Chapter 118: There is a black shop at the feet of the Son of Heaven

Lan Nuanyue didn't want to care about the owners of Fenglin Pavilion, these were not particularly attractive to her, she just wanted to be able to eat and drink every day.

"You just said that Leng Lishuang and Lan Nuanyu are not really emotional?" Jin Zhaowen asked, "Why do you say this?"

"Lan Nuanyue and Leng Lishuang will go to the Milky Way to put river lanterns on the day of the Qiqiao Festival every year, she gave me the fruit of a human world one day, I thought that the Qiqiao Festival was coming, so I asked a few words, she didn't even care about the Qiqiao Festival. Mother, are you weird?" Lan Nuanyue put one hand on her waist, covered her mouth with the other and yawned, "Mother, don't you go back to the room to rest?"

Jin Zhaowen pinched Lan Nuanyue's hand, and the pain was so great that she suddenly fell asleep, and she shouted: "Mother, what are you doing? ”

"You stay away from Leng Lishuang in the future, just your wooden fish head, you are not her opponent. ”

Lan Nuanyue rubbed her pinched hand and said, "What is this, she and I have no grievances, where is the opponent?"

"No, Yue'er, you're wrong. Between women and women, there is no injustice and hatred, so there is no open and secret fighting. In the twilight, you fight with other women, and in the twilight, you still have to fight with other women. Jin Zhaowen said: "I never knew who Lan Nuanyu's mother was, but I still lost to her in this life." ”

Lan Nuanyue didn't know the meaning, but she just felt incredible.

People who have never seen each other, how can they fight each other.

"Okay, Lan Nuanyu's imprisonment, you don't have to mention it in the future, no matter who it is, you can't reveal a word, even if it's the person next to the pillow. Did you hear that?" Jin Zhaowen's voice was very small, but her tone was very serious, and she couldn't tolerate Lan Nuanyue's sloppy eyes.

Lan Nuanyu nodded vigorously, and her mouth responded: "Mmmmmmmm ”

Jin Zhaowen was still not at ease, and said, "You swear." ”

"Ahh Lan Nuanyue shook her body and shook her arms.

"No, if you send it, I can rest assured. ”

Lan Nuanyue couldn't resist Jin Zhaowen in the end, so she had to reluctantly stretch out her three fingers and swear.

Early in the morning of the second day, Jin Zhaowen and Lan Feng broke the truth in front of the Emperor of Heaven. The son of the Emperor of Heaven may not have remembered the fall into the water, holding a golden rattle in his hand and smiling with his eyebrows and eyes into 'one'.

Jin Zhaowen spoke first, and before the Emperor of Heaven spoke, she asked for her life to go to the human world to reincarnate and become a healer, taking it as her mission to help the suffering in the world. The Heavenly Emperor agreed, anyway, Lan Nuanyu was a family affair of the Great General of the Heavenly Realm after all. This confession before the emperor was just to inform him, so as not to talk about it in the future, the emperor would have something to say about this matter.

"Going to the human world is a lifetime of reincarnation, and you have to go through the eight sufferings of the human world before you can achieve the consummation of merit. The Heavenly Emperor said loftyly. How could he not know Jin Zhaowen's thoughts, if he couldn't see this, he wouldn't have to be the emperor of heaven.

Lan Nuanyu is the fairy of Fenglin Pavilion, although it is a crime, but it is unruly to punish it for his own selfishness, after all, it is not in accordance with the rules, and the crime of murdering the fairy Jin Zhaowen is confirmed. But as I said before, Lan Nuanyu hurt the son of the Emperor of Heaven after all, Jin Zhaowen confessed her mistake in front of the Emperor of Heaven today, and asked for a punishment for entering reincarnation. In the future, the Emperor of Heaven can't say anything to Lan Nuanyu, and there is nothing wrong with the etiquette in Fenglin Pavilion, and this is how it has passed at this time.

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In the human world, the night twilight marks and Lan Nuanyu returned to the Ziwei Kingdom, and a year has passed in the human world.

The Ziwei Kingdom is becoming more and more prosperous year by year, and there is no dispute after the Huanwu Kingdom. The smell of stinky tofu was overflowing, and Lan Nuanyu scratched her wrist to find the fragrance.

Xiao Er stood at the door of the shop and shouted: "It's cold, and the guests are in a hurry." The shop is happy, and the food is free!" After reading it again, he covered his mouth and muttered a few words.

Lan Nuanyu staggered close to the shop, and it was already full of people, and there was not even a place to live. She tiptoed to find a vacant seat, and said, "There are so many people, this guy is free of charge, I'm afraid he will have to go out of business, right?"

"Free food? I don't think so. Night Twilight Scar rushed to the banner outside the door and said, "Look at the row below." ”

"That's not a pattern, where is the word?"

Night Twilight said, "Wouldn't you know if you came closer and had a look?"

This store has long been crowded, and there is not even a little space to squat, and it is even more difficult to get out.

Night Twilight scar hooked his hand at the flag outside the door, and the flag flew in, and Xiao Er outside the door jumped twice to catch it, but he didn't catch it, but he didn't notice the steps under his feet, and fell into the mud.

