Huang Zhiting looked at Gao Pragmatic with suspicion: "You figured it out so quickly?"
"That's right, so reading is useful." Gao Pragmatic said confidently: "The method is very simple, Miss Huang, I thought you just didn't give your real name, just pretend to be a chieftain's family who has no festival with the Yao people.
You should be able to fool it."
Huang Zhiting's eyes lit up: "Yes, why didn't I think of such a simple method?" When she said this, she suddenly glared at Gao Pragmatic: "I must be angry with you."
Gao pragmatic sighed and said nothing.
Huang Zhiting turned her beautiful eyes, glanced sideways at Gao Pragmatic, and asked, "What, are you angry?"
Gao pragmatic shook his head and said with a smile: "Miss Huang is joking, I'm not a fish bladder, how can I get angry so easily?"
Huang Zhiting felt relieved and nodded, but suddenly felt something was wrong: You are not a swim bladder, so you are not easily angry. But I just said that I was angry with you, doesn't that mean I am a swim bladder?
She deliberately glared at Gao Qingjing again, but was afraid that this would further confirm the fish maw theory. She couldn't help but said angrily: No wonder people often say that scholars are the most evil. Just like this guy, he really has a bag on his head and runny feet.
Pus, completely bad!
Huang Zhiting glanced at Gao Panggang secretly, and sure enough, she saw a proud smile on the corner of his mouth, which made her even more angry. She thought to herself: Hum, you laugh, just laugh, one day I will let you know how powerful this girl is.
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She snorted hard and walked forward with her head held high, like a proud peacock.
Gao pragmatic looked at her back, smiled, and followed her with ease.
He sighed in his heart: Since time traveling, he has been living a regular life, and it feels good to have the opportunity to relax - the only flaw is that he is wearing less clothes, which is simply too sexy in this era.
It is indeed too sexy. At least the few Yao village youths who were singing duet with Huang Zhiting across the river just now were all shocked when they saw Gao Pragmatic wearing only a pair of obscene pants and following Huang Zhiting in front of them.
He looked at the two of them with strange eyes.
It was only then that Huang Zhiting remembered that the current situation was a bit easy to cause misunderstanding. Fortunately, as long as she was not facing Gao Pragmatism, she would not easily lose her sense of proportion. She raised her chin slightly at the moment, looking like a toast lady, and said calmly: "I
She is the eldest daughter of the Huang clan, the local magistrate of Zhongzhou, and Huang Han, the magistrate of Zhongzhou, is my nephew."
Gao Pingshi was shocked and thought to himself: Oops, why does she still call herself the daughter of the Huang family? Isn't it good to just find a family whose surname is not Huang?
Unexpectedly, Gao Xun, who has always made perfect plans, was wrong this time. When the other party heard this, they quickly bowed and saluted, saying: "It turns out to be Zhongzhou's eldest daughter, and we are from Lajiayao Gupeng Castle's Luoyu Village.
Man, I wonder how my clan daughter came to our Luoyu Village?"
At this time, Huang Zhiting was not as panicked as when she was talking to Gao Pragmatic just now, and her tone showed unquestionable arrogance: "I was going to Guilin to see the imperial inspector, but on the way back, something happened with the chieftain of the Luo family in Qingyuan Prefecture.
There was a little conflict and he was separated from his subordinates, and only this clerk managed to escape."
Only then did several Yao people suddenly realize. They took a look at Gao Pingshi and thought that this man did look a bit like those scholars from the Han family. No wonder he was a scribe.
But since they were Han people, these Yao people didn't have a good look on him. One young man even snorted coldly, with undisguised hatred in his eyes.
Gao Pragmatic couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, and thought to himself: This ethnic conflict is a bit fierce. If the imperial court wants to stabilize the Bazhai area, killing people alone is not enough. Especially these Yao people are familiar with the mountains, and the place where chieftains gather in southwest Guangxi is well-known.
"One Hundred Thousand Mountains", if these Yao people cannot be pacified but are driven to the Hundred Thousand Mountains, it will probably be more difficult to deal with than the chieftain problem in the future.
Huang Zhiting secretly glanced at Gao Pangshi, and saw that he had a bitter look on his face. She felt inexplicably intolerable, and said to the group of young Yao people: "Although I am a Chinese scribe, my life experience is miserable. I was harmed by corrupt officials of the Han people."
His family was ruined, and he defected to Zhongzhou in desperation. He made some great contributions to Zhongzhou. Now he finally managed to escape his name, but even his clothes were taken away, which is very inconvenient..."
