On the outskirts of the southern part of the city, willows sprouted, and there was a small village, which was small and scattered with more than a dozen families. The people in the village make a living by farming and growing vegetables, and the old and weak women and children usually wash clothes, cook, and do needlework for the city people to earn a little money.

There is a family in the village, the yard is not large, three thatched huts are low, and the firewood in the yard is neatly stacked. A leash was tethered to a lean horse, listlessly grazing. An old woman with a plain face sat at a wooden table in the courtyard, doing needlework. Ordinary farmhouse courtyard, clean inside and out. It can be seen that he is a person who loves cleanliness.

A young student named Liang Ziyu came out of the hut with a burden. He turned around to say goodbye to his mother and prepared to go to the city to sell his paintings. studied hard in the cold window, but failed the scientific examination one after another, and lost his name to Sun Shan, Liang Ziyu's heart was not a taste. Only by buying a painting can you have a little sense of accomplishment and improve your life a little.

"Brother, I'll follow you too!"

Liang Junzhu walked out of the house, she had already cleaned up.

Since the death of Liang's father, the Liang family began to fall into the middle of the family. Liang Ziyu wanted to find another way to make a living, but his mother insisted that he study. Besides, he has been studying hard since he was a child, and he is a weak scholar who can't resist on his shoulders and can't lift his hands, so he has only one way to read and take the exam. He usually relies on his mother and sister to help people do laundry and needlework. Although such a day is poor, the family of three is happy. His mother often said that a horse can grow hair, but a poor person can't be short-minded!

The brothers and sisters of the Liang family cherish their skinny horses, and the brothers and sisters usually go to the city to take the carriage of their neighbor Uncle Zhang into the city to sell vegetables. No, an old man with a rickety figure and a face like gold stopped at the gate of the Liang family's small courtyard while driving a carriage pulling vegetables.

Liang's mother came out to say hello, and distant relatives might as well have a good neighbor. This old man Zhang is a warm-hearted person, and Liang's mother is very grateful to him.

The Liang brothers and sisters hitchhiked into the city. After they got out of the car, they came to Bianhe Street. There are many shops here, and they set up a painting stall under a big banyan tree at the intersection of three forks. At this time, the sun was just showing a little, and the streets began to be more crowded.

When Liang Junzhu was looking around, a jujube red fast horse ran over from the south. Immediately, there was a young man in a brocade robe and jade robe, with a proud face. He was followed by a few men on horseback, all with fierce faces. Unexpectedly, just when the jujube red horse was about to run past the painting stall, something happened......

"Appeal ......"

The man on the red horse suddenly turned his horse to the west.

With the neighing of a horse, the stall of the Liang brothers and sisters instantly fell under the horse's hooves. Fortunately, the Liang brothers and sisters hid quickly and were not injured by the horse's kick. Liang Junzhu was furious, and she stepped forward to accuse: "How do you ride a horse!" ”

Liang Ziyu was also indignant when he saw that the painting he had worked so hard to paint was destroyed, and he also went over to stop the horseman.

The person riding the horse is the little prince Zhao Yan, who has been on fire for the past two days! Visiting the temple fair, I was slapped and scratched my wrist for no reason, and I didn't dare to say it when I went home, and I was reprimanded by the prince's father. Zhao Yan has been afraid of his father Zhao Shi since he was a child, no matter how he flies outside, he immediately obeys when he sees his grandfather. Today, the grandfather is not at home, and the wind is beautiful, he is ready to go out of Beijing and go to Songshan Shaolin Temple to relax. Unexpectedly, on the way, he met two bold people who dared to stop his horse!

Without waiting for Zhao Yan to speak, the house slaves behind him rushed forward and scolded loudly: "You are blind, you want to hurt our little prince and the horse, you can't afford to pay for a few heads!" ”

Liang Ziyu was taken aback, and he pulled his sister away and got out of the way. Little Prince! Who dares to mess with? Unless you don't want to live anymore.

"Ding... Bite... Dangdang. ”

Zhao Yan sprinkled a handful of copper coins for compensation, he didn't want to be pointed at, so he rode his horse and whipped away.

The streets were dusty, people gave way of their own accord, and no one wanted to offend the powerful. Liang Junzhu watched angrily as the arrogant master left with the evil slave, and she felt very sorry for the painting his brother had painted. She hurriedly bent down to pick up the copper coins that had been scattered on the ground. OK! The money is quite a lot, enough money to sell paintings.

At this moment a luxurious carriage passed by, and after walking a short distance, it stopped. A girl wearing a light green dress, a pink gown, and a banana bun with a butterfly bead hairpin on the left and right, with clear eyebrows, and a little girl in green clothes walked towards Liang Ziyu and them.

"Miss Shen! Miss Shen! ”

Liang Junzhu shouted excitedly, even if she hadn't seen her for more than ten years, she could still recognize Shen Congrong at a glance.

This girl's name is Shen Congrong, and she is the only daughter of Shen Qian, the imperial deputy envoy of the imperial history of the dynasty. She also has an older brother named Shen Zhao, who is the adopted son of Shen Qian, and is now the head of the forbidden army in the capital.

Shen Qian and Liang's father were officials in the same dynasty back then, although Liang's father's official position was much smaller, but the two fell in love. Earlier, the two families had been in contact quite a lot. Helplessly, after Liang's father died early, the family fell into the middle of the road. Later, Liang's mother moved her family to the southern suburbs of the city, and the two families broke off contact.

The Liang brothers and sisters grew up together with Shen Congrong and Shen Zhao since childhood, and their relationship has always been good, but they haven't seen each other for many years. Shen Congrong went to the street to buy spices today, and suddenly heard the Maas people on the street calling, she lifted the curtains of the car, and saw the little prince riding a horse and galloping over, and then saw two familiar figures. Although her father didn't let her interact with the Liang family brothers and sisters, she couldn't help but get out of the car.

"Brother Liang, Sister Junzhu, what's wrong? How did these paintings fall to the ground, they are all ruined! ”

Xu Congrong cared and said regretfully.

"I was knocked over by someone riding a horse just now."

Liang Ziyu said with a gloomy expression, although he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to say disrespect.

"If the person is not hurt, sell me this painting."

Shen calmly picked up a peach blossom diagram on the ground that was crumpled and the paper was not broken.

"You don't need to buy it, Sister Shen, you have to like it, and let my brother draw a few more for you to give to you."

"This one is good."

Shen said calmly that she, Liang Ziyu and Liang Junzhu picked up all the torn paintings on the ground.

"These are a few sheets, just repair them, I'll buy them together."

Shen calmly looked at the damaged painting and felt a little sorry.

"Sister Calm, how can I ask for your money, you just take it."

Liang Ziyu said with a red face.

Shen smiled calmly: "Brother Liang, Sister Junzhu, then I'll go first."

After speaking, he couldn't help but say that he threw down a piece of silver, turned around and walked away quickly.

"Sister Congrong, I can't ask for your money...... Wait a minute......"

Before Liang Ziyu finished speaking, Shen Congrong and the maid had already gotten into the car and left.

Looking at the carriage in the distance, Liang Ziyu fell into deep thought, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: The little girl who loved to cry back then has now grown into a slim girl.

"Brother, don't look at it, it's already far away."

Liang Junzhu still knows his brother's thoughts. Since he was a child, his brother never looked at other girls much, and he only had Miss Shen in his eyes.

Liang Junzhu put away the painting stall and said, "Brother, let's go back!" ”

Although Liang Junzhu lives at the bottom, she is still full of enthusiasm for life.