drunk spring branch

Xiaobai is gone.

The next morning, the rain stopped and the sky cleared.Jing Zhu lay on the small wooden table in the side room next door, and slept soundly all night with the folding fan in his arms, surprisingly relaxed a lot.Perhaps it was because Xiaobai finally woke up, which made him inexplicably relieved.

But when he woke up and wanted to see how Xiao Bai was doing, he found that the creaking little bed was already empty.The mattress was neatly laid out, and the thin ink-colored shirt she wore after washing the white clothes was also stacked end-to-end on the bed.The white coat hanging outside was gone, as expected, he should have worn it back.

The current situation made Jing Zhu a little confused.But after sorting out my thoughts, it is not unacceptable.Think of it as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, picking up a kitten from the side of the road and returning it home, so that it can be taken care of and released back to nature.

Yes, do good deeds!Anyway, this guy drank some water and didn't eat much rice.Rescuing stray cats is a good thing, and there will be good rewards. Maybe if you go to pick up junk today, you can pick up some good things, and you can have a good meal?

Besides, Xiaobai's folding fan is still here, maybe he will find it again?

Fortunately, the torrential rain last night did not let the roof of this broken thatched house fly off, and today is also a lucky day!After Jing Zhu simply washed and tidied up, he was ready to go out for a walk.

As soon as he reached the street, Jing Zhu was stopped by Douzi.

"Brother Jingzhu, brother Jingzhu! Gong Xi Fa Cai!"

Most of the little boys in this age group seem to be as lively as him. Douzi grabs Jingzhu's cuff and shakes it around like a naughty little monkey.

"Douzi, where does this... money come from?"

Jing Zhu turned over, carrying two empty pockets, and asked with a smile.

"My grandma said that you have a noble person. I don't know what a noble person is, but it must be more expensive than a sugar person, right?"

Dou Zi innocently touched his head and smiled.

"Then did this nobleman tell you anything?"

Jing Zhu thought for a while, but he didn't know how to talk to a child, so he could only ask straightforwardly.

"No, grandma said, he just asked your name."

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Dou Zi tilted his head and replied.

Good guy, is this for revenge or for revenge?Jing Zhu couldn't help clenching the folding fan hidden at his waist, it might be of great use in the future.

That being said, Jing Zhu still wanted to pawn off the fan after picking up the tatters for a day and getting nothing.

The air after the rain is fresh, but still a little stuffy.Walking around the entire suburb, today there is no broken copper, rotten iron, and no waste or old objects.It's too difficult, I really can't get over my life this day.Jing Zhu wiped away tears that didn't exist, thinking that he was penniless and had little talent, so he was good-looking, could it be... huh?

Walking resentfully on the street, a feeling of hunger on an empty stomach arises spontaneously, which makes Jing Zhu feel a little embarrassed and lonely.

Unbiased, the peddler selling pancakes next to him hawked more happily, it was like a magic voice filling his ears.The eggs sizzled in the oil pan, the fresh and fragrant seasoning danced and danced on the golden yellow, and even the green and tender lettuce leaves were very cute.All of this is like a graceful dancer twisting her waist, her frown and smile are full of charm.

The feet seemed to be on rollers, and Jingzhu involuntarily approached the pancake stall. The boss smiled and yelled while spreading the pancakes, feeling that someone was coming, and hurriedly raised his head to greet the visitor, but when he saw this person...young, disgraced , although he was born handsome and handsome, but he looked a bit poor, carrying a broken bamboo pole, could it be that he belonged to the beggar gang?

"Young master, small business, you go to another house to have a look."

The boss shook his hand in disgust, trying to tactfully drive him away.

Hey grumpy!Jing Zhu rolled up his sleeves, suddenly felt his head buzzing, and even wanted to groan and shake the place.If this was in the past, who would dare to treat him like this?Who didn't politely call him the eldest son?What do you want, offer it with both hands?As long as he wants, the whole street can be bought, and you are a small pancake stall owner?

In the past...that was just the past, I chose this situation by myself.

The restlessness in his heart suddenly calmed down, Jing Zhu turned around and left in a despondent manner.But after a few steps, he clenched his fists again.

Do not steam the buns to fight for breath!

The outskirts of the city run from east to west and extend to the center of the capital, so you can find a pawn shop within a few steps.

The pawnshop clerk was lazily leaning on the wooden chair behind the counter, closing his eyes and resting his mind. He was awakened by someone's menacing posture of entering the market, and was so frightened that he almost knocked over the paper deeds scattered on the table.

"My lord, do you want to become or redeem?"

The buddy rubbed the tip of his nose, trying to cheer himself up.

"Dang! How much is this worth?"

With a snap, Jing Zhu pulled out a folding fan from his waist and slapped it on the table.

Hey, what did this person eat, so angry, soy pot fish?The buddy was awakened by the patting, squinting his eyes to look at the fan carefully, and then carefully weighed it to figure it out. After a long while, he shook a finger.

