise my brother for being funny. You don't know how serious my brother is usually, and he always lectures me with a straight face."

Tang Zhengyan said: "If you are serious, why should I teach you a lesson? Go and change this basin of water."

Tang Zhengyan gently massaged Putao's scalp while washing, and Putao soon became drowsy.

Tang Zhengli brought another basin of water, and Tang Zhengyan rinsed off the saponins on the ends of his hair, and took a dry cloth to gently wipe off the water stains.

After cleaning up, Tang Zhengyan was about to carry the grapes back to the house, but he bent down to look but couldn't help being stunned.It turned out that Putao fell asleep at some point, her long eyelashes closed on her slender eyelids, trembling slightly, her little face was flushed, her red lips parted slightly, and she looked very relaxed and comfortable.

Tang Zhengyan couldn't help but curled his lips into a smile, and shook his head secretly: What a child.

Tang Zhengli also noticed it, and whispered to Tang Zhengyan, "Tsk tsk, she's really a beauty, but it's a pity she's a man."

Tang Zhengyan tapped him on the head, motioning him to keep his voice down, and picked up Putao lightly.

Putao didn't sleep deeply, but because Tang Zhengyan helped him wash his hair so comfortably, he couldn't help but stared at him in bewilderment.Tang Zhengyan immediately woke up when he touched him.

He opened his eyes in a daze, Tang Zhengyan was bending over in front of him, very close to him, when he saw him wake up, he naturally smiled at him.

Tang Zhengyan was originally born extremely handsome and gentle, but Putao's family is rich in handsome men and beautiful women. In his eyes, Tang Zhengyan's appearance is almost the same as that of passers-by, and because he is his savior, he did not pay attention to his appearance before.But at this time, the sunlight passed through Tang Zhengyan's back, hitting this warm and kind smiling face, unexpectedly soft and beautiful.

Putao didn't know why, as if struck by lightning, a tingling current flowed through his body, his heart was pounding, and his blood rushed to the top of his head in an instant.

Tang Zhengyan didn't notice his expression, picked him up carefully, and went back to the house.

"Okay, I'll help you wipe your body." Tang Zhengyan changed into a short jacket, which lacked the elegance of a scholar, but looked much neater, with a bit of the demeanor of a young man of his age.

The blush that had just faded from Putao's face suddenly rose again, and stammered: "No, no need, I, I will do it myself."