Twilight reached out and grabbed the flag and said, "No, look." It's okay if you don't look at it, I guess someone is going to check out. ”

"Daily, Only, Only...... Lan Nuanyu said loudly: "Isn't it wrong?

"You're a pit man!" Lan Nuanyu had just finished speaking, and a rough voice like a goose's roar sounded: "How can there be such a business! Not to mention that it is free today! How can you still collect money, the price is more expensive than in the past! This bean curd used to be three wen, today it costs five wen, why don't you go and grab it?"

The shopkeeper beckoned to the back kitchen, and seven or eight big men stood at the door, their burly bodies like an indestructible boulder blocking the light outside the door.

"Girl, how can this be a pit man?" the shopkeeper said to Xiao Er outside the door: "You come in and bring the flag with you." ”

Xiao Er struggled to get closer to the shopkeeper from the crowd, and after a while he stood beside the shopkeeper with his belted trousers that had been scattered.

"How did you shout, shout another one to everyone. The shopkeeper touched his figure-eight beard, and the thick beard did not cover the black hemorrhoids on his chin.

Xiao Er shouted: "It's cold, and the guests are in a hurry." The store is happy, and the food is free! Only one person per day. ”

"You're talking nonsense!

"yes. Isn't it a happy event, and the food is free?"

......

"Gotta get it, you said that if you don't shout, the flag is always visible. The shopkeeper said confidently, "Take out the flag and show it to everyone." ”

"There is no flag either. ”

"yes, I don't see it. ”

"Here!" Xiao Er held a line of 'patterns' under the word 'all free' in the palm of his hand and said, "Let's take a good look?"

The eyes of the people around him had to be squeezed into cross-eyed eyes to see those few sesame-sized words clearly.

"How? But there is a deception to everyone, why do you want to eat white food?" The shopkeeper stood on the table and said, "Do you think it is possible? If I am really exempt, do I still want to support my family? ”

The people in the shop looked at the Manchu and Han seats on the table, and lost their appetite for a while.

"It's better than this, today's real insiders are in the pot, get a beloved daughter, today's dishes will only be fifty percent?" The treasurer's inner ecstasy, even if he suppressed his emotions, the corners of his mouth were still rising: "Fifty percent of me is still a loss, this is not all the old neighbors, you can take it as a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, anyway, this is not a few days before the New Year." ”

"The old neighborhoods are still so pitiful. A few of the men dressed in jasper robes sighed, put the silver on the table, and the strong men let them out of the shop.

No one in the house said anything more, and they were all frightened by the big man guarding the door, and even if they were reluctant, they still paid.

After a while, a cloth bag in the shopkeeper's hand became bulging and heavy, and the stitches of the cloth bag were pulled out of a 'ladder'.

"What? are you not going to give money for the rest?" the shopkeeper took out a snuffbox from his bosom and put it to his nose and took a deep breath.

"Shopkeeper, I really didn't see it, and I didn't hear that there was only one person. If I had seen it, I wouldn't have come in. The one who spoke was a scholar in white, holding a few steamed buns and a plate of pickles in his hand, but not a piece of meat.

The shopkeeper looked at the scholar's poor and sour appearance, and said, "Five steamed buns, plus a plate of pickles." Shiwen, I didn't overcharge you. ”

The scholar put down the cage on his body in embarrassment, took out a book from it and said: "This book is the most valuable thing on me, it is better to mortgage it to the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper will save it for me, take me to get famous, and I will definitely come back to redeem it." ”

"Poor sour talent, I've seen a lot of people like you. The shopkeeper took the torn book, flipped a few pages, and smiled at Xiao Er and the strong men: "Isn't this another wooden biography?"

"Hahahaha, what's so woody?" Xiao Er held his stomach and laughed with the shopkeeper. "I've been here for several years, and I've seen a lot of scholars coming to take the exam, but I've never seen anyone bring anything and wood. ”

"The shopkeeper, that is the biography of Sang written by Jin Mao, Sang Cheng has been poor all his life and sympathetic to the people. The book ranges from women, children, and octogenarians to ......"

"I don't listen to you talk about these useless things, ten cents, don't want to go out without you. ”

The shopkeeper tore the book open and repeated the movements in his hand a few more times, and the only valuable thing on the scholar's body was gone.

The scholar almost didn't come up in one breath, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly grabbed the falling pages, grabbed them in his hands, and knelt down to pick up the scraps on the ground.

The shopkeeper and the little second smiled from ear to ear, there happened to be a fragment of a page under the feet of the little er, he deliberately stepped on it, let the scholar pull it with his hand, and the fragment was divided into two again.

"Hahaaa. Seeing this, the two of them smiled even more happily.

The scholar held the fragments in his arms as treasures, and with that pained expression on his face, he said in a low voice, "I really don't have any money. ”

Before the scholar could finish speaking, there was a creaking sound of a table being pushed open at the door.

Night Scar and Lan Nuanyu looked up, only to see an old beggar lying on the ground with a bloodshot little beggar lying on the ground shivering.

"When did you get in? Give money, I usually annoy you things that are lazy and unwilling to work. The shopkeeper stepped on the table with one leg and said, "Who wants to go out without giving money?"

"Night scars. Lan Nuanyu said: "This is still in Wei City, it is so lawless in broad daylight, and there is no royal law." ”