"100 taels? No way, this fan is so good, so you just give it this amount? No way, no way, no way, no way?"

Jing Zhu was astonished, and went up against the case.

"150 taels, it's not appropriate to love. This year's fan market is not good, and no one wants women's fans. If you don't like it, just go out and turn right. There is another one over there. Maybe it will only give you 80 taels."

The guy rolled his eyes, and continued to lean on the wooden chair with his eyes closed and rested his mind.

Retracting the fan angrily, Jing Zhu was as angry as a puffer fish, bulging her cheeks, swiping the hem of her long gown, and rushing out the door.Of course, I didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of tearing the last decent gown.

Wait... a woman's fan?Why did Xiaobai carry a woman's fan with him?Could it be that you already have a family?

Jing Zhu didn't know if he had a family, but he only knew that he was really hungry and almost passed out.

Go out and turn right as the buddy just said, and indeed saw another pawnshop within a few steps, but Jing Zhu didn't really want to go in.I have walked a lot today, and I have been hungry for a long time. A few steps ahead of this pawnshop, there is a restaurant with gorgeous decoration.The golden lacquered door, the gold-plated nanmu plaque, the warm sound of the song stage, and the warm spring, it should be one of the best restaurants at the foot of the capital.

Drunken Immortal Pavilion, the name is quite interesting.

Thinking secretly, Jing Zhu shook his little head and entered the restaurant with a pair of big eyes.

In contrast, the hospitality of the guys in this restaurant is much warmer.Jing Zhu picked a seat on the upper floor near the window, ordered some good wine and food, and ordered some songs sung by Maggie, so he felt at ease.

Jing Zhu, who had never experienced hunger and poverty when he was young, would not force himself to be bolder unless it was absolutely necessary.When checking out, he confidently took out the folding fan from his waist and gave the waiter a "you understand" look.

"This……?"

The cashier at the counter scratched his head while clutching his fan.It's not unheard of to exchange things for money before, but I'm not sure about the value of this object, so I had to ask the boss to inspect the goods in person.

So, Jing Zhu drank tea and sat on the mahogany nan chair in the hall for a while, only to see a romantic man slowly coming out of the wing room.This man was very tall, dressed in an indigo black robe, he smiled coyly, but he was not angry.The young man followed behind him with a flattering smile, saying "Boss Zhou" in a very friendly way.

There are usually two kinds of people who dare to exchange things for gold in Zuixian Pavilion.One is a drunken rascal who wants to cheat others by pretending to be shoddy. Of course, Boss Zhou is not a blind person, so this kind of person is naturally easy to dismiss.The other is to hold a treasure that is not easy to collect at the pawn shop but is priceless. This kind of person may have something to say.

"Your subordinate is dull and doesn't know treasures. Please leave it to me for the time being, so that we can increase our knowledge and open our eyes."

Boss Zhou bowed with a smile and extended his hand politely.

In an instant, two words popped out of Jing Zhu's mind, one is a smiling tiger, and the other is "be polite before fighting".If Xiaobai's fan was just an ordinary plaything, then today he might have received more than one severe beating.I hope Xiaobai can give him a face and let him have a full meal.

Although he still looked confident and personable, Jing Zhu's forehead was already sweating from nervousness, and he even put his hands on his forehead to sleep, waiting for the trial.

There was no movement for a while, Jing Zhu quietly opened his fingers, and peeked along the gaps between his fingers.For some reason, the boss started to get nervous when the week changed.

"Boss Zhou, is this meal worth it?"

Jing Zhu stood up, and looked at Boss Zhou with a smile on his back. In fact, he was already so nervous that he was about to dig out a three-story attic with his big toe.

"...My lord, put away your fan. This meal is treated as an invitation to you. Next time, if you can invite Lord Xiang to come with you, it will definitely make the humble house flourish!"

Boss Zhou's attitude was more than a bit more polite than before, and he could bend his waist.

"Of course, wait for me to go back and discuss it with King Xiang."

King Xiang, what King Xiang?Isn't this the broken fan left by Xiaobai?Jing Zhu didn't understand very well, but since someone appreciates this face, why not do it.Why don't you just pretend to know this King Xiang and eat and drink for nothing.

After Jing Zhu left, Boss Zhou regained his composure.The guy next to him was also ignorant. On weekdays, who would dare to drink and eat in Zuixian Pavilion without spending money, and then walk out from the main entrance swaggeringly?

"Boss Zhou, what is the clue of this fan? Could it be that you are talking about King Xiang..."

The boy rubbed his abacus and asked.

"The snow jade lotus fan is a relic of the imperial concubine Lotus from the previous dynasty. Now in this capital...the only one who dares to brazenly use the lotus fan in front of the emperor is King Xiang."

Boss Zhou muttered in a low voice, for fear of being overheard by more people.