At dusk, the sun was setting, and a blood-red remnant of the sun was still struggling to fall on the edge of the sky, trying to spit out the last few faint halos. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The ground was dusty, and only the sound of horses' hooves and the sound of a large group of men and horses could be heard. When the people in the suburbs of Beijing heard this, they stopped what they were doing, and hurriedly rushed out from everywhere like a tide, and ran curiously to the intersection to inquire about the news.

I saw thousands of empty alleys, crowded with people, lively and extraordinary, like a festival. Everyone rubbed shoulders one after another, the crowd was boiling, and everyone couldn't help but talk to each other.

"What the hell is going on today? So enthusiastically?" a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes tightly dragged a large stack of unsold coins in his hand, and asked curiously a middle-aged man next to him who was carrying half a cut of pork belly and killing pigs on his back.

"You don't know, I heard that the emperor made a special trip to Maozhou, to worship the Taiqing Palace, passing by here today, you see this formation is really magnificent, look at the distance - civil and military officials follow left and right, and some beauties in the palace also follow, today is really an eye-opener. The man said happily.

"That's right, what does the emperor look like today, I'm really lonely and unheard, I've never seen it. The young man said with a smirk.

"I'm so well-informed, it's not that I haven't seen it, I have to look carefully today, the last time the Son of Heaven traveled through here, sitting in the magnificent dragon chariot, but unfortunately I didn't poke my head out, and I missed it. The middle-aged man said with regret.

As they spoke, they couldn't help but pause their gaze on a simple post station opposite. The post station has long been empty, but if you take a closer look, there is still a black spot that is unmoved, and it is studying hard and unmoved. It turned out that it was Fan Gongzi who came to power before. It is said that after Fan Zhongyan finished the "If You Are Honest, Do Not Disturb" program in Lizhou, he went all the way north, met a few scholars on the way, and walked together, stayed here, and waited for the next year's exam. At this time, he was concentrating on his studies, and his mind was not distracted. But all the people in the suburbs of the Great Song Dynasty went out, scrambling to look forward to it, lest they miss Long Yan. And Fan Zhongyan was the only one in the whole station, but he was unmoved, after he was hit this time, so he buried his head in reading, didn't listen to things outside the window, and only read sage books.

Suddenly, another person came, this person squeaked and pushed the door in, it turned out to be his friend - Fujiko Jing, he specially trotted all the way up, blinked his cunning little eyes and said: "Brother Zhongyan, come with me, I have been looking for you for a long time, it turns out that you are still studying here." Don't you see that everyone is going out? Do you know what day it is, today is the day when the Son of Heaven is out on patrol, we can see the dragon's face immediately, hurry up and go out with me, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, don't miss it!" But Fan Zhongyan still looked at his book intently, and only said to Teng Zijing casually: "Actually, don't worry, it's not too late to see the current emperor in the future." He continued to read his book without looking up. That Teng Zijing touched his nose, but he was not angry, and ran out to see the excitement excitedly.

It is said that there was a girl in a green dress in the crowd, but she was the same as Fan Zhongyan, she avoided the oncoming crowd, went downstream, picked up the flat shoulder, buried her head, and hurriedly walked back, which was particularly eye-catching. She walked in a hurry, and accidentally, the two heads of the flat head ran into the middle-aged man and the young man, "This big girl, what are you doing in a hurry, you are in a hurry than the emperor, walk slowly," the butcher complained dissatisfiedly.

"This big brother, I'm really embarrassed, the little woman has a collision, it's really unintentional-" The woman looked up embarrassedly and apologized.

"This is not Tofu Shih Tzu Song Xiaoqing, I'm sorry, this little sister is the neighborhood next door to me. The young man's eyes were sharp, and he recognized it at a glance, "Brother Li-I didn't expect you to be here, I was embarrassed just now." The woman said in surprise.

"It turned out to be an acquaintance of Brother Li, an acquaintance who is familiar with things, so it's easy to say, it's easy to say, it's okay, it's okay to bump into it again. The butcher said with a big grin.

"It's rare for everyone to do so well today—" The young man swept away the tofu in her basket, and then swiped the remaining banknotes in triumph.

"By the way, Xiaoqing girl, you also closed the stall, did you also come to see the emperor Laozi, but your direction is not right, where are you going? Do you go back so early?" the young man couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I, I can't rest assured that my Gong Lang is not going to work, no, anyway, it seems that the business can't be done today, so I just go back and have a look. She said hesitantly.

This tofu Shih Tzu grows really well, with bright eyes, fair skin, and a strange appearance, like a hibiscus out of the water, carved smoothly. Take a closer look, isn't this the one who came out of the palace, and now Queen Liu's former personal maid - Song Qingqing, she was the one who escorted this cousin Gong Mei of Concubine Liu out of the palace all the way.

It is said that the former Concubine Liu and the current Empress Liu bought a house here a few years ago, but after losing contact with the palace over the years, she sat on the empty side, and there was a patient in the family who was bedridden, and the high medical expenses sighed. The silver taels spent on medical expenses over the years are like running water, and those savings have long been gone, so I had to sell my house, and reluctantly exchange some money to buy ginseng and the like and put it at home for Brother Gong's life, and now I have rented a dilapidated house to settle down, and I have to come out to sell tofu and live a difficult life.

As soon as she walked on her front foot, the young man and the butcher exchanged ears on her back foot.

"This girl is really difficult for her, you don't know, the man who guards her every day, a living dead like dementia, lives really hard, lives like years. The young man said sympathetically.

"This girl looks really knowledgeable, and she looks like a flower. No matter how you compare, it's much better than my rude mother-in-law. The middle-aged man said enviously.

"Yes, this girl really has a good character, otherwise how can she stay with such a half-body man for many years, lying in bed all day long, and peeing and can't take care of herself, and can't even speak, ask yourself, I don't think my family's peerless can not necessarily do it. The young man said with great emotion.

"The man you are talking about, I see, is a living man, but it is better to say that he is a dead man. But you said that this dead man is really blessed, my mother-in-law, you have also seen it, she has a fat head and big ears, and it is almost the same as that, I have not disliked her appearance, she still calls me every day, and the lion roars in Hedong, and dislikes me for making less money, and I am not dressed clean and decent enough every day, it is really difficult to serve-" The butcher said dissatisfied.

"Yes, everyone has their own destiny, wealth is in the sky, hey, look at this style, this formation, the life of these rich people is decent, big brother, when can we live such a rich life like a fairy?" The young man looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Let's not complain about God, this is all destiny, and it is difficult to disobey God's will. There is no way to have a bad life, sometimes you have to have it in your life, and you don't have to force it when you have a life. I can only pray to God and worship Buddha on weekdays, hoping that when we are reincarnated in the next life, God will have eyes, so that we can vote better. The butcher said helplessly.

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