In the night, the lights and shadows are confusing, and the market is noisy.

In the Yinqiaofang Night Market, with the interweaving of human voices, the flagpoles of "Bamboo Mark Semicolon" and "Hua Tuo Reincarnation" have been erected. On the grocery stalls converted from horse-drawn carriages, there are a variety of items snatched from the battlefield.

The breast mirrors, antique-style knives, gold and silver necklaces that were hard to break, jewelry, jade pendants, and exquisitely carved wooden boxes were all mixed together, along with needles, threads, ancient books, and various miscellaneous books.

A tall, handsome young man was entertaining female customers in front of the stall. He was holding a folding fan and trying to recommend a dagger and a novel to the customer.

"...In fact, in such troubled times, even women should have some self-defense methods to protect themselves. Especially if a woman can learn martial arts, it will be even more admirable. For example, in the land of Jiangnan in recent years, the most popular

The famous chivalrous woman must be Yan Jiuniang, who served the country and the people without giving up her husband. It was only when I came to Fuzhou that I learned that her deeds were recorded by Mr. Songshan and have been circulated. It is really gratifying... If this girl is serious,

You might as well buy this book and take a look at it. In addition, the person Yan Jiuniang holds in the book is also the dagger I hold in my hand..."

"This... this is so short, isn't it a dagger?"

"No, this is a dagger. I also asked the girl to lend me a piece of her hair, so you can come and see the blade..."

The two of them were chatting and chatting in front of the stall. After a while, another girl who was watching came over: "Sir, may I ask... is this Yan Jiuniang's story really true?"

The elegant young man responded with a smile: "Yes, it's really, really true."

"Ah, I don't even know..." The girl blushed at the young master's smile.

The good-selling grocery stall is connected to a rice cake stall run by a fat aunt. Beyond that, there are fried fish stalls, glutinous glutinous rice stalls, mask stalls, candy man stalls, etc., and on the other side of the street, there are relatively larger shops.

Facade. During this period, the most lively thing was the "Xiangjiacongshi" not far away that sold drinks, ice cream, snow soaked water and all kinds of food. Every night, the lobby on the first floor of this rather large store was packed with people.

, very lively.

Summer cold drinks were sold in the Wu Dynasty in the past, but there was no mature ice-making technology at that time. In Bianliang and other places, the cold drinks sold in some large stores in summer were ice cubes that had been stored in the winter by large households.

, things were rare and expensive at that time. In the early years, bamboo records were spread everywhere, and the technology of saltpeter ice making was explored and matured. When he arrived in Fuzhou, Junwu vigorously promoted business in order to promote the development of saltpeter making, gunpowder and other technologies.

With all the facilities, even in the hot and humid Fuzhou nights, at least the price of ice has dropped to the point where ordinary people can afford it occasionally.

Qu Longjun was left in front of the grocery stall to trick women into making money. Ning Ji wandered around and went to the "Xiangjia Congshi" hall where there were more people in the market to drink cold drinks and eavesdrop on various affairs. After a long time,

He then took a bowl of ice cheese and trotted back to the stall. While letting Qu Longjun eat the ice cheese made from goat's milk, he told her anecdotes about Fuzhou.

"Hehehe." He said enthusiastically, "The little emperor of Fuzhou is also a prostitute."

Ice cream is quite similar to ice cream in later generations, but it changes faster in the current environment. Qu Longjun took two bites of it gracefully with a small spoon and raised his head: "...ah?"

"Hehehehe...I just heard over there that the emperor is choosing a wife recently...no, choosing a concubine. I heard that there was quite a commotion, and many people were alarmed..."

"Then why is he also a thief when he chooses a concubine?" Qu Longjun took a bite.

"Isn't it always said in books that the emperor's selection of concubines is no different from robbing civilian girls! Moreover, the Wu Dynasty's fortune was almost destroyed. He came to Fuzhou and said that he would work hard to govern, and even gave him a name

Zhenxing, I chose my wife in the blink of an eye, huh, this is not a thief!"

"No, I just want to ask, why are you so happy? And why is he 'also' a thief? Then who was the previous thief?"

Qu Longjun was dressing up in men's clothing. She looked handsome and elegant from a distance, but up close, she could see her cunning eyes and cute fox-like smile on her lips. Ning Ji was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing.

Ridicule and joking: "You, you, you...you are rebelling, you, you..."

Just as she raised her voice, the fat lady from the rice cake stall not far away looked over and said, "Hey! Who wants to rebel?"

Ning Ji turned around and said, "None of your business!"

"Humph!" The fat aunt made a slight provocation and shrank back.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry..." Ning Ji raised his hands to his chest, and then slowly pressed them on his Dantian. He glared at Qu Longjun, who unfolded his fan and laughed in a low voice: "I am a thief.

Okay - I am a five-foot obscene demon!"

"If you tell me this again, I'll blame you!"

"Then you can do it when you go back. You can't do it outside."

"you……"

Ning Ji wanted to say that it was a question of where he was lying, but Qu Longjun was shameless. He opened his mouth wide for a moment, then turned his head and felt his face getting hot.

Qu Longjun chuckled and sat down next to him. She sat next to him and continued to eat ice cream with a calm smile.

In the noisy night market, people come and go.

After sitting like this for a while, Ning Ji found the topic again.

"Hey, tell me, after our name of Bamboo Marker and Semicolon was announced, no one came to make trouble."

"I don't know either." Qu Longjun tilted his head, pretending to be stupid. After a moment, he spoke again.

"However, I guess, it may be like this... I heard that the relationship between Fujian's revitalization court and Southwest China has always been a bit ambiguous. According to rumors, the current majesty, the eldest princess, seems to have been taught by Mr. Ning...

