Chapter 490: "Browsing Bee" (Part 1)

There are many customers in Sulili Factory, but before the New Year, there are even more traffic and pedestrians.

Today is the 28th day of the 12th lunar month. Cao Shuo took his wife back to the door, and the wedding shed in Cao's mansion has been demolished.

It has been a month since Zhiran entered Beijing. Cao Yong had been working in the yamen before. After the seal, he was still busy with the affairs of the mansion these days and could not get rid of it. Zhiran was mostly accompanied by Mr. Zhuang, and as an old friend, he was a little embarrassed.

Today, Cao Yong went to the front yard to look for Zhiran and went out of the mansion with him to take a walk.

I originally wanted to go to Xishan to watch the snow, after all, there is the scene of "Xishan Snow" among the "Eight Scenerys in Yanjing". However, it just happened to have a few snowfalls in the twelfth lunar month, but by mid-to-late month, there were fewer ones.

In addition, the weather has been sunny recently, and the remaining snow on the ground has melted almost the same.

Even if the temperature in the mountains is lower than that in the capital, there is no new snow, and the scenery is limited. Therefore, Cao Yong and Zhiran did not leave the city and only searched for places to visit the city.

Before leaving the mansion, Cao Yong went to Rongyuan to invite Mr. Zhuang to go with him.

Mr. Zhuang drank a little too much yesterday, and was suffering from a hangover, so he didn't come out, so he let Cao Yong and Zhiran take it alone.

Mr. Zhuang had already taken Zhiran to a lot of the scenery in the city. Cao Yong asked about it and knew that he had not been to Liulichang before, so he took Zhiran to Liulichang.

He had asked the butler to ask the tailor to sew winter clothes for Zhiran, so Zhiran did not wear Cao Yong's clothes anymore. He wore a blue monk's robe and a hooded windbreaker of the same color on the outside, which looked very refreshing.

Although the windbreaker looks like a fine cloth material, it is wrapped in a good leather material, so it is extremely warm.

Cao Yong wore a plain satin robe and a fur vest on the outside, looking like a handsome nobleman.

Cao Yong only brought Xiaoman, Wei Hei, Zhang Yi, Zhao Tong and others to ride out. The horses were all stopped at the intersection of the street and allowed people to see them. The group of people walked around Liulichang.

Seeing many people taking their children out to buy New Year’s goods on the street, Cao Yong remembered several children in the mansion. Because it was cold outside, the children were young and dared not bring them out. This time, they had to buy some toys for them to go back.

Tianhui is still young, and Niu Niu is a little girl. Fortunately, the other little boys are about to reach the age of naughty.

His eyes, in addition to looking at the calligraphy on both sides of the road, fell on the small stalls selling miscellaneous items.

Zhiran is a monk after all, and he can only scan the antique calligraphy and paintings, and he will focus more on Buddha statues, rosary, and some ancient scriptures.

Xiaoman used twenty copper plates on the street. He bought a small bag of candy melons and started with Cao Yong and Zhiran.

neither Cao Yong nor Zhiran liked to eat sweet foods, so he waved his hands with a smile; Wei Hei and others looked at the bright and cute sugar melon, so they picked one of them and delivered it to their mouths.

Xiaoman held the remaining candy melon and picked a green one from it and ate it.

Speaking of which, Xiaoman was also grown up when Wei Hei watched him grow up.

Seeing that he was so old and still childish, Wei Hei smiled and said, "You will be nineteen the next year. You are the one who is your father in this year. Didn't you nag you and ask you to marry a wife and have a baby soon?"

Speaking of the matter of marrying a wife, Xiaoman blushed and said with a smile: "What's the hurry? Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhao is now in his twenties, so he thought about kissing me. I want to be more comfortable for a few years!" At the end of the day, he looked at Zhang Yi and Zhao Tong, shook his head, and said: "The two of you are going to be tied up in the house!"

Zhang Yi was amused when he heard this, and patted him on the forehead and said, "What's this? I haven't heard that you can't leave the house if you marry a wife. But you, honestly, are you still a boy? Tell me, I'll take you there one day. I can't guarantee that you can earn a small ingot back."

In one sentence, Wei Hei and Zhao Tong both laughed.

