Yi Bo scratched his head, this was playing dumb riddles with himself, and couldn't help but ponder. Thinking as he walked out,

Wang Fu saw that Yi Bo still went out of the house, and sighed, it is not the first time that this little young master has gone out to mess around, just like this illness, if it is a student who studies hard, where will he suffer such an unwarranted disaster, the Wei family's family is declining, and the master is pinning his affection on the landscape, and the responsibility of this road will fall on several young masters, but after all, he is more than enough and his strength is insufficient, and he reminded him: "Little young master, just go out for a walk, now that you are recovering from a serious illness and feeling unwell, you should not exercise too much......"

Yi Bo knew that the housekeeper was reminding himself not to cause trouble outside, if it was before, he would really have something, but now he is not familiar with life, so this worry is naturally superfluous. But he nodded.

In ancient poetry, willow is a common image that expresses lingering love, such as "the willow by the water, the dust silk, immediately annoying the gentleman to break a branch." Only the spring breeze is the most cherished, and the courtesy blows more to the hands. "Suddenly I saw the willow color of the strange head, and the penitent husband was looking for the marquis" and so on.

So according to Wang Fu, the person who sent this willow to disguise herself as a man, then it must be the maid of the willow folder, the Tang Dynasty was open, but it has not yet reached the extent that men and women openly express their love, although similar to the maidservant, there are still poor women when they go out to show their heads, but they generally disguise themselves as men.

As for the rich lady's travels, she usually travels in a sedan chair, by car, and later on horseback. However, it is common to bring a large retinue with them. Of course, sometimes, when a woman sees someone she likes, she will also arrange for her maid to send a token or something, like the former prime minister Li Linpu, who openly let her daughter choose a husband, and later has been criticized by later literati and Confucian scholars, thinking that it is immoral. I don't know when I had a bully attack, and I actually provoked a rich woman to secretly agree?

Qingqing willow, Yi Bo took this willow and played in a circle, and suddenly a name emerged in his memory, Yangliu Qingqing, isn't it Yang Qing'er......"

I couldn't help but have a slight headache when I thought of this, I was afraid that I had a soft spot for this girl, but now I naturally don't have such thoughts, I don't know when I will provoke her. In fact, the most important thing is because of her identity, otherwise it is not a bad thing to be remembered by such a beautiful girl, she is a famous traitor, Yang Guozhong's daughter, in a few years, Ma Weiyi's change, his father will die in Huangquan, and she is naturally difficult to get out of it. Of course, it is good to dissociate herself from her, beauty is precious, and the price of a small life is higher.

What's more, according to memory, it is still unknown whether this Yang Qing'er is really interested in herself, and she was naturally carried away by love before, so she will climb the high branch to take the bird's nest. Some women naturally want men to revolve around them, and it is common to play some small ambiguities for this purpose, according to empirical analysis, this Yang Qinger is very likely to be such a person. Most of the princes and grandsons of Chang'an City have been in contact with her, so it is impossible for her to be favored by such a small guard.

Since this girl came to this willow branch to guess things implicitly, she simply pretended to be stupid and ignored the matter. Whether children are in love is not something to consider at this time.

But since you have come to this prosperous era, you naturally want to go out for a walk to see what the ancient Chang'an City looked like. And I have to find a market and buy some gunpowder back.

Walking out of the house, the time is about noon, and it is spring in March, and the ambiguous sun shines so that people have a warmth all over their bodies. Chang'an Avenue is even narrow and sloping, and the green cow and white horse are seven incense cars. Scattered streets, bustling vehicles, traveling princes and nobles, luxurious palanquins and carriages abound.

Occasionally, one or two painting boats crossed the Yongji Canal, and the faint singing voice and the faint red sleeves danced. Under the willows by the river, two old men were fighting with a chessboard, and there was a group of onlookers next to them, and they couldn't see the situation inside clearly, but there were one or two cheers intermittently. However, there were no small vendors selling them, and occasionally one or two farmers carrying firewood and rice grains were also in a hurry, walking north.

What a portrayal of prosperity.

This is not a new thing, the ancient street market scene imagined by ordinary people, influenced by the Qingming Shanghe map of the Song Dynasty, is a prosperous scene with wine shops, stalls everywhere, and constant shouting. In fact, before the Song Dynasty, the fang and the city were separated, and the imperial court itself demarcated strict residential and commercial areas, and the market was closed at dusk, and there were special people responsible for the opening and closing of the gate, for example, Chang'an City was specially equipped with the east market and the west market.

