The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 281 Coaxing Daughter-in-law Home

Song Qingyue encountered a little trouble in Datong.

Half a month ago, the imperial concubine went on strike and hid in the house all day long pretending to be sick. She neither wanted to go back to the capital nor asked them to return to the capital to report the news.

Several single dogs who had absolutely no love experience got together to discuss for several days, and finally decided to let Xiong Daneng go back to report to His Royal Highness, and asked His Royal Highness to come to Datong in person.

Only when His Royal Highness Shizi came in person could he coax Shizi Concubine back.

Zeng Maozhi went to Datong City in different ways every day to search for delicious food, and brought them up to the mountain, hoping to make Shi Zifei happy.

But no matter how delicious something is, it will be cold when you take it up the mountain.

Song Qingyue didn't enjoy eating, and when she pretended to be sick until the tenth day, she finally couldn't hold back the temptation, and agreed to follow Zeng Maozhi down the mountain to a restaurant called Long Juxiang to have a meal of mutton pot.

On the way to the restaurant, they encountered some unpleasant things.Song Qingyue saw a seller of salted duck eggs on the road. Salted duck eggs are not common in Datong. The peasant woman who sold duck eggs had a total of ten duck eggs, each ten copper coins.Song Qingyue was from Jiangnan in her previous life. She hadn't eaten for a long time, and she was so hungry that she wanted to buy them all. It didn't matter if the price was higher.

It happened that a yamen servant passed by and saw that the peasant woman had collected more than 100 copper coins, so she immediately came over and said that she wanted to collect taxes.

"Hey! Have you paid your taxes yet?" The yamen servants asked very rudely when they came up.

"Tax? Master, are you mistaken? The little woman is just selling a few duck eggs!" The peasant woman said in panic, "The ducks at home have laid eggs, and the little woman pickled them herself. Come here... come here Change a few copper coins back to the city."

"That has to be taxed!"

"Yes, but the little woman used to be in the village..."

Before the woman could finish her sentence, she was kicked to the ground by the guard: "Stop talking! I tell you to pay taxes and you have to pay them! Don't fucking talk nonsense! This is Datong, we said it on behalf of the king, everyone You have to pay taxes! You have to pay for selling duck eggs!"

Song Qingyue wanted to go forward to help the woman up, but was held back by Zeng Maozhi.

He lowered his voice and said: "Shi Zifei, in Datong City, we should not be troublesome."

Song Qingyue sighed and turned her head away.

On the other side, the yamen servant had already begun to grab the money. The shriveled peasant woman was holding the money and refused to let go. She rolled on the ground and cried, "Master, Master, please, little lady! My mother is sick, I will take the duck eggs." For some money to buy medicine, my lord, please show me your hand, show me your hand!"

"Let go! Let go!" The yamen servant kicked the woman several times, and the other two yamen servants behind him stepped forward and grabbed the woman's shoulders to prevent her from moving.

The woman was still yelling: "It's just a few duck eggs, my lord, please show me your hand! It's the first time for a little lady to go to the city and don't know the rules! Please, my lord!"

"I tell you, in this land of Datong, the prince will do whatever he says. If you dare to say a word again, the prince will take you away and attack the military prostitute!"

After several rounds of wrangling, most of the hundreds of copper coins in the woman's hand were taken away, and she sat on the ground crying and wiping away her tears.

After the guards walked away, Song Qingyue went to help her up, looked at the guards again, and saw that they had gone far away, then secretly stuffed a small silver bean from her sleeve for her, and said in a low voice: "My lady Take it and go quickly."

The peasant woman was about to thank her, but Song Qingyue stopped her.

"Don't thank me, go! Don't let them find out that you still have money!"

When the peasant woman walked away, Zeng Maozhi said: "Don't worry about Shi Zifei, my subordinates will send someone to follow her back, and I will find a chance to beat those yamen servants in sacks later!"

Song Qingyue snorted: "Don't let Master Futai off, you will do it tonight and knock out my front teeth!"

With soldiers in hand, Song Qingyue became more and more arrogant.

In fact, it is not easy for the masters of Datong Mansion. There is such a big blood-sucking Buddha as Dai Wang in the city, and most of the taxes collected every year are taken away by Dai Wang. Duogu, struggling to survive in the cracks between the imperial court and the Daiwangfu.

Long Juxiang's family is quite a big restaurant, so Song Qingyue changed into decent clothes and went to the restaurant to eat. She didn't realize that she was being targeted just because she helped the peasant woman.