Xiaoman blushed with shame. He stretched his chest hard, raised his chin and said, "You don't look down on others so much. I have been traveling around the world for a long time than you. What's the matter? Even the flower wine on the Qinhuai River has been drunk back then."

Zhang Yi looked at him with a slanted eyes, but he just didn't believe it.

Xiaoman was so angry that he couldn't do anything. His eyes rolled, and he said with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Zhang is a regular guest of the hall. I want to show off with Sister Xiyun."

Zhang Yi and Xiyun's marriage had been decided, but because the mansion was busy organizing Cao Song and Cao Shuo's marriage before the New Year, he didn't care about him. He had already asked someone to find a day and arranged the wedding before the Lantern Festival.

After hearing Xiaoman's words, Zhang Yi froze, pinched his right fist with his left hand, laughed twice, and said, "Master Man, it seems that we two are so close!"

Xiaoman had already turned sideways behind Wei Hei, poked his head out, and said with a smile: "If Brother Zhang wants to gesture, I will ask Uncle Wei or Master Zheng to help you. It's amazing!"

Seeing that he found a backer, Zhang Yi had no choice but to deal with him, he pretended to bow and said, "Master Man, please spare me! The little one will never dare... never dare..."

Seeing that he was giving in, Xiaoman was secretly proud, so he heard him say behind him: "...I will never dare to laugh at Mr. Man as a boy!"

Xiaoman jumped straight into anger, glared at Zhang Yi, walked forward a few steps, and said to Cao Yong: "Uncle, it's amazing, Zhang Yi is so fucking, he's not serious!"

Cao Yong and Zhiran were standing side by side, listening to everyone teasing Xiaoman, they didn't take it seriously.

Seeing that Xiaoman couldn't say anything about Zhang Yi, he stopped, turned around, and smiled and said to Zhang Yi: "Don't be proud, be careful that someone will pay you a debt!"

Zhang Yi laughed twice and said, "Don't worry, uncle, let alone you have not passed the door, even if you pass the door, there is no reason why women ride on men's heads!"

Seeing that although he was speaking with a tough attitude, Cao Yong showed some uneasiness on his face, he smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

Seeing Zhang Yi like this, Xiaoman was resentful and grimaced at him, saying, "Since Mr. Zhang is not afraid, then I will tell Sister Xiyun tomorrow! Not only the mature girl in the hall, but also the little widow who sells wontons!"

Zhang Yi hurriedly smiled and said, "Brother Xiaoman, how can we be so unkind? How can we pass it into the ears of women when we speak?"

Seeing that they were quarreling, Cao Yong ignored them and said to Wei Hei: "Brother Wei, it's rare for us to take a walk on the street. Don't forget to buy some things for my sister-in-law. It's the New Year."

Wei Hei nodded and smiled, "I know, young master. Lao Hei is also thinking that if he sees bracelets, hairpins, etc., it will be easier for her to buy two pieces for her. It will be better for her to finish the whole year..." Before he finished speaking, he changed his face and said anxiously: "Young master, little master..."

Seeing that Wei Hei looked wrong, Cao Yong quickly turned around to search for Zhiran, but was not in front of him. He had already walked more than ten steps away. In order to avoid the galloping carriage, he fell on the side of the road.

Cao Yong quickly stepped forward. Zhang Yi, Xiaoman and others didn't bother to quarrel and followed closely behind.

I heard a "wow" cry coming from under Zhiran. It turned out that when the carriage was galloping over, a child happened to be on the road. Zhiran saw it and pulled the child away. However, he did not rush to dodge and was almost hit by the carriage.

The child was only four or five years old, and got up from the ground and cried with tears.

There was a pool of red blood on the ground. Cao Yong was shocked.

The child stood up and was left with no injuries except for soil, so the blood was naturally on Zhiran's body.

Seeing that the child was crying violently, Zhiran picked up the half-fire that he had just dropped to the ground, blew it and was covered with soil on it, and sent it back to the child.

The child took half of the fire and burned it. Looking at Zhiran's sleeves, which were penetrated by blood, he cried louder and louder.

The child's mother was buying Spring Festival couplets at a stall not far away. Because she was illiterate, she begged the merchant to read a few of them, but she didn't notice that the child was missing.

