012 Encounter

Early after Zuo Liang and Liao Yong visited He Xuan, the carriage sent by the Liao family to pick up He Xuan appeared in front of the courtyard on time.

Looking at this four-wheeled two-horse carriage, He Xuan couldn't help laughing and thought to herself: Are these two masters too forgetful? I said yesterday that the things in this yard are not taken away. Why did you send such a big car? Do they think they will have a lot of personal belongings?

In fact, there are indeed very few things that He Xuan wants to take away: Yu Xiao, Emei thorn, documents for the exam, and the box left by her father and silver tickets. In addition, there are some clothes to take with you. Two small burdens were put in a large rattan box, which was all He Xuan wanted to take away.

The servants sent by the Liao family to help looked at He Xuan with strange eyes and didn't understand why their young master and the young master of the left family cared so much about such a person. However, since they were told to serve carefully and obey everything, they naturally did not dare to slack off. Nothing was done by He Xuan. The servants took the initiative to take over the fence box and then left the yard first.

The servant put the box on the car, and He Xuan led the horse she called "Xialan" to the door of the courtyard. At this time, He Xuan saw a lot of villagers standing in front of her courtyard. Naturally, Qiu Shi and his son are standing in front of the crowd.

"Xiaoxuan. Take care of yourself. Although the young master of the Liao family is kindly invited, if you are not used to living here, come back. I will keep this yard for you. As soon as he saw He Xuan come out, Qiu Shi's father came up and said to He Xuan.

He Xuan nodded and said, "Thank you, Baoda. Thank you for your care over the years, and the younger generation should have come to thank you, but I hope you will forgive me if things happen in a hurry and the etiquette are not good.

At this time, other villagers also gathered around. You said goodbye to He Xuan and told her to take care of yourself.

Over the years, He Xuan and her adoptive father have always thought that the villagers in the village are free to treat, not only without medical treatment, but also for medicine. The villagers were really careless. Occasionally, they sent some firewood, fruit and rice, etc., but they were also politely declined by the father and son. Later, the father and son will find these things at their door from time to time.

Looking at the villagers standing in the warm and cold wind looking at her reluctant eyes, He Xuan couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. In fact, I have never thought about what kind of righteousness it is. Those herbs and other things are just picked up by myself and my godfather when I went up the mountain to practice. But in the eyes of these simple and kind people, they are simply gods who save them from the sea of suffering.

He Xuan said goodbye to the people present as much as possible, then turned over her horse and punched everyone immediately, and then set out for Kyoto with the Liao family's carriage.

Along the way, He Xuan's mind has been thinking about the appearance of the villagers just now, and a sentence that she seemed to understand when her adoptive father was dying: live a good life.

"What exactly is it like to live a good life? Should it be like this? It seems that after being a small rich family with no worries about food and clothing, have you never had any painful and unforgettable memories? Then, find a place to restore your daughter and find someone to marry yourself? But I don't think it's good. Since you want to live a good life, it is naturally good to live according to your own ideas... But what did the adoptive father mean at that time?

Thinking about it, He Xuan has arrived at the gate of Kyoto.

He Xuan got off the horse and still said nothing. She just led the horse and looked at the surrounding crowd.

Time has passed, and now the street is very lively. In addition, the most prosperous street in Kyoto is the only way to the Liao family, so He Xuan can only walk along the way.

Walking forward, He Xuan suddenly saw a very elegant restaurant and looked up. There were three big words "Shengyi Building". There are a lot of people inside, and it seems that they are all candidates who have gone to Beijing to take the exam.

He Xuan was interested for a moment and said to the servants sent by the Liao family, "Please help me send the things and horses to the house first, and then think of this wine house to have a look."

The subordinate looked at the restaurant, nodded with a smile, and then said to He Xuan, "After a while, the prince only walked along this street to the end, then turned east and saw "Xiantingju" and arrived."

He Xuan nodded and said, "I'm tired."

He Xuan looked at herself and put a pair of thorns in her left and right sleeves, with a Yuxiao in her hand. It seems that there is nothing wrong. She touched it in her arms again. Fortunately, the loose silver belt was in her arms. Then, he went straight into the "Route Building".

As soon as Xiao Er saw a guest, he came over happily and asked with a smile on his face, "This gentleman, when I saw your romantic demeanor, he was the one who rushed to the exam in Beijing. Are you a top-notch or a hotel? If it is pointed, there are clean and elegant seats on the second floor; if we live in a shop, we still have several clean upper rooms here. You caught up today. If it's half an hour later, I'm afraid there will be no place. For more than ten years, the champion has lived in our store. You are here to come to the right place!"

