Datang Fenghua Road

He had a simple and honest face, but his eyes flashed with crazy light. If Han Yue saw him at this time, he would definitely be shocked and blurt out someone's name.

This face is very familiar to Han Yue, and he has known it very early.

Qianlong, Qianlong, really deserves to be the hidden dragon.It turned out that this dragon had been hiding beside Han Yue, but unfortunately it was never discovered.

It is said that Empress Zhangsun and Qianlong are familiar with each other. She should recognize Qianlong immediately when she sees it, but why hasn't she noticed it?

In other words, I noticed it, but I don't want to say it!

Zixia suddenly woke up from her meditation, looked at Qianlong and said softly: "I once heard a rumor that you once pursued the empress of the dynasty, and then suddenly fell out for some unknown reason..."

Qianlong stood with his hands behind his back, his face suddenly flashed with vicissitudes, and he murmured: "The eldest grandson Wugou, nicknamed Guanyin Maid, she was born a bit like my wife, but she is not my wife after all! She is a person of this era. , and I'm just a passerby..."

These words are headless and mindless, and only those who know Qianlong's life well can understand, Zixia stared at him, and suddenly said with deep meaning: "I also heard that you and the Queen fell out for ten months, suddenly Lead troops to attack Li Shimin, and cut open the queen's abdomen on the night of heavy rain in Weibei... Uncle Qianlong, Han Yue injured me last night, why did you take back your palm when you raided?"

Qianlong was furious, turned his head to look at Zixia coldly, and said: "You are just like your father, which is very annoying."

With a sudden movement of his palm, he sucked up the face-covering bamboo hat on the ground, and then slowly buckled it on his head. With a slight sway of his body, he jumped out of the door in an instant.

"Remember what I said, and assist Han Yuexiong to dominate the world. After this is done, this seat will come to you again!"

His voice was gloomy, and gradually faded away. Listening to what he said, it was clear that Qianlong would never be born again before Han Yuexiong took over...

Chapter 310 Wash away the lead and become a new person

The city was covered with snow and covered many secrets. Qianlong quietly left the courtyard, leaving Zixia alone in the room.

The glamorous girl hugged her knees on the bed in a daze, staring blankly at the sunlight coming in from the window. After an hour or two, she suddenly stretched her delicate body vigorously, slowly got out of bed, and stepped on the ground barefoot.

"Jingyanghou, Han Yue, Qingyue of Buddhism is dead, I don't know if you will accept Zixia..." She sighed faintly, with longing and worry in her soft and charming eyes, at this moment she looked like a young girl with a spring in her heart, no? The scheming Buddhist sect controls people.

She searched the room for a long time, and found that there was a full set of cotton-padded clothes in the cabinet. Although the materials were simple, they were the favorite clothes of the people of Shenyang to keep out the cold.

"Wash away the splendor, remove the false and preserve the true..." She murmured, and suddenly took off the gold silk monk's robe and put on a thick padded jacket.

Wang Zhi is like a peasant girl, only her pretty face is still beautiful.

She slowly went out wearing a cotton-padded coat, all the way out of Shenyang City West District, standing blankly on the street.

Although it was winter at this time, Shenyang City was still bustling. There were many small stalls on both sides of the road. Vendors sometimes clapped their hands with heat, stomped their feet hard to keep warm, and yelled twice at the top of their voices to invite pedestrians to buy their own things.

This is people's livelihood, a life that I have never experienced in Buddhism before.

"Girl, if you go shopping in the cold weather, why not come over and taste the old man's hot porridge, a bowl of [-] yuan, it will warm you up and keep you from feeling hungry all day long!"

An old woman stood in front of the stall and called out, apparently thinking of Zixia as a peasant girl.

Zixia gave her a sweet smile and deliberately joked: "A bowl of hot porridge costs ten cents. Aunt, did you come from a bandit before? It's more ruthless than robbery."

Although she was wearing a cotton padded jacket, her pretty face was unparalleled. This sweet smile was incredible. An uncle who sold pancakes next to her swallowed her saliva, and the eyes of the two young descendants also went straight.

The old woman was a little at a loss, and explained again and again: "Girl must not say nonsense, Laoshen's porridge is eight treasures meat porridge, which not only contains eight kinds of food, but also adds marching meat, this method of cooking is only me in the city, It is the secret recipe that I have earned for the work of the Marquis of Jingyang, which I specially exchanged from the Marquis."

She said that she was afraid that Zixia would not believe it, and then explained: "Ten cents a bowl is really not expensive, the cost alone costs seven or eight cents. I have no children and no daughters, so I can earn food and drink by doing this business. I don't believe you. Ask the vendors around me, the porridge I sell is really cheap, and even our Houye likes to come and drink it, and he gives me ten copper coins every time."

Ten cents per bowl of porridge, to be honest, it is relatively expensive in Datang, and the old woman's business is not very good, but she is upright, and the eight treasures meat porridge is made with a lot of ingredients, so there is no way to reduce the cost.

If the cost cannot be lowered, the price will naturally not drop.

Zixia giggled and said softly, "Auntie don't need to explain, your meat porridge is very good, give me a bowl to taste."

The old woman was overjoyed, and hurriedly brought a bowl over and filled her with a big spoonful.

Zixia took advantage of the situation to sit on the small stool beside her stall, drinking sweet meat porridge, and asked in a low voice, "Auntie, I heard from you just now that our Marquis likes to drink porridge. Does he often come shopping?"

There is no need for the old woman to answer this, and the two young men who bought pancakes interjected to please: "Master Hou likes to go shopping, as long as he has no business in the yamen, he will definitely go shopping on the street, but girl, don't wait today. , Lord Hou will have a banquet at home, so he definitely won't be hanging out on the street..."

