Chapter 57 First time in the imperial capital

The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the imperial capital, is the political, economic and cultural center of the whole Great Zhou Dynasty. Naturally, it is different from any city that Qingyin passes along the way. The street is also paved with bluestone slabs, but it is twice as wide as she has seen, enough for two wide carriages to pass through at the same time, and there will be a long distance between them.

There are two-story and even three-story and four-storey tall buildings on both sides of the street, each of which is full of luxury and exquisiteness. This fashion is early in the morning, but the doors of several shops are already open and the lights are bright. One of them is a restaurant, where several tables of guests sit in twos and threes, or eat quietly, or whisper together. In addition, several companies are yawning to unload the door panels and preparing to open for business.

Qingyin walked slowly in the middle of the street, looking around from time to time, looking at this familiar but strange city. Occasionally, there were two bear hawkers around, bowing their heads and hurriedly past her, as if no one had noticed her at all.

Gradually, the sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the number of pedestrians on the street is slowly increasing. Everyone is neatly dressed and clean, but they can see a faint sadness at the bottom of their eyebrows. These are the people of the imperial capital! The outside looks bright, but in fact, the inside is not necessarily happy. Just as the voice was thinking to himself, there was a rapid sound of horses' hoofs behind him, followed by the shout of a cheerful teenager: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way..."

With the shouts, the people around him avoided it one after another, and the clear voice instinctively avoided retreating to the street. Looking up, it was a teenager in a white robe with his legs on the back of a snow-white BMW. In the middle of the street, two hawkers were overturned to the ground by the young man's whip because of the heavy burden. His body was also stained with blood, and his obviously painful face was twisted, but he did not make a sound at all. Instead, he knelt on the ground cowardly and kept tapping the bluestone slab on his forehead, making a dull sound.

Looking at the blood dripping on the peddler's forehead, the hatred in the bottom of her heart rose, and a little under her feet, she flies in the middle of the street. In the blink of an eye, her figure has disappeared in the crowd again.

The white horse galloping in the middle of the street suddenly roared. The teenager on the back of the horse was frightened and pulled the reins tightly with both hands, but was finally thrown off the horse by the frightened white horse. First, the people on the street were shocked, and then they saw the teenager rolling on the ground twice. His whole body was stained with mud. He looked embarrassed. Originally, he wanted to laugh, but at the feet of the emperor, the people who could run on the street must be extraordinary. He was not a prince or a nobleman. In this way, he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, and his face turned red.

The teenager stood up, clenched the whip, dusted his body, walked to the team where the Qingyin stood, raised his hand and raised a whip in the air, and said viciously, "Who shocked my prince's car?"

Everyone is cowardly.

The teenager caught the person closest to him. With a wave of his arm, the man rolled to the ground. Seeing that the teenager's whip was about to hit the man's body, he panicked and saw a stone at his feet. As soon as he picked up his toes, the stone hit the back of the teenager's head steadily.

The teenager ate pain and subconsciously reached out to cover it. He touched the wet, sticky and warm ** in his hand. He spread out his palms and looked in front of him. His face suddenly turned pale and bloodless. His eyes turned, his waist was soft, and he collapsed on the ground.

At this time, a young man, who looked like a servant, caught a jujube-red pony in his legs and caught up with him. When he saw the young man who was paralyzed on the ground, he grabbed the rein, stepped down from the horse, jumped a few steps in front of the teenager, picked up the young man's fainted body, and called anxiously, "Ninth prince, ninth prince, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, people on both sides of the street knew the identity of the teenager, were afraid of being investigated, and they fled around before the teenager woke up. The hawker who had been beaten by the ninth prince also hurriedly picked up the burden, and even didn't have time to pick up the things scattered in it, and fled in a hurry. The voiceless voice also followed the chaotic fleeing crowd, and the cat sneaked out with its waist.

Leave the little man alone and shout around anxiously: "Come, no one yet. This is the ninth prince. If there is a difference, you will all pay for it with your life."

It's just that he doesn't shout, but with such a threat, even those who have just passed by without knowing have fled far away for fear of being affected.

In the end, it was still the shopkeeper on both sides. They knew that the ninth prince was injured outside his territory, and those passers-by may not be found. In the end, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be blame them. Some people are also fighting to save the ninth prince in their hearts, who are the royal benefactor. Maybe they will see this in the future. It's a little better for him and less taxed.

One of them was the owner of the restaurant. He twisted his fat buttocks, ran over, and greeted two more children to help the little man carry the ninth prince into the wing room. At the same time, he also sent someone to invite the doctor. When the ninth prince left, the street resumed traffic. Those newcomers have no idea what just happened on the street they stepped on? Or it's not that they don't know and don't care, but that they who live in the imperial capital have long been accustomed to such things!

