Bamboo Raw Huaian

Chapter 14

Since Zhou Fan's death, Elder Ge took the opportunity to build up momentum repeatedly, pouring dirty water on the prince overtly and secretly.

For so many years, the prince has acted ruthlessly, but his talent and loyalty are obvious to all. Public opinion is groundless, so it can't affect anything.The prince also didn't seem to take it seriously, and just dealt with a few leaders.

It's just that Thirteen can feel that Mr. Ge is waiting.

The three became tigers, and Ge Lao was waiting for an opportunity to shake the foundation of Huai'an King and eradicate him in one fell swoop.

Thirteen thoughts, what I think of, the prince will definitely think of.But there has been no action.

The prince is also waiting.

But now that the lord has lost his advantage, the best result is to restrain the old man, so what can we wait for?

Thirteen felt a little uneasy.

He only wished that he could find a way out for the prince, so in recent days, he has been paying more attention to various news.The prince didn't stop him either, instead he seemed to be pampering him, teaching him to recognize his contacts a little bit.

The autumn rain has passed, and it is getting colder every day.

Thirteen was living in the Nanfeng Pavilion in the early years, day and night turned upside down, and his body was severely deficient. These days, although he was habitually supported by the palace from top to bottom, he didn't suffer any grievances, but it was an old disease after all. It will be difficult to recuperate for a while, and the bones of the body are always weaker than others.

The prince knew that Thirteen was afraid of the cold, so he ordered people to prepare a fox fur cloak early.It's just that Shisan thinks the cloak is too slow and unsuitable, so he refuses to wear it.

Until the past few days, sitting at the desk all day long, it seemed that the cold air came out of the bones.He was so cold that he finally obediently put on his cloak.

Thirteen was wrapped in thick fox fur, laughing at himself, his body was now more delicate than the ladies in the capital.

……

He sat in front of the case all morning, and when it was almost noon, the prince came in from the outside, seeing the letter papers spread all over the case, he knew that this person was sitting here again for a long time.

The sourness in his heart seemed to overflow, the prince closed his eyes, and sighed silently for a long time.

When he walked to Shisan's side, his expression was already normal.Unable to explain, she pulled him up, rubbed his stiff shoulders and neck, and teased him: "Mr. Shisan works hard every day, and the emperor will feel ashamed of himself."

Thirteen pursed her lips and stared at him with bent phoenix eyes: "What nonsense is your Highness talking about?"

The prince smiled and gently kissed the top of his hair. "Don't dare in the future, Mr. Shisan, please forgive me." He said again, "Is the matter over?"

Thirteen lowered her eyes and shook her head lightly: "I've done everything that can be done, and I can't think of anything else."

"That's right, change your clothes and go out for a walk with me."

Thirteen turned around after hearing the words, only to find that the prince had changed into a blue gown, his whole body was put away, and he looked like a son of a scholarly family.

He was startled: "Where is Your Highness going?"

Looking at him, the prince knew that he was thinking about the twists and turns of the situation in the court. He rubbed his hair in front of him helplessly, and said, "Tea shop, tavern, bamboo forest business road, where can I go?"

Thirteen was chased away by the prince, and hurriedly put on a robe.When I went out, I didn't take a sedan chair, just walked slowly on the street.

He grew up in Suzhou, and was sent to the Nanfeng Pavilion as soon as he came to the capital. He had no chance to go out, and later he entered the Huai'an Palace. Eye.

Counting it, this is the first time that I can really see what the street looks like while walking.

The prince dragged Shisan along Zhuque Avenue, and he chatted with him when he saw vendors setting up stalls, performers, poets, and wine-tasters along the way.

There are stories about the stalls on Zhuque Street, who opened them, what they sell, when they opened, etc.If you go further west, those tea-horse roads do not have these rules, and it will be a different scene.

There is something to be said about those people who taste wine and compare poems.I have seen a lot, as long as I look at the poem, the wine, and the land, the identity and background of the poet can be seen at a glance.

It is said that every early winter, many Hu merchants from the Western Regions can still be seen on Suzaku Street.The winter in the Northwest is extremely cold, and there is little to eat. They have to exchange all the winter food before the heavy snow has not closed the road.

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a faint sound of "ding ding dong dong" coming from the front.

The prince stopped talking and calmed down to recognize the voice.

Thirteen looked at him puzzled, and was about to make a question when he saw the man's lips curled up, his eyes gleaming, and he didn't speak, pulling him towards the source of the voice in a hurry.

Thirteen was shaken by the young man's anger in that smile, even though all kinds of thoughts and plans were pressed in his heart, he couldn't help but be infected by such a smile, and ran forward along the strength in his hands.

While running, I suddenly felt a chill on my face.

