"The little barbarian girl is quite willing to go out."
As soon as Yelu Yueli returned to the yard where the house in Zongsheng Palace was located, he saw the old Taoist priest eating a persimmon cake while smiling contemptuously.
"Isn't it just to save your life?" Yelu Yueli looked so naturally.
"No moral integrity." The old Taoist priest remembered something and felt a little depressed inexplicably. "You little barbarians are like this. Unlike some people in the Tang Dynasty, they have to do something even if they know they will die."
Yelu Yueli shook his head and said, "There are also such people in the Uighurs, but there are not as many people in the Tang Dynasty. But the Uighurs in total are not as many people in the Tang Dynasty, and many people don't have that many ideas."
Old Master Chongqian was not interested in quarreling with her about this. He looked her up and down and suddenly couldn't help laughing again, "You just want to show off your appearance and ask him if he wants his wife? Not to mention turning dark green, even if you change color every day and a flower grows on your head, he will not look down on you, right? Is you a Hu girl? He should have seen Hu girl many times outside the pass, and he doesn't even have any freshness, right?"
Yelu Yueli was not angry at all and said seriously: "You can't just look at the appearance in everything. I'm so handsome and live a good life."
"puff!"
Old Master Chong Qian originally chewed a persimmon cake with relish, but when he heard this, he sprayed out the persimmon cake in his mouth.
The four-eared black cat was having a straight laugh. It turned up its belly and made a sound like laughter.
"You stupid thing, you are still laughing."
The old Taoist priest Chongqian immediately pointed at it and scolded, "I don't know if you have been used by someone? She is here with a sloppy face. Isn't she just want to see what your attitude towards me, the junior brother? You can't just hide away when she comes. You are so stupid that I don't want to scold you."
The four-eared black cat froze.
Yelu Yueli waved at it, "Do you want to stay by his side, but are afraid that others in Chang'an City will find out that you have something to do with him? It's okay, next time I go to see him, I will wear my big black robe. Don't worry, my big black robe can be isolated from the breath. As long as I wear that big black robe, Master Xuanqing will not see me walking in Chang'an. When I go to see him, you should hide in my big black robe and go together."
The four-eared black cat was immediately excited and gestured to tell you that the cat would be handed over to you.
Chong Qian snorted and cursed again, "Silly."
Yelu Yueli asked seriously, "Senior, you said I don't have any color, so what do you Tangren think is the best color?"
"My grass!" Old Taoist Chong Qian felt a sudden stern. He felt that this goddess was really playing.
If he becomes a Chang'an man who can't refuse, wouldn't Gu Shiwu have another layer of peach blossom disaster?
He immediately shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Yelu Yueli was not at all confused. She turned to look at the Siered Black Cat and said, "What do you want to eat today?"
The four-eared black cat gestured.
Yelu Yueli laughed and said, "Or cut fish fillets?"
The four-eared demon cat nodded violently.
Master Chongqian looked at the man and cat, finished half of the persimmon cake in his hand, and said, "What a black robe, why don't you sway around Chang'an City, so that everyone in Chang'an City will know that the new master of this black cat is you."
Yelu Yueli looked at the Sierra Black Cat, and did not turn to look at the old Taoist, but just said quietly, "But I am very risky like this. I was with you before, and I could see clearly whether Gu Shiwu was the one I think. You use me to testify to him and officially enter the Taoist ancestry of the Sect Holy Palace. In this way, neither of us owes anyone, but now I will help you do this, and you owe me more."
The old Taoist priest had no displeasure on his face this time. He just looked at Yelu Yueli calmly and said, "From today on, as long as I live, I will not let you die in the hands of others. I should not owe you this?"
Yelu Yueli nodded, then waved to the Sierra Black Cat, "Come on, let me rub it."
The four-eared black cat rolled his eyes and grinned at her.
It means I can follow you and act. If you treat me as a normal cat, then I won’t be happy.
...
People in Chang'an City call the day before New Year's Eve Little New Year's Eve.
The huge empire was surrounded by countless invisible energy that mortals could not see, and on this day, it showed a prosperous atmosphere composed of countless lively moments.
In addition to the fragrance of wine and meat, there are also crowds of people.
Many wanderers who went out have returned to this largest majestic city in the world.
Half an hour before lunch, several stoves in Mingyue Train Pavilion had already spewed out of the fire tongues, and the ingredients of large pots were lined up outside the kitchen like soldiers lined up.
Gao Jue, who was candied haws in one hand and rattled in the other hand, followed Lan Yufeng into the Mingyue Hall. When he saw the smiling Gu Liubai, he shouted, "Good man."
