From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 106 Poetry Party
The two men rode side by side and left the city.

Then they rode fast to the pasture.

"Ouch!" Sun Zhuangtou obviously knew Dugu Kang, and hurried forward to lead the horse, "The prince is here to be castrated too?"

"..." Dugu Kang was speechless for a moment.

"The prince missed the late princess, so I brought him out to relax."

Meng Yuan smiled and asked, "Where is Zhao Datou?"

"He's right behind us!" Sun Zhuangtou quickly responded, "Have some tea, I'll have someone go and invite him!"

"No need, let's go look for it together." Meng Yuan said with a smile.

"One piece at a time!" Dugu Kang was also enthusiastic.

Sun Zhuangtou had nothing to say, so he led the way.

While leading the way, Sun Zhuangtou saw that the prince and Meng Yuan were talking with their heads down, and it was clear that Meng Yuan was the main focus.

"I haven't seen him for a month or so, and this Guard Meng has become more and more impressive. Does the prince have to curry favor with him? I'm afraid Guard Meng has climbed up the social ladder again, but who else can he climb up to except Xun Mei? Did he climb up to the princess? I heard that the princess and Prince Xin don't get along and they don't see each other every day... Oh, the princess is a fairy-like figure, it wouldn't be... it wouldn't be that she found a godfather for the prince? No wonder she often comes here to castrate beasts, it turns out she is here to make up for it!" Sun Zhuangtou was thinking wildly in his mind, shuddered suddenly, and slapped himself in the mouth.

"What's wrong, Mr. Sun?" Dugu Kang was kind-hearted and asked curiously.

"There's a fly." Half of Sun Zhuang's face was swollen, but he still smiled.

When they came to the back, they saw an animal shed. Zhao Datou was outside the shed. When he saw Meng Yuan and others coming, he quickly hushed.

"They're breeding now, don't scare them." Zhao Datou stepped forward to explain.

He now holds a high position in the ranch and no longer does heavy work. He only takes care of a few donkeys and drives the donkey cart on weekdays.

Meng Yuan stood on tiptoe and took a look into the donkey shed, thinking that he was not as capable as me.

"Uncle Big Head, come here." Meng Yuan pulled Zhao Datou aside to chat in detail.

When the village head Sun saw Dugu Kang shaking his head and sighing at the donkey shed, he flattered him, "Sir, shall I cut some for you to eat later?"

"..." Dugu Kang was stunned and said, "I...I have been eating less meat recently."

"Then let's cut some deer blood?" Sun Zhuangtou asked again.

"You cut his pubic hair." Dugu Kang was not a pedantic monk. He pointed at Meng Yuan in the distance and said, "He has many wives and is weak. I think he will benefit from it. I don't need it."

Sun Zhuangtou nodded and agreed immediately.

Meng Yuan and Zhao Datou were also arguing over there.

"My aunt said that after class at noon every day, she would go to the old place to take a look." said Zhao Datou.

"I see." Meng Yuan nodded with a smile.

"I heard from Old Jiang that Teacher Nie, who taught you these skills, has a child at home, and you two get along pretty well. Isn't that great? Girl Jiang is not unreasonable, so there's no need for you to go out and play around." Zhao Datou advised carefully.

"I understand." Meng Yuan also patiently explained, "Now that I have a job outside, it's okay to tell you. The aunt is my informant, that's all."

Zhao Datou seemed to be unconvinced, but finally nodded.

Meng Yuan said nothing more and did not stay any longer. He just left the horses at the farm and took Dugu Kang out of the farm.

"Poetry, wine and countryside, it's really nice!" Dugu Kang sighed, "Mr. Meng, what on earth are we doing here?"

"Meet my informant." Meng Yuan said.

"Informant?" Dugu Kang was shocked. "You've only been employed for a few days, and you already have an informant?"

"What do you think?" Meng Yuan smiled.

The two walked forward together and came to the foot of the mountain.

It is already mid-May, and the mountains and hills are full of greenery.

Before noon, Meng Yuan heard some noise. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small weasel with brown skin and white belly, catching butterflies while coming towards him.

Xiangling was carrying a small bag tied diagonally in front of her, and she looked like a capable person who could get things done.

But she didn't wear a headscarf on her head, instead she had a cloth flower pinned to her ear.

In the past, she looked like a silly village woman when she wore a headscarf, but now she looks like a noble person.

