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Chapter 162 I'm going to report to the temple soon
Jiang Zhao looked at Si Mubai with some resentment, saying something bad, she insisted on reminding her of the most unbearable memory.

Earlier when she and Si Mubai went to the Imperial Academy to be on duty together.

There was a smell of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from a stall. After Jiang Zhao came to this world, sweet-scented osmanthus cake was her favorite food.

Because in her previous life, her grandmother would always steam her sweet-scented osmanthus cakes for her to eat, but she still couldn't change her habit of eating sweet-scented osmanthus cakes after traveling here.

After smelling the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, she couldn't help but buy it.

The stall owner was a woman, whose weight was about the same as that of a woman before she lost weight. She couldn't tell the difference between a man and a woman from the back, and she couldn't tell the difference from the front.

When he laughed, the fat on his face was piled up, and his eyes were squeezed so hard that they almost disappeared.

Jiang Zhao went to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the stall owner saw that she was white and tender, which happened to be her dish.

Staring at Jiang Zhao, his eyes almost straightened, almost drooling.

The stall owner even packed osmanthus cakes for Jiang Zhao and winked at Jiang Zhao at the same time.

That action, that is called a charming.

But in Jiang Zhao's eyes, those are called hot eyes.

And she kept blinking her eyes, conveying her own message like Jiang Zhao.

It made Jiang Zhao wonder if her eyes were broken.

Jiang Zhao could only force himself not to look at her, and kept staring at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand.

I don't know if the stall owner did it on purpose or not, but the speed of packing can be called the speed of a turtle, and the speed of a tortoise is probably faster than her.

Jiang Zhao and the others almost missed the timing.

After the stall owner finally packed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Jiang Zhao, and took the opportunity to touch Jiang Zhao's hand.

Scared, Jiang Zhao got goosebumps all over her body, then Guangsu took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the stall owner's hand, withdrew her hand, threw the money on her stall, turned her head and left.

Unexpectedly, the stall owner was still waving his handkerchief, and said loudly: "Xiao Xianggong, come again next time, I won't charge you next time."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhao staggered, and then quickly quickened his pace.

Get out of this place as soon as possible, which makes her prone to nightmares at night.

She swore that she would never come to this place to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes again.

Jiang Zhao looked at Si Mubai, she had nothing to mention this matter, she snorted coldly.

"We're pretty much the same."

"Then don't make fun of anyone."

Si Mubai took over.

Jiang Zhao nodded: "Deal."

So the two ceased fighting.

They each returned to their own rooms to rest.

On the Jiuqi side, after exhausting themselves, they finally sent Cheng Wudi to General Shenwei's mansion.

Along the way, Cheng Wudi either wanted to vomit or pee.

All kinds of troubles for [-].

On the way, Jiu Qi was concentrating on driving the carriage, hoping to send Cheng Wudi back to his home quickly.

But Cheng Wudi, who was sitting in the carriage, suddenly jumped out from inside and threw himself on Jiu Qi's back.

Two big hands were still unconsciously grabbing the hair on his head.

Jiu Qi was startled, and even the horse was startled, and almost lost control and hit a pedestrian on the road.

He hurriedly stabilized the carriage first, heard the side of the street, and then reached out to keep his hair.

Let Cheng Wudi catch him, and he can go to work in the temple.

"General Cheng, let go, let go quickly."

While saving his hair from his hands, Jiu Qi told Cheng Wudi to let go.

But Cheng Wudi's mind was not clear at this time, and the bump of the carriage made his mind even more dizzy.

He kept grabbing Jiu Qi's hair, and said vaguely: "Why are there so many weeds on this bed?"

"It has to be unplugged, all unplugged."

Jiu Qi was startled when he heard that, if he pulled out all his hair, he would really be able to go directly to the temple to report.

He tried his best to save his hair from Cheng Wudi's hands.

Then he stuffed Cheng Wudi back into the carriage, and then drove on the road again.

But Cheng Wudi refused to get out of the car again when he got to the gate of General Shenwei's mansion.

No matter how Jiu Qi pulled him, he was willing to get off the car.

"General Cheng, come down quickly, your home is here, you should go home."

"No, I won't. You're very comfortable here. I'm going to sleep here."

Cheng Wudi shook his head vigorously, determined not to get out of the car.

Helpless, Jiu Qi had no choice but to knock on the door of General Shenwei's mansion first, and a porter soon came to open the door.

Jiu Qi told him the general situation, the concierge got into the carriage and saw that his general was indeed lying in the carriage.

"General, we're home, shall we go home? Go home and sleep."

The concierge obviously knew Cheng Wudi, so he coaxed Cheng Wudi like a child when he came up.

But Cheng Wudi didn't listen at all, turned over and hugged the cushions on the carriage, and refused to get out of the carriage no matter what.

The concierge is also helpless, he has not encountered such a situation after working in General Shenwei's mansion for so many years.

After coaxing Cheng Wudi for a long time, he refused to get out of the car.

"My lord, the general refuses to get out of the carriage now. Why don't you leave your carriage here for a while, and I will send someone to return the carriage after the general sobers up."

Jiuqi sighed, Cheng Wudi refused to get out of the carriage, and he couldn't, so he could only leave the carriage here for now.

Then the concierge arranged for a carriage in the mansion to take Jiuqi back.

Jiu Qi, who was sitting in the carriage, thought in his heart that he would never send drunk people home again.

Not only is my heart tired, but my hair is also tired.

Today, Cheng Wudi plucked out a lot of hair, and I don't know how much Polygonum multiflorum will be eaten to make it up.

Back home, Jiu Qi found that everyone had gone back to their room to sleep, only Jiang Zhao was still sitting in the pavilion.

"Why are you still here, why don't you go to rest?"

Because Cheng Wudi plucked his hair, he didn't ask angrily.

Jiang Zhao got up from the swing with a smile, and said.

"Wait for you, why did you come back so late?"

Seeing that Jiuqi had been away for so long and didn't come back, she couldn't help but feel a little bit worried.

They all went back to their rooms to rest, but they still got up and went to the garden to wait for Jiu Qi.

Originally, Si Mubai wanted to wait with her, but tomorrow he had to go to the Imperial Academy on duty, so Jiang Zhao asked him to go back and rest first.

Hearing Jiang Zhao's words, Jiu Qi was still very moved, but his words were still unforgiving.

"I want you to wait."

"I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

"Of course, I asked Nanny Ding to leave some food for you."

Jiang Zhao said as he took Jiu Qi to Paowu.

The dinner reserved for Jiuqi has been kept in the pot, warming up over low heat.

Jiang Zhao helped Jiuqi bring all these meals to the table, and prepared all the dishes for him.

"Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."

Jiu Qi had always thought that although Jiang Zhao came from a poor family, she was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and others served her, so how could she serve others.

Now serve him tea and water.

(End of this chapter)