Chapter Seventy-Two: The Night Whisper of the Palace

Shangjing City is worthy of being the capital of Great Qi, and the color of prosperity is inferior to all other cities. As soon as he left the residential area and turned to the edge of Shangfang City, the luxurious atmosphere that came to his face made Dong Ping's master and servant dazed.

As far as the two of them can see, there is a green building painting pavilion and embroidered bead curtains. Richly carved carriages stop on the side of the street, and expensive and vigorous BMWs gallop on the royal street. The beautiful woman Ayara is wearing jewels all over her head and neck, and the sleeves of her robe are gently flicked when she walks by, and the dark fragrance is intoxicating. The restaurants on both sides of the street bring together the delicacies of Kyushu, and the music of silk and bamboo is wantonly drilled into the ears.

Dong Ping and the three of them followed the little guy named Da Liang all the way, and the Zhang steward, who had already seen such prosperity, was amazed, not to mention Dong Ping's master and servant who had never been out of Qingxian County, and he was almost stunned when he entered the city with a dirt bun.

Da Liang didn't know whether he was rewarding Dong Ping richly, or if he was kind by nature, although he also had some pride on his face, he didn't have a little disdain. His mouth is neat, but everything that Dong Ping's master and servant are interested in will be able to tell the truth. Although Dong Ping tried his best to pretend to be calm and indifferent, he was only sixteen years old after all, and his curiosity was strong, so he stopped here for a while, and rested there for a while, until twilight fell, and several people did not go out of the three streets.

Da Liang's tired voice was a little hoarse, he pointed to the sky and said with a smile, "Childe, it's dinner time, are you going to eat out or go back to the store to rest?" ”

Dong Ping was shocked to realize that he had wasted an afternoon, he secretly blamed himself for being playful, and looked at Manager Zhang with a little blush. Steward Zhang said with a very considerate smile, "The second son doesn't have to worry, the time is still long, and it doesn't hurt to have fun today." ”

Xizi smiled when she heard this, and just wanted to beg her master to go to the very lively restaurant opposite for dinner, but she didn't want Dong Ping to accept her playfulness, and responded, "With this half-day tour, I have seen the prosperity of Kyoto, so let's go back and rest early." Tomorrow, I will go directly to the teahouse to sit down, don't delay. ”

This is exactly what Steward Zhang wants, and the things will not be arranged until tomorrow, and today he is destined to "get nothing" even if he goes to the teahouse, so he smiled and nodded, and returned the same way while gossiping with Dong Ping, only Xizi was very disappointed and hung her head and followed behind.

The old shopkeeper Xu didn't expect a few people to come back so early, and after settling Dong Ping and the three of them for dinner, he called Da Liang to the backyard to inquire. Da Liang was very happy to get a dozen Wen reward money just now, although he didn't know why the shopkeeper cared so much about these three guests, but he still told it in detail. After hearing this, the old shopkeeper sent the young man down, stroked his beard and nodded in praise, "Since my younger brother is so self-controlled, I guess my sister will not be far behind." ”

Not to mention how the old shopkeeper slandered, just said that this night, next to Suzaku Street in the north of the city, the huge mansion closest to the royal wall was also brilliantly lit, and countless maids in gorgeous clothes smiled and walked back and forth in various courtyards, and the pleasant sound of silk and bamboo came from the front hall to the back yard from time to time.

An old woman dressed in a dark blue embroidered plum pattern was walking in the cloister with a kind smile on her face, and from time to time whispered a few words to the maids she met, and finally tidied up their shirts and skirts for them, and then smiled and parted ways and continued to walk towards an elegant courtyard next to the main courtyard.

In the five main rooms of the courtyard, a middle-aged woman was removing her makeup under the service of the maid, only to see that her face was like a hibiscus and her eyebrows were like willows, her skin was better than snow and her hair was like ink.

The middle-aged beautiful woman occasionally looked up and saw the old lady coming in from the bronze mirror, so she waved her hand and said to the maids, "Let's go down, I'm tired, I have to go to bed early tonight, you don't have to come and serve." ”

Several maids are often walking around the master, and they have no other skills, but they are first-class in their observations. At this time, how could he not guess that the master was going to say some private words to the old woman, so they all saluted respectfully and quickly retreated.

The old lady stepped forward and quickly removed the ruby earrings, blood jade bracelets, and carved gold rhombus inlaid jade grain armor for the middle-aged beauty, and then laughed in a low voice, "Master, the letter from the north is here." ”

The middle-aged beautiful woman was about to get up, and when she heard this, she was stunned, and asked urgently, "It's not yet the time for monthly correspondence, why is there a letter again, but there is something over there?" ”

The old lady was afraid that her master would be worried, so she hurriedly responded, "Don't worry, master, if it's urgent, you won't get through to Lao Bai." Maybe the young master misses you, so I'll write a letter to say hello. ”

The middle-aged beautiful woman breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, and slowly changed into a plain satin nightgown under the service of the old grandmother, and then walked to the table and sat down, sighing, "He is still annoyed that I refuse to get out and leave, how can I write a letter of greeting?" Well, I'll see the letter. ”

