Crazy! Crazy batch of chief ministers reduced to subordinates

Chapter 63: Using the heart of stone and grass to attract true love
  "what?"

Zhao Shu thought he was some important person, but when he heard the three words Ren Yuanzhi, he thought he heard it wrong.

He took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped Beisheng's tears, bit by bit, to wipe away the two tear stains.

It's like treating a white porcelain jade, carefully wiping off the water stains on it to restore its original luster.

When his brocade handkerchief fell on the corner of her lips, those two plump and moist lips pursed slightly. Zhao Shu's heart stopped for a moment and then began to beat wildly in his chest, and his whole body suddenly became warm.

The soft and smooth brocade handkerchief fell off as it rubbed Bei Sheng's skin. His slightly trembling fingers with body temperature fell on her soft lips unconsciously, as if he wanted to caress those two lips. moist lips.

Bei Sheng suddenly shrank back as if being electrocuted, and looked up in shock at the lustful light in his eyes. Zhao Shu suddenly woke up, hurriedly picked up the brocade handkerchief that fell on the table, and put it into his arms.

"I……"

His face was like a ripe red peach, he turned away with shame, and explained in a stupefied manner: "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm rude."

"Zhao Shu?"

Beisheng called him softly, not calling him "Little Marquis", but his first name.

At that moment, Zhao Shu's heart felt like lava surging. He said "hmm" and turned around.

"I like you too."

Just after Bei Sheng's gentle words fell, there was a long roar in Zhao Shu's mind, and there was also a burst of electricity in his ears, and then he couldn't hear anything.

Beisheng looked at his daze and smiled at him.

The sunshine outside the window shone on her body, and the girl's white and tender face was like a rose blooming brilliantly under the scorching sun. Zhao Shu couldn't control his thoughts and wanted to step forward, hold her face and smell the fragrance of her flowers, and wanted to get closer. Look carefully at her features.

He took a slight step forward and kicked the leg of the wicker chair to stop his reckless thoughts.

Zhao Shu smiled shyly and sat down on the wicker chair. In order to prevent himself from thinking about it again, he coughed twice and changed the topic.

"You just said that you wanted me to save Ren Yuanzhi. His lost food and grass have been recovered by King Leping. He should not be sentenced to death, but I can go to the Ministry of Punishment to find out the news first."

Of course Ren Yuanzhi will not be killed, but it is inevitable that he will be sentenced to exile. In her previous life, Ren Yuanzhi was an extremely capable person under King Leping, and she could not let such a person be used by King Leping again.

If he can be used by herself after being rescued, that's all. If not, she will find a way to kill him.

Bei Sheng lowered his eyes slightly and said slowly: "I thought of his wife Wen. I once asked her to leave Beijing and go home, but for the sake of her husband's life, she has been living with relatives in the suburbs of Beijing. If Ren Yuanzhi We can’t stay safe. With Mrs. Yiwen’s temperament, I’m afraid she will beg at King Leping’s door again.”

Zhao Shu asked no more questions and said: "Mr. Wen, you are so kind to comfort her. I will help her inquire about Ren Yuanzhi's affairs. If I can't do it, I will ask my father. If my father can't do it, then I will go find King Leping, his path is always wider than others, don’t worry, the Ren family owes this favor to you and me."

Bei Sheng smiled and said, "If we can't do it, forget it. We have tried our best and have an explanation to the Wen family. The prince has been troubled recently and has been criticized in the court. Don't disturb him about this matter."

Zhao Shu chuckled and said, "You don't know King Leping or his temperament. Even if everyone in the court spits on him, he won't take it seriously."

Bei Sheng lowered her head and thought. She asked Zhao Shu for help just to avoid King Leping. If she couldn't avoid it, it would be better not to ask and let Ren Yuanzhi die in prison.

Zhao Shu continued: "But the prince is a man without benefits. If Ren Yuanzhi can't bring him any benefits, he won't bother to talk. Even if I ask for it, it will be useless."

