Chapter 150 The Angry Princess and the Rough General 5
Cha Jiu spoke up, somewhat embarrassedly: "I can't go down."
Oh, I don't dislike him.
Shen Beizhan's mood improved a little, and his tone became patient: "What's wrong?"
"My legs seem to be worn out."
Shen Beizhan couldn't believe it: "...but we only ran one lap."
Cha Jiu had no choice but to stretch out his hands towards him.
Shen Beizhan hesitated for a moment, but still pinched her slender waist and carried her off the horse.
Not only was Cha Jiu's leg scratched, but there were also several bloody scratches on his face from being scratched by gravel.
After the female doctor applied medicine to her, she couldn't help but blame Shen Beizhan: "General, you are the same. Your Highness is delicate and weak. How can you treat her so casually like a rough man?"
Shen Beizhan has a hard time expressing his suffering.
How could he know that there are such delicate people in the world who can be hurt by just a gust of wind?
However, seeing Cha Jiu sitting obediently to take the medicine, Shen Beizhan still felt a little guilty.
Just then the tent was opened, and sunlight poured in from outside, falling right on Cha Jiu's face, allowing Shen Beizhan to see clearly her delicate skin.
It is delicate and smooth without any blemishes, with a light pink hue and almost invisible fine hairs visible in the sun.
It's like a very green and tempting peach, making you want to take a bite.
Shen Beizhan blushed for some reason.
Cha Jiu was listening to the female doctor's instructions when the system popped up a reminder: "Shen Beizhan's favorability value has reached 20%, Cha Cha, keep it up."
Cha Jiu didn't expect that the number would increase so much in these two days.
Strike while the iron is hot.
"General, this saddle is still a little too hard for me. It might be better if we change it to a softer one." Cha Jiu's eyes moved and fell on Shen Beizhan. "I wonder if the general is free to go with me to choose."
In fact, there is nothing in the General's Mansion.
But Cha Jiu just wanted to find an excuse to have more contact with Shen Beizhan.
Shen Beizhan felt guilty towards her, so he naturally agreed.
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There are many good horse harnesses in the capital, but the most popular one among the nobles is still the Yumafang.
The saddles made by Yumafang are both gorgeous and comfortable. The materials used are collected from traveling merchants from all over the country. They only care about quality and not price.
Therefore, even though the good things in Yumafang were shockingly expensive, most of them were bought by nobles who spent huge sums of money on them.
Especially since the news of the emperor's hunting expedition came out recently, more young men and women from aristocratic families have come here.
Shen Beizhan was tall, and the beard on his face made him stand out among the group of handsome young men. As soon as he and Cha Jiu came in, they attracted everyone's attention.
Everyone bowed to Cha Jiu, but many were whispering to each other.
"I heard that Princess Chenghui likes gentlemen like Lord Song. Now she has to face General Shen's face day and night. I'm afraid she will have trouble sleeping and eating."
"General Shen is nicknamed 'Ghost Face'. Is he ugly?"
"I don't know, but this full beard looks like he wants to eat people. It really does affect the appearance."
Shen Beizhan touched his beard and snorted in his heart.
What do these pretty boys know? They only look masculine when they have thick beards.
However, he never cared about what others thought, and would never change his aesthetic for others.
There was a noble lady not far away, looking at Cha Jiu from a distance, with a faint gleam in her eyes.
Although Cha Jiu can't ride a horse, he has an innate good eye for good things.
She immediately fell in love with the wooden and iron saddle with gold-plated patterns hanging high on the shelf, pointed at it and asked Shen Beizhan beside her: "How about this one?"
Shen Beizhan was surprised by her eyes: "It looks good."
Looking at it from a general perspective, it is probably the best saddle around.
Chenxiang was about to ask the shopkeeper to take down the saddle when someone intercepted him.
"Boss, I want this saddle with gold-embroidered patterns." A clear and pleasant female voice sounded not far away.
Chenxiang paused with his finger in the air, turned around to look at the person who came, and suddenly became angry.
It was her again, Princess Roujia of Prince Gong’s Mansion, Chu Mengwan.
Cha Jiu turned around and looked at her.
