Qiao Junlin lowered his eyelids and covered a strange look in his eyes. He first turned his head and said a few words to his classmates around him. Then he strode towards Luo Yong: "When will Sanlang arrive in Chang'an? But have you seen the saint?"

"Not yet." Luo Yong said with a smile.

This feeling is a bit strange. The boy who used to be so angry that he couldn't look back with just one sentence, now he can greet him like an adult.

"I heard from your disciples that you bought a yard in Chang'an City. Where do you live now?" Qiao Junlin asked again.

"Yes." Luo Yong still smiled.

"Is it still accustomed to living?" Qiao Junlin said again.

"Yeah." Luo nodded: "Other than no one cooks, everything else is pretty good."

Qiao Junlin couldn't help laughing when he heard him say this. This man is still the same. I think Luo used the words "If I don't leave on the 15th day, I'll help me make jujube cakes." He was so angry that he ran away without looking back.

Now that I think about it, Luo Yong treated him well at that time. Not only was he willing to teach him, a foreigner, to make tofu, but he didn't avoid him when making date bean cakes. Before leaving, he also asked someone to give him fermented bean curd and cashmere socks.

Not to mention that it is because I am going to Chang'an City, there may be opportunities to make a name for myself in the future, so what this guy will do.

I heard that there are many people who want to make friends with Luo Sanlang now. There are also some prominent people in the family. Compared with those people, what is Qiao Junlin?

Luo always treats him a little differently.

Qiao Junlin believed this with great certainty.

This kind of perception also made him feel very at ease.

"Azhi should prepare dinner at this time. If you don't dislike it, go and eat some food with me." Qiao Junlin invited.

"Okay." Luo Yong naturally had no reason to refuse. He met an old friend in a foreign land and always wanted to have a meal together.

The healthy servant Teng Chao helped Qiao Junlin fly his swallows behind the carriage, and then Luo Yong took the same carriage with Qiao Junlin and went to Qiao Junlin's house.

The yard rented by Qiao Junlin's uncle Hou Lin is not in the same yard as Luo Yong's yard. The yard where Luo Yong's yard is located is more developed and is more lively during the day and night. Qiao Junlin and others mainly focus on residential houses.

Because he was not in the same yard, if Luo Yong didn't want to stay here for the night, he had to go home before the curfew. Otherwise, if he was arrested by Jinwu, it would be a problem. The curfew system in Chang'an City was still relatively strict at this time.

When Qiao Junlin took Luo Yong and the others back, Azhi had indeed prepared the supper. She was very happy to see Luo Yong. She even said that she had cooked less food tonight, so she hurriedly went out to buy a few Hu cakes with the money. The Hu cakes had mutton in it, which tasted quite delicious.

"I'll make more meals tomorrow, and you guys will come and have dinner tomorrow."

Azhi can make money now, and Hou Lin doesn't want her money, and Qiao Junlin always asks her to keep her own money, so she slowly saved some on hand. This time, Luo used it to Chang'an City, so she wanted to have a good treat. Meals like tonight were really too simple.

I remember that if Luo Yong had not pointed out a way out for selling tofu for her, she would have been unable to think about it at that time, and now she would have been a pile of dead bones, so how could she have such a good life as she is now?

For Azhi, life is already very good now. Hou Lin and Qiao Junlin are both very nice to her, and the city is so lively and prosperous.

She thought, when Qiao Junlin was older or had a mistress in this family, she would find a gentle and hardworking man in the city to marry herself, and then she would do some small business, live a small life, and have a few more children...

"Then I'll come again tomorrow?" Luo Yong said with a smile.

"Come on, come on, how long do you want to live in Chang'an City? Come and eat every day." Azhi said generously.

"Your idea is very good. No one cooks over me." Luo Yong didn't be polite to her.

"It's getting late. Do you want to spend the night here today?" Qiao Junlin asked at this time.

"It's not good to spend the night here. The police in the palace will come when they will come, and they will still be waiting at home tomorrow." Luo Yong stood up and said.

"Since that's the case, don't miss the time, just go out earlier." Qiao Junlin also stood up and gave him a look.

"Okay, then I'll leave. Azhi, you remember to cook a few more dishes tomorrow." Luo Yong said with a smile and walked out the door.

Qiao Junlin and Azhi sent Luo Yong out of the hospital together. At this time, the healthy servant Teng Chao was already holding a carriage outside and waiting.

Until Luo Yong left, Qiao Junlin's uncle Hou Lin did not come back, and he might not come back tonight. Nowadays, if you don't go to a brothel, you will be embarrassed to say that you are socializing outside.

Luo Yong was sitting in the carriage. Before he could enter the gate of the yard where his house was, he heard the sound of closed-door drums on the street, urging those who were still wandering outside to go home quickly.

The drum has to be beaten for 600 times before it stops. When the drum sounds fell, the yards in Chang'an City were closed. No one allowed to walk around at will, and the streets inside the yard were also managed. However, compared with the outside of the yard, the management inside the yard was much looser.

