Chapter 388: Market
At this time, she looked over, bent her eyebrows at him, and smiled:
"What's that? It's so nonsense, it's simply impossible. Although Xuanli can be grown the day after tomorrow, a large part of it is because of the talent at birth, and the talent is not something that can be remedied by the day after tomorrow. ”
She didn't want to tell him the truth, even if he already knew her secrets, he had seen her power skyrocket, and he had seen her bite Yan Ying's neck, even if he couldn't confirm all of the anonymous notices, at least part of the truth could be confirmed, he could ignore and hide those ridiculous truths for her, but she refused to tell him the truth, prevaricated him with clumsy lies, even if he was about to become her husband, she still didn't intend to pay him all his trust.
Shen Run tried to convince himself that it was difficult to deliver trust for such a big matter, and on the other hand, he was disappointed that she didn't trust him.
He was conflicted, he knew he shouldn't blame her, but he couldn't help but blame her.
It's not appropriate to ask today, and if you ask again, she refuses, he asks, when-for-tat, as long as one party can't control his temper, it will cause a quarrel, during the Five Congresses, it is not wise to argue or ignore each other at this time, they are not ordinary couples Even if they ignore each other for a while, it doesn't matter, they represent their respective countries, and their harmony represents the indestructible alliance between the two countries, and this part is the highest priority.
They didn't quarrel, but some places needed some time to run in calmly, and when all the stiff places became soft, then it would be fine, Shen Run thought.
"Are you going back?" He looked at her and asked.
Chenguang hesitated, she didn't want to spoil the fun, but he asked so, indicating that he was impatient
She nodded.
Shen Run stood up from the flowers, they didn't quarrel, so he reached out and pulled her up from the ground. He took her by the hand and led her up the slope again, past a few trees, and then he whistled in the distance, and ran over to Xiaobai, who was grazing in the distance.
Shen Run picked Chenguang on the horse's back, jumped up, held the reins with one hand, still held her in his arms, and urged the horse to trot, not the way he came, but went out from the other end of the woods.
The forest is in the city, and after going out from the other end, it leads to the main street in the city. At night, the night market on the street is open, the cars and horses are noisy, people come and go, and it is prosperous.
It's really unsightly for the two to ride together, but Chenguang doesn't care, and Shen Run doesn't care.
The excellent appearance of the two attracted the attention of many passers-by, but they found that it was a very rare high-headed horse, and the people on the horse were richly dressed.
Chenguang loves to be lively, and when he saw that the market was booming, he thought about it, turned his head and smiled at Shen Run, "Let's go back after walking around the street." ”
Shen Run glanced at her, he knew that she had a lot of lovers, and felt that it was lively and popular, so it was really boring to go back without embarrassment, it was rare for her to speak, he nodded, stopped the horse, and picked her up after getting off the horse, he led the horse with one hand, led her with the other, and wandered slowly on the street with her.
The hawkers on both sides of the street saw the nobles stop, obviously wanting to play, and the rare rich people, one of the hawkers had the courage to shout at them, and the morning light went to see them with great interest, and then more hawkers shouted loudly and enthusiastically to sell.
Chenguang asked the vendor and found out that today is the famous flower god festival in the Jicheng area, no wonder the streets are full of young girls, and the eyes of those young girls are almost glued to Shen Run.
Chenguang couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the vendor, so he bought a flower god mask and two fat dolls' tumbles, and Shen Run paid the silver.
Probably because today is the flower god festival, there are a lot of flower sellers on the street, the morning light with a handkerchief to fan the wind, is standing with Shen Run in front of a stall selling peach wood charms to see the excitement, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl suddenly came over, she is wearing a coarse cloth dress, braided, delicate and lovely, her two arms hang a small flower basket made of wicker, the flower basket is full of seasonal flowers, colorful, purple and red, much better than a single flower.
This little girl is also bold, the vendors who have not wandered around before dare to take the initiative to come forward to ask them for business, the little girl is young, probably only saw that the two were rich people, but she didn't see that they were nobles, she said to Shen Run with bright eyes:
"Master, buy a flower basket for grandma, this is a home-grown flower, they are all newly picked today, buy it back and hang it, it's fragrant, as long as you sprinkle a little water, it can bloom for several days."
Shen Run saw that the flower basket hanging on her arm was indeed chic, and she came out to beg for a living at a young age, took out a piece of broken silver and handed it to her, and whispered to Chenguang:
"You pick one."
The little girl immediately stretched out her arm and approached, making it easier for Chenguang to choose.
Chenguang smiled, bent down, and picked a random flower basket on the little girl's arm and carried it in his hand, and Shen Run didn't need the girl to find money. The little girl made a profit, and she was a little bolder, although she was young, she could hear that the two of them were not locals, so she obediently blessed her, and then continued to solicit in an obviously inflammatory tone:
"Have grandpa and grandma ever eaten Jicheng's acacia cake?"
"Acacia cake?" Chenguang heard that he had never eaten something and became a little interested.
"Hehuan cake is a famous cake in Jicheng, only the flower god sacrifice has it, grandma has not eaten it must taste it, but it is delicious. My mother's steamed acacia cake is the best in Jicheng, just over there, grandpa and grandma try it? ”
The little girl said as she pointed diagonally to the opposite side.
Shen Run and Chenguang looked over, and the direction of her finger was a dim sum stall, where a young woman and a little boy were steaming cakes and selling cakes, and there were several flower baskets next to the stall, exactly the same as the little girl's arms, it turned out that her family was doing business today.
Chenguang smiled, she saw that it was not easy for a young woman to pull the two children to do business, so she dragged Shen Run over, and the little girl happily surrounded them in front and back.
When the woman saw that her daughter had brought a pair of distinguished guests, she was startled for a moment and looked restrained. Before Chenguang and Shen Run, there were two young couples who were buying cakes, and those two couples bought a Hehuan cake, after these two couples, the last drawer of Hehuan cakes was sold out, and they needed to be steamed, Chenguang was not in a hurry, and said with a smile that he could wait, let the woman take her time. When the woman saw that they were not angry, she breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to steam the cakes.
Shen Run didn't approve of Chenguang eating street snacks, but seeing that she wanted to eat and the woman who made the cake was quite clean, he turned a blind eye.
The flower basket girl explained to Chenguang that the reason why the flower cake is called the Hehuan cake is not because the cake is in the shape of the acacia flower, but the local flower god in Jicheng is said to be the flower god who is said to be the flower god of the Hehuan flower.
Chenguang listened to this explanation and laughed out loud.