(Yesterday's starting point gave a female frequency strong push.,It's encouraged.,Today I've posted a chapter of more than three thousand.) Although 3,000 words is not a lot compared to the great god who has more than 10,000 words a day, I insist on carefully considering the words and sentences, and I hope that each paragraph will be studied as much as possible and close to the level of publication. Recently, my physical condition has become more problematic, but I hope that I will get better soon and be able to double change every day. ）

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Grooming and dressing, it didn't take long for someone from the Zeng Mansion to pick up the car.

The accompanying grandmother's surname is Rong, who is in her fifties, and she is the wet nurse that Mrs. Zeng brought from the boudoir that year. Mrs. Zeng, as the concubine of Zeng Ti, the eldest son of Prime Minister Zeng Bu, almost became Yao Huan's mother-in-law because of the concubine Zeng Ti's concubine's son marrying.

Shen Fuyi opened the courtyard door, and Grandma Rong had already stepped forward, adjusted the corners of her eyes and mouth to the appropriate parts, and gave a faint salute, indicating her identity.

As the saying goes, the prime minister's domestic slave five-grade official, although the status of this old woman, although not the master, is clearly much higher than the domestic slave, how can Shen Fuzhi, who is skilled in human feelings, not be provincial.

"There's Grandma. Grandma has a good complexion. ”

Shen Fuzhi's tone was slightly warmer than the other party, but there was no contempt.

After Shen Fuzhi returned the salute, he looked at Grandma Rong generously, and did not shy away from taking a few glances at Grandma's brown and gold collared folded branch gown: "The style and texture of Grandma's Luo collar are rare in Kaifeng City. ”

Grandma Rong has to hold the reserve of a big family, and she can't help but feel a burst of pride in her heart. Women, no matter what age they are, dress mainly for the same sex, how can they be unhappy to be envied by the same sex younger than themselves? - Anyway, most straight men don't realize whether you're dressed up or not.

What's more, Mrs. Zeng and Grandma Rong said that Shen Fuzhi's maiden background, the ancestor is also a big family, and at this moment, Grandma Rong saw that the aunt of the old rivers and lakes in the mouth of this crowd, although the charm of the still exists, but she came out of the courtyard of this narrow door, asking for jewelry without jewelry, and without fancy clothes, she is completely incomparable with the old grandmother of the popular prime minister's mansion like her, how can she not get a psychological advantage.

She then took the initiative to brush off her arrogance.

"My aunt has won an award. It is said that he was still a young man, and he was able to follow his eldest sister into Zeng's mansion. ”

Grandma Rong pursed her lips, suddenly lowered her volume a little, and said in a joking tone that narrowed the distance between them: "It's also thanks to my grandfather for giving a good surname, Rong." ”

The corners of Shen Fu's eyes relaxed, revealing a little "Grandma talks so interesting" look, and said again: "Sister Huan and I will board the car with Grandma?" ”

"Hey, okay, let's go, the house is ready." Grandma Rong responded, and her eyes turned to Yao Huan behind Shen Fuzhi.

is a little lady with neat facial features and a weak face, I really can't see that her temperament is so strong, and she has to fight to the death on the street. However, the little lady Lie also has a strong creation, God confiscated it, she can be regarded as escaping in the world, otherwise Brother Ke'er's little beast ...... Alas, the little beast is not good, and it must be in the womb that he brought his mother's cheapness, so it is said that heaven is a good reincarnation, Yun Niang's cheap concubine took Zeng Dalang's favor from my eldest lady, and now it should end like this.

Grandma Rong has already gone through several paragraphs of evaluation and sarcasm in her stomach, but her face is not leaking, and she has changed the kindness of her elders, and said to Yao Huan gently: "Sister Huan looks fine." ”

Yao Huan said "Grandma", then bit his lip and shrank beside Shen Fuzhi. Grandma Rong only said that this little lady was young in the end, and she was still awkward in her heart, but everything was up to her aunt, so she smiled generously and led the two to board the car.

Shen Fuzhi was worried that Yao Huan would think of the pain of being forced out of the wedding day when he got into the carriage of Zengfu again, but now seeing that Yao Huan got into the car and sat on the brocade mattress without waves, he believed that the open-minded words that his niece said a few days ago were indeed sincere.

Yao Huan read the compassion in her aunt's eyes, and then guessed what her aunt was thinking, and couldn't help laughing: How did my aunt know that I was an imposter Yao family lady, who rode God's golden finger that day, and when I first arrived in the precious land, I was lying on the ground hot from the sun with my head bleeding.

This Rolls-Royce luxury car in Zengfu, like my aunt, is also the first to sit back.

The carriage went out of the alley and turned onto the street, Grandma Rong saw Yao Huan wringing her hands, a little cramped, and asked in a gentle drizzle: "Sister Huan, can you feel bored, can I help you pull a curtain?" ”

really said that Yao Huan's heart was in the heart!

It's been almost half a month, and she hasn't seen the street scene of Kaifeng yet.

This is the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty!

This era, known to later historians as the "dawn of the modern era", was a civil society with a developed commodity economy that was completely different from the Tang Dynasty. People of later generations want to appreciate the customs of Bianjing City in the authentic works of "Qingming Riverside Map", and it is luck to queue for several hours, and it can only take ten minutes to see. And she, Yao Huan, is so real and close to admiring the living Kyoto picture scroll at this moment.

Grandma Rong opened a little bit of the curtain very measuredly, and Yao Huan immediately stared intently at the flowing scenery outside the window.

She has read historical materials such as "Tokyo Menghualu" and knows that although Kaifeng City is not as regular as Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty, it also follows the general pattern of "North Imperial Palace, South Residential Area" of the capital city of previous dynasties.

