Whether it was Fu Shou, who had just escaped from prison, or Liu Zhang, who had just given up the heavy burden of the Sichuan army, they both felt extremely relaxed at this moment. Even if the two of them did not speak, they both suddenly felt that they had a lot in common. But soon the two of them...
It’s not easy anymore. They say that the spring breeze in February is like scissors. This February spring breeze in Chang’an is no different from a machete. It blows louder and louder, carrying the whirring sound of the northwest wind.
The rain also became heavier, and the coldness of sleet and snow kept beating on the two of them. The umbrellas could not protect them at all, and soon they were wet and freezing.
The two people quickly found an eaves to take shelter from the rain. There seemed to be no one here. The two people sat in front of a door, which was open.
Inside the gate is a courtyard. Although it does not look huge, it is certain that the people who lived there were not poor. But now it has been uninhabited for a long time. The walls have collapsed, the rubble is broken into pieces, and the flower bed in the center of the yard is in a mess.
The accumulated leaves on the stone slabs stank.
Both Liu Zhang and Fu Shou felt that this was a place for painting. Fu Shou set up an easel. In order to prevent the rain from blowing on the painting paper, Liu Zhang held the umbrella diagonally outside. Due to the strong wind, it took him a long time to fix it.
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"A sneeze."
Fu Shou was concentrating on painting when he suddenly sneezed. Although she was wearing a large cloak, Liu Zhang knew that Fu Shou was very cold. She had never had a hard life since she was a child, so she might not be able to bear it.
"How about I put my cloak on you?" Liu Zhang said.
"Oh, you put clothes on a girl and you have to ask the girl for her opinion."
Fu Shou blurted out, with a bit of playfulness. When Fu Shou realized it, the words had already been spoken, and his face turned red. He regretted it in his heart.
Suddenly he was shocked, what happened to him? Not only did he have a husband, but he was also the empress of Han Dynasty. No matter who Liu Zhang was, how could he speak like this?
Am I too relaxed? It's as if I'm back when I was the eldest lady of the Fu family. I'm really getting carried away.
But why is this feeling of ecstasy so good? The days of fear and fear in the palace were like an unreal nightmare, so far away from me.
After listening to Liu Zhang's words, Liu Zhang touched his head. Why did he suddenly become stupid? Just put it on Fu Shou, but he had always been taken care of by others, and he was taken care of as a matter of course.
It's not the consciousness of a person in a superior position, but Liu Zhang doesn't want to spend time on his body. In the past, if he had to take off his cloak by himself, brave the cold wind, and put it on another person, Liu Zhang wouldn't do it, because
As a master, destroying your own body is not only a sin against yourself.
But at this time, I let go of everything and seemed to be an ordinary person again, but I didn’t know how to get along with a girl. It was so embarrassing.
"How about, my lord, please take off my clothes and give them to the Queen." It was amazing to see the two of them lingering for so long over a piece of clothing, so I couldn't help but step forward and said.
"Get out of here."
Hearing Liu Zhang's roar, Hao Ming, who was only wearing a small coat, silently stepped aside.
"Pfft." Fu Shou suddenly laughed out loud. He originally wanted to laugh when he saw Liu Zhang touching his head like a fool, but now he saw how depressed he was and finally couldn't hold it back. The brush trembled, and a diagonal line became crooked.
"Who is it?"
At this moment, an old voice came from the courtyard. The three of them were shocked. Human voices actually came out of this dilapidated courtyard that had not been occupied for hundreds of years. This scene was so eerie and terrifying.
Already.
Fu Shou, who was smiling happily, was so frightened that he fell into Liu Zhang's arms.
Although Fu Shou is a queen, she has been a eldest lady for more than ten years. She has been locked up in the palace for several years. Her usual dignity as a queen is all because of her strong personality. In fact, she is just a little girl who has never seen the world.
, his head was buried deep in Liu Zhang's arms, and he did not dare to raise his head.
When a foot stepped out of a dilapidated door, Liu Zhang was also frightened. He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword. It was so powerful that he decided that as long as that guy came out, whether it was a decapitated ghost or a long tongue, he would give it a hammer.
Let's smash him to death.
What came out was a rickety old man with a walking stick. He frowned slightly when he saw three people sitting at the door.
Liu Zhang observed carefully for a while and confirmed that it was not a monster. He patted Fu Shou's back. Fu Shou slowly raised his head. Until the old man walked to the door, Fu Shou finally confirmed that there was a person in front of him. He was so embarrassed that he did not dare to look.
Liu Zhang only tidied his messy hair and pretended to paint.
"The shape of your leaf painting is wrong."
It was so powerful that he pointed out the mistake of the restless Fu Shou without any politeness. Fu Shou wished he could grab the powerful sledgehammer and smash him to death with one blow.
"Hello, sir." Liu Zhang saluted the old man. The old man looked Liu Zhang up and down with his cloudy eyes, slightly surprised.
"If you don't mind, come in." The old man said, and then walked into the house with a walking stick. Liu Zhang saw that the old man's place was the only corner that had not collapsed. Such a place is in danger of collapse at any time.
But even an old man can live there, so why can't he, a dying man, live here? Even though he has an umbrella under this roof, the main block is the easel, so he still has to get wet in the rain, so it would be better to go in.
