Chapter 678

Ask for a monthly ticket

It snowed in the capital, so the good mood of the people was doubled. Few northerners hate snow, whether adults or children. Said double good mood, because the traitor Luo Yao withdrew. Although the battle was fought in a muddle and I didn't know how to lose, it was a retreat. The great Sui Dynasty was still the great Sui Dynasty, so the people were naturally happy.

Chang'an city is too big, so there are many markets. The government arranged the date of the market. There are thirteen fairs on this side of Nancheng, including one on the 23rd East Street. There are three or six fairs every month. Originally, Chang'an city was bustling every day when we went to the market. Since Luo Manzi's rebels came, the city gates were closed and the market became deserted. The merchants in Dongchu could not get in, and the goods became scarce.

On the third day after the rebels withdrew, the city gate was opened. Many people in the city tried to go out. When they found that there was no danger, they began to run to see if their relatives living outside the city were still alive. But they also know that Luoyao burned two Acropolis, and the villages and towns outside were probably destroyed.

There were more people on the official road than before, and the market began to become lively again.

But most of them sell things.

Chang'an's grain is expensive. Although the government interferes more, the price of grain has risen more than three times, so that many people have to move out their things and sell them in exchange for money to buy food. In fact, Chang'an city is not very short of food, but they are all in the official warehouse. There is no will from the imperial court. The people have to find a way to solve it by themselves. But on the day the city opened, the emperor had a decree to distribute grain according to the population.

Because of this, the tea house has been out of business for a long time.

Who dares to visit the building during the war?

However, there is no shortage of food in the tea building. After all, there is no shortage of money in the building.

Originally, the tea house was going to withdraw with Wu, but later, I don't know why. Aunt Xi refused to go and insisted on staying.

The little boss moved a bench and sat at the door, supporting his jaw and watching people coming and going on the East 23rd Street. In fact, he didn't see anything in his eyes and his mind was blank. She knew why aunt Xi refused to leave. Although aunt Xi didn't say, she could see that the man in green shirt must have died.

He's dead. What's the point of aunt Xi's going?

It's not just aunt Xi, but also miss Xi. She hasn't been out of the room for a long time.

"Young master, are we really not leaving?"

A little servant girl asked timidly. She was younger than Xiaoding. She respected, feared and liked this handsome but dignified little leader.

"Isn't it?"

Xiaoding mumbled back. In fact, she didn't know the answer.

"If our building goes on like this, what's the point even if it's open?"

The little servant girl sighed and said to herself with her jaw in her hands: "if she would leave the city, she should have arrived in the south of the Yangtze River by now. The capital is snowing, and the south of the Yangtze River should still be full of flowers and leaves. After the death of the former Emperor, there was almost no business in our building, and we caught up with the rebels to make trouble, which was even colder... Fortunately, the war was over..."

What she said was very confusing, and she didn't expect the little leader to answer anything.

She's just boring.

At this time, a man in his twenties came to the red tea building on the street, wearing a very clean cloth clothes, and his eyebrows were as clean as his clothes. When the young leader noticed the man, he first saw his feet, a pair of black faced and white cloth shoes, which were not contaminated with mud and dust.

So the little leader was slightly stunned, and then looked up.

The young man's face is not handsome, and his smile is not handsome, but the word "clean" makes people feel comfortable. He is about one meter seventy-five. He is a little thinner, but he is not that weak thin. Looking at the style of his long shirt, he should be a scholar, but not a royal coat. He should not have taken the exam.

But the scholar had a long sword hanging around his waist without a scabbard.

Therefore, the cold light on the sword is particularly cold. It can be seen that it is a good sword.

Scholar with sword

The little master couldn't help wrinkling his small nose. He said it was a good sword. The scholars of the Sui Dynasty scoffed at the Wufu, but they liked to hang a long sword around their waist as decoration. Such costumes can be found everywhere in Chang'an City, so the little leader didn't care much. What she cares about is the young man's shoes... Why are they so clean when they come from the snow and mud?

"Hello"

The young man smiled at her, revealing two rows of beautiful white teeth: "are you the head of the tea house? I came to see Aunt Xi specially at the request of my friends."

"Friends?"

The young master sat up straight and looked up at him: "what's your friend's name?"

"Call..."

The young man was about to answer, but he stopped and raised his eyebrows.

Because another man came across the street.

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Compared with the young man who looked like a scholar, the later man looked much more unpleasant. His face is darker, his eyebrows are thicker, his nose is collapsed, and his lips are thicker. The eyes are not big, and the shape is not good-looking. Triangular eyes are generally considered to be the standard configuration of bad people. The upgraded version has a big mole next to the nose. Fortunately, he didn't have a mole, but he may not be able to see a mole on his black face.

The scholar is not handsome but pleasing to the eye. It is disgusting to see a half-aged boy who looks only 15 or 16 years old in a wrinkled leather robe. He was less than 1.6 meters tall, but he was strong. He was wearing a pair of high boots. One of the Spurs behind the boots fell off and the other was broken.

