"Miss, I didn't mean to mention this just now..." Huan'er felt even more confused when she saw that Wei Zijin's face not only did not darken, but instead smiled.
The young lady woke up in the middle of the night because she was worried about the prince. Why did she seem to take it as a matter of course when she mentioned this matter today, as if her worries had completely disappeared?!
"Let's go, taking advantage of the nice weather today, let's go to the temple to burn incense, pray for the prince, and wish him victory and a safe return!" Wei Zijin smiled faintly, and the previous worries had been replaced by unusual determination.
Qiao Xiang and Huan'er looked at each other and saw that Wei Zijin had already walked a few steps away, so they nodded and followed.
There were not many people offering incense in the morning. Wei Zijin took Qiao Xiang and others to offer incense, prayed for Xiao Jingyao, and then left the temple.
At this time, the streets and alleys of Dijing became lively, and there were cries of hawkers everywhere, including those selling melons and fruits, some selling special snacks, and all kinds of novelties coming from other places.
Qiaoxiang and Huan'er rarely left home to visit the morning market, so they were inevitably a little excited. They looked around, but were afraid of losing Wei Zijin, so they followed Wei Zijin closely while looking at the various stalls around them.
Wei Zijin originally planned to go to the restaurant to meet Ye Zhiqiu and ask Ye Zhiqiu to send someone to deliver the peace charm he had asked for from the temple to Xiao Jingyao, who had left Beijing. However, seeing Qiao Xiang and Huan'er so excited, he slowed down.
He even asked Kong Wu to buy some chestnuts and preserved fruits.
Qiao Xiang and Huan'er ate happily. Seeing that Wei Zijin was just looking at them with a smile, they hurriedly brought the chestnuts to Wei Zijin: "Miss, you can try it too..."
Wei Zijin shook his head and smiled: "You guys can eat, I'm not hungry!"
The group of them walked along the lively main street for a long time before they found a shop selling flowers and steamed rice wine and sat down to rest.
Wei Zijin ordered everyone a bowl of flower steamed rice. While sitting down to taste it, he looked up at the lively crowd beside the shop. He saw that the crowd was sitting around the ground, and an old man with plump eyebrows and bright hair was sitting on the steps.
, was stroking his beard and gesticulating while saying something, and everyone sitting around him was listening with interest.
"Miss, what are they doing?" Huan'er asked curiously, pointing at the crowd.
Before Wei Zijin could answer, the owner of the flower and steamed rice wine shop smiled and replied: "Girl, they are listening to the old man telling stories!"
"Storytelling?" Huan'er and Qiaoxiang repeated in unison, looking surprised.
It's not like they haven't heard of storytelling before, but this is the first time they see such storytelling...
"Yeah, that old man Bai didn't know where he came from, and he didn't have much money, so he wandered on the streets of the Imperial Capital, telling everyone about the strange people and strange things he met along the way for everyone's amusement. Everyone would be happy to hear it.
Give him a few coins so he doesn't starve to death!"
The shop owner's words aroused the interest of Qiao Xiang and Huan'er. They looked at Wei Zijin imploringly and said with interest: "Miss, let's go and listen too?"
Wei Zijin was also a little curious about this old man. He listened to the two maids' suggestions and nodded in agreement.
They didn't sit in front of the old man like the others, they just stood far away from the crowd, but they could hear clearly.
"After talking about the things outside, today, I, Old Man Bai, will also tell me some anecdotes about the Imperial Capital..." Old Man Bai stroked his beard in a mysterious manner, causing everyone to applaud and urge him to speak faster.
"Miss, I didn't mean to mention this just now..." Huan'er felt even more confused when she saw that Wei Zijin's face not only did not darken, but instead smiled.
The young lady woke up in the middle of the night because she was worried about the prince. Why did she seem to take it as a matter of course when she mentioned this matter today, as if her worries had completely disappeared?!
"Let's go, taking advantage of the nice weather today, let's go to the temple to burn incense, pray for the prince, and wish him victory and a safe return!" Wei Zijin smiled faintly, and the previous worries had been replaced by unusual determination.
Qiao Xiang and Huan'er looked at each other and saw that Wei Zijin had already walked a few steps away, so they nodded and followed.
There were not many people offering incense in the morning. Wei Zijin took Qiao Xiang and others to offer incense, prayed for Xiao Jingyao, and then left the temple.
At this time, the streets and alleys of Dijing became lively, and there were cries of hawkers everywhere, including those selling melons and fruits, some selling special snacks, and all kinds of novelties coming from other places.
Qiaoxiang and Huan'er rarely left home to visit the morning market, so they were inevitably a little excited. They looked around, but were afraid of losing Wei Zijin, so they followed Wei Zijin closely while looking at the various stalls around them.
Wei Zijin originally planned to go to the restaurant to meet Ye Zhiqiu and ask Ye Zhiqiu to send someone to deliver the peace charm he had asked for from the temple to Xiao Jingyao, who had left Beijing. However, seeing Qiao Xiang and Huan'er so excited, he slowed down.
He even asked Kong Wu to buy some chestnuts and preserved fruits.
Qiao Xiang and Huan'er ate happily. Seeing that Wei Zijin was just looking at them with a smile, they hurriedly brought the chestnuts to Wei Zijin: "Miss, you can try it too..."
Wei Zijin shook his head and smiled: "You guys can eat, I'm not hungry!"
The group of them walked along the lively main street for a long time before they found a shop selling flowers and steamed rice wine and sat down to rest.
Wei Zijin ordered everyone a bowl of flower steamed rice. While sitting down to taste it, he looked up at the lively crowd beside the shop. He saw that the crowd was sitting around the ground, and an old man with plump eyebrows and bright hair was sitting on the steps.
, was stroking his beard and gesticulating while saying something, and everyone sitting around him was listening with interest.
"Miss, what are they doing?" Huan'er asked curiously, pointing at the crowd.
Before Wei Zijin could answer, the owner of the flower and steamed rice wine shop smiled and replied: "Girl, they are listening to the old man telling stories!"
"Storytelling?" Huan'er and Qiaoxiang repeated in unison, looking surprised.
It's not like they haven't heard of storytelling before, but this is the first time they see such storytelling...
"Yeah, that old man Bai didn't know where he came from, and he didn't have much money, so he wandered on the streets of the Imperial Capital, telling everyone about the strange people and strange things he met along the way for everyone's amusement. Everyone would be happy to hear it.
Give him a few coins so he doesn't starve to death!"
The shop owner's words aroused the interest of Qiao Xiang and Huan'er. They looked at Wei Zijin imploringly and said with interest: "Miss, let's go and listen too?"
Wei Zijin was also a little curious about this old man. He listened to the two maids' suggestions and nodded in agreement.
They didn't sit in front of the old man like the others, they just stood far away from the crowd, but they could hear clearly.
"After talking about the things outside, today, I, Old Man Bai, will also tell me some anecdotes about the Imperial Capital..." Old Man Bai stroked his beard in a mysterious manner, causing everyone to applaud and urge him to speak faster.