Chang'an is still two major factions, one is the Great Qin faction headed by Fu Rong, which occupies the largest group in the court, and the other is the surrender faction headed by Murong Chui, which is not biological, but has mastered military power, Murong Chui and Yao Chang have heavy troops, and so is the rising star Yang Ding.

Murong Chong arrived in Chang'an two days before the regulation of Chaohe, he specially wore a half-worn black cloth coat, wore a gauze hat to Chang'an City, and ordered Changsheng to throw a few copper plates to the beggars squatting on the street, and asked them: "Tell me about the master, are there any new songs?" ”

Several beggars actually sang a few words to each other, and Murong Chong glanced at Changsheng and said, "If you sing the third song every day for the past few days, I will reward you with silver." ”

The beggar went away happily, and Murong Chong looked around the market again, and saw that there were sachets made of incense in the stalls.

He touched the sachet tied around his waist, the original sachet was taken away by Chen Yao, he was angry with Feng Nu for the sachet, and wanted to throw Xiao Feng Nu into the box containing the mastiff to punish him, but he didn't want to be bitten by Ah Ya, and he was seriously injured.

After Murong Chong's injury was slightly healed, Xiao Fengnu had learned to serve him, he was cautious, cautious in his words and deeds, and learned to observe his face, Murong Chong remembered the sachet filled with peach wood, and he was particularly unwilling, so he called Xiao Fengnu one day and said: "Fengnu, you caused me to lose the sachet I have worn for several years, you tell me, what should I do?" ”

Feng Nu raised her head in shock, her eyes widened, and she looked like when I lost your sachet, but she didn't dare to argue, she now knows, and the master said that you lost it. It's just that you don't have it, and if you reason with the master, you're full and have nothing to do.

So she asked eatingly, "Master...... What do you want a slave to do? ”

Murong Chong looked at his fingers again and didn't speak.

Changshi hurriedly said: "Why don't you ask Feng Nu to make an almost identical sachet for Huang Ge'er to counter it, so it's always okay?" ”

Feng Nu looked at Changshi in amazement again, oh my God, what's wrong with this world? Changshi obviously knows that she is rough, and she can only fiddle with beasts and dogs and fight insects, where will she take needles and threads?

Murong Chong was very satisfied, nodded and said, "Feng Nu is careless. Long history. You first ask Lianbi to teach her needlework, embroider something every day, and then make a sachet when the needlework is ready. Didn't call her ugly, tell me to tie it. How do I go out to meet people? ”

Changshi was overjoyed. Busy said: "Brother Huang'er, don't worry, although Feng Nu is rough, he is very smart. The minion urges and must learn quickly! ”

"Well, that's it, every day when I go back to the house to read, I ask her to do needlework next to her, if she doesn't stare at her every day, she will only be lazy, and she will only hang something fierce and black in her heart, little insect pet!"

Feng Nu was so annoyed that she couldn't hit the wall headlong and asked her to take a needle and thread to embroider, didn't she kill her? But Murong Chong mentioned Ah Fierce, Ah Meng, Ah Hei, obviously using them as a threat, and if he didn't make sachets obediently, he would definitely not be able to see them.

So every day after Murong Chong returned home, he sat next to Murong Chong and embroidered, suffered a lot, the first time he sewed a needle, he called the needle to prick his hand, and pierced the blood beads, but he didn't dare to scream, tearfully took his lips to pinch the blood beads, looked up and saw Murong Chong looking at her with a smile in his eyes, yes, seeing her embarrassed appearance, he was always so happy.

Feng Nu learned needlework very slowly, and only embroidered a decent flower in the first year, but the stitches were crooked, and he couldn't make a sachet in the end, and the second year was still very rough, and in the fourth year, he barely looked like a point, and as a result, he did it for a year, and the sachet was still a semi-finished product, but Murong Chong brought it out,

took out Feng Nu's unfinished sachet and asked the stall owner if there was such a color, and the stall owner looked at it and said: "This kind of color is there, but there is no such good brocade, and the color is not so exquisite." ”

Changsheng took a few taels of silver and said, "Go and bring the best brocade silk, ask someone to embroider it, and I will get it within two days, if there is a good one, it will be a hundred taels of silver for you!" ”

The stall owner was a little embarrassed, took the sachet and said: "This satin is Shu brocade, which is only used by the royal family every year, and there is no such thing among the people!" ”

Chang Shengkai said: "I don't ask you to take the exact same, as long as the color and feel are similar." ”

The stall owner patted his chest and said there was no problem.

The stall owner left the sachet and said that it could be compared, Murong Chong was reluctant to touch the sachet, but he still let go and handed it to the stall owner, saying: "Come and get it in two days, don't make this sachet disappear!" ”

After walking for another half a day, Chang Sheng asked: "Brother Huang'er, after entering Chang'an for half a day, let's go to the Xinxing Marquis Mansion to rest!" ”

Murong Chong was stunned for a while, and said, "I haven't lived in the Xinxing Marquis Mansion for the past two days, I have to wait for the long history ......."

"However, this small shop in the market is not clean, and the slave is only afraid that the royal brother will not be used to it!"

"There's nothing you're not used to, Changsheng, you're nearly forty years old, haven't you seen anything? I'm not the royal brother who lives in the Yan Palace for a long time! ”

Changsheng said with mixed feelings: "When I first entered Chang'an, the royal brother was only as high as the slave's chest, and in a blink of an eye, the imperial brother was half a head taller than me, and time flies so fast!" ”

Murong Chong was silent, walked to a small shop, there were still some people in the store, Murong Chong chose a corner by the window to sit down, the two ordered some side dishes, and were eating, a pair of men and women came, the man was in his early twenties, the woman was about one or two years older than Feng Nu, her appearance was quite delicate, and there was a period of nobility between her demeanor, wearing a short jacket with narrow sleeves, following the man with her head down, the man looked honest and honest, burly, the man helped the woman to sit down, and then sat down opposite her, holding the woman's hand and saying, "Xiao Qi, look, what are you eating?" ”

The one named Xiao Qi complained in a low voice: "Why spend money to eat here, if you want to eat, I'll get it for you!" ”

"The dishes of this house are famous in Chang'an, let's have a good meal, I just want you not to work so hard, you are really suffering when you marry me, you are originally a good family, your fingers have never touched the spring water, you see that you are for me, ten fingers are cracked, I ......"

The one called Xiao Qi said angrily: "You said this again, although I didn't worry about food and clothing before, but the home was cold, and I felt the warmth of home with you, and the glory and wealth couldn't be with you!" ”

Murong Chong ate side dishes, listened to the conversation between the two young couples, and forgot to raise the chopsticks for a while, and listened blankly.

Changsheng saw that these two young couples were no different from tens of millions of couples, but it was rare to come out for a meal together, the love between husband and wife was deeply moving, he was a eunuch who had no dust roots for a long time, how did he know that Murong Chong's heart had set off an uproar.

While eating, a person came in the store, wearing gorgeous aya brocade, swaggering, swaggering, and at a glance, he knew which big mansion had a position in charge, and he was followed by a few small ones. (To be continued......)

PS: I only remembered her good when I left, why are people always like this?