Then he saw two servants leading the little donkey to this side, and immediately several big men pounced on it, and nailed down four wooden shovels on the four feet of the donkey, and took ropes and bound the donkey's limbs firmly. Shen Renzui and Mrs. Mu were about to leave, but when they saw this scene, they didn't know what they were going to do, so they couldn't help but stop again.

Then the servants tied the donkey with great dexterity, and it was evident that this was not the first time they had done such a thing. Then I saw a big man bare-chested, holding a knife with ox ears, and when he came to the donkey's side, he raised the knife in his hand, and with a "poof" sound, blood burst out, and a hole was opened under the donkey's abdomen.

The onlookers "boomed" and retreated in horror, and Mrs. Mu couldn't help screaming, covering her mouth with her hands, and was a little stunned. Shen Rendrunk glanced at her, couldn't help but take her little hand, pulled her back a few steps, and held the soft little hand in the palm, only to feel as cool as jade.

Mrs. Mu really hadn't seen the slaughter of livestock with her own eyes, she was taken aback by this scene, she was careful of the liver porphyry tom, and as soon as her palm was held by Yao'er, she knew that he had the intention of care, and her heart couldn't help but be sweet, and she glanced at him quietly, but saw Shen Rendrunk staring at the donkey in front of her, and she was a little unwilling in her heart, and she couldn't help but lightly stab him with her fingernails in his palm.

I saw that the servant who used the knife went down, and then he took a big shirtless hand into the donkey's belly along the gurgling and bleeding wound, and saw that his short body seemed to be groping for something, and suddenly there was a loud shout, and the spectators screamed again, and a piece of donkey intestine had been torn out of the donkey's belly by him.

"Vomit ......"

Mrs. Mu couldn't hold back any longer, and she was nauseous for a while, she quickly turned around, hid herself behind Shen Ren's drunken shoulder, and said hurriedly: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't look at this kind of thing again!" ”

Shen Rendrunk agreed, and walked out with her, Mrs. Mu didn't dare to turn her head back, only held the corner of his clothes firmly, looking so pitiful. Shen Rendrunk is extremely curious. I don't know what those people are going to do, so I retreat very slowly, still staring inside.

I saw that the servant who wielded the knife swung his knife and cut off a piece of donkey's intestine in the midst of the donkey's miserable cry, and threw it into a large basin beside it. Someone immediately started cleaning up.

Someone in the crowd excitedly said, "Hey! See? I heard that people eat this way, just to make it fresh. When the donkey's intestines are cleaned and cooked, the donkey is still screaming and not dying. When you taste it, the donkey intestines are particularly delicious. ”

Shen Renzui shook his head slightly. Xin said: "What is the difference in taste between killing the donkey and cooking it with donkey intestines, and cooking it with donkey intestines alive?" These people think really weirdly. In the end, it's just grandstanding. ”

The two of them walked a long way before they realized that they were still holding him by the corner of his clothes like a little girl, and he couldn't help but let go shyly. Then he remembered the feeling that he was holding his palm, and he vaguely looked like Shangyuan that year, leading his horse's hand to run on the long street, and his heart was sweet. It was only after the frightened heart that it stabilized slightly.

Shen Rendrunk didn't have the idea that she was thinking about in an instant. just shook his head and sighed: "As long as the festival is over, there is always some excitement to see on this Dingding Street." ”

Li Jiang said: "What kind of excitement is that, first of all, a man who is not like a man, that's it, preferring such cruel cooking, it is even more disgusting." ”

Shen Rendrunk smiled and did not comment.

At this moment, a group of girls came over in the distance, chattering and excited.

"Did you pick it up?"

"Hee-hee. That's nature. I picked up two. A seven-hole needle, a Jindian needle. ”

"Oh, you're in luck, I've been searching the ground for a long time. I didn't pick up any of them, which is really unlucky. ”

"Hehe, tell you to come out with a lantern. Do you mean that we all carry lanterns and don't have to light lanterns anymore, are you lazy? I took the lantern and shone it on the ground, and I saw the silver glittering. Naturally, you can pick it up. ”

"Hey!" The girl hung her head even more dejectedly: "This needle was spilled by the saint, and if I had known that it had been touched by the saint's hand, how could I have made the brightest lantern out." ”

Li Jiang smiled slightly when he heard this, and there was a look of amazement in his eyes.

It turns out that this Qixi Festival is also going to be spent in the palace. Every Chinese Valentine's Day, the Weaving and Dyeing Department will make sacrifices. The Central Shang Department sent seven-hole needles, golden needles and other begging things to the concubine Gong'e. The king will also build a splendid platform on the end door, display melons, fruits, wine and delicacies on it, and ask for favor from the morning glory and weaver girl.

Sometimes, it is necessary to throw seven-hole needles and golden needles under the city, and then allow the people to approach and pick them up on the ground, and from the tall buildings, countless people on the ground are walking around with lanterns, which is also a fun scene. When Mrs. Mu was a child, she accompanied her father and queen mother to enjoy the Chinese Valentine's Day, and she once threw seven-hole needles and Jindian needles on the high platform as a game.

The girl who had never picked up the beggar needle saw that the woman who had picked up the two sewing needles was triumphant, so she struck her and said, "It may not all be thrown down by the saints, maybe there are the crown prince, the concubines, and the palace people." ”

The woman who picked up the needle snorted, "You don't understand this, do you?" How can the palace people be qualified to throw begging needles to the people, concubines or crown princes are naturally okay, but now the crown prince is about to be abolished, and he is confined in Zixing Palace all day long, and he is not allowed to take half a step, can he still spend Qixi with the saint? ”

When Jiang heard this, his eyes suddenly darkened, and even the children of the people knew the news that the crown prince was about to be abolished......

The girl said again: "The crown prince is not qualified to come, where did you say the harem concubines came from?" ”

Mrs. Mu's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she suddenly walked slowly.

Shen Rendrunk walked a few steps, and suddenly found that Li Jiang did not follow, turned his head to look, saw that she was preoccupied, thinking of what the folk girl said, knowing that Li Jiang was worried, he wanted to turn around and comfort a few words, the words came to his mouth, thought about it and swallowed it back.

But at the moment, the crown prince is indeed in danger, and the future changes are unpredictable, and Shen Ren is drunk and relieved, but he doesn't know where to start.

Mrs. Mu is walking slower and slower, with her vision, how can she not know that the crown prince is in danger, but it is rare to let go of her heart today, but she was hooked by the words of the folk woman: Now that her mother is the king, Jiang Qi may not have no hope of revival, but once the position of the prince falls into the hands of the Tian family, it will be a big trend!

But once the mother has decided, who can influence her? The more relatives her mother believes, the more she is afraid of three points of ......, Mrs. Mu is full of sorrow, and somehow, the image of the young man on the high platform who is more beautiful than her daughter's house suddenly flashed in her heart. (To be continued.) )