Wine was not cheap in the Sui Dynasty, especially wine from the Western Regions.
Things are more valuable when they are rare.
Two jugs of wine and three plates of dried fruits cost two hundred and fifty yuan.
A bottle of wine costs a hundred dollars. No wonder the diners here are from good backgrounds. Common people really can't afford to drink this wine.
Fortunately, Xu Jing was carrying a bag on his shoulder, which contained four or five coins, so he was not strapped for cash.
After checking out and going out, there was still half an hour before the appointment time with Chen Shuyi, so Yang Ming took Xu Jing to visit the night market directly.
During this period, a pickpocket came to touch Xu Jing's trousers. Yang Ming noticed it and punched the pickpocket in the lower abdomen. The latter was in pain and fell to the ground with his back arched and couldn't recover for a long time.
Don't think that since Daxing is Kyoto, public security will be very good.
In fact, according to the Feng Shui layout of Daxing City, except for Jiuer, where the nobles are located, and Jiuwu, where Xuanduguan and Daxingshan Temple are located, the security in other places is poor.
Of course, I won’t talk about the palace city in September 1st and the imperial city in September 2nd.
What does this mean? Yang Ming is a little confused. Could it be that Dugu Jialuo's decision can be changed?
After Yang Ming was silent for a moment, he nodded in the darkness.
What can you do that Yang Su can't do? Are you more patient than Yang Su?
Or do you think Dugu Jialuo is easy to talk to?
What does this mean? Is this girl attracted to me?
Yang Ming couldn't help but said: "Then what else can we say?"
No. What did I do wrong to cause you to have this illusion? Yang Ming said:
But I didn't expect it to happen so quickly or in such a secretive way.
Dugu Jialuo glanced at Alou next to him, who walked down the steps, took the brocade box in Yang Yin's hand, opened it, examined it, and held it in front of Dugu Jialuo.
Yang Ming has now begun to look forward to what method Yang Yinjiang will use to persuade Dugu.
In an instant, the ice and snow on Yang Yinjiang's face melted, and she smiled: "Let me just say, I have always felt that you are interested in me."
Dugu Jialuo reached out and picked up the mirror and looked at it.
No way. I'm only twelve years old. Although I don't deny that I'm very attractive, I haven't developed well yet.
Yang Ming smiled and said: "You want to be my concubine?"
The further we walked in, the quieter the surroundings became, and the bustling sounds outside the alley became less and less audible.
There is no doubt that Yang Yinjiang is a woman with a very independent personality. As long as she dares to try to change Dugu Jialuo's mind, she knows that this woman's resourcefulness and courage are definitely the best choice.
In the afternoon, he met Yang Yinjiang at a jewelry store in the city. The latter gave him a look. Yang Ming knew at that time that the other party would definitely look for him.
Yang Yinjiang thought for a moment, then shrugged playfully:
"I don't want to guess this time," Yang Yinjiang shook her head: "I want to hear what you have to say."
Yang Ming frowned and said, "Since you know the risks are high, why do you still choose to do this?"
"Stop talking." Dugu Jialuo raised his hand to interrupt him and sneered:
"Let her come and let me meet this courageous and brave woman for a while."
"No!" Yang Yinjiang smiled slyly: "I guessed that you were willing, but I also knew that you were powerless, so I came to you tonight to tell you that I have a way to reverse the situation."
She knelt on her knees, holding a brocade box high with both hands. Although her face was lowered, you could still see bruises from being slapped on her beautiful face.
"Wait for me outside," Yang Ming told Xu Jing and walked towards the depths of the dark alley.
"Only the devil knows."
There is a poem on each side of the mirror. Judging from the handwriting, it should be written by two people.
Half an hour later, Yang Yinjiang, who had been waiting outside the imperial city, entered Yong'an Palace under the guidance of the guards.
After saying that, Yang Yinjiang clenched her cloak and Yang Ming passed by.
Dugu Jialuojialu frowned and glanced at the contents of the box, then put the beads aside.
Yang Yinjiang held her hands up and said respectfully: "My little girl has something, please take a look at it."
Dugu Jialuo frowned, she had already guessed the origin of this mirror.
This girl is so thoughtful!
Is she alluding to being caught in a dilemma between Zhao'er and Ming'er?
She fell in love with Ming'er, but I assigned her to Zhao'er. Does she think it's difficult to be a good person?
So Yang Ming asked curiously: "What can you do?"
