North and South groceries

Qiao Junlin drooped his eyelids to hide the strange look in his eyes. He first turned his head and said a few words to the students around him, and then strode towards Luo Yong: "When will Sanlang arrive in Chang'an, but it's already gone." Have you met a saint?"

"Not yet." Luo Yong said with a smile.

This feeling is a bit strange, the boy who used to be so angry that he couldn't turn his head back with a single sentence can now greet him like an adult.

"I heard from your disciple earlier that you bought a yard in Chang'an City, where are you living now?" Qiao Junlin asked again.

"Yes." Luo Yong still smiled.

"Are you still used to living here?" Qiao Junlin asked again.

"Yeah." Luo Yong nodded: "Except that no one cooks, everything else is fine."

Hearing what he said, Qiao Junlin couldn't help laughing, this person is still the same, thinking that if Luo Yong said that if he didn't leave on the [-]th day, come and help me make date bean cakes, he was so angry that he couldn't get his head off ran back.

Now that I think about it, Luo Yong treated him well at the time. Not only was he willing to teach him how to make tofu, but he also didn’t avoid him when making jujube bean cakes. and cashmere socks.

Don't say it's because he is going to Chang'an City, he might have a chance to get ahead in the future, that's why this guy did those things.

I heard that there are many people who want to make friends with Luo Sanlang nowadays, and some of them are from prominent families. Compared with those people, he, Qiao Junlin, is nothing.

Luo Yong always treated him differently.

Qiao Junlin believed this very firmly.

This kind of cognition also made him feel very at ease.

"At this time, Azhi should prepare dinner. If you don't mind, come and eat with me." Qiao Junlin invited.

"Okay." Naturally, Luo Yong has no reason to refuse. When meeting old friends in a foreign land, they always want to have a meal together.

The healthy servant Teng Chao helped Qiao Junlin hang his Yan'erfei to the back of the carriage, and then Luo Yong and Qiao Junlin took the same carriage and went to Qiao Junlin's house.

The yard rented by Qiao Junlin’s uncle Hou Lin is not in the same square as Luo Yong’s yard. The square where Luo Yong’s yard is located has more developed commerce and is more lively during the day and night. Qiao Junlin’s side is mainly residential. .

Because they are not in the same workshop, if Luo Yong doesn’t want to stay here overnight, he has to go home before the curfew. Otherwise, if he is caught by Zhi Jinwu, he will be in trouble. The curfew system in Chang’an City is still relatively strict at this time. .

When Qiao Junlin took Luo Yong and the others back, Ah Zhi had already prepared the dinner. She was also very happy to see Luo Yong, and even said that there was less food tonight, so she hurriedly took the money and went out to buy a few more. A mustard cake came back, and there was mutton in the mustache, which tasted quite delicious.

"I'll make more meals tomorrow, you guys can come to eat again tomorrow."

Ah Zhi can earn money by herself now, Hou Lin doesn't want her money, and Qiao Junlin always asks her to keep it for herself, so she slowly saves some money on hand, this time Luo Yong came to Chang'an City, She just wanted to treat her well, the meal like tonight was really too simple.

If Luo Yong hadn't pointed her out a way to sell tofu at the beginning, she couldn't think about it at that time, and she might be a pile of dead bones now, how could she have such a good life now.

For Ah Zhi, life now is very good, Hou Lin and Qiao Junlin are very kind to her, and this city is so lively and affluent.

She thought, when Qiao Junlin grows older, or the family has a mistress, then she will find a kind and hardworking man in this city to marry herself, and then she can do some small business and live a small life with peace of mind. Have a few more children...

"Then I'll come back tomorrow?" Luo Yong said with a smile.

"Come on, come on, how long do you want to live in Chang'an City, it's okay to come and eat every day." Azhi said generously.

"Your idea is very good, but there is no one cooking at my side." Luo Yong was not polite to her.

"It's getting late, do you want to spend the night here today?" Qiao Junlin asked aloud at this time.

"It's not good to spend the night here. The police from the palace don't know when they will come, and they will still be waiting at home tomorrow." Luo Yong got up and said.

"Since that's the case, don't miss the time, it's better to go out earlier." Qiao Junlin also got up to see him off.

"Okay, then I'm leaving, Azhi, you have to cook more dishes tomorrow." Luo Yong said with a smile, and walked out the door.

Qiao Junlin and Ah Zhi sent Luo Yong out of the hospital together, and Teng Chao, the healthy servant, was already waiting outside with the carriage.

Until Luo Yong left, Qiao Junlin's uncle Hou Lin didn't come back, and he might not come back tonight. These days, if he didn't go to a brothel, he would be ashamed to say that he was socializing outside.

Luo Yong was sitting in the carriage, and before he entered the gate of the workshop where his house was, he heard the sound of closed door drums on the street, which was urging those who were still wandering outside to go home quickly.

The drum had to be beaten six hundred times before it stopped, and when the sound of the drum fell, all the workshops in Chang'an City were closed. , the management in the workshop will be much looser.