She had an oval face, red phoenix eyes, cold brows, and wore a royal blue silk dress with cloud patterns, which was different from the plain clothing and makeup popular in Beijing at that time. It made her stand out among the group of delicate women with a unique heroic spirit.
The system introduced: "This Chu Mengwan is Song Heng's sweetheart. Her father, Prince Gong, had a deep friendship with the emperor. The emperor was assassinated in his early years, and Prince Gong died while protecting the emperor. Only Chu Mengwan and a younger brother were left. Therefore, the emperor particularly favors Chu Mengwan, and your original body has suffered a lot of grievances from her."
Cha Jiu is puzzled: "The Emperor loves Chu Mengwan more than her original self"
System: "The Emperor took pity on her because she lost her father at a young age. Besides, she is used to pretending to be nice and has much better relationships with people than you."
Cha Jiu smiled: "No wonder, this kind of person is a perfect match for Song Heng."
Chen Xiang said in a bad tone: "Princess Roujia, first come first served, this saddle was chosen by our Highness first."
This Princess Roujia always likes to steal your Highness' things, she is really hateful.
Chu Mengwan smiled: "The etiquette of first come first served is correct, but the fact is that I asked the shopkeeper to take down the saddle first. If we talk about etiquette, the saddle belongs to me; but if we talk about status, I naturally have to hand over the saddle."
Her words were an allusion to Cha Jiu using his power to oppress others.
Chu Mengwan's close friend Yuan Yao, the youngest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, had always disliked this princess who abused her power to entangle her brother-in-law.
Seeing her good sister being bullied, Yuan Yao became even more gloomy: "If His Highness wants something, it is not our turn to say 'no'. It is the same for wanting a saddle or a person."
Chu Mengwan tugged at Yuan Yao, shook her head and advised, "Forget it, it's just a saddle. Shopkeeper, give this saddle to His Highness."
These words showed that she was broad-minded and modest.
In this case, if Cha Jiu accepted the saddle, he would probably be severely criticized by the censors in a memorial the next day.
If I don't accept it, I will lose face in front of public.
Chenxiang and Qingdai were so angry that their faces turned red.
Shen Beizhan, who was standing by, saw it clearly.
Chu Mengwan had already chosen the saddle, but when she saw that Cha Jiu was interested in the gold-embroidered saddle, she came over to join in.
He really didn't understand why the women in the capital were so scheming and complicated.
Compared to this, being coquettish is not really a disadvantage.
Cha Jiu didn't dare to take the saddle, but Shen Beizhan did.
"Thank you for your courtesy." Shen Beizhan took the saddle from the shopkeeper without any hesitation, threw the purse over and paid.
Chu Mengwan was stunned.
Cha Jiu didn't expect Shen Beizhan to stand up for her. After all, a favorability value of 20% was not too high.
Yuan Yao was furious: "In the battle of Shen Bei, Prince Gong died protecting his chariot, yet you bully the young princess who lost her father. Aren't you afraid of being impeached by the censors?"
Shen Beizhan sneered: "She gave it to me voluntarily. How could I bully her? Besides, someone in her family died, and I am the only one left in my family. What can the censors use to impeach me?"
Who wouldn't be miserable?
Cha Jiu raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that although those dark eyes were smiling, a trace of loneliness and sadness flashed across them.
She gently held Shen Beizhan's hand.
Shen Beizhan felt the warmth of her palm, was stunned for a moment, and looked down at her.
She felt sorry for him.
Shen Beizhan felt warm in his heart and tried to shake her hand back.
When he looked up again, the emotions in Shen Beizhan's eyes disappeared, replaced by the coldness and strong oppression brought from the battlefield. His eyes were sharp, like a sharp blade that had absorbed enough blood.
Yuan Yao was so frightened by his gaze that she took a few steps back.
Chu Mengwan supported her, pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Shopkeeper," Shen Beizhan said, "Not only this saddle, but all the goods in the Yumafang, I want them all."
There is an unwritten rule in Yumafang that if someone buys all the goods, his purchasing priority is higher than that of individual customers.
Yuan Yao was furious: "Shen Beizhan, you are going too far!"
He looked at Chu Mengwan and Yuan Yao with a mocking look: "I am just bullying you, what can you do to me?"
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