Gu Liubai smiled and said, "Hello, Brother Gao."
Gao Jue was obviously having fun all the way. He grinned and said, "Okay." Then he said seriously: "Good man, Chen Tu said he wouldn't come today, he can't come."
Gu Liubai was slightly stunned and asked, "What is he busy with?"
Gao Jue said: "He killed pigs."
Gu Liubai immediately laughed, but then came to his senses. Gao Jue was definitely not a joke, but before, because he always joked that Chen Tu could only kill pigs when he came to Chang'an, so Chen Tu was quite taboo about killing pigs, and he was unwilling to listen to the word "killing pigs". But today, he actually went to kill pigs?
"Why, why did he kill a pig?" he couldn't help asking.
"He is killing pigs." Gao Jue looked at Gu Liubai and laughed. He just laughed loudly, unable to tell what was going on.
Lan Yufeng helped explain: "The neighbors in Chen Tu and his team are doing pig-killing vegetables today. He was called to help. He probably had to eat there at noon and evening, so he couldn't get there.
Gu Liubai laughed even more and said, "I just said he has the potential to kill pigs. Aunt Lan, I'm right. In the future, we will also look for him to kill pigs in Yankangfang."
Lan Yufeng laughed as she heard this, "Then he probably wants to turn against you."
While he was talking, Yin Shiniang came over with a handful of melon seeds in her hand.
When he saw Gu Liubai, Yin Shiniang turned a stern face and said, "Gu Shiwu, the last time the roasted goods store was a black store."
"??" Gu Liubai thought a lot about it and didn't turn around for a while. "Which company?"
Yin Shiniang said, "It's the roasted store selling sweet and cold melon seeds."
When Gu Liubai heard the three words "Sweet and Cold" taste, he immediately remembered it. He said curiously: "Why is the store black? Isn't the business particularly popular? Li Xizhi seems to have found someone to get a pack for you."
Yin Shiniang said in a deep voice, "The melon seeds are not delicious, I don't know what spices I added, and I still get angry after eating them. I later asked inquiries and found that many of the people in the roasted shop were hired by the shopkeeper. Half of the melon seeds sold were actually gone through the door behind and returned to the store."
Gu Liubai was stunned, "This shopkeeper's business is good, he is well aware of the principle of being a rare product."
Yin Shiniang's face became even more gloomy, "I feel uncomfortable when I eat it. It is definitely even worse for others to eat too much. I have to eat something wrong. Please help me fix this black store, otherwise I will teach them a lesson by myself."
"Why do you want to do it?" Gu Liubai thought of Zhou Lu'er's rats again. He smiled and said, "It's okay, you will go to the show tomorrow to make them unable to do business in the New Year. Reflect on it."
Yin Shiniang's face looked better, and then she said, "The maid Hongxiu, the wife of the Zheng family you mentioned last time, has finished the matter, she has chosen Jiang Bitch as her disciple."
Gu Liubai was happy: "Jiang Ziyan? It's pretty good."
He knew that there were probably few arrogant swordsmen in Chang'an who could withstand Yin Shiniang's temperament of eating melon seeds.
However, what he didn't expect was that Yin Shiniang continued, "But Jiang Bitch refused."
"?" Gu Liubai was stunned.
Yin Shiniang said, "Jiang Bitch did it on purpose. She said that Hongxiu was not qualified and said that Hongxiu was a Zheng family's death soldier. I guess many methods could not teach her. She also said to Hongxiu, "If you hide the teaching methods like this, how can the disciples taught better than those taught by others? Anyway, she is better at ridiculing people with sweet words than me, so she secretly told me to let me eat melon seeds on the side and not talk. Then she talked to Hongxiu, and Hongxiu was so furious that she was so angry that she was talking about. Anyway, she was told to find a friend of herself. Xie Hong, a famous swordsman from the Bahe Sword Field, came to teach Hua Linyi together."
"Hua Linyi?" Gu Liubai said suspiciously, "Why has it become the Teaching Hua Linyi again?"
Yin Shiniang knew that she spoke so well that Gu Liubai didn't understand.
So she pondered for a moment and reorganized the language and said, "Jiang Bitch deliberately provoked Hongxiu, saying that Hongxiu could not beat me. Not only was her cultivation worse than me, but her vision and courage were far inferior to me. Therefore, the disciples she trained were even more powerful than the disciples I trained. Even if she found a few famous teachers to teach, she would not be able to beat my disciples."
