After the disposal plan for the remnants of the underground palace was completely finalized, Xu Yuan and Bai Muxi did not linger for a long time, and came to Huaijiu Lane, which is famous as Di'an, by car non-stop.

Just as most people think of Longping River when they mention Yanliu Lane in Di'an City, Huaijiu Lane is one of the most famous commercial streets in Di'an City, famous for its precious goods.

After finding a horse on the side of the road and parking the frame, Xu Yuan led Bai Muxi to the main road.

Although Huaijiu Lane is named after the lane, after several expansions, the scale has been compared to those spacious main roads in the city, and the pedestrians and incense cars are staggered, and the whole block looks lively and prosperous.

Mixed in the crowd, Xu Yuan felt a little leisurely and comfortable in his heart.

The white clouds are blue, the distant mountains are like ink, and the cold wind at the turn of spring and winter is coming, cool but not biting.

This brought back some memories for him.

In his previous life, he didn't like to go shopping, and even rejected it, because there was the Internet.

He likes it in this life, after all, there is no way to entertain at home in this life, and there is no need to run around for life, so going out every day has naturally become one of the few pastimes.

Of course, the main thing is to hunt for beauty.

After all, the love that Goolan exchanged for silver is only temporary, and the pure love of Hunting Yan can soothe the soul.

He is also a frequent visitor to this Huaijiu Alley.

There is no other reason, limited by the price of goods, the people who come to this alley are basically all wealthy people, and the probability of a beautiful person in a rich family is much more than that of ordinary people.

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yuan's eyes also habitually swept to the nobles on the street.

There are women with curtains on their heads and long swords on their backs, as well as women with slender waists, soft and quiet.

Sure enough, his memory didn't lie.

Walking on the familiar streets, Xu Yuan's deep memories revived little by little.

Memories of the scenes came to mind, and Xu Yuan suddenly remembered that his evil reputation seemed to come from here, and he chuckled unconsciously.

The market said that the three sons of the prime minister's mansion were extravagant and robbed the people's daughters.

But does he actually need to rob him?

Other gentlemen may indeed need to be robbed, but he Xu Yuan doesn't need this at all.

It's completely out of touch with reality.

Identity aside, as long as the human skin mask on his face is taken off now, he can turn around on this street to make those slender nobles and heroines dozens of times.

What you want me to do can be called a robbery?

Looking back now, Xu Yuan found that many of the noble girls who slept in Di'an should have come up on purpose.

However, it is true that he beat people to death in the street, but it was the initiative of others to provoke him.

When accosting and getting acquainted with beauties, there will occasionally be a yin and yang weird atmosphere of boiling sheep jumping up and down next to him, and even after he and the beauty have a night of spring supper, he gathered a vote of friends to block him in the inn.

Of course, there are many of them who are famous.

In this era, many noble ladies of the family are married by the belly, Xu Yuan often hunted some noble girls with marriage contracts when he hunted for beauty, but what does this matter to him, the woman doesn't tell him when he sleeps, how does he know that you have a marriage contract with her?

After the notoriety spread, over time, some scribes smelled it and came to it.

After all, he Xu Yuan is the son of the prime minister of the dynasty, and he is famous for his teacher, and in the name of righteousness, he uses all kinds of scriptures and classics to humiliate him.

This is a unique way of making a name for yourself in this era.

The scribes with meritorious names were protected by the imperial court, and the yamen had to go through layers of instructions to arrest them, and generally they were scolded when they were scolded on the street, but the question was who was he Xu Yuan?

Four words,

Spanking fuck.

You move your mouth, I do it, it's fair.

Treating these scribes, Xu Yuan just beat them until he was angry, after all, if the matter of beating people to death in the street reached the ears of that eldest brother, he would be 100% hung up and smoked when he returned home.

But later it turned out that the point was useless to these literati so far, and they seemed to be even more energetic after being beaten.

And after returning home, as long as Xu Changge heard that he was out in trouble, he would beat him even if he didn't kill anyone.

Xu Yuan can be regarded as having figured it out.

Anyway, they will be beaten horizontally and vertically, so they will be killed next time, so that the flies can be separated.

