The next day, just as dawn broke out, the house in Yangliu Lane became lively.

Mrs. Lu Wei and Lu Wei were in the kitchen to make pancakes and steam buns, preparing today's breakfast and dry food on the road. After all, it was a disaster year. After leaving Xi'an Prefecture, I don't know where I can sell food.

Mr. Lu directed Sanfu and Shizhu to carry out the already prepared cage. Everyone was talking and laughing. Some carried bags, some carried quilts, and some carried utensils, and some carried utensils. They shuttled back and forth between the hall and their respective wings, packing their luggage.

Another old Cangtou came in outside and reported, "The horse dealer is here!"

They are not qualified to ask the Dusi Yamen to issue inspections, so they cannot enjoy the treatment of staying in the post station and using the post station carriages and horses. How to go to Zhangye, they have to find a way. Jin Yuanbao asked the horses who were driving the carriage to help buy a few horses and buy a big carriage back.

Hearing the report, he threw down his work and called Sanfu of Dama: "Go and see with me. Don't let someone pretend to be bad. Otherwise, you have to go to Zhangye."

"How can that be?" Sanfu smiled and went out with Jin Yuanbao. "I dare not say anything else. I can't tell you how to look at the kung fu, but Master Jiu personally taught me. If I was all out of my mind, it would not be unfair to suffer the loss."

Yang Yucheng laughed loudly after hearing this. But as soon as he laughed twice, he hugged his head and sat on the Taishi chair, shouting "Asen": "Get me in the kitchen to ask for some vinegar." He muttered, "Damn, this wine is really strong."

Asen left.

Mr. Lu laughed loudly.

Yang Yucheng was uncomfortable and angry. Looking at the things in the room, he couldn't help but shout, "Why didn't you see that guy Zheng San? We left in the afternoon. He had to come out and show off and help him!"

Mr. Lu also felt a little strange, but he still said with the idea of ​​calming down the situation: "Or maybe if there is something delayed."

As the two were talking, Zhao Ling wore a lilac colored lace with a belt, walked out cleanly and told Yang Yucheng: "You go to Baoqing Silver House now and get two thousand taels of silver. Miss Fu has something to use!"

"Ah!" Yang Yucheng opened his mouth wide, glanced at the room full of things, and said in trouble, "Go now?"

Zhao Ling nodded: "Go now." Then he said to Mr. Lu: "Wait later, you go out with Miss Fu and see what Miss Fu has ordered and bought something..." He pondered, "If it is just a few dozen taels of silver, please be happy. If it is hundreds or thousands of taels, please help see if it is true or false. Then... If Miss Fu is going to the temple, find someone to report me a letter!"

Fu Tingyun left happily last night, but he tossed and turned and didn't fall asleep for the middle of the night. After thinking about it, he was worried that she was moved by the host of Daxingshan Temple and was preparing to donate merit money during the first Dharma Assembly on September 1st.

Mr. Lu was shocked: "What happened?"

Zhao Ling took care of Fu Tingyun's face and said nothing more.

When Yang Yucheng heard that Mr. Lu had to follow Fu Tingyun out early in the morning, he pointed to the things in the hall and said hesitantly: "What should I do?"

"Cleaning it up when you come back." Zhao Ling said disapprovingly, "Do you have to do Miss Fu's business first. It doesn't matter if we leave one hour later."

Yang Yucheng called Shizhu and went out with his head hanging down.

Then Zhao Ling called Mr. Lu aside and gave some advice.

Mr. Lu nodded repeatedly: "Master, don't worry, I understand."

Then he followed Fu Tingyun along the way. Who knew that Fu Tingyun took Zheng Sanniang and bought some cotton coats and leather jackets along the way, and did not even add jewelry. He spent less than 200 taels of silver and spent less than an hour shopping.

"Don't you buy anything else?" Mr. Lu asked suspiciously.

"There is nothing to buy." Fu Tingjun got on the carriage with a smile, "Let's go back quickly!" He didn't say he went to any other place.

Mr. Lu was full of confusion and walked to the entrance of Yangliu Lane and met Zheng San, who had disappeared early in the morning.

He was driving a carriage that was painted in black.

"This is..." Mr. Lu pointed at the carriage in confusion.

Zheng San smiled and said, "Miss Fu ordered it to buy it."

While speaking, Zhao Ling, who was accompanied by Jin Yuanbao at the door to check whether the carriage and horse were ready, walked over quickly and asked loudly from a distance: "What's wrong?"

Zheng San replied respectfully: "Miss Fu said, we are going to Zhangye too. He asked me to buy a carriage early in the morning."

The news was so sudden that Zhao Ling was stunned and didn't react for a long time.

Jin Yuanbao and Mr. Lu looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

For a moment, there was only the loud sound of horses in Yangliu Lane, and the "de" sound of horses restlessly digging the bluestone slabs, which further contrasted the tranquility of Yangliu Lane.

Fu Tingjun in the carriage looked at Zhao Ling's somewhat dull expression through the curtain. For some reason, he felt proud and even more surprised.

She was supported by Zheng Sanniang and got off the carriage slowly.

Zhao Ling then turned around.

I couldn't help but feel surprised and happy.

