Chapter 4 Who has a good story?

Author: Ke Yuyu

Chapter 4 Who has a good story?

Time passed by, it was almost two years since Queen Wende passed away, and little Princess Sizi was nearly five years old.

The round-faced little palace maid who fished for pearls has grown into a very blessed palace maid.

Caizhu deeply felt the kindness of Empress Wende back then, and also felt that she had a deep fate with the little princess. She always came to the little princess, cared about everything, and loved her with all her heart. She usually secretly expressed her love to the hospital and the elders in the palace.

Grandma has a lot of experience in educating children to maintain good health. She is even proficient in the Daoyin technique to strengthen the body, Wu Qin Xi and so on. She just hopes that when the little princess is happy, she can learn one or two moves from her. It would be good to be a little stronger.

Princess Sizi knew that Caizhu really loved her, and she was also very attached to this aunt who loved Sizi and food. Caizhu lamented that the princess was born weak and lost her mother, and she didn't know how much her heart was broken in secret.

However, even though the emperor cherishes her and the waiters do their best, and the pearl collectors even have to work around the clock to take care of them, they cannot make the princess healthy. The little princess named "Si Zi" is not as strong as a rhinoceros, but is actually thin.

He is like a lotus leaf stem after autumn, and he is often sick, which really makes people around him worried.

I won’t talk about the internal affairs of the Ming Dynasty for now, but let’s take a look at the people on the streets of Chang’an.

Han Er is a well-known idler on the streets of Chang'an. He has been sleepy in spring recently. He just stays in his house, basking in the sun and catching lice. The pots and jars at home are as clean as water, and the wild sunflowers under the windowsill have been plucked to satisfy his hunger.

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On this day, he felt the emptiness in his belly and found nothing. There was no one to eat in the yard at home. Not even mice came around recently. He couldn't help but feel a little worried. At the moment, he was not thinking about ways to make money.

You can't starve to death! He smashed his mouth twice, walked around the smooth room twice, and went to find a jacket that he had changed out a month ago under the bed.

It was cold and warm, so there was no need to wear this jacket. Seeing that the collar of the jacket was decorated with two pieces of good sheepskin, Han Er nodded with satisfaction: after all, he still had some wealth! Then he picked up the jacket on his shoulders.

, swinging his arms, ready to go to the pawn shop to exchange for two coins.

When they came to the alley, they saw Li San, whom they were familiar with, happily holding a bamboo tube. There was also a dried lotus leaf bag with oil stains hanging on his arm. He staggered around and put his mouth to the bamboo tube from time to time.

After taking two sips, there was still a wet, shiny water trail hanging from the corner of my mouth.

Han Er was surprised. Li San was not as good as him on weekdays. He didn't even have a coat with full sleeves and collar. Where did he get the spare money? He actually bought food and wine in broad daylight! Could it be that he was a new guy in the city?

To make a living? How could he not know?

Han Er felt that his hunger was getting worse, so he couldn't help but move forward with hot eyes. Sure enough, he smelled the smell of alcohol, and his heart felt like a hundred cat's paws scratching at once. He couldn't help but salivate and ask: "Brother Li San, what's this?"

Where did you get rich?"

Li San grinned, crossed his arm and wiped the corner of his mouth on his sleeve, and said with rare generosity:

"You go too! At the Miaoxiang Building at the entrance of the market over there, there is a young man buying wine and food! It has been two days, why don't you know? It is said that my mother likes story books and loves lotus flowers.

In order to fulfill his filial piety, the young master specially booked the Miaoxiang Tower and only collected anecdotes and anecdotes related to lotus flowers.

"But if someone agrees, I'll treat you to wine and meat, and if you like it, I'll reward you with a piece of silver! I squeezed in and told you about the winter lotus blossoms at Mr. Qin's house, and sure enough, I gave it to you.

Give me food and wine. How can such a good thing come to you? You can exchange for this good food and wine with just your words!"

Mr. Qin's bowl of lotus blooms in winter? Han Er also knows it. That bowl of lotus was obviously cultivated in a greenhouse. What's so strange about blooming in winter? It can be exchanged for wine and meat?

Han Er was hit hard in his heart: Then what I know...

Li San was spraying wine foam from his mouth, and Han Er didn't even bother to wipe his face. He bowed his hands and thanked her, and walked straight to Miao Xiang Tower like a wheel greased with oil.

When I arrived at Deshikou, I saw a group of people from afar gathered around the entrance of Miaoxiang Building. A woman was squeezing out, clenching her hands into a fist to protect her heart. People around her immediately came forward. The woman opened her palms and looked at her in the sunlight.

There was a flash of silver light in the palm of my hand, and it was clear that I had obtained a piece of silver. From a distance, I could hear many people around me exclaiming loudly, "Ah!"

There is actually money!

That was Mrs. Zhang from Guihua Hutong. She traveled from house to house and used her clever words to please the women in the back house. She sold some hair oil and silk flowers to make a living. She must have heard about the ancients somewhere, so she bought them from the ancients.

My heart was exchanged for this money.

There were a bunch of people sitting on the streets on both sides of the restaurant, holding their chins or scratching their heads, all thinking hard.

Han Ersheng was afraid that the contents in his stomach would be dumped first, so he quickly tied the obstructive jacket around his waist and hurried forward more and more quickly. He rushed out of the crowd and pulled hard with both arms.

He used all his strength to force his way through the dense crowd, and squeezed his way to the door with all his might.

I saw a long table placed on the inside of the door. Most of the table was piled with bamboo tubes and lotus leaf bags, and a tempting aroma emanated from it - indeed there was wine and meat!

Li Sanzhen is an honest person!

The dozens of tables and chairs that were usually scattered in the lobby were all pushed aside, leaving only a bookcase and a bench in the middle of the hall.

Wang Wuzheng from Front Street finished a story about "the lotus fairy helping a scholar in need". He just got up from the bench and thanked a young man in Tsing Yi behind the desk.

This Wang Wu stuttered a bit when he spoke, and he had to say three or four sentences in one sentence. It was rare that the young master was so well-mannered - Han Er thought to himself when he saw the young master smiled and thanked him slightly.

Wang Wu took a bamboo tube and a dried lotus leaf bag from the waiter in front of the long table, held his head high and walked out happily.

Han Er's eyes were so eager that he couldn't bear it, and he didn't care that there were a few familiar people lined up behind Wang Wu. He rushed to the desk in two steps, opened his arm to protect the stool, and when the people behind him were stunned, his buttocks

After squeezing and squeezing, I had already rushed to sit down. After I sat down, I cupped my hand to the person behind me:

"Brothers, I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry, I'll give in, I'll give in! I'll treat you to a drink later."

Not looking at the darkening expressions on the faces of those idle men, Han Er quickly turned his head and smiled apologetically at the young master: "Sir, there is a lotus fairy coming to earth here. Not many people know about it. Even if others have heard of it,

I don't know the details, so I came here to tell you."

The young man looked to be in his early twenties, handsome and handsome, dressed in green clothes. He was not as fair and delicate as other young men in the academy. His eyes were particularly bright and lively, and he looked extremely calm despite his young age. Unfortunately, he was probably Hanchuang.

He had been studying so hard that there were some vertical lines between his eyebrows, and there were a few traces of frost on his temples. He smiled and nodded at Han Er, his dark brows relaxed, and suddenly he lost a bit of solemnity, and his face was full of warmth.

, it’s really refreshing.
Chapter completed!