First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 121 Young Master Zhaodu (two more)

  Gu Jiao woke up before dawn. After washing, she went to feed Xiaojingkong's chicks first.

  Chicks are almost growing into big chickens nowadays, and they will crow occasionally. If no one gets up, they won’t fight.

There is a small market near   , which is in a different direction from Guozijian, and it is also very fast to walk.

  Gu Jiao carried the basket on her back and went to the small bazaar.

  "Buns—fresh and delicious buns—" a vendor yelled.

  Gu Jiao walked over and asked him, "How much is a bun?"

  The hawker saw the birthmark on her face, but he didn't show the slightest strangeness. He was indeed a Beijinger, so it's not surprising.

  The hawker smiled and said, "One big meat bun with three texts and two brown sugar buns with three texts! How many girls do you want?"

  The buns are very big, and one is almost full. Gu Jiao took out the food box from the small back basket: "Eight meat buns, four sugar buns."

  They eat meat buns, but sugar buns are small and empty.

  Four of them don’t know if he can get enough, the little guy’s appetite is a bit surprising.

   "Okay! Thirty articles in total! Give you a steamed bun!" The vendor installed the steamed buns and steamed buns for Gu Jiao.

   "Thank you." Gu Jiao paid the money and went to buy pots and pans and other kitchen utensils, followed by firewood.

  The firewood in Beijing is not cheap. A bundle of firewood with ten copper plates can burn about two to three days at the rate of firewood in their home.

  Gu Jiao asked for two bundles of firewood, and then asked how to sell the charcoal.

The hawker selling firewood said: "Does the girl want black charcoal or silver charcoal? Black charcoal costs five cents a catty, and silver charcoal costs twenty cents a catty."

  "Silver charcoal is so expensive?"

The hawker selling firewood laughed and said, "Silver charcoal is easy to use!"

  This is the big truth. Black charcoal is not only intolerant of burning, but also smoky. In contrast, silver charcoal is much more resistant to burning, and there is no smoke.

  Finally, Gu Jiao bought one hundred catties of silver charcoal for seventeen cents a catty.

  The hawker drove the mule and delivered the firewood and silver charcoal to the door by himself.

  Xiao Liulang has gotten up and has cleaned up the stove. He is cleaning the backyard at the moment. His movements are very light and he hasn't awakened anyone.

   "Morning." Gu Jiao said hello.

   "Morning." Xiao Liulang nodded.

  Gu Jiao directly asked the vendor to move the firewood and silver charcoal to the stove.

After the hawker left, Gu Jiao walked over and took the broomstick from Xiao Liulang: "I'll come on, you go and sort the box."

  This time in Beijing, Gu Jiao, the old lady, Gu Yan, and Gu Xiaoshun didn’t have much luggage, but Xiao Liulang and Xiao clear space were full of large boxes. Xiao Liulang's main thing is books, the small clearance is the things brought back from the temple, of course, there are his seven chicks.

   "Okay." Xiao Liulang turned and went to the study.

  After a while, Gu Jiao brought him two steaming dumplings with big meat: "You eat first, I'll make some millet porridge."

  "Have you eaten yet?" Xiao Liulang stopped her.

   "Not yet." Gu Jiao shook her head.

  She wanted to say that I can eat the porridge as much as I can. Unexpectedly, Xiao Liulang pushed the plate forward: "Let's eat together."

  Gu Jiao thought for a while: "Okay."

  Since the family grew up, the two of them have not eaten alone for a long time. The most recent time was at the inn in town, but that was also half a year ago.

  The two sat face to face, as if returning to the original days.

  Gu Jiao laughed.

   "What are you laughing at?" Xiao Liulang asked.

  Gu Jiao held the big meat bun in her hand: “Laughing when I asked you to eat for the first time, do you think I’ve been poisoned and never dared to eat it?”

   "I didn't." Xiao Liulang denied it.

  Gu Jiao suddenly leaned over and stared at his handsome face close at hand: "Aren't you afraid of my poisoning now?"

  Is it too hard to trust me?

  When Gu Jiao was complacent, he saw Xiao Liulang look at the bun in his hand complicatedly, and then he took Gu Jiao's bun over and gave his own bun to Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiao: "..."

  The two had breakfast, and the family hadn't woken up yet. Xiao Liulang was going to report to the Imperial College. Gu Jiao estimated that they were going to sleep until noon, so he sent Xiao Liulang to the Imperial College.

  Guozijian officially opened in late October, and now some students have come to report one after another. Some are local in Beijing, and some come from other places like Xiao Liulang.

  The regular supervised students of Guozijian do not need to pay for repairs. All expenses are paid by the imperial court, including the dormitory and food of the supervised students, and are also allocated from the imperial government's finances.

  Xiao Liulang reports to the School Affairs Office today and can go back. Of course, he can stay in the Imperial College for self-study if he wants to.

  Guozijian has the largest collection of books in Zhaoguo, otherwise it will not become a holy place that all scholars dream of.

  Gu Jiao is waiting for him outside the Imperial College.

  The busy traffic in front of her made Gu Jiao feel very fresh.

