Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Historic -> Back to the Ming Dynasty as a prince

Chapter 63 Eight Tigers Walking the Street

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Back to the Ming Dynasty as a prince" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

    The next day, because the prince was 'ill' and did not have to enter the palace, Yang Ling was able to sleep in. He didn't wake up from his dream until the second quarter of the hour.  The bright spring sunlight came in through the window paper and was spreading on his quilt, the light was soft and bright.

    The young lady snuggled into his arms like a kitten, sleeping soundly.  A head of jet-black hair concealed half of her delicate face. On the pretty and delicate face, the long eyelashes showing charming arcs moved slightly in silence.

    Her pink and delicate face is very attractive. Although the corners of her eyes and brows still exude a kind of childishness and purity, she already has the taste of a new wife.  Yang Ling looked at the little girl in his arms with pity, and gently curled his arms to pillow his head, not daring to make too much movement for fear of waking her up.

    Yesterday, I told her that she didn't need to get up early to enter the palace today. Seeing that she was still sleeping peacefully, Yang Ling realized that the past few days had been terribly miserable since getting up early to enter the palace, but she was the one who woke him up every day.  After getting up and eating, she not only got up early, but also worried about these things in her heart, and she was afraid that she would not sleep so well, and her body must be even more tired.

    Even though she was tired, the young lady woke up after a while. She opened her eyes and saw that her husband was already awake. She quickly stuck out the tip of her tongue and said in embarrassment: "Oh, my husband is already awake? Really, my concubine overslept."

    Seeing that she was about to get up in a panic, Yang Ling put his hand on her shoulder and said with a smile, "You got up too early these two days, and at nightyou cleaned up and slept too late  Anyway, I don¡¯t have to go so early today, let¡¯s rest for a while.¡±

    When the young girl heard him talking about Fengyue, an imperceptible blush appeared on her face, she glanced at him with shame and joy, agreed, and snuggled into his arms meekly, and said coquettishly: "Yes! My two friends  I don¡¯t know what¡¯s wrong, especially today I feel that my bones are sore and soft, I don¡¯t want to move, when I was in my mother¡¯s house, I had to get up early every day to practice martial arts, but now I¡¯m getting lazy.¡±

    Yang Ling heard her say that her body was too weak to move, so she hurriedly said, "Why? But you have a cold?" While talking, he touched her forehead, which was slightly wet, but it was cool and not hot.

    The young lady has always been in good health, and she didn't like to get sick since she was a child, so she didn't take it to heart. She also said that her husband had just broken the melon in the past two days, and her husband asked too much. She was ashamed to say this, so she smiled softly: "Maybe  Yes, my concubine has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and her body is strong, and if she really catches a cold, I will go to the doctor to prescribe some medicine and take a few pastes, and it will be fine."

    When Yang Ling touched her forehead, she didn't feel feverish, so he felt relieved. Seeing her delicate and lazy beauty, she was full of bridal style. That kind of rare charm was very different from the handsome and childish in the past, and her lust gradually moved.  , took her closer, and said with a sly smile: "Come on, my husband will give you a massage to relieve your fatigue."

    Han Youniang quietly rolled his eyes at him, and an intoxicating blush appeared on her face.

    The young lady remained silent, let Yang Ling fumble in her arms with a dizzy face, then panted slightly and said angrily: "Sir, don't make trouble, didn't you say that you have to go to the palace? Hurry up and wash your mouth  Get dressed and I'll cook for you."

    Seeing her shyness, Yang Ling couldn't bear to press her. He kissed her lightly on the cheek and said with a chuckle, "You can rest when you're tired. The husband will just eat something on the road later."

    Where is the young lady willing to agree, and while pulling herself up to get dressed, she asked: "Master, what did Liu Biao ask you to do when I came back yesterday? Aren't you by the prince's side now?"

    Taking advantage of her getting up, Yang Ling patted her plump buttocks, and said with a smile: "But with the official rank of Jin Yiwei, I have to send an errand. Admiral Zhang was afraid that I would not be able to handle official duties flawlessly, so he temporarily gave me a break  Some errands are specially responsible for the official documents submitted by the Fusi of Nanzhen to the capital."

    The young lady pulled her hair neatly, said "oh" softly, and asked with a sideways face: "Sir, what does Nanzhen Fusi care about?"

