Xia Zhaoyi likes to be quiet on weekdays and rarely comes to Qiliqiao. He only comes here when he comes to Qiluyuan to buy books.
When I came here in the past, it was like a prosperous and peaceful place, with people coming and going, one after another, and small stalls selling pastries, barbecues, and soups were everywhere.
But now, there is only the sun.
Xia Zhaoyi held up his cheek and rested it on his knees. He was going to Qingque Pavilion later, but now he suddenly wanted to take a break for half a day.
Seeing her calm down, Tie Zhu followed her example and raised his cheeks.
He tilted his head and looked at her, feeling that her appearance seemed to have changed a bit in the past few days, her skin color and temperament were getting better and better, and she had grown a bit taller.
With such a profile, her nose is straight, her eyelashes are thick and slender, and she looks thoughtful, so pretty.
"Ah Li," Tie Zhu said with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"
Xia Zhaoyi narrowed her eyes, turned to look at him, and shook her head: "It's nothing, I'll just be in a daze for a while."
"Oh..." Tie Zhu nodded and said, "Ah Li, Big Fatty said your handwriting is very beautiful, it doesn't look like it was written by a little girl at all. He also said I lied to him, but I saw you with my own eyes.
Because of the writing, we almost got into a fight..."
"It's not worth it to argue over such a trivial matter," Xia Zhaoyi smiled lightly, "Don't do that again in the future."
"We are used to arguing," Tie Zhu waved his hand, "we often fight even if nothing happens."
Xia Zhaoyi said nothing and looked away.
Tie Zhu looked at her, paused, and said, "Ah Li."
"Um?"
"Do you think there will be a war?"
"Isn't it already being fought?" Xia Zhaoyi said, looking at the sunshine over there.
The Qili Bridge is just ahead, a bit far away. It is a large bridge, wide and cool, and there is a sparkling water under the bridge.
"I mean, will they come to the capital?"
"Yes." Xia Zhaoyi nodded without hesitation.
"Ah? Is it really possible?"
"Yes," Xia Zhaoyi responded, "I really can."
It is obvious that the four turmoils cannot be subdued. The princes and nobles from all over the country are paying less and less attention to Emperor Xuanyan. It cannot be said that Emperor Xuanyan does not have the ability to control those princes. He has always been obsessed with power.
He is a man who has the best way to treat kings and ministers. But unfortunately, this year's disaster is really terrible. It spreads from west to east and then north, sweeping through the city and wilderness, and affecting the world. No matter how clever he is, it will be difficult for him to deal with it.
Fight with the sky.
Xia Zhaoyi felt confused, stood up and said, "Tie Zhu, I'm leaving first."
"Wait a minute, Ah Li," Tie Zhu hurriedly stood up, "If I want to see you next time, where should I go?"
"I don't know," Xia Zhaoyi said truthfully, paused, and then said, "Tie Zhu, haven't you ever thought about finding yourself a job to make a living?"
"Hey, no one would want a beggar. In this world, the shopkeepers themselves can't live any longer. How could they want to have another mouth to eat?"
Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "I will come here for a stroll when I have nothing to do in the future. If you want to find me, please come more often and maybe you can meet me."
"Okay." Tie Zhu said.
Xia Zhaoyi was about to leave, when a carriage came slowly and stopped at the entrance of Qiluyuan.
After the driver got out of the car, he reached out to lift the curtain, and a familiar figure walked out of the car.
Zhao Yun was dressed in white and ink-edged pine smoke robes. His face was gentle, fair and clean, and his elegant temperament attracted the attention of many people.
He was about to go into the bookshop, but when he turned around, he saw two children standing over there.
Zhao Xun's eyebrows were slightly closed, and he looked familiar to this girl, especially her eyes, which were bright and dark, filled with water, and had a quiet and clear charm.
"Your Majesty?" the attendant called softly.
Zhao Xun came back to his senses, nodded, withdrew his gaze and walked towards the book shop.
"Young men from rich families are good, and they come out with a different spirit," Tie Zhu said.
"You are also very energetic." Xia Zhaoyi looked at him with a smile.
"Huh?" Tie Zhu paused, "You mean I'm good-looking too?"
"I'm talking about spirit, I can't see your face." Xia Zhaoyi said.
Tie Zhu raised his hand and touched his dirty face and curled his lips: "What's the point? We beggars have to look like beggars. If we are dirty, we will be dirty..."
"I have something to do, see you soon." Xia Zhaoyi smiled, turned and left.
Tie Zhu watched her leave, turned his head and smelled his shoulder, and then his sleeves.
To be honest, he couldn't tell whether it had any smell. If there was, wouldn't it be very difficult for her?
Tie Zhu shook his head, leaned over to pick up the broken bowl on the ground, stood up and looked towards the place where she disappeared.
Otherwise, just find a place to take a bath.
Qiluyuan is not the largest book store in the capital, but it should be the oldest. In addition to the books on sale, it also has many ancient and unique books. The obscure ones are all in the North Hall. Compared with other classic books,
Few people visit here, and the apprentice who manages the bookstore is a bit lazy, so this place is often dusty.
Zhao Xun entered the bookstore, walked to the north hall, passed through the layers of bookcases, and stepped over the threshold. The fragrance of ink in front of him became much lighter.
There are many hollow copper stoves placed in the four corners and bookcases, burning anti-corrosion and moisture-proof incense, with a faint scent of jasmine.
"The fragrance smells even better today," Zhao Xuan said casually, "It must be the new one made by the teacher."
The attendant smiled: "It should be so, Your Majesty."
At the far north of the North Hall, the attendant stepped forward and pushed the bookcase open, revealing a staircase. After Zhao Yu entered, the attendant pushed the bookcase back.
Light came from the stairs, faintly illuminating the steps. There was a strong scent of medicine in the air. There were three rooms after going up. Zhao Gong opened the one next to the window. A woman opened the door and came out. Zhao Gong bowed his head respectfully:
"teacher."
The woman was about twenty-five years old, with long black hair. She was wearing a green robe with wide sleeves and wide sleeves. When she saw Zhao Gong, she said lightly: "You are here."
"I'm here to meet my brother." Zhao Xun said.
"Don't ask him to go out again," the woman frowned slightly, "He has not recovered since he came back on the day of the festival."
Zhao Yu looked guilty: "Yes, teacher."
The woman nodded, turned and left.
The aroma of medicine inside the house became even stronger. The curtains were half-opened, and the sunlight came in from the window and shone on the smooth wooden floor covered with brocade.
Behind the screen depicting the pine ink and green mountains, two little maids were sorting out books. When they saw Zhao Gong coming in, the two little maids greeted Fu Li: "Master Zhao."
Zhao Xun nodded, looked at the man leaning on the soft pillow on the bed, and shouted: "Brother."
"Don't call me brother." The man flipped through the book in his hand without looking up.
Zhao Xun smiled: "Brother is brother, that's what I call him, hehe."
The man didn't hesitate anymore, raised his eyes and said, "What do you want from me?"