So, the first scribe in the corpse market soon appeared.

But it's a pity that these literati seem to be pursuing to keep their innocence in the world, but instead of stopping, their verbal and written criticism of him has become more vigorous, and when Xu Changge goes home, he is even more ruthless.

Under the constant resentment in his heart, the second and third "pioneers" were cut off by him with a knife directly in the downtown area.

The cruel methods made those literati settle down, but their reputation was completely spread.

These literati did not dare to provoke him in reality, but they used their pens to spread his good name to the whole territory of Great Yan.

And then those who come to find fault are the children of those sects and families, and the continuous vicious circle.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan couldn't help but sigh softly and muttered:

"What the hell is this?"

"Huh?"

When Bai Muxi heard this, he subconsciously said, "What is the son talking about?" ”

Xu Yuan glanced back at Xiao Bai, still covering his face with purple veil, and his ice muscles and snow bones were a little dazzling under the reflection of the warm midday sun, and shook his head:

"Nothing, remembered something from the past."

As he spoke, Xu Yuan raised his hand and pointed to a shop not far away:

"I remember that the material of the clothing shop called Hongshang seems to be good."

Bai Muxi's eyes flashed, and she seemed to realize what the clothes she bought were used, but she was not shy, and she was generous:

"Childe seems to be familiar with this market?"

"I used to come here a lot."

Xu Yuan didn't deny it, and while laughing, he pointed to several elegantly decorated ancient buildings not far away, and said, "The plaques of these shops are still the ones I sold to them before. ”

"Plaque?"

Bai Muxi raised his eyes and glanced at it when he heard this.

As far as the eye can see, the large characters on the plaque walk the dragon and snake, with an indescribable momentum.

"This word is so imposing. Did you write it? Bai Muxi asked knowingly.

Xu Yuan shook his head and said with a low smile:

"My words are worthless, my father's."

Bai Muxi smiled lightly, crisp:

"I think I should have exchanged a lot of silver taels."

"That's for sure."

The smile on Xu Yuan's face was relaxed, with self-satisfaction: "My father's handwriting can be met but not sought, and the authentic handwriting circulating in the market in Dayan now is what I sold at the beginning." ”

Bai Muxi lightly covered her red lips when she heard this, and smiled smartly:

"Childe even did such a ridiculous thing in the first place. It's really funny. ”

Xu Yuan shook his head and said leisurely:

"It was a little interesting at the beginning, but unfortunately I can't look at this bit of silver now."

At the beginning, it was enough to go to the Goulan and buy jewelry, and it was enough for a long time, but this kind of personal consumption is really not even a fraction of the military affairs.

Laughing with Bai Muxi all the way, the two soon came to the door of the clothing shop called Hongshang, and before they entered, two beautiful female acquaintances greeted them, bowed and bowed, and their voices were respectful:

"Two distinguished guests, do you want to add a gift dress, or a fixed patterned clothes?"

“.”

Hearing two unfamiliar terms, Bai Muxi subconsciously looked sideways at Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan responded first, "Go in and have a look", and then explained to Xiaobai:

"Ceremonial clothes are worn on weekdays, and tattooed clothes are prepared for cultivators, and they are customized according to their needs."

When the words fell, he walked into the ancient building, and a faint incense immediately entered his nose.

The layout of the first floor is somewhat similar to that of Xu Yuan's former clothing store, and various styles of women's clothes are hung in various areas.

There are skirts, costumes, palace costumes, cheongsams, and even some crop tops from the Western Regions.

Among them, there are those who are generous and exposed, and there are those who are stingy and conservative.

It's a sight to behold.

Hongshang is a century-old store, specializing in selling all kinds of women's clothes, Xu Yuan has been here a few times before, so he is familiar with the rules inside.

Hongshang has a total of three layers, the first and second floors are spot, and the third layer is customized by the shopkeeper.

Without stopping on the first floor, Xu Yuan led Bai Muxi to the second floor of the ancient building, and the moment he stepped into the second floor, Bai Muxi's delicate eyes widened slightly.

This is the first time she has gone out to sell, and it is also the first time she has seen the prosperity of Dayan from clothes.

