Chapter 285: Inside Jiangcheng City

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Fortunately, the East Lake is close to Wuhua, and the way to the micro chant is not credit. Two embankments of willow shadow tomb, ten miles of lotus fragrance children's home. The faint smoke cage monk temple is quiet, and the wind is fluttering and the wine flag is slanted. Coming back to rely on the sun for a long time, the end of the day is the crow of the sun.

Jiangcheng is not only picturesque, but also very prosperous, there are countless rich and noble families in the city, Tang Zhi is unreliable, but said: "I don't blame these officials for corruption, this place is so rich, if I seek a position here, I can't help but stretch out my hand." ā€

Yan Hagi laughed angrily at his words, "Do you mean they're corrupt or right?" Do we have to be considerate of them? ā€

Tang Zhi argued: "I'm not saying that they are right, I mean entering Baoshan, who is willing to return empty-handed." ā€

Fu Zhixing snorted coldly, "The rat will die." ā€

Tang Zhi sneered, okay, he said the wrong thing, he stopped talking, picked up the teacup and took a big sip.

"Childe, miss, do you want to listen to a little song?" A small boat rowed over.

"Xiaoxiao, do you want to listen to a little song?" Tang Zhi asked.

"Sing a song." Yan Hagi took out a few copper coins and handed them to the girl standing on the boat, Jiangcheng is not all rich, there are also poor people who are so hard to make a living.

"Miss Xie." The girl picked up Yueqin.

"She's a lady." Fu Zhixing corrected her salutation.

The girl was stunned for a moment, "Mrs. Xie." ā€

Yan Hao glanced at Fu Zhixing speechlessly, since he piggybacked on Tang Zhi, this person has been jealous every day, and he is not afraid of stomach acid.

"The cowherd is only across the river, and there is a lot of hatred after the magpie bridge is dispersed. I don't know what the night will be, and I will see the crescent moon and golden waves from afar...... It is not like a husband and wife in the world, and they will meet for a long time at a hundred years. The girl played the moon harp and sang softly.

"Oops." Tang Zhi suddenly exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hagi asked with a frown.

"Tomorrow is the Tanabata Festival." Tang Zhi looked like he suddenly came to his senses.

Yan Hagi frowned, "What's wrong with the Qixi Festival?" ā€

"I'm going to go out and see what the difference between the Qixi Festival here and the Qixi Festival in Beijing is different." Tang Zhi walked out as he spoke, and Nie Changzheng immediately followed with two guards.

"Haven't grown up yet." Yan Hagi sighed and shook his head.

Fu Zhixing smiled, "Shall we go to the market?" ā€

"Yes, yes." Yan Hao nodded.

In Jiangcheng in July, the weather is hot, and people on the street are wearing umbrellas, but most of them are one person with an umbrella, and occasionally two people have an umbrella, all of them are small maids who give umbrellas to young masters, and maids who give umbrellas to young ladies, and there is no one man and one woman with one umbrella.

Fu Zhixing and Yan Hagi are very eye-catching, and the men and women are beautiful, which makes passers-by look sideways. In this way, an old pedant couldn't look at it, and he shook his head there and said: "The wind of the world is going down, the wind of the world is going down." ā€

Fu Zhixing and Yan Hagi didn't hear it and ignored it, but the old pedant followed them, "A dignified man, subservient to a woman, shame, shame." "Words like that.

Yan Hagi was suddenly annoyed, they went shopping together as a husband and wife, who was in the way? Do you need this old thing chirping crooked nonsense here?

"This old gentleman lives by the sea?" Yan Hagi asked in a calm tone.

The old pedant shook his head, "No. ā€

"But you grew up drinking seawater?" Yan Hagi asked with a smile.

The sea water is salty, who can drink it?

The old pedant was stunned, "What do you mean?" ā€

Yan Hao smiled and said coldly: "It means that you are too lenient, my husband and wife are shopping well, recruiting you to provoke you, and letting you make a big deal of nonsense here, seeing that you are not young, is it possible to live to a dog?" ā€

The old pedant's face was swollen and red, "You, you woman has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and the sage is ......"