When Luo Yong and the two returned home, the drum was not over halfway, so they washed and tidied up to the sound of the drum.

The drums in Chang'an City are played every day, twice in the morning and evening, and the morning drums start at the fifth watch every day, also called the door-opening drums. According to the time of later generations, it was only three o'clock in the morning at that time, and the drums Stop and stop for a while, if your nerves are not strong enough, don't even think about sleeping late.

In the evening, we have to beat the closed door drum again. After the closed door drum is played, the whole city has entered the curfew time. On the street outside, there are Zhi Jinwu riding a tall horse and patrolling all night. Status doesn't matter, just stay at home honestly, don't go out to stir up trouble.

Before going to bed at night, Luo Yong calculated the time again. It was already June [-]th, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait. Did Li Shimin forget himself at all?

Early the next morning, Teng Chao went out to buy two bowls of Hoto and came back. Luo Yong had just eaten a few mouthfuls when an eunuch from the palace came to deliver a message, telling him to come to the palace to meet the saint.

Luo Yong was nervous about seeing the emperor soon.

In this era of supremacy of the monarchy, the emperor is the supreme existence, the whole country is his, and Luo Sanlang's life can also be regarded as his. If it is not necessary, Luo Yong does not want to be with this kind of person at any time. Deal with people with little life.

The atmosphere in the Tai Chi Palace is solemn and dignified. The sixth month of the lunar calendar is the hottest season of the year. Luo Yong walked in the palace with the eunuch who led the way, lowering his brows and eyes, not daring to look more. People in the palace should not come to look at him, or even give birth to any curiosity.

Today's emperor is still very reliable in general, but among his princes, princesses and relatives, there will inevitably be some unreliable ones. Among those people, none of them can be easily provoked of.

The sun is very bright outside, and the emperor and the ministers in the palace are still discussing matters. Today is the [-]th, and there is no grand dynasty. Only some permanent counselors come into the palace to discuss matters with the emperor. This is basically a daily office.

Luo Yong waited in the porch outside, until it was near noon, when the voice of Xuan Luo Yong's audience sounded there, and under the reminder of a little eunuch next to him, Luo Yong quickly walked into the hall.

"This is Luo's coffin board." Seeing Luo Yong coming in, the sage joked with all the ministers.

"Crassman Luo Yong, I pay my respects to Your Majesty." Luo Yong knelt down and bowed.At this time, the ministers also sat when they went to court. It was the traditional kneeling. There were many cushions in this hall, and a row of ministers "sit" on both sides. In this big environment, kneeling The ground is just a daily posture, and the ceremony of kneeling is just a kind of etiquette.

"Get up, give me a seat." The sage raised his hand, and immediately an eunuch came over with a cushion, Luo Yong turned his head and looked, blind, isn't this his peony cushion?

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Luo Yong kowtowed again.In front of him, Li Shimin was sitting on a one-foot-high beard bed. The beard bed was exquisitely crafted, but it was still far behind those extravagant dragon chairs of later generations.

"I heard that you encountered a disaster two years ago. You lay on the bed for half a year. After waking up, it was like a miracle. But what kind of adventure happened?" His Majesty the Emperor sat cross-legged, and his tone of voice seemed a little careless.

But Luo Yong knows that his mood at the moment may not be as careless as his tone. Throughout the ages, there have been several emperors who did not want to prolong their lives and become immortals. I heard that this one did not take less pills.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, there is no divine help. I just feel that after waking up that time, my mind is a little clearer than before." Luo Yong replied.

"Oh?" His Majesty the Emperor chuckled lightly: "I heard that Bigan has a seven-apertured exquisite heart, I wonder how many orifices your coffin board has opened?"

When Luo Yong heard this, he immediately shivered. If he met a fatuous and brutal monarch, he might have to dig out his heart to take a look. Although this person in front of him is not like this, Luo It still doesn't feel good to use.

It's just that he has nothing to mention what Nabigan does, no matter which myths and legends it is in, Nabigan will not end well.

"The grassroots don't know either, may your majesty want to see it?" Luo Yong barely suppressed the displeasure and fear in his heart, and asked his majesty the emperor with a smile.

"I wonder if you have any magic tricks?" the emperor asked following his words.

"There is no magical method. If Your Majesty wants to see it, just cut me open and take it out to see what's going on." Luo Yong smiled and cupped his hands in the direction of the saint.

Before this face-to-face meeting, Luo Yong also did a lot of psychological construction for himself. No matter what the emperor said, he just had to be a grandson obediently, and after the face-to-face in peace, he went back to Lishi County to open his grocery store That is.

It's just that when things came to an end, I still couldn't swallow that breath.Today's sage is not a stupid person. He should be very clear about what to say that will make the other party feel terrified. If he knows that the other party will be terrified, but still say that, it will be somewhat intimidating.

The way of an emperor has always been to give both kindness and might.

However, he has always disliked being threatened and intimidated by others.

"Hahahaha!" The sage laughed instead of anger, and praised: "You are quite courageous, worthy of the name of the coffin board!"