Chapter 336 Yuan Zuosheng's Love

The red sun is rising, and pieces of gold are slightly swaying, falling on every corner of Bianliang City. The soft spring breeze blows the flowers and plants in the front yard of the house and stirs up bursts of fragrance.

On the street, people are looking forward to it. The vendors who go out of the morning market have taken out their burdens and begin to work for a day's livelihood. In the faint morning light, the sound of hawking is endless, and they are enthusiastically selling pastry cakes and pastry cakes and other food.

On Fu'an Street, 'Chen Jide', as a famous food shop in Bianliang, opened the door to welcome guests after the hour, but the shopkeeper Chen changed the hour half a year ago. Before the time arrived, he got up early.

At this moment, he was scolding the boy with a straight face to clean the shop. Maybe he was too anxious. After many years of nourishing, he ran to the back hall and brought out today's freshly cooked pastries.

Later, I found a food box of vermilion rhododendron and red peony. After carefully wiping it, I carefully put in the lotus cake carved into the plum blossom spitting.

After finishing this, shopkeeper Chen wiped the sweat on his forehead, but saw a piece of white on the cuffs. He immediately stared at the clerk beside him, blaming him for not reminding him, taking the sweat towel handed over by the other party and rubbing it on his face randomly.

"My boss, I'm coming."

At this time, the old servant guarding outside the house hurriedly entered the room and said. Hearing this, the shopkeeper Chen quickly threw the sweat towel aside, put his hand on the bun tied with the jade hairpin, and straightened the dark green jacquard robe on his body. He was sure that his appearance was neat and tidy, so he hurriedly walked out.

"Shopkeeper Chen, what delicious food did you make today?"

Before he crossed the threshold, a gentle and slightly tender voice came from the shopkeeper Chen's ear. He looked up and looked at the person he was waiting for.

Today, the visitor has long hair in a bun, wearing a black-colored butterfly-embroidered golden brocade robe, with an emerald ring hanging around his waist, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a jade-like face, but he is a young man with elegant style.

It's just that there is a faint sadness between his eyebrows and the past, which seems haggard and sad, which makes people feel pity in their hearts.

He sighed secretly. Shopkeeper Chen bent down and saluted. Later, he turned his head to the food box on the table not far away. "It's all ready. Please have a look."

The teenager stepped up, and the man in blue behind him opened the food box, and then the white fog and fragrance also drifted away.

"It looks good, and it's very hot."

Hearing the teenager say this, the shopkeeper Chen hurried forward and whispered, "Yesterday, the prince sent someone to say that the lotus cake was cold, so the little man added a compartment under the food box with some boiling water in it, so that even if the prince is far away, the cake will not cool down soon."

With that, shopkeeper Chen looked up at the teenager. Seeing the sound of appreciation in his eyes, he swallowed his foam, pointed to the exquisite lotus cake and continued, "Son, this time the little man added some spices and fruit crisp to the pastry, which was softer, more fragrant and more fruity than before."

"Good, very good."

The teenager praised, and later said that he had worked hard, so he asked his entourage to give him money and walked to the carriage on the street with the food box.

Manager Chen stood trembling outside the store, and was relieved until the carriage walked into the corner and could not be seen.

He subconsciously wiped his forehead with his sleeves, and then he found that he had unconscious sweat again.

"His Royal Highness is gentle and elegant, which is really my blessing in the Song Dynasty..."

In front of the long street, shopkeeper Chen muttered softly. He has been wandering in Bianliang City for many years. He has seen the Lord of the East Palace several times. Although he glanced at the blessing every time, he still wrote down his appearance.

For the past six months, Zhao Yuanzuo has come to 'Chen Jide' to buy some cakes every morning. At first, he was scared. Later, after a long time, the shopkeeper Chen couldn't estimate the time, so he always opened the door after a long time, changed to Mao Shi to welcome guests.

"Alas, I don't know whose girl is so lucky that she is so infatuated with His Royal Highness."

The auspicious carved carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley. Zhao Yuanzuo got out of the carriage and took the food box. His white hands were placed outside the food box and felt the warmth. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xia Yu, you are waiting here. If you are tired, go to the teahouse opposite the street."

After saying that, Zhao Yuanzuo walked to the depths of the alley with the food box. Xia Yu, the servant in green clothes, clenched the reins and looked at the fading figure, and his eyes were full of fear and gratitude.

In the past six months, His Royal Highness has become a lot, and others may not find it, but his personal servant still clearly feels the difference from the past.

He is modest and polite, and treats people very kindly. Even if he is a servant, he is very caring.

The character seems to be more and more similar to that of Lord Yang.

Thinking of this, Xia Yu couldn't help sighing, frowning together, and deep wrinkles appeared on his forehead. The hand holding the reins was held tighter, and his short nails fell into the meat, but he didn't know it at all.

If one day, there are some things that need someone to do, Xia Yu will rush forward without hesitation. As long as His Royal Highness is not punished, he is willing to do everything.

Is this what the book says that the scholar dies for his confidant?

