In the second year of Jinghe, Jingguo ushered in the hottest midsummer amidst the long and impatient chirping of cicadas.
This year's summer seems to be hotter than before. Zeng Zuimo had just finished a bowl of mung bean smoothie, holding an ice pack in his hand, but he still couldn't help feeling irritable.
Of course, this irritability has nothing to do with the weather.
"Why are you leaving so soon? Can't you go?" She asked as she paced in the room and looked at Wan Ruoqing who was packing clothes by the bed.
"No, Mr. Sun has already passed there. It will definitely not be easy for them to start over there..." Wan Ruoqing said softly, but the movements of her hands did not slow down.
"Even you are gone, what should I do?" Zeng Zuimo asked, throwing down the ice pack.
Wan Ruoqing looked back at her and said, "Why don't you go to Kyoto with us?"
"I..." Zeng Zuimo opened her mouth. She really didn't want to mention the place that had given her endless nightmares, and said angrily: "Let's go, let's all go. You are all heartless, just leave me alone."
it's here!"
Wan Ruoqing finally put down her work and looked at Zeng Zuimo running out, shaking her head helplessly.
She must go to Kyoto. In terms of familiarity with Goulan's operating model, even Mr. Sun can't match her. Now that they are starting over in Kyoto, it will definitely be more difficult. She is the only one at home with nothing to do.
There will eventually be some regrets in my heart.
However, once she left, Zui Mo had no friends here anymore. She couldn't even provide for three meals a day by herself. When she thought of her, Wan Ruoqing felt a little uneasy.
Shaking his head, he walked outside the door, stood on the corridor and looked in a certain direction... They had set off half a month ago, and now, they were probably already in Kyoto, right?——
This year, the summer in Kyoto is really hot. If it doesn't rain again, I'm afraid there will be another disaster year.
The word "disaster year" means nothing to wealthy people, but to most civilians, it is the boundary between life and death.
Disasters have occurred frequently in recent years. Even Kyoto has encountered a drought that has not been seen in decades. The people at the bottom are already discussing whether His Majesty has lost his moral integrity and has incurred the dissatisfaction of God.
Li Xuan was walking on the street in ordinary clothes. The scorching sun above his head made his underwear wet before he walked for a long time. He was a little envious of the idle men wandering the street wearing only short shirts. The hidden clothes handed down from the palace
The ice has long been used up. His Majesty does not go to the palace to escape the heat. Naturally, the concubines can only endure the scorching heat in the palace. As a result, the demand for ice storage has increased greatly. Now, even the empress can only get a small piece every day.
"Sir, do you want to come in and play..."
Even the voices of the girls standing at the door of the brothel were a little weak. Li Xuan looked at their faces that were so miserable because they were washed away by sweat. They looked like monsters and had no idea of going in to listen to the music.
"Fairy, give me a stick!" A naughty kid with a bare buttock and a wooden stick half as tall as a man in his hand pointed at the girls at the door of the brothel and said loudly.
When those girls saw a child who was no more than seven or eight years old running over, they burst out laughing. They pointed at the gadget dangling somewhere and said, "Hehe, little brother, your stick is still too small, or...
Come back when you grow up!"
If an adult man had said that just now, he might have been lightly spat at by them and then pulled into the building, where he would have done some unspeakable things. However, the other person was a child with no hair on his face, but they could only let him
They relieve their boredom when they are sleepy.
"Bah, shameless!"
A middle-aged woman next to the naughty boy spat at the door of the brothel, grabbed the naughty boy, slapped him on the buttocks a few times, and said: "Stay away from this place in the future, or else we will not be together again."
I won’t let you go even if I check the bar!”
There were several red marks on his buttocks. The naughty child was about to cry, but was so frightened by the woman's last words that he swallowed back his tears.
Not letting him hit the fence is something infinitely more terrifying than a spanking.
"Leprechaun, I will take care of you when I grow up!" The naughty boy wiped his tears, put the wooden stick in his hand on his shoulder, and said silently in his heart while following his mother home.
Li Xuan always felt that what the naughty boy said just now seemed familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while. He just thought it was when he went to a brothel to listen to music and heard the dirty words said by the prostitutes.
Just words.
"Hey, what's going on in front of you?" Li Xuan asked curiously when he looked up and saw a crowd of people surging ahead. Several teams were lining up from the shop to the street.
A man behind him immediately walked up and came back after a while and said: "Back to Your Highness, this shop sells something called mung bean smoothie, but I don't know why so many people buy it."
"Mung bean smoothie?" I had never heard of this name before. Li Xuan showed an interested expression on his face and said, "Go over and have a look."
After a while, after spending a tael of silver, the guard who entered from the VIP passage quickly came out again, with a few more porcelain bowls in his hands.
Li Xuan casually took one, cooled it, and took a small taste with a wooden spoon. He immediately felt a refreshing chill and said in surprise: "Even the palace doesn't have ice stored in it. Who is the owner of this shop? It's so luxurious!"
This mung bean smoothie must have used ice, but the price is so low. You must know that ice is hard to find in Kyoto now, how could someone sell it so cheaply?
He ate up the smoothie in the bowl in three strokes, five by two, and suddenly felt much more relaxed all over his body. Li Xuan raised his head and saw the words "Ruyi Fang" printed on the plaque of the shop!
Snapped!
The bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
"He's back!" Seeing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's excited face, all the guards looked astonished——
"I was too impulsive that day."
"impulse?"
"……It is my fault."
"Where did you go wrong?"
"——"
"Hesitating and admitting your mistakes is not a good enough attitude. I won't accept it. I'll try again!"——
"Don't go too far!" Miss Liu Er narrowed her eyes and looked at Li Yi, the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
Li Yi widened his eyes and looked at her unwillingly. They were just looking at each other. Who is afraid of whom?
If she doesn't let her remember this time, she will foolishly fight to the death next time even though she knows she can't beat him.
"Already have a stick of incense..."
Xiao Huan rubbed his sore eyes. The uncle and the second lady were already looking at each other like this, burning incense. They - wouldn't their eyes be sore?
Li Yi's eyes were really a little sore, and he felt very regretful. He shouldn't have stared so wide just now.
"That's it for today, truce!"
There was almost enough chilled grape wine on the table. He rubbed his eyes, and when he was about to reach out, he saw his eyes flashing and the wine bottle on the table disappeared.
Miss Liu Er snorted coldly, leaving him with a cold back.
It was the third day of June in the second year of Jinghe. At noon, most people in Kyoto were still complaining about the hot weather. Li Yi's iced grape wine was snatched away by Miss Liu Er. Emperor Jing had just taken the elixir and was about to take a nap.
The King of Jin pulled Yongning's little face and laughed proudly. There was a banquet in the Prince of Shu's palace, with singing and dancing. Qin Yu, who ended his confinement two months in advance, walked out of the Qin Mansion...
It was at this time that the angry Crown Prince stepped into the gate of the Viscount's Mansion.
