"Huan'er, you're dark again."

"I'm not in vain."

"That's more about going to the sun less. Hey, how can there be mud between your fingernails? In the carriage, Zeng Wei's originally sweet and warm voice carried a hint of resentment.

Yao Huan knew that his noble boyfriend was a little clean, so he simply turned his face sideways and looked at him with a smile: "Fourth Prince Zeng, you came down from the palace test of Zichen Hall today, and I came back from the mud fields of Kaifeng County today, can I compare with you clean and decent?" ”

"Besides," Yao Huan added,

"I went back to Zhulin Street, my butt was not hot, and I didn't drink a few sips of water, I was pulled out by you to visit the night market, where do I have time to wash the dust? I'm tired of parking, so I went to the street to buy a basin of facial wash and cleaned myself up so that I was embarrassed to sit next to you. Zeng Wei pursed his lips.

When this woman faced herself, she became more and more relaxed, and she was no longer the same as before, who only lowered her head, did not know how to be coquettish and did not know how to talk about it.

Very good, he likes it like this, otherwise what's the difference between it and accepting Qinghe? It's spicier, it's better, and he's not the knight who doesn't have the ability to hold his bridle head.

Zeng Wei said

"How could I dislike you", let go of Yao Huan's hand, took out a brocade bag from his sleeve pocket, and slowly untied the tether.

A comb with a gold bottom and a white jade top. 【Book Friend Benefits】You can get cash or coins when you read books, and there are iPhone12 and Switch waiting for you to draw!

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Zeng Wei pinched the comb, carefully looked at Yao Huan's bun, and couldn't help but shake his head again: "Your hair is also dirty." He reached out and gently plucked the grass clippings from the woman's hair.

Yao Huan burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I think you're like an old monkey catching lice for monkey cubs." Zeng Wei was originally affectionate, and was about to insert the golden jade comb into Yao Huan's bun, but he was unexpectedly interrupted by her like this, and the comb was inserted crookedly.

A look of feigned anger flashed on the man's face, and he suddenly remembered an allusion, which was just used to cure the woman's naughtiness.

"Speaking of which, you and I, in the eyes of outsiders now, are still separated by a generation, but we are indeed like old monkeys and little monkeys. Huan'er, have you heard the glamorous words of Ouyang Bachelor (Ouyang Xiu), 'Jiangnan Liu, Ye Xiaowei has not become yin.' People are light and forbearant, and the warbler is too tender to groan, so keep it for the deep spring', it is said that Ouyang Bachelor wrote to the little girl left by his brother-in-law's ex-wife. Although the two of them are not related by blood, in the end they are the generations of nephews and nephews, such as you and me, which are counted as uncles and nephews. Huan'er, you don't know, every time I think of this section, and it happens that you are sitting next to me, I have a strange and fiery ...... for no reason" Yao Huan said in his heart, you are so perverted, and he hurriedly stopped it: "Don't say it!" Zeng Wei said: "Okay, don't say it, so you really, don't toss outside, otherwise, up to the official's house, down to the neighborhood, when I see you showing up, I always think of the righteous daughter of Zengfu Dalang, not my Zengfu Shilang's beloved wife." Yao Huan said: "Shilang, I went to the goods department to talk about Hu Dou, or went to Kaifeng County to rent public land, and I never mentioned your Zeng family." I also know the word Lunchang, and it is easy to be taken out by the political enemies of the prime minister to make a fuss, look at the Ouyang bachelor back then, obviously he was kind enough to take in the little girl and marry him to his junior Ouyang Sheng, but he was indiscriminately attached to an old song by his political enemies, which stained his innocence. Zeng Wei couldn't help but be stunned.

How did Huan'er know how to look at this case in this way? It's not at all like the honest attitude of men and women in the market towards such obscene anecdotes.

Yao Huan said this, but it stopped abruptly. She returned to Zhulin Street today, she was really tired, just because Zeng Weixing rushed over, saying that she was trying to make a decision in her palace, and she had all bet on the question, and the official family would definitely be able to point him to the top list, so she was in a happy mood, and she wanted to take Yao Huan to Zhouqiao Night Market for a stroll, so Yao Huan cheered up and came out with him.

Since he was originally going out to celebrate, the topic should not deviate from the direction of disturbing the feelings. Yao Huan then raised his hand and touched the treasure comb on the bun, and said with a smile: "It must be very good-looking, but it's a pity that I can't see it myself, I'm anxious." Then he asked, "Is it expensive?" Zeng Wei said: "It's okay, twenty times, my monthly money for two months is only." "Twenty runs?

