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The next day, the imperial guards left one after another, and the door of Mudanfang finally opened.

Those who are trapped here because of fun and pleasure, rush home in a hurry.

Several farce happened during the period, and some people refused to pay for the three-day trouble.

Because of the nestling red Yi Cui in the brothel, not only staying overnight, but also drinking with guests. In addition to the powerful children, there are also a large number of literati and ink guests in the Peony Workshop. The Peony Workshop is also a place for such people to entertain, communicate and sing. People who really don't step into it are alien, and there must be a perverse in the circle. The reputation of quirks.

The banquet and sing together are accompanied by a Kauki Maiko and a talented and famous woman.

The guests who were invited were so drunk that they dispersed one after another. If the curfew was accidentally passed, there would be rooms available in the garden, and the extra room charge would be more expensive than the inn.

These places are just looking at the food, and the really poor are left on the table full of leftovers. As long as they don't go crazy with alcohol, no one will take care of them. Looking at the one who had some family background, he sent it to the house, and the young man came over to help wipe and feed some strong tea for hangover. Those who were really rich woke up clean and clean, and young women fanned them all night.

It’s not like in the textbook. The poor scholar was invited by a classmate friend and got drunk and didn’t know anything. He was eager to follow the good name. The prostitute or the woman who accompanied the guests went to the wrong room, so he went to the wrong room. Good thing for the stay.

Peony Workshop is not a low-class place. If you want to be a guest on the scene, you must meet four or five times, sit and chat and drink for seven or eight times before you know you. It's not that they are expensive and live comfortably, but that they don't spend enough money, and don't even want to touch the hands of prostitutes.

Martial law in the city, those who were invited to come to listen to the song and see the shy people in the bag are all trapped. If the host refuses to pay them for the three days of tea tray, room, and meals, they will have to quarrel and relinquish their bills.

Some people are drunk and dreamy. Seeing that the situation outside is not good, they were simply drunk for three days and even relied on being a little bit crooked before they became the guest of the curtain while the Hualou people were in panic. Now they are dumbfounded.

There was noisy everywhere, every family was arguing, and there was a reason for the small official who had not had time to withdraw from the Taijing Mansion’s patrol city secretary.

One party plausibly said that they shouldn't have stayed here for three more days. They can't leave if they want. How can they pay the money? The other party jumped and said that they drank wine and ate their meals. The girl stayed with her all day, and now she is not giving money. Why didn't she lie in the house and sleep for three days? That would be fine if she didn't charge her house.

If you curse and curse, you won’t be able to stop, all kinds of slang are flying around, and finally you get into a fight.

The second prince stood at the entrance of the alley where the bookstore was, staring at the chaos outside.

"Taijing...is it all like this?" Lu Yan couldn't help asking.

"This is my first visit to Taijing."

Mo Li has never seen such a situation.

Rotten vegetable leaves, tables and chairs, lanterns, and shoes are flying everywhere.

There are clothes hanging on the eaves, and half of the sleeves are floating in the air.

So Peony Square, which had just been unblocked, was once again surrounded by people from the Office of the Government of the Tai Capital Government who came to the city after hearing the news, and sternly stopped those who were still fighting.

The old man Sha Qiancheng, who has a wolf-shaped birthmark and also lives in Fengxing Pavilion, was about to faint with anger.

What is this called?

Because of being cautious, they did not become the first group of people to leave Peony Square. They were worried that the imperial guards would cause trouble strictly, and they wanted to find out when the city gate could be opened, so they rushed into the crowd in Peony Square. Ready to leave.

As a result, it was affected by the commotion of the various farce.

Fortunately, Wugong was high, and he didn't get caught upright, and rushed into the alley in embarrassment before Xunchengwei arrived.

When Sha Qiancheng saw Moli, he didn't know if he was so angry or what his thoughts were. He was about to pass by but suddenly backhanded, trying to knock Lu Yan out of the alley.

Moli raised his hand to stop him from this blow.

Without waiting for Sha Qiancheng's reaction, the ink carp shook back with internal force, and the old man snorted and retreated a dozen steps in a row.

"There is one more over there."

When the city guard saw a person falling out of the alley, he seemed to be fainted and bumped into something, and his body swayed from side to side.

Sha Qiancheng was shocked, looked up again, Moli had already lifted Lumin back into the bookstore, and his subordinates also fell to the ground. Just like I met Meng Qi yesterday, I lay down in a daze.

"Get out!" Sha Qiancheng shouted angrily, knocked down several guards, and quickly got into another alley.

Because of various lanterns and veils hung between the flower buildings of Peony Square, the view was blocked. Sha Qiancheng knew that his appearance must arouse suspicion, and he did not look like ordinary people, so he ran fast. , Disappeared in a blink of an eye.

