Chapter 201: 208. Colored-Clothing Female Official and Wei Clan Young Master

208. Colored-Clothing Female Official and Wei Clan Young Master

Jiangzhou in the Jiang Nan Circuit is located on the main water transport route of the Yangtze River. The section of the Yangtze River flowing through ■ is also called the Xunyang River.

This section of the river is rolling and turbid yellow, with increasing silt, and can be considered one of the most prosperous waterways in the Jiang Nan Circuit, with a large number of merchant ships.

The ship passed through Xiangyang City, and the scenery on the riverbank suddenly opened up.

Compared with the Fang valve bank, the rolling river water is quite crowded in the current, yellow and washed, with thousands of sails set sail.

Today, the race is box-like, the banks are green with swallows flying, the silt is rolling, and the sparkling river water is shining, and the first city is rich and magnificent, and the large ship is patrolling, and the keel breaks the waves.

It starts with high management, the dragon head is connected to the image, the flags are fluttering, the cabin is exquisite and luxurious, the carving styles are diverse, and it is not a new official style.

On the river, other cargo ships with merchant flags and private ships of wealthy families are eclipsed in comparison.

Moreover, it seems that they discovered the official flag fluttering on this ship, and the ships gave way one after another, and no one dared to compete for the way.

During this period, the experienced shopkeepers who ran businesses from all over the world had sharp eyes. When they passed by, they saw that the crew members on this official ship, which was walking in the middle of the Xunyang River, were all well-trained, serious, solemn, and steady.

You looked sideways, the Qi machine under the back-box Chinese character was like a wave-less ancient well, and the rumors and guesses in Mistress Miao Zhen's heart were hidden, and he asked casually:

Miao frowned and put down the picture curtain, his brows relaxed.

Xi Chen Ji wanted to say something but stopped: "Yes... it's not Meilu Garden, Magistrate, it seems you went to the Su residence next door to you."

Under the curious and quiet onlookers of the people of Longcheng, Mistress Miao Zhen led a group of palace people to disembark quickly, boarded the carriage, and under the escort of the soldiers of the Zhechong Prefecture, went straight to Luming Street, with a clear goal.

Except for disaster coming from the mouth.

"Sister Mistress Miao Zhen, please, just reveal a little bit. What kind of gift is in that brocade box given by the great-aunt? My heart is like a cat scratching, brother."

Ouyang Rong's eyes changed slightly, but soon returned to normal, got up and patted his sleeves:

Mistress Miao Zhen lowered her eyes, ignored Ouyang Rong's self-familiar chatter, and turned back to the cabin. These questions naturally had no answers.

The Wei surname young man who was squatting on the ground with honey on his mouth smiled indifferently, opened his mouth and bit the pear in his hand crisply. He was dressed in purple soap clothes that were aggressive, but he seemed to be exposed to the sun all year round, his skin was a bit dark, and his face was not bad. However, as a man, he had a pair of peach blossom eyes, which looked a bit feminine and womanly.

It seems that he lost interest... She came here on the order of the Empress, and she didn't have much friendship with this pair of Wei family members who were hitchhiking. It was not necessary to please, and it was not necessary to offend. The situation of the Wei clan is now very simple.

"Magistrate, what's wrong with you? Wait for us..." County Assistant Diao and others chased and shouted.

"Sister, you are laughing. My younger brother and the few elder brothers who dance with ink are different. I don't like reading, and I can't calm down. I follow my godfather everywhere, and I like the rough scenery of the desert border."

"What is this grandfather doing here? Sister Mistress Miao Zhen is not unaware. My father and the uncles in the mansion are busy cleaning up the mess of the Yingzhou chaos. Eh, there is no time to come here for a stroll. Sister's imagination is quite rich, haha."

Mistress Miao Zhen nodded heavily: "The honest family style and profound family learning of the Wei Prince's Mansion, I have seen it today."

Wei Young Master didn't wait for them. A moment later, he, with his official hat crooked, hurried to the entrance of the Su residence.

