Southern Kings Capital.

Unconsciously, half a month has passed, the tea shop that has been operating for many years outside the royal capital is still the permanent residence of the merchants who come and go, some of them come from the leading country, do business thousands of miles away, and some are the small people who go into the city to deliver goods, they will sit down in this tea shop before entering the royal capital, rest their feet, drink a big bowl of tea and then go into the city with a bang.

They sat together, talking, and talking.

At this time, from afar, a man dressed in goose-yellow clothes, wearing a hat on his head, covering half of his face, holding a wooden stick that he didn't know where to pick up, carrying a burden, hurriedly walked over.

I saw her pull a bench and sit down, stretched out her hand to call Xiao Er and commanded, "I want a side of bread and a bowl of tea." ”

Xiao Er received a few copper coins, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, you wait a minute." ”

She stretched out her hand and took off the hat, her white little face, her eyebrows were like willows, her clear and smart eyes looked at the city wall not far away, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently showed an innocent smile, and she muttered to herself: "Brother Yunting, Ai Zi is coming to you." ”

"Guest, your bread and tea. ”

Ai Zi casually said thank you, and then began to devour her head and gobble up, she wanted to finish it quickly, so that she could surprise Brother Yunting.

Sure enough, Ai Zi divided five by two, but after a while, he ate cleanly, picked up the hat casually, and walked away quickly.

After entering the city, it was noon, Ai Zi looked at the people who came and went, and there was a feeling of being in a different world.

A month ago, she was still flying on the eaves of everyone's shouting, but now she seems to have changed a layer of skin all over her body, and she no longer has to hide on the street, staring at the purse of the lady of the big family from time to time.

Ai Zi felt happy when she thought of this, she threw away the hat in her hand and went to and from the stalls excitedly.

After a while, I fiddled with the lantern, and after a while, I turned a few pages of the ancient book that I couldn't understand, and then I looked at the rouge gouache, wiped it on my face twice, and looked left and right, but I felt that this rouge was too cheesy, Brother Yunting, I definitely didn't like it, so I simply put it down.

Ai Zi was thinking about whether to buy something as a gift, otherwise it would be rude to go empty-handed, and when he was thinking about meditation, he suddenly heard a commotion not far away.

Ai Zi was immediately attracted to her gaze, she looked and ran over.

A few people dressed as subordinates were punching and kicking a man who was lying on the ground and rolling around, and they kept shouting: "You painted my young master as ugly as you, I think you are ugly!"

The man lying on the ground had no power to fight back, so he could only cover his face with his hands and let them hit.

Ai Zi frowned, even if the painting is not very good, you can't fight like this, if you continue like this, it will kill people!

"Hey, you big men beat a weak scholar, what kind of heroes!" Ai Zi pinched his waist, stood out of the crowd, and said sharply.

Those people really stopped, looked Ai Zi up and down a little viciously, pointed at her nose and shouted: "What is the matter with us beating people? Go, what do you know about a yellow-haired girl?"

"Hey, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, I can also tolerate you being so wild, if you don't stop, believe it or not, I'll report to the official!"

The subordinates looked at each other, and suddenly laughed: "Report to the official, our young master is Wang Fa." ”

"Who is your young master? so arrogant!"

As soon as a few subordinates were about to speak, they heard a lazy voice coming from behind them: "Who dares to say that about me?"

The subordinate automatically got out of the way, only to see a fat man in silk with a big belly and poop walking out with a ball of paper in his hand, looking around, his eyes naturally fell on Ai Zi, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Is it you yellow-haired girl who is talking about me behind your back?"

Ai Zi snorted coldly, rubbing his finger against his nose: "It's my aunt and grandmother, what can you do to me?"

The rich fat man glanced at a few subordinates, and stretched out his fat hand: "How about it? Of course, you will beat me, even this painter!"

Ai Zi tilted his head, this group of lazy rich disciples has this ability, but although he is also a three-legged cat, it is more than enough to deal with these subordinates.

Ai Zidong punched and kicked the big men to the ground very easily, and the rich fat man saw it and felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly threw down the paper ball in his hand, and said a cruel word, and then fled with the subordinate with the color on his face.

Ai Zi clapped his hands unsatisfied, and then leaned down to help the painter who was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face: "Are you okay?"

The painter grinned in pain, his face was full of pimples, rosacea, lips like red sausages, one eye was big and the other was small, and he was simply ugly.

"Thank you, girl, for saving your life. "The painter went on and on, but the sound was quite magnetic.

Ai Zi waved his hand, picked up the paper ball that was thrown on the ground by the way, unfolded it and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing, although the rich disciple was very fat, but he wouldn't turn him into a pig's head, no wonder he would be beaten?

"Girl, what are you laughing at?

Ai Zi finally couldn't hold back a smile: "You say, no wonder you let people chase and fight, if you want me to say, you deserve it, you paint people like this, it's strange if people don't look for you desperately." ”

The painter also scratched his head embarrassedly: "But the people around me say that my painting skills are very superb, and I am the first painter in the royal capital, but I didn't expect that as soon as I came out, it would be like this." ”

"No, your painting skills are quite superb, they are flattering you, you are not as good as this girl's painting. ”

The painter's eyes lit up, and he said respectfully: "By the way, the girl saved Zaixia, but Zai Xia still doesn't know the girl's name." ”

Ai Zi patted his chest: "My name is Ai Zi, so what's your name?"

"Oh, down there's the South...... Nanjian. ”

Ai Ziyi frowned: "Nanjian?!This name is so strange, but I think it's quite smooth for you to pronounce the name upside down." ”

Recite it upside down?

Nanjian,?!

Nan Jian's face darkened suddenly: "Although Miss Ai Zi saved Zaixia's life, you can't humiliate Zaixia at will." ”

Ai Zi chuckled and patted him on the shoulder: "I'm kidding you, you really take it seriously, you're really a reader." ”

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard a strange gurgling sound.

Nan Jian's ears turned red, and he subconsciously covered his stomach.

"Are you hungry?"

Nan Jian nodded, and said embarrassedly: "I originally wanted to paint a picture for others and earn money for food, but I didn't expect it to be noon, and I didn't earn a copper plate, so I was very ashamed." ”