A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xiaojing washed up, changed into clothes and was taken to the gate of Dali Temple by the jailer.

"How is it?" Yu Zhigan glanced at Zhang Xiaojing, who was completely refreshed. It was really good. People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Zhang Xiaojing changed into clothes, took a shower, and his hair stood up. He became much more energetic, especially the scar on his face, which looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

"The Living King of Hell is now like the King of Hell. Let's take me to see what Chang'an looks like, and experience what it means to be like in spring breeze and horses are fast, and you can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and took Zhang Xiaojing away. Liu Bei heard Yu Zhigan say a poem, and savored it carefully, which was very charming. The spring breeze was so proud that the horse's hooves were fast. One day, he saw all the flowers in Chang'an. Liu Bei almost couldn't help but applaud Yu Zhigan.

However, Zhang Xiaojing looked at Yu Zhigan's arrogant look and looked up and down: "That, young master, have you brought the money?"

"Ah? Money?"

Yu Zhi touched his waist and found that his waist wallet had been taken off when he was taken to Dali Temple by the clan mansion, and all the valuables on him were taken off. He patted him with some shame: "That, it seems that he forgot to bring it!"

"Then let's go back to Dali Temple. If you don't have money, you can't tell me what a thing about Chang'an flowers!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. Yu Zhi heard that this was the case. Although he was still the prince now, it would be too embarrassing to go to the brothel as the prince and not pay for it. He coughed gently: "That Lord Liu?"

"Ah, it's so good, the poem is so good, but unfortunately there are only two sentences, Young Master, you call me?" Liu Bei was still savoring the poem Yu Zhigan chanted casually. When he heard Yu Zhigan calling himself, he almost missed the tongue. Fortunately, he had learned a quick response brain when he skipped the shift and changed his mouth in time.

"Are you rich?"

"What?"

"Is there any money?"

Liu Bei nodded.

Yu Zhi smiled dryly and stretched out his hand: "Borrow some!"

Liu Bei swore that he really wanted to reject the prince's excessive request at that time. He not only forced the death row prisoners away at Dali Temple, but also went shopping. What's more, he just didn't take him away and asked for money from him. He said he was borrowing. Can the money be paid? How could he pay it back? Where did the prince not repay him? He went to ask for money from his father and emperor? He definitely did not contribute his purse because he was the prince!

Yu Zhigan took Liu Bei's purse and weighed it. He didn't know how much money he had. He threw it to Zhang Xiaojing: "Do you see enough?"

Zhang Xiaojing weighed it and nodded: "Enough, let's go, young master, I'll take you to see Chang'an flowers!" After walking two steps forward, Zhang Xiaojing suddenly stopped, took out a piece of silver from his purse, and threw it to Liu Bei: "That Lord Liu, the roast chicken was good today!" After saying that, he flicked his fingers hard, and the silver fell accurately into Liu Bei's hand.

"Young Master!"

Liu Bei wanted to cry, but he unconsciously called Yu Zhigan. It was only the beginning of the month, and there were more than ten days before the moon was sent to Yuefeng. This little money was not enough for Liu Bei to have a meal.

"What's wrong?" Yu Zhigan turned his head and looked at Liu Bei with a puzzled look, and found that the guy's face was a little ugly, not ugly, as if he had suffered a lot of grievance: "Mr. Liu, who bullied you? Why do you feel like you have suffered a lot of grievance!"

"Ah, no, I just heard a good poem, but I only had two sentences, and my heart was like thousands of ants grasping my heart!"

After hearing this, Yu Zhigan nodded. He used to read novels and saw wonderful things, and he would have this feeling. He was moved and patted Liu Bei on the shoulder: "The article is natural, and I got it by my hand. I am lucky to get it, but I lost it, so Lord Liu just cared too much, so let's say goodbye first!"

After saying that, Yu Zhigan took Zhang Xiaojing away from Dali Temple.

When Liu Bei heard Yu Zhigan say two classic poems, he fell into deep thought again: "The article is natural, and I can get it by hand. Good poems and good poems, I don't know if there are any more!"

When Liu Bei raised his head, Yu Zhigan and Zhang Xiaojing had already left. Liu Bei couldn't help but chase after him and shouted: "Young master, young master, what is the next sentence, what is the next sentence!"

After Yu Zhigan walked out of Dali Temple, he vaguely heard someone calling him, it was Liu Bei's voice, and immediately urged Zhang Xiaojing and the prison guard of Dali Temple who had changed his clothes: "Go, go, go, go, go quickly!"

"Young Master, it seems that someone calls you!"

A jailer said something uncertainly.

"You heard it wrong, no one called me!"

Yu Zhigan accelerated his pace again. Just kidding, can Yu Zhigan not hear? Yu Zhigan's ears are famous for being good. In "War Contractor", Yu Zhigan survived on various battlefields with his sharp hearing. How could he not hear Liu Bei calling himself?

It’s just because Yu Zhigan really doesn’t know what the other sentences are? I only remember these famous sentences when I memorized the poems in elementary and junior high school. Who can remember the rest? Just like Li Bai’s life is full of joy, and he will have all the money to spend and then come back. Who can recite them all?

As a poor student, Yu Zhigan doesn't even know who the author of the poem is. If he is entangled by Liu Bei, it will be another trouble.

Liu Bei chased Yu Zhi for a long time, but did not notice it, and sighed, but suddenly he thought that the prince took the death row prisoner out to visit Chang'an Street. He had not reported such a big thing yet. If the emperor found out, he would have to peel off his skin even if he didn't die. He couldn't help but speed up his pace to rush towards the palace. He had forgotten that he had a carriage.

"Young Master, let's just walk over?"

"What about that?"

Zhang Xiaojing looked at Yu Zhigan with an idiot's eyes: "Young Master, this Dali Temple is in Andianfang. We are going to Pingkangfang, which is separated by Yongxingfang and Chongrenfang. If you walk over like this, it will take at least half an hour. You are sure?"

Yu Zhigan looked up at the sun in the air. Although it was only May, it was a bit vicious, and walking for an hour was indeed a bit tiring.

"What should I do!"

"Simple!"

After Zhang Xiaojing finished speaking, he whistled vigorously. Soon several people wearing constable clothes rushed out of the alley. After seeing Zhang Xiaojing, he shouted excitedly: "Zhang Tou, you are out!"

"Well, I'll take a walk from the young master's clothes and find me a carriage. By the way, there is an ultimatum for the shop. Master, have you brought a wooden sign?"

"Forehead!"
Chapter completed!