Qiao Xishi's appearance is disappointing, but she is better than her slim figure. When a group of students come over, she refuses and welcomes them, which makes people just want to drag her into the grass...
The large black porcelain bowl was filled with tender white tofu curds, added with salt and soy sauce, and tasted delicate and smooth. No wonder Zhou Tong, Zhao Zixing and the others were obsessed with this woman. They ate her delicacies in their mouths and looked at her in their eyes.
A slender waist and three points of beauty will be highlighted by delicious food.
Cui Da felt very hurt. When he drilled the dog hole, he was stuck there and couldn't move. It took a lot of effort from everyone to get him out of the hole. The footprints on his butt are still clearly visible.
People in the Song Dynasty were relatively practical. Two large bowls of bean curd were enough for these half-grown boys to fill their bellies. After eating the bean curd, they did not dare to tease Xi Shi. Although Qiao Xi Shi really wanted Zhao Zixing to tease him, Zhao Zixing thought of his father's
With a black face and the strict school rules of the academy, I had no choice but to drool and reluctantly leave.
"Brother Zhao, I see that Tofu Xishi seems to be interested in you, why not take advantage of this opportunity to get it?" Zhou Tong asked Zhao Zixing pretending to be cool while shaking Yun Zheng's folding fan.
"No, the family law is very good. Everything is a human life. I just want to be happy for a while and let the bean curd Xishi take my own life. It's better not to do such an immoral and smoking thing."
After hearing these words, Yun Zheng's favorable impression of the yameni, who looked arrogant on the surface but was actually quite pure in his heart, had a certain degree of success in everything he did. He spent a lot of money in the brothel and was a womanizer.
In the circle of scholars, it was an elegant thing. When a man was mentioned in bed and curtains between husband and wife, he would confidently reply that he was singing poems to make peace.
Yunzheng's fan is exquisite in appearance, and the ink-colored fan surface painted by Wugou is the most elegant. One side is Baiyun Mountain, and the other side is Douchuan Pass. Only thick and light ink is used to completely outline the mountains and waters of the two places, and the light gray ones in between
The cold fog lingers endlessly.
It's the same as sneaking out to eat. The most important thing is to go to a fan shop and make a dozen pairs according to Yunzheng's folding fans for everyone to use. This thing is considered a rare item in Bianliang City, Tokyo, but other people's folding fans
Most of the fan bones are made of ivory, and at least they are made of fragrant wood. It is very rare that one foot of silk cloth and dozens of bamboo strips can make such a beautiful thing like Yunzheng.
Seeing Yun Zheng's folding fan, the owner of the fan shop's eyes gleamed. How could he be without bamboo and cloth in Sichuan? Yun Zheng wanted to pay for the fan, but Zhou Tong stopped him.
As expected of a shopkeeper, he opened his mouth and said to the shopkeeper: "You have never seen a treasure like this, have you? I know you have the bad intention of stealing from me. We are all scholars. We will lose face if we compete with you for spending money. I allow you to steal."
Master, but I need you to give away thirteen fans for free, how about you make a fortune and lose your reputation as a thief?"
The owner of the fan shop was also quick and hurriedly agreed. Even if fans were to be sold, they could only be sold to educated people. These people were obviously students who had run away from the academy. If their reputation was ruined, they would not be able to do this business.
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Seeing that his goal was achieved, Zhou Tong looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, then took everyone to Fuzi Street. Because he bought a fan for everyone without spending any money, he felt that he had done something good, and his head has never been lowered since then.
When I arrived at Fuzi Street, I deeply regretted that I had eaten too much tofu pudding just now, was too full, and was not aware of the years in school. Today was actually the day when Erlang God of Guanjiangkou saved his mother. The street was extremely lively, and the Erlang Temple was right next to the river.
Inside and outside, people in Chengdu Prefecture got up at five or ten o'clock, scrambling to burn incense. Now, it is time for everyone to return to the city. Not only are there a variety of performances on Fuzi Street, but there are also countless kinds of food.
Everyone looked at Zhou Tong angrily, and Zhou Tong begged for mercy. He bought a big bag of fried chicken head water chestnuts for everyone to beat into teeth as a sacrifice, and everyone let him go.
Chewing the sweet chicken head water chestnuts in his mouth, watching hundreds of plays in his eyes, he was extremely leisurely. Yun Zheng, who had not been so relaxed for a long time, wandered among the bustling crowds, and it felt unreal.
A strong man had a thick bamboo pole on his shoulder. A child in red clothes climbed on the strong man's body and stood on the strong man's head. He made a four-way bow and wiped his palms with a dry cloth, just like a monkey.
They climbed up the bamboo pole in the same way. The strong man kept adjusting his center of gravity underneath. The bamboo pole on his shoulders was swaying. The boy in red climbing on the pole was in danger. Some of the thrilling movements made the onlookers around him scream in surprise.
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Yun Zheng could see clearly that there was no rope tied to the child, and the bamboo pole was more than ten meters high. The green bamboo leaves on the top of the bamboo pole were retained just to add a little elegance.
The boy in red climbed to the top unsteadily. He raised his hand and picked off a fist-sized cantaloupe. He imitated the hozen and climbed the bamboo pole with two legs. He scratched his head at the top while eating the cantaloupe.
