Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

After finishing a plate of lamb chops, Cui Bianxu softened his tone, coughed lightly, and said, "You're still young, and your temperament is still unsettled. Even if you occasionally have some bad thoughts, as long as you can change them early, it's fine. Secretly learning someone else's cooking skills is really not a good thing..."

Steal secretly, steal like you big-headed ghost!

"I understand what Master Cui has taught me. I certainly won't dare to steal your skills. I just want to enter the palace and see the world. If that doesn't work, then forget it. Master, don't take the previous incident to heart. I've already put away my hidden weapon."

Jiang Shangxian took a step back to advance and deliberately brought up the agreement between the two, just to see if this guy was really that rude.

Fortunately, Cui Bianxu also had some dignity to maintain, especially in front of the young lady: "Since I have already agreed, how can I just let it go? Since I want to go and take a look, then just wait."

After saying that, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He had always presented himself as a wise and taciturn person to the outside world, but why did he sound so nagging and not very smart when talking to this young lady today?

Could it be...

His heart skipped a beat and his eyes widened: Could it be that he wants to be Aye?!

Listen to his tone just now, he was so serious and sincere. He has never spoken like this even to his younger brothers and sisters at home!

Aren’t the ones who are closer to us than our brothers and sisters our parents?

Cui Bianxu was startled by his own guess. He glanced at Jiang Shangxian a few times, then lowered his head in thought. Jiang Shangxian felt uneasy. Wasn't this already agreed upon? Why was this guy so jumpy?

Fortunately, he prepared himself mentally quickly. He felt that it shouldn't be the case. Even if he wanted to be an uncle, the girl was too old. Even if he got married at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he couldn't have a daughter this big.

Sure enough, it makes sense that people have to get married when they reach a certain age. He decided to hire a raccoon slave when he returned!

Jiang Shangxian was restless, afraid that if he stayed any longer, this guy would change his mind again. He shifted his butt and wanted to stand up and leave quickly, but then he heard Cui Bianxu suddenly say, as if he remembered something: "Wu Sanniang is going to Liangzhou."

"Exile?" Jiang Shangxian's restless butt once again settled firmly on the stool, and he said with certainty, "She was plotting against me."

Living in the wealthy city of Chang'an, traveling thousands of miles to Liangzhou for no reason meant that the only possibility was exile.

Cui Bianxu nodded. He knew that this young lady had a good brain, just a little less than himself. "We should be leaving soon. The road is long and winding, and the escorting officials have to get back before the snow falls, otherwise the journey will be difficult."

It’s Chinese New Year, and no one wants to be stuck outside and unable to go home because the roads are blocked by heavy snow, right?

The Tang Dynasty government system, even in such unimportant aspects, still values ​​humanity towards its subordinates.

"What else did she say?" Jiang Shangxian felt an absurd sense of finality in his heart. He couldn't figure it out. Although he had already guessed it before, he still wanted to know why Wu Sanniang wanted to harm him?

Cui Bianxu rarely showed a trace of human compassion. To be honest, he felt that Miss Jiang was wronged: "It must be that you were targeted by those two evil Taoist priests when you went to Yue Lao Temple. Wu Sanniang was in cahoots with them..."

He simply repeated what Wu Sanniang said. Jiang Shangxian's face turned pale. What the hell is going on?

So since Wu Sanniang was sold and she wasn't, she was wrong?

Jiang Shangxian is not made of clay. People like Wu Sanniang attacked her twice. If it weren't for her good luck and her own efforts, she would have been killed long ago!

"Mr. Cui, for a case like this, is exile the only punishment?" Her tone was a little stiff. So many young ladies had died, and these people could still be exiled and save their lives. Why?

"The death penalty has been delayed for too long." Cui Bianxu stopped short, but the meaning of his words was clear.

After all departments review it, we will choose a good day to report it to His Majesty, and then wait for His Majesty's approval. The earliest we can do so is by the end of this year. If we encounter any obstruction in the middle, not only will it cause trouble, but it may also be delayed until November next year.

The food expenses at Dali Temple are still quite tight.

Only then did Jiang Shangxian feel that most of the anger in her chest had been released. It would have been too easy for her to die directly. Being exiled three thousand miles away would not have been so pleasant.

Wu Sanniang left crying for her parents, and then froze to death in Liangzhou, huh!

"Will this case affect Shao Qing?"

Jiang Shangxian's mood improved, and he began to speak politely. If he was not careful about this matter, he would be embarrassed by Li Shimin, after all, you are the only one who knows the private affairs of the royal family.

Cui Bianxu felt quite touched by her concern. He calmly opened his folding fan, took a sip of tea, and said, "Not right now."

Oh, you still have to have some shame.

He also didn't want to make it public. A gentleman's revenge is never too late, not to mention matters in the court. He must find an opportunity and a suitable reason, otherwise wouldn't he be giving face to the two Cuis?

She even felt a little sympathetic towards Cui Bianxu. Wouldn't he have to go to work with his tail between his legs from now on?

Jiang Shangxian didn't think there was anything wrong with Cui Bianxu not being a Di Renjie or Bao Qingtian in the Zhenguan period. People living in this world have too many fetters. Most people need to think carefully about every step they take after adulthood, and know when they can make mistakes and what mistakes they can make.

If he makes a big fuss about this today, how can I not tell him? I'm afraid that it will implicate the whole family.

Li Shimin had a strong desire to suppress the aristocratic families.

Jiang Shangxian was not on the side of the aristocratic family, she just felt that she could understand the choice made by Cui Bianxu.

After all, everyone has things to do. As for the aristocratic families, they will be handled by the tough guy in golden armor from the Tang Dynasty who says, "When my flower blooms, all other flowers will die."

How does that saying go? It's too hard to get into Chang'an, so it's faster to break into Chang'an.

Besides, didn't she herself step out to be a righteous person who upholds justice?

Neither she nor Cui Bianxu did the right thing as the saint said.

From this day on, Jiang Shangxian finally felt completely at ease and began to help Xia Zhenying prepare to open the stall.

Beside the gate of Yong'anfang, on a June morning, the air was filled with the refreshing aroma of grass and trees. The five members of the Jiang family stood neatly behind the freshly baked Xia Ji mutton ramen stall.

"Cousin..." Xia Zhenying's lips moved very little and her voice was also very low. Her palms were already covered with a dense layer of sweat, and they were wet when clenched together.

She was a little nervous.

Jiang Wangri yawned, and the young boy's voice easily broke the still quiet morning: "Cousin, shout, louder, don't buzz like a mosquito. You used to shout so well when we were selling braised mutton together."

"Erlang is right." Jiang Shangxian understood that this was her first time running a business on her own and she was too nervous.

As for what to be nervous about? There are many things!

Before the store opened, I was worried that no one would buy. If someone did buy, I was worried about being too busy. If too many people bought, I was worried about miscalculating the money. Even when I finished my work for the day and went home to count the money, I still had to worry about whether there would be repeat customers the next day.