When she heard the crying, she realized that something was wrong. She rushed over and saw her son crying at a young monk.

She hurriedly rushed forward, protecting her son behind her, looked at Zhiran suspiciously, and asked, "Why are you so arrogant, you bully children, and you are not ashamed?"

Zhiran smiled faintly and disdained to defend himself.

The pedestrians watching the fun were still watching the fun and said, "Why don't this sister-in-law know what's going on? If this master hadn't helped you, your son would have been hit by a car."

The one said, "I saved your kid's life, why don't you kowtow quickly."

The woman was stunned for a moment and came to her senses. She looked at the blood on the ground and was shocked. She squatted down, looked at the child carefully, and asked if there was any pain in the area.

Seeing that her son was not hurt, she knew that she had been rude just now and hurriedly wanted to lean over to Xie Zhiran.

Seeing that Zhiran had blood on his sleeve, the woman spoke in surprise and touched her wallet to get a new year's goods. The word "Thank you" came to her mouth, but she couldn't say it.

Cao Yong looked at Zhiran's arm, worried about his injury, and was too lazy to pay attention to others, and said, "Is this rubbing? Hurry up, let's find a doctor." After that, he remembered the carriage that caused the accident, and turned around and looked around.

Because there were too many lively places here, the road was blocked, and the carriage was also stranded here.

The city is moving rapidly, whose carriage is so rampant?

Looking at the Zhulun carriage surrounded by guards, Cao Yong felt a little surprised. Which royal palace is from? It looks very familiar?

However, he felt extremely unlucky. Since there was a difference in identity, it seemed that he would not be able to seek justice directly for Zhiran. He could not suffer this loss in vain. He had to teach this person some lesson.

As he was thinking, Cao Yong heard someone step forward and leaned over and said, "Mr. Cao, our prince, please come and speak."

Sure enough, the prince was sitting in the car, but I don’t know which prince’s mansion came from?

Cao Yong turned to Wei Hei and said, "Look at the nearest clinic and find a doctor for the little monk first."

Wei Hei responded, and Cao Yong said to the person who came, "Which prince is in the car?"

The visitor leaned over and replied, "Our master is a prince with an iron hat, but his name is not something we are slaves."

There were several iron-hat princes in the Qing Dynasty, among which the only county princes were Ping and Shuncheng.

It seems that the car is Mububa, the prince of Shuncheng.

No wonder Cao Yong looked familiar with the carriage. A few years ago, during the epidemic, Mububa took the carriage and wanted to break into the city gate, but was encountered by Cao Yong.

While talking, Cao Yong had already followed the person to the carriage.

Mububa stretched out a hand, picked up the curtain of the car, and looked into the crowd without even noticed Cao Yong when he came to his eyes.

Seeing Mububa squinted his eyes, Cao Yong looked something wrong on his face. He looked along his gaze and landed on Zhiran.

At this time, I heard someone in the car say, "Good Prince, who are you looking at? I can't bear to look at it!"

Mububa seemed to have not heard of it, and he was still looking at him with his neck. An arm had already climbed onto his shoulder, and someone heard someone angrily say, "Prince..."

In front of the carriage, Cao Yong remembered the prince in the carriage with a "famous reputation". When he heard the man in the carriage speaking in a slight manner, he felt that his hair was about to rise.

He knew that the little monk was handsome, but he didn't expect that he would be targeted by a man.

Before, Mr. Zhuang joked in private that he could no longer take the young monk to the front door to listen to the opera, so as to avoid causing trouble, and Cao Yong still regarded it as a joke. Now it seems that he really can't meet something that is not open to his eyes.

Cao Yong felt disgusted, but he had to bite the bullet and whisper, saying, "The little Cao Yong pays me a blessing to the prince!"

Hearing Cao Yong's movement, Mububa saw him reaching his eyes, reluctantly retracted his gaze, asked someone to hit the car curtain, and said with a smile: "It's Xiao Cao Yong. I haven't seen you for a while, so why don't I go around my palace?"

Since the 24th National Day of the Twelfth Day, it has only been three or four days. It has been a long time since it was just a matter of nothing to say.

Cao Yong also responded a few words, thinking about finding a question and leaving quickly. It is better to keep a distance from this prince.
Chapter completed!