"And didn't I say it earlier? We are here this time, just like you helping the great-aunt send gifts, we are also giving gifts. We are all relatives, so we have to send one, right?"

Ouyang Rong reached out and waved, waving quickly in front of Mistress Miao Zhen, trying hard to attract attention, and interjected:

"Forget it, where is the person now? It should be taking the convenient water route and disembarking at Peng Lang Ferry, right? How far is it from the county government office? Open the main gate and prepare to receive people."

"Wei Shao-xuan, don't shout randomly, disaster comes from the mouth."

"Surname Qiu?" Mistress Miao Zhen turned her face and asked suddenly: "What is the relationship with the guest of the Wei Prince's Mansion and the top military strategist Qi cultivator Qiu Shenji?"

He turned his head to look at the Mo family sword box that was scheduled to arrive, and suddenly smiled, revealing white teeth: "Trouble godfather to carry the sword away for me."

Ouyang Rong rubbed his face and put away his grinning face.

Facing this kind of closeness, Mistress Miao Zhen, who was dressed in crimson palace clothes, raised her chin slightly, looking at the Longcheng territory that was getting closer and closer, and reminded lightly:

It seems that he guessed right. Someone couldn't help but click his tongue secretly: Don't worry about idle matters, and don't manage too much.

Yuan Shi's lips curled up: "Send a Mo family sword box that is the only one in the world?"

The third in the family, Ouyang Rong, squatted on the bow of the ship, looking up and smiling, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

This strong man is about forty or fifty years old, fat and fleshy, with dark and rough skin, like a farmer facing the loess and back to the sky, and his figure is very solid. Looking from a distance, he looks like a cube.

The door-to-door crowd was crowded, but it was an ancient and strange scene, which made Wei Young Master's eyelids twitch. There was a man's voice colder than the river wind:

The dressing is also very strange, wearing short-sleeved linen clothes, with braids on both temples, not like a Han man. At this moment, the deep mansion courtyard, which was usually closed, was wide open.

"Balang talks too much." Qiu Yi said.

The Wei surname young man kept his smile unchanged, biting the pear and speaking unclearly:

"Ah?"

County Assistant Diao looked at the young magistrate who seemed to be in a daze and couldn't help but call out: "Magistrate, what's wrong with you?"

In front of this gift from the Son of Heaven, Mistress Miao Zhen stood with her hands folded, watching coldly. I don't know how long it took, she whispered:

"Eh, Sister Mistress Miao Zhen, just call the younger brother Shao-xuan. What kind of young master is this? It's too distant. The book says that guests in a foreign land are strangers, and every festive season is more homesick. Although the younger brother and sister are not relatives, and it is not any festive season now, but we are all 'fellow countrymen' from Luoyang, right? What's wrong with being closer?"

The pear smashed into the river water in a parabolic arc. The young man was indifferent, standing in the wind: "Really? Getting closer and closer to that sword furnace, the mood is a bit hard to suppress."

Wei Young Master lowered his eyes and whispered: "No way..."

The survival rules in the Empress's deep palace for many years told her:

Ouyang Rong smiled, biting the pear, and said unclearly:

After leaving the ferry, the crimson palace-dressed woman lifted the window curtain and glanced at the stairs where people disembarked in front.

The two Wei family members who were hitchhiking along the way disappeared.

"Long time no see, Your Highness. It's really a coincidence. The Empress chose me to come here. Should I call you Your Highness, or... call you Xian-lang?"

He raised his face and looked at the official hat he was wearing. After passing them, he walked toward the outside in big strides, frowning tightly:

"Magistrate, how do you know I live in Meilu Garden? Did you tell them that I am on duty at the county government office?"

"Magistrate... the envoys from Luoyang just passed by our county government office."

"Eh, Sister Mistress Miao Zhen, why are you inquiring about my godfather's details? Are you asking for marriage? It's a pity that my godfather doesn't love beauties. If Sister Mistress Miao Zhen still wants to ask, ask more about my situation. I know everything!"

