Mo Qingrou and An Shuangchi continued to walk forward, and saw someone buying flowers in front of a flower stall, it is a woman's nature to love flowers, and Mo Qingrou is naturally the same, so he pulled An Shuangchi forward, wanting to join in the fun.

"Let it go, let it go, let it go, thank you." Mo said softly and squeezed to the front of the stall, An Shuangchi looked helpless but spoiled and let her come.

"Lad...... How do you sell this potted flower? Old man, I want to buy a pot to tease my granddaughter. She loves flowers. An old man seriously asked the price of the pot of flowers in front of him.

"Uncle, this pot of flowers is thirty taels, if you want it, it's not cost-effective to buy this pot. You can take a look at the pot next to it, although it is small, but the flowers are beautiful. It's a kid who likes it, and I'll give you a cheaper price if you want it. Five pieces of silver will do. The vendor helped the old man analyze the pros and cons, and patiently persuaded him.

"Oh, this pot is so cheap! Then this pot is okay, how much is it? I didn't hear clearly, alas, people are old. The ears are not good either. The old man put his hand to his ear and asked loudly.

"Five cents of silver, uncle. Five coins of silver! The vendor also replied loudly to the uncle's words.

"Oh, five cents of silver! Okay, I'll get it for you right away. I saw that the old man was very happy when he heard the price, and then he trembled and took out a money bag embroidered with small flowers from his waist.

I saw him open the money bag and pull out a handkerchief. After opening the handkerchief, there were a few pieces of silver lying on it, and the old man carefully counted five and handed them to the vendor. Then he wrapped the broken silver in his hand in a handkerchief and put it in his money bag again. Tuck the money belt back into your waist to make sure you don't lose it. Reached out and took the flowers in his hand and left.

The vendor looked at the old man's happy appearance and smiled himself. and greeted him: "Uncle, go slowly, come back next time!"

At this time, a rich man came over, wearing gold and silver, and he looked like a nouveau riche. It's not a good thing at first glance. Mo Qingrou saw it all the people who joined in the fun, how could a shrewd vendor who sells flowers not see it?

But he still pretended not to see it, and introduced and praised the old man for the pot of flowers he had seen just now.

"Let's take a walk, take a look! Don't miss it when you pass by! Look at my pot of flowers, this is a mandala flower brought from the Western Regions. This is a rare breed that comes in decades! Heck, after selling flowers for so many years, I gave this pot when I had a relationship with others. If you miss it, you won't miss it! "The vendors are looking harder in this direction.

Mo looked at the vendor's routine gently, just smiled and didn't say a word. I saw how the big fish got hooked by the vendor.

In general, the landlord is very interested in that kind of rare thing. I always want to buy a series of things at home to show my status. And the rich man was naturally attracted by the introduction of the vendors. I saw it shaking its chubby body and moving over slowly.

"How do you sell this flower? How much do I want! The rich man of the land proudly lifted up his hand with the gold ring and pointed to the pot of flowers.

"Uncle Yo. Hello unique vision! This pot of flowers is the rarest flower in the stall. It is rare to encounter for decades, and this potted flower is still a rare variety brought from the Western Regions by the good brothers. It's just that this price is more expensive! Isn't it cheap? Or look at something else. The vendor said euphemistically.

Mo Qingrou watched from the sidelines, and sighed secretly: The vendor is really shrewd, and he understands the psychology of this kind of rich man so well. used the technique of wanting to capture and indulge. deliberately provoked the rich man to take the initiative to attract attention to the potted flowers.

Besides, the flower is not a rare species. Judging from his ability to read herbs, this flower is just an ordinary transplanted mandala, and it is not very precious. But Mo Qingrou did not expose the vendor, judging from the fact that the old man came here to buy flowers just now, the vendor is a person with a conscience. At least he didn't cheat the old man.

"Say what? I'm going to ask for this pot. I thought that Lao Tzu couldn't afford it or how to drop. Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Lao Tzu can buy your whole stall. How much does it cost? When the landlord heard the peddler's tone, he thought he had looked down on him. Thinking that he can't afford it, he is in a hurry.

"Eh! Uncle, what do you think you say? You look like a decent person, and this dress and bearing look extraordinary. How could you not afford it? That's certainly not expensive to you. It's a piece of cake! "The vendor saw the big fish take the bait and praised the rich man.

"That's nature, sir, what can't I afford? Do you care about your little pot of flowers? The rich man was a little fluttering, and said with a smug smile.

"Uncle, I just said that this pot of flowers is relatively rare. So this price is naturally more expensive than the flowers next to it, and this pot is the most precious pot of flowers in my stall. Worth fifty taels of silver, do you want it? The vendor hurriedly followed the words of the rich man.

"Yes, why not?" As he spoke, he raised his hand and motioned to the entourage behind him to give money. "Fugui, give money!"