He froze for a moment, stretched out his free hand to catch it in the air, and then heard the voice of the prince coming from beside him, with a smile, he said in a low voice: "It's snowing."

It was only a few street corners, but the snow quickly fell heavily.

They didn't feel much when they were running, but after the two of them slowed down, they suddenly felt cold.

In the overwhelming snowflakes, Shisan quietly shivered.

In the next second, the prince opened his cloak and wrapped Shisan into his arms.

So Shisan was surrounded by the prince's body temperature, smelling the unique sandalwood fragrance on the man's body, his ears felt a little hot.

Xiao Xiao said: "Your Highness..."

Waxy.

The prince lowered his voice and laughed, kissed the top of his hair and motioned him to look forward.

A few bearded businessmen stood there, wearing narrow-sleeved boots, yelling in official Chinese with a strong accent.The side is full of objects such as animal skins and dried meat.

Next to it are some khaki animals.

The head is like a monkey, the eyes are like a snake, but it has a mouth like a rabbit, the whole body is covered with thick long hair, and there are two bulges on its back, and the goods are placed between the two bulges.

Five of these animals were tied in a string, and a bell was hung around the neck of the head, and as it moved, the bell jingled.

Thirteen blinked.

He should have read about it in a book, but he has never seen it in real life.Therefore, with some hesitation, he tilted his head and asked the prince: "This is... a camel?"

"Hmm." The prince encouraged him with a smile, "Come closer and have a look?"

Thirteen looked at the prince, and bent his eyes.

Then he turned his head and ran out like a rabbit.

The prince was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled helplessly, watching the man trot towards the camel team like a child, picked the one that was pleasing to the eye, squatted down, and touched the long hair on his back.

The small hand, like a white lotus root, opened, and as soon as it was pressed into the fur, the whole palm sank in.

Satisfied by the warmth inside, the child squinted his eyes, turned his head and waved at him.

let him pass.

The prince walked over and wrapped the man in the cloak again, watching the child in his arms pull out a hand from the cloak, and repeatedly showed him the miracle of burying the whole hand in the camel's hair.

The prince watched him reach out, withdraw his hand, extend his hand again, and withdraw his hand again.

I endured it again and again, but I couldn't hold it back anymore. I buried my face in his neck and laughed softly, as if I wanted to say something.

Finally, I held back and just called him: "Thirteen..."

Shisan flinched from the scorching breath near his ear, suddenly paused, and suddenly realized what stupid thing he had done.I want to explain it, but I really feel that there is nowhere to explain what I did.

So he froze in place, letting the crimson color spread from his neck to the tips of his ears in a self-defeating manner.

The prince laughed even louder.

Before Shisan was about to turn into anger, the Hu businessman next to him noticed the two of them, walked over enthusiastically, and asked in Dawei official dialect mixed with dialect if he wanted to see his fur.

Thirteen was saved.Although he was still more interested in living furry things, he resolutely followed Hu Shang to see the woolen stuff.

The businessman enthusiastically introduced his woolen materials, Shisan listened and looked around curiously.

Suddenly there was a burst of burnt aroma.

Thirteen was hungry, and asked the merchant what he was doing.

That Hu Shang was a very honest man, he stroked his felt hat in embarrassment when he heard this, and said that it was his wife who was cooking for them.

He said again: "If you want to taste it, young master, I will take you there."

Thirteen nodded happily, pulled the prince, and followed the man into the camel caravan.

When I walked in, I first smelled a strong burnt aroma, and then I saw a large iron pot with potatoes and sweet potatoes baked in it.A woman from the Northwest, leaning on her camel with her back and holding a big tattered umbrella, was stirring frying in front of an iron pan.

The snow was falling too much for the umbrella to cover, so scattered snowflakes floated into the hot iron pan, and with a "sting" sound, they became a cloud of white air.

The man said a few words to the woman in his native dialect, and the woman nodded, then took out a few potatoes from the bag and put them in the pot, and sprinkled the finished ones with a lot of cumin and chili noodles, Pack it with oiled paper, compact it, and hand it to Shisan with a smile.

Thirteen took it, a big bag full, fragrant and hot to the touch.

Busily padded his sleeves, all as a hand stove.

After thinking about it, I felt that I couldn't just take advantage of others.He turned his head to discuss with the prince, and shared the cakes he bought along the way with them.

Saying goodbye to the businessman, Thirteen impatiently opened the oiled paper bag, took one of the burnt and crispiest ones, and put them in the prince's mouth first.

As if asking for credit, he hurriedly asked, "Is it delicious?"

The prince also picked one and sent it to his mouth.

Thirteen bites, crispy and warm, with a mouthful of chili noodles.