[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

Seeing Rose Crisp's face, Nan Xing raised his conscience and rescued Zhao Ning: "My princess is sick, so don't blame the guards."

Zhan Zhao suppressed his smile, and there was some concern in his clear eyes: "If you are sick, you should take the medicine as soon as possible."

Seeing that the topic was going to a strange place, Zhao Ning tugged on Nan Xing's skirt in private, Nan Xing nodded, and said to Zhan Zhao: "Okay, I'll go get the medicine for the princess, and the guards of Lao Zhan will help me take care of the county. host."

Zhan Zhao nodded, and Nan Xing strode away, explaining that the palace maids are not allowed to approach the Nanzhu Pavilion.

Zhao Ning finally raised his head, there was a faint pink around his eyes, and his pupils were like ripples in autumn water.

Zhao Ning grabbed the handkerchief, Qiqi Ai Ai said: "You...why are you here at this time?"

Zhan Zhao asked, "Is the Princess better?"

Zhao Ning's face turned even redder.

Zhan Zhao said seriously: "It's windy here, the county chief, why don't you go back to your room to rest?"

"I... I'm fine, it's fine here."

Zhao Ning said quickly, pinching his palms with his fingernails, forcing himself to calm down.

"Guard Zhan is looking for me? If that's the case, just say it."

After getting along in the past few days, Zhao Ning has somewhat understood Zhan Zhao's work style, treating others like a spring breeze, but keeping a distance at all times.

Especially, for a royal family member of her gender who is female.

If it wasn't for something, he would never come to her.

This kind of behavior made Zhao Ning both sad and happy. The sad thing was that Zhan Zhao would go to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, and it was absolutely selfless to find her.

The happy thing is that Zhan Zhao treats her like this, and most of the women next to him, he keeps himself clean, and there is no Yingyingyanyan around him.

"Since the princess is fine, Zhan can rest assured."

Just now when Nan Xing said that Zhao Ning was ill, he was so impatient that he forgot to observe Zhao Ning's face.

Although Zhan Zhao doesn't understand medical theory, he has advanced martial arts skills. Now that he has regained his composure, he looks at Zhao Ning carefully and finds that her face is flushed but not sick, so he feels relieved.

He just didn't know why Nan Xing said that Zhao Ning was ill, and then he thought, he had better not delve into the secrets of the royal family, so he didn't point it out, and smiled slightly, explaining his intention.

"Zhan Zhao came here this time because of Master Bao's order to invite the princess to go to Grand Master Pang's mansion together."

Fearing that Zhao Ning would feel abrupt and refused to agree, Zhan Zhao explained: "What Chen Shimei said to the princess that day..."

"Well, when are we going?"

Zhao Ning agreed very simply, without even waiting for Zhan Zhao to finish speaking.

"In that case, Zhan will thank the princess first."

Zhan Zhao smiled, cupped his fists and said.

"Just one thing, I want to go there secretly, Father Wang doesn't like me going to the Grand Master's Mansion."

Zhao Ning said, eyebrows frowned slightly, with a bit of green worry.

Seeing that Zhao Ning was in a dilemma, Zhan Zhao thought for a while and said, "If the Princess is inconvenient..."

"No, no, it's very convenient for me."

Zhao Ning said quickly.

His eyes looked up to the sky, and his eyes were a little erratic.

"I have been in poor health since I was a child, and my father won't let me go anywhere except the palace."

Zhao Ning fiddled with the handkerchief, and said to Zhan Zhao: "The clothes of the palace are too ostentatious, I wonder if Zhan's guards can help me get a set of regular clothes?"

Zhan Zhao nodded, and looked at Zhao Ning with pity.

"This matter is on Zhan. Tomorrow at three o'clock, Zhan will come to pick up the princess."

Zhao Ning smiled and said, "Okay."

Zhan Zhao returned to Kaifeng Mansion and told Bao Zheng about Zhao Ning's willingness to assist.

Zhao Ning was willing to help them, and Bao Zheng was still very happy. Pang Taishi had always been at odds with him, so he went directly to Pang Taishi, fearing that Pang Taishi might not be willing to tell the truth, and would even be rejected. Selling the Eight Sage Kings to save face.

Bao Zheng thought about it until Zhan Zhao said to prepare a set of clothes for Zhao Ning.

Bao Zheng's smile froze on his face.

Gongsun Ce stroked his beard, looked at Zhan Zhao, and said, "Guard Zhan, do you know the size of the Princess and what kind of clothes she wears?"

"this..."

Zhan Zhao hesitated for a while, then shook his head.

Bao Zheng said: "There are no female relatives living in Kaifeng Mansion."

Gongsun Ce said: "What's so difficult about this? Since this matter is the princess that Zhanwei agreed to, let Zhanwei take care of it."

Zhan Zhao: "..."

Sitingzhu came over and patted Zhan Zhao's shoulders in turn.

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When Zhan Zhao came out of Kaifeng Mansion, he was still in a daze, holding the two copper coins that Gongsun Ce gave him, and the words that Wang Chao said in a loud voice echoed in his ears: "Hero Zhan, the public funds are not enough, how can you take care of me?" !"

This is not a lack of public funds, it is Gongsun Ce who knows that they just paid their salaries today.

The streets of Tokyo are full of traffic.