What was shocked was that Fu Tingyun was silent and prepared everything he had traveled far away without telling him; what was happy was that he was not wishful thinking, so Fu Tingyun actually chose to go to Zhangye with him... But in a second thought, this surprise turned into anger.

Does she know what decision she made? Do she know what situation she will face in the future? No one discussed it and decided to go to Zhangye by himself!

But I forgot that he was the initiator.

He looked ugly and asked Fu Tingyun to speak aside in a stiff tone.

Any man with blood cannot tolerate his fiancée as a hostage, let alone Zhao Ling.

Fu Tingyun had known for a long time that once he knew her decision, he would never agree to her follow her to Zhangye, which is why she had to hide it from Zhao Ling.

Now that things are justified, Zhao Ling must have a private talk with her.

She did not refuse and followed him into the study silently.

"You stay in Xi'an Prefecture, there is no room for negotiation on this matter." As soon as her feet stepped into the study, Zhao Ling left this loud saying, "I will ask someone to send a letter to Kyoto. At most, there will be news over there in two months."

His face was cold, and even a little bit of terrifying and terrifying, which made people know his determination and persistence at a glance.

Fu Tingyun disagreed.

He had wanted to strangle her to death before, but she survived well. He knew that she had no place to go and was so annoyed that she hadn't left her. When he met Feng Laosi, he hid her in the water tank; in the City God Temple, everyone was burned and confused, and he still protected her behind him... He was just scary.

"I heard what you and Mr. Yang and Mr. Jin said in the study." Since it was at this point, there was no need to hide it. She said openly, "Why did Mo Yi ask me? It's not because I said you and I are 'unmarried couples'." Although she told herself that this was a serious matter, not a love affair with children, and there was no need to be shy, she still couldn't help but a red cloud flew on her cheeks, "If I hadn't been talking nonsense, how could things turn out like this?" She said slowly, "Since things are from me, I have to bear it." There was a firmness in her voice that could not be changed.

"If you want to take responsibility, I should bear it." Zhao Ling's face was even worse. If she hadn't been to save him, she would have said such things?! Now something is wrong. When will it be her turn to take responsibility for it? "You don't have to worry about this matter, just stay in Yangliu Lane." His attitude was more determined than her. He turned around and left, looking like he didn't need to say anything more.

She knew this would happen!

Fu Tingyun looked at his back and said slowly: "Then I'll go by myself!"

Zhao Ling turned around, stared at her with a bitter expression, and blue veins appeared in her temples.

Fu Tingyun smiled, straightened her spine, and walked past him with her head raised.

The firm attitude is self-evident.

Zhao Ling only felt a split headache.

It would be impossible for him to retreat through this cold look.

"Miss Fu!" he called her, "This is not as simple as you imagined..." There was also a faint feeling of helplessness that he had not even noticed.

Fu Tingyun, who was facing her back, had a high corner of her mouth.

Aren't you angry?

Aren't you showing me the stern face?

Besides this, what else can you do to me?

Her mood can be called pleasure.

"I really think very simple." Fu Tingyun turned around and looked at Zhao Ling with confidence, "However, I think some complicated things are better solved by simple methods." Just like this time, if she discussed with Zhao Ling, let alone going to Zhangye, she would not even want to get the two thousand taels of silver, let alone act according to her wishes. Now she has money in her hands, and she is more at ease. "If Master Jiu thinks that I will delay everyone's itinerary, it's better to act separately - you go first, I will be protected by Zheng San, and then we will arrive."

Zhao Ling suddenly understood why Fu Tingyun asked him for money.

This is her money and her daily expenses when she goes to Zhangye in the future.

He found people and gave them money. Is this considered shooting oneself in the foot?

Zhao Ling muttered in his heart, but his face became even colder.

"Nonsense!" He whispered, "Do you know how far Zhangye is from here?" He just questioned, and did not need her answer, "There are 2,446 miles from Xi'an Prefecture to Zhangye, and it takes 43 stations, and the itinerary is 110 days..."

"It's a bit far away!" Fu Tingyun interrupted Zhao Ling, frowned, looking very distressed, "No wonder you are worried." She said, a trace of cunning flashing in her eyes, "But if I send someone to send a letter to Mo Yi, would he say he would send someone to pick me up?"

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Fu Tingyun's cheerful and crisp voice came from the backyard: "I don't need to bring this, there must be something for sale in Zhangye. Take this and you can check it out when you are bored on the road. Also, it is said that there is a lot of wind and sand there..."

In the front hall, everyone looked at Zhao Ling, who was standing under the eaves of the hall with a pale face, and his expression became a little cautious. He tidied up the box and cages, fearing that the sound of the sound would anger the person in front, making Fu Tingyun's voice in the backyard look more and more melodious.

Zhao Ling suddenly touched his forehead and smiled.

Forget it, forgot.

She is not afraid of a girl, but he is a man, isn't he still afraid of him?

Since you have reached this point, no matter what difficulties and obstacles you encounter in the future, just face them calmly.

There are still many more ways than difficulties.

He did not dare to pursue it seriously, whether this was a helpless compromise or a excuse for the hidden obsession in his heart.

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Because it is writing about emotional dramas, it is very slow.

ps: Then I checked the information. It took one month to go to Xi'an in Beijing, and one hundred and ten days to go to Zhangye... I fainted! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian() to vote for recommendations. Monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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