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"Yu Jintian ruined my innocence." Zhou Tan turned his face sideways with a look of grievance.Leaving aside the innocence in my heart, the clothes are so rotten that I can't describe them in words, and if others see it, it's probably just rumors flying around.

The syrup flowed down slowly, and the chubby rabbit first had a short fat body. Slowly, the bamboo sticks were picked up, and the round head was about to take shape.

The two of them squatted side by side, with their heads poked together to look at it, the end of their eyes were reddened by the heat, and both of them looked like they were about to burst into tears.

The sugar juice is golden brown, as bright as the flowing gold. A child with two buns ran over and shouted curiously, "Rabbit! What a fat rabbit!"

But the fat rabbit lost its head in an instant. It didn't hold on for a few seconds in Zhou Tan's hands, and its intact body lost its head. Zhou Tan bit the hard candy, crunched it, bent down and said seriously: "Not now!" Fat."

The boy tilted his head to look at him, shocked for a while. After a while, he shook his two tufts of hair and spoke in a disdainful tone, his gaze from top to bottom: "What a man."

Yu Jintian laughed out loud, squeezed a stick of candy in his hand, and said in agreement, "What a man."

Zhou Tan choked for a while, then gritted his front teeth confidently, and asked in the manner of a creditor: "Mr. Yu, what do you say about this clothes?"

The white robe was so rotten that it almost covered the lower part of the body, and it all depended on the outer cloak, which could cover the part below the knees, and the hem of the shoes was not high enough to wrap up to the ankles, revealing two sections of flesh that looked like lotus root segments.

As he walked, the wind was blowing, Zhou Tan stepped on his left foot and had to rely on someone to cover him, so he could barely look neatly dressed.

Yu Jintian's eyebrows drooped, and he pointed aggrievedly: "This team is too long."

But the debt owed to others still had to be paid, he stood in reluctantly, was sized up by the girls whispering, struggled to turn around and said: "Both of you go for a stroll, I'll call out here when my number is called. "

Caiyun Building is very particular, and there are many rules everywhere. The card players and the tea drinkers sit in a room.

I went up and asked, and the queue for tailor-made clothes was in the second half of the month, and the line for getting ready-made clothes also turned a few corners.

It's human nature to buy new clothes during the holidays.

Zhou Tan just stretched out his hand, wanting to open his mouth to reveal his wealth: "From the Zhongzhou Chamber of Commerce, I can—"

"Go, go, go to the street." Yu Jintian pushed, his left ear went in and his right ear went out, Sapo rolled around and didn't hear a word: "There is a queue, you go to the street to eat."

Jinluofang has a main street that runs from north to south. Seventy to eighty percent of the shops on the street are tailor shops, big and small are connected together, and it is very lively during the New Year and holidays.

There are two inclined streets, the road surface is narrower, and there are fewer shops. It should be a distribution center for traveling merchants, full of novelty gadgets.

Youzhou City is not like Liangzhou. Liangzhou is known to rely on mines to eat mines. The livelihood of Youzhou is buried underground. In the public impression, neither iron nor gold is produced here, and there are mobile markets. But there are enough of them, even Yujing City may not be able to bump into so many new objects.

"In previous years, when there was nothing to produce in Haizhou, I would come here to pick and choose." He Lianyun pointed to the corner shop where the plaque was about to fall off. A discarded pig iron wheel hub was thrown at the door, and two iron lions were lying head to head. The eyeballs were still alive, and when the wind blew, the bones would turn around.

Like a pair of live lions.

"Whose blacksmith shop is this?" Zhou Tan asked him.

"The blacksmith shops in these states don't make much iron anymore, most of them are puppets."

"interesting."

The two walked side by side, their shoulders rubbing against each other. Zhou Tan carried an embroidered eagle with a strong sense of presence on his back. The two wings traced by gold thread fell all the way from his shoulders to his lower back. His shoulders were slightly narrow, so he couldn't He propped up his two wings evenly, and when he walked up, the two eagle wings flapped in the wind, and he flew away as if he was about to come out.

It's not that other people's homes can't use this kind of decoration. There is no taboo in the Northland about the lord and the dead rules of the lord's son and grandson, but no one has made such a big handwriting, spreading gold thread on a large area of ​​the back like it doesn't cost money.

Zhou Tan shuffled along, looking left and right with sugar water in his mouth, the food all over the street was dazzling, and the stall owners tried their best to welcome customers, waving their handkerchiefs graciously, making people confused that this should be a brothel singing and dancing workshop, not a serious one Jinluo snack street.

"What does Lang Jun eat?" The eager voice saw his back, and chased after him in a hurry, and was very good at picking the point: "I don't want money."

"You, recognize me?" Zhou Tan was amazed, grabbed the pastry on the stall, and it melted softly: "So generous?"

"Who hasn't heard of Zhou Langjun? A few days ago, the state government allocated a large amount of money, and the porridge shop in front of it that didn't need money was set up again. It was said inside that the money was given by the young man who went north. This That's a big deal!"

"I didn't know the number before, but when I saw this dress, could I not recognize it?"

"Nanbian..." An old lady raised her voice and said, "What did Nanbian say? By the way, dragon robes! Not everyone can wear them."

"Young Lord's clothes are here, why are they torn?" The little lady at the bun shop rolled up her sleeves with a naive expression on her face.