When Luo Yong and the other two returned home, the drum sound was not yet halfway, so they washed and sorted out with the drum sound.

The drum sounds in Chang'an City every day, and they beat them twice in the morning and evening. The morning drums start to be beaten at the fifth day of the day, also known as the door drum. According to the time of later generations, it was only three o'clock in the morning. The drum sound stopped for a while, and the nerves were not strong enough, so you didn't want to sleep in at all.

In the evening, we had to knock on the closed door drum again. After the closed door drum, the whole city entered curfew time. On the street outside, there was Zhi Jinwu riding a tall horse and patrolling all night. There was also Wuhou in the market. Generally, there was no status or anything else. Just stay at home honestly. Don’t go out to cause trouble.

Before going to bed at night, Luo Yong calculated the time again. It was already June 13th. I don’t know how long it would take to wait, so whether Li Shimin had forgotten himself at all.

The next morning, Teng Chao went out to buy two bowls of ginger and came back. After Luo Yong had just eaten a few bites, an eunuch from the palace came to pass the message, saying that he would come to the palace to meet the saint.

I was about to see the emperor, and Luo Yong was nervous.

In this era of monarchy and power, the emperor is the supreme existence, and the entire country belongs to him. Luo Sanlang's life can also be regarded as his. If it were not necessary, Luo Yong would not want to deal with such a person who could take his life at any time.

The atmosphere in Tai Chi Palace is solemn and solemn. The sixth month of the lunar calendar is the hottest season of the year. Luo Yong walked in the palace with the eunuch who led the way, lowered his eyebrows and looked at him, and did not dare to look at him more. He also hoped that the people in the palace would not come to look at him, and even develop curiosity.

The emperor today is generally very reliable, but among his princes and relatives, there are inevitably a few unreliable people. Among those people, no one is afforded by Luo Yong.

The sun was very big outside, and the emperor and the ministers in the hall were still discussing affairs. Today, there was no major dynasty, only some regular officials came to the palace to discuss affairs with the emperor, which was basically considered daily office work.

Luo Yong was waiting in the corridor outside, and waited until noon near where the sound of Xuan Luo Yong's attendance sounded. At the reminder of a small eunuch next to him, Luo Yong quickly walked into the hall.

"This is Luo's coffin board." Seeing Luo Yong come in, the saint joked with the ministers.

"Caomin Luo Yong, pay homage to Your Majesty." Luo Yong knelt down. At this time, the ministers were sitting when they went to court. It was the traditional kneeling. There were many cushions in the hall, and there were a series of ministers on both sides. In this environment, kneeling on both knees was just a daily posture, and the ceremony of kneeling was just a kind of etiquette.

"Get up, give me a seat." The saint raised his hand, and immediately a eunuch brought a cushion over. Luo Yong turned his head and saw that it was blind. Isn't this his peony cushion?

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Luo Yong kowtowed again. In front of him, Li Shimin sat on a Hu bed about one foot high. The Hu bed was exquisitely crafted, but it was still far behind those luxurious and grand dragon thrones in later generations.

"I heard that you encountered a disaster two years ago and lay in bed for half a year. After waking up, you feel like you have God's help, but what kind of adventure did you have?" His Majesty the Emperor sat cross-legged, and his tone seemed a little careless.

But Luo Yong knew that his mood at this moment might not be as careless as his tone. Throughout history, several emperors did not want to prolong their lives and become immortals. I heard that this person today also took a lot of elixirs.

"Reporting to your Majesty, there is no divine help. I just feel that after waking up that time, my mind is a little clearer than before." Luo Yong replied.

"Oh?" His Majesty the Emperor chuckled: "I heard that Bi Gan has a delicate heart. I wonder how many of the orifices you have in this Luo Coffin board?"

When Luo Yong heard this, he immediately shuddered and fought a cold war. If he met a foolish and cruel monarch, he might have to dig out his heart and take a look. Although the person in front of him was not like this, Luo Yong's feeling was still very unbeautiful.

He just mentioned what Bigan did. No matter what myth or legend, Bigan would not end well.

"The grass people don't know, Your Majesty wants to see it?" Luo Yong barely stopped the displeasure and fear in his heart and asked His Majesty the Emperor with a smile.

"I wonder if you have any wonderful methods?" the emperor asked according to his words.

"There is no wonderful method. If Your Majesty wants to see it, just cut me off and take it out to see it." Luo Yong bowed to the saint with a smile on his face.

Before meeting the saint this time, Luo Yong also made a lot of psychological construction for himself. No matter what the emperor said, he just wanted to be his grandson, and after meeting the saint safely, he would go back to Lishi County to open his grocery store.

But when things come to an end, they still can't swallow that breath. Today's saints are not stupid people. What words will make the other party feel scared. He should be very clear about it. He knows that the other party will be afraid and still says this, which is somewhat intimidating.

The way of emperors has always been to give both kindness and power.

But Luo Yong has always disliked being threatened and intimidated the most.
Chapter completed!