"Meat buns, freshly baked meat buns, two cents each."
Shiliting is a small town, with people coming and going on the street. Many nearby villagers gather here spontaneously to do small business every day.
At a glance, there are hunters in the mountains sitting on the ground with pheasants, wild ducks, and deer deer in front of them, selling goods along the street. There are also ingenious women selling needles, thread, handkerchiefs, and sewn purses on the street.
After walking a few steps forward, there was an old man selling candy, and next to the old man, there was a middle-aged man selling candied haws.
Three or five children were drooling around the two of them, looking like they wanted to eat but had no money.
"Grandma, grandma, I want to eat candied haws!"
At the stall next door, there was an old woman selling bamboo baskets, and she had a grandson with her.
The little grandson was about five or six years old. He was so greedy for the candied haws that he licked his lips and looked at his grandma longingly.
Grandma was wearing washed-white clothes and hesitantly touched her money bag. You know, a candied haws of apple costs three cents, and you can buy a bowl of soy milk and a meat bun. That's such a real meal.
Seeing my grandma not speaking, she cried childishly. She sat on the ground and cried: "Grandma, I want candied haws on a stick, candied haws on a stick."
"Okay, grandma will buy it, grandma will buy it." The old grandma sighed repeatedly, with helplessness on her wrinkled face, thinking that she would be able to sell a few more bamboo baskets today.
The shaver, the pot tinker, the candy seller, the cloth seller, the fruit seller, the vegetable seller
Each stall is the hope of each family. At a glance, you can have a panoramic view of all aspects of life.
"Human life is difficult. Compared with other places, Shiliting, where Yan Chixia is in charge, is already a peaceful place. At least there are fewer monsters and monsters." Riding on his tall horse, Wang Xu glanced around, nodding secretly from time to time.
Yan Chixia has a cold face and a warm heart. Even if she retreats into the world, she will still maintain peace and tranquility within a hundred miles. Such a person can be called a hero.
Wang Xu couldn't do this, but it didn't mean that he wouldn't admire such people. If he could, he would like to make friends with Yan Chixia. He thought that with friends like Yan Chixia, life would be a lot more fun.
"Let's get a puppet. I want a big one. Yes, I want this little tiger."
"Thank you, ten cents"
Passing by a stall selling dolls, Wang Xu reined in his horse with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
Of course, what he was observing was not the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl wearing a pink dress with two dimples when she smiled, but the young man Yan Shi who was shopping with the girl.
Yan Shi, nicknamed Shi'er, was a child picked up by Yan Chixia and raised by her side from childhood. The relationship between the two was like a teacher and a father.
He is the second male lead in the Immortal in the Painting. He learns Tiangang Ax Technique. His Taoist skills are relatively poor and he can only deal with some small monsters.
Wang Xu knew, however, that Yan Shi had another identity, the son of General Xiahou of Fuzhou Jinyiwei Qianhu.
General Xiahou here is the swordsman who went to Lanruo Temple to compete with Yan Chixia at the beginning of A Chinese Ghost Story 1, and finally died at the hands of Grandma Shu.
Similarly, he is also one of the eight Jinyiwei Qianhu in Fuzhou City. When Wang Xu left the capital, Eunuch Liu specifically told him that there was a strong demand for this person to take over as the envoy of Fuzhou Jinyiwei Town. He had no shortcomings except for his tendency to devour martial arts.
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"No one is allowed to leave, no one is allowed to leave. Anyone who sets up a stall here must pay 20 yuan in health fees each."
Suddenly, there were scoldings from the crowd, just like a hawker encountering an urban management officer, and everyone ran away in a swarm.
"Run quickly, the police from the town are here. Not only will they charge fees, but they will also confiscate things!"
Among the crowd, the hunter ran the fastest. He had a pheasant in his left hand, a wild duck in his right hand, and a deer on his back. He ran as fast as flying.
The policeman followed behind and wanted to give chase, but after looking at Orion's powerful appearance, he shrank his head and caught the old woman selling bamboo baskets on the roadside.
"My lord, please let me go. I still hope to sell some bamboo baskets and send my little grandson to study!"
"Bah, you old man, your grandson is destined to shovel the ground, why should he study!"
Six or seven policemen, armed with swords, arrested anyone they saw. In an instant, the lively market ended.
The girl in a pink dress turned pale with fright and tried to run away while pushing the wooden cart.
