Luo Zhaoyun took the well-dressed Murong Ziyan and Suo Zhe out of the Xiuzheng Workshop, it was the afternoon, and the Dongfang City in Chang'an had not yet closed, so he took the two of them to the Fang City in a car. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is a wide open-air market full of stalls, and there are street shops on both sides, row after row, all kinds of jewelry, pawns, cloth, rouge gouache, silk satin, ornaments, etc.

In addition to the locals of Chang'an, there are also foreign county people, merchants from the Western Regions, grassland merchants, Oriental and Nanyang people who have crossed the sea, and even the merchant groups of the Roman Empire, who have also come to Chang'an.

In Fang City, you will see different ethnic races, interspersed among the Central Plains people, especially the envoys of the twenty vassal states visiting China, all visiting the Fang City, so here, ordered by the imperial court to clean up, all the shops, merchants and pedestrians must wear the best clothes, restaurants, restaurants, tea shops, inns, etc., are not allowed to charge, as long as it is a person from the Western Regions, it can be eaten for free, in order to show the richness and strength of the Great Sui.

Suo Zhe poked his head out, showed his little head, saw the scene outside the car, and exclaimed, how could he have seen such a prosperous scene, ten times more prosperous than the bazaar in Tuyuhun, and the people's clothes were also bright and beautiful, much better than the people of Tuyuhun, silk clothes, painted embroidery, these are in Tuyuhun, but they are only qualified to be worn by nobles, here, almost everyone wears such gorgeous clothes.

"No wonder my father said that the Central Plains is rich in resources, gold is everywhere, beautiful women are like clouds, and rich people are flowing oil, and it is really true that they want to rob the land and women of the Central Plains, the Sui people here are also too well dressed and beautiful."

Luo Zhaoyun patted the back of his head and said: "What is your name Father, for fear that others will not know that you are a prince, from now on, you are not allowed to call you like this, just call Daddy!" ”

When Murong Ziyan saw that he had beaten his younger brother, he immediately reached out and rubbed it, glared at Luo Zhaoyun, and reproached: "Be careful, don't move your hands and feet, your hands are so strong, don't hurt him." ”

"Why, I'm still worried that I'll slap him and break his brain and become a fool!"

Sozhel heard the good thing and shouted, "You are a fool! ”

Murong Ziyan smiled and glanced at Luo Zhaoyun: I thought my sister and brother were easy to bully.

Luo Zhaoyun looked at her smugness, and when she wasn't paying attention, he reached out and poked her under the ribs.

"Ahh Murong Ziyan's body was agitated, she sat in the middle, with her younger brother on one side and her surname Luo on the other, this violent reaction attracted Suo Zhe's attention, he turned around from the car window and asked, "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, it seems to have been struck by something just now, it's okay."

Suo Zhe sighed, turned around, and continued to lie down by the window, looking out.

Murong Ziyan turned around and stared at Luo Zhaoyun fiercely, like a little female leopard about to get angry, she reached out and twisted the other party's arm.

Luo Zhaoyun stretched out his hand, directly reached out to block, grabbed her wrist, and suddenly, both hands were clamped.

She overreacted, and directly put it into her mouth, biting the back of Luo Zhaoyun's hand.

Luo Zhaoyun's eyes were quick, and he immediately withdrew his hand, and Murong Ziyan leaned forward with his weight under the sudden force, and directly planted himself into his arms, giving him a hug.

However, Murong Ziyan didn't find a bargain, so she was definitely unwilling, and opened her mouth directly through her clothes and bit the muscles in his abdomen.

The range of movement of the two alarmed Suo Zhe, who was looking out, and the little guy turned around and saw his sister in the arms of the surnamed Luo, and said in surprise: "Sister, what are you doing?" ”

Murong Ziyan hurriedly struggled to get up, but Luo Zhaoyun held her down and said with a wicked smile: "Your sister, you can't help it, child, don't look at it!" ”

"What do you mean by can't help it?"

"It's not ..... hey......." Luo Zhaoyun gasped, because Murong Ziyan bit him hard, and it was estimated that he had left a tooth mark.

"You're a dog!"

Murong Ziyan broke free and said to Suo Zhe: "Ignore him, this scoundrel, bastard." ”

Suo Zhe seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and he was a little dazed.

"Let's go, I'll take you out of the car and play!" Murong Ziyan was a little embarrassed and pulled her younger brother out of the car.

Luo Zhaoyun also got out of the car and accompanied the two sisters and brothers in the market, he was already a little more disguised, and he was not afraid of being recognized, so he relaxed himself.

For some reason, following this Murong Ziyan has a very special feeling, because she was born in a nomadic tribe and has a straightforward personality, more like a modern woman, a post-zero girl who has a personality after finishing high school and not before going to college!

"Sugar gourd!" "Malt shortbread," some vendors shouted for sale.

Luo Zhaoyun paid for Suo Zhe and bought a lot, and took him to watch an acrobatic show, and the little guy was very interested.

This afternoon, the three of them stopped and had fun, and Luo Zhaoyun gradually blended in, and there was less separation from them.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and when the night comes early, Sozhe is already asleep when he gets in the car and goes home.

Murong Ziyan supported her younger brother and sat side by side with Luo Zhaoyun in the carriage, listening to the wheels of the car crushing the snow, squeaking, and when shaking, each other's shoulders would touch together.

Gradually, Murong Ziyan's heart was a little struggling and confused, and she couldn't tell whether the man around her was a talented scholar she admired, or the military general with bloody hands. (To be continued.) )