The fifth son of Daiwang's Mansion waved a fan and walked by the street, and was immediately attracted by Song Qingyue's appearance.

"Hiss!" He stared at Song Qingyue's fair face from a distance, squinted his eyes, and said angrily to the followers around him: "When did our Datong have such stunning looks! I don't know, you don't even know?!"

The entourage around him immediately stepped forward and said dog-leggedly: "My lord, don't be angry, I haven't seen you before, maybe it's that beauty who came here. Don't worry, the little one will get it for you tonight."

Before he finished speaking, the fifth son of Dai Wang slapped him hard with a fan and scolded: "Useless things! I want it now!"

Song Qingyue has been in a bad mood recently, and her reaction was a little slow. She looked at the squinting red nose and big pancake face in front of her. way to go.

"Who? I don't know you. Please get out of the way." Song Qingyue said impatiently, frowning.

The pie face took a step sideways and said with a smile, "Who am I? You don't even know me, your son?!" Behind him, a dozen guards with knives surrounded Song Qingyue and Zeng Maozhi, "I just watched you for a long time Come on, where did Xiao Jiaojiao come from, she looks so beautiful, my heart burns when I look at my brother."

Zeng Maozhi immediately realized that he had encountered a scoundrel, stepped forward to stand in front of Song Qingyue, and said, "Master, please show some respect, our wife is already married!"

"Married?" The pie face frowned, looked Song Qingyue up and down again, then Zeng Maozhi, and said with a smile: "If you are married, you should stay in the house honestly, little slut, what are you doing?" Go out and have an affair with your concubine... ah——!"

Before he finished speaking, Zeng Maozhi slammed his fist on the front door, and his fat body flew several meters away. The guards with knives immediately surrounded him, and several hidden guards who were hidden in the dark immediately appeared and fought them. At one point, Zeng Maozhi said: "This subordinate is ignorant." He grabbed Song Qingyue's belt and flew out.

Song Qingyue was caught under the arm by Zeng Maozhi like a big sandbag. That posture was not romantic at all. He ran so fast that he almost threw Song Qingyue upside down.

He ran with her for a long time, until he reached a place where there was no one else. Zeng Maozhi put down Song Qingyue, clutching his stomach and gasping for breath.

Song Qingyue leaned on the wall, panting for a while, then turned her head and saw Zeng Maozhi was covered in sweat and her lips were pale, she suddenly laughed and said: "It's the first time I saw you panting so hard, but I finally feel that you are also a mortal gone."

The hidden guards are different from the bodyguards. They pay more attention to concealment, so they are not tall, and they are all lean. Naturally, they are too tired to resist an adult running wildly.

Zeng Maozhi saw that Song Qingyue's expression was finally no longer dull, and the brilliance in his eyes was regained. He was happy, panting and laughing: "Naturally, he is a mortal, so it is impossible to be a fairy."

Song Qingyue said: "I used to think that you were elusive, as if you were not a mortal."

"Concubine Shizi, shall we go back to the capital?" Seeing that Song Qingyue seemed finally happy, Zeng Maozhi took the opportunity to ask.

Song Qingyue straightened her face immediately, and said firmly: "I won't go back!"

Zeng Maozhi wiped the sweat off his forehead, smiled bitterly: "Okay, then let's go back to the mountain."

Seeing that Song Qingyue's mood improved a lot, when she went up the mountain, she even picked a handful of small wild flowers by the roadside.

It's spring in March, and the weather is getting warmer. It's really good to go out to relax.

Although there was a little trouble, it was quickly and easily resolved.

It's just that when she walked to the gate of the courtyard, she suddenly saw a tall golden horse standing on the side of the road and lowering its head to eat the feed in the sack. Song Qingyue's face immediately fell down again.

She walked towards the yard, and saw a dead ghost that she hadn't seen for a year and a half, standing alive in the yard, questioning a hidden guard who stayed in the yard.

For a moment, the two looked at each other, looking at each other silently for a long time.

The atmosphere is so tense that people dare not breathe.

It was Li Zhao who spoke first and called her softly: "Yue'er..."

He walked towards her, Song Qingyue wanted to avoid him, threw a small wild flower in his hand on his face, trotted a few steps, and wanted to hide in the house, but was hugged from behind, turned around, and was caught by him Carried into the room, pressed against the door panel and kissed fiercely for a long time, so long that I couldn't breathe.

Li Zhao looked down at her deeply.