"Really." Mistress Miao Zhen didn't believe the ghost words spit out by this Wei Prince's illegitimate son at all. Ouyang Rong chewed the pear, shrugged, and didn't care:

Wei Young Master's eyelids twitched, and he had a headache. "Sister Mistress Miao Zhen, what is this?"

"My godfather is from the desert border. He has been in the army for a long time and doesn't like to talk much. He is like this in front of my father. But Sister Mistress Miao Zhen, don't worry, my godfather treats people with sincerity. He is a straightforward person, cold outside and hot inside. Everyone who knows him praises him!"

Mistress Miao Zhen raised her hand and pointed: "Is that the godfather of Wei Shao-xuan? I thought it was a guard." "Qiu Yi."

"Is it carrying the imperial decree to send the observation ship of the Jiang Nan Circuit observation commissioner, and it is escorted by the elite soldiers of the Zhechong Prefecture? What kind of noble person is it carrying, and where is it going?"

The back-box man ignored it.

In the Longcheng County government office, the Wei Young Master who got the news stood up and searched his vague memory, asking with a frown.

"Godfather is from the desert border. He has been in the army for a long time and doesn't like to talk much. He is like this in front of my father. But Sister Mistress Miao Zhen, don't worry, my godfather treats people with sincerity. He is a straightforward person, cold outside and hot inside. Everyone who knows him praises him!"

At this moment, on the bow of the ship, there were several figures in the wind.

"Wei Shao-xuan, are you tired of living? You dare to inquire about the Empress's gift. If someone reports it to the imperial court, your father won't be able to protect you. This is not your Wei Prince's Mansion. Speak carefully."

Mistress Miao Zhen stared at this pair of strange godfather and godson for a while, shook her head, "Oh." Yuan Shi was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed suddenly, uncertain.

Mistress Miao Zhen didn't bother to look at him, turned her head slightly, and looked at the back-box man who had been silent since boarding the ship. The survival rules in the Empress's deep palace for many years told her:

Wei Young Master raised his official hat, passed them, walked toward the outside in big strides, frowning tightly:

He was calm at the moment, with a purple-white long wooden box on his back. The box was ancient and had mechanism lines, and he didn't know what was inside.

Half a day later.

This official ship, which transferred at Jiangzhou City, was seen off by the Jiangzhou Inspector himself, and was escorted by the soldiers of the Third Zhechong Prefecture of the Jiang Nan Circuit, rode the wind and waves all the way to the Longcheng County direction.

"It seems to be a deep crimson color."

The back-box man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.

The fleet arrived at Peng Lang Ferry.

"Colored-clothing female official beside the Empress? That's not an ordinary palace person... Blue, crimson, purple three-color palace clothes, what color is the leading female official's clothes?"

In the cabin, a group of palace men were serious and heavily guarded, arching a carved brocade box.

Yuan Shi recovered his vigorous style, but the sentence stuttered by the County Assistant Diao who was in a dilemma made his footsteps stop:

"Light crimson Grade 1, deep crimson Grade 3, so it is a Grade 3 female official! Higher than me, what are you doing here in Luoyang?"

County Assistant Diao and other officials looked at each other, silent. Mistress Miao Zhen didn't bother to return to him.

"Sister has good eyesight, but she misunderstood. The sword box was given to me by my father. Young people, it's normal to have a sword. Luoyang daughters, who doesn't want to carry a sword to break into the desert? The gift given to that family is something else."

The colored-clothing female official Mistress Miao Zhen frowned slightly, glanced at the young man in soap clothes who was grinning and squatting on the side, who was holding a shriveled pear in his hand, lowering his head and sniffing from time to time, not biting, just talking nonsense.

"You didn't go out to welcome the superior, it seems you walked deeper into Luming Street."

(PS: Short, go code another chapter, don't wait, look tomorrow) Works recommendation: "Illiterate Top Stream: Three Years of Lying Flat, Became a Superstar" > ===== CHAPTER 202 =====