Nanyang City in late spring is bathed in a warm breeze, and the clusters of flowers that can be seen everywhere add a bit of brightness to this somewhat dull city.

Luo Sheng shuttled through the flow of people, calm and silent.

Sheng Saburo, who was walking aside, cast puzzled eyes from time to time.

I always felt that Cousin Luo was a little different, but I couldn't say why.

Sheng Saburo, who rarely interacted with girls, had no idea how to improve the situation, and caught a glimpse of a vendor selling sugar gourds.

Strings of rock sugar gourds are inserted on the sticks of grass and trees, shining in the sun, which is very tempting.

Sheng Saburo strode over and bought two strings of rock sugar gourds, and handed one of them to Luo Sheng.

Luo Sheng stopped and looked at him.

The young man had a bright smile on his face: "Cousin, eat sugar gourd, it tastes good." ”

Luo Sheng was silent for a moment, then reached out and took the sugar gourd: "Thank you, cousin." ”

The smile on Sheng Saburo's face was even brighter: "No thanks, my cousin likes it." ”

As he spoke, he stuffed another sugar gourd into the red beans.

Red beans are rejoicing.

Although a sugar gourd is not rare, it is always gratifying to be remembered.

Well, the third cousin is a good man.

"Can you please ask my cousin to buy some more things?"

Glancing at the sugar gourd held in the girl's hand, Sheng Saburo almost patted his chest: "Cousin can say whatever he wants." ”

Sugar man, snack, or rouge gouache?

"I want some burnt paper."

"Burn, burn...... What to burn? Sheng Saburo almost choked on saliva.

Did he hear it wrong, roast goose?

"Paper money for memorial services."

Sheng Saburo slowed down before he spoke with difficulty: "Cousin, what do you want paper money for?" ”

Luo Sheng lowered his eyes and gave the answer: "Worship my mother." I heard my grandmother say that my mother was out of the cabinet that year, and she stayed in Nanyang for a period of time because she was unwell. I stood here, thinking that my mother had been in the same place, and I felt sad and wanted to burn some paper money for my mother to show filial piety. ”

"I see." Sheng Saburo showed sympathy in his eyes, and finally found the reason why Luo Sheng had been in a bad mood since he entered Nanyang City.

My cousin lost her mother at a young age, which is pitiful.

"Would you like to help, cousin?"

"Of course no problem!"

Luo Sheng Chongsheng Saburo bent his knees slightly: "Then I'll bother my cousin." I took the red beans to the fat powder shop over there, and waited until the evening to meet my cousin at the inn. ”

Sheng Saburo opened his mouth.

He didn't say that he was separated from Cousin Luo, after all, Cousin Luo's safety was still his responsibility, and the guards were all left in the inn without him.

Seeing that Sheng Saburo was silent, Luo Sheng frowned: "Cousin wants to go to the fat powder shop with me?" ”

Sheng Saburo shook his head violently: "Ahem, I didn't mean that." Then cousin go shopping, I'll go buy you something. ”

Luo Sheng curled his lips in satisfaction: "Then I'll see you in the evening." ”

After Sheng Saburo, Luo Sheng went straight to a ready-to-wear store with red beans, and soon there was an extra teenager with a small servant on the street.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, but because of his slightly dark complexion, people look ordinary at first glance.

"Girl, are we going to a brothel dressed like this?" Red Bean lowered her voice, full of excitement.

Even the girls in the capital haven't taken her to visit the Qinglou, so I'm really looking forward to it.

Luo Sheng glanced at the red bean deeply.

Seriously, she is a little envious of Miss Luo.

The maids around her can take visiting the Qinglou for granted, which shows how freely Miss Luo lives.

"Just walk around."

Luo Sheng took red beans from the street to the end of the alley, from East Street to West Street, and walked through most of Nanyang City, and saw an old beggar with gray hair being beaten by several beggars.

"If you don't let go, I'll kill you old thing!"

The old beggar held something in his arms and closed his eyes to be punched and kicked by a few beggars.

"Red Bean, go and send those beggars away."

The red bean rolled up his sleeves and was about to pass, but was stopped by Luo Sheng.

"Girl, don't worry, this kind of little beggar can beat five people alone."

Luo Sheng shook his head: "I asked you to send each of them a few copper plates." Remember, don't use your fists to solve problems that can be solved with money. ”

"Slave understands."

Seeing that a few beggars got the copper coins and scattered in a hurry, Luo Sheng walked over.

The old beggar raised his head with difficulty, and his dry lips snorted: "Thank you, child......"

Luo Sheng motioned to Hongdou to help the old beggar up and take him to a tea stall not far away to drink tea.

The old beggar stuffed his mouth full of refreshments, rolled his eyes in choking, and poured a porcelain jar of tea to recover.

"They beat you just for this half of the duck leg?" Luo Sheng asked.

Guarded by the old beggar in his arms was a broken porcelain basin with half a blackened duck leg in it.

The old beggar nodded.

"My father once came to Nanyang City, and told me that the family here lives a rich life, the road is not left behind, and I rarely see beggars, why——"

The old beggar glanced at Luo Sheng and sighed: "Ling Zun must have been many years ago." ”

"yes, it's been more than ten years."

The old beggar showed such an expression, stuffed a piece of snack into his mouth and said vaguely: "The current Nanyang City is not the Nanyang City of more than ten years ago. ”

"How?"

The old beggar poured a few sips of tea and was silent.

Hongdou glared: "You old beggar, what are you selling with our son-in-law!" ”

"It's not a sale, it's a ......"

Luo Sheng covered a corner of broken silver with his sleeve, and his face was impassive: "It happened more than ten years ago, even if I couldn't say it at the time, I can say it now." Uncle, let's satisfy my curiosity. ”

Zhennan Wangfu was tragically destroyed, as long as the old people in Nanyang City did not die, I am afraid there is nothing that they don't know.

The old beggar quickly put away the broken silver, and finally spoke: "In the past, Nanyang City was under the control of Zhennan Wang, and one day twelve years ago, Zhennan Wangfu was surrounded by officers and soldiers, and it was killed all night before stopping. The people of Nanyang City...... In short, Nanyang City has not been seen since then, and it has become what it is today over time......"

Luo Sheng listened quietly and understood the meaning of the old beggar's words.

Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, her father and ancestor were the kings of Zhennan, and from generation to generation they have managed the fiefdoms, especially the Nanyang City where the Zhennan Wangfu is located, prosperous and rich. Most of the people of Nanyang City are devoted to Zhennan Wangfu, which is disliked by the imperial court.

It is inevitable that a neglected city will slowly decline.

"How can you go about rebellion? Hundreds of people in the poor palace are gone, and even the county lord of the Sunrise Pavilion has not survived......"

Luo Sheng's hand in his sleeve squeezed it hard, and said calmly: "There are no eggs under the nest, since the palace has committed a big crime, how can the county lord be let go?" ”

The old beggar shook his head: "That's not what I said. The law stipulates that the crime is not as good as marrying a daughter, and the county lord married to the palace of Pingnan and worshipped, and when he heard that his family was in trouble, he rushed back, and was killed at the door of his house...... It is said that the county lord was still wearing a wedding dress at that time, but what a fool......"