Jing Ci chuckled and said, "Why don't you just go out, what's there to fight about." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Qingnu speaks straightforwardly, and there is no malice, Fang Nian, don't be so angry, I see, even you want to go out to play! ”

"I—I just want to go out and play...... Fang Nian's tone weakened and admitted, still unhappy, "But, I'm also very smart, she can't doubt my adaptability!" ”

"Let's go out as a CD, one more person won't get in the way."

Back in the courtyard, Jing Ci and Fang Nian neatly changed their outfits and clothes, and the two of them were clean and literate.

When I went out, I found that the young girl was still dressed as a daughter, and she was indifferent.

"In order not to attract the attention of others, the slave and maid still don't go." The young girl's face was calm, this decision was carefully considered by her.

"Hey, you......" Fang Nian is angry, is she really on the same page as her? She is so rigid, and she still admits crooked reasoning.

Jing Ci is also helpless, the young girl is too principled and too unfun.

"Stay as long as you want."

Jing Ci shrugged, and then pulled Fang Nian to walk towards the courtyard quite quickly.

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One person rides, not a little longer.

Leyouyuan.

The wind is gentle and smooth, and the grass is green. Leyou was originally a highland in Chang'an City, with both patches of grassland and shady green trees. On weekdays, there are children to put paper kites, young people go out and frolic, literati climb high lyrical, now it coincides with the ninth day of the ninth month of September, tourists are endless, all come here to climb high and look.

Jing Ci and Fang Nian men's costumes, one person and one horse, are very chic, and ride leisurely to Leyouyuan.

"Shiro-kun, look, that's Kannon Temple." Fang Nian pointed to a temple not far away, and kept introducing Jing Ci all the way.

"Guanyin Temple? Is it a temple that prays for Kannon's bestowal son? "When I first entered Chang'an, Jing Ci was fresh about it.

Although Luoyang is the eastern capital, Chang'an is the capital of several dynasties, and only the Tang Dynasty has established its capital here for nearly two hundred years, and the degree of prosperity is naturally not comparable to Luoyang.

"No, it is said that the princess of Chengyang was seriously ill that year, and the monks of Suzhou recited the "Guanyin Sutra" for her, and the princess of Chengyang asked the saint to set up the Guanyin Temple after she recovered." Fang Nian remembers that her grandmother told her about it when she was a child.

There are several pavilions and pavilions in the high place, the eaves are high, the paint color is still new, the blue light is shining in the sun, and it is known at a glance that it is newly built in recent years.

"What's going on with those pavilions?" Jing Ci was attracted by the gorgeous pavilions.

"It was built by Princess Taiping, for nobles to rest and look at from afar."

"Take a look at the mountains, look at Chang'an, presumably there is a very good view, go, go and take a look." Jing Ci couldn't help but sigh, and then waved his horsewhip, "Drive-"

"Hey Siniang, Shilangjun, wait for me, let's go out alone, or forget it......" Fang Nian and Jing Ci are good at riding, Jing Ci is like flying, and he has already run into the distance.

Jing Ci reined in his horse at the bottom of the slope, jumped down lightly, pulled the reins, and began to lead the horse to climb the slope. Fang Nian didn't expect it, the equestrian was not good, and when he saw Jing Ci suddenly appear in front of him, he hurriedly reined in the horse, and the galloping horse was startled and screamed - fortunately, it was a little pony, with a docile temperament, and Fang Nian was not injured.

Fang Nian jumped off the horse and came to the side of the master, looking puzzled, "Shiro-kun, this slope can be high and long, according to our way of climbing, I don't know how hard it is, why don't you ride a horse?" ”

"Didn't you see that many people in front of you?" Jing Ci raised his chin, "Although Ben Lang has excellent riding skills and will never bump into others, but tourists avoid dodging because of this, so it is not good to startle the old and weak women and children." ”

"It's worthy of our Shiro-kun, kind-hearted and loving the people," Fang Nian nodded approvingly, "In exchange for other people of our family's status, who is not galloping up, will never take into account the feelings of ordinary people." ”

At this time, two men were a few steps behind them, also leading their horses up the slope.

