Chapter 11: The Bazaar I
A sudden rain, accompanied by thunder and lightning, brightened the dark night in front of everyone's windows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info raindrops shoot like a crossbow, staggered on the eaves, awakening people's agarwood dreams. The rain is no longer as lingering and dragging as in spring, coming and going, waiting until dawn, when the window is opened, the sun has been seen bursting through ten thousand golden rays, the blue sky is like washing, the warblers are crying, and the wind is blowing the green branches.
Wu Yan lazily turned over on the bed, and the incense quilt on the bed was soft, so that she couldn't help moaning comfortably, and rolled on the bed a few more times. There are only thick and hard bed boards on the Tianshan Mountains, even if you want to be lazy to sleep, the bed boards can make people's back bones ache, so it is better to get up early.
Wu Yan thought, stretched his waist, and just thought about continuing to lie on the bed, when he heard a knock on the door, Wu Yan shrank his head into the quilt, but he still couldn't stop the heavy and impatient voice of Ying Qi, "Open the door and open the door, otherwise I will kick the door in." ā
Wu Yan covered his ears for a long time, there was really no way, he got out of bed lazily, moved to open the door step by step, and just opened the door a crack, Ying Qi stepped in with a strained face, he held a food plate in his hand, and a bowl of white porridge, a pair of chopsticks and a small bowl of scrambled eggs with shallots rested on it.
Seeing Wu Yan's misty expression, the person was still standing motionless at the door, with his waist crossed, his thick eyebrows and big eyes looked at Wu Yan fiercely, pointed to the breakfast on the table, and shouted, "What time is it and you haven't eaten breakfast, don't you have a stomach......?"
Wu Yan said "oh" and sat down at the table, only to notice that a pair of chopsticks were resting on the plate horizontally and vertically, almost half of the white porridge had been sprinkled on the plate and scrambled eggs, and a large piece of the egg pieces that had been poured with white porridge was still hanging on the edge of the bowl, drooping. Wu Yan couldn't help but exclaim, "This is how I eat it." ā
Ying Qi stretched out his head and glanced at it, remembering the heavy action of putting the food plate on the table just now, he was a little weak, but he still opened his mouth fiercely, and said, "I worked hard to bring it, no matter how you eat it, you have to eat it for me." ā
A window facing the street was not closed, and a gust of wind blew into the room through the crack, blowing away the drowsiness, Wu Yan glanced at the breakfast on the table, thought about it, or reached out and picked up the bowl in the food plate, and after eating the porridge and vegetables, Wu Yan put the clean bowl in front of the Qi Qi and shook it, and said, "It's okay, right?"
She couldn't help but show a smile on her face, but she deliberately half-tilted her chin and replied, "It's okay." ā
Wu Yan shook the small bowl that originally contained the vegetables in front of Ying Qi again, and asked, "Are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied, satisfied. ā
Wu Yan's eyes narrowed, the corners of his lips twitched, and he smiled, "Can you take it down?"
"Of course you can ......" Ying Qi naturally answered, suddenly came to her senses, couldn't help but slap the table again, and raised her voice, "Do you really think I'm your servant?"
The two bowls in the food plate collided, and there was a crisp sound, and the two chopsticks flew up and down, brushing the edge of the bowl, making a "dang" sound.
But Wu Yan ignored him, she had already run to the window and opened the window that had been closed because of the rain last night.
A handful of golden sunlight instantly rushed into the room, and at the same time, the cries of selling along the street downstairs drifted in. There was a trace of dampness in the air after a rainy night, and at this moment, this dampness was wrapped in a wisp of aroma, a wisp of aroma belonging to the food on the vendor's stall, which directly hooked the worms in the stomach.
"Wu Yan, did you hear me?!" Behind him, Ying Qi's voice sounded with anger.
"I heard you, you said you were going to play on the street, right?"
Wu Yan's face turned around was full of soft and flattering smiles, and Ying Qi saw it in his eyes, but the anger in his words refused to yield or decrease, he said, "How old are you, who rarely eats gadgets on the street." ā
But before he could say more, the girl by the window had already pounced on her like a gust of wind, quickly stacked the dishes and chopsticks on the plate, held them firmly with her hand, and grabbed the young man's hand with the other hand and ran out.
There is an east market and a west market in Jiankang City, which is a place for trading and trading. The fifteenth day of each month is the opening day of the market, and on this day, the vendors prepare their goods and wait for the market to open before the day opens.
Therefore, even with the sudden heavy rain last night, the streets are still full of people today. There are vendors who carry their loads along the road and start hawking, vendors who pull or push carts carrying goods, traders who pass by with horse-drawn carts pulling goods, and people who go to the market at leisure.
Wu Yan ran out of the door with Ying Qi in one breath, and saw that people were all heading to the West Market, and they were just about to follow. But I heard a horse neighing behind me, and an extremely familiar young man's voice sounded.
"Where are you two going so early?"
The young man was dressed in pale blue clothes, wearing a jade crown on his head, riding a white horse, and standing in the wind. The morning breeze blew the broken hair on his forehead that was not tied into the jade crown, and the golden sunlight shone on the young man's smiling face, making him look more and more energetic.
Ying Qi frowned slightly, hesitated but firmly broke Wu Yan's hand holding him, bowed forward, arched his hands, gave a salute, his voice was lukewarm, and said, "I've seen the third prince." ā
Xia Zihe nodded, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Today's market, are you two going to go shopping? ā
He gestured lightly on his horse and pointed to the east, "I wonder if you two are interested in coming with me?"
Ying Qi and Wu Yan glanced at each other, he was just about to open his mouth to refuse, Wu Yan saw that his eyes were full of reluctance, knowing what he was going to say, he preemptively spoke, "The third prince is kind, he shouldn't have refused." But the two of us are not going to the market today, but we have other important things, so I will not accompany you. ā
She also gave up her hand, grabbed the chime and flashed to the inn again, and went around to the back door of the inn more familiarly.
The second monk was puzzled, standing at the back door and refusing to leave, first asked, "Do you still know that there is a back door?"
Without waiting for Wu Yan to answer, he said again, "Where is the important thing to come from, since I don't go to the market, I don't want to go to other places." ā
Wu Yan was so angry that he knocked his head, and reluctantly explained, "He said that Dongshi is fun, so naturally he has to pick a fun place to play." But if you reject him to your face, won't you give him face as a prince? But if you promise him, are you willing to play with the prince like a guard?"
"That's... That ......"
"So you have to take a different path, can't it be that you still refuse him in front of him, and then go to Dongshi in front of him? Let's take our Sunshine Road, let him take his single-plank bridge, and go our separate ways. ā
It seemed that she still wanted to say something, but she was already pulled away by Wu Yan. Along the way, the sun fell from the branches of the trees, mottled and fell on the two of them. I can still vaguely hear the thick voice of the chime, "But we don't know the way......"
"What's the panic, wouldn't it be nice to ask for directions......"