Chapter 187

"I'm sorry that my coat is single, but I'm worried about the charcoal and I wish it would be cold." combined with the scene just now, it's really the most appropriate! "

The man's voice behind him startled both of them. As soon as Mu Yunsheng turned his head and looked around, he saw that shiziye was wandering aimlessly in the street with a servant in green. He didn't know when he came behind them and listened to their conversation just now.

Shiziye played with the folding fan in his hand, and his thin lips made him smile as if he had nothing: "except for a good culinary skill, I once thought I was a talented girl, but I was disrespectful before!"

With that, the noble son of the Duke of the town even pretended to make an apology.

Mu Yunsheng couldn't bear it. He leaned over to avoid his salute and said, "my son is serious. Is that what I did? I heard it by chance from a country master. I'm just a vulgar woman in the country, but I can't be a talented woman like you."

In the busy market, people come and go. Mu Yunsheng and Zhao Mian are charming and charming. Sometimes some men look at them and steal their eyes. At this moment, they talk with a childe who seems to be rich or expensive. They immediately stop coveting.

There were many people with mixed eyes, but they didn't care and talked while walking.

Apart from being a gourmet lover, he also loved poetry. It was so easy to hear a good poem. How could he miss the chance to ask the bottom of it: "I wonder if you can recite the whole poem again, girl, and let me listen to it as well?"

Mu Yunsheng hesitated. She could recite the poem "selling charcoal Weng". She also seriously thought about whether everything described in the poem was not in line with the background of this aerial era. After thinking about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with it. She I still didn't speak.

Mu Yunsheng has her own concerns. In ancient times, reading and reading was a very luxurious thing. Now she is just a poor girl in the countryside, where can she get in touch with the intellectuals in the world.

The only cousin in the family who can read and calculate accounts is just barely able to recognize all the words and understand the basic method of making accounts.

She had no chance to contact any scholar since she was a child. Her sudden eloquence will certainly arouse the suspicion of those who want to. At that time, she will lie insincerely, but if she tells a lie, it will take thousands of lies to complete

She asked herself that she was not a thoughtful person. If she showed her horse's feet and was burned to death as a monster, it would make people shudder.

Therefore, she is in a dilemma in the face of the question of the prince of the town. She doesn't know how to answer it.

Looking at her tangled face, Shizi joked with a smile: "did you not write it down when you listened to the master's poem that day? Just remember these two sentences? "

When Mu Yunsheng looked at the real second generation of officials, he saw his interest growing. It was not like he was interested in asking questions occasionally. It was obvious that he really liked poetry.

Now in the capital, Li Wensheng can't help, and the other party's troubles have not been solved. To open a restaurant in the capital, it needs to have certain financial power.

Financial resources, Mu Yunsheng asked himself is absolutely no problem, but this problem of power, it is absolutely Zhao Jin's short board now.

If you can find the Duke of Zhenguo as a backer, you will be sure to open a restaurant in the capital.

Thinking of her previous explanation, Mu Yunsheng thought that there was no flaw, so in the face of shiziye's jokes, she was calm and said with a smile: "shiziye, do you really want to listen?"

As soon as the prince of Zhenguo shook off his folding fan, his action was really elegant: "what? Can't I hear this poem? "

Unable to laugh or cry, Mu Yunsheng waved his hand to deny: "I don't mean that. It's just that you should be interested in those romantic poems. These poems about the hardship of people's livelihood..."

Speaking of this, she paused and laughed bitterly.

The prince frowned, and his heart was a little upset: "what do you mean? Do you mean that my son is one of those people who don't know how to eat minced meat? "

Zhao Mian said discontentedly, "sister Yunsheng doesn't mean that. After all, you are the kind of noble childe who doesn't eat fireworks. How can you be interested in caring about the people's livelihood?"

Zhao Mian is straightforward and impulsive. Mu Yunsheng takes a sneak look at Yan Shizi from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he has no sign of anger, he is secretly relieved.

"Then you're wrong. I'm not the kind of grass bag that is full of gold and jade! In a few days, I will be promoted to Duqi Xiaowei, who is in charge of 500 troops and horses to protect the security of the capital. "

In Jincheng, a brick can hit three or two dignitaries. It's not easy to find a good job in the capital where the dignitaries gather.

Mu Yunsheng looks like she is about the same age as Zhao Jin, so she can get such a good job. I think he has a strong family background or he has good skills.Therefore, we are more and more determined not to offend this person.

"Congratulations to Shizi. I can't recite that poem. If you are interested, please listen to it."

With that, she recited the song slowly.

This poem is about a man who sells charcoal. Through this man, the hardships and hardships of the ancient people at the bottom are reflected. The whole poem is catchy and elegant. After hearing this, the prince of Zhenguo's cynical smile on his face also converged. Looking at the bustle of the street, he sighed. Somehow, his face became dignified.

Mu Yunsheng and Zhao Mian are aware of the change, and both of them are smart enough to shut up.

I don't know how long they have been silent. Even the surrounding street scenery has changed. Then he asked: "the person who can make this poem must be a hermit who is concerned about the country and the people."

Mu Yunsheng I dare not say more, can only vague way: "I am not very clear, because this poem is well written, so I always remember in my mind, as for the other, I also can't remember very clearly."

Shiziye sighed and asked no more. This made Mu Yunsheng feel relieved secretly. Fortunately, he didn't ask any more questions. If she asked any more questions, she couldn't stop.

The party strolled to the elegant and quiet restaurant. It was time for breakfast. Zhao Mian came out early in the morning without eating anything. At this moment, the fragrance of food floated out of the restaurant made her hungry.