Beauty is sick

Mu Jiao glanced at the word "Yecheng" not far away, and said not to be outdone, "It's strange to meet you wherever you go."

Pei Zhe clutched the rein and didn't make a sound.

Jin Lingjiu got off his horse and said, "It seems that Master Pei and I are indeed destined to each other. I don't know why you came to Yecheng?"

Pei Zhe didn't let it go: "Come pick up a friend, he's going to Yecheng today."

Jin Lingjiu's complexion improved a lot after a night's sleep, and the sickly weak breath was no longer visible.

To get off the horse when entering the city, several people walked together one after another.

Pei Zhe's gaze ran towards Jin Lingjiu in an upright manner, and Young Master Jiu, who looked at it calmly, couldn't help but ask, "Haven't seen enough? Is that what Pei Lang wants?"

Pei Zhe laughed for a while, but didn't say anything stupid: "You look good, you should have had a good rest last night."

Mentioning this, Jin Lingjiu was in a good mood: "I would also like to thank Mr. Pei, who is very good at putting people to sleep."

The two of them called each other a lot, and Pei Zhe was able to tell from the names he called himself whether Jin Lingjiu was sincere or joking. For example, "Pei Lang" just now was just joking. "Lord Pei" is a lot more serious.

Pei Zhe responded generously: "Based on the friendship between me and the ninth son, you are welcome. If you need it, you can come to me again at any time."

Jin Lingjiu's heart moved slightly, and he didn't refuse.

They all entered the city together.

Yecheng is a place where countries border each other, close to the Fanbang tribe. Many passers-by have exotic features, high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and most of them wear strange clothes.

"Yecheng is located between our dynasty and Fanbang. Pedestrians in the city come from the two places. There are many caravans coming and going, and the population is mixed. Seven of the ten people here use false identities." Pei Zhe glanced at the people not far away. Caravan, "I forgot to ask earlier, what is the ninth son doing here?"

Of course I can't tell him what I did, Jin Lingjiu said vaguely: "Come and relax, I'm tired of lying down these days, come out for a walk."

It was just a casual question, but Pei Zhe didn't care about his perfunctory: "The friend I'm picking up will arrive in the afternoon, and I have plenty of time, do you want to go shopping together? I heard that there are many gadgets in Yecheng, we can go and have a look." .”

He said he was here to relax, but now he refuses to show that he is not showing face, Jin Lingjiu gave Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao a look, and replied: "If Mr. Pei invites you, then respect is worse than obedience."

It was inconvenient to lead the horses, everyone put the horses in one place, and there were special horse watchers in the city, and without waiting for Jin Lingjiu's order, Zuo Ping paid for everyone's horse watch fees.

There are a wide variety of things sold on the street, although they are not exquisite, they have the characteristics of foreign countries. Pei Zhe has to stop at each stall for a while to see the novelty.

Jin Lingjiu had never gone shopping with someone like this before, and followed behind with a wooden face: "Do you like these things?"

In his eyes, the things sold in these stalls are not very good, and it is not worth wasting time to look at them.

With a smile in his eyes, Pei Zhe put down the small colorful pottery figurines in his hand, a little embarrassed: "Just take a look, I haven't seen these little things before."

The speaker has no intention of listening but the listener has the intention. Jin Lingjiu somehow felt that these words were a bit lonely. Pei Zhe was not very old when he took part in the examination. Later, he became an official and was detained in the capital. Because he usually behaved too calmly, others always I forgot his age.

Tanhualang is just an adult now.

"If you are interested, you can buy it and play with it." Jin Lingjiu picked up the painted pottery figurine he put down, "How do you sell this?"

The stall owner stretched out two fingers: "As long as it costs two cents, the guest officer can take it away if he likes it. I brought it back from outside. It's a rare item, and you can't see it in Huaizhou City at all."

The outside refers to Fanbang. In recent years, there has been constant friction between the imperial court and Fanbang, and only the superficial peace is maintained. It is forbidden by the government to sell Fanbang's things in a fair manner. That is to say, Yecheng's control is not so strict. Only stalls dare to do this.

They are not in charge of left and right here, and there is no need to cut off people's wealth.

Two coins are not much, and Jinling Jiu has no idea about silver coins, so it can only see that this crudely made pottery figurine is not worth much, but it is not sure how much it is worth.

Pei Zhe took the pottery figurines and put them on the stall: "I don't like it much, what are you doing with the money? Let's go and see what's on the other stalls."

After he finished speaking, he walked away without showing any nostalgia. Jin Lingjiu was silent for a while, then suddenly remembered something, turned and followed.

As soon as the person left, the stall owner changed his face instantly, cursing: "Bah, bad luck, if you see it or not, you're dressed like a dog, and you can't even get a penny!"

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, Jin Lingjiu, who was behind, paused and turned sideways: "What did you just say?"

The stall owner had a bullying temperament, seeing that Jin Lingjiu was not easy to provoke, he shrank his neck and remained silent.

"Brother?" Mu Jiao followed his gaze, "What's wrong?"

Jin Lingjiu never cared about other people's opinions, so she never thought that Jinlingjiu would care about what the stall owner said.

Zuo Ping felt blessed in his heart: "Master Jiu, do you want to buy that pottery figurine?"

They hadn't taken a few steps, they were very close, Jin Lingjiu said casually, "I don't care about two cents, but such a poor thing, it's a waste to buy it, it doesn't deserve it."