    Yang Ling said: "Nanzhen Fusi is in charge of the affairs of criminal names and military craftsmen in Weizhong. Criminal names are for convicting people. Military craftsmen, such as armor, ordnance, rockets, firecrackers, and even warships and chariots.  Return to Nanzhen Fusi".

    Yang Ling mentioned that the name of punishment in Weizhong is only responsible for sentencing criminals in Jinyiwei. Ordinary officials and generals who commit crimes are still under the jurisdiction of the Sanju Division, so the scope of responsibility of the Nanzhen Fusi is a bit like a small-scale military court.  As for the management of military craftsmen, it is of course a very important department in modern times, but managing these skilled workers in that era was not a big deal.

    The young lady naturally didn't understand these things. After Yang Ling had breakfast, he told the young lady to rest on the kang if she felt unwell, and then she took a pre-prepared package and ran to the back door of the capital slowly.

    It's still early, but there are already shops open for business nearby.??Buy it, most of the Eight Tigers are still suffering haha, they don¡¯t have much money, only Ma Yongcheng is responsible for the daily purchases in the palace.  He immediately paid for it.

    A few people wandered around the market in Huangchenggen for less than an hour. The eight eunuchs and Yang Ling were all carrying a load of things on their shoulders. Even Zhu Houzhao himself had a roll of silk slung across his shoulder.  Carrying two packs of tea leaves, three pairs of pearls hanging around his neck, and a large beautiful porcelain plate with lotus flower and goldfish embedded in his left hand, it looks indescribably funny.

    Although those businessmen were humble, they were all sent by big families to be in charge. They had seen a lot of worldly experience. Seeing that these people had the virtues of nouveau riche, they thought they were local rich men from the countryside.  Inevitably showing some contempt.

    Zhu Houzhao had a good time, but he didn't bother to pay attention to their expressions.  Tired of shopping in the market, he felt that the things he just bought were too in the way. Looking back, Liu Jin, the others and Yang Ling looked even more embarrassed than him, and Zhu Houzhao couldn't help laughing.

    He thought that these eight people were all servants in the palace, and there were no relatives in Beijing, so he said to Yang Ling, "I had a great time today. I wanted to go for a walk on the street again, but it was too much to carry these things."  Excuse me, didn't you just come to the capital? These things are right as a gift from us, let's go to the street to get a car, we will send the things to your house, and then go shopping."

    Yang Ling was overjoyed when he heard this, he didn't expect that there would be windfall money going shopping with the prince.  Zhu Houzhao buys things based on his personal preferences, but he doesn¡¯t care about the price, so there are all kinds of things, the cheap ones are only worth more than 20 yuan, and the expensive ones are worth more than three hundred taels.  Thousands of taels, including rouge mirrors and other things, I took them home and saved the time of going to the streets for my young mother.

    He was happy in his heart, but he still had to be polite, and quickly said humbly: "Prince, this is not right, these are all things you like, even if you want to reward your subjects, the eight father-in-laws should all have a share."

    After hearing this, Zhu Houzhao laughed and scolded: "Don't be too clear, they eat and take things from the palace, and they don't even have a home. What use are these things for them? Go hire a car."

    Zhang Yong also said with a bitter face: "Mr. Yang, don't refuse, I can't take it anymore. Oh, this jar didn't feel so heavy just now, but now it can't slip."

    Luo Xiang, Wei Bin, and Qiu Ju nodded repeatedly. Although they were servants who obeyed orders, they did not do much physical work. They were tired and exhausted after carrying the things for a long time.  Throw it away casually, now I just hope to get rid of these things quickly, as for whom, it doesn't matter.

    So, Yang Ling and Zhu Houzhao stood shoulder to shoulder, squeezed through the crowd and walked up the street.  Due to the large number of people, these eunuchs were afraid of losing their righteousness, so they habitually waited on four fronts and four backs, with their waists slightly bent, as if they were waiting for a noble gentleman to go out.

    However, they are also dressed like scholars, which is a bit weird when people see them.  The group of people didn't realize it, so they lined up in two columns, carrying some messy things, and went to Yang Ling's house to burn the bottom of the pot.

    ***********************************

    ps: Introduce a book group, friends who like to chat, please join: 11952814

    Today's Christmas Eve, I wish book friends a happy night and a happy night!

    Recommend Jing Ge's "Ba Xian", ISBN 80230!  !  !  !  !  !

    ?Recommend "My Most Windy Liu" by Dongfang Sanshao, the link is as follows: (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report