Chapter 55 That One Touch of Romance

  If according to Zhang Liang's standards of being tall and majestic, the Liu Zheng in front of him was not qualified. Originally with a face full of expectation, Liu Zheng heard Jiang Feng say this and suddenly scowled, speaking in a coarse tone:

  "Who says I'm young? I'm not young anymore."

  As he spoke, Jiang Feng patted his chest and couldn't help but burst out laughing. He stretched out his fist and pounded Liu Zheng's chest, saying with a smile:

  "With your figure..."

  Suddenly, he stopped talking and punched Liu Zheng's chest, his fist clearly feeling a warm and soft lump, although not big, but it shouldn't be on a boy of this build. The first thought that came to Jiang Feng's mind was, do girls in the Ming Dynasty like to dress up as boys?

  But the export is not this sentence, Jiang Feng said dazedly there:

  "How come your voice is so hoarse?"

  Liu Zheng on the other side was also stunned there, completely without reacting, and actually also replied saying:

  "I caught a cold half a month ago, so my throat has been uncomfortable..."

  Jiang Feng's hand was still on Liu Zheng's chest, and at this time, he had somewhat come to his senses. He thought that he should confirm again, so his fist patted forward once more. Indeed, it was warm and soft with some elasticity. At this moment, "Liu Zheng" finally understood the situation he was in. Almost at a speed visible to Jiang Feng's naked eye, a flush rapidly spread from the white and slender neck to the clear and elegant face.

  Her entire face was now as red as fire, and she suddenly covered her face with both hands and ran out quickly. It's strange to say that although she had her hands covering her face, she didn't bump into the door, but instead ran out swiftly and silently. Jiang Feng's hand, which had been stretched out, remained suspended in mid-air.

  He stood there for a while, then grabbed at the air several times and muttered to himself:

  "Although the sparrow is small, it has all its internal organs."

  She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if savoring something, but her heart was also somewhat strange. According to the modern TV dramas or even real-life examples she had seen, if someone was so brazenly hitting on a girl, the other party should have let out a 120-decibel shriek by now. Why did she just quietly run out like that? It's really puzzling.

  After a moment, a loud cry suddenly came from the gatehouse. The voice was full of emotion and filled with sudden realization.

  The two new servants standing outside the gate knew that there was a jinx in the gatehouse and didn't dare to go in. Before they could muster up the courage to take a look, Jiang Feng rushed out like his butt was on fire, with an anxious expression, and hastily ran away.

  Jiang Feng ran while scolding himself fiercely there:

  "I knew it, I forgot..."

  At the entrance of the Liu mansion, two household servants saw the person walking out from inside and hastily bowed their heads deeply, paying respects, and said respectfully:

  "Big sister....."

  The flush had almost faded from Liu Zheng's face as she stuck her head out to watch Jiang Feng sprinting away in the distance, a look of bewilderment on her face. She thought to herself that just now, she was clearly at a disadvantage, so why did he suddenly let out a terrified yell and run away? As soon as she recalled what had just happened, Liu Zheng felt her whole body heat up, her face turning bright red, and quickly retreated back into the courtyard, but in her heart, there wasn't any feeling of disgust.

  By the way, the ritual education of the Ming Dynasty was already a troublesome existence, of course, it also depends on the executor.

  Jiang Feng ran out of two streets before realizing that this was not the way to go, his legs and feet could only be so fast, so he simply found a nearby place, threw down ten taels of silver, bought a mule, and hastily rode back to Hui Feng Building in South City.

  In less than half an hour, Jiang Feng had arrived at the entrance of the wine tower. The Ma brothers in front of the door hastily stopped their mules and tried to put on a smile, but Jiang Feng didn't pay attention to them and rushed inside. Except for the main building, the entire Hui Feng Tower needed major repairs.

  The only building that wasn't moving was a small kitchen in the backyard, Jiang Feng rushed into it without being noticed by Zhao Xiucai and Tie Dan who were watching the construction from the main building. Inside, Bao Dacheng and several assistants were preparing materials, as some things couldn't be done on the day of the wine house's opening.

  It's necessary to prepare ahead of time, such as old soup, some pickled food, and the purchase of old wine, so inside it is already busy with a hot and lively atmosphere.

  Jiang Feng went in and shouted directly:

  "Old Bao, is the soup I sent out a few days ago still there?"

  Bao Junzi nodded and Jiang Feng continued:

  "Shouting at those two fellows who were tasting dishes, hurry up and get the porcelain jars ready."

  Zhao Xiūcái followed closely behind, his face showing a somewhat anxious expression, and as soon as he came in, he asked:

  "What's wrong, sir?"

  "It's okay, you go move a table to the sweet water well and set it up there. Remember to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and have them ready beforehand, don't let them freeze."

  Nancheng is a place where, apart from the officials and soldiers of Shuntian Prefecture and Wucheng Infantry Command, there are also the Imperial Guards stationed here. On festive days or temple fairs, or when officials go out to have fun, they usually do so in Nancheng. At other times, officials rarely appear here.

  As for official business, sometimes there are imperial historians or civil officials who, under the pretext of investigating popular sentiment, ride in sedan chairs or on horseback to take a look around. However, even this kind of excursion is becoming increasingly rare. Wouldn't it be better to use this time to build relationships with colleagues and superiors within the ministry, or to find some romantic adventures?

  However, today is different. Liu Shunhua, the newly promoted Hanlin Academy lecturer and scholar, has arrived in Nancheng to inspect the people's sentiment and gather information for the emperor, which is also one of the duties of a Hanlin literary minister. But this hasn't been noticed by anyone for decades. Scholar Liu didn't ride a sedan chair, but unexpectedly rode a horse, with several attendants following him, clearing the way in front of him.

  In the bustling capital, such things naturally attracted a large crowd of onlookers. Although it was in one city, ordinary people from the southern part of the city might not have seen a Hanlin Academy scholar even once in their lifetime. They all pointed and whispered to each other, making the streets increasingly noisy.

  Faintly heard in the crowd was a low murmur of discussion there:

  "Look, this is Wén Qū Xīng..."

  "Yes, I heard that recently got the emperor grandfather's appreciation, and was promoted."

  "How did you know..."

  "My elder male cousin is working in the government office..."

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