"What did the old man Yuan Tiangang say he only wanted?"
Cheng Yaojin, who heard the conversation in the house, stepped out and looked at Cheng Ying with burning eyes.
"Taoist Master Yuan said that as long as we accumulate merit, my mother will have a turn for the better this winter——"
Before Cheng Ying could speak, Cheng Ying'er took over first. Cheng Yaojin didn't notice Cheng Ying's hesitant expression. At this time, he was like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, his dim eyes
Suddenly there was a flash of light.
"Turning point, where is the turning point? Quick, quick, prepare the carriage, I want to see Daoist Yuan in person -"
At this moment, I heard a boy walking in hastily from outside.
"Master, there was a little Taoist priest outside the door just now. He was sent by the Taoist Priest who called himself Yuan Tiangang. He sent a letter to the master and the eldest lady——"
When Cheng Yaojin heard this, he was suddenly surprised and happy, and said hurriedly.
"Where is he? Please come quickly -"
He said that he would go and greet him in person.
"The visitor left a note and left."
The boy said as he handed over an unsigned envelope with both hands.
Cheng Ying'er stepped forward to take it and opened it immediately. Two brothers, Cheng Yaojin, Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang, also hurried over.
"The chance of survival has appeared. At a quarter of noon tomorrow, the Duke will enter the West Market through the Yanxi Gate. He can't walk a hundred and eighty steps with his head lowered. The person he sees when he raises his head is the person to whom Madam Ling's life depends."
Seeing this, Cheng Yaojin made an immediate decision.
"I will go to the West Market in person tomorrow, and Ying'er will be at home to serve your mother."
After finishing speaking, Cheng Yaojin turned his attention to Cheng Chumo, Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Ying.
"We can't put all our hope in such illusory things. Just before the imperial doctor left, he said that someone seemed to have found traces of Mr. Sun Simiao near Lantian. Chu Mo and Chu Liang, you two will go there early tomorrow morning.
Let's go search separately. Ying'er, you go to Xuandu Temple and Longxing Temple. If the old gentleman arrives in Chang'an, he may place orders here - if you can find him, be sure to invite the old gentleman back!"
As the night grew darker, a plum blossom in the Cheng family manor quietly sprouted its pistils.
Cheng Ying'er looked at the plum blossom blooming quietly in the dim light, with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
Has life really come?
…
Chang'an, which had been gloomy for several days, with snowflakes falling from time to time, finally ushered in sunny weather again.
"You can't live up to the beauty of a good time. How can you be entangled in worldly affairs while you're still alive!"
In this weather, sitting in the yard teaching a group of village children is a waste of life.
Wang Zi'an felt that he couldn't do this, so he simply gave up. As soon as the courtyard gate was closed, he walked leisurely to Chang'an City.
In this beautiful weather, isn't it delicious to drink wine, listen to music, stroll around Chang'an after the snow, and look at the ladies in ancient costumes?
Speaking of which, I haven't gone for a walk in a few days.
When it comes to the lively places in Chang'an, the two cities are naturally the east and west.
The excitement of the East Market lies in its luxury, while the excitement of the West Market lies in its human atmosphere.
Wang Zi'an likes to hang out in the latter.
"Hey - Auntie, look, it's that good-looking big brother -"
A voice full of surprise sounded. Wang Zi'an looked back and saw a familiar little girl in front of a roadside food stall, looking up at her with a happy face. Beside her, a young man
The woman was quickly preparing meals for the guests.
Seeing Prince An looking over, the young woman smiled politely and nodded in greeting.
"Master, have you ever had breakfast? If you don't mind it, why don't you sit down and try the little lady's cooking..."
Wang Zi'an suddenly remembered, wasn't this the child who had good vision and spoke honestly? It was her mother who was so cheating that she actually tricked herself into grabbing the hydrangea!
I actually met an acquaintance!
Wang Zi'an was in a good mood. He walked over with a smile, touched the little girl's head, and deliberately teased her.
"Little girl, have you had breakfast? Brother, can you please—"
"Thank you, big brother. I have eaten, but my name is not little girl, my name is Ying'er——"
The little girl raised her face and looked at him innocently.
"Okay, Ying'er, come on, chat with big brother for a while, I'll have a reward later..."
Wang Zi'an walked to the stall with a smile, pulled up a bench and sat down.
"Two dishes of side dishes, one pot...forget it, let's just have a bowl of hot soup..."
When he thought of the Tang Dynasty's wine, his mouth felt sour and his tongue felt astringent subconsciously.
The taste is really hard to describe. If the wine in the restaurant is like this, don't think too much about the wine in this street stall.
"This is the rice wine I brewed at home. Although it is not as good as those fine wines, it does have a different flavor. You might as well try it, sir..."
The young woman stopped what she was doing and recommended enthusiastically.
"Brother, the wine made by my mother is very delicious. My grandpa said it was good when he was here——"
Looking at the little girl's eager eyes, Wang Zi'an smiled and clapped his hands.
"Okay, let's try the wine that your grandpa promised to drink -"
The side dishes are all ready-made, including a stack of pickled okra and a stack of cold lotus root.
Although there are no seasonings like those of later generations, it is better than natural, and Prince An can still eat it. It is this wine...
Well, to be fair, it's pretty good compared to other drinks on the market, but it still has a slight sourness, which makes it difficult for Wang Zi'an, who is used to drinking later generations of drinks, to swallow it.
"Big brother, big brother, how are you doing? Does it taste good?"
Seeing the little girl's expression asking for credit, Wang Zi'an nodded sincerely.
"As expected of your grandpa, the wine he talked about when he drank it is indeed delicious!"
As he spoke, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp!
Seeing that Wang Zi'an really liked her wine, the little girl was so happy that her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.
"Young master, as long as you like it, you might as well use two more cups——"
When the young woman saw it, she couldn't help but reveal a smile on her face. While pouring a glass of hot water for Wang Zi'an, she added with a smile.
Wang Zi'an quickly waved his hand.
"I'm sorry, I'm incapable of drinking. I'll have to pass if I drink again..."
"Big brother is so stupid, Ying'er can drink two big bowls——"
Wang Zi'an couldn't help but his expression froze and he laughed twice.
"Wow - Ying'er is so amazing!"
I had gotten up early and walked such a long way, so it felt better without eating, but now that I ate, I actually felt a bit hungry.
It's just that the meal in front of me is really not to my liking.
It was probably past the breakfast rush hour, and the business of the young woman's stall was not very good, so Wang Zi'an simply stood up.
"Sister-in-law, can you borrow the cooking utensils so I can cook something for myself? I'll calculate the firewood cost for you later——"
"It's just a little firewood. There's no money or money. The young master can only use it... Do you want me to lend a hand..."
When the young woman stood up and got out of the way, she added a little uneasily. She was a little worried whether the impulsive young man in front of her could use it...
PS: My child had a fever yesterday, so I asked for a temporary leave from the public chapter. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting. Sorry.