"Sage Cloud: Only villains and women are difficult to raise." When Yan Hagi said this, the villain pointed at the old pedant, and the woman pointed to herself, and nodded very seriously, "The sage is right. ā€

The onlookers burst into laughter.

"I—I don't bother to engage in a war of words with you." The old pedant brushed his sleeves away.

With a fly buzzing in their ears, the couple continued to shop, and this scene was seen by a lady standing on the second floor of a jewelry store on the street, "Yan Hao, you are really lucky!" ā€

The fateful Yan Hagi stopped in front of a stall, she took a fancy to a fan, it was a fan with gorgeous and complex patterns, Yan Hagi stepped forward and took the fan in her hand and fanned it, "Is it good-looking?" ā€

"Not bad." Fu Zhixing said with a smile.

"How do you sell this fan?" Yan Hagi asked the stall owner.

"A hundred copper plates." The stall owner laughed.

Yan Hagi held Fu Zhixing's hand to take out the money, "It's too expensive, it's cheaper." ā€

After some bargaining, Yan Hagi bought the fan with forty-two copper plates, as if he had earned 10,000 taels of silver. Walking the whole street, Yan Hagi spent a total of ten taels of silver, but he bought a lot of things, but they were all small gadgets.

The two returned to the garden where they stayed, and only then sat down and drank a cup of tea, and Tang Zhi came back, "Xiaoxiao, let me tell you, tomorrow's Qixi Festival will have a little lotus lantern and Qiaoyun meeting." ā€

The activities of the Qixi Festival, although different places, are basically the same, Beijing is a lotus lantern, Jiangcheng is a lotus lantern; Jingzhong is a begging meeting, and Jiangcheng is a Qiaoyun meeting, both of which are activities to worship the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

"Husband, tomorrow night, let's go light the lotus lantern." Yan Hagi came out to play, of course, to experience the different cultural customs of various places.

"Okay." Fu Zhixing replied with a smile.

During the day the next day, Fu Zhixing went out to entertain the officials in Jiangcheng, Tang Zhi went to the street to find good food, and Yan Hagi stayed at his residence to classify the gadgets he bought all the way.

The gatekeeper of the garden sent a message inside, "Mrs. Hong has come to visit Madame." ā€

Mrs. Hong?

Hong Fuchang's wife.

"Mrs. Hong, please sit in the hall for a moment." Yan Hagi gave an order, changed his clothes and went out to meet the guests.

Walking into the front hall, Yan Hagi saw a long-lost person, "Yu Fangfei." ā€

"Long time no see, Cousin Twelve." Yu Fangfei said with a smile.

"You're Mrs. Hong?" Yan Hagi frowned, Hong Fuchang was over forty years old, and Yu Fangfei was only in her early twenties, which was very relevant.

"I'm Hong Fuchang's step-room." Yu Fangfei is not taboo about this matter.

Yan Hagi sat down in his position and motioned to the maid to reload the tea, "Is there anything wrong with you coming over?" ā€

Yu Fangfei smiled, "I'm here to thank you." ā€

"Thank me? Thank me for what? Yan Hagi didn't believe it, they had torn their faces back then.

Yu Fangfei picked up the teacup and took a sip, "If it weren't for the twelfth sister, I'm afraid that I would be stuck in the mud and die, so I can still be this Mrs. Yipin." ā€

Yan Hagi didn't know how to answer, so he pursed his lips and said nothing. The main reason is Yu Fangfei's tone, no matter how it sounds, it doesn't seem like she's really coming to thank her. Moreover, if Hong Fuchang is the person who Fu Zhixing investigated and dealt with this time, Yu Fangfei, who is a lady from the first grade, is afraid that she will have to do it.

"Is my aunt still healthy?" Yu Fangfei asked.

"Thank you for your concern, grandmother is well." Yan Hagi said indifferently.

The two talked for a while, and Yu Fangfei said politely, "In a few days, I will set up a table of wine, feast the twelve sisters and twelve brothers-in-law, and do my best as a landlord." ā€

Yan Hao smiled: "I will definitely go to the appointment then." ā€

After that, send Yu Fangfei out.

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