"Abba, you're up. I'll get some water for you to wash up."

"Abba, I've specially made millet porridge for you today. Have a taste."

"Abba, are you tired? Let me massage your back."

"Abba, I …"

Early in the morning, Hua Cuicui had been waiting in front of Hua Zhiyi's door. After Hua Zhiyi woke up, she began to serve Hua Zhiyi attentively. She also took out the breakfast she had made herself. After breakfast, she was ready to massage Hua Zhiyi's back …

Finally, when Hua Cuicui was about to speak again, Hua Zhiyi got up and stretched. He said, "No."

Hua Cuicui, who was standing behind him, looked depressed. She muttered, "I haven't even said what it is … Why did you say no?"

"No matter what you say, no." Hua Zhiyi replied.

"Then what if I say I'm going to get married?!" Hua Cuicui snorted.

"Oh, if it's about getting married, it's okay. Everything else is not okay."

Hua Zhiyi picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip. He continued, "Didn't you want to tell me that you're going to make a living in Jianghu?

Ever since we were young, you would mention it to me once every few years. I reckon that you will be telling me about it soon. "

"Abba, I've learned martial arts. I've seen all kinds of people in Chang 'an for two years. I'm no longer the naive child I used to be. Why can't I do it?"

Hua Cuicui was flustered and exasperated.

"A Cuicui, tell me, what is Jianghu?

We've been in Chang 'an for more than two years. We've opened inns. After the inns were closed, we started to run casinos. Every day, we see different people and things in the world. In your heart, is Jianghu the only place without Abba? "

Hua Zhiyi continued, "You'd better put away your desire to wander the martial world.

Abba is going on a long trip with Uncle Zhao Pei and Uncle Zhong Fan in a few days. I'll leave the responsibility of managing Juxin Square to you. "

"Abba!

Where are you going? "Hua Cuicui tugged on Hua Zhiyi's sleeve and asked anxiously.

Hua Zhiyi stroked Hua Cuicui's head lovingly and said softly, "A Cuicui, you've grown up and you have the ability to protect yourself. Abba isn't worried.

This time, Abba and Uncle Zhao Pei want to go back and take a look at Dongfeng Stockade. "

"Abba, A Cuicui can't bear to part with you." Hua Cuicui hugged Hua Zhiyi and said with a tearful voice.

"Silly child, you're already of marriageable age. Why are you still acting like a child?"

Hua Zhiyi said as he gently patted Hua Cuicui's back, just like when he was coaxing Hua Cuicui to sleep when they were young.

…

"Abba, Uncle Zhao Pei, Uncle Zhong Fan, be careful on the road. Remember to write to me."

At the back door of Juxin Square, a servant was loading luggage into the carriage. Hua Cuicui was looking at the three people standing in front of her with teary eyes.

"A Cuicui, you have to take care of yourself too. I've already prepared the medicine you usually use. It's in that short cabinet. I've even written down the dosage and usage. If you have a headache, fever, or diarrhea, remember to find it and take it." Zhong Fan carefully instructed.

After Zhong Fan finished speaking, Zhao Pei also opened his mouth to say, "A Cuicui, I forgot to tell you before. You can't not change your appearance using human skin for more than two days. Remember, remember."

"Or else what will happen?!" Hua Cuicui's face was full of shock.

"You won't be able to breathe properly and will have pimples. If you have too many pimples, your face will rot and no one will dare to marry you."

After Zhao Pei finished speaking with a serious expression, he couldn't help but laugh.

Hua Cuicui looked at the laughing Zhao Pei and said speechlessly, "Uncle Zhao Pei …"

"It's time to go. If we don't go now, the sky will be dark."

Hua Zhiyi motioned for Zhao Pei and Zhong Fan to get on the carriage first. Then he patted Hua Cuicui's shoulder and said, "A Cuicui, take care of yourself." Then he bent down slightly and said in a low voice, "If you have any problems, look for Prince Heng."

Without waiting for Hua Cuicui to react, he turned around and jumped into the carriage. Zhong Fan glanced into the carriage, and after making sure that they were all seated properly, he swung the horsewhip in his hand and urged the horse to slowly move forward …

Hua Cuicui looked at the carriage in the distance, still thinking about what Hua Zhiyi said just now.

"If you have any problems, look for Prince Heng."

This Prince Heng usually came to Juxin Square to play and had a good relationship with Hua Zhiyi. They often got together to drink tea and play chess. Otherwise, he wouldn't have written those five words for Juxin Square. However, in Hua Cuicui's heart, she really didn't think highly of this Iron Hat Prince.

Actually, the first time they met wasn't at Juxin Building.

It was when they first came to Chang 'an City. Hua Zhiyi, Zhao Pei, and Zhong Fan were all busy with the renovation of Yunlai Inn and weren't at home. Hua Zhiyi told Hua Cuicui not to go out if there was nothing important.

But that day, Hua Cuicui was really bored at home. After practicing the Luancang Sword Style that Jing Qiang taught her a few times, she really didn't know what to do.

After pacing around the courtyard for an hour, Hua Cuicui finally thought of an idea. She knew that Hua Zhiyi didn't let her go out because of her face. She didn't want to cause trouble, so she just had to cover her face.

So she found a veil and covered her face in the bronze mirror. After making sure that the veil wouldn't fall off, she excitedly went out.

She found a passerby on the street and asked, "Can you tell me how to get to West Street?" Then she walked in the direction the passerby pointed.