In her reading memory, the capital city is nested outward from the center, which are the palace city, the inner city, and the outer city. Xuande Gate, Donghua Gate, and Xihua Gate are all gates of Gongwei Palace. Suzaku Gate is the southern gate of the inner castle. The South Kaoru Gate is the southern gate of the outer city.

If you stand on the Xuande Tower of the palace city, you can overlook the famous Bianhe River in the "Qingming Riverside Map" to the south, from west to southeast, through the west outer city, the inner city, and the east outer city of Kaifeng, and then flow through several barns and material distribution centers in the southeast corner of the outer city, and continue to rush to the east.

The Bianhe River also passes through Yujie. The Royal Street is a large road from the Miyagi Xuande Gate to the Nanxun Gate, with a width of more than 200 steps, after all, it often has to accommodate the huge Xuanhe honor guard to pass by.

There are long corridors built on both sides of the royal street, allowing the common people to occupy a place to do business, as long as you don't get into the water, you can put the stalls on the royal street while you are doing, then whether it is the city management or the forbidden army, they will not come to you for trouble.

It's just that such a relaxed atmosphere disappeared in the reign of Emperor Hui a few decades later. The royal corridor is blocked by the wooden branches painted black, the corridor digs a ditch to divert water, planted lotus, there are trees such as peach, plum and apricot blossoms on the side of the ditch, it is much better than in the past in spring and summer, but the people can no longer walk in the imperial corridor, let alone use the good market on both sides of the royal street to do business.

When Yao Huan was rescued back to his aunt's house that day, in the donkey cart hired by Zhang Laoshuai's guards, he roughly felt that the Bianhe River in his aunt's house was not too far away. Today, Zengfu's carriage was not in a hurry, but it soon turned onto a lively road.

After walking for a while, Yao Huan heard the rude shouting of the guys from the restaurant on the street: "Plum blossom buns, the only plum blossom buns on East Street, come to East Street without a lady to eat plum blossom buns, and you can't drill the lady's quilt at night."

Yao Huan looked at the direction of the sun, and did not see the carriage passing through the city gate, so he estimated the location of his aunt's house, which should be near a section of the Bianhe River in the southeast corner of the inner city. If it is placed in the later generations of Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, it can be regarded as the central city. It seems that my aunt still has some private backgrounds, otherwise how can she afford to rent a small courtyard with a single family.

She was thinking about it when her eyes suddenly lit up, and several luxury restaurants with more than two floors appeared on the side of the street one after another. The door of the restaurant is tied with a colorful silk fluttering welcome doorway, through the doorway, you can vaguely see that the pattern inside is different.

Some of them directly see the lobby with a variety of tables and chairs and flower columns, which is extraordinary. Some are narrow and secluded bluestone roads, with lotus pots on both sides, or green bamboos planted, and you have to walk a short stone road to enter the place where you sit down and eat.

The layout of the second and third floors is also different, some are obviously private rooms, and some are still large rooms, but the view is better. There are also particularly wealthy shops, and the second floor facing the street is a terrace with a tent, and it will not affect the storytelling and singing on sunny days or rain. At this moment, about the figure of an artist has flickered, about on the stage to prepare for the lunch market.

Although it is a terrace, if you don't have the money to order food on the second floor of such a big restaurant, you can only see the back of the artist's head if you want to look at it on the street downstairs.

However, when the car drove fast to the central royal street, the restaurants became down-to-earth and civilian, and low-rise fly restaurants were not uncommon, and roadside stalls were even more numerous.

Yao Huan stared with good eyes, and with his guess of the appearance, there were all kinds of food sold at the stall, including sheep's heads, rabbits (or similar small mammals), large pieces of boiled beef shutters, crabs and clams, cake dumplings, snow-white cooking cakes, and a large pot of soup without seeing the main ingredients. Through the enthusiastic selling of the stall owner, she vaguely recognized that those large barrels of drinks included sugarcane water, mung bean soup, and syrupy papaya and apricot juice. And those small bowls of candied fruits, there are pickled lychees, plum ginger, crystal dates, mustard sauce and cucumbers.

Finally crossed the royal street to the west, and Yao Huan really saw that in the current era of Zhezong, stalls can also be set up on both sides of the royal street to sell things, and the fragrant flower royal ditch without face engineering is very different from the era when his younger brother Huizong ruled later.

"Very good," Yao Huan said secretly, "After walking this way, I can't see the food in those high-end restaurants, but on the stalls of the food stalls, I don't see chicken feet, let alone crayfish!" ”

Yao Huan was doing market research by himself, but suddenly saw a tea stall, and a man in a green shirt who stood up took a roll of silk cloth handed to him by the owner.

At this moment, the road was blocked, and the carriage slowly stopped.

The man hugged the silk cloth in his arms, with a bright face of joy, as if he had a baby, he stepped out of the tea stall, looked up, and took a positive photo with Yao Huan.

Shao Qing.

Shao Qing's reaction in an instant, the joy of suddenly changing from restrained and stern to soothing, taught Yao Huan to see clearly.

He's really, still like Dr. Shaw. After all, the appearance is not as vivid as the god.

My aunt was chatting happily with Grandma Rong in a quick voice, and she didn't even seem to notice that the carriage had stopped.

Yao Huan was hesitating, whether to call his aunt to say hello to Shao Langzhong, the roadblock in front of him had been removed, and the carriage was pulled out again, and he was moving forward.

Yao Huan was a little stunned for a moment, staring at Shao Langzhong, who was only ten steps away from the car, at a loss.

Shao Qing smiled lightly, picked up the cloth in his arms, and waved at Yao Huan, which was regarded as a farewell.