It tasted delicious, but unexpectedly, my leg slipped, and it suddenly fell from the top. It rested on the strong man's body, and then fell to the ground. I saw that my mouth and nose were bleeding and I couldn't survive.
Yun Zheng's hair stood up at the sight. He was about to step forward to see if the child could be saved, but he found the strong man wailing and holding a gong, begging everyone for money to bury the child.
Yun Zheng took two deep breaths, but when he didn't smell the familiar smell of blood, he suddenly realized that the kind-hearted Cui Da gave him the most money, and threw a handful of coppers into the gong without even counting them, laughing without saying a word.
Zhou Tong took out a copper coin from his arms, and with a cunning demeanor, he deliberately struck the gong with the copper coin. The strong man bowed his waist and saluted, probably to thank Zhou Tong for not exposing his trick.
Yun Zheng gave five copper coins, thinking that the performance was worth the price. After the strong man collected the money, he poured all the copper coins into a basket, and then he struck the gong with a small hammer wrapped in red silk, making a loud sound.
He shouted: "Red boy, get up and thank me for the reward!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dead boy jumped up and kept bowing to the onlookers around him.
"Do I look stupid?" Cui Da asked Yun Zheng and Zhao Zixing, pointing to his nose.
After getting a definite answer, he shyly stuffed the remaining chicken head water chestnuts into his mouth, revealing his two black sharp horns and whining that he was going to chase Yun Zheng and Zhao Zixing.
After wandering quickly in the crowd for a while, Zhao Zixing suddenly grabbed Yun Zheng, squeezed out a gap from the crowd arbitrarily, and got into a large circle. The rest of the people naturally followed closely. After walking in, he discovered that someone
They were doing a show, apparently a father and daughter, and a young man was arranging sticks next to him. The woman in coarse cloth was doing somersaults in place, very fast, with her hands and feet constantly alternating in place like a revolving door.
I don't know what's so interesting about such a boring thing. Zhao Zixing and Zhou Tong almost couldn't take their eyes off it. Even Cui Da, who has always been honest, was very engrossed in watching it.
"What a belly-turn to reveal your navel!" Zhao Zixing murmured to himself, and only then did Yun Zheng realize that the woman doing the somersault had unknowingly exposed her white belly. She probably didn't even notice it herself, but she was still turning over vigorously.
Zhao Yameni flew into the field with a handful of copper coins, stamping his feet and cheering. When the woman saw someone giving a reward, she turned the page more energetically, and the old man's gongs and drums also beat loudly.
A group of bad guys kept throwing copper coins on the woman's belly, shouting loudly while throwing them. The young man noticed something was wrong, walked to the woman and stopped it quickly. When the woman stopped, he realized that he had made a fool of himself and threw himself on it.
Crying in the old man's arms.
Zhao Zixing and Zhou Tong were still shouting unsatisfied, and wanted to see the woman perform a sexy belly-turning and navel-turning show again. The young man's teeth gnashed loudly, and the old man comforted his daughter and hurriedly stepped forward and said to Zhao Zixing and Zhou Tong:
"My little girl is very tired. How about the old man serving you a round of sticks?"
Zhou Tong threw another handful of copper coins into the field and said with a lewd smile: "Who wants to see the sticks? We just like to see the exposed navel. Hurry up. I have to go back to study after the performance."
The young man wanted to come forward to argue with Zhou Tong, but the old man held him back, and then heard Zhao Zixing say: "I won't bully you. The part you just performed was beautiful, so just play it the way you did it. After the performance, there will be no
Reward! If you don’t perform, you won’t have to perform in Chengdu Mansion in the future.”
This sentence made Yun Zheng feel very strange. It seemed that only scoundrels and bullies could speak like this. According to the usual practice, a knight would come out at this time to fight against injustice and beat the shit out of a group of dudes and bullies.
Carefully looking around, I didn't find any such knights appearing, so I watched the development of things with a lively mood. Zhao Zixing and the others were not bad guys. It was only human nature for Zhou Tong to be philistine. That girl only needed to turn over a few more
It’s just a somersault, it doesn’t matter whether you expose your belly or not, it won’t do anything to her. Those entertainers and acrobats in later generations hated having to wear it, so Yun Zheng didn’t think it was a bad thing, he just regarded it as a playful thing for young people.
That's all.
The young man seemed to be his elder brother. He had a sad and angry face, and his two big fists were clenched tightly. He looked a bit like Takejiro. However, he was just sad and angry. No matter whether the old man pulled him or not, he did not dare to rush forward.
"Keep turning!" Zhao Zixing also lost his temper. He took out a silver coin and threw it on the ground. The old man couldn't help being shocked. In the Song Dynasty, except for officials, no one else was allowed to use silver money. In other words, the group of people in front of him were all
It’s Yanei!
Seeing the little girl coming out crying and about to do somersaults, Yun Zheng was about to say something to stop her. She had saved her face and left. Unexpectedly, a straw sandal flew out from the crowd and was inserted into Zhao Zixing's mouth accurately.
of mouth.
Yun Zheng was shocked, damn, there really is such a knight! (To be continued)