That day, when she was planting flowers in the courtyard, she heard Aunt Zhang, who lived in the house next door, scolding her husband, Uncle Zhang, "You damn old man!

You must have taken the family's money to gamble at West Street today!

Now that you've lost all the money to buy rice, what are you going to do … "She knew that the gambling house was on West Street in Chang 'an.

Speaking of which, although Hua Cuicui had studied the Qian Shu with Yu Wei for four years, she had never gambled before.

So she always wanted to prove the Qian Shu that she had painstakingly studied for the past four years.

Hua Cuicui arrived at the end of West Street. At the end of the street was the Yi Chun Brothel. Three to five charming brothel girls with heavy makeup were standing in front of the door, soliciting customers.

Hua Cuicui stood on the street looking around for a gambling house. One of the brothel girls, who was dressed in pink, covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed loudly. "You need to cover your face before you dare to go out on the street. How ugly must you be?"

After she said that, the group of brothel girls began to laugh and laugh.

When Hua Cuicui heard this, she became angry. Just as she was about to go forward and argue, she remembered that Hua Zhiyi had said, "Don't cause trouble." So she restrained herself.

But at this time, a young man walked out of the Yi Chun Brothel with two stunning beauties in his arms.

"Who is so ugly that they need to wear a veil when they go out?"

When the brothel girls heard the voice, they quickly turned their heads and smiled sweetly as they crowded around the young man.

"Prince Heng, where are you going?"

The young man was the famous Prince Heng of Chang 'an, Yan Heng.

Prince Heng didn't answer. He only looked at Hua Cuicui, who was standing twenty feet away, with a frivolous expression. He thought to himself, "Just look at her figure. How bad can her appearance be?"

Then he let go of the beauties beside him. As he walked down the steps, he laughed and said, "It's not only the unsalted girls who wear a veil. Perhaps they are as beautiful as fairies …"

After he finished speaking, he came in front of Hua Cuicui. Just as he was about to lift the white jade folding fan in his hand to lift the veil, Hua Cuicui blocked him with her hand. "Prince, don't look. The left side of my face was burned by hot oil. It's not good to scare Prince."

Yan Heng, who had intended to not give up until he saw Hua Cuicui raise her hand, saw her sleeve slip down and reveal her white wrist. He suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked at Hua Cuicui without saying a word.

"Prince Heng, can you see what this girl looks like?" the brothel girl in yellow asked in a sweet voice.

"So she really is an unsalted girl. Boring, boring."

With his thoughts interrupted, Yan Heng silently withdrew his gaze. After he lazily said a sentence, he turned and walked towards the Joyful Spring Brothel …

Hua Cuicui was a bit stunned. When she heard the brothel girls call that man "Prince," she felt a headache coming. If this Prince insisted on lifting the veil, then she really didn't know what to do. After all, she couldn't hit him, nor could she run away.

But she didn't know if it was her words that made him lose interest, but he suddenly stopped moving.

But not lifting the veil was still a good thing.

Hua Cuicui let out a light breath and continued to walk forward. However, Prince Heng had left a bad impression in her heart.

"A Prince, hanging around in a brothel, still so frivolous, casually flirting with the girls on the street. He really is a disgrace to the imperial family.

He's good-looking, but what's the use?!

That's right, when I saw him walk, his left foot seemed to be limping … "

… …

Hua Cuicui chose a place called "Good Luck Gambling House" and walked in. The narrow space was packed with people. There were ordinary people wearing coarse linen clothes, and there were also many well-dressed rich young masters. However, without exception, they all had the same expression on their faces: nervous and focused.

Following the banker's shout, "Open!", everyone's faces showed completely different expressions. The people who won were naturally complacent, and the people who lost were cursing the heavens and the earth.

Hua Cuicui looked at the long table in the middle of the gambling house's hall. At this time, they were playing a game called "Gambling Fan Stall".

Gambling Fan Stall was easy to talk about, but it was even easier to play.

The specific gambling method was to place a pile of small round, pea-green porcelain pieces on the table, called "peels". The dealer would separate a small pile and cover it with a dice cup with a copper handle, allowing people to guess what they wanted to buy. Then a square piece of tin or wood would be placed in front of the rest of the large pile of peels. The side closest to the peels would be called "one", the left side would be called "two", the opposite side would be called "three", and the right side would be called "four". At this time, the gambler could bet on what he wanted to buy on the front side of the peels. Once the dice cup was opened, the dealer would use a slender bamboo pole to push the small pile of peels apart. Four peels would be placed in groups of four back into the large pile of peels to see how many peels were left in the end.

After watching for a while, Hua Cuicui weighed in her heart and took out a silver horn from her pocket. Just as she was about to try it, she suddenly saw the thick curtain of the gambling house open and a person walk in.

"Enemies are bound to meet on a narrow road," Hua Cuicui muttered.

The person who came in was Prince Heng, whom she had just met on the street.

Suddenly, Hua Cuicui, who had lost her desire to try it, was afraid that Prince Heng would find trouble with her again. She planned to quietly sneak out of the gambling house with the thought that it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble. Who knew that after he came in, he didn't even look at her and walked straight into the gambling house.

"It's better if he can't see …" Hua Cuicui carefully put the silver horn back into her pocket and walked out of the gambling house.

Hua Cuicui bought two cages of beef buns at the Lingering Fragrance House on the East Street. She happily thought that she could let Abba, Uncle Zhao Pei, and Uncle Zhong Fan taste the delicious Chang 'an food when she got home. Therefore, she walked all the way home.

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