  It turns out that this is the capital city. It is really different from the county seat. The road is much wider. From time to time, several horse-drawn carriages pass by. The girls on the road wear veils, but few show up like Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiao was looking energetically. Suddenly, the crowd rushed towards one place. Everyone was standing on both sides of the street, looking in the direction of one of them.

  The location where Gu Jiao was standing was not far from the street. She was squeezed to the side, and she was stepped on her foot.

   "Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The culprit hurriedly apologized to Gu Jiao.

   is a kid dressed up as a scholar, but regardless of his appearance or the deliberately lowered voice, he can tell that the other party is actually a girl.

   looks pretty.

   "I'm really sorry! I didn't mean it!" The little scholar who pretended to be a man rushed to Gu Jiao.

  Gu Jiao didn't take it seriously.

  She gave in later.

  But the people behind did not give her a chance at all.

  She was blocked in the center by the crowd, unable to advance or retreat.

  The little scholar kept squeezing forward, but she was too weak to squeeze to the front row.

   She gave up resistance, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked Gu Jiao: "Girl, what's wrong with your face?"

  Gu Jiao calmly said: "Birthmark."

   "Ah..." The little scholar hurriedly covered his mouth, "I thought it was rouge, yes, yes, sorry."

  Gu Jiao didn't care about her unintentional offense.

  She felt sorry for herself. She was embarrassed enough to bump into someone, but she stepped on her, and she said the wrong thing and poke the pain in her—

Ugh!

  She really never sinned one day!

  The little scholar looked at Gu Jiao and said, "Girl, you're not from Beijing, aren't you? The accent doesn't sound like."

  Gu Jiao: "Yeah."

  The young scholar said again: "Did you also make a special trip to see the princess?"

  Gu Jiao said weirdly: "What concubine?"

  Xiaoshusheng stared apricots and said, "Princess Concubine? You came here so early to wait. Didn’t you just hear that the Concubine, returning from praying for blessings, would pass by the gate of the Imperial College?

  Gu Jiao shook her head: "I don't know the princess, I don't look at her."

The little scholar took a sigh of relief: "Who, who came to see her because he knew her? Can ordinary people like us know the princess? Don’t you just want to see her and admire her from a distance? Can you tell me about her appearance?"

  Gu Jiao said seriously: "I have never heard of her, and I don't adore her."

  "Are you from Zhaoguo? Have you never heard of the prince?"

The little scholar’s ​​voice was so loud that everyone around them looked at them one after another. Everyone looked at Gu Jiao with incredible eyes. He was obviously the same as the little scholar. It’s strange how anyone in the world didn’t know the Princess of Zhaoguo. ?

  While speaking, someone in the crowd suddenly yelled: "The princess is here—the princess is here—"

   Along with his exchange, the crowd violently commotion.

Hundreds of the Guards came riding on iron hoofs. They were like a huge formation, surrounding the princess's carriage. The people didn't even see the wheels of the carriage, and the Guards escorted the princess's honor guard to disappear. In the street.

  The crowd dispersed.

  The little scholar looked at the back of the vanishing guard cavalry, and stamped his feet with anger: "Oh, I didn't watch it again! Is it easy for me to come out? I get up so early for nothing!"

  Leaving the dense crowd, Gu Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.

  She is really not used to being so close to strangers.

   Seeing that Gu Jiao was not upset and angry, the young scholar asked curiously: "You really didn't come to see the princess?"

  Gu Jiao said calmly: "I said I am not."

  The little scholar asked: "Why?"

  Gu Jiao said, "I've said it too."

  The little scholar said: "Have you really never heard of her?"

  Gu Jiao glanced at her speechlessly.

  The princess is the person most admired by the young scholars, and she will never allow anyone in the world to have heard of her!

The young scholar is very serious about Gu Jiao's popular science: "Do you know who the princess is? She is the most outstanding woman in the whole Zhao country. No man in the world does not like her, and no woman does not envy her. You know how big the dealer is. Is the gifted Zhuang Xianzhi? She used to be the teacher of the princess, do you know who the person who went to school with her is? Xiaohou Lord Zhaodu!"

  Gu Jiao looked at her calmly.

  The young scholar exploded his hair: "Isn’t it? Don’t tell me you don’t know who is Zhaodu Xiaohou! Xiaohou! Young man offering wine!"

  Gu Jiao thought for a while: "Oh, I've heard it."

  A long time ago, Xiao Qin Xianggong did not know where he got a painting, and said it was Xiao Hou's calligraphy, but Xiao Liulang said no.

  This was the only time she had heard of Master Zhaodu Xiaohou before.

The little scholar slapped his forehead: "God, good, did you jump out of a rock? How can you not know the little Houye, and the prince? One of them is the first young man in the Zhao Kingdom One is the first talented girl in the Zhao Kingdom. She grew up with a childhood sweetheart and made a marriage contract. After the death of Xiaohouye, the princess kept his festival for three years. Only this year did she accept his majesty’s marriage to the prince as his wife. Such a legendary deed , Haven't you heard of it?"

  (End of this chapter)