Just now, the scarf on Song Qingyue's head was wiped off, revealing short shoulder-length hair. Li Zhao touched her head, and her eyes immediately became wet.

Song Qingyue looked up at him with a cold face, looked away for a long time, and cursed in disgust: "It's dark and ugly, it's so sloppy!"

Li Zhao's current appearance is indeed a bit sloppy, with disheveled hair, unshaven beard, sunken cheeks, and disastrously dark skin. It looks like he has been working as a coolie on a construction site for several years.

Seeing Song Qingyue's familiar disgusted eyes, he bent down and hugged her, put his chin on her shoulder, and smiled softly.

He hugged her, his tall and thick body trembled slightly, tears filled his eyes, he endured it for a long time, but finally fell out.

"Yue'er...Yue'er..."

There was joy and sadness in his heart, sweetness and bitterness in his heart. He hugged her tightly and cried uncontrollably.

"Yue'er, why don't you come back to me? Why don't you come back to me?"

Song Qingyue gritted her teeth, unable to say a word for a long while.

Anger, resentment, joy, grievance... They were all mixed together at this moment, and her mind became dizzy for a while, making her almost unable to stand, and she fell softly in his arms.

"Are you hurt?" Her tone was cold, but there was a hint of sobs in her voice.

Li Zhao buried his head in her neck, shook his head slowly, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably when she burst into tears.

I haven't seen her for a long time, and I really think about it badly. Her body is still fragrant and soft, and she is still as beautiful as a jade doll.

There was nothing more to say between the two of them.

In this era, the only people who can most synchronize with Song Qingyue in terms of thinking and vision, apart from Mr. Song and Second Brother Song, are Li Zhao and His Highness King Su.

As for intimacy, naturally there is only this man who sleeps in the same bed day and night.

For more than a year, there is no need to repeat the tacit understanding between the two.

The feeling of reunion at this time seems too pale to be expressed in any words. It seems that only a deep kiss and a strong hug can let the other party know how much I miss in my heart.

The moment the clothes slipped off, Song Qingyue looked at the several scars on his body, and couldn't stop crying.

Her slender and white hands caressed Li Zhao's pale skin, and her well-defined muscles tensed immediately.

She touched the scars, her lips trembled, and she couldn't speak a word.

She hates him, hates herself who loves him from the bottom of her heart, hates herself who is constantly attracted by him, hates this man who brings countless troubles to her.

She loves him and hates him.

She was wronged and helpless.

She even hated to stab him to death with a single knife, to settle it once and for all, to solve the source of all her discomfort and pain that made her hate and love her.

Li Zhao caressed her cheek, his eyes were burning to turn the two of them into ashes.

The house was full of firewood, and it burned quickly.

It wasn't until sunset in the evening that the hot water that Lin Wanfu had been warming outside came into use.

Song Qingyue cried so much that she was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyelids, so Li Zhao carried her to take a bath.

When he woke up the next morning, Li Zhao was already dressed and ready to take Song Qingyue back.

"Who said I want to go back with you?" Song Qingyue sat cross-legged on the bed wrapped in a quilt, her big moist eyes were still a little swollen, and she stared at Li Zhao with a cold face.

Li Zhao choked, longing for her delicate and beautiful face, he shook his head, and even recalled the ecstasy of last night, and then remembered the tears she fell when she saw the scar on his body, after that, She hooked her neck with her slender arms, her long eyelashes drooped, and she kissed her inseparably...

God knows how many mosaics floated through this dog man's mind in just a few seconds.

He thought he had coaxed people away.

Why haven't you calmed down yet?

"You... you still... us yesterday, you are not very enthusiastic..."

Seeing the incomprehensible stupidity on Li Zhao's face, Song Qingyue snorted angrily: "This girl hasn't touched a man for a long time. Although the young master is a bit shabby, he has a good figure. It's just a spring night, young master. do not take it personally."

Li Zhao was almost laughed at by this little woman.

He waved his hand and told all the servants to leave, walked to the bed and sat down, hugged her into his arms, and asked: "Stop making trouble, go back with my husband, from now on we will have a spring night every day."

Song Qingyue gave him a hard look, and raised her hand as if to give him a slap in the face to relieve her anger.

Li Zhao closed his eyes, planning to receive this slap.

But Song Qingyue was timid after all, her fear of Li Zhao seemed to be etched into her brain.

She will always remember his identity, the man opposite is a king.

Just because he is willing to take this slap now doesn't mean he won't be angry when he thinks about it in the future.

So she turned her hand away and only slapped him hard on the shoulder.