As long as you leave the Peony Workshop, you will be fine outside.

He picked up a piece of clothing that floated to the wall, changed his outfit, and was about to climb the wall when he suddenly saw a figure rushing in.

——The other party seemed to have taken a fancy to this remote wall like Sha Qiancheng, but one came in and the other wanted to go out.

Sha Qiancheng can be regarded as a well-known in the arena, a full-fledged senior in the arena, and still that kind of unprovoking. In the early years when he was a sand bandit outside the customs, he killed people like a numb, and it was frightening to hear.

Now he is in a hurry to leave the city and hide his whereabouts. When the murderer's body is found, it will only cause more trouble, so he hardly bears a step back, and turned his head to hide in the shadow to cover his face.

I thought that the other party would have done more than less and left quickly, but after the person jumped off the wall, he didn't move.

Sha Qiancheng got angry from his heart and raised his palm to hit. As a result, his internal strength was halfway up, and his arm suddenly hurt.

"You..."

Sha Qiancheng realized that he had been concealed before, and his right arm meridian had been injured.

That's not a big deal, the person opposite spoke slowly.

"Where are you going in such a hurry?"

Meng Qi is holding up his sleeves and carrying a bulging bag in his hand. It seems to contain a lot of things. The upper and the clothes are stained with black and gray, although the appearance is more like a refugee than Sha Qiancheng. It's not the same as people.

Meng Qi smiled playfully when he saw his face, picked up the hat and put it on again.

The previous glamour and temperament suddenly disappeared, because not only the face was covered, but also the standing posture, and even the aura on the body changed. It is not ordinary, but a mysterious meaning that blends into everything in the world and is equivalent to everything around it.

Sha Qiancheng's breathing was stagnant.

He has seen a great master, and once escaped under the chase of such a master.

Originally thought that Meng Qi had practiced some weird technique, so it was difficult to deal with it. Now Sha Qiancheng knew that he was wrong, and that he was wrong. This trembling sensation that made his limbs stiff and scalp numb made him feel terrified.

He turned back and ran away without saying anything.

***

Fengxingge Bookstore.

Lu Yan watched the Xuncheng Guard pull the people away, and felt very happy, because yesterday he heard that these were all people under the command of the Tianshou King. The Prince said that the southwest has been messed up by the Tianshou King, and the people are blind. Letter from Ziwei Xingjun, looks like a madman.

Go back happily. He won’t say it directly. Instead, he turned his eyes to avoid the bookshop and asked in a low voice: "The doctor has hatred against them?"

"I never met before yesterday, what hatred can I have?"

Mo Li said it indifferently, but the second prince didn't believe it. Because he didn't understand martial arts, he didn't know that Sha Qiancheng had just tried to push him out. After all, all this happened so quickly, and the master's tricks changed rapidly. Lu Yan was just a flash of spirit, and he found himself back in the bookstore, but the old man was nowhere to be seen, and the remaining few people were unconscious.

To tell the truth, the second prince was also embarrassed. He was carried away like a rabbit by a man of seven feet. There was no resistance, and everything was over when he realized it.

The self-proclaimed second prince is in a complicated mood.

This is not the first time. This is how he was taken out of the palace.

Lu Yan tried his best to forget these, and he tentatively asked: "The doctors did it, is it because they took refuge in the Heavenly Grant King?"

"How about Tianshou Wang, I have never seen it before."

"Is that because he used to be a sand bandit outside the pass?" Lu Yan thought of another reason.

The ink carp is noncommittal.

In fact, the real reason is another sentence-this Guanwai sand bandit named Qinglangqi met Ning Changyuan five years ago, and almost died cleanly, only the leader Sha Qiancheng escaped alone.

Daochang Ning is still worthy of trust. Besides, Moli didn't do anything just now, just smashed people with ease.

Don't think that a gentleman will not cheat others.

It's very easy to use the way of the person to treat the person's body.

The Xuncheng Guard searched the alleys. Lu Yan saw that the situation was not good and wanted to go back to hide. Mo Li glanced at him and said seriously: "Now it’s late to run, but don’t worry, unless it’s someone who knows you well. I have seen you once or twice with my own eyes, and I will never recognize you at the moment."

Lu Ming was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at his clothes.

Although I changed a set of ordinary people’s old clothes, the difference should not be understood.

——Wait!

Lu Yan remembered a crucial thing, he reached out his hand and touched the top of his head, his face turned dark.

The ancestor of Qingwu and Meng Qi collapsed the beams of the side hall of the Chunhua Palace. The strong wind also cut off his hair. Yesterday, he was busy killing the emperor. This morning he hurriedly grabbed it again without combing it. , The messy hair is still stuck around, it doesn't feel different. When I touched it carefully now, I noticed that a piece of hair was missing on the right side.

"Where is the bronze mirror?"

