"Come to Xiao Er, saddle me!"

"Go! Son, Madam, you two are resting while the younger one is ready."

Zhang Yang had no choice but to admit it. He didn't expect that he had come to ancient times, and he was forced to pay the tuition fee just like modern society went to a strange city. It was really unreasonable.

But there is nothing to say. Let’s not say that the money has been paid and there is really no place to buy horses in this place. You must know that it’s not easy to go to the barracks. After all, it’s OK, it’s not, and I guess I want to buy one. Good ones will also be pitted. It's really a dark heart. Some businessmen like this are the same no matter what era they are in.

The same is true in modern times, and also in ancient times. The main thing is that there is a problem of being deceived, and there is no way to need it! There is only the option of being stupid and having more money. Zhang Yang can think clearly. Naturally, he can only think of it simply, and it can be regarded as comforting himself. Otherwise, what can he really do? No one can help, no!

"Let's sit down and set off later." Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly. He saw the boss enter the teahouse with a pretentious expression, and then looked at the little second who was happy to saddle his busy horses.

Zhang Yang couldn't say anything, he could only look at the back of the profiteer boss, and curse viciously in his heart: "I wish you a hat of forgiveness in the future, huh, profiteer!"

Zhang Yang and Qingchen sat at the table beside the door, and Xiao Er continued to saddle Zhang Yang and Qingchen. At this time, Qingchen poured a cup of tea for Zhang Yang and handed it to Zhang Yang said with relief in front of him: "Okay, it's already like this, so don't think about it! And it's enough to be entangled when we go down the mountain. ’

"No... it's not your money! And, I should really listen to your suggestion when I was in Chengdu, it would be better to go to the horse dealers, now I have two old horses, they are still so expensive! Mad, I I feel really upset in my heart. I want to hit someone. I really trust others too much."

Zhang Yang told the truth and was still a little bit sorry. He looked so angry and was very angry. He wanted to rush in and beat up the boss, but Qingchen at this time, just smiled softly for himself when he had a cup of tea. Don't worry, money! Don't you want to go to the capital to find a friend and say that you can live in a place temporarily? Then it is important for us to hurry, as for the other things, let's forget it!"

"Anyway, that person promised me that if I can't go down and go to the capital, this buddy friend will help me, and I don't know how long I will stay! ... Naturally, I need a place to live. Jinling is the capital of Ming Dynasty. It's very prosperous, since I don't know how much time I want to stay, I must find a prosperous place, no!" Zhang Yang thought clearly.

Because I don’t know when and how long to leave until now. I don’t think it’s not necessarily a hundred years later. Isn’t it a game of balls, and publicity is still a traverser who is not affected by the passage of time? This is the key point, so I definitely need something In a place where you live and live, you need one thing every day to eat and drink, and that is money.

It's really hard, Zhang Yang thinks about it, it's good to have all gone through this time, and I have to worry about the future of setting up my life, and I don't know what is the benefit of going through it up to now? There was a murder weapon in his body, but he didn't have any farts.

——The worst traversal in history, there is no one, and I clearly don’t know where to go. The current situation is all based on the feeling of publicity, that is, it is very simple not to stay in Emei. The clues can only come out, although publicity I don't know what kind of awesome existence allows myself to travel continuously.

But one thing about publicity is definitely that I will not let myself idle, and once something is done, I can cross again without thinking about publicity, or even go back! ! ! Thinking of this, every time I think about it, there is still a little excitement! The impulse that can't be suppressed is not the longing for going home.

"Master and Madam, your horses are completely healed! Please be careful on the road and follow the official road. If you are active, you will be able to reach the Jinling boundary three or four days later."

The shop Xiaoer installed the saddles on Zhang Yang and Qingchen's horses, and ran over and said respectfully. And the look on the face is very happy, this is probably inseparable from the twelve taels of silver that has just been rewarded, which is more than a year for ordinary people to eat and drink.

Zhang Yang doesn't like being confronted like this, but Zhang Yang is not used to being an uncle. There is no other way but to do so. Otherwise, if he lowers his status in this era, he will cause a lot of troubles related to "secular etiquette". It's up, Zhang Yang is the most troublesome in his life, but compared with the previous one, it is estimated that he can only go to the countryside and do what he likes. Zhang Yang waved his hand at this time and said: "Well, I know that Xiao Er will go down, busy with you."

"Qingchen, let's hurry up! It's noon at this time, maybe we can walk that way."

"okay!"

Qingchen and Zhang Yang turned on their horses and drove them away, "Drive! Drive!", while the horses were also riding forward. At this time, Xiaoer from the shop still looked at these two great wealth gods with joy and gratitude. Leaving with the benefactor, I didn’t forget to peek at the silver couple who had just been rewarded by the public. They seemed to be unfinished. Looking at the two people riding away in the distance, they did not forget to mutter: "I really don’t know. In the future, I will not be able to run into this kind of lavish son! — A good man has a safe life, I can go home and marry Xiaohuahua.

"Hurry in and work, brat!"

"Here, the shopkeeper! Here comes it."

...

The Emei School, at the Golden Summit of Emei, tomorrow will be the head of the ceremony.

"Are you gone? Your junior sister, there is that person."

"Well, Senior Sister Ding, just like you thought, that bad guy kidnapped Senior Sister Qingchen and ran away!...I'm so angry, I want to catch this big bad guy back, and kidnapped my senior sister.

On such an important day, the younger sister, too, ran with him. I really don’t know what she thinks. This time there was news from Wudang that Brother Xiang Jiuchen seemed to be taking a message from Zhang Zhenren to attend this time. The ceremonial ceremony seems to be talking about the juniors. "

"...Oh, forget it! I can't keep these two people, because one is instinct, the other is infatuated, and has gotten what he wanted, how can I not let it go! It's up to the two, tomorrow You and I have to prepare for the grand ceremony!

The current Emei faction can’t be distracted anymore. As for Zhang Gongzi and Qingchen, we will find it again in the future, and I think I know that he took his junior sister there. It must be the white-clothed man in front of Mount Emei that day...Jin Yiwei Lieutenant of the Purple Banner. "..

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