"Shut up." The aunt patted the slender arm: "What are you asking, little girl?"

"Yu Jintian ruined my innocence." Zhou Tan turned his face sideways with a look of grievance.Leaving aside my innocence and innocence, the clothes are so rotten that I can't describe them in words, and if others see them, they are probably just rumors flying around.

Mr. Yu can't do other things well, and he really dominates in guiding public opinion to fly wildly.

Zhou Tan thought angrily, and then unexpectedly felt a little weird grievance, and this weird grievance gradually increased. Everyone guessed and laughed in their hearts, but in the end, he was still a poor "innocent" person, and he had never touched it. .

"Go back and deduct his food." He Lianyun said soothingly, regardless of Mr. Yu's hardships and hardships, mixed in the airtight fragrance, waiting in a queue with nothing to love.

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After a long wait, it was getting dark. Hundreds of river lanterns walked on the Yanchen River first. The team of playing, playing, playing and singing went to wait behind the stage with the guys in their arms. The silver girls wearing silver masks also entered the venue in a small car. .

A string of Xiangluo trolleys, skirts fluttering, all flying out like butterflies, rushing to a big feast here in autumn.

The Silver Fairy will be held once a year, and the selected oiran girl will be called "Haiyinlian". Haiyinlian is a sea enchantress in Yujing's rumors. Occasionally, the person she chooses sings a lotus song, and the person who hears the song will receive a budding anemone. The lotus is undefeated, and it is common in dreams.

Of course, if Zhou Tan heard this, he would laugh it off.This is almost the same as the evening story He Lianyun told him, except that the beautiful woman would peel off the cave like a piece of skin, and what she gave to her sweetheart was a lump of gold.There are rumors at the mouth of Yanshan that gold produces gold and profits can be bought in the next year.

Northerners are always so unpretentious and creative.

Turning around, Song Dingjia saw Ji Boming.Shang Hengzhi, the matchmaker, sat by the water and stepped on the water. She took a mica mirror and took a look at her own face. A thousand miles shot out of a piece of glass, to see the graceful woman's body on the stage from a distance.

Glazed glass is expensive, Qianliwang is even more expensive, there is a price but no market, and the two big characters of "rich" are directly on the top of the head.

"Does this count as a pot for rebellious officials and thieves?" Song Dingjia stacked two polished glass pieces, and he could still see a little bit of it.

"Interesting." Ji Boming looked at her: "I am not like a general, but I don't have such thoughts."

If you say this, no one will believe it. If you bite me and I will kill you in the Tian family, you are mostly asking for this position. Ji Boming has a pair of squint eyes that are almost frivolous. Even in the folks, he can be called "uneasy in the room" label, there is really no drive to get out of the mud without staining it.If he wanted to pretend to be a little white flower, his sharp face was a hurdle that he couldn't get over.

Song Dingjia obviously thought the same way, took the anemone branch from the peddler, and the dew dripped onto her fingertips, she frowned: "The prince is here to be polite, why don't you just say it if you want."

"Let me show you the way, General Song, the white-eyed wolf has to be fed from a young age, so that he can be more familiar with it. Find someone younger, so you can handle it. As for me, just watch the excitement."

"Just watch the fun, you won't go to this appointment."

"Who asked me to agree to someone first? It's not impossible to contribute, but this person is really boring. Whoever likes to sit can sit until they die."

With his back to the person, he flicked his sleeves, and the wind gushed in and made a whirring sound: "I think it's too painful."

The fireworks were lit up, and the girl in high shoes turned out of the curtain in a steady pace, and the Yanchen River was sparkling.

The dance pavilion and song stage of Zhenyue Tower was completely dismantled and rebuilt on the water. The four corners of the gauze curtains are embroidered, and the beauty is like a flower, which is called a cloud.

At the beginning of the dance, everyone showed their strengths, mules and horses all came out and slipped away. Judging from the posture of previous years, the appearance of this silver princess is already secondary. In Yujing City, the annual event is nothing more than that, and it may not be so in the Lantern Festival in spring. It was so lively that the emperor couldn't reach it, and when the imperial army came, they could only squeeze in the periphery and walk through the scene.

There are women who recite poems and compose Fu every year, and there are also women who dance knives and swords. Dancing and playing music are too common. It all depends on how the audience's mind wanders this year.

The audience is very ruthless, you don't know whether they want to see the "Shui Shui Sleeves" or "Chest Broken Rock" this year.

Whether you show your face or not is of secondary importance. After all, when a building is built in the water, a group of people are crowded on the shore. No matter how good your eyesight is, you can only see the outline.

Young Master Lu must have been completely blind at this moment, his night-blind eyes could only see faint lights.

The rebellious officials and thieves all stood by the secluded water plants. The lush water plants were like a natural curtain. Others couldn't get through, but they could still get a glimpse of the whole picture from the side corners. You could see what was sung on the stage.

"Sit..." Ji Boming took out a horse tie and pointed it to Lu Chengyu: "General Song, Ji Bojing, a great banner, use it."

"Ji Bojing? Yunzhou County King?"

"Yunzhou? I guess so. That's the only son of Concubine Song." Ji Boming said casually, "There are so many brothers and sisters that I can't remember clearly. His mother is a concubine anyway, and she is much stronger than me."

The author says:

It's late, it's late, thank you all.

Today's hip shaft still hurts, and I suddenly want to eat peanut crisps.