Lu Yan asked with a black face, but there was no such thing in the bookstore.

At this time, Xuncheng Guard also came over. Moli was standing relatively far behind. They didn't see it. They glanced over Lu Yan and saw that he was well dressed and his shoes were on his feet. It didn't look like he had been in a fight. Looks like.

"Where is the store, can a stranger come in?"

The guy heard the movement and hurried out to deal with it, and laughed and said no.

"Where is this scorpion?" asked Lu Ming, the city guard.

Lu Yan was struck by lightning, and everyone was confused, and he looked particularly silly.

He doesn't even know how the guards go.

"I, why am I a scorpion?" the second prince asked in a collapsed voice.

"You got under the wooden bed last night..."

Moli explained implicitly, without going into details.

Actually, Lu Yan’s face was dusty right now, but it didn’t look like a deliberate plastering to hide his appearance. He was just a hard-working people, his hair was messy, like a chicken coop, but also pitted, plus Doesn't it look like a sting head if it is stained with pale yellow wall dust?

When Lu Yan couldn't wait to hold his head and wailing, Fengxingge's chief manager came.

The bookshop treasurer doesn't care about what happened to Sha Qiancheng and others. As long as people leave the Fengxing Pavilion, it doesn't matter to them. He was rubbing his hands and said embarrassingly to Moli: "This distinguished guest, I'm so sorry, you have to buy the finest silver needles at Lau Kwai Fong, but you can't go out anymore. You think it's in our Fengxing Pavilion. If you stay for one day, or should we refund half of the silver ticket and draw a map to buy it yourself?"

The black carp frowned slightly.

Lu Yan's eyes rounded, and he said in shock: "Yesterday the doctor gave you twenty taels of silver tickets. Ben... Although this entourage doesn't know the price of a good pair of silver needles, you can draw a map. , It’s like ten taels of silver? Are you too wicked to earn this money?"

"My son's remarks are wrong. Our Fengxingge was originally selling news. A piece of news with a hundred taels of silver is very common. Besides, we are not as simple as drawing a picture. Taijing is so big, you want to find out how to be good at it. The needle artisans have not been found yet! Even if you go to the pharmacy medical hall, the people there may not be willing to tell you."

The shopkeeper raised his chubby fingers and said, "This is a craftsman with excellent craftsmanship. If the average person goes, if he can't do anything about it, he can only buy ordinary goods."

Moli is not good at bargaining, and the people in Zhushan County are even less likely to sell him things at high prices.

The shopkeeper's tongue is full of flowers, and Moli is not as capable as he can say.

In fact, although these reasons exist, they are not as exaggerated as the shopkeeper said. It is indeed a lot more convenient to take a map, but this convenience is definitely not worth ten taels of silver. This is simply a wild price.

What's more troublesome in other parts of Fengxing Pavilion is that they may not accept "counter-offers."

Mo Li knew that things were going to be difficult when he saw the shopkeeper's determined eyes.

Perhaps in the eyes of the chief steward of Fengxingge, a super master like Meng Guoshi can't lack money without anything, and he may not care about money. It is not a profit for such a person.

As a result, neither Meng Qi nor Moli are such people.

There was a stalemate twice, and suddenly there was a hello from outside.

"What's the matter, are you standing here to enjoy the pictures?"

Meng Qi carrying a big baggage and wearing a hat on his head, Shi Shiran entered the shop.

His figure is like a ghost, and the bookshop guy who is sweeping the floor outside has a flower in his eyes, and when he looks up, he is standing in front of the door, and he doesn't know how to get here.

The shopkeeper, known as the "Appreciation Picture", looked up with Moli and Lu Yan. No, they happened to be standing in front of a picture of laurel swing playing.

The painting is not big, it was sold to the son-in-law to make a fan.

The printing is bright in color, and the painting is subtle and unobtrusive, full of fun.

Those who don't understand at first glance don't know what it is. They just think it is a young man and a young woman who is telling their affection under the shadow of a tree.

Because it is very popular, it was boldly hung in the shop by the shopkeeper.

Originally, you can't see it as soon as you enter the door. A large fan of calligraphy is also covered on the outside, which is opened for viewing with guests. As a result, these days are messy. The calligraphy picture on the outside is half off, just to reveal the swing picture inside.

Meng Qi also nodded, approvingly said: "This painting is indeed a bit spiritual, I don't know who painted it."

Everyone: "..."

Mo Lei took a closer look and found that Meng Qi was right. The tree shadows are mottled on the painting, and the invisible actions of the characters can be seen in the reflection. It's just that after being printed by the workshop, the subtleties are missing and it's not easy to distinguish.

Mo Lei is not interested in the content of the paintings, nor does he like the uniform faces of the characters in these paintings, but whether the painter is attentive, whether it is only yin evil or the pursuit of beauty in the world, Doctor Mo can still feel .

