"Your Majesty, this Jingshi seems to have become lively all of a sudden."

"Call Childe!"

"Yes, Childe."

Leaving the palace at night, this is the first time for Jiang Qingying.

As the curfew has just been lifted a few days ago, the people who have been locked up in the shop for a long time have not yet passed the fresh and lively energy.

In addition, the Chinese New Year is approaching, and there are no fewer pedestrians on Suzaku Street than during the day.

Don't look at it, it's night, the lanterns are hung in each house, and the whole street is like day.

Moreover, without the high fence, the people on the street have already started to do business.

At the same time, there are many more stalls on the street, making it a good place to eat supper.

"Sugar gourd!"

Hearing the shouting, I turned my head and saw that there were still sugar gourds selling on the street.

Under the snowflakes, the layer of sugar coating outside the hawthorn is crystal clear.

Jiang Qingying touched his deflated purse and sighed in his heart.

Since Neku was snatched away by the Li thief, it has become more and more difficult for her to spend money.

Reaching out to the household department to ask for silver, the household department vigorously shirked and said that the treasury was empty.

She is the emperor of Chu, and she can't wait to break two petals of flowers with a copper plate.

"Putting these stalls on the street, don't the people of Jingzhao Mansion care?"

The man who sold the sugar gourd, who looked to be in his thirties and was relatively thin, pointed to the house behind him.

"This is my house, and the official said that you can set up a stall along the street.

There were more people this night, so naturally they had to eat and drink. ”

Maybe it's a little emotional, so the man's words are a little more than usual.

"I heard that during the Lantern Festival, there will be lanterns."

Of course, I didn't forget to ask at the end.

"Two of you, do you want sugar gourds?"

Jiang Qingying stretched out two fingers.

"A string."

"Okay!" The man plucked two strings of sugar gourds, "Take it." ”

Jiang Qingying gestured.

"Uproar, give money."

Shangguan Xuanran can receive monthly money every month, which is richer than that of the emperor.

On the side, Shangguan was about to pay for it, but was stopped by Jiang Qingying.

"Wait a minute, another string."

Shangguan was stunned for a moment.

"Your Majesty, Childe, I won't eat it."

Jiang Qingying's chin raised slightly, signaling into the distance.

"Someone's in for a treat."

This time, just in time for Li Yunsheng and Wei Xiang to come out of Changxingfang and walk to Suzaku Street.

The empress raised the sugar gourd in her hand and screamed.

"Li Gongzi!"

Li Yunsheng followed the prestige, and saw the empress dressed as a man and holding a string of sugar gourds in her hand.

Now that it's encountered, it's natural to find a way to get some more emotional value.

"Jiang Gongzi, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Jiang Qingying smiled shallowly, and then tilted his head at the stall.

"Pay."

As soon as he heard that he had to pay, Li Yunsheng looked at the boss.

"I don't know her well."

After saying that, he turned his head and left.

"Stop!"

Jiang Qingying blocked Li Yunsheng's way and pointed with the sugar gourd in his hand.

"I-what an eye-opener, I have so much money in you, and the interest alone is not worth this string of sugar gourds?"

Seeing that Li Yunsheng still didn't pay the money, the empress asked in a low voice.

"The money in the household department is all for you to spend, I don't have any money to spend, if you don't give money, who will give money!"

"Obey."

Li Yunsheng smiled bitterly and turned his head to order Wei Xiang.

"Give money."

After Wei Xiang gave the money, he asked for two strings of sugar gourds.

He bit a big hawthorn and handed Li Yunsheng a bunch at the same time.

Looking at the sugar gourd handed over, Li Yunsheng didn't think much about it.

To be honest, he hadn't eaten this thing for a long time, and he really missed the sweet and sour taste.

Seeing that he took the string of sugar gourds, Jiang Qingying's willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

The thin lips moved slightly, but they did not speak.

At this time, the sound of gongs and drums is from far to near.

A long formation of hundreds of people came in a mighty way.

They wore masks, colorful costumes, and held golden spears and dragon flags, playing the role of various gods.

Wei Xiang's eyes lit up.

"What are they doing here?"

On the side, Li Yunsheng explained.

"This is called a puppet opera, which means to ward off disasters and evil spirits."

This is a major ceremony at the end of the royal family's year, called "Guofu".

The most solemn is the national festival, with boys between the ages of 10 and 12 wearing bearskins, masks with four eyes, black shirts and red trousers.

Waving a ge in one hand and a shield in the other, they lined up in a large group to jump and shout from the corner of the palace to expel the plague.

It was a spectacular event to blast out of the palace and 'bury' it into the river for a year of peace and auspiciousness.

The folk festival is called "Wu Opera", which has a strong entertainment component.

Jiang Qingying was a little puzzled.

"Isn't this a ceremony that should be held at the end of the year and Chinese New Year's Eve?"

The man selling sugar gourds craned his neck to look at the various gods wearing masks and bouncing all the way.

"It's not to celebrate the lifting of the curfew, I heard that there will be a show every night from today until Chinese New Year's Eve."

Li Yunsheng knew that this drama was organized by Mrs. Cui.

Because at the front of the line, next to the twelve divine beasts carried by everyone, there was a sign.

The sign reads - Shangpin Shop.

This year, Mrs. Cui made a lot of money.

Moreover, after the fang market system was broken, I heard Liu Quan say that for these houses facing the street, the fastest one to start with was Mrs. Cui.

Fortunately, he proposed this to break the fang market system.

Therefore, Liu Quan was sent early to buy some vacant houses with the best geographical location.

When the time comes, whether it is rented or sold, this is a prosperous shop.

This Mrs. Cui, not to mention anything else, is really good at business.

Li Yunsheng had never seen the drama before, so he also took a look at the excitement.

On the side, Wei Xiang asked.

"A real spirit?"

Li Yunsheng smiled.

"It's just lively, if it's really a spirit, it will snow."

After speaking, he picked up the sugar gourd, opened his mouth and bit one.

The hawthorn in his mouth hadn't finished chewing yet, and he suddenly felt the tip of his nose cool and raised his head.

It's snowing.

The throat rolls, and the sweet and sour juice enters the stomach.

When he lowered his head, he found that Jiang Qingying, Wei Xiang and Shangguan Xuanran were all looking at him.

On the side, even the man selling sugar gourds looked at him differently.

Li Yunsheng couldn't care that the sugar gourd in his mouth hadn't finished eating.

"It's just a coincidence."

Wei Xiang rushed to the sky, folded his hands, and bowed.

Then a finger quietly pointed at Li Yunsheng and muttered.

"It was he who said it, and it has nothing to do with me."

Ahem.

This little action did not escape Li Yunsheng's eyes at all.

However, it was so coincidental that he really couldn't explain it.

"People are doing it, the sky is watching, God is watching all the things you do!"

The empress looked at Li Yunsheng, pointed to the sky and continued.

"If you are so disrespectful to heaven and earth, sooner or later you will be punished."

A hawthorn entered his stomach, and Li Yunsheng took the rock sugar gourd in his hand and pointed to the sky disapprovingly.

"If you have the ability, you let him come down to me."

My creator god is here, and when the king of heaven is here, I have to call my father to go again.