Finally, after three days and three nights of struggle, Xie Wencai finally escaped from under Mu Nan's nose, and this time, Xie Wencai felt that he could no longer only follow behind him like before. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even if he hides deeply, there will be another force with greater control behind him, and that is the power of Mu Nan's subordinates.

Shining eyes looked at the dark night sky.

The ghostly figure was buried in the dark night, and the remaining breath condensed in the cold air.

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When Wu Wu and the others felt that the buttocks they had made in the carriage were almost ripe, they finally entered the last hurdle in Luoyang.

The huge Luoyang City is instantly within reach.

The familiar shouting seems to be a scenery that cannot be ignored everywhere, and so is Luoyang.

Following the sound of selling, I leaned out of the carriage and enjoyed the scenery that was different from Chang'an.

I feel that Luoyang seems to be more ancient, more flavorful, and the peddlers and pawns all have their own characteristics, although I can't say it, but I feel that one side of the water and soil raises one person, which is the eternal truth.

People are different in different living environments.

They were greeted not only by the noise of the streets, but also by the sound of long singing and the beating of musical instruments coming from the city gates.

A woman dressed in white, holding a small tambourine in her hand, danced in the wind, white silk ryo, light yarn flying, set off the wind more and more noisy.

I was only curious, and when I looked through the curtain of the car, I was very curious about why the woman was standing on the city wall, and kept dancing this dance with a very Western style.

It wasn't until it was farther and farther away from the woman that the carriage drove into a prosperous area, and there was a lot of hustle and bustle in front of it, that he had to lower the curtain, but the figure of the woman was engraved in his eyes for a long time.

"Will the woman dance there all the time?" The sudden sound of realization made the quiet atmosphere in the carriage instantly a little uneasy.

Cen Mo waited for Wu to ask, and she could already see that she was very curious about the woman.

"Nine times out of ten!" Cen Mo didn't speak yet, but let Jing'er steal the limelight first.

"Oh?" Nine times out of ten? What does this mean?

"Nine out of ten days this woman dances on this wall!" Cen Mo can finally pick up and show off.

Only then did I know that this woman was called Yingke Ji, as if it had become a profession, and she was often invited to women with Western Regions style, but she was wearing the costumes of the Central Plains to welcome guests in Luoyang.

This woman will be able to jump at the gate nine out of ten days, but a greeter will only invite her once, and nine out of ten days you must not go for any reason, and if you do not go, you will have broken the law, and you will be exiled at least and lose your life.

As for why there is this custom, it is said that the emperor of the current dynasty fell in love with a woman from the Western Regions because he came to Luoyang.

The emperor did not have to take this woman back to the palace, but there were some flattering people below, who felt that if they offered this woman, the emperor would be happy, so he found this woman and tempted him with glory.

But what I didn't want to fight was that the woman already had a beloved, even if she was the son of heaven, she decisively refused.

So, those who were flattered by them sued the emperor for the crime of great disrespect.

The theory is that the woman was framed in every possible way, causing the emperor to listen to the villain's slander.

So, an edict was issued.

Let the woman dance on the city wall all day and all night, and be a welcome guest.

The woman persevered for nine days and died.

Later, in order to atone for the woman's sins, there was a later welcome Ji!

After hearing this, Li Shimin didn't seem to be as enlightened as she imagined.

Again, it's a sad story.

When Cen Mo finished telling the story, he was still immersed in the aftertaste of the story, and he did not ease up.

It was the sound of bells outside the carriage that brought Satoru's thoughts back.

I couldn't help but lift the curtain, revealing my little head in the noisy street.

It's a caravan carrying goods!

The swarthy face reminded Satoru of the Mongolian father and son, if it weren't for them, Satoru and Jing'er might have been arrested before they even took the first step, thinking about what happened along the way, Satoru really felt very lucky.

Thinking about it, he looked at Cen Mo and the old naughty boy beside him with tears in his eyes.

"Thank you so much."

It was inexplicable to thank him, but they all understood it, Cen Mo waved his little big hand and smiled stupidly.

The old urchin didn't speak, but it was very difficult all the way.

After a while, the old urchin suddenly remembered something, and began to speak.

"You remember that you promised me one thing, as long as you can do what you say, then even if I die, I have no regrets!" The old urchin was very excited when he said this,

However, when she realized it, she felt strange, what did she promise?

The old urchin was still talking to himself.

"Stop, stop!" Unceremoniously interrupted the old naughty boy's self-talk.

"How?"

"Senior, we have to talk about this, what did I promise you? How I don't remember promising you anything! Although the old naughty boy did help her a lot, these things still have to be clearly distinguished, otherwise in the end, he will still help him count the money when he buys it!

Cen Mo and Jing'er were in a state of watching the excitement, and they were stared at several times by Wuwu and did not bite back.

"Your face!" The old urchin looks like a matter of course!

"When did I say yes to ......?"

Before he could speak, he had already been attacked by Cen Mo and slowly fell on Cen Mo's body.

"Why did you knock her out?" Jing'er exclaimed in surprise, not understanding Cen Mo's intentions,

"This is my lady, I knocked her out, can't I?" Cen Mo looked like a matter of course,

"Of course not......"

"Well done!"

Before Jing'er finished speaking, she was interjected by the old naughty boy and praised Cen Mo's behavior.

"You ...... What do you want to do? ”

"Hey, you don't have to worry about it, anyway, she has already arrived in Luoyang, and the goal has been achieved, wouldn't it be better to cure her face in advance?" After saying that, no matter how Jing'er resisted, the old urchin began to play with Satoru's face.

Trying to find out how to cure it.

Seeing that these two people did it directly to Wu, Jing'er was very helpless, and she couldn't stop it, so she could only pray on the side, they could really cure Wu.

Otherwise......

"Hey! Rest assured! This is my mother, how could I be bad to her! In case the face is not healed, it is not my person who loses it when I go out! Rest assured! Cen Mo took out his pu fan out of nowhere, fanning back and forth in the winter. It's not too cold.

Jing'er watched as the two of them studied as if they were studying some strange thing.

I feel really helpless. (To be continued.) )