The vendor took the money with both hands and smiled from ear to ear. After collecting the money, he picked up the pot of flowers in both hands and handed it to the retinue of the rich man. And bent down to thank you and patted the horse's ass. "Uncle is really atmospheric! A big man like you can only be worthy of such a precious flower. Uncle, walk slowly. ”

The rich man walked away with a proud and satisfied heart, while the onlookers praised the vendor after the rich man left, saying that he gave everyone a sigh of relief. How good it is to pit the rich man of the soil with so much money.

Mo Qingrou saw that there was nothing lively to see, so he pulled An Shuangchi and continued to walk forward. Mo gently pulled An Shuangchi to look left and right. Eventually, I was attracted by a cheer in the distance, and I saw a circle of people in the middle of the street, which is at the crossroads. It seems that there is juggling among them, and the flexible movements of the performers seem to be very exciting.

With Mo's gentle and lively temperament, it is inevitable that he will join in the fun. However, she couldn't take a step closer as she walked left and right, and she was a little angry. An Shuangchi, who was on the side, looked at Mo Qing's angry appearance, and couldn't help but be amused by her cuteness.

Mo Qingrou was already a little angry because she couldn't squeeze in, but at this time, she was even more angry when she saw An Shuangchi laughing at herself there. Reached out and slapped him on the shoulder. "Laugh! What a laugh! If you don't help me, forget it, and still laugh at me here. You're too much, huh! ”

An Shuangchi saw that Mo Qingrou was really angry, and hurriedly admitted his mistake. "Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you anymore. Ahem...... Don't laugh, don't laugh. After saying that, I couldn't help but hold back a smile.

Mo gently rubbed his hands on his waist, and people bulged out of anger, which was very cute. "Nope! Allow! Again! Laugh! Finish! ”

An Shuangchi immediately put on a serious face, "Don't smile, don't laugh." Ahem, I'll take you in. Watch juggling, watch juggling! After finishing speaking, An Shuangchi escorted Mo and walked gently to the front row, in order to hide their identities, they were not in the front row. Instead, it squeezed into the middle and stopped.

While watching the juggling, Mo Qingrou noticed that the people in the juggling team seemed to be looking in his direction intentionally or unintentionally. Feeling that something was wrong, he glanced at An Shuangchi, with an inquiry and gesture in his eyes. An Shuangchi naturally discovered the abnormality of the juggling team.

It was also found that some people in the crowd were constantly approaching the two of them in a surround manner. So he pulled Mo and ran softly, but he was stopped before he could get out of the crowd.

An Shuangchi tried to make a gap from the front while protecting Mo Qingrou, but those people looked like well-trained killers. An Shuang couldn't attack it for a long time, and he couldn't open a gap for a long time.

He was now single-minded, fighting off the assassins while protecting Mo Qingrou. While thinking about who it was, it was most likely that someone would be sent to assassinate the two of them. His movements were fast, and his brain was racing.

Is it Xu Meijiao? No, it shouldn't be. He has only been punished by Hou Ye not long ago, and there should be no big moves in the near future! Moreover, these killers are well trained. It's not the kind of person Xu Meiniang can take. Excluding her, who else?

However, under this distraction, An Shuangchi's arm was scratched by the assassin. Along with the pain came Mo Soft's worried voice. "Ann Shuang is late! Careful"

An Shuangchi came back to his senses in an instant and concentrated on dealing with the assassin. Finally, he made a gap in the Assassins' encirclement, and escaped from the Assassins' encirclement with Mo Qingrou, and ran to his residence.

While they were fighting, the spectators who were watching the juggling also dispersed, and the scene was very chaotic, and in the process of fleeing for their lives, people knocked over the egg stalls and soybean stalls.

An Shuangchi noticed this, so he pulled Mo Qingrou and ran towards this direction, carefully avoiding the eggs and soybeans on the ground. He also kept swinging the unsprinkled soybeans next to him, in an attempt to hinder the Assassin's tracks.

They passed through an alley and turned into an alley. Mo Qingrou was a little physically exhausted, and said breathlessly. "No more...... I can't do it, I can't run...... I remember there was a shochu shop over there, and almost no one usually went there. We...... Let's go there and hide for a while. Wait until they're gone and go back. ”

An Shuangchi was also a little exhausted due to excessive blood loss, and felt that what Mo Qingrou said was reasonable, so he agreed to her suggestion, and the two hid in the soju shop and were in a safe environment for the time being.

And at this time, An Shuangchi was given time to think, a well-trained killer who knew the whereabouts of the two of them, and had the ability to know the information of Mo Qing's character, and had the ability to arrange such a perfect assassination plan. Ordinary people don't have this ability, and if Xu Meijiao excludes the enemies she made on weekdays, then she can only be a royal person.

And the most fearful of the royal people is none other than the ...... in the palace