Leather robes are not like the style of people in the Central Plains. The young leader has seen many businessmen from all over the world. He knows that many people like to wear such clothes. It is enough to keep out the cold in winter, and the oily leather wind can't get in at all. But there are few people wearing this kind of leather robe in Chang'an city. If the young leader had seen this man, he might have known him with the stone helmet outside the leather robe.

The black boy's hair is in a bun, neither fish nor fowl. But looking at his riding boots and wristbands, you can see that he is a martial artist.

But... What hung around his waist was not a machete used by grassland people or a straight knife used by Han people, but a book.

Wufu hangs the scroll.

He went to the door of the red tea building and grinned, revealing a mouth of yellow teeth. When he didn't smile, it was ugly and more lethal.

"Excuse me, are you in charge?"

He asked the same question as the scholar.

"I... yes"

The little master smiled politely. Even she felt that her smile was a little fake. The young leader never thought he was a judge by appearance, but he really... Alas... I don't know what kind of parents did to make the child suffer such a great crime. How did he come over the past ten years.

"I was entrusted by a friend to see Aunt Xi."

The black boy smiled foolishly. He didn't seem to have the consciousness that he didn't smile pretty.

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The scholar takes the sword and the Wufu hangs the scroll.

The rest thrush looked at the two people in front of him and felt a little bitter.

She doesn't know the scholar, but she knows the black boy. A while ago, this guy tore up more than a dozen people on East 23rd Street, including men and women. The torn ones included the wife of the Minister of rites, and then the Minister of rites had to run to his door and kneel down to beg for mercy. But the black boy took off his stone armor and combed his hair. After that, he became angry.

Tiger general

"What advice do you have when the general comes to me?"

Asked after the thrush saluted.

Puhu still kept a silly smile and looked particularly simple and honest: "nothing, but the general told me to come, I'll come."

"Huh?"

The breathing thrush didn't understand, and the tiger's answer was almost equal to no answer.

"Oh... The general knows that the tea move is about to move away, so let me go with him."

"Follow?"

Xi thrush's good-looking eyebrows were picked, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "where did the general hear that my building is going to be moved? Although business is cold recently, I didn't want to leave Chang'an city."

"Listen to him"

Pu Hu pointed to the scholar: "you may not know this man. His name is..."

"My name is tan Qingge"

The scholar said, "I'm just a poor scholar. I've been cooking in the martial arts academy since I was six years old and only served one person... Later, I didn't have to cook any more, so I became an idle person. Someone found me last night and said that the tea move was leaving Chang'an. Let me follow."

Xi thrush's face became solemn. He knew what the tan Qing song was.

The tiger rubbed his nose: "It can only be the person who served that person, or I would have torn him long ago. Since aunt Xi doesn't understand, it's better to put it bluntly... Your majesty plans to reward Fang Xie, the general of the black flag army now guarding the southwest. Your majesty knows that Aunt Xi has a deep friendship with Fang Xie, so he plans to invite aunt Xi to move with red tea. The senior general heard that general Fang is a rare talent, so Let me go with the tea recruit to see general Fang, who has long been famous in the Central Plains. "

Tan Qingge said, "Your Majesty ordered me to escort red tea to move southward. After all, it's not peaceful in the south. There are hundreds of thousands of rebels in daoluo, Jiangbei. Luotu blocked the Yangtze River. It's not easy to go in the past. Most of the red tea moves are women. How can we do without personal protection?"

He seems to be very afraid of the tiger. When he speaks, he deliberately doesn't go to see the tiger.

One was sent by the emperor and the other by the general.

Xi thrush was shocked for a while, and then she knew she had to go. If it was just a talk song, she could not go, because she knew that people in the martial arts academy, especially those who had served the old man, couldn't do anything about red tea moves. But now, there is another tiger bashing.

This black boy who doesn't know how to come out is a bad star.

"OK"

Xi thrush nodded: "since it's your Majesty's will, I'll follow it naturally. Let me clean up. After all, I've been running this building for several years, and I need to take care of a lot of things. There are several servants who want to go home. I directly sent them money to go home."

"No"

Fluttering tiger shook his head and said seriously, "the general said red tea moves south, so everyone can't be less. As for cleaning up, it's not difficult. Later, I'll transfer 300 fine armor to help you. It won't take half a day. You say you can dismantle the building."

"When are you leaving?"

Asked the thrush.

"Today"

Fluttering tiger said: "I don't want to leave Chang'an for too long. The general has also explained it. Go and return quickly."

Xi thrush subconsciously looked at Tan Qingge, and the latter's face was also not good-looking.

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A thousand in front of the armor, a thousand behind.

Both sides are solemn and powerful, and in the middle is red tea, inviting more than a dozen carriages, yingyingyan.

So the team looked a little strange and attracted passers-by's eyes when passing through the market.

Walking in front of the team is a black boy riding an old yellow ox. there is a book hanging on the horn. The pages of the book have turned yellow and wrinkled. Read with you.

Walking behind the team was a scholar in white cloth shoes. There was a long scabbard sword hanging around his waist. The snowflake fell on the sword and fell into two pieces.