Zhang Lang listened to the report in the lobby, and then returned to the backyard. He went to find Yan Yuyao. The maid said, "Madam and Mrs. Diao Chan are going to choose Kabuki!" Zhang Lang so he went to find Dong Ying, but Dong Ying was not there. Maybe he went to the military camp outside the city. He went to find the Li sisters, but the maid in the room told him: "The two ladies accompanied the two ladies to choose Kabuki!"

Zhang Lang was very depressed. The huge yard was empty. He looked up at the bright sky and decided to go out for a walk. Think about it, it had been a long time since he went shopping. It would be great if there was a woman with him!

Zhang Lang didn't notify the guards and walked towards the door leisurely.

As soon as I came out of the door, I met Dong Ying head-on.

When Dong Ying saw Zhang Lang, her eyes were happy, "Brother." She turned over and got off the horse and ran to Zhang Lang. Zhang Lang smiled and pretended to be complaining: "I ran to the military camp early in the morning and didn't accompany my elder brother!" Dong Ying wrinkled her beautiful Qiong Nose and said jealously: "You have so many wives, Miss! You don't need me at all!"

Zhang Lang said angrily: "Nonsense! Each of you is indispensable to me!"

Dong Ying was very moved and looked at Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang held Dong Ying's slender hand and "accompany me to go shopping on the street."

Dong Ying's eyes lit up, "Okay!" She turned her head and gave instructions to the female soldiers. The female soldiers clasped their fists and agreed, looking at their female general and Zhang Lang with envy.

Zhang Lang held Dong Ying's hand and walked slowly on the street. Suddenly, he felt like he had returned to modern society, holding his girlfriend's hand and pressing the road! An old farmer carrying a load of vegetables suddenly popped up in front of him. Zhang Lang's thoughts immediately returned to reality and couldn't help but sigh. I'm afraid I can't go back to my hometown in this life!

When Dong Ying saw Zhang Lang sighing, she asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Brother?"

Zhang Lang shook his head and smiled at her, "It's nothing, I just remember some past events!" Dong Ying smiled and thought to herself: It seems that she has never heard from her elder brother talk about her hometown. I wonder what the elder brother in the past looks like? Thinking of the few children who were playing chasing and fighting near the city gate just now when she returned to the city, she couldn't help but smile: Is the elder brother the same?

The two of them walked out of Zhuque Street with their hands and walked onto the most prosperous South Street. Their appearances of holding hands often attracted the slanting glances around them.

Zhang Lang saw a teahouse not far away, so he said to Dong Ying, "Let's go to the teahouse to have a seat?" Dong Ying didn't care. As long as he could stay with her elder brother, it would be enough. "Well." Dong Ying nodded.

The two walked into the teahouse, and Dr. Tea immediately came up and sat down by the window on the second floor. Zhang Lang casually ordered a pot of tea and a few snacks. Dr. Tea immediately went down to arrange the arrangement.

Dong Ying glanced around and saw a table of people talking while drinking tea. She felt very novel. She smiled and said to Zhang Lang, "It's so interesting here!" Zhang Lang asked with a smile, "Have you never been to the teahouse in the past?" Dong Ying shook her head and frowned slightly, "I used to think these places were boring!" Zhang Lang smiled, "It's really boring. These teahouses were originally for boring people to get rid of the incident." Dong Ying smiled, "Then aren't we boring people too?" Zhang Lang laughed. Suddenly, she held Dong Ying's slender hand and said softly, "It's not boring to have you by her side." Dong Ying turned a little red and gave Zhang Lang a blank look.

"Here!" Dr. Tea came over with a pot of good tea and a few snacks. He put the tea and the snacks on it and said, "Use it slowly." Then he went to greet other guests.

Zhang Lang picked up the teacup, scalded it with tea, squirted it, then filled it with a cup, and put it in front of Dong Ying. Dong Ying pursed her lips and smiled, "There is a great general who pours tea for me, but the emperor probably doesn't have such treatment!" Zhang Lang poured himself a cup of tea and said, "Of course, how can the emperor compete with you? You are my wife!" Dong Ying smiled happily, picked up the tea and took a sip, frowned slightly, "It's not good to drink."

Zhang Lang smiled and said, "How can the tea here be compared with the ones at home? Drinking tea here is not actually for the sake of drinking tea!"

Dong Ying put down the teacup and looked at Zhang Lang curiously.

Zhang Langchao, a middle-aged scholar who was talking about the mountains, whispered, and smiled and said, "The most interesting thing about drinking tea here is actually listening to tea lovers discussing current affairs."

Dong Ying listened carefully. He only heard a tea chef at the table next to him flew and said: "Today, the heroes will rise together, and I think the world will eventually be our general, Yuan Shao, and Cao Cao!" Dong Ying smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Lang, with his expression as if he was saying: They are talking about you!

Keep listening. Another tea chef said, "Brother Deng said one less person, you forgot Sun Jian! Sun Jian is in the south of the Yangtze River and has recently annexed several counties in southern Jingzhou. In my opinion, Sun Jian's military strength is no less than the above three! These four people will inevitably fight in a row in the future, and the world will be peaceful!" The tea chefs nodded in a deep sense.

"When it comes to our general, there are many romantic events!" A scholar with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek suddenly said.

Everyone would smile. A young man echoed: "It's not bad. Speaking of these romantic affairs, it's very exciting!"

Zhang Lang was a little uncomfortable, and Dong Ying looked at Zhang Lang with annoyance.

The young man smiled and said, "No need to say a few ladies, it is said that the female adults under the general have an affair with the general!" Everyone laughed, and they smiled very despicable.

Zhang Lang glared at the young man and cursed to himself: I'll treat you, an immortal! What's hard to say, but I just talk about this!

"I've had a glimpse of that Lord Huang Yueying not long ago on the street. Good! That's the look and temperament, it's not an exaggeration to say that she is a fairy descending to earth!"

"Are you more beautiful than the ladies?" someone asked curiously.

The young man opened the folding fan with a snap, pretended to be handsome, and smiled and said, "Chunlan and autumn chrysanthemums are good at playing the game, but who is more beautiful in the club?"
Chapter completed!