Gu Liubai now understood, "So Hongxiu was so angry that he wanted to choose someone to teach Hua Linyi and then defeat Jiang Ziyan. Jiang Ziyan meant that you must teach her now."
Yin Shiniang nodded and said, "So Jiang bitch has been playing for a long time, but she actually wants me to teach her."
Gu Liubai smiled, "I am worthy of being a bitch in Jiang. If I had to choose a teacher, I would definitely choose the best one."
Yin Shiniang glanced at him, "Maybe she just planned to be with you often, so she would take the opportunity to practice swords with you often."
Gu Liubai was speechless.
Yin Shiniang paused and said, "I have something serious."
Gu Liubai immediately became serious.
Yin Shiniang said, "Long Po just said that she sensed that a powerful eighth-grade monk was entering Chang'an from Chunming Gate. If you think it is necessary, you can ask someone to check it out. What powerful figures have come in from Chunming Gate today."
Gu Liubai immediately frowned deeply, "Are you entering the city at this time?"
Yin Shiniang nodded and said, "Long Po guessed that when I told you about this, this person was almost at the gate of the city. Whether he was entering the city or already entering Chunyang Gate, it was almost at this time."
Gu Liubai took a deep breath and asked seriously, "Can Luang Po sense the movements of other eight-level practitioners?"
Yin Shiniang said, "Overall eight-level practitioners cannot, but some of them have been in the eighth level for a long time, and the true energy accumulated in their bodies is particularly powerful, and some supernatural powers are particularly powerful, involving powerful energy, or similar to the methods she practices, she can sense it."
After pausing, she thought for a while and said, "Anyway, depending on what Luang Po meant, this person is at least stronger than the eighth grades in Chang'an City than half of the people. She is probably about the same as Xiao Zhenwei, the leader of Canglang Sword Sect."
Gu Liubai took a breath and air conditioner, "Isn't that ranked in the top three and four? Maybe it's better than you?"
Yin Shiniang had no trouble at all, but said in a realistic manner, "It should be possible that she is a little better than me. She can't sense what is much worse than me."
"Can she sense the eighth grade next to the Uighur goddess?" Gu Liubai asked immediately.
Yin Shiniang said, "I didn't mention it deliberately. I guess that person is just like that. He shouldn't be able to beat me."
Gu Liubai couldn't help looking to the east.
Chunyang Gate is the city gate close to Dongshi.
...
The closer it is to the end of the year, the stricter the inspection of Chang'an city gates will be.
No one wants to make an accident during the New Year. If you make a mistake accidentally, you will be punished much more severely in the New Year than usual.
During the six or seven days near New Year's Eve, the city gate guards will change to the most experienced personnel.
Outside each city gate were wandering some dark hills in casual clothes.
These people will observe the people on the road in advance to see if there are some suspicious ones and need to be investigated in a key way.
A man in his fifties approached Chunyang Gate at this time.
He was wearing very ordinary coarse cloth clothes, his hair was gray, and there were wrinkles on his eyes and forehead.
His expression was also very peaceful, without any rebelliousness, and his eyes did not look like the divine light that was unique to practitioners.
His face was not unique, and he looked honest and gave people the feeling of an ordinary craftsman who rushed back to Chang'an to celebrate the New Year.
Even those dark hills who were wandering outside the city gate had a very vicious vision, they didn't think that this person was anything special, and they didn't think that this person had to focus on investigating them.
However, when it was his turn to submit the pass certificate, he took out a waist card.
This waist card is red and gold, with no text on it, only one dragon.
The moment he saw this waist sign, the faces of several checked city gate guards changed. He immediately bowed to the man without saying anything. Then a general from the city gate guard came over and led the man to a carriage in the open space behind the city gate.
The man got on the carriage and then calmly talked about a place to go.
The carriageman didn't say anything, but just drove silently towards the place he was talking about.
When this man entered the city, Master Xuanqing, who was walking slowly in the Dacien Temple, stopped.
He also slowly turned around and looked at the direction of Chunyang Gate.
At this time, there was a very old and very big pomegranate tree beside him.
The pomegranates hanging on the pomegranate tree have not been picked, and have turned into black and shriveled fruits.
However, between Master Xuanqing and the person who entered the city, some kind of vitality fluctuation seemed to be inexplicably brought about. These dead fruits vibrated slightly, and there was even a strange mist on the surface, gradually condensed into more than ten crystal beads.
...
The Sixth Prince quietly flipped through a list of books in his hand, looking at the annotations behind each name on the list, his brows frowned unconsciously.
