When Ming Yi returned to the East Market, the weather was getting warmer, and the market was more prosperous, as if the sound of soldiers in the vicinity was just an illusion. The people of the Tang Dynasty have the broadest mind and the thickest confidence in the world, even if the pain of the Anshi Rebellion for eight years has devastated the land of China, they always believe that life will be better. Especially after Tang Xuanzong ascended the throne, the frontier was rewarded one after another, and the feudal towns that were divided into their respective territories seemed to be divided, and the people were all convinced that this good day of long-term peace and happiness was just around the corner.

Mingyi has been here, less than a year, the most familiar is the East Market, the sound of goods in the East Market is higher day by day, representing the prosperity of Xuanzong is coming.

She looked at the old women who greeted her with vivid smiling faces and squinted eyes, the men who pretended not to squint but secretly glanced at her with their hands in their sleeves, and looked at the woman who guessed the price of her hair in a golden hairpin, but her heart was inexplicably desolate.

This is full of streets, only she knows, ten years later, Xuanzong died, and the mountains and rivers changed color. The imaginary prosperous era will not come, and the lingering Li Tang will come to an end step by step, with rebellion and popular uprising, and less than half a century later, this land will usher in a period of extremely famous division: five dynasties and ten kingdoms.

Mingyi's back crawled with a hint of coolness, this kind of prophetic feeling is not good at all, it is better to be a fool who does not know tomorrow, at least, there is today's peace and peace.

Thinking of this, I was excited. Although he is bent on helping Wu Qianping ascend to a high position and let him realize his dream of being honored for generations, even so, by the time his grandson becomes an adult, the court has changed its name, the dynasty has changed, the killing is not stopped, and it is better to be in the opposition than in the court. It seems that he must find a time to explain things clearly with Wu Qianping, perhaps, he will have other ideas.

The reason why Ming Yi has never said it is that she can't grasp whether her participation will affect the development of history. If that changes, where will this unknown future go? And is it because of this that I cease to exist?

Thinking about it, Mingyi had already arrived at the gleaning fang, and Kwai Niang greeted her: "Why did Sister Mingyi come?" I also thought about asking my sister out for a drink, but I was afraid that my sister would not have time. ”

Ming Yi nodded to Jia Qilang, who was busy entertaining guests in the shop, took Kwai Niang's hand and said a few words of homely things, and heard her say that after living with Qilang back to Feng Mansion, everything went well, and Yinniang did not embarrass the two of them, so she was relieved.

"You go get busy first, I'll show Qianping the shoes and clothes and go back." This batch of new Shu brocade, if there is any left in Chengwei Pavilion, Yin's mother will arrange to send it here. In a few days, the princess will return to Yangzhou, and we will see her off, and we will also get together. Ming Yi glanced at the shoe shop next to him, and took Kui Niang away first.

Kwai Niang should pass, a little reluctant, or go back.

When Ming Yi saw her enter, he walked into the shoe shop on the side with a calm demeanor.

Shen Yisan was really there, beckoning her to go inside. Ming Yi didn't say much, only said that he wanted to see Ling Zhanyun. Shen Yisan nodded: "My lord has taken care of him, he has not been out of the country in the past month, if the Suzaku envoy wants to see him, please move to Pingkangfang Yiyan Wine Shop, just say that the court has an appointment." His subordinates will tell him to come and see him. ”

Ming Yi nodded, the name of this Yiyan wine shop is very raw, but there are many Qinglou wine shops in Pingkangfang, and she is only familiar with a few big facades: "This wine shop is also under Lord Ling?" ”

Shen Yisan was expressionless, his tone was still deferential, but there was no emotion: "The Vermilion Bird Envoy entered from the east of Pingkangfang, and the third one in the south is." ”

Seeing that he didn't talk, Ming Yi couldn't find anything from him, so he had to give up: "Okay, I'll go now, I'll bother Brother Shen to run away." ”

Shen Yisan bowed his hand and sent her out, and when Ming Yi turned back again, his figure was gone, and he didn't know whether he had entered the shop or had already walked away. She sighed, thinking to herself, whether the number or ability of the masters of the Lijing Sect was far beyond her imagination.

Dongshi is very convenient to Pingkangfang, a short walk. When she was a year old, she often went back and forth between Xinglu Courtyard and Shijingfang, and now when she thinks about it, it feels like a world away.

She thought that Pingkangfang should be very deserted at this time, after all, the night fell and it was the beginning of this place. Unexpectedly, now, just after lunch, there are already many drunk people, drums and flutes, faintly heard. Especially in the various liquor shops, there are endless songs.

If people from other countries come, they will think that this is the scene of the Tang Dynasty's singing and dancing, but Mingyi feels that it is full of desolation.

The building will fall, and people on all floors will react differently. The poor people at the bottom don't know where tomorrow will be, as long as they don't recruit soldiers, they don't have their families to go out to fight, they don't raise taxes, and there is rain in the sky, it's a good time. Tired of livelihood, content with warmth. And these people with surplus wealth and small power know that they are powerless to control the situation, and they can't give up the current rich and powerful positions, and they can't see where there is a better place to go.

In Pingkangfang, glamorous, drunk, and glamorous, like a mirage floating with rouge, rootless, after all, it carries despair.

Mingyi wanted to go and see Ayaro, although she hadn't set foot in Xinglu for a long time, she also heard relevant anecdotes from the mouths of those ladies. Chang'an is six beautiful, the scenery is still the same, and the people who ask for a kiss to Xiangze are scheduled for the coming year. There are even people who want to get the top ranking, but as long as they can make an appointment with six beauties, which one is not rich and powerful, and no one gives in, it is just a price and no market.

Xinglu Courtyard has six beauties in charge, and there is no need to worry about ordinary Qinglou, it is more calm, and I think Ayaluo will take good care of Xinglu Courtyard. However, this visit should be ranked after seeing Ling Zhanyun.

Standing in front of Yiyan Restaurant, Ming Yi was a little hesitant. She thought that this wine shop must be like a shoe shop, with high prices and few customers, and she was comfortable and quiet. Unexpectedly, although the façade of this wine shop is small, there are really a lot of people who come and go, and looking at the clothes, they are not high-ranking officials and nobles, but more like down-and-out literati.

Mingyi stood for a while, confirmed that the signboard was correct, and then walked in, and ran to greet her, she said, "The court judge asked me to come here." ”

Running Tang's eyes flashed, but it was only for a moment, and he lowered his head and said, "This lady is upstairs, please." ”

Ming Yi went upstairs, but the one who ran the hall did not follow, she hesitated a little, stepped on the second floor, and only heard a crisp laughter like a yellow warbler out of the valley: "This is the Ming lady of the Shijing Fang, right?" I have admired the daimyo for a long time. ”

When Ming Yi heard the voice, he thought that it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old lady who was greeting here, and he was a little surprised to follow the reputation.

Walking in small steps, it was a woman who looked like her age was incalculable, her voice was young, her skin and appearance looked a few years older than Mingyi, and her eyes and bearing were more like people of the same age as Yin's mother, which made Mingyi feel that this woman was not simple.

Look at it again, that slender figure, snow-white complexion, and eyes that look forward to life, if it weren't for the passing of the age, it would be able to overwhelm the six beauties of the Lu Courtyard. 2k reading web