…”

"This is true." Ning Ji nodded.

"So this matter is complicated. Mr. Ning's regicide back then was considered treasonous by the people of the Wu Dynasty. But whether it was hatred or fear, people here must admit Mr. Ning's power. As for your majesty today, he has been punished by Mr. Ning.

Many people expected him to have the ability of Mr. Ning, but this matter cannot be said openly. His Majesty is the orthodox member of the Wu Dynasty, and his status is to be irreconcilable with him... As a result, grievances and hatreds are intertwined.

Southwest’s attitude is probably that they cannot brag and are unwilling to insult.”

"Well, his father seemed to have said that he wanted to have good relations with Southwest, and then a minister was killed in the Jinluan Palace."

"So, we don't want to brag or insult on the surface, so we can only turn a blind eye to the affairs in the Southwest. We have come here all the way, and we will talk about the affairs in the Southwest wherever we see it, or like Mr. Dai Mengwei's side

scolded, or like the Fair Party, they used tiger skin as a banner, but here, things about the southwest may not be mentioned or mentioned, and ordinary people should know about the Huaxia Army, but

I’m afraid newspapers here will rarely mention the Bamboo Chronicles in Southwest China, and most people may not know about it.”

"...So that's it. But...there will always be someone who knows, right?"

"Didn't a few people look at me a few times in the past two days, but for some reason they didn't say anything strange? I'm afraid the attitude from above is very strange."

"Uh-huh."

After Qu Longjun's explanation, Ning Ji had a rough outline of the matter. It was not that he had any foresighted plan to plant this treacherous flag. It was simply the result of his brain twitching and thinking it rhymed. Now he knows it.

The flag may not be suitable, but there is no inspiration for modification. He thought about it in his heart, but he couldn't help but sigh that the world is so big. The mountains and rivers he traveled three thousand miles along the way had different faces everywhere. He ran away from home this time,

It is indeed the most correct plan.

They set up stalls and sold things at the night market. Late at night, they drove back together with Qu Longjun. During their time together, they occasionally quarreled and fought.

They had been together for a long time and had their own yard. Qu Longjun no longer had the slightly suppressed caution and fear in the past. Only then did Ning Ji realize that her temperament was not dull. She read a lot and had her own talents.

She has dabbled in playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, paper-cutting and poetry. When she is quiet, she looks calm and gentle. When she is lively, people can feel the joy in her heart. Occasionally, Ning Ji will even feel flushed and unable to resist because of her unscrupulous words. Of course, he

Actually, I quite like this feeling.

After setting up stalls at night, when there was no rain during the day, the two began to discuss wandering around. They "inspected" several large markets, visited the three lanes and seven alleys, ate various snacks, and boarded the mall.

After arriving at Wushan, the words "Long Aotian and Sun Wukong came here for a visit" were engraved on the stone near Daoshan Pavilion. Ning Ji began to feel that the life of traveling around mountains and rivers was quite happy, and his ambitions were wiped out.

All kinds of thoughts of "joining in the fun" almost fell to the lowest point for a while.

I am even thinking very rationally about whether to take down the troublesome slogans like "Bamboo Semicolon".

It was May 19th, the fifth day that the two of them set up a stall in Yinqiaofang. In the Yinqiaofang night market, Qu Longjun conscientiously deceived the passing female customers who seemed to be rich, while Ning Ji walked around where he could see the stalls.

They walked back and forth, eating and drinking. About Xu o'clock, there was a vague commotion in a block not far from Yinqiaofang. The nearby policeman sounded the warning gong, and then Ning Ji stood far away in the night.

I heard a sentence: "...where to run..."

The person who made the sound seemed young, but his internal strength was already very mixed. Ning Ji's blood was surging in his body. In normal times, he would have gone over to see who the young master who could make such a sound was, but at this moment, he just returned to

Near the stall, he signaled to Qu Longjun that he should not be surprised.

The commotion continued in the distance for a while, and it seemed to be the arrest of some thieves. Ning Ji stood nearby and couldn't see much commotion. He waited until the fierce-looking Guitai League member Chen Hua passed nearby, and he

He grabbed the other person's collar: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Although he pinched the other party when he first arrived here, Ning Ji was very skilled in martial arts and had a not awkward personality. He showed off his power on the first day, and on the second day he took the other party to eat a bowl of sour plum soup, and the two parties became friends.

"Mo Ni's" friend. At this time, Chen Hua obviously watched the excitement from a distance and came over. When Ning Ji grabbed him, he immediately smiled: "Hey, Brother Sun."

"What's going on?"

"Arrests, fights, fights, my God, they are all murderous people..."

"The murderer...then you guys haven't gone to the Tai Alliance?"

"What did Brother Sun say? Let's return to Taimeng, a place where we can make a living. You see, "gui" means going home, and "tai" means peace. As the saying goes..."

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." Ning Ji got a headache when he heard the other party started to endorse, "Just now someone shouted very loudly with a broken gong, what's going on."

"Ah, this is awesome, Brother Sun..." Chen Hua walked to the side, pulled up a chair at a nearby stall and sat down, "Yue Fei, General Yue, have you told me this?"

"Yeah." Ning Ji also sat down.

"General Yue's daughter, I told you about it, right?"

"Yeah...but it was a man just now."

"The son of General Yue told you..."

"What the hell..."

"Hey, don't fight, don't fight. Brother Sun, isn't it just what I said before?" Chen Hua laughed, "Didn't something big happen in Houguan County at the end of April? It was said that there was a group of thieves.
To be continued...