"If you have a chance, think about the original painting."

Mo Li looked up after speaking and found that Lu Yan's face was unbelievable.

The shopkeeper laughed, took out a pile of things, and said like a treasure: "This is Mr. Jinshui's masterpiece. There are four of the same fan, two hundred and twenty essays, and a set of one or two silver. "

The second prince: "..."

Still expensive.

Lu Yan was very moved. It's not good to have money to do anything, and why do you want to buy a spring palace picture.

"There is also this book written by Mr. Jinshui, and it is accompanied by a painted "Fox Bone". There is only the last volume left in the bookstore..."

"No, don't buy it!" Lu Yan gritted his teeth, wishing to turn around and leave, so as not to be tempted.

Meng Qi reached out and pushed the second prince back.

"Let it go first." Meng Qi lightly threw the baggage in his hand to the ground.

There was no vibration on the ground, and it seemed that the burden was not heavy.

At this time, Moli used sound transmission to enter the secret and said to Meng Qi: "You have blood in your body."

"When I returned to Peony Workshop, I happened to meet Sha Qiancheng who was riding a green wolf. He abolished his arm and asked about the situation on the side of Tianshou Wang." Meng Qi said lightly.

"Where are people now?"

"I was arrested. I might be squatting in the Taijing Mansion’s prison." Meng Qi thought for a while, and then said, "I have a tacit understanding with the doctor. As soon as he exerts his internal strength, he will be attacked. As for other things, wait until you have time to clean him up."

Moli paused, and couldn't help asking: "Do you really want to buy... a fan-shaped notebook?"

"Why didn't you buy it? By the way, what were you talking about before?" Meng Qi saw Moli's reaction and knew that he had misunderstood before. The shopkeeper and Dr. Mo were not appreciating the painting.

Mo Li said the matter concisely, Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.

The shopkeeper over there wanted to test Lu Yan's identity, and took out several pictures claiming to be the prints of treasures collected by the former royal family. Lu Yan's expression changed, and he was about to flee again.

"I heard that your pavilion is asking for a price of ten taels for a map?" Meng Qi took off the hat and stared at the shopkeeper.

The chief steward of Fengxing Pavilion was in front of the money, and insisted on holding on, and insisted: "The goods are genuine at a reasonable price, absolutely useful, the craftsman is exquisite..."

"Yes."

Meng Qi interrupted him, and casually hooked his toes, and the burden immediately rolled to the feet of the shopkeeper.

"In the baggage is the news money for me to provide the map for the doctor. You return the cash."

"This—"

The shopkeeper was about to refuse, and the burden was scattered.

There are a bunch of red, green, green and even purple robes, embroidered with birds and beasts, with exquisite patterns and high-quality materials. There are also several official hats.

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded, and his hands started to shake.

Only officials above Grade 3 wear purple robes.

"Count, how much are these worth?" Meng Qi kindly used his internal strength to unfold the official robes, and said with a smile, "There is a brand new one in it, five pieces 80% new, although the others are It's old, but you can still sell it in the shop."

The eyeballs of the shopkeeper and the buddy are about to come out.

Officials must prepare their own official robes. If the court does not issue them, high-ranking officials will naturally get rewarded clothing. The little officials in Taijingli, whose families are too poor to continue, can only rent official robes, and often when someone resigns, they sell official robes to official clothing shops.

Those shops are naturally not ordinary shops. They are opened in the inner city, on the street outside Zhengyangmen.

In addition, there are also official boots and official hats.

There is no rice in the family, and the official robes are mortgaged in exchange for some money, and then redeemed when the salary is paid. This is also what Taijing officials often do.

So the official gown is worthless? Absolutely valuable!

However, the robes that come and go in the shop are at most the green robes of the seventh grade and below, even the fifth-grade scarlet robes are rare, let alone the purple robes.

If someone sees so many official robes in the bookstore...

The shopkeeper was so scared that he used light work, and quickly wrapped up the baggage again.

"Master, what does this mean?" The shopkeeper's voice was weak and weak.

"Give me the money." Meng Qi said naturally, "Selling official robes does not violate the law. You see these are very new. There is almost no depreciation on the market price. It is a rare good thing, even if you buy The purple robe is stored at home and only sells scarlet robe and green robe. All these add up to a large sum. I think about it, according to the price of the Chu Dynasty, it costs more than 30 taels of silver, excluding map information and 12 taels. The fan-noodles and the notebook, plus the twenty taels of silver needles that the doctor gave you...I’ll suffer a little loss. Don’t make a difference on the face of your Fengxing Pavilion. The shopkeeper is looking for fifty taels of silver. Come on!"

"..."

The buddy saw his chief steward roll his eyes and start to twitch.