On the first day she came to the imperial capital, she punished a domineering prince. Thinking that she would let more princes and nobles suffer in her hands in the future, she was very happy. He hummed a little tune all the way and continued to move forward, but only half a street, he felt hungry in his stomach. Pressing his stomach, he looked at both sides of the street and found a relatively clean but not so magnificent restaurant.

Stepping in, the shop's eyes glanced at the doorside with a shadow shaking, turned around and smiled. When he could see the Qingyin's dress clearly, he curled his lips and hurriedly greeted him up. He stopped three steps away from Qingyin. The white veil on his shoulder dumped it in front of Qingyin, forced Qingyin back to the door and retreat directly. On the steps at the door, he squinted at the clear sound, kept holding a plaque next to the door, and said strangely with a nasal voice, "You can't read? Didn't you see what was written at the door of this store?

Qingyin looked at the plaque hanging on the door. It was a few traditional characters. She could recognize several words in it vaguely, but she didn't see the complete meaning clearly. However, from the contemptuous attitude of the store, she knew that what was written on it must not be good. She held her head high and crossed her waist: "I really don't know. Please ask this Little brother!"

The second child raised his eyebrows and shook his handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose: "Hey, these days, any cats and dogs dare to come to our city. They don't know a few words, and they are eager to make money in the city without peeing to see what kind of virtue they have?" After saying that, he turned his head and went back to the store.

Qingyin followed the eyes of the store's second, looked up and down, and then found that he was wearing a short practice suit. Because of the three days and nights on the road, it had already been dirty. No wonder the shop's second child regarded himself as the poor countryman. But what happened to the countrymen? Is he born and raised in this imperial capital? He is just a servant's second child. He still looks down at people. The clear sound will dry, and his toes are a little bit in front of the store's sophomore.

The shopkeeper didn't check it. If Qingyin hadn't raised his hand to cover his head, he would have hit Qingyin's chest.

Suddenly found that his face was covered by a dirty hand, and the shopkeeper suddenly stepped back two steps and scolded angrily with a veil on his forehead, "You stinky beggar, what are you doing? Dirty the handsome face of the young master!"

Puff! The second child in the shop is only fourteen or fifteen years old. Although he has good facial features, he has nothing to do with handsome. Qingyin couldn't help but forget what he had just said that he was a beggar. He laughed and walked into the hall, casually found a seat and sat down. He stepped on the bench next to him, and threw the burden on his back heavily on the table, revealing a few ingots of silver.

The second child of the shop was clever and cunning. As soon as he saw the real guy in the Qingyin bag, he immediately changed his face, accompanied him with a smile, bowed his waist, and walked forward: "Do you want to eat or stay in the store? Our specialties include braised pork ribs with sauce, emerald chicken fillet, steamed grouper, golden shrimp..."

The shop's Xiao Er counted the signboard and looked at the clear sound with his eyes squinting. His hand secretly slid to the table. Just as he was about to touch the silver ingots, the Qingyin palm patted on the table. One of the bamboo chopsticks in the bamboo tube on the table jumped out and directly inserted it in front of Xiao Er's finger. He was so scared that his face turned white and he hurriedly closed it. Go back and wipe back and forth on your clothes: "Ha ha, prince, look, what do you want to eat?"

"I want..." Qingyin Xin picked up a piece of silver and rolled it in the palm of his hand, looked at the shopkeeper's eyes, hesitated for a long time and said, "I want a bowl of big meat noodles, more soup, less meat, more noodles!" After saying that, he took back the silver ingot. Looking at the disappointed appearance of the shopkeeper, Qingyin pinched a scattered silver fruit from his waist and threw it on the shopkeeper: "A room, you should be able to bathe."

It's not that Qingyin doesn't like the things introduced by Xiaoer, and she hasn't had a good meal for a long time. However, her attachment to the imperial capital this time is limited. No one knows when she will get to Chen Kang's side, so she must save some money! However, it is also purposeful to reward the second child of the store. After all, this imperial capital is very strange to her. She can't figure out where Chen Kang's mansion is, and the second child of the store is a snab. She must know a little about the princes and nobles in the city, so she is willing to eat only one bowl of big meat noodles. , rewarded the shopkeeper with silver fruits that are more valuable than the bowl of big meat noodles. Isn't it just to talk about the second child in the store in the future?

This is called reluctant to let the child trap the wolf!

"Yes, yes, prince, don't worry, the little one will do it immediately! Be sure to arrange the best room for the prince!" The second child of the shop got the reward. Sure enough, he smiled and nodded and retreated: "A bowl of big meat noodles, more soup, less meat and less noodles, go to the room!"