！ Yao Huan guessed that this comb was not cheap, but he didn't expect it to cost so much. The Tang people wrote a poem about the golden hairpin of the noble woman in Chang'an City, and said sarcastically

"How do you know that there are two clouds, but Dai counts the township tax", but at this moment, the thought that Yao Huan couldn't get rid of was that twenty runs, twenty runs, was enough for the living expenses of three homeless families for a year.

Of course, she would not say this with full pretentiousness and emotional intelligence. Shiro's money was not stolen and robbed, and the misery of the Hebei refugees was not caused by Shiro.

Yao Huan had no choice but to say to Zeng Wei bluntly and sincerely: "I haven't passed the door yet, you don't spend so much money to buy me jewelry and clothes." Zeng Wei, the first of 999, didn't care: "What is a comb, the lady in the mansion with a head and a face in Kaifeng City, which one doesn't have a few decent pearls and jade hairpins?" As long as you like it, I can pick the stars and moon in the sky. As he spoke, he ordered the coachman to stop the carriage, and he lifted the curtain a little to see where it had gone.

The evening of this season is the best time for the spring breeze to be intoxicated, the sunset on the horizon is still there, and the Bianhe River is also glowing with a beautiful grenade red.

On the bank of the Bianhe River near the state bridge, from Baoci Temple to Xiaotianshui Lane, there are small stalls crowded next to each other, selling food, slurry water, supplies, calligraphy and painting, singing and art, storytelling and worming, and even a small sumo wrestling.

They are spread out in front of those magnificent main stores, and together with the main stores, they attract bustling flow customers, each of which is wonderful, and together push the prosperity of Zhouqiao Night Market to a climax.

"Huan'er, look, isn't that Liu Xi and your little adoptive mother?" Zeng Wei put his arm around Yao Huan's waist so that she could lean closer to the window on her side.

Sure enough, in front of a stall performing miscellaneous dramas, Liu Xi and Meituan sat side by side. The young marshal of the Xihe Road of the Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty, General Liu, who opened the bow and pulled arrows to shoot down the palms of the enemy soldiers in the Western Xia, was holding a small bamboo basket at the moment, with a large number of skewers in it, and the skewers were filled with all kinds of sauce-drenched meat, small pieces by small pieces, it is estimated that they are all sheep's hearts, duck livers, and chicken legs on the surrounding food stalls...... Meituan watched the play, Liu Xi watched Meituan.

Meituan watched the drama attentively, and Liu Xi watched Meituan obviously more attentively. Whenever she saw that the skewer she was biting was empty, Liu Xi took the empty skewer and handed over a new one.

From time to time, he used the handkerchief in his hand to wipe the meat oil on the side of the little girl's mouth. Yao Huan's eyes were as big as copper bells.

Mom, the scene of the domineering warlord spoiling the little maid is much better than the noisy drama on stage.

Zeng Wei's gaze quickly shifted from Liu Xi and Meituan to the miscellaneous actors. He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a moment, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

I saw three servants on the stage, one standing and writing

In front of the signboard of the word "Wutai", he pointed to the other two people and said: "Treachery is enough to confuse the public, argument is enough to disguise wrong, clever enough to move the eyes and ears of the master, and powerful enough to turn the world upside down." Inside the knotted officials, forcibly destroying people's houses. With such a conduct, what kind of Hanlin commitment will you do, and what kind of ritual tribute do you know? "The voice of the man is like a bell, and he is hearty.

After a line was finished, the audience applauded. Yao Huan couldn't help but go to watch the miscellaneous drama too, listened to a few more words, looked at the clothes of the other two actors, turned around, and asked Zeng Wei with a surprised face: "The servant who played the imperial history scolded ...... Cai Jing? Zeng Wei nodded: "It's what I'm talking about when Mr. Cai helped the lieutenant (referring to the eunuch in the palace) Pei Yanchen to occupy the house when he was the secretary of the household department last year." Yao Huan said in his heart, what kind of freedom is this Northern Song Dynasty, a drama with such content does not have to pass the trial, so it is performed in public?

But listening to Zeng Wei's tone, he suddenly showed disgust: "In the night market, the servants are not good at singing songs and telling stories, and they are doing these things!" The drama advocates excellence, do you really think that you are a good minister doctor who admonishes and fights to the death? ”