Compared with the dazzling array of clothes on the first floor, the second floor is much simpler, but this simplicity is piled up with luxury.

The huge space is simple and quiet, and there are a total of 27 pieces of clothing on the entire second floor, each of which floats in a glass cabinet with black patterns, like a piece of art on display.

The clothes on the second floor of Hongshang are unique in the world.

Although it is a kind of marketing tone, the clothes designed by this shopkeeper are really good-looking, and the materials are also top-notch.

Looking at Xiaobai's appearance of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, Xu Yuan felt a little funny in his heart, raised his hand and gently pinched her soft waist, reminding:

"You can pick it yourself, if you think it looks good, let Zhike wrap it up, if you don't see it, let's move on to the next one."

Bai Muxi was stunned for a moment, and asked with a little hesitation:

"Childe. Didn't you pick it yourself? ”

This trip to buy clothes is indeed for her, but it is for the son.

Xu Yuan glanced at her and smiled slightly:

"This kind of thing, I think it's more surprising for the woman to take the initiative to prepare."

"Huh?"

Hearing this, Bai Muxi's eyes deliberately revealed a trace of doubt, and then swayed his body and walked towards the glass cabinet containing clothes.

While walking, I silently calculated in my heart.

Now buy a conservative dress in front of Childe first, and sneak out to buy a piece that Childe might like when I get back home

Watching Xiaobai pick out clothes, Xu Yuan also casually took a chair from the Sumeru ring and sat down.

The beautiful female acquaintance who was standing beside Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment when she saw this scene, and she didn't understand where the guest came from to find this chair, and subconsciously opened her mouth to persuade, but finally swallowed the words.

In order to set off their own forced style, Hongshang did not prepare a soft couch for guests to rest, but it is always difficult for guests to move chairs to get up, right?

For a moment, only the sound of Xiaobai pacing remained on the second floor.

Walking back and forth more than a dozen glass cabinets, when Bai Muxi was about to raise her hand to a skirt with red edges on a black background and embroidered with white silk lines, her beautiful eyes suddenly looked at the stairs leading from the second floor to the third floor.

"Da"

"Da"

"Da"

In the next moment, three footsteps stepped down from it.

Raising his eyebrows, Xu Yuan looked back consciously.

At first glance,

He saw an acquaintance.

The shopkeeper of Hongshang, a woman who still has charm.

In her memory, this woman has always adhered to the concept of loving to buy and not buying, and her hospitality is basically with a stinky face.

Of course

If you put a knife on her neck, she will immediately perform a kneeling performance for you.

Thinking about the interesting story when he taught this woman a lesson, Xu Yuan was suddenly surprised to find that this charming was leading the way for the two behind her with a smile on her face.

It seems that the two people in the back are quite high-status.

Xu Yuan thought in his heart, but he didn't care much, and continued to cross Erlang's legs and wait for Xiaobai to choose clothes.

As the heart of Great Yan, Di'an City can make this kneel too much.

"Da"

"Da"

With the footsteps of going downstairs, the lower bodies of the two behind the soon entered Xu Yuan's field of vision, and they saw that they were dressed as a man and a woman.

The man is in a tight suit and looks very burly.

The woman is wearing a palace skirt with azure and light blue, revealing watery tenderness.

It looks like a pair of wall figures.

However, after the chests of the two of them came into view, Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

Not women, but men.

He saw a clan crest on the man's suit.

Marquis Wucheng's Mansion.

And at this time, the man's calm and smiling, not angry and arrogant voice also came:

"Zhiyun, I'm afraid that in a few days, I will go north to find my father and Qingyan, and this Tianqing Liuxian dress will be regarded as a birthday gift for you."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused.

The man's heroic gaze swept to the second floor, stagnating on Bai Muxi's body for a moment, and finally fell on Xu Yuan.

He realized that the man who had melted into the realm seemed to be the master of the two.

eye to eye,

Xu Yuan was still leaning on the wooden chair, holding Erlang's legs without the slightest intention of putting it down, holding his chin and staring at the three people who walked down from the upstairs, his eyes thoughtful.

He.. Old acquaintances in Di'an City are really everywhere.

(End of chapter)