Two men, one master and one servant, the master is about twenty years old, full of heroism, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, extraordinary instruments, innate courage, must be a person with a strategy. seems to be strolling casually, but in fact, he is secretly priing up his ears to eavesdrop on Jing Ci and Fang Nian in front of him, after all, there are really not many people who act like himself.

The two people in front of them were concentrating on talking and climbing, not noticing the person behind them.

Jing Ci didn't agree with Fang Nian's point of view, and slowly shook his head, "I don't think this is called kindness, it's not love, it's just respect." ”

"Respect? Why Respect? Riding a horse is not a beating, scolding and bullying, how is it disrespectful? Fang Nian was confused.

Jing Ci smiled calmly and didn't bother to explain.

When the man behind him heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The servant next to him was shrewd, observing, and quietly asked the master, "San Langjun, can you ask the slave to come forward and inquire which Langjun it is?" ”

The man raised his hand to stop.

The Yiren in front of him is fair-skinned, handsome, and petite, and the identity of the woman is obvious. Although the horse is small, it is a Turkic breed, and it is definitely from the Houmen nobles. The appearance of a woman about fifteen years old, she has such advanced insights at a young age, but she has such a strong sense of equality when she is proud, like a wise person. He suddenly didn't want to disturb her, believing that he would meet again.

"Look, there are so many people, and there are even vendors." Fang Nian excitedly pointed in the direction of the west and said to the master.

There are groups of vendors on the west side, and they display a variety of goods, which are quite attractive in their colors.

The vendor intrigued Jing Ci, she couldn't remember how long it had been since she had visited the market, "Look, let's see if there's anything interesting." ”

Jing Ci walked with great interest towards the crowd to the west of the highest place.

The man walked unhurriedly to the palatial pavilions to the east.

One man and one horse, staggered.

There are several vendors on the west side, paper kites, dolls, and sweets...... Today's Double Ninth Festival, there are many people in Dengle Youyuan, and the imperial court prohibits indiscriminate stalls and markets, and the vendors are all taking risks to come, and there are still a lot of them. In recent years, the court has been turbulent and business has been sluggish, who doesn't want to take advantage of this rare festival to earn a few more pennies.

Jing Ci and Fang Nianle laughed, looking around, looking here and there.

"This paper kite is a butterfly, ah, there are three kinds of goshawks and carps." Fang Nian was happy, and couldn't help touching the paper kites on the vendors one by one.

"What is this, isn't there dragonflies, geese, and ...... Caterpillars. Jing Ci smiled, unimpressed.

Fang Nian heard of it and opened his eyes wide, "Is there really a caterpillar yet?" ”

"You haven't been shopping for many years, and it seems that I will have to take you out to yo in the future."

When Fang Nian saw his master say this, he nodded happily. She comes from a poor snake catcher family, since she was sold into the Yang Mansion at the age of nine, she has not worked in the Yang Mansion for seven years, and she has not had the opportunity to visit the market. Until the middle of this year, she caught the snake with her bare hands and saved the life of the old lady's bridal maid Mama Aqi. Only then did she have the opportunity to get out of servitude and become a servant. I don't want to die, and I met such a good master who I can't ask for in my life.

After walking around the west, Jing Ci slowly moved towards the pavilions and pavilions in the east.

The little thought in her heart has not been dispelled.

If you look down on the entire prosperous Chang'an City from that high platform, how magnificent it should be. So a heart is ready to move, and the bottom of my heart longs to see the majestic beauty.

Since the pavilion was built by the nobles, how could anyone let in. There are a number of guards in front of the pavilion, and visitors walk around from a distance in order to avoid getting into trouble.

Jing Ci couldn't hold on and gradually approached......