In order to find out the seventh uncle who was hiding in the palace that Xie Wan mentioned, he chose the stupidest and most time-consuming approach.
He ordered the group of people left to him to collect and organize information about all the men of appropriate age who worked in the palace or often walked in the palace, from the age of more than 20 years old to over 60 years old.
Xie Wan’s seventh uncle must be older than Xie Wan.
However, even though he used such the stupidest and most time-consuming method, he analyzed and investigated the men in the palace one by one, but still found no significant suspicion.
When his heart was getting irritated, a faint fragrance suddenly smelled from his nose.
He moved his heart and pushed open the window of the study, and saw that a plum blossom outside the window had indeed bloomed.
When he was not loved by the emperor, several of his strategists were talking to him in the study, one of them proposed to poach the plum blossom.
The word plum is the same as the word "mildew", and I don't know what kind of plum blossom this is, but it often blooms during the Chinese New Year and the flowers are plain white. This counselor feels very ominous.
But the Sixth Prince did not follow the advice of this counselor. He felt that in times of encounter, he could not take his anger on such things that could not be spoken or moved.
What's more, this plum blossom has been here for longer than he has been here in this world.
How could he blame him for his bad luck?
Later, he became more and more unpleasant in front of the emperor, and the strategists also made other plans to leave him.
Only this plum blossom blooms better and better every year, and the fragrance seems to be quieter and higher every year.
Today, what surprised the Sixth Prince was that in previous years, the plum blossoms had white petals and white stamens, but the plum blossoms that bloomed this year had red.
The white petals and red stamens are like the face of a girl with pink makeup.
At this time, the Sixth Prince often lived in the deep palace and did not interact with the outside world. He did not have a woman he liked. When he saw this flower, a girl he married from Tubo appeared in his mind.
He sighed inexplicably.
I don’t know that this girl who has restored her energy is now in Tubo.
...
"Brother Chen, I can't tell! You have the strength, such a big pig, you can easily hold it down."
"Shopkeeper Chen doesn't just have the strength, and it's very stable to poke a knife and bleed. Lao Guo, it's not that I'm talking about you. Last year, you wasted most of the basin. It was useless to prepare so much sauerkraut."
"Haha, my waist is not good. Brother Chen has been working hard for business these days, but he doesn't have to worry about his waist. Just look at his waist strength."
"Haha, come on, have a drink. Eat this braised intestines while it's hot. After a while, a layer of white oil on it will be cold and you won't be able to eat it."
There are more than thirty square tables in a large yard in Qunxianfang, which is very lively.
Most of the people living in Qunxianfang are businessmen.
In the past dynasties, merchants were the last of the four people, including scholars, farmers, workers and merchants. However, by the Tang Dynasty and by now, businessmen who were doing a prosperous business and had a considerable income had improved their status a lot. Rich businessmen with large wallets of money were held by others when they walked to Chang'an.
However, after all, it was only one or two generations of people who were bullied in the past. The neighbors in this yard were more united, and many customs during the Chinese New Year have been preserved.
For example, killing New Year pigs during the Chinese New Year.
Which owners in the yard have good income this year? There is no need for the neighbors to recommend them. They discussed with Fangzheng and arranged them one by one. They started slaughtering pigs and sheep from the New Year Eve. The neighbors took turns eating each family, and often had to eat after the Lantern Festival.
After eating this New Year, everyone in Qunxianfang would gain weight. When they walked out, their faces were blushing, as rich as those who were officials in the court.
Chen Tu had such a lively New Year before.
And he never thought that even if he helped kill a pig, he could attract applause from the whole neighbor.
Just kill a pig.
In fact, even if the pig is twice as fat, if it weren't for the people here who are afraid that he can easily hold the pig alone, and then slaughter it easily, without wasting a drop of blood.
He killed so many fugitives from the Tang Dynasty and committed evil bandits, but he did not feel the treatment of a hero.
The result is now very good, and he instantly became a hero in a shop.
People from one table after another came to toast.
The pig-killing dish in Qunxianfang is made to make it live. Prepare the braised ingredients first and then put the pig into the water.
The first ones on the plate are pig hearts, pig livers, and pig intestines.
As a result, he had just eaten two pieces of pork liver and one piece of pig intestine, and he was already a little dizzy when he drank it.
In a trance, he felt a strange look at him.
He turned his head and was slightly stunned.
The one who looked at him was Yuan Xiuxiu, the widow of the Feng family.
Today, Yuan Xiuxiu still did not put any makeup on her, nor did she dress up deliberately, but she was dressed cleanly, and with the look of his eyes, she instantly drooped her head in a panic, and her face looked much better than usual.