"Oh! Little gelder!" The butterfly flew high, and Xiangling finally saw Meng Yuan. She ran forward happily, first with her front paws off the ground, looking up at Meng Yuan, and then happily climbed onto Meng Yuan's shoulder, "Oh! You smell so good! Better than cow dung!"

She rubbed her head against Meng Yuan's neck, stretched her neck, looked at Meng Yuan's face carefully, and then stood up straight, "Who combed your hair? It's not neat." She didn't say a few words and she started finding fault again.

Xiangling looked like an old woman and pulled Meng Yuan's hair. "Now it's better!"

She leaned her head forward again, and the cloth flower next to her ear was almost touching Meng Yuan's eyes, clearly intending to give him a compliment.

"Are you finished school?" Meng Yuan asked.

"Let's not talk about that." Xiangling had obviously left school early. She avoided the question and tilted her head to look serious. "Do you think I've gained weight or lost weight?"

"Where did you get this cloth flower? It's so beautiful!" Meng Yuan asked.

"I made it up myself!" Xiangling was so happy to see Meng Yuan finally noticed it, "It's very fashionable!"

"People in the city are not as fashionable as you." Meng Yuan said.

Dugu Kang stood aside, staring blankly at Meng Yuan chatting with his informant. They talked for a long time about things like going to school and fashion, all of which were irrelevant.

"Who is this person? He looks like he eats a lot!" Xiangling finally saw Dugu Kang.

"I am Dugu Kang from Songhe Prefecture. Nice to meet you." Dugu Kang saluted with his fists clasped.

Xiangling heard this and quickly stood up on Meng Yuan's shoulder and bowed in return, "I am Lao Biexian Xiangling, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

Dugu Kang realized that he was pretending to be pure, while this yellow-skinned guy was truly pure.

"Little gelder, where have you been these days?" Xiangling asked curiously with her eyes wide open.

"I'm out on business." Meng Yuan said.

"You must be making a lot of money, right?" Xiangling sighed, "It's not easy to make money these days!"

"I earned a little bit." Meng Yuan said with a smile.

"My godmother said that if you lose money you can earn it again, if you lose eggs you can steal them again, but if you lose your life you lose everything." Xiangling's eyes widened and she said seriously, "Little gelder, you haven't come yet, I miss you so much!"

She gently patted Meng Yuan's face and said, "Tell me when you run out of money, and I'll steal eggs to feed you. Don't go out and lose your life!"

"Okay." Meng Yuan smiled and took out a boiled egg.

"Little gelder, you are so kind!" Xiangling happily took the egg, and then widened her eyes and said, "Lotus leaves have grown in the old turtle pit!"

"Such a big leaf!" She opened her arms and the egg immediately fell. She hurriedly held the egg again and said solemnly: "Let's go! Let's hold a poetry reading!"

"May I have the honor to attend the meeting?" Dugu Kang asked.

"Can you write poetry?" Xiangling asked while peeling eggs.

"I learned a little bit." Dugu Kang said.

"Then I have to see if you are really good or not. The people invited to the Lao Bie Keng poetry gathering are all talented." Xiangling thought for a moment and said, "Then let's do something simple. I'm going to go see the river and come back to drink noodle soup. Please!"

"..." Dugu Kang had a confused look on his face. He looked at Meng Yuan, but saw that Meng Yuan turned his head away, as if he had done something wrong, and he didn't dare to look at him at all.

"You haven't finished your noodle soup yet, and you're going...to see the river again?" Dugu Kang echoed.

"You're one of the poets!" Xiangling nodded in approval.

Dugu Kang was still a little confused.

The two people and the weasel entered the mountain. Xiangling kept asking Meng Yuan what he had done, and then gave him some advice.

Seeing that there was no one in the mountain, Dugu Kang bravely took off his wig, revealing a big bald head.

Xiangling was shocked. "Is this popular in the city?"

She had never seen a real monk, only the bald-headed and big-tailed monk, so she didn't know him very well.

"I am just attached to appearances." Seeing that Meng Yuan was about to speak, Dugu Kang spoke in advance.

"..."Meng Yuan was indeed speechless.

Xiangling's eyes widened. After a long while, she seemed to have thought of a word. While chewing the egg yolk, she said suddenly, "One is a fairy flower in the paradise, and the other has no hair."

Meng Yuan felt helpless. Xiangling was different after entering school. The words she learned were all trendy and unpopular, and she only learned these exquisite and naughty ones.

"Great!" Dugu Kang couldn't help but admire it.

(End of this chapter)