Bei Sheng thought for a while and tentatively said: "Instead of going to such trouble, why not go directly to Mr. Lang? He will always have a way."

Zhao Shu immediately said: "Then I will take you home first, and then go to Lang's Mansion."

"Don't worry, just go shopping with me. When you have time, mention it in Master Lang's ear and see how he behaves."

"it is good."

When Zhao Shu mentioned Lang Zhuo, he felt a little taboo in his heart for some reason, but seeing Bei Sheng's calm expression, he let go of it a little.

The two came out of Yu Linglong Pavilion and the store door was locked. Beisheng asked Yan Qing to put the box that Zhao Shu had given her into the carriage. She turned around and said, "I want to go horse racing. Can you take me to ride a horse?"

There are only a few days left between her and Zhao Shu, so let's have fun while there is still a chance.

"Yes, yes, but you don't know how to ride a horse..." Zhao Shu was still hesitating, and Beisheng said, "I can."

She learned it all from Zhao Shu in her previous life, how could she forget it.

This place is not far from the Gaoyang Hou Mansion, and Zhao Shu's servants quickly brought two horses.

Bei Sheng got on the horse, turned around and asked Yan Qing to drive the carriage home first, and asked him to tell his mother that he would be home before dark.

Seeing that Beisheng had sent away his servants, Zhao Shu also asked his servants to go home. The two of them and the two horses walked freely on the streets.

Zhao Shuyuan was a little worried, but when he saw that Beisheng was holding the reins and stepping on the stirrups, he didn't look like a novice, so he felt a little relieved.

Zhao Shu asked: "Where do you want to go?"

Beisheng said: "Outside the city."

It's still early in the morning, so if you run, you should be able to go as far as Fengyang and back.

Zhao Shu bought some dry fruits and food on the street, then got on the horse again. After the two of them left the east city gate, they started galloping.

Beisheng was so handsome that he actually ran in front of Zhao Shu. Zhao Shu raised his whip and chased after her, shouting: "What surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

Beisheng said: "Is it a surprise to be able to ride a horse?"

Zhao Shu smiled and surpassed her.

To other noble girls in the capital, knowing how to ride a horse was nothing, but to Beisheng, a girl who grew up in the countryside, it was surprising and unexpected.

After all, only people from big families can afford horses, and it is rare for ordinary people to have donkeys and mules at home.

Zhou Da and Madam Luo once raised a mule. It was used to grind medicine for Zhou Da, and it was impossible for them to ride it.

Now the mule that took them to Runing also stayed in Runing.

Zhao Shu just regarded Bei Sheng as having learned how to ride a horse in Beijing and didn't think much about it.

The two of them chased each other and soon left the capital.

Zhao Shu wished he could take Bei Sheng away to the end of the world and find a deserted place to hide from the world.

Full of sincerity and violent heartbeat, it was the magic that Beisheng brought to him.

Originally he wanted to lead the way, but then they walked side by side, and gradually he fell behind. He wanted to keep staring at her back and her hair flying in the gentle breeze.

Beisheng casually raised his hand to pick a new leaf on the branch, turned around and asked, "Do you want to listen to music?"

The scorching sun ahead made Zhao Shu squint his eyes slightly. The girl's smile was so innocent and bright, and unconsciously there were several ripples in his heart.

"Can you play?" Zhao Shu asked.

Bei Sheng Le Rein walked a little slower, walking side by side with Zhao Shu.

He held the young leaf between his lips, held it with one hand, tried blowing it twice, and said, "If you don't blow well, don't laugh at me."

Beisheng, who was born in the countryside, is familiar with playing the leaf flute.

The melodious, long-lasting echoing voice flowed out from her lips. Zhao Shu closed his eyes silently, and the breeze blew on his face, which made him feel happy and relaxed.

I just wish that time would go slower, and go slower...

I just wish this road would be longer, longer...

(End of this chapter)