Although Liu Zhang now puts life and death aside, it does not mean that he will abuse himself.
Such a powerful body, even if the house collapsed, it would not be able to crush him. Liu Zhang just glanced at Fu Shou, if the house collapsed...
But Fu Shou smiled and said, "I'll go and paint inside that door. I don't believe I'm so unlucky." She had already been timid once before, and Fu Shou didn't want to lose face again this time. She didn't believe it. The old man would be fine living in that house.
If it happens to happen to you accidentally, then you should be unlucky.
The three of them entered the house. The old man was already making a fire to cook, and Fu Shou was painting in front of the yard.
"Come and eat." The old man shouted and put the cooked meals on the table one by one.
A plate of beans, a plate of sausages, a plate of fried peanuts, a bowl of egg soup, and even a plate of fried pork with ginger.
Liu Zhang and Fu Shou both looked at the old man in surprise and looked around the house again. It made no sense that such a dilapidated place that looked like a beggar's nest could have such rich dishes.
"Old sir, have you taken out all your food for the year? We don't need it, even though we are a little hungry, a bowl of rice and a plate of pickles will be enough."
Fu Shou nodded. Although he hadn't eaten for a long time, he had eaten a year's worth of food. He couldn't feel at ease for a year.
The old man didn't say anything. He walked to a side room and pushed the door open. The scene inside shocked Liu Zhang and others. They saw a room of more than ten square meters, filled with bacon, ginger, sausages, beans, and several boxes on the cabinet.
A bamboo basket filled with baskets of eggs.
This is simply a rich man.
The old gentleman had already sat on the table. Regardless of Liu Zhang's longevity, he started to eat first. While eating, he said: "There is still a warehouse of grain in the inner room. I will not die of hunger anyway. It is up to you whether you want to eat or not."
Liu Zhang, Fu Shou and the three of them sat at the table. They had to admit that the food cooked by the old man was quite delicious. Liu Zhang could already tell that the old man was not an ordinary person.
Even if they didn't recognize themselves, the clothes on themselves and Fu Shou made it clear that they were not ordinary people, and ordinary people should not die with such an attitude.
I casually asked the old man how he could have so much food in this war-torn place, and the old man said that he had stolen it when the Chang'an clan escaped and were captured.
Now Liu Zhang was even more convinced that the old man was unusual. If the things of the escaped clan were so easy to steal, the people left behind in Guanzhong would not suffer so much, and the clan captured by the Sichuan army would be even less likely to be stolen.
The Sichuan Army, which was short of supplies, "properly preserved" those captured.
Liu Zhang even suspected that the old man recognized him at first sight.
Liu Zhang and Fu Shou both finished their meal, and the old man drank and ate at the same time. Although he ate longer, he didn't eat much. He was so powerful that he ignored etiquette and image, and swept away the food on the table with the spirit of not being afraid of depriving the old man.
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"Old sir, I'm Liu Zhang. I don't know what your surname is." Liu Zhang simply announced his name. Fu Shouhe, who was chewing a piece of fat meat, looked at Liu Zhang in surprise.
The old man shook his head: "If it were the former Shuhou, I would be happy to tell my name, but now, I feel that anyone who has nothing to do with Shuhou's illness has nothing to do with Shuhou."
Fu Shou and Hao Sheng were shocked. Hao Sheng looked at the old man warily. The old man smiled and said to Hao Sheng, "Eat your food. Although you are powerful, you may not be able to beat me."
Liu Zhang was a little surprised now. Who is this old man? Since the great defeat of Xu Chu, no one has dared to say this. Since the old man knows him, he still dares to say such things, which shows that he has something to rely on.
I didn't expect to find great talent in this beggar's den.
"Shu Hou, Mrs. Xiao, it's already dark and the rain hasn't stopped. Do you need to stay overnight? I can arrange a room. If you want to leave, I won't stay."
Liu Zhang and Fu Shou looked at each other. Although the old man guessed that Liu Zhang was very powerful, he did not expect that the person following Liu Zhang was the Empress of the Han Dynasty.
Regardless of whether he was Xiao Furong, the old man saw Fu Shou lying in Liu Zhang's arms just now. If word of this spreads, it will have a very bad impact on both Liu Zhang and Fu Shou.
Liu Zhang looked at Fu Shou questioningly. Although he knew that nothing would happen even if he was in the same room with her, he still had to seek the other person's opinion after all.
Fu Shou clasped his fingers, and after a while, he nodded inconspicuously. His pink face turned red, as if he had drunk wine. Even Fu Shou felt that it was crazy to agree to do this in his own capacity.
"No one will know anyway, and if I don't impersonate Xiao Furong now, it will affect Liu Zhang's reputation, so I have no choice." Fu Shou convinced himself.
Fu Shou was sorting out the drawings, and Liu Zhang first went to the room arranged by the old man, which was also a mud house. He didn't expect that after entering through the dilapidated doorway, there was so much space inside, which was as deep as the previous courtyard house.
Hao Sheng was arranged outside Liu Zhang's room. When Fu Shou came in after packing up his paintings, Hao Sheng was already snoring loudly. Fu Shou walked into the room and closed the door. The scene in front of him made Fu Shou's heart move. To be continued. If you
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