"Suzhou is not as good as the south of Chang'an Jiangnan. It has just been built but not Jiazi, so there is actually nothing worth visiting. The front line called Xinglong Street is intended to connect the beginning and end to form a closed loop, echoing Huanfeng Street on the coast of Nanyue. If you occupy these two places, you will be considered as the world unification..."

On the streets of Suzhou, foreign merchants and travelers led camels and horses through the market, with a variety of accents coming one after another.

Xu Buling walked in front and introduced the local customs and culture with a smile.

Cui Xiaowan's hair was still wet, so she followed her back and took a look, but her mind was not on the surrounding buildings at all.

As one of the eight masters, Cui Xiaowan has a very good appearance. She just came out of the bath, her cheeks were as smooth as crispy, and her white jade was flawless. She did not apply powder, but the color was like the morning glow reflecting snow. Her body was like a weak willow to support the wind, and she also had a soft feeling of pity for me, which was quite eye-catching. However, the "Zhaohong Yimei" that harmed the country and the people was in front of her, and no one dared to look at her without any eyebrow.

The two of them walked apart. Xu Buling said for a long time, but when Cui Xiaowan responded, she was a little exhausted and stopped talking.

Cui Xiaowan only found the opportunity to interrupt and said, "Hey, why did the mother call me 'Xiaobai' just now?"

Xu Buling's cold and extraordinary expression froze, his eyes were a little weird, and he explained softly:

"Well... Xiaobai means that she simply doesn't understand anything. Xiang'er cares a lot about you... Maybe that's it..."

When Cui Xiaowan saw that Xu Buling didn't tell the truth, she didn't ask in detail and continued:

"My mother is also your woman, right? I just saw you holding her in and your skirt was pulled open. You are so brave."

Xu Buling nodded: "This matter is a long story. Xiang'er saved my life in Chang'an, so I took her out of the palace. You also know that the palace is not a place for people to stay."

Cui Xiaowan empathized with this and turned her head to look at Xu Buling:

"Why do you have so many women?"

“…”

How do I answer this...

Xu Buling thought for a moment and smiled calmly:

"According to ancient etiquette, I have a queen, four concubines, nine concubines, twenty-seven generations, and eighty-one imperial wives. The princes and kings have been reduced by half. I only have these few, not many, right?"

“…”

Cui Xiaowan frowned and thought for a while, thinking that it made sense. According to this method, it is indeed not many of them who are more dedicated among emperors and generals. Even Song Ji, who is full of power and tricks, has more than a dozen concubines in the harem and is not considered a palace maid. There are not many princes in the world who are as infatuated as King Su Xu You, and have been white-haired overnight since ancient times.

"When I was in the canyon, I thought you were not a woman."

Xu Buling spread his hands: "Food, sex, nature, and nature also comes from emotions, but only from courtesy. I... I am lustful."

Cui Xiaowan thought Xu Buling was going to tell a lot of reasons, but she didn't expect to admit it directly, and she smiled:

"You're so honest."

"After marrying, Isn't it to deceive myself if I find some excuses to not be deceived by beauty?"

"Then do you want to pick me out of the canyon and you also like me?"

“…”

Xu Buling looked a little serious and shook his head and said, "No, I saw Miss Cui living alone in the canyon, with a radius of dozens of miles, and I didn't even have a figure. If I get sick or something, something big will happen. Although I don't know each other, I can't ignore it after eating your food and living there for another two days. I can't ignore it, and I can't get over it in such a conscience. Later, I was actually quite worried... "

Cui Xiaowan had curved eyebrows and eyes: "I know you must be worried, so I came here."

Xu Buling turned his head and looked at Cui Xiaowan at first sight. Seeing that his eyes were pure and flawless, he didn't take it to his heart, but just chuckled.

Cui Xiaowan walked side by side on the bluestone path and continued:

"Tell me the poems I know. I don't like reading half of them. When I was a child, I read some fragments at home. I was so excited that I suddenly disappeared. I was so angry that I couldn't sleep for half a month..."

Xu Buling felt deeply: "The out-of-text dog is indeed hated. But I don't remember many poems. Since you are here in Suzhou, you will have a long life from now on. Let me tell you about the books you have read, the Legend of the White Snake, Liang Zhu, Jin Ping Mei, etc...."

Cui Xiaowan naturally did not refuse: "Don't talk about something that makes people feel uncomfortable, you should sound happy. Those sour scholars who forcefully say sadness to write new lyrics always like to write some scenes of separation from life and death and giving their wife to others, which makes them feel particularly uncomfortable."

“That’s natural…”

...

While talking and laughing, the two of them came to a small teahouse.

Xu Buling sat down at the table beside the window, ordered a pot of tea, and carefully talked about "The Romance of the White Snake". Although he didn't remember everything, he probably knew the plot. He had adapted it and added it when he told Jiujiu. At this time, he started to talk casually.

