Chapter 18: Watching the Theater

Early in the morning, Ren Jing and You Eighteen went to Yecheng to buy things, and today it was their turn, if they wanted to return to the camp before dark, they had to get up early.

"Boss, how do you sell these potatoes?" Ren Jing asked, accompanied by You Eighteen, to purchase the required ingredients together.

"Five pennies."

"Isn't it boss, you see that's all there is left, give it to me, it's cheaper?" Ren Jing looked at the boss with the eyes of a small citizen. The boss was also interested, and after rolling his eyes and bargaining together, he finally couldn't withstand the cold weather.

"Okay, four cents, it can't be less, there will be no more after you buy it." The vegetable seller stomped his feet, this ghost weather, it's really cold.

Ren Jing packed the potatoes and looked for the pastry shop on the street.

"Brother Jing, this is enough." Ren 18 looked at the large number of ingredients in the back basket helplessly, it was too heavy! And Ren Jing was just carrying a small basket.

"You don't understand, look at the current Xiaojin, how thin they have become, I feel distressed when I look at it."

"Then you don't feel sorry for me......" You Eighteen muttered, but he still followed Ren Jing to buy lotus seed cakes, after all, Sister Jin You was very good to You Eighteen.

There are not many lotus seeds in this season, and of course they are not cheap, but Ren Jing was unequivocal and bought two packs.

I found a small teahouse and rested for a while. The warm tea is really comfortable.

You Eighteen moved his body abnormally for a while, wanting to speak but not speaking.

Ren Jing took the chopsticks and knocked on You Eighteen's head with a "bang". "What do you think?"

Ren Jingha was angry, and the frost had not yet melted.

"Oops." You Eighteen covered his head and said sadly, "Have you heard that our Seventh Lord has made trouble again?" ”

"I heard that, who doesn't know what that madman thinks?" Ren Jing is not happy when he mentions Qi Ziluo, he is crazy all day long, and he can still be taken by the princess of Wei State, isn't it just that he looks better and has a prince's seat to sit on?

You Eighteen pointed outside and muttered in a low voice: "See, that princess was kicked out by our Seventh Prince again." ”

Following her fingers, there was a window in the gilded sedan chair, and the woman who was talking to Qi Hua looked very arrogant.

Who doesn't know Qi Hua? All day long on the street, riding a horse with the sons of the gates on Yecheng Street.

looks like a normal person, but also a vulgar woman who only looks at her appearance.

Ren Jing suddenly thought of what Jin You had explained, and asked, "Eighteen, is there any activity in the camp?" ”

You Eighteen scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "It seems that there is one thing, I also accidentally overheard the conversation between the little sixth brother and others when I was cooking." ”

"Good eighteen, tell Brother Jing." Ren Jing said.

"What do you say...... The prince of Wei and the camp owner have some things. "Oh, it seems that there are still people in our camp who are in the court of the Qi Kingdom."

Court? What is it that makes Xiaojin care so much?

It's time to rest, and it's time to go.

Suddenly, the street market, which was not lively, suddenly bustled, and following the crowd, Ren Jing saw a man in a purple cloak, his hair was loosely tied to one side, and there was an even more unmale and female guard next to him. There are also seven or eight family members behind him, and those family members are also handsome, attracting people's frequent sideways.

Qi Ziluo.

These kings and nobles, every time they are active, they make a big splash, and it is difficult to get to know each other.

"Hmm...... The flowers are blooming, and it is so comfortable to be able to go out. "It's been a really stuffy few days.

Swaggering. Ren Jing thought disdainfully. "What are you doing here? Don't go yet! Ren Jing pursed his lips and pulled You Eighteen.

"Brother Jing, can you slow down?" You Eighteen was a head shorter than Ren Jing, and Ren Jing didn't want to see Qi Ziluo, so he quickened his pace.

Most of the small traders and vendors on the street are poor families who do not have shops, and can only support their families by growing some of their own things.

Qi Ziluo usually doesn't sit when he can lie down, he never lies down when he can sit, and if there is a flower blooming next to him, he will definitely lean on it, anyway, it is impossible to be tired.

Today is an anomaly.

"This king is in a good mood today, wrap up all of this king." Qi Ziluo walked with his hands behind his back and swayed.

The vendors were grateful, and every time the ingredients of the Seven Kings' Mansion and the items needed were bought by Qi Ziluo. But there is a saying:

Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

In addition to many people at the grassroots level, they know that the Seven Princes are still very kind, but the style is also the same thing.

Ren Jing, who was far away, saw this scene, although he still hated it from the bottom of his heart, but it was the kind of hatred of a pure love enemy. took You Eighteen and went out of the city.

"Put these things in the house." Hua Kai commanded.

"Is this ink room excerpt about to begin?" Qi Ziluo asked the flowers to bloom. "Let's go, let's go to the play."

When passing by the door of Xianlou, a bustling group of people surrounded him, and Qi Ziluo naturally wanted to join in the fun. The flowers pushed away the crowd and opened a way for Qi Ziluo.

"You water-based poplar woman, it's really shameless, your mother is still sick, you just went to this fresh building to sell, do you still want face?" A big man, crying, sat on the ground, pointing to the woman in front of him who was crying pear blossoms with rain.

"Yo, men don't have the ability, and they still talk about their own women." Xianlou Lao Bao (←_← was harmoniously ...... Sticking his waist in his hand, he pointed at the man on the ground and cursed.

What kind of helplessness can make a man cry?

"My mother is sick, and I can't do anything, seeing that I have no money to buy medicine, what can I do as a woman?" The woman was crying.

"Look at your nest, you can still marry such a beautiful daughter-in-law, it's not a shame." Lao Bao pulled his throat: "You have such a virtuous daughter-in-law like you, be content." ”

"It's Lao Tzu's nest, but what do your neighbors say about you? They all say you're a slut, let's go back, let's borrow money, okay? The man took the woman by the garment and pleaded.

"Enough, the head of this king hurts!" Qi Ziluo leaned half of his body on Hua Kai's body.

"Seventh Prince, I haven't seen the prince for a long time, when are you coming to play?" When the old bao saw a gold owner, he couldn't wait to pull him in immediately.

"Don't touch this king, this king has a habit of cleanliness." Qi Ziluo looked at Lao Bao with disgust. "How much silver is left?"

"About three hundred taels left."

"This scene is very comfortable to watch, do you think the excerpt in the ink room is good-looking or this is good-looking?"

Hua Kai looked at the couple and said, "It's still a good show in front of Xianlou today." "Xianlou, when he was deceived here, the old bao looked excited, and he still remembers that this dilapidated Xianlou, I don't know how many women from good families have been abducted, how many families have been broken, and a bunch of children have been trapped.

Qi Ziluo put his hands behind his back and turned his head away.

The man trembled and took the silver ticket given by the flowers, knelt down with the woman, and shouted:

"Xie Qi Wangye, Xie Qi Wang Ye!"

What was left was Lao Bao with a blank face......