Chapter 58: The joys and sorrows of people are not the same [Seek to follow]

"Qihao!"

Zong Xian was dressed in a gray cloth short, with a sweat towel around his neck, and said hello with a smile.

Hearing his voice, Yan Qihao hurriedly regained his momentum, and by the way, he slapped the iron sand stained on the fist peak.

"Ah Xian, what's the matter?"

Yan Gongzi suppressed the boredom in his heart, not wanting to vent his bad emotions on irrelevant people.

"I'd like to take your carriage to the inner city in a moment."

"I heard that Linlangfang has been very lively recently."

"Small problem, you can go now, I'm almost done practicing today."

"Just came to my house today."

For this request, Yan Qihao agreed.

He was picked up by Yanfu's carriage every day, and it was not a big deal to carry someone into the inner city.

I saw that Yan Gongzi stretched out his hand and hugged Zong Xian's shoulder and invited him to Yan's mansion as a guest.

It's not the first time that such an invitation has been made, and every time Zong Xian chooses to decline on the grounds that he is not available.

Because he has always been wary of the wealthy people in the inner city in his heart.

Don't look at Yan Gongzi, who is bold and simple, and has no scheming, but no one can guarantee that all Yan family members have such a temperament, not to mention that he himself is a wonderful flower in Gongzi's brother.

However, Yan Gongzi has already invited him three times and twice, and if he refuses again this time, it will be somewhat unkind, so after thinking about it, Zong Xian still agreed, provided that he went to Linlangfang City first.

……

Half an hour later, the golden bathhouse of the warm incense building in the inner city.

In the mist-filled, steaming bath, Yan Qihao and Zong Xian soaked naked in the bath with just the right temperature, their necks up, and a brocade cloth on their heads.

Two slender women wearing foundation and gold-rimmed peony flower belly pockets were kneeling on the edge of the pool behind Yan Qihao, gently rubbing his shoulders, and there was often tempting spring light leaking between the ups and downs of his body.

Every time I lean over, the curve from my hips to my back is tensed, revealing a plump feeling of peach juice.

There was also a beautiful girl beside Zong Xian, who was carefully peeling off a petal of orange with her slender fingers, and cleaning all the oranges on it, before feeding it into his mouth with one hand.

It's a pity that it's not the season to eat grapes, otherwise Zong would have been able to enjoy the treatment of "beauties feeding grapes".

He chewed oranges in his mouth, and finally understood the happiness of Brother Childe.

As a famous bathhouse in the inner city, there are other more exciting projects, and even the bath girls who serve are divided into several grades according to their age, figure, appearance, knowledge, conversation, and family background before entering the workshop.

If you come here for a pastime, you can't afford it without spending two or three hundred taels of silver.

The gap between rich and poor in this world has become almost deformed.

By the time the two of them finished taking a bath and stood outside the Nuanxiang Building refreshed, the sky had completely darkened.

The luxury buildings on the side of the street are hung with lanterns and candles, making the streets very bright.

can go in and out of the inner city and consume, mostly rich merchants with big bellies and martial arts masters with extraordinary bearing.

It is also not affected by the curfew, and compared to the situation in the outer city, it is literally heaven and earth.

When Zong Xian was a little beggar, those beggars and the poor people in the walled area were full of yearning for the outer city, and after he settled down in the city, the martial arts brothers he came into contact with respected the inner city.

One county government, three levels, three completely different human states.

"Hey, hey!"

"Ah Xian, should we eat first now, or go to Linlangfang first?"

Yan Gongzi shook his arms and asked with a comfortable face.

Usually when he was in the martial arts hall, due to the gap in his qualifications and talents, he always felt that he was invisibly bowing his head in the face of Zong Xian, but it was different in this inner city, and it was as comfortable as returning to the home field.

After relaxing, the depression in his heart was swept away, and he was in a good mood.

"Let's go to Linlangfang first."

"Qihao, are you hungry?"

Zong Xian still remembers the right thing, after all, [Sudden Chance] is time-sensitive, and the sooner you get your hands on something, you can settle down as soon as possible.

"Then let's go, Linlangfang is not far from here, and it just so happens that I haven't been there for a long time."

Yan Qihao looked relaxed with his hands behind his back, and walked forward with brisk steps to lead the way

……

In the blink of an eye, the two had been shopping in Linlangfang for most of the hour.

Zong Xian searched several bookstores one after another, but did not find the target.

This time, the clues of chance are too extensive.

Linlang Fang is a big square in the inner city, composed of six streets and four lanes, there are countless various business squares, and the items sold are also varied, and even a special stall area has been opened, as long as you pay a fee, you can set up a stall at a fixed point.

Therefore, he is still in a state of nothing, which makes Yan Gongzi almost impatient.

Finding that strange book in so many shops and stalls is no less than looking for a needle in the sea.

But Zong Xian believes that there must be guidance for small assistants in the dark.

At this time, they happened to visit the newly opened Nandi Flower Merchant Square in the workshop.

From a distance, I saw that the door was very lively, not only with exquisite flower baskets, but also with two rows of girls dressed as seductive.

When the two got closer, they saw that these girls were wearing slit skirts that were specially cut to the thigh line, revealing white thighs and full peaks.

Even from a relatively open perspective, such a dress can be regarded as very bold and avant-garde.

There are also a few entertainers playing suona, beating waist drums and copper bells next to them, and those girls are swaying from time to time with the festive music, magnifying the beauty of their body curves as much as possible.

Many customers lingered in and around the mall, and in addition to buying some foreign specialties and novelties, a considerable number of people were attracted by the waitress who greeted customers at the door.

The smug faces of the merchants and visitors were in stark contrast to the poor people displaced by the chaos and fire in the walled area outside the city.

"Ah Xian, what kind of book are you looking for?"

"Why don't you go inside this Southland Flower and have a look?"

Yan Qihao stared at those charming girls and asked casually.

Zong Xian didn't answer, his eyes were looking at a stall not far from the Nandi Flower Shop Shop.

There was a Sven man in a white brocade robe, but with a slightly dejected expression, sitting on a small bench absentmindedly flipping through a book.

There happened to be a stack of books on the stall in front of him, and there were quite a few of them, and Zong Xian felt that they were ancient books with years old at a cursory glance.

"Qihao, you can take a walk by yourself, and I'll go check out the bookstall over there."

Zong Xian was about to try his luck, so he turned around and patted Yan Qihao on the shoulder.

It just so happened that Yan Gongzi was tired of shopping, and he knew that Zong Xian wanted to buy books, but he didn't know what books he wanted to buy.

Now seeing him say this, he was happy to wave his hand casually and then ran to the maid of Nandi Flower.

Zong Xian, who was in place, touched the hidden pocket on his chest, and then walked towards the bookstall.

He squatted casually in front of the stall and flipped it, the stall owner closed the book, saw that he was dressed as a martial artist, and the action of turning the book was rude, a trace of helplessness and distress flashed in his eyes, and he actually stretched out his hand to stop him!