Gao Pragmatic rolled his eyes secretly and thought to himself: You just make up stories, why do you have to ruin my whole family? Could it be that if I don't have a ruined family, your "Zhongzhou" chieftain wouldn't dare to use me?
But unexpectedly, this statement made several Yao Village young people agree with it, and the hostility towards Gao Pragmatic in their eyes was reduced a lot. One of them, a young man who looked very honest at first sight, said: "Since the eldest daughter has said this, our village
Although we are poor, we can still get a set of clothes. Please ask the eldest daughter and your servant to go to the stronghold with us, and we will report it to the Grand Duke and ask him to allocate a set of clothes for your servant to wear."
Huang Zhiting's face finally no longer looked so cold and arrogant, she showed a slight smile, nodded and said: "Thank you very much. When I return to Zhongzhou, I will definitely send someone to express my gratitude to Tian Changgong."
The loyal young man said there was no need to be polite, and then led Huang Zhiting and Gao Pangshi to their village, and even sent one person to run back in advance to report the news.
Gao Yingshi, who had become a "noble servant" for no reason, was extremely unhappy with this title, but he had to lower his head under the eaves and had no other choice but to follow Huang Zhiting quietly.
Those young Yao people led the way, and Huang Zhiting and Gao Pragmatic followed behind. Huang Zhiting had long seen Gao Pragmatic's unhappy face, but she was secretly proud in her heart, thinking: I asked you to take advantage of this girl, and now you can do it.
Is this girl your "noble servant"? Hum, I have been waiting on you for two days, why don't you wait on me?
But as I was thinking about it, I suddenly thought that the word "serve" was very inappropriate. I couldn't help but blush a little, and secretly spat: It's all because of Zhang Buxu's habit of chewing words, which made this girl suffer from his bad influence.
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She was thinking wildly when Gao Pragmatic quietly came closer behind Leng Buding and whispered: "Miss Huang..."
Huang Zhiting was startled, and her delicate body trembled. She turned around and saw that it was Gao Pragmatic who was approaching thiefly. She couldn't help but glared at him, and lowered her voice with disgust: "What are you doing, scaring me?"
Jump!"
Gao Pragmatic felt deeply wronged, but it was not convenient to explain at this moment, so he had to ask: "I just want to ask why you still call yourself the Huang family's daughter? And why are they not angry?"
Huang Zhiting rolled her eyes at him and snorted: "What do you know? Although Zhongzhou is also from the Huang family lineage, Zhongzhou was originally the land of Siming Mansion, but later it was separated from Siming Mansion by bribing court officials.
Since then, the Siming Huang clan and I have been like fire and water over the past thirty years. I call myself the Zhongzhou Huang clan, and these Yao people naturally treat me as a friend."
Gao pragmatic suddenly realized, but asked again: "Who is Tian Changgong? Do you know Miss Huang?"
Huang Zhiting said: "How can I know the Tian Changgong of a small Yao village? This Tian Changgong is not a person's name, but the head of a Yao village... You Han people usually use names such as 'Yao Wang' and 'Zhai Lord'
To refer to.”
After walking for about seven or eight miles, Gao pragmatically finally saw Yao Village.
The Yao Village was a little different from Gao's pragmatic imagination, because he always thought that the village was like a fortress, except that it was filled with wooden buildings, but it would definitely be made of thick whole logs that were sharpened into a chain shape and formed into a circle as a courtyard.
wall.
Who would have known that this Yao Village is just a group of buildings built on a long hillside. Except for a village gate similar to an archway, there are no obvious defense measures at all, which is beyond Gao's pragmatic expectations. And the architecture of this Yao Village
It was not made of wood as he originally thought, but was instead made of blue bricks and black tiles, which might be stronger than the wooden houses of ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty.
Gao Pingshi scratched his head and thought to himself: Could it be that I remembered wrongly, the Diaojiaolou is not from the Yao ethnic group? Is it from the Miao ethnic group or the Tujia ethnic group?
However, Gao Pragmatic immediately had no time to think about such things, because he found a large number of Yao people running out and gathering at the entrance of the archway-style village.
Gao Pingshi felt nervous and quickly approached Huang Zhiting and asked in a low voice: "What's going on? Are you trying to arrest us?"
Huang Zhiting turned to look at him in surprise and whispered: "Do you really want to be arrested? They are here to greet me."
"Welcome?" Gao Pragmatic was stunned for a moment.
Huang Zhiting said proudly: "That's natural. I am the daughter of the chieftain. In fact, how can they, a small Yao village, neglect me?"
For some reason, when Huang Zhiting looked like this, Gao Pragmatic always felt like he had seen a proud peacock.