The old lady turned around and walked to the window and door to make sure that no one was hiding near her, and then she took out an envelope from her bosom and handed it over. The middle-aged beauty carefully examined the secret mark on it, and a look of disappointment flashed on her face, "It was written by Mr. Feng, not that stubborn boy." ”

The old lady secretly glanced at the master's face, smiled and comforted, "Master, take a look at what Mr. Feng wrote, the old slave guesses, and the custody is to praise the young master's literary talent and martial arts." ”

These words obviously pleased the middle-aged beauty, her face immediately softened a lot, and she smiled while opening the envelope, "That kid's intelligence is with the Liu family, I don't dare to say that Daqi is rare, at least in this palace, it is one of the best." ”

As she spoke, she unfolded the letter and read it carefully, but at the end her face was half-happy and suspicious. The old lady was curious and asked tentatively, "Master, what did Mr. Feng say?" ”

The middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head and said hesitantly, "This is really a coincidence, the prince has been embarrassed by the holy birthday gift these days, and Mr. Feng has sent an excellent gift." ”

"Hey, could it be that Mr. Feng has obtained some rare treasures?" The old lady secretly counted all the specialties of the north and guessed, "Is it a thousand-year-old cold ginseng?" Or a hundred-year-old fox skin? ”

The middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head, lowered her voice slightly, and said, "It is said that there are four apples with handwriting on them, and together they are 'Longevity Without Borders'!" ”

The old lady's eyes widened in shock, and it took a long time before she said happily, "Congratulations to the princess, congratulations to the princess!" Now is encountering the southern catastrophe, the central Qingliu tried his best to ask the emperor to sin his own edict, if this auspicious rui is really dedicated to His Majesty, it will be a great joy in the dragon's heart. When the time comes, not to mention that the prince's face is bright, the princess, you will also have a decent face in front of the emperor in the future..."

The joy in the eyes of the middle-aged beautiful woman also became stronger, and she waved her hand and said, "If you haven't seen the real thing with your own eyes, this matter is not easy to determine." ”

The old lady was overjoyed, and retorted, "The princess is wrong, although Mr. Feng wrote a letter to explain this, in fact, even the old slave guessed that it must have been bothered by the young master, and the young master is filial to the master." The master should not live up to the filial piety of the young master, if this matter is planned, the prince may hand over the power of the entire mansion to the master, and even if the main courtyard wants to oppose it, he can't say it..."

"Tomorrow, you let Zhao Debao go to Yuelai Teahouse, and when it is right, it will reveal the news that the palace is looking for a birthday gift at a high price, and then there will be a fruit seller to find it..."

The old lady nodded her head in response while listening, and finally slowly exited the room, leaving the middle-aged beauty alone in quiet thought...

Under the same moonlight, Dong Ping was also leaning on the window on the second floor of the small inn and frowning, and the prosperous scene he saw during the day really made him feel uneasy. No wonder he often said that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read 10,000 books, and this time I was very happy to hear that he was coming to Kyoto, so I took a vacation. It turns out that the outside world is far more wonderful and cruel than what is written in books.

Just like at this time, the sound of silk and bamboo is faintly wafting in the distance, and I don't know how many people are singing and drinking in the bright lights, while the displaced people outside the city have no food and clothing, and are desperate to die in the increasingly cold autumn wind.

If possible, he would really like to visit the ministers and ask them whether it is more important for the black yarn hat or for the people to live in peace. But he only dared to think about these words in his heart.

If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world. If it weren't for his sister's desperate efforts to earn money for him to study, he himself would not even be able to have enough food and clothing, how could he be qualified to care about the suffering of the people. Let's find a way to sell the fruit Shun LĂŹ, take the money back, my sister won't have to work so hard, and he can study and take the scientific examination with peace of mind. In the future, if there is really an official party, I will do my best to protect the people to live and work in peace and contentment...

Xizi saw that the master was frowning and looking outside, and thought that the master was worried about the sales of the fruit, so he sneaked out and wanted to ask Steward Zhang to come over and comfort the master. didn't want to be in charge of Zhang but was not in the room, so he had to sneak back unhappy. Dong Ping came back to his senses when he heard the sound of the door, and when he saw him hanging his head, he smiled and said, "Xizi, don't worry, I'll take you out shopping when I'm done with business, and then let's buy more good things to take home." ”

Xizi was playful, and as soon as he heard this, he threw all the little sorrow in Fang Cai's heart to the back of his mind, and happily jumped up to the master and shouted, "Okay, okay, young master, I just heard those young guys say that the restaurant called Yipinxian is the most famous for making stewed meat, let's go buy a bowl and try it, and see if any lady makes it delicious." I think the braised pork stewed by Mrs. is the most delicious in the world, and no one can compare to it. ”

Dong Ping thought of the delicious dishes made by his sister and unconsciously straightened his chest, and responded, "Okay, let's definitely try it when the time comes." If I come to Kyoto in a few years to take the exam and become an official, my sister will say that she will open a restaurant here. ”

The more the master and servant talked, the more they rejoiced, and at last they missed their hometown far away in the north, and they longed to sell the fruit at once, and then hurried back with the money and the good things of the cart...