This was not because she was reluctant to hit him, but because she was still afraid of him in her heart.

However, Li Zhao seemed to have gained some great sweetness. He opened his eyes in surprise and smiled, hugged Song Qingyue, kissed her several times, and asked, "It's been a long time since you scolded me, don't you want to be your husband?" ?”

He leaned close to her, pressed his forehead against hers, the little girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, Li Zhao tilted his head, kissed her lips lightly, and asked softly, "Do you miss my brother?"

"Damn it! I wish you would die outside!" Song Qingyue was still fierce.

"go home?"

"do not want!"

"Then let's stay on the mountain for a few more days before going back? You want to like this mountain, surround it for your husband, and build a separate courtyard for you?"

Song Qingyue: ...do you see the whites of my eyes?
Li Zhao sighed, and it didn't work if she was cheeky, so she had to reason with her: "Come back with me. Don't you want to build a science academy? If you don't go back to your box of books, who will understand? And the Ji Nursing home, just ignore it? Hmm? If you want to lose your temper, go back and continue to make trouble, whatever you want. Things still have to be done, right? "

Song Qingyue: ...It seems to make sense?
She blinked her eyes blankly, still depressed in her heart, but after he said a few words, she seemed to feel that it was really impossible not to go back.Li Zhao is right, what if she doesn't go back to the Academy of Sciences?What if she doesn't go back to those books that others can't understand?This damned Li Zhao, why did he pinch his own fatal spot?Can't find any reason to refute.

Really depressed!So aggrieved and whimpered and cried again.

Seeing her pouting and looking so aggrieved to death, Li Zhao asked someone to bring in a wooden box, opened it under Song Qingyue's eyes, and said, "It was agreed at the beginning, 250 million taels, and it's from our own Yinzhuang. Redeem the ticket, no one cheats."

Song Qingyue's wet eyes like a deer's widened immediately: "Is there a Yinzhuang in Su Wang's Mansion?"

Li Zhao chuckled: "It was just built, and this is the first batch of redemption tickets in my hand."

Song Qingyue's small face hung down, and she asked sobbingly: "I...if I...if I don't go back with you, can I still pay?"

Li Zhao looked at her and smiled slightly: "Yue'er, go back with my husband. My brother swears that I will never bully you in the future, and I will never do anything that makes you unhappy. Okay? Good Yue'er, go back with my brother? Whatever you want Whatever you do, I will do it for you!"

"Li Zhao, I will bite you to death!"

After Song Qingyue finished speaking bitterly, she burst into tears again.

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The horse ran briskly on the flat official road, the carriage shook slightly, Song Qingyue leaned in Li Zhao's arms, listening to the clacking and clacking of the horse's hooves outside, her eyelids gradually drooped.

There were tears on her little face, and her heart was full of grievances and depression.

I'm just too cowardly and easy to talk. A few days ago, I was so angry that I didn't want to eat or drink. When I met him, he coaxed me back with a few words.

But it can't be her fault, Li Zhao is a bad guy, he knows what she cares about, and he can focus on the key points when speaking, but she is too reasonable.

I have dedicated myself to the cause of science, not for men and money!

Song Qingyue thought bitterly.

That night they stayed in an inn in Xuanfu Town. After nightfall, Song Qingyue rejected Li Zhao's courtship, and drove him out of the room and told him to sleep by himself with a pillow.

Li Zhao felt very wronged, he had slept with his pillow in his arms for more than a year, he had guarded her body like a jade for so long, now that the delicious food was on his lips, he was not allowed to eat it, he was going crazy.

Li Zhaoda couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he went to Song Qingyue's room door with his pillow in his arms and lingered until the second half of the night. Then he got really bored, and asked Zeng Maozhi to inquire about Song Qingyue's situation in Datong for more than a month.

Hearing that Song Qingyue was actually being molested in the street, she was so angry that she almost drew her knife to stab people.

"That man's bodyguard is carrying a knife?" Li Zhao crossed his hips, blushing with anger.

Zeng Maozhi bowed his head and said, "Yes, according to my subordinates' speculation, he is a prince from the palace."

Li Zhao sneered: "On behalf of the palace?"

Zeng Maozhi said: "A Chuan and A Shan have already gone to investigate."

Li Zhao turned the jade pendant in his hand, and said coldly, "If you want to check, check it thoroughly."

Zeng Maozhi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and stood at attention, and responded vigorously: "Yes! The subordinates will definitely check it out!"

(End of this chapter)