After listening to his words, He Xuan just smiled and said, "Take a sharp point and find me a quiet place."

"Good!" The clerk said with a smile, then turned to the upstairs and shouted, "A sharp seat on the second floor is waiting for you--"

Then, lead He Xuan upstairs in front.

When I got upstairs, it was really much quieter than downstairs. The clerk led He Xuan to a place near the building, and then asked with a smile, "Son, do you think it's okay here?"

He Xuan nodded and put Xiao on the table before she sat down.

"Well, what are you going to eat?" The man asked.

He Xuan thought for a moment and said, "When I first came here, I'd better ask the store to help me think about it. Just two or three pieces of light and delicate dishes. Another pot of West Lake Longjing.

"Good. Sir, please wait a moment.

As he spoke, the man went downstairs.

He Xuan looked around.

There are only seven or eight tables on the second floor, and only five or six people sit around two or three tables. It seems that they should be candidates who take the exam in Beijing, but their clothes are obviously different from those downstairs. At this time, these people were shaking their heads and talking about something. He Xuan looked at them and couldn't help picking up the corners of her mouth and laughing at the sourness of these people.

She looked out of the window again and felt that it was better to see the peddlers outside than these scholars soaked in vinegar jars.

At this time, He Xuan was looking at the gap between a young man dressed in soap and saw that he was not an ordinary family. After seeing that he was not an ordinary family, the young man was also looking up and saw He Xuan.

When He Xuan saw that someone noticed her, she nodded slightly and apologized for her abruptness. The man just smiled and didn't seem to care.

At this time, the clerk put He Xuan's food on it. He Xuan looked at the dish the man brought for himself: the first one was Longjing shrimp, followed by soup soaked crab powder steamed buns on the table, and finally put the pot of Longjing on the table.

Looking at these foods, He Xuan smiled and asked, "Man, why are they all southern dishes?"

"The prince said that he likes light dishes. The master of the shop is the best at making southern dishes, and the small one looks light. If the prince doesn't like..."

"Oh, no. Very good. Thank you for your hard work."

When the man saw that He Xuan was satisfied, he turned around and left happily.

He Xuan looked at these two foods and thought of her adoptive father. Tao Yizhi is a southerner, and these two dishes are also his favorite. Thinking of this, He Xuan couldn't help but feel sad.

Suddenly, He Xuan heard footsteps and someone came upstairs. When He Xuan looked up, it was the prince who had just been downstairs. He Xuan quickly withdrew her eyes. Just now, she was already a little abrupt. If she still stared at the other party at this time, it would inevitably make the other party feel that she was out of place.

What He Xuan didn't expect was that the prince went straight to his table. She raised her head unexpectedly and looked at the person, her eyes full of doubts.

I saw someone hugging his fist and said, "In Xianan Xianzhen, this box is polite."

He Xuan stood up, returned the gift to the son who claimed to be Han Xian, and then asked with a smile, "He Xuan, I don't know what Mr. Nan has any advice."

"There is no advice. It's just that I just met my virtuous brother and seemed to have known each other, so I took the liberty to come to ask for trouble.

"What did Mr. Nan say? He just entered Beijing and has no friends. Since Brother Han doesn't dislike it, he might as well sit down."

Mr. Nan was also polite. After He Xuan's concession, he really sat down. When he sat down, He Xuan noticed that there were four people standing behind him. It seemed that he knew that it should be a guard or something.

He Xuan smiled lightly and thought to herself: It seems that this Mr. Nan is not just a prince. Although she thought so, she didn't say anything.

Mr. Nan said to the attendants behind him, "You can also find a table to eat something."

Hearing this, the four people found a seat at the table next to them.

"He Xiandi rests in this Shengyi Building, but is the examinee who participates in the big game today?" Mr. Nan asked with a smile, revealing two shallow dimples.

"Yes."

After listening to He Xuan's words, Mr. Nan smiled faintly and said, "But Brother Xian is very different from others."

"Oh? How to say this?" He Xuan raised her eyebrows and asked.

"The virtuous brother is not at all that disgusting sour and fake vinegar." Mr. Nan said without hesitation. Although this sentence was not high, it also attracted the attention of others.

He Xuan smiled and thought to herself that Mr. Nan was straightforward and completely ignored other people's strange eyes.