Compared with the Xuanyang Kingdom, which is more strict in etiquette, the folk customs of the Jin Kingdom are slightly more open, here, whether it is a woman who has been married to a woman, or a big girl who has not left the cabinet, you can come to the street as you like. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Therefore, the bazaar in Jinguo is really not ordinarily lively, this is An Qianyue's only thought, in order to prevent being crowded by the crowd, An Qianyue had to hug An Yuze tightly, while Ning Er was behind her, tightly grasping the corner of her clothes.

"Miss, this ...... There are so many people," Ning Er stood at the door of the medicine hall, looking at the big signboard of the medicine hall, and her little face was suddenly full of bitterness, "We finally squeezed over......

"Who would have thought that today is the day of free clinics and free medicines in this medicine hall?" An Qianyue was a little helpless, and it was rare to muster up the courage to come out, but the medicine hall was still crowded by some poor people who usually had no chance to diagnose patients.

"Doctor! I want to look at the legs! This pimple has grown a big one! ”

"The doctor will also show my daughter-in-law if she can have a son!"

"Doctor, show me my ......"

"Doctor! Show me my waist! ”

The sound of seeking medical treatment in the medicine hall came and went, not to mention the inside of the medicine hall, even the outside of the medicine hall had been tightly blocked, and at first you could see that the head of the free doctor was a little embarrassed and kept shaking, but now, even the free doctor can't see where he is.

"Forget it, let's go back, these people are not easy, free clinics can save a lot of money," An Qianyue sighed, I don't know why, she just wanted to go back in a hurry.

"Miss, you take the little master to the teahouse opposite to sit for a while, and Ning Er squeezed in to buy it," Ning Er thought for a while, and said with a pout, "Miss's body is also as important." ”

An Qianyue actually wanted to refuse, because she just wanted to go back to the small courtyard quickly, I don't know if the old man's words had any effect on her, she always felt that if she didn't go back quickly, something would definitely happen.

However, seeing Ning Er's pleading gaze, An Qianyue was a little soft-hearted, after all, Ning Er was also for her good, and besides, if she waited in the teahouse and didn't go elsewhere, there should be nothing wrong.

"Okay, you be more careful, I'm waiting for you in the teahouse," An Qianyue thought about it for a while, and finally nodded and agreed, seeing that Ning Er answered, she turned around and squeezed into the crowd, An Qianyue also hugged An Yuze, and turned around and entered the teahouse behind her.

There were also quite a few people in the teahouse, either in groups of three or five, or in pairs, but the only thing that was the biggest similarity was that each table stared intently at the storyteller in the center of the room, and laughed from time to time.

"Madam, come on something, our best match is fragrant tea with rice cakes, adults and children can eat it, do you want to have one?"

The second child in the teahouse is a slippery person, seeing An Qianyue holding a child in her arms, and An Qianyue's demeanor is elegant, the mother and son are dressed elegantly but not well, and they know that An Qianyue is not a lady from an ordinary family, so they greeted him with a smile.

"So, let's have a copy like this," An Qianyue didn't have any intention of eating cakes and drinking tea, but seeing Xiao Er's kindness, she was a little embarrassed to brush off his kindness.

"Okay! This lady has a pot of fragrant tea and a plate of rice cakes! Xiao Er, who finished wiping the table, readily agreed, put the towel on his shoulder, and then, as if remembering something, shouted inside, "Xiao Liu, the rice cakes on this table are a little glutinous!" ”

"Thank you," Hearing Xiao Er's words, An Qianyue couldn't help but glance at him with gratitude, and said in her heart, no wonder the business of this teahouse is so good, Xiao Er alone is already so sleek and capable, this boss must be an extremely good businessman.

"Madam, you're polite, this is what you should be," Xiao Er smiled and made a gesture, then turned around and walked towards the door, and began to greet the guests at the next table.

"If you want to say this cowherd, that blessing is not generally good, you think, who can touch this kind of thing when the old cow speaks, the big guys here have never touched it, but it's just that he ran into the cowherd."

Mr. Storyteller is worthy of being Mr. Storyteller, when telling stories, he has a clear eye, and his tone is subdued, Rao is An Qianyue is extremely clear about the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, but he still can't help but divide a part of his mind to Mr. Storyteller.

"So, if you want the old man to say, this marriage is predestined by God, otherwise, why would Lao Niu let the Cowherd steal the clothes of the seven fairies, instead of the two fairies and the big fairies?"

The storyteller said, and the tables below were all echoed in an endless stream, but An Yuze was obviously not very interested in this kind of story, and his small body kept leaning towards the table, staring fixedly at the plate of rice cakes that had just been delivered on the table and were still steaming.

"Little glutton," An Qianyue smiled and scratched her son's little nose, so she began to take chopsticks, clamped off the corner of the rice cake, and after blowing it gently, she sent it into An Yuze's big little mouth that had already opened.

The rice cake is very soft, almost melts in the mouth, and it is not difficult for children to eat it, sure enough, An Yuze, who was satisfied, immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile, and then stared at An Qianyue's hand, and continued to shout in his mouth.

"But ah, this queen mother doesn't want her daughter to be with a poor boy herding cattle, besides, the gods in this heaven are not allowed to marry, so I want to know what will happen next, and listen to the next decomposition!"

The storyteller's convention, that is, to stop when it comes to the most important part, so that when the next scene comes, the listeners will be able to sit here again with curiosity, and of course, this time is no exception, and all the dissatisfied voices in the audience are poured into the storyteller's ears.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry," seeing the crowd in a commotion, and even a few people got up silently and wanted to go, the storyteller then 'snapped' and made a startling sound, and then said slowly, "In order to thank the rank for winning today, the old man will talk about a lively matter, and I hope that you will come to listen to the old man's story tomorrow." ”

"Sir, don't ink, say it quickly!"

"It's just, we're all in a hurry."

"Don't talk about it!"

"Then, the old man will tell me about what has happened in Xuanyang Kingdom recently," Mr. Storyteller waved his hand, signaling the audience to be quiet, then stroked his beard and shook his head and asked, "Do you know, which one is the worst in Xuanyang Kingdom recently?" ”

As soon as Mr. Storyteller said this, everyone began to look at each other, who would know this kind of problem, after all, not everyone goes to Xuanyang Kingdom all day long, and after An Qianyue heard this, the chopsticks in his hand couldn't help shaking, and his heart twitched uncontrollably.

"If you want to say that this Xuanyang Kingdom is the worst, it has to be His Royal Highness King Yue today," Mr. Storyteller coughed lightly, brushing his beard again and again, "You think, the princess who is angry with herself is not counted, and then the biological mother and the old queen mother also followed the old emperor, and the most important thing is that not long ago, His Royal Highness King Yue himself died in prison......"

'Smack'.

The chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground, but An Qianyue didn't realize it, but kept repeating a sound in her head.

Die...... Finish?