Chapter Forty-Eight: The Moon Is Good

The moon in heaven is round and round, and the people of the earth walk and walk.

"Godmother, why hasn't anyone come yet?"

"Wait a little longer......"

The two of them waited in the alley for almost an hour, but still no one came, "three rings at the back door" No one came for so long, Wang Po has begun to suspect that Yuxian Tower is still the same Yuxian Tower before? Is it that the master has changed, the rules have changed, the wind in the capital is strong, and it is not a big deal to change the master after five years.

"Alas, let's go......" Wang Po was desperate, and it really changed.

"Godmother, where are we going?"

"Let's go first, let's take a look"

Wang Po turned around, bent down and walked slowly out of the alley, Pan Jinlian followed behind, although Wang Po walked very slowly, but the lantern was not big, and soon the two disappeared into the night.

The door opened again, and two people came out, looking around for a while.

"Jinzi, you, how can there be anyone, although I am your distant uncle, but you can't do it well, I can't let you stay, I still have to leave beforehand, don't come to me if it's not a big deal" The steward flicked his sleeves and left.

The man named Jin Zi scratched his head, looked in the alley for a while, "There was obviously someone just now", and then closed the door and went in.

Wang Po took Pan Jinlian aimlessly, walked out of an alley, and then entered an alley, and then went out to the bank of the Bianhe River, it was already night, the lights on both sides of the Bianhe River were bright, Yuxian Lou was one of the two largest restaurants in Bianjing City, and the alum building looked at each other on both sides of the Bianhe River, and the two restaurants fought openly and secretly until today from the beginning of their existence.

If you want to say that the battle between the two restaurants is the most important for the officials and nobles of Bianjing, Ordinary people talk about the annual Oiran competition, every year on the night of the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, both sides of the Bianhe River are crowded with people, in order to show their magnanimity in front of their beloved girls, they do not hesitate to spend a lot of money just to fight the beauty of a smile; the talented people also in order to be able to perform in front of the beautiful woman they want to be, they also rack their brains to show off their literary talents, anyway, it is a waste of money without culture; there is no money without money to dance and ink; rich and educated people hold the beauty, no money and no culture to eat melons and watch the lively, a jubilation, all night。

Wang Po and Pan Jinlian walked in the crowd, one was silent, the other looked around, and the surrounding crowd seemed out of place, for the current progress, the two of them are just passers-by, whether they can stay depends on their ability, Kyoto is very big, and there are many people.

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Ximenqing's carriage was not going very fast, Ximenqing's face was blue in the carriage, Sheng Xiao was beating his legs for him, and his mouth was constantly comforting Ximenqing.

"Sir, parking ...... Old man......" A hurried shout came.

"Parking"

Ximenqing opened the small curtain and poked his head out, only to see Xiao Er riding a horse towards his carriage.

"What's wrong?" Ximenqing's tone was very heavy.

"Old, sir, let's plant ,...... Then, the shopkeeper is a practitioner...... "The family got off the horse and gasped.

"What the hell is going on?"

"All five of us were detained by the shopkeeper, and he asked me to bring a message to you, sir."

"He asked me to ask you, sir, five...... How much is the life of the five family members worth" The family members were hesitant and lowered their heads.

"Waste" Ximenqing slapped hard on the side wall of the carriage.

"Turn around and go back"

The sun was about to set, and a carriage turned around slowly in the setting sun and drove back, but much slower than when it came.

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Ju'an was busy for a day and finally got off work, the first day of work Ju'an was also riveting in the work, the hard work paid off, Ju'an's cake in the shopkeeper's strong recommendation, successfully captured the stomach and stomach of a group of visitors, Ju'an's efforts won the shopkeeper's continuous praise, as well as the three virtues and two little two secretly slandered and don't know how many white eyes, but Ju'an didn't care, all he cared about was that he could make cakes, he could take his younger brothers to eat, Ju'an packed up and hurried out with the bread that had been wrapped, he had to rush to the broken temple before dark。

"Eat it while it's hot" In fact, the cake was already a little cold, and Juan just wanted his younger brothers to eat quickly.

Still the same as before, the six little guys took the cake and devoured it, two cakes per person were just right, the children ate with relish, Juan leaned against the wall and his eyes were confused, he didn't have much rest after making cakes all day, Juan was really tired, and after a while Juan fell asleep against the wall, the snoring gradually sounded, and then it became louder and louder.

The little ones were either sleeping or frolicking in the broken temple all day long, full of energy, and had nothing to do after eating the cakes, so they began to chat, play, and play.

"Hawk Jin, you all be quiet"

"Brother Tortoise, we know"

"Let's go, let's go out and play"

Ever since they got their names, the little ones have deliberately called each other by their names, and although it doesn't feel as affectionate as it used to be, they still like to be called by their names.

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Ling Ling and Wu Song have been sleeping in the open for two days, rushing during the day, resting at night, the ground is the bed and the sky is the quilt, this is Ling Ling's life in the past two days, Ling Ling is a little unbearable after only two days, not to mention being pampered in the real world, Ling Ling has no experience in living in the wild, and his ability in this area is almost zero, plus Wu Dalang's weak chicken body now, so Ling Ling shouted "no" in two days.

"Brother, keep insisting, while it's still dark, hurry up and walk forward"

Hearing that Ling Ling wanted to rest again, Wu Song began to persuade him bitterly, such a hurry was already commonplace for Wu Song, and he couldn't bear to see his brother like this, but he was shy in his pocket, so he had to move forward on foot, and it was not the time to take out the money.

"Okay!"

Ling Ling is really tired, as early as a day ago, the soles of his feet were ground up with several blisters, every step is painful, but it is himself who wants to go to Bianjing, and now it is himself who shouts tired, Ling Ling is not the kind of person who loves to give up, the road he chooses, crawling and shouting.

It was getting dark, and the road was a little hard to see.

"Brother, it looks like we can't touch anyone again, let's go find a place to rest nearby" Wu Song still didn't want Wu Dalang (Ling Ling) to be too tired.

"Let's go a little longer, the moon is good," Ling Ling's words were clueless.

Wu Song raised his head and looked, the moon was quite round, it should be another fifteen. Then he followed Ling Ling and walked forward silently, one big and one small shadows were pulled by the moon for a long time.

(To be continued)