Xia Yu sighed. As Zhao Yuanzuo's pen and ink eunuch, he had read a lot of books, but it was the first time that such a bloody thing happened to him.

Looking at the familiar figure and walking into the courtyard, Xia Yu took a deep breath, and the very kind face flashed in his mind. He couldn't help sighing, "I really hope those words are all rumors. Lord Yang can come back early, so that His Royal Highness will not be so tired."

In the yard, Zhao Yuanzuo nodded to Zhu Li, who was also used to being an uninvited guest every morning. He squeezed out a smiling face on his sad face and walked aside, picked up the axe and practiced sweating.

In the quiet yard, the sharp axe cut through the fresh morning wind and brought a sharp roar.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Yuanzuo walked into the house without saying anything. These days, he also practiced martial arts in the palace. Although he could not be compared with Zhu Li, at that point, at least he could also protect the courtyard with his sword.

In the room, the cooking smoke curled up into the air and could not be seen by the breeze. Zhao Yuanzuo, who often came here, knew that it was Aunt Zhang's aunt and daughter-in-law making breakfast.

Not long after, Zhang Qian and Li Zhi, dressed in official robes, walked out of the room. When they saw him, they also saluted as usual.

After saying a few words to the two of them, Zhao Yuanzuo saw Luo's girl coming out with Ba Mei, and immediately moved over. He whispered to Luo's woman, put down the food box in his hand, got into the room, and moved out a colorful brocade stool and put it in front of Ba Mei.

"Fish, come on, sit down."

Zhao Yuanzuo said softly, and then went to help the pale eighth sister sit down. The latter hesitated for a moment, looked at him with worries on his face, whispered a thank you, and then sat down.

Looking at the deep eyes, Zhao Yuanzuo's heart was full of sadness. In the past six months, the eighth sister, who had escaped from death, washed her face with tears all day long and became thinner and thinner.

The wind brushed his face, blowing the scattered green silk of Bamei, reflecting the small cheeks, which made him stunned for a moment.

Zhao Yuanzuo also doesn't remember when the weak and stubborn little girl entered his heart. Maybe it was the time to save Yang Shi with her life, or maybe it was the weakness and helplessness of grief for the brother and sister these days.

In a word, Zhao Yuanzuo is convinced that Ba Mei has become a persistence worthy of his life.

"Your Highness, if you come here every day, won't the palace punish you?"

The voice of Bamei made Zhao Yuanzuo come to his senses. The latter smiled awkwardly, "I had nothing to do in the morning. When I got off the morning, I came over. As for reading and writing, I still had free time. By the way, fish, look, what did I bring you?

With that, he took the food box next to him and sent the treasure to Bamei's hand. "This is Chen Jide's latest pastry, with spices and crisps. It tastes delicious. Fish, come and try it quickly."

Looking at Zhao Yuanzuo with an expectant face, Ba Mei finally stretched out her hand, took a piece, put it in her mouth and took a gentle bite. She wanted to put the rest of her hand aside. When she saw Zhao Yuanzuo's happy appearance, she took a few bites and ate it.

"It's really delicious. The fish thanked His Royal Highness."

Seeing that Bamei did not reach out to take the second piece, a trace of loneliness flashed in Zhao Yuanzuo's eyes. He looked up at the desolate Luo girl leaning against the stone table in the courtyard. Her mouth squirmed, but she was speechless.

After staying for a long time, he saw that Ba Mei stopped talking. Zhao Yuanzuo looked at the sky. The sun was bright, the sky was spotless, and several clouds were curled up, and the unknown birds in the sky were flapping their wings and flying into the distance.

It seems to be a good day, but it's just a good day.

Aunt Zhang and Biyue in the kitchen brought out the cooked porridge. Zhao Yuanzuo did not leave for breakfast as usual. On the pretext of returning to the palace for morning class, he hurriedly left.

After he left, Luo's girl stepped forward and hugged Ba Mei in her arms. She said in a tender voice with great pity, "Silly girl, why do you refuse people thousands of miles away from his infatuation?"

There was a trace of sadness on her face. The eighth sister had tears in her eyes and said sadly, "Sister Luo, Yuer is thinking about the sixth brother in her whole heart. How can she think about those things that love me? I don't know if Pai Feng and Brother Cui have found the sixth brother. If the sixth brother doesn't come back, what should Sister Chai do?"

Chai Qingyun has been banned in the princess's mansion by the imperial court. Bamei and Luo's daughter have not seen her for more than ten days. It is not difficult for the two women to guess that Chai Qingyun must be extremely heartbroken at this moment.

Although she is a golden branch and jade leaf, she can't choose the person she loves. For the arrogant Chai Qingyun, it is a heavy blow, which makes her fall straight from the clouds of the rift valley abys.

If only he were here.

Luo's daughter remembered the warm and strong chest again. In her eyes, like Ba Mei, tears came out and leaned her face on Ba Mei's head. "Don't worry, Liulang will come back. Come back to hurt Ba Mei, come back to save Sister Chai, and come back to be with us..."

The voice became weaker and weaker, and finally it was low and audible. The breeze blew by, brushing the flowers and plants, and taking away the two women's low sobs.