Youwei, the heir of the Red Chamber

Since Jia Lian became the prefect, Yecheng has become much more peaceful and peaceful. Even those thieves and thieves in ordinary times have been governed submissively.At the same time, I asked the court to meet the taxes of those foreign businessmen, and to reduce the rent and taxes of the local people for three years.After the implementation of this move, many people who had fled abroad came back to create their own businesses, cultivate fields, and reclaim wasteland. Businessmen from other places came here to do business one after another.After a period of rest and recuperation, the people in the city lived and worked in peace and contentment without picking up their belongings on the road, and the street market was bustling and bustling. Judging from the grand scene in the city, there really was no trace of the desolate borderland.

Zhongshun was walking on the street, seeing the contented appearance of these common people, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Jia Lian is really a capable person.

The entourage behind him followed closely, as if strangers should not get close.

The common people saw Zhongshun's excellent description, his handsome features, and the noble aura all over his body, so they knew that this person was not an ordinary person. When he walked, he deliberately avoided walking, and he bumped into him. The nobleman who came.

The people on the street are all so happy and harmonious, but as a prince, I can't enjoy it for half my life, and I don't know whether it is sadness or joy.Zhongshun hooked the corners of his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.Since coming to this city of Ye, he doesn't really like to ride a carriage.

The farther you go to the west, you will find the famous West Market in Yecheng.It was the first time for him to walk on the street so comfortably and get so close to these common people.It seems that I have integrated into their world.

"Steamed buns, steaming steamed buns—" the high-pitched yelling made Zhongshun couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

"Sir, let's rest for a while and drink some water." It was a soft female voice.

Zhongshun stopped walking, his whole body stiffened.this voice...

Seeing his master standing still, the attendants behind him hurriedly bowed and said, "My lord."

Zhongshun didn't respond, but just squeezed his cuffs tightly, with anticipation in his eyes, but also a bit of fear.He turned around slowly and stiffly, looking at the steamed stuffed bun stall not far from him.Behind the white steamed stuffed bun stand stood a middle-aged couple, the man was simple and honest, tall and tall, at the moment he was lowering his head and looking happy, letting the weak woman in front of him wipe her sweat.Although the woman was sideways, but from the slightly raised lips on her sideways cheeks, it could be seen that she must be happy at the moment.

He stood there for a long time without moving, just staring at the front in a daze.

Suddenly, the couple seemed to be aware of his gaze, they turned around and looked at Zhongshun with doubts on their faces.

The moment the woman saw Zhongshun, her glazed eyes were also startled.Her face turned pale, and her eye sockets seemed to be red.

The man didn't seem to notice his wife's. He was just taken aback when he saw Zhongshun, and then he greeted warmly: "Hey, this nobleman wants to order some steamed stuffed buns from my family. My family's steamed stuffed buns are from our ancestors. The steamed stuffed buns are better than ordinary ones." The food sold in the shop is delicious and authentic.”

Zhongshun withdrew his gaze from looking at the woman, and carefully sized up the stall owner. He saw that the stall owner had a sincere smile on his face, and he looked like a very honest person.He took a few steps forward and asked, "Is this steamed stuffed bun really that good?"

"That's it," the man smiled naively, "My wife and I sent out the old noodles last night, and I started steaming them at midnight today, and they are fresh and hot."

"Really?" Zhong Shun turned his head to look at the woman again, but saw that the woman had tilted her head and looked elsewhere, but her body seemed a little stiff.

He also looked away, and said to the man, "Okay, then I'll take it all."

"Ah, there are so many, how can you eat it all, you should buy less, my lord."

Zhongshun smiled and said: "It's okay, we have a lot of family members, and there are servants if we can't finish eating. I want all of these." As he spoke, he winked at the people behind him.

The person behind understood, and immediately took out a silver ingot from his pocket and handed it to the man.

The man looked at the silver ingot and didn't dare to take it, "Your Honor, do you have any copper coins? I don't have so much pocket money for this small business."

"It's okay, don't look for it."

"That can't be done," the man said anxiously, "I can't take advantage of others for nothing. Even my wife won't agree to it," he said to the woman beside him, "Miss, don't you think so?"

The woman sneaked up a glance at Zhong Shun, and reluctantly nodded.

"Okay then, you send steamed buns to the prefect's mansion in Yecheng at this time of day every day. When you offset this ingot of silver, you don't need to send any more."

"That's a good thing," the man said with a cheerful smile, "don't worry, my lord, I will definitely deliver on time and according to the amount every day, and I will never cut corners." After finishing speaking, he took the ingot of silver.

Zhong Shun turned his head to look at the woman again, took a deep breath, and then said: "Madam is looking at Qingjian, please take care."

"Thank you." The woman no longer looked at Zhongshun.