Zhan Zhao touched the unwarmed salary that had just been issued, and walked into a tailor-made clothing store without hesitation.

The boss is very talkative: "Guest officer, do you buy clothes for yourself, or for others?"

Zhan Zhao said: "Give...a friend, girl."

The boss nodded kindly, led him to a cluster of flowers, and asked: "How old is that girl? How tall is she, how much does she weigh? What color and style do you like? I hope the guest officer will let you know, and the little old man can give it to you." recommend."

Zhan Zhao tried his best to recall, gestured for his height with his hands, and said, "It's about the position of my chest."

After thinking about it again, it seemed wrong, Zhao Ning was not so short, so he raised his hand another three inches: "A little taller, very thin."

"As for what color and style you like..."

Zhan Zhao thought about the few meetings with Zhao Ning. Her clothes were all very colorful and complicated, with long skirts and gold and silver threads shining between her movements, she was dignified and restrained.

Look at the clothes in the shop again, from the color of the fabric to the style, none of them can compare with her clothes.

Zhan Zhao comforted himself that folk clothes could not compare to court tailors, so he finally chose a gauze dress in the color of akane.

Seeing this, the boss hurriedly said: "Guest officer, you have a good eye. This dress is newly made in our shop. Feel it, this is the new silk from Sichuan..."

The boss praised for a long time and held out two fingers.

Zhan Zhao's heart skipped a beat: "Two taels of silver?"

"...20 taels of silver."

The boss rolled his eyes because of choking, fearing that Zhan Zhao would make a counter-offer, he hastily added: "The profit of the small shop is thin, so there is no counter-offer."

"However, if you buy clothes in a small shop, the little old man can introduce you to familiar jewelry shops and rouge and gouache shops, and guarantee that they will give you the lowest prices."

When Zhan Zhao went back with his clothes in his hands, all the 35 taels of salary he had just received was completely spent.

Gongsun Ce touched the clothes, and said: "Guard Zhan is really kind, the Princess doesn't feel wronged by wearing this clothes."

Zhan Zhao touched the empty purse: "Well, I'm not wronged."

It's just that his wallet is a bit wronged. It was the first salary he received after entering the court as an official. Before it was warmed up, he dedicated it to Zhao Ning.

The next morning, Zhao Ning got up early, and dragged the sleepy Nan Xing to let her comb her hair.

Nan Xing yawned and said, "Don't you have maids who comb your hair? Why don't you ask them to serve you?"

Zhao Ning said: "How can they compare with you?"

Satisfied, Nan Xing picked up the golden nanmu comb.

Zhao Ning looked in the mirror and played with her hair: "They don't look as ugly as you do. Think about it, I'm going out in casual clothes, so I definitely can't comb my hair with cloudy temples. The simpler the better."

Nan Xing threw the comb on the table and went to call the maid.

The maid finally combed Zhao Ning's temples, because Zhao Ning said that no gold hairpins and jade hairpins were needed, so she picked light lotus-colored flowers in the yard and put them on her temples.

When the time came, Zhan Zhao arrived as scheduled, and after handing over the clothes, he waited outside the window with his sword in his arms.

The maid changed Zhao Ning's clothes, and in the package Zhan Zhao handed over were small blue embroidered shoes, because he didn't know which one Zhao Ning would wear, so he simply bought a pair since he was a child.

Zhan Zhao is a man, and there are no female relatives in Kaifeng Mansion. How did he tell the boss that he wants to buy women's clothing?

Is it a face that can't be more magnanimous, or is it that Ai Ai is looking around?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ning blushed.

After finishing dressing, Nan Xing opened the window and said to Zhan Zhao, "Laozhan's guards are here to take care of the Princess."

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly: "Young lady, won't you go?"

Nan Xing looked at Zhan Zhao as if he was looking at a fool. Zhao Ning was afraid that she would speak too bluntly and arouse Zhan Zhao's dislike, so he hurried over to try to smooth things over: "Always leave someone alone in the room. a cover."

Nan Xing dismissed the guard maid, and Zhao An walked out of the house with small steps, evading the maids from other courtyards all the way, and finally slipped out through the back door.

In the unremarkable alley, Zhan Zhao had already prepared the sedan chair, and took her to meet Bao Zheng at Grand Master Pang's mansion.

When Zhao Ning saw Bao Zheng, he couldn't help exchanging pleasantries.

It was near noon when Bao Zheng delivered the post to Pang's residence.

I don't know if it's because Grand Master Pang hasn't done anything wrong recently, Bao Zheng didn't get rejected this time.

Seeing that he was leading a woman wearing a cloak to cover her face, the little attendant led them to Grand Master Pang's study even though he had doubts on his face.

Zhan Zhao felt at ease, although Taishi Pang was not a square person, but his methods were acceptable, and he didn't ask any questions that his servants shouldn't ask, so as to prevent Zhao Ning's identity from being seen through.

Just thinking like this, Zhan Zhao heard an extremely cheerful voice: "A-Ning!"

"A-Ning! Why are you here, A-Ning!"

Then I saw a pink figure rushing over, grabbed Zhao Ning and asked warmly: "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came here?"

When he caught Zhao Ning's clothes, he muttered in distaste: "What kind of clothes are these? No one in my family wears them. The Eighth Prince is so poor that he has no money to buy clothes for you? Coincidentally, I got a few new ones. Material, you must like it after reading it!”

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