All the way to the north, there are more and more pedestrians, and after entering the West Market, it is really to the bustling ocean, with endless shouts and bargaining.

Ladies and ladies surrounded by a rouge perfume shop. The smell of Hu bread noodles lingered all around, and a group of children surrounded the vendors covered with sugar gourds, eager to eat one. Juggling charlatans, big swords and spears dance whirringly, occasionally spitting out a ball of golden flames, attracting a burst of cheers. There are also all kinds of Hu people, selling smoked beef and mellow goat's milk wine. There was even Persia, where large food merchants spoke not very fluent Tang dialect and sold their own specialty, fur and glass.

This is the most prosperous moment of the Tang Dynasty, at this time, the Tang people go abroad, they are all regarded as guests, they can be arrogant, they can be high-spirited, they can be proud, and they can look at the world. At this time, the stars of the Tang Dynasty were like the moon, standing alone, bowing down at home and abroad. At this time, Chang'an City had a population of one million and was the largest city in the world. The grand occasion of the Kaiyuan Dynasty is unique in the history of ancient China, and the majestic Chang'an City is the focus of this prosperity.

Looking at Yan Yan, who was talking and laughing, happy appearance, and the happy smile on the face of the Chang'an people who were busy gossiping about firewood, rice, oil and salt, Yi Bo couldn't help but sigh a little, two years later, when the war was chaotic, how did they know that this once-time scene was like fireworks in the night sky, and after it bloomed, it would be cold and desolate?

Born in sorrow and dying in peace, regardless of time and space, are all unchanging truths.

I don't want to make a name for myself in this troubled world, I just want to do my duty, protect this picturesque country, and not be bullied by Hu Yi!

Then he shook his head, and when he saw the country in this prosperous world, he was hot-headed for a while. is still too angry, it is really easy to change the nature of the country. In the troubled times, there is still work to be done, so what can we talk about protecting the country and protecting the people?

With the crowd, unconsciously came to a small stall selling ornaments and gadgets, the vendor is a tough middle-aged man, a big beard, it seems a little rough, but the craftsmanship in front of the stall is not ambiguous, all kinds of small clay figures are lifelike, kites are also complete styles, all kinds of strange styles have, most of the ornaments are wooden, but the workmanship is meticulous, the carved stripes are also various, it can be regarded as good quality and cheap.

Yi Bo looked at the stall for a while, the stall owner looked enthusiastic, patiently introduced to him the advantages of his handicrafts over others, saw his rough hand, knew that it must be not easy for him to support his family, remembered his previous life in the world, gave birth to a sympathetic heart, and he was embarrassed not to buy it. However, most of these trinkets are used by women, and after thinking about it, the hair of his personal maid Xiaoyan seems to be empty.

So I picked it out, found a hairpin with small flowers on it, and asked, "Shopkeeper, how do you sell this wooden fork......

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "It's just a small vendor, the little boy is really polite, a small business, we don't bargain, fifty dollars."

In ancient times, a tael of gold = 10 taels of silver, 1 tael of silver = RMB 200 = 1000 wen money = 1 guan (hanging) money (this is a matter of opinion for the situation at the time, there is no way to study, this book shall prevail), it is probably equivalent to ten yuan in later generations, this price is obviously a lot more expensive than the price of the stall in front, but the workmanship of this hairpin is also very meticulous, and it is worth the price.

Yi Bo nodded, and went to his pockets with both hands, only to find that this wide scholar-like robe had no pockets at all, and then calmly found ...... I didn't bring any money with me......

Seeing that this son, who was not dressed as a common person, rummaging around his lower body, the middle-aged man kindly reminded: "Childe, look for the sleeves......"

Yibo straightened his clothes, his face did not change, he gathered his cuffs, and then reached in...... There was no ......

Girl! Knowing that Young Master Ben has been in a trance these days, he didn't help himself prepare money when he went out, so he must be cured...... I can't buy things for you now, so there's no blame for Young Master Ben......

The middle-aged man finally understood that the son who seemed to be an official eunuch should be an impostor, and he had been serving for so long, and his face couldn't help but sink: "That, if you don't bring money, please take care of yourself, don't delay Xiao Lao'er's business, Xiao Lao'er's small business, I can't afford to delay, the city will close when it gets dark......"

Yi Bo smirked and put down the wooden hairpin stupidly, feeling a little gray.

Just then, a voice sounded behind him.