"I didn't wait for Lord Hou, I just asked casually!" Zixia smiled lightly at the two descendants, and turned to the old woman: "Auntie, I'm a fugitive who just came from Guannei, and I want to get a shop in the city to make money. I'm eating, but I don't know what business to do?"

"It turns out that the fugitive girl who just came to Shenyang City, no wonder you are wearing the newly issued cotton-padded coat!" The old woman nodded and said kindly: "It is not difficult to get a shop, go to the Governor's House to apply for it, you can buy it. You can rent it. My husband recommends you to buy it. If you don’t have enough money, you can get a mortgage and pay a little copper every month. But you have to pay [-]% down payment, and a shop is about [-] yuan, so you have to prepare [-] down payment…”

The old man talks a lot, and he can't finish talking. She didn't wait for Zixia to open her mouth, and then said: "You are a child who escaped from the famine, I'm afraid you can't get [-] yuan of money, but the old man can teach you a way, you go. The Governor's Office will take out the escape route written by the official government of your hometown for you, and the Huliang Yamen will give you a resettlement fee."

When she said this, she glanced at Zixia, and suddenly lowered her voice: "There are two options for this resettlement fee, one is to pay for work, and the other is to give you copper money directly. The old man advises you not to take money, you can only take money. In Shiguan, it’s different with cash-for-work, you can work in Hou Ye’s workshop, earn points every day, and then the servants of high-profile families will ask you to collect them at high prices.”

Zixia sighed softly, put down the porridge bowl in her hand, and said, "Plundering the big clan and hiding the wealth from the people, Lord Hou is a good way." She suddenly realized that she had said too much, and hurriedly picked up the porridge bowl again, drinking and laughing: " Auntie, when I was fleeing from the famine, I sold the farmland and ancestral house in my family, and I could collect [-] down payments, so I don’t have to go to work in the workshop…”

The old woman nodded and suddenly said, "Actually, you are a girl, so you don't need to think about opening a shop, just set up a stall on the street."

"Why is this?" Zixia was a little curious. She used to be a high-ranking Buddhist saint, how did she know about folk life.

The old woman smiled and said, "You need to invest money to open a shop, but you don't need to set up a stall. You are a fugitive who just wants to eat and drink, so why bother with those shops?"

Afraid that she would not explain clearly, she whispered again: "If you want to hire people to open a shop, you must pay the wages on time. Our Lord Marquis has issued a strict order that you must pay monthly wages when you hire people in Shenyang City, and are not allowed to pay them annually. If you are in arrears, the household grain yamen will immediately come to pay a fine, and even the shop will be closed.”

Zixia smiled and said: "Auntie, listening to you, I really don't dare to buy a shop to do business, I also set up a stall on the street, just earn a bite to eat and drink, and by the way, I can help you, you At such a young age, you may not be able to do some work with strength..."

The old woman was overjoyed and said kindly: "If the relationship is good, the relationship is good, you can set up a booth next to the old one's stall, and our mother and two will do business together."

The two young students next to him have been peeking at Zixia, and one of them suddenly said: "Girl, I don't know what kind of business you want to set up? If you don't know the craftsmanship, you won't be able to make money. It's better, it's better..."

There was some admiration in his eyes, and Ai Ai said: "Xiaosheng is a work-study student at the research institute. He has ten work-study scholarships every month, and he is looking for a daughter-in-law."

Seeing that Zixia refused to speak, he hurriedly said, "I have good grades in my studies. Chief Engineer Gu Mingwei often praises me, and even our Lord Hou gave me some pointers on my studies."

Zixia glanced at him, shook her head lightly and said, "Don't blame the big brother, the little girl is already married, and I came to Shenyang after fleeing thousands of miles to find my husband."

The younger generation was a little unwilling, and said: "I am the student that Hou Ye has instructed, and I will have a great future in the future..."

Zixia slowly shook her head and whispered, "The little girl is already married."

My husband, an unparalleled man, can kill with a heart in his arms, but not a young man like you.

The old woman next to her slammed her spoon on the side of the pot and slammed it angrily, "Second son of the Liu family, you obviously have a daughter-in-law in your family, why do you still want to lie to a girl? Get the hell out of here, I will sue you if you dare to talk like that."

The young man was startled, covered his face and ran away, saying as he ran, "Auntie, don't ruin my reputation, I didn't lie to her, I just wanted to marry a concubine."

"Bah!" The old woman vomited heavily and turned to his back: "If you want to do evil things, you are afraid that people will ruin your reputation. The institute recruited students like you, which is simply embarrassing for our Marquis."

Her chest kept heaving and she looked very angry. Zixia stretched out her hand to hold the old woman and persuaded her softly, "Don't be angry, the little girl will not be deceived by him. I only have my husband in my heart."

"Hey, you are a doll in distress. You are handsome, and you will inevitably be disturbed by some descendants." The old woman sighed and said solemnly: "In the future, you will be next to my stall, and the aunt will protect you to see who dares to do harm. If I really want to provoke us, I will file a complaint when Lord Hou comes to drink porridge, and let Lord Hou take good care of them..."

Zixia nodded again and again, she was not afraid of martial arts, but she enjoyed the feeling of being protected.

The old woman chased away the young man, and then put down the spoon in her hand and said, "Daughter, although the young man was angry just now, one thing he said was right. If you don't have the craftsmanship, you may not be able to make money by setting up a stall. It's better like this , I still have a few points, I will give you a secret recipe for snacks."

Zixia smiled sweetly and said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I have the skills..."