In the early morning, the Southern Qin Imperial Palace looked solemn and solemn, except for the recital of the ministers of the Xuan Palace, only a group of carriages from the Suzaku Gate was more lively. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe palace gate of Nanqin is named south, west, east and north according to the four divine beasts of China: Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Green Dragon, and Xuanwu. Yunlai Temple is located in the south of Nanqin, and it takes about a day to go to Yunlai Temple from Suzaku Gate.

Covered with thick mats, Wen Xu and Min Yan did not feel any discomfort, and as the carriage drove through the market, the two lifted the sedan curtain, and talked about the new things in the market while feeling the excitement of the morning market. Min Yan grew up in Nanqin since he was a child, and often wore men's clothes to play in the market, so he was very familiar with everything in the market.

"The crown princess, Miss Wen Xu, the prince asked everyone to stop eating early and then go on the road, His Royal Highness asked the master what to eat, and told the slave to get it immediately. "A maid dressed up, wearing a blue silk shirt, combing her buns, with a pair of dark big eyes embedded in her delicate face, her eyes turned when she spoke, with a hint of playfulness, the whole person looked smart and delicate, and she was cute, but her words seemed a little restrained.

"No need, let's come down and eat some, you go back to the prince, and say we'll use some at the roadside stall." As soon as Min Yan heard that he was going to stop to eat something, he refused to stay in the car anymore, and as soon as the maid walked away, he quickly pulled Wen Fu out of the car and went to the small vendor on the street.

"Xu'er, this Sister Min's bean curd is the most delicious one in Nancy City, although the stall is a little simpler, but the taste is not inferior to any big restaurant. Min Yan found a place to sit down while introducing her favorite bean curd to Wen Xu.

"Sister Min, two bowls of vegetarian bean curd. The two of them found a vacant seat and sat down, and Min Yan opened his throat and lit the signature bean curd here.

"Wait a minute, the two young ladies will serve you bean curd right away. Min Shi responded, and his hands and feet neatly filled the bean curd. Min's original surname was Qin, and after marrying the only son of the Min family as his wife, he was called Min Qin, and later her husband died of illness, and Min Qin became a widow, and the villagers called her Min from then on. With a five-year-old son, Min started his best bean curd business in order to make a living.

"Miss, your bean curd. With a smile on his face, Min put the two steaming bowls of bean curd on the tray on the table, and busied himself to recruit other guests.

I saw two coarse porcelain bowls containing white and tender bean curd, and the top was also decorated with green onion and tender green toon buds, the fragrance of sesame oil and the fragrance of toon sprouts and bean curd attracted people's coveting.

Under the double temptation of novelty and appetite, Wen Xu couldn't help but move his index finger, and ate with relish, and the satisfied expression on his face seemed to be tasting rare delicacies in the world.

The man standing next to the horse not far away looked at the woman buried in the bean blossom for a moment, and there was a satisfied smile on his face, because when he cared about someone, he could be satisfied because of her joy and sorrow, and even because of her. At this moment, for the first time in nearly 20 years, Mu Jinfeng felt so satisfied with the person he cared about, and it was precisely because of this satisfaction that he could not let go of Wen Su.

In such an early morning, eating such a bowl of fragrant and delicious bean curd, Min Yan and the two were very happy until they got into the carriage and saw the beautiful scenery along the way, and the laughter of the two of them never stopped, drifting all the way.

Due to the long distance and the fact that there were women accompanying them, lunch was settled in the carriage, but this did not affect the mood of Wen Su and Min Yan in the slightest. The sun gradually set to the west, and the closer to Wuyun Mountain, the steeper the mountain road became, and the carriage inevitably bumped.

On the road of Wuyun Mountain, the trees are luxuriant, and the further you go, the more gloomy the trees become, except for the occasional birdsong or two, there is silence all around.