When Cui Xiaowan was with someone she didn't hate, she was very friendly. She sat opposite the table, supported her cheek with one hand, listened carefully to Xu Buling's vivid narrative, and sometimes asked a few words that she couldn't understand.

And far from the tea tube, on the ridge of the street.

Eunuch Jia, wearing a cloth robe, stood quietly with his hands folded in his sleeves, and looked at the teahouse with dim eyes.

Seeing the scene of men and women sitting opposite each other at the table, Eunuch Jia suddenly realized and understood why Cui Xiaowan left Taohua Valley on a whim.

After all, a snowman is a snowman. No matter how much it is, it will not run around, but it is a dead object after all and cannot be with you for the rest of your life.

In February, the spring breeze is dawn, and the snowman in the canyon has probably melted in this spring breeze.

If Cui Xiaowan was still in the canyon and was sitting at the table at this moment, she could see nothing but a tightly sewn white robe, and she would not even have the chance to enjoy the peach blossoms all over the mountains with the snowman.

Now, men and women sit at the small table, except for the different scenes, the artistic conception is exactly the same as in the farmyard.

Isn’t that man in a white robe just a snowman sitting on a stool…—

There are figures passing by on the long street, and the spring day in the sky falls into the sea of ​​sand in the west, and time gradually comes to afternoon.

In the tea shop, men and women were still sitting opposite each other on both sides of the small table, with a few plates of melon seeds on the table.

Cui Xiaowan listened carefully, took the melon seeds and gently peeled them with her hands, placed them on a plate, and piled them up with a small plate, then pushed them in front of Xu Buling, which was a reward for listening to the book.

Xu Buling drank a pot of tea and spoke dryly, but Cui Xiaowan was very excited to listen to it, so he naturally couldn't do it, "If you want to know what happens next, let's listen to the next breakdown", and still tell the story with emotion.

But in this world, there are more than two people, and what they have to do is not just telling stories quietly.

When Xu Buling was talking about "White Snake drank realgar wine and Xu Xian lifted the curtain", a postman suddenly rushed past the street with an 800-mile yellow flag on his back.

Suzhou is an important border town, and the people are all descendants of the founding soldiers before Jiazi. Their understanding of the post station envoys far exceeded that of the heartland of the Central Plains. Seeing this situation, they knew that Chang'an City had urgent news, either to send troops to war or to mobilize troops to Beijing to serve the king.

Xu Buling saw the postman and quickly stood up:

"Miss Cui, the court has come to transfer the order. I am Prince Su. I have to be here to listen to Xuan. Let's go back."

Cui Xiaowan was a little angry when she heard the critical moment and wanted to throw the melon seed shell on the face of the messenger. However, although Cui Xiaowan's personality was different and she still knew the big things, she did not interfere with Xu Buling's serious business at this time. She stood up and smiled softly:

"Go to yours, I'll just go back by myself, I know the way."??

Xu Buling blinked, and before he could respond, a figure fell outside the window.

Eunuch Jia stood at the window and chuckled: "The emperor was fooled by the Xiliang army into Guanzhong to suppress the rebellion. The prince will do it. I can take care of Miss Cui."

Xu Buling was relieved to see this, raised his hand and bowed, and walked out of the tea shop.

Cui Xiaowan stood at the window and thought for a while: "You're done, remember to come over and tell the story, otherwise I won't be able to sleep."

Xu Buling knew that Cui Xiaowan had severe obsessive-compulsive disorder and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll finish it. Jiujiu also knows that if you can't help it, you can find Dabai...Hehe, find Ning Yuhe, let her take you to find Jiujiu."

Cui Xiaowan was a little unhappy: "The story depends on who will tell it. If you change the same thing to someone, the taste will change."

"I know."

Xu Buling nodded and turned around and walked towards the royal palace.

Eunuch Jia stood outside the window, watching Xu Buling leave, and suddenly spoke:

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has entered Guanzhong, but can he return it?"

Xu Buling paused and turned around for some reason: "How did Eunuch Jia know that I was leading troops into Guanzhong?"

Eunuch Jia laughed: "Watching the Lord growing up, the Lord knows some of his thoughts."

Xu Buling suddenly realized, thought for a while, and joked: "This time I'm afraid I'm going to lead troops to suppress the rebellion. After the fight, I will naturally come back. I can't learn from Dong Zhuo and stay in Chang'an and not leave." Then he flew up and disappeared between the buildings.

Eunuch Jia was a little puzzled and turned his head to look at Cui Xiaowan: "Who is Dong Zhuo? I haven't heard of it before."

Cui Xiaowan thought about it: "I heard from him that the evil man in "The Great Han Dynasty" was also a rank of officials who were respectful to Xiliang. He went to Beijing to serve the king and killed ten eunuchs, and then refused to commit adultery in the palace, which harmed the emperor's women all... just like him."

Eunuch Jia thought about it and frowned slightly:
Chapter completed!