As a result, before running a few steps, two detectives rushed up and slashed at the wooden cart: "Hey, little girl, where do you want to go?"
The girl was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly, and I felt pity for her beauty.
"What are you doing? Is there anything else you can do? Just pay the money. I'll pay it!" Seeing his sweetheart's worried look, Yan Shi stepped forward without hesitation.
The two detectives had sneers on their faces, one on the left and the other on the right. They gathered around and hummed: "Okay, there are also those who are jealous of their beauty. Brother, what's the matter? Do you want to be a hero?"
"I'm not a hero, I'm just an ordinary person who can't stand it." Yan Shi puffed up his chest, took out a bunch of copper coins from his arms, and said, "There are thirty copper coins here. If you have anything to do with me, come to me. Don't embarrass me.
girl."
"Hey, are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf with your brothers? I suspect that you are a wanted criminal by the court. If you know your identity, come and come with us." The two detectives are both experienced and will arrest you as soon as the big hat is pulled off.
people.
As for whether Yan Shi is a wanted prisoner of the imperial court, when he is in prison, you must be the same. If a set of torture instruments are given, there will be no one who will not be killed.
"Yan Shi, Yan Shi?" Looking at Yan Shi who was about to be chained, the girl cried with tears in her eyes.
"stop!"
A low shout resounded in everyone's ears. Although the sound was not loud, everyone heard it clearly.
"Hey, is there anyone who dares to prick you?"
The two detectives turned their heads slightly, with evil smiles on their faces.
Wang Xu came to visit Yan Chixia today. He was not wearing the flying fish robe of Jinyiwei Qianhu, but was dressed like a rich man.
He was a tall man, wearing a white moonlight robe with gold trim. Seeing him dressed like a rich man, the two catchers couldn't help but smile from ear to ear, thinking that they had caught a big fish today.
"Brother, that's what you call me. If you can't give me your name, you have to come with us brothers." A policeman shook the chain around his waist and waited for Wang Xu to give his name.
people.
Wang Xu had a sneer on his face. As the saying goes, the king of hell is easy to deal with, but the devil is difficult to deal with.
These little brats can squeeze oil out of rocks. As long as they are not descendants of an official family or a wealthy family, there is nothing they can't eat.
"I, Wang Xu of Fuzhou Jinyiwei Qianhu, have a waist badge here!" Wang Xu threw it away, and a golden waist badge flew into the hands of the two of them.
The two detectives took it in their hands and took a look. They couldn't tell whether the waist tag was genuine or not, but they could see that the waist tag was 100% pure gold.
"Jinyiwei?"
One of the detectives took a breath, held the hot potato, and looked at his companion shivering: "Brother Zhao, is this true or false?"
The man called Brother Zhao swallowed and whispered, "I can't tell if it's true or false, but this badge is made of pure gold, so his identity is probably true."
"Then what should we do?" Hearing that it might be Jin Yiwei Qianhu, the detective's legs went weak when he asked, and he felt as if he was mourning for his heir.
"What else can I do? Get out of here!"
Carefully holding the gold medal with his sleeve, the policeman surnamed Zhao came up to him with a flattering look on his face: "This is a humble position. I am here to arrest Zhao Hu in Shiliting. I don't know how offended you are by your visit. Farewell, farewell."
"Ha!" Holding the waist badge in his hand, Wang Xu looked at Zhao Hu who was about to apply oil on the soles of his feet and said with a smile: "After seeing my waist badge, you still want to leave?"
"Sir, what is your consciousness?" Zhao Hu cried sadly, knowing that he had failed today.
Wang Xu smiled coldly, put his belt card back on his waist, and said: "There are one hundred palms per person. If anyone doesn't fight enough, there will be a place for him in Fuzhou Jinyiwei's dungeon."
Snap, snap, snap
The two detectives looked at each other, gritted their teeth and started to slap each other.
Wang Xu didn't even look at the two of them. He turned to look at Yan Shi and said: "Next time, be smarter and deal with people like them. Either you have the power or the strength to let them take you to the prison.
You don’t even know how you died.”
After saying this, Wang Xu galloped forward with no goal.
"What a great man!" Looking at Wang Xu's back, the girl in pink skirt held her heart in her hands and couldn't help but murmur to herself.
The more Yan Shi listened, the more uncomfortable he became. Looking at his sweetheart's appearance, he felt very aggrieved. As if he was cheering himself up and expressing his determination, he said, "He can take his place."