"I forgot about it." Xiao Zhen pouted.

"There have been many cases in history of using religious congregations to gather to revolt, not to mention, even if you are telling the truth, it is just an ordinary assembly." Song Qinglian felt that the matter was very important, and when he calmed down, he asked again, "We have been in the capital of Qi for so many years, why haven't we heard of this?" Whether it's Ramadan or the New Year, I didn't hear about it until Xiao Zhi was ten years old, which is really strange! ”

This is indeed the truth, Fang Fei pressed her chin and thought hard for a long time and couldn't understand, so she had to kowtow and reply: "The slave's words are true. It's just that why these years have only been Ramadan months, but this year has passed, and the slaves and maids don't know. ”

"I'm hungry, let's eat first." Xiao Zhi took out his pocket watch and looked at it, it was already the time to apply for a card, so he stood up and said to Rong Xuan: "Kill Cheng Cheng halfway and bite the gold!" You go and preach the order: the hidden guards lurking around the mosque are all waiting for the order to move, and don't act rashly yet! After dinner, I want to visit the Cow Street Chapel in person. Wu Haoze and Old Man Song also followed. ”

Because of something, I was in a hurry to prepare a happy meal. Xie Lan and Fang Fei tried their best to dissuade Xiao Zhi from going to Niujie, but Xiao Zhi just laughed. At the end, he got up and patted Fang Fei's shoulder and said, "If what you said is true, you are really meritorious today!" As he spoke, he changed his clothes, changed into a gray silk robe, and wore a green felt hat on his head and went out of the palace.

The early summer night is intoxicating with the smell of smoke and flowers, and the people on the cattle street are bustling, and the sound of selling dumplings, wontons, Beijing snacks, roast duck, roast chicken, scones, beef and mutton soup is like a competition one after another, and it is also mixed with the sound of children's cannons and the laughter of chasing and playing, hide and seek, presenting a peaceful scene, and no one realizes that there is any danger in the middle. But Rong Xuan muttered in his heart, although there were dozens of hidden guards behind him who pretended to be people to follow, and there were also profound Daoist people like Song Qinglian and Wu Haoze next to him, but who could imagine what it would be like for thousands of Hui people to riot, and how to ensure that the king could get out safely? Rong Xuan was responsible for protecting Kangxi, and the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. A warm breeze blew, and Xiao Zhi praised loudly: "Good wind! Rong Xuan shuddered.

"Uncle, do you want to worship in the temple?" Rong Xuan was thinking about something on his mind when he suddenly heard Xiao Zhi ask. When he looked up, he was a spirited old man, with a silver beard and white hair, wearing a white cloth hat often worn by the old Hui people on his head, wearing only a half-cut white shirt, and walking with his hands behind his back.

"yes!" The old man nodded and smiled, "The babies can't wait, so they go out as soon as the sky is bright." I'm old, and I can't compare to them. ”

"How many people are in the old uncle's family?"

"Me?" The old man smiled, stretched out his hand and flipped it twice, "Fifteen!" I'm in a hurry to go, it's not early to go to Good Morning, I'm worried about the little oil at home - you little Langjun, everything for the festival is ready, right? ”

"Almost......" Xiao Zhi hesitated for a moment and vaguely agreed.

"It's not easy!" The old man looked up at the big arch of the mosque that was getting closer and closer, and sighed, "It's finally a festival this year...... It has been almost ten years since the death of the first king, there was a shortage of troops in the first few years, and the first few years were not good. This is finally a nod - tossing for a few more years, I'm afraid that a baby as big as you won't even know how to celebrate Eid al-Fitr! This is a blessing to Allah and to the king today! ”

I see! Xiao Zhi was stunned for a moment. Song Qinglian and Wu Haoze also had a bright heart, and glanced at each other with some playfulness.

"Don't, don't go yet!" Xiao Zhi was thinking that he didn't have to enter the mosque again, but Song Qinglian suddenly turned around and grabbed Xiao Zhen's arm, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Wu Haoze, look who came from there!" The voice trembled a little in panic!