"Shopkeeper Chen?"
A young man at the same table was holding the wine. Seeing Chen Tu a little stunned, he patted his shoulder and shouted.
Chen Tu came to his senses, smiled embarrassedly, and finished the wine in the bowl in one sip.
"Shopkeeper Chen, I heard that you are alone now and don't find a woman to take care of you?" Although this young man is a little younger than Chen Tu, he is brave and active. He also has a shop in the West City to do business. He does this year well. He will go to his house to eat pig-killing vegetables in a few days. He brought another bowl of wine and drank it all in one sip. He said half-jokingly, "I have a cousin, right in Yong'anfang. He has a good looking, good temper, and capable person. After this year, he is eighteen years old. He is asking me to find a good family. If Storekeeper Chen doesn't dislike him, I will take her here to your place in two days?"
His voice was very low. Although Chen Tu did not turn to look, he could sense that Yuan Xiuxiu's head suddenly drooped lower.
"Don't harm your cousin." Chen Tu laughed and said, "I'll tell you, please see if I'm polite to anyone and don't offend anyone at all. That's because there are disasters in my life. I'm a fortune teller for me. Ten of them said I'm in prison and I have to live in prison for many years."
The young young man was stunned, "How could a person like you be sentenced to prison? You are not involved in this at all."
Chen Tu smiled and said, "It's better to believe that there is than to believe that there is nothing. Life is fate. How can I harm people?"
"We won't say such bad things during the New Year. Shopkeeper Chen, you are lucky and have turned bad luck into good luck." The young young man toasted Chen Tu another bowl of wine, but he naturally won't mention the matter of being a matchmaker just now.
This wine is a newly brewed sweet wine. The sweetness dilutes the smell of alcohol. It doesn’t have a slight smell when you drink it. However, after drinking too much, it seems to turn into a smell of alcohol in your stomach, and accumulates on your head like clouds rising.
Chen Tu felt in his heart, and the more he drank, the more he became, the more he drank, and soon he overdoseed it, and he was dizzy and had headaches.
He could have used true qi to resolve it, but for some reason, he just wanted to taste the taste of this ordinary person.
He has been wandering in Yinshan for more than 20 years. He has practiced killing for more than 20 years, and he has forgotten what it feels like to be an ordinary person in the streets and alleys.
After drinking too much, his stomach was filled with things, and he squatted beside the gutter beside the outsider in the yard and vomited like an ordinary person.
He vomited and became even more dizzy, and he almost fell when he stood up.
Fortunately, two neighbors supported him. Old man Qi also liked to drink. When he saw Chen Tu so dizzy inside, he threw down his chopsticks and drove him out, calling a strong man to move Chen Tu into his shop.
Just after putting Chen Tu on the couch, he just covered him with a thick quilt, and Old Man Qi was stunned.
He saw that Yuan Xiuxiu had already lowered her head and walked in with a clay pot.
Smelling some smell from the edge of the clay pot, the old man Qi knew it was sobering soup.
This is also hot sober soup, which should have been cooked before the pig-killing dish started serving.
Old Man Qi glanced at Yuan Xiuxiu, looked at Chen Tu, and wanted to speak but stopped. After all, he couldn't help but sigh.
Yuan Xiuxiu placed this can of sobering soup on the table beside Chen Tu's bed. She had put it down and wanted to leave, but suddenly she had some courage she had never had in her life. She didn't turn her head, but she just turned her back to Chen Tu and whispered: "Your life is not good, my life is not good. I won't dislike you, but I don't want to harm you. I heard them say that you don't believe in evil, but I can't let you take such risks just because you don't believe in evil. I know you are a good person, so I will treat you well. Just thinking that your shop is getting more and more prosperous here, and you are fine. Sometimes it would be great to be able to help me."
She thought Chen Tu was drunk and unconscious, so the old man Qi walked outside the door again. No one heard her soft words, so she said what she wanted to say.
However, what she didn't expect was that she had only taken two more steps and could only hear Chen Tu's rumbling behind her.
She turned around and saw Chen Tu sitting up again staggeringly.
He held his head, smiled at her, and said, "I don't know where my head is now. Your sober soup will get cold for a while. If you don't serve a bowl, how can I drink it?"
Yuan Xiuxiu took a step back.
She was a little scared, but then her tears fell one by one.
She knew that Chen Tu asked her to serve soup for him, which meant that he told the whole neighbor that he had accepted her.
Chapter completed!