After the morning court, Yang Su came to Yong'an Palace to ask for an audience. Dugu Jialuo wiped his hands with a soaked silk scarf, then fiddled with her string of Buddhist beads, looked at the shivering Yang Su in the audience and said:
After seeing Yang Ming approaching, Mr. Cui whispered, "Your Highness, follow me", then turned around and led the way.
After turning through several alleys, they came to the entrance of an alley.
Yang Ming said directly: "Since we are old acquaintances, you should have guessed it."
Yang Ming stopped and said with a smile: "You are quite cautious."
But based on Yang Ming's understanding of her and knowing that she is not the kind of person who talks big,
Looking at the other person's leaving figure, Yang Ming felt that he could not see through her more and more.
To be precise, it was a broken mirror that was split into two pieces but then forged back together.
It's sad, but it's true,
A cold snort came from Yang Yinjiang's mouth, and she said coldly:
What Yang Su said was half true and half false. Beat Yang Yinjiang to death? He definitely wouldn't, but it was true that he almost died of anger.
"I don't want to," Yang Yinjiang shook her head stubbornly.
Dugu Jialu put away his contempt and began to seriously examine the girl in front of him.
There were more than ten casual guards guarding the outside of the alley, and no one was allowed to approach the alley.
"Am I arrogantly asking you to meet?" Yang Yinjiang said with a frosty face: "What are you going to do about Yang Zhao and me?"
In layman's terms, public security is better as you go north in Daxing City, and worse as you go south.
"It's a secret now, you will know in a few days,"
This middle-aged man's surname seems to be Cui, but I don't know what his name is, but he is Yang Yinjiang's bodyguard.
At this time, Yang Ming suddenly saw a familiar face looking towards him on the street, then he frowned and walked towards that person.
This person was here in casual clothes and nodded to Yang Ming, obviously something was wrong.
Well, if you don’t choose Yang Zhao, why don’t you choose Yang Ming? Are you a demented child like your father?
"She wants to see me?" Dugu Jialuo asked.
Although Yang Ming didn't want to admit it, to be honest, if any noble lady had to choose between him and Yang Zhao, no one would choose him.
Is this girl really attracted to me?
"I'm just asking you, are you willing to let me be your concubine? We are old acquaintances, so tell the truth."
In the alley, a sigh sounded, and Yang Yinjiang lowered her head and said: "It seems that you don't have any plans. I am just being sentimental."
Dugu Jialuo looked at the bold little girl in front of him and said with a smile:
"Since you want to see me, you must think that you can make me change my mind. The reason why I want to see you is to let you know that no one can make me take my life back."
Yang Ming frowned and said, "Miss Yang doesn't like the arrangement of the Holy Queen?"
Inside the brocade box is a mirror.
Not to mention a place like Xishi, where Hu and Han are mixed, it is the worst among the worst.
Cui also stopped here and raised his hand to invite Yang Ming to come in.
"Then what? That's what you came to see me to know?"
If this girl is the main wife, she will be another Dugu Jialuo.
"Threatening to die? Haha, such a fierce woman is really rare,"
After walking about 50 meters, in the darkness, a figure slowly turned around. Except for half of his fair face, Yang Yinjiang's entire body was covered in a wide black cloak.
Yang Surui stood upright and said with a humble expression: "At that time, I wanted to beat her to death with my own hands, but I felt that I couldn't explain it to the Holy Queen and His Highness King Jin. In the dilemma, I had to come to ask for the Holy Queen's will."
He knew who was waiting for him.
Yang Yinjiang suddenly said with a serious face: "I want you to understand that if I want to accomplish this, I will take great risks. I hope you will not treat me poorly in the future."
Yang Su hurriedly knelt down and said: "I know this is deeply offensive, but my unfilial daughter once said: Only the Holy Queen can make her give up."
The poem on the right is: Why are there so many changes today? The new officials dare not laugh or cry against the old officials. This proves that it is difficult to be a good person.
The poem on the left is: The mirror goes away with the person, and the mirror returns to the person but never returns. The shadow of Chang'e is no longer there, and the bright moon shines in the empty space.
"Is this why you asked to see me today?"
Suddenly, she realized that she too was in a dilemma.
Yang Zhao and Yang Ming are both her direct grandsons. If this woman dares to take such a risk to meet her, could it be that she and Qilin'er have already made an agreement.
Doesn't Qilin'er want to hate me?
After Dugu Jialuo pondered for a while, he said calmly: "You can choose between dying or marrying Zhao'er."
The expression on Yang Yinjiang's face did not change at all, she just kowtowed heavily and said:
"The daughter of the people asks the Holy Queen to grant her death."