212, the flower market is like day (1)
On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, several prosperous and lively street markets in Pingcheng are full of all kinds of lanterns, and the whole street is reflected in the East Flower Market, which is precisely located at the intersection of the mansions of the princes and nobles and the residences of the common people.
On this street, there are not only the best restaurants in Pingcheng, but also the most famous Qinglou Mingxiutang, the most expensive rouge gouache shop, the most complete jewelry and jade shops, and the most spacious silk village.
Tamaba walked briskly through the crowd, walked into a tavern, whispered a few words to the man who was drinking at a table by the door, and handed him a heavy packet of things. The man turned and entered the back hall, beckoned several other men with big shoulders and round waists to come out, opened the bag, and distributed it to everyone, and it turned out to be a bag of yellow and clear gold ingots.
Donghua Market has come to an end, which is at the foot of Qingyan Mountain. On this night, the gate of Qingyan Temple was also wide open, and the abbot personally stood in the main hall to unsign for the good men and women who went up the mountain to pray for blessings.
In the mountain behind Qingyan, Feng Miao was fiddling with the two rice balls in the bowl with a small spoon, staring at a lotus pattern carving on the window lattice. Since Tuoba Hong came on the first day, there has been no news in the palace in the past ten days. The pomegranate leaves on the silk painting were already full, and she dipped her pen in a little cinnabar, and hooked a budding pomegranate flower between the leaves.
Pomegranate Duozi, at that time, I just inadvertently chose this kind of thing to paint, and now it looks like it has a different meaning. After drinking the medicine left by Mrs. Li, Feng Miao felt that her body had improved a lot. She remembered the scene of her blushing and heartbeat that night on Yuan Ri, and covered her cheeks with her hands, but she couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth.
The door creaked open, and Qingjing walked in with a person who looked like a palace maid. The little palace maid politely asked "Hello Mrs. Feng", and then sent a few vegetarian dishes, saying that it was the dishes for the night banquet in the palace tonight, and she specially made an extra one for Mrs. Feng. The little palace maid looked like she was only twelve or thirteen years old, and she should have just been elected to the palace, and she couldn't even say Danzhu's name, only that an old lady asked her to help her run a trip.
In the past, Tuoba Hong also asked Mama Danzhu to send dishes, Feng Miao glanced at the exquisite imperial dishes, and guessed that he would probably not be able to come out tonight, and asked Mama Qingjing to reward her with money, but her expression was a little lonely.
Unexpectedly, the little palace maid did not leave after receiving the reward, but continued, "There are a few more words, the grandmother who asked me to run errands said that it was the emperor who told Mrs. Feng." The emperor said that at the foot of Qingyan Mountain is the East Flower Market, and the Shangyuan Festival is a good time to enjoy the lanterns. ”
Feng Miao always felt a little strange when she heard it, Tuoba Hong always liked to use some sentences in poetry and songs to guess riddles with her, which was too straightforward, but it didn't seem like what he said. But when she thought of the meaning of the words, it seemed that she was asking her to go to the East Flower Market to enjoy the lanterns, and she couldn't help but hope that this was true. She has been in the palace for several years, and it was only at this time that she really tasted the taste of mutual affection, but she couldn't see each other every day across the mountain gate palace wall, even if she only had the opportunity to look at it from afar for a while, she didn't want to miss it.
Thinking about it like this, her mood also improved, Feng Miao asked Mama Qingjing to send the little palace maid down the mountain, and changed her clothes in the mirror. She found a silver-gray placket waist dress and put it on, and a brocade cloak inlaid with a circle of pure white fox fur, the color was plain, and it was not a violation of the rules of cultivation.
Dressed neatly, she pushed the door and went out, wanting to call Honeysuckle to go with her, but she remembered that Qingjing asked Honeysuckle to buy medicine, and she shouldn't have come back yet, so she had to give up. On the stone steps in front of the mountain temple, there are many men and women walking together, and they are coming up the mountain one after another. Feng Miao tightened the belt of her cloak and walked down the stone steps against the crowd going up the mountain.
Watching Feng Miao walk away, the green mirror hiding in the dark turned out and walked in front of the little palace maid just now, "Girl, I've been waiting for a long time, I just went to add a piece of clothing, it's really a little cold this night." There are a lot of people in the front mountain, and I know that there is a shortcut in the back mountain, so let's send you down from there. You go first, I'll show you the way in the back. ”
The little palace maid saw that she had a kind face and was completely unguarded, so she raised her feet and left. The back mountain is full of trees and strange rocks, and not far away, the little palace maid felt a strong push on her back, and before she could shout, she fell off a cliff.
Qingjing shouted a few times to the cliff, "Girl, girl, can you hear me?" Why are you so careless...... "No one answered in the mountains, Qingjing stood up straight and patted the dust on his hands with satisfaction. Even if someone found the body of the little palace maid, she herself wanted to take a shortcut and fell off the cliff.
