Yang Zilu scratched her head and shrugged for no reason. But she didn't care too much. According to Zheng Dan's previous guidance, she came to Huansha Creek. I don't know if it was intentional or something. There were pebbles on the Huansha Creek next to the village, but on both sides were reeds half a person tall, like a natural bathroom. One at every intersection in the village.

Yang Zilu hid in the reeds, took off her clothes, and slowly stepped into the water. The water was very cool. But what made Yang Zilu regret was that she did not have shower gel. But I wonder what people in this era used to take a bath?

While swimming, Yang Zilu suddenly heard the sound of water splashes. She didn't pay attention at first. She thought that the big carp jumped onto the water surface and suddenly saw a man tilting his head and breaking out of the water. Her wet hair hangs down like a waterfall. Fortunately, the man only exposed his collarbone and shoulders, and probably did not step on the riverbed under his feet, otherwise Yang Zilu wouldn't know what to do.

However, Yang Zilu was quite embarrassed now. She didn't know whether to remind her or not. Because he was the Yi Guang he was familiar with, Yang Zilu wanted to sink into the water and never show up for the rest of her life.

"Ah!" But Yang Zilu didn't need to hesitate, because Yi Guang had already seen Yang Zilu who was dumbfounded, exclaimed in surprise and sank into the water, revealing only a pair of eyes that looked like black pearls.

"Uh! That... that, I'm not meant, I just... come to take a shower!" Yang Zilu was so embarrassed that she was incoherent.

"You! Why are you here? You peek at me!" Yi Guang raised his head and shouted in a crying voice.

Yang Zilu wished she could hit the wall and fainted. She could only stand up in a hurry, and her hands were swinging rapidly like a fan, "No! Yi Guang...you, you, listen to my explanation! Explain!"

"Ah!" Yi Guang suddenly burst into tears, and he sank into the water. He didn't know where he swam.

Yang Zilu couldn't help but be stunned. What are you doing? Yang Zilu suddenly felt her lower body was cold, and she suddenly kicked her eyes and lowered her head. She saw her little brother with her head raised and her chest looked down at everything in the night wind.

"Oh no!" Yang Zilu grinned, spread her fingers and patted her forehead, and said in pain: "Yi Guang must have regarded me as a prodigal son of the Dingtu. The problem is! I am not!"

But Yang Zilu didn't know that his bad luck was not over yet. She returned to Zheng Dan's house and pushed the door in. She saw Zheng Dan, who was lying on the bed with only his little head, glaring at Yang Zilu fiercely. She said viciously: "Brother Yang, I respect you, so I call you Brother Yang, don't be too arrogant!"

(Note: The goal of gaining momentum appeared in the Warring States Policy, and the Warring States Policy did not appear at this time. However, this is a novel. So some vocabulary and idioms may not appear at that time, but Mu Mu has been used. I hope experts and professors should not find fault in this regard.)

Who am I provoking? Yang Zilu widened her eyes and was at a loss. To be honest, she was stunned.

Seeing Yang Zilu looking confused, Zheng Dan simply pointed out, but he was obviously a little shy: "You, you just peeked at me where, where, don't think I, I don't know!"

Yang Zilu realized that she was "informed in the east", but then again, why didn't Zheng Dan say that at that time, but now she said that? Isn't this a bit like a hindsight?

This matter has to start from the beginning. It took time back to Yang Zilu who had just left the bamboo house. The silent little brat saw that his sister seemed to like Yang Zilu a little, and said, "Sister! Are you some people named Yang Zilu?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I, I just have a little bit of affection for him! Yes! That's a little bit of affection!" Zheng Dan forced himself to hold on.

"Sister, he is a bad guy!" said the silent little brat coldly.

"Ah! Mission, why do you say that? I don't know if Brother Yang is a good person, but he is definitely not a good person! He is like a sage, and he chose to travel around the country to study! It's too profitable. What kind of heart can you have to do such a great action!" Zheng Dan immediately complained about Yang Zilu's grievances when he heard this, and was still a little intoxicated.

"But I saw that he had been aiming at your... chest just now!" The silent little brat (miss wife?) hesitated for a while and changed to an appropriate word and said.

"Ah?" Zheng Dan was shocked when he heard this, lowered his head, and suddenly saw... he exposed himself. He didn't pay much attention at home, and he didn't expect that Yang Zilu, an outsider, would come, and he didn't pay attention.

Needless to say, Yang Zilu, who is defined as a pervert, has sharply declined in Zheng Dan's favorability. Although it will not become negative, it will definitely not be much better.

Yang Zilu could only sleep in bed with depression and instead thought about how to live in the future.

A house is certain, but in this era, there is no need to buy land and build a house. The land in the city is exceptional. As long as your land is not built on other people's fields, it is enough. But you have to tell the village chief and others, otherwise even if others don't drive you away, the people near you are not friendly to you, so how can you live there?

But this is easy to deal with. He has the title of a down-and-out nobleman, and with some knowledge, he can also be respected by others. The money for building a house requires you to find a way out of your clothes. From Zheng Datian's mouth, Yang Zilu learned that his fabric was very good, and he didn't know which one it was, but it was probably quite valuable.

In this era, Yang Zilu realized that there are many types of cloth, name, silk and silk are the most commonly used by ordinary people, but these two types of cloth are very poor and easy to break. Even if you change them carefully, you will have to change a new one in a year. Ordinary wealthy families use silk, brocade, and embroider these colorful patterns of fabrics. Higher powerful people wear silk, silk, satin, etc.
Chapter completed!