After Zhongshun and others had left, the man smiled and said to his wife: "Young lady is really kind. She not only takes care of our business, but also cares about you. She is really a good person."

The woman looked at the direction Zhongshun was leaving, and nodded absently, "Yes."

Jia Lian has just straightened out the government affairs in the Eastern Xinjiang army these days.Of course, it is inevitable to pick out some thorns in this process, and several of Feng Tang's confidantes were picked out and punished.At this time, he was not afraid of Feng Tang's anger, but what he was afraid of was Feng Tang's calmness, which was the most terrifying.

He had just returned from the army to the Governor's Mansion of Yecheng, and heard a report from his servants that King Zhongshun had gone out to buy a bunch of big white steamed buns in the morning and returned.

It was something the prince bought, they didn't dare to eat it on their own, and they didn't dare to ask Zhongshun, so they had to wait for Jia Lian to come back.

Jia Lian couldn't help being surprised when he heard this.

This Prince Zhongshun has always looked like he doesn't eat the world. Now he not only goes shopping in the street, but also buys steamed buns, which is quite unusual.Thinking that since the incident last time, the two of them avoided it for a while, so it would not be good if things go on like this, not to mention that incident was still my own fault, why don't I take the initiative to reconcile.

Thinking of this, Jia Lian made a decision like this, and went to the master bedroom in the prefect's mansion of Yecheng where King Zhongshun lived now, with one hand behind his back.

He passed through several corridors, and arrived outside the master bedroom, but there were two men with swords guarding outside the bedroom, both of whom were Zhongshun's usual close guards.

When the two saw Jia Lian coming, they bowed and said, "My lord." "

"Is the prince in the room?"

"Yes."

Looking at the closed door, Jia Lian was amazed, this person is rarely stuck in the room and cannot come out.He said loudly to the inside: "My lord, my humble minister Jia Lian is asking to see you."

"Bang—" There was a sound of broken porcelain.

The faces of the two guards tightened, and they kicked open the door and rushed in.Jia Lian also jumped in.

As soon as everyone entered the room, they were startled by the scene in front of them. The room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. Zhong Shun, who was dressed in a purple python robe, was lying on the ground. Beside him were fragments of broken wine bottles, and his arms were propped up on the ground. The blood has been cut by the fragments, and the blood is flowing out.

"My lord," the two were about to help Zhongshun when they heard Zhongshun shout loudly: "Get out, get out for me, or you will be killed without mercy!"

"roll--"

The two were threatened by Zhongshun, so they had to leave the room slowly, not forgetting to close the door.

Jia Lian looked at Zhongshun who was lying on the ground in a mess, and couldn't help but shook his head, walked over, and bent over to help Zhongshun.

As soon as he touched Zhongshun's arm, he was pushed away by Zhongshun, "Get out, I told you to get out—" He suddenly raised his head, only to see Jia Lian who was beside him, "It's you..." His glazed eyes It's been a bit blurred.

Jia Lian pursed her lips and said nothing, but continued to reach out to help Zhongshun up.

This time Zhongshun did not resist and struggle, stood up relying on Jia Lian's strength, and then sat down on the soft couch with Jia Lian's support.

"Hey..." Jia Lian sighed softly, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve.Since entering the army, Jia Lian has returned to the habit of his previous life, carrying golden sore medicine with him every day.

He first gently rolled up the cuff of Zhongshun's injured arm, revealing the bloody wound inside, then wiped off the blood with the sleeve, sprinkled the medicine on it, and wrapped it with a clean veil .Finally put down the rolled up cuffs.

Just as he picked up the medicine bottle on the side to cover it, he was suddenly hugged by a force, and the medicine bottle in his hand fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and the medicine powder scattered all over the ground.

Jia Lian only felt a force hugging him, and then the two of them fell on the couch.Then I felt a warm lip imprinted on my lips, and my breath was full of the strong aroma of wine.

Between the lips and teeth, the warm touch and the smoky smell of alcohol made Jia Lian's usually clear eyes a little cloudy.He slowly let go of the hand that was about to push the man away, enjoying the intimacy between the two.

I just sighed in my heart: "I didn't expect that even drunkenness would be contagious."

It's just that what Zhongshun wanted was more than that, he reached out and tore Jia Lian's clothes indiscriminately, but he couldn't tear them apart a few times, and he was annoyed. "Hurry up and serve the king!"

Jia Lian was awakened by the reprimand, he looked at Zhongshun with clear eyes, he saw that those glazed eyes were full of hatred and anger, and even looked forward to it.

Zhong Shun was still tugging at Jia Lian's clothes, seeing Jia Lian not moving, his face, which was flushed from drunkenness, turned even redder with anger.

Jia Lian looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly responded, "Okay—" Then he turned over and pushed Zhong Shunfan down on the couch.

The author has something to say: Dear friends, I didn't stop here on purpose...