No matter how much Rong Bai wanted to go out and set up a stall, Hengqing didn't agree. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBecause it's the first time I'm going out, at least take a good look at the state capital. Moreover, Hengqing also plans to bring three children.

The night in the state capital is indeed different from the night in Linjiang County.

Just look at the red lanterns hanging on both sides of that street, and you can see that it is not desolate at night at all. I especially remember that at night in Linjiang County, except for the husband who wandered around like a wandering spirit, there was not even a ghost.

Here, it's much more lively at night.

"There's a night market. Rong Bai's eyes had long been attracted by the stalls selling snacks. In Linjiang County, there is no such stall that specializes in selling snacks.

"I remember when I was a kid, I wanted to eat this. Rong Bai took out a handful of copper coins from the money bag, exchanged a handful of sugar gourds with the vendor selling sugar gourds, and divided them one by one, one for each person.

Even Hengqing was stuffed with one in his hand.

Whether it is hawthorn or other fruits, in Rongbai's era, it was synonymous with luxury. Anyway, Rong Bai, I've only seen this thing and haven't eaten it.

Rong Bai opened his mouth and took a bite. His eyes narrowed by the way. Sure enough, it was as sour as the legend and lost his teeth.

"It's so sour. Rong Bai sucked his saliva, but still chewed the hawthorn and swallowed it, without even spitting it out.

Hengqing's hand stretched out to Rong Bai's mouth froze.

"What's wrong with you?" Rong Bai was puzzled by Hengqing's movements.

"The kernel of hawthorn is not edible. Hengqing withdrew his hand.

"No wonder, I think it's hard to chew and a little bitter. Rong Bai took another bite of the sugar gourd and cleared the bitter taste in his mouth.

Hengqing looked at the sugar gourd in his hand, and suddenly took a bite, sure enough, the hawthorn was a little sour, but the sugar coating outside was so sweet that he was reluctant to put it down.

There is a very famous place in the capital of Tongzhou, which is called Wencui Museum. This place is a place where literati really interact with each other, and it is quite lively day and night.

With three children, Hengqing wanted them to see what the Dayong literati really looked like. Anyway, I can't lead a few people in the family astray.

When he followed the direction he had inquired about before and walked to the door of the Wencui Pavilion, Hengqing regretted it a little. He knew that the Wencui Pavilion was on the busiest street in the state capital. But no one told him that this Wencui Museum is on this street!

Rong Bai was also stunned.

What is the place along the way, could it be that you have reached the western district of the state capital? Moreover, this western district is much more prosperous than Rong Bai has seen before.

You see, every small building around is two or three stories high. Moreover, the lights inside are on fire, and it is very lively at first glance. The lamp in this world is one of the most valuable things. Even Wen Wan, the new richest man in Tongzhou, didn't dare to say that she could keep the lights on at night.

But it's really lit up all the time.

The building next to it is okay, but the one in front of me is even more luxurious.

Look at the little candles, one after the other, stretching from the house to the door.

"It's really rich. Rong Bai sighed sincerely.

Could it be that there is a place to produce money in this Tongzhou state capital, otherwise how can such a luxurious life continue? Hengqing motioned to enter this place that was much more high-end than other buildings, and Rong Bai followed behind and pushed the wheelchair.

As soon as a few people entered the door, they were greeted by onlookers.

The Bunchukan was a meeting place for literati. The literati here are all rich and talented. Of course, women are generally not qualified to come in, and even if there is no interceptor at the gate, ordinary women will not casually break in.

However, looking at the sitting posture of the young man at the front of the crowd, everyone can also understand that the woman who broke in was probably the maid of the man in front.

However, if the maid and the maid wear this kind of clothes, there is nothing worth making friends with this person. How can a person with a limited family background have much talent.

Hengqing and the others didn't know at all, because of the problem of dressing, they became the object of everyone's isolation.

"What are we doing here?" Rong Bai is actually quite uncomfortable in this kind of environment. This place looks like that kind of extravagant place.

Hengqing is also entangled, originally this Wencui Hall was a very famous place, he brought Rong Bai over, just to want her to see the elegance and freedom of the literati, otherwise Xiao Bai will definitely go further and further on the road of violence.

It's just that what kind of people are in this literary museum, and what about the group of literati who got together? Why are they all gathered together to drink flower wine?

That's right, there are indeed many people in the hall on the first floor of the Wencui Museum. It's just that there are more people, with women dressed in fancy clothes. A good Wencui Museum, under the abuse of these people, has become the most high-end flower building.

"You shouldn't bring children here. "Rong Bai looked left and right, this place is very similar to the disco of the last days, but it is quieter than the discotheque. And a bit of a West End feel to it.

Look at those naked women, I can't wait to stick to men.

"The red sleeves add fragrance and fragrance, and Tongzhou is talented and elegant. Suddenly, a voice rang out. What he reads, Rong Bai still can't understand.

Hengqing's brows furrowed, what is this. The reconciliation is not neat, and it does not hit the rhyme. It's really insulting to be in this kind of place where literati are supposed to communicate.

However, the "talents" next to them suddenly all clapped their hands.

"Today's person who came to the Wencui Pavilion to help the fun is the moon-chasing girl from Yixiang Pavilion. Heng Qing followed the prestige and saw a man with a mustache standing on the edge of the stage on the second floor.

The second floor was originally a place for literati to compete in calligraphy and painting, but now it is good, and it has become a place for the Qinglou flower girl.

Hengqing clenched his fists, and finally couldn't help it: "Xiaobai, let's go, this dirty place is not suitable for us." "Not to mention that Hengqing still has a child, even if he doesn't have a child, he won't come to this kind of place.

I thought I could let my children know the lifestyle of Tongzhou talents, but what I saw was really spicy.

"I think it's okay. Rong Bai was puzzled. Her eyes were fixed on the moon-chasing girl. The figure of the moon chasing girl is very good-looking, and it is the best-looking figure Rong Bai has ever seen.

It's not the body of a weak woman, but the kind that is extremely explosive. The moon-chasing girl was dancing, dancing beautifully, and the unbearable thin waist was slowly pressed down, and finally it was attached to the thighs.

The thin skirt, because of the movement, from time to time reveals the white skin inside.

"Xiaobai. Hengqing was a little annoyed. Rong Bai had never shown such an obsessive expression to a man, but he showed such an expression to a woman.

"Uh-huh!" Rong Bai came back to his senses. "Hengqing, what's wrong with you?"

Hengqing under the candlelight, his face was a little blue, and he looked at himself with a complaint.

"What are you looking at other girls! You're a woman!" Hengqing struggled for a long time before he found someone who could reprimand her. If Rong Bai is a man, if he likes this or something chasing the moon, he can buy it back, but Rong Bai is a woman.