The Donghua Market is even more lively, with nearby farmers selling eggs and rice cakes in small pots. People come and go, carrying all kinds of lanterns in their hands. In the restaurant, Xiao Er shouted "Guess the riddle, guess the riddle, if you can guess any of them, the owner will give you free food!" ”
Growing so big, it was the first time to come out to enjoy the lanterns and parade in the streets on the Shangyuan Festival, Feng Miao felt fresh when she saw everything, and thought about meeting Tuoba Hong later, asking him to buy him the largest and most expensive lantern.
Feng Miao walked aimlessly on the street, but she didn't know that there were people watching her from the tall buildings. Mingxiutang was also on this street, Su Xiaoning sang a song to deal with a few regulars, and then went back to his embroidery room and sat against the window. People came and went on the street, but she saw Feng Miao alone at a glance. She had seen the umbrella painted by Wang Xuanzhi, so she was impressed.
Looking at it, Su Xiaoning suddenly felt an inexplicable irritability in her heart, men are like this, no matter how they provoke the enchanting and charming wild thorn plum, there is always a clean and plain white water lotus in her heart. She looked away, but suddenly found that there were five or six ruffian-looking people in the crowd, who were following Feng Miao not far away. She's on a high place, so it's very noticeable.
Su Xiaoning's gaze slowly turned to the man in the long shirt sitting in the room, Wang Xuanzhi was completely unaware, he was carefully wiping the oil-paper umbrella and patching the umbrella bone with a layer of tung oil lacquer. The son of the Langya Wang family, since he was a child, was a golden and precious jade, even if the whole coral worth 10,000 gold was smashed in front of him, he would not blink an eye, but at this time he was so careful and cherished an umbrella.
Under the tall building, Feng Miao has already walked the most crowded road. The people who followed her gradually gathered around her, forcing her into an alley. Feng Miao sensed the dangerous aura, but it was too late, but a few steps away, the alley was narrow and dim, no one passed by, and the bustle and brightness of the street market didn't seem to shine in here.
She quickened her steps, trying to get out of the other side of the alley. But a man with a scar on his face behind him had already walked around in front of her in a few steps, and blocked her way with a malicious smile, "Little lady, don't you feel bored when you go to the light market alone?" Why don't you play with your brothers? As he spoke, his hand had already stretched out to Feng Miao's face, and the small face without grease powder was a little flushed because he was in a hurry, and it looked more and more delicate and moving.
The rest of the people also came up, smiling and surrounding Feng Miao in the middle, and the words that came out of their mouths became more and more unpresentable.
Feng Miao secretly screamed badly, this time it was indeed too careless, she only wanted to meet Tuoba Hong, but forgot to take more precautions. She tightened her cloak, forced herself to calm down, and said to the leading man, "I am the concubine of the Shiping Palace, if the eldest brothers want to make money, there is no need to offend His Royal Highness the King of Shiping." If you let me go back safely, I will definitely give me gold and silver as a thank you gift, and I will never break my word, and then you will not have what kind of woman you want. ”
If it was an ordinary ruffian, the name of King Shiping should be enough to deter them.
The man with the scar laughed a few times, "Little lady, it's unfortunate that we came to you to have fun, it's someone from the palace who came to you to have fun." Hengzhu always has to offend one side, whether it is to offend the people in the palace, or to offend the people in the Shiping Palace, I know in my heart. You should still be obedient and obedient, and you should suffer less flesh crimes, and think more about whether you have offended some nobles, and you should know who to go to for revenge in the future. ”
This man is not stupid, and his words deliberately leaked through the news. Regardless of whether what Feng Miao said was true or not, even if King Shiping really tracked it down in the future, in order to find out the real mastermind from him, he would definitely have to keep his life.
Feng Miao's heart was cold, and she suddenly understood that someone must know that Tuoba Hong still missed her, and wanted to use this vicious method to destroy her innocence, so that her life would be worse than death, and she would never return to the palace with the face.
The men got closer and closer, and started to pull her cloak. Feng Miao was terrified to the extreme, if she was defiled by these people, it would be better to die immediately, as soon as her thoughts turned, one of them had already pulled a ball of cloth and stuffed it into her mouth, so that she could neither open her mouth to call for help, nor bite her tongue and kill herself.
Tears rolled down uncontrollably, even though she could be clever in the palace, but after all, she was still a weak woman. Especially at this time, her heart has just been filled by a person, and she values her chastity more than her life. Everything in her body should belong to that person, and there is no room for filth.
But her strength is too small, and even the stronger palace maids can't compare, let alone a few middle-aged men. I only heard a "hiss" sound, and the cloak was torn off, and the cool breeze suddenly swept into the open neck, and it was cold to the tip of my heart.
The hideous laughter, mixed with obscene words, poured into Feng Miao's ears together. The two of them sat down and twisted Feng Miao's arm, like grabbing a little pigeon, and firmly bound her. The leading scar-faced man stepped forward, his gaze swept over her snow-white neck, and he raised his hand to tear her dress.
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