On the surface, he said that the terracotta figurines were not worthy, but he kept looking at the stall owner when he was talking, obviously criticizing Sang Sang and scolding Huai Huai.

Mu Jiao felt that something was wrong, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, she squinted at the things on the stall, and agreed, "It's not worthy."

The three of them turned around and left after speaking, ignoring the stall owner who was too angry to speak.

Pei Zhe went shopping all over the street, looked at almost every stall, but didn't buy the last thing.

There is an open-air tea shop on the corner of the street. This kind of tea shop is common in summer, and most of them sell herbal tea. In winter, there is no cover, the tea is cold quickly, and few people come.

But Yecheng is different. There are many caravans coming and going here, among which small caravans account for the majority. Not every caravan can afford to go to the teahouse. This kind of open-air tea shop is cheap and big, suitable for passers-by like them to rest their feet.

This tea shop has a good business, with a total of six tables, four of which are full of people, looking like two caravans.

Pei Zhe and the others sat at the same table. Jin Lingjiu was not used to this kind of big bowl of tea, so he didn't ask for a tea bowl.

The two caravans at the tea table next to them seemed to be traveling together, they were not from foreign countries, they sat together, chatting about something.

"This batch of goods has been delivered, and the profit is beyond count. Brother, you can just listen to the elder brother. Let's go out together, and we will make a lot of money!"

"No, that place is too evil. No matter how many caravans go there, they never come back. I can't let my brothers die together. We have to live to spend the money we earn."

"What are you talking about? Let me tell you, it's all rumors. A master went to that porcelain kiln, and it's not so mysterious..."

Pei Zhe drank half a bowl of tea in one breath, and listened to their chatter.

Seeing his posture of drinking tea, Jin Lingjiu suddenly felt a pain in his body, and was heartbroken for the good tea he had brewed earlier.

Mu Jiao has been traveling in the rivers and lakes, and has never been in contact with Fanbang. She is very interested in the delivery and porcelain kilns they talk about: "Is this a caravan? The place they are talking about seems very interesting."

"It's just hearsay." Pei Zhehun said indifferently, "Most of these small caravans take risks to make profits, and they go to some strange places for money. I don’t know if the rumors are true or not.”

The people from the two caravans didn't say much, they talked for a while, but they broke up because they couldn't reach an agreement.

Jin Lingjiu pondered for a moment, then touched Mu Jiao's tea bowl with Qu Zhi: "Want to know?"

Mu Jiao was very courageous and never believed in ghosts and gods: "That sounds interesting, do you know the porcelain kiln they are talking about?"

"It's my first time here, so I don't know anything about Fanbang." Jinling Jiuwen said in a warm voice, "If you're curious, let Zuo Ping accompany you to find Bao Bao in the city and ask what's going on."

Mu Jiao's eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up dragging the left screen: "We'll be back soon."

Only Pei Zhe, Jin Lingjiu and Yun Wuyang were left on the tea table.

Pei Zhe glanced at the backs of the two leaving with a half-smile: "Soon? It seems that Jiu Gongzi will stay with me for a while."

Jin Lingjiu pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending that he didn't understand what he said.

Zuo Ping and Mu Jiao didn't come back until the tea shop was closed. Jin Lingjiu calmly smiled under Pei Zhe's pointed eyes: "Master Pei's friend must be a generation of dragons and phoenixes. I don't know if I'm lucky enough to meet you." one sight?"

Pei Zhe played with the folding fan: "Of course it's possible, but Mr. Jiu is wrong. My friend is not an outstanding person, and he can't be praised by a dragon and a phoenix."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Pei Zhe's tone was arrogant: "He is not as good-looking as I am, and he is not as talented as I am. He has not read many books, and he is as different as me."

Jin Lingjiu: "..." Does your friend know what you think of him?

That friend may not know Pei Zhe's evaluation, but the facts have proved that birds of a feather flock together.

Leaving from the tea shop, he went to the gate of the city. After walking for a long time, Jin Lingjiu saw that friend who was no match for Pei Zhe in any way. The other person was very different from what he had imagined.

But in a sense, this friend and Pei Zhe are indeed the same thing.

The young man was also holding a folding fan, chasing after a carriage, and kept knocking on the window of the carriage with the fan: "Two sisters, you haven't told me your names yet..."

He behaved boldly and spoke wildly, which attracted passers-by on the street to stop and watch.

Jin Lingjiu couldn't believe it: "Is he the one you want to pick up?"

Pei Zhe helped his forehead helplessly: "No, I made a mistake, I don't know this person."

Yun Wuyang waved at the young man: "Master Jun, here! We have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The young man looked over following the voice, and then resolutely continued to chase the carriage: "I don't have time now, let that shameless Pei Zhe wait first, and I will talk to him after I ask the names of my sisters."

Pei gritted his teeth, and roared in a low voice: "Get out of here quickly, and if you mess with me again, I'll tell your brother about your sneaking over!"

"Pei Zhe! You are here to beat me!" The young man said angrily.

Pei Zhe sneered: "If only I could kill you!"

Youth: "You think beautifully!"

Pei Zhe: "..."

Seeing Pei Zhe speechless for the first time, Jin Lingjiu couldn't help laughing.

Amazement flashed in the young man's eyes, he turned his footsteps, and went straight to Jinling Jiu: "My lord, Baibi, means white jade without flaws, and I don't know the beauty's name?"

The author has something to say:

Three shifts.

It will be updated later tomorrow, Riwan.