Chapter 72

Walking in the bustling Forbidden City, I saw the streets and alleys, the lanterns hanging high, the merchants riding horses, here leisurely and leisurely, the boss who sells things always likes to say sweet words, and the procuress of the brothel waved her Xiujuan outside, with a charming face, said to the passers-by: "young master, often come."

Pei Zhuang's hands are against his back, his head is up, his eyes are slanting, and these peddlers are walking in the capital. Alas, it's said that the outside of the palace is so busy, and someone helps to pay for it, and there are so many food. What should I do when I go back to that big pig's hoof.

Thinking, Pei Zhuang looks at the palace not far away, then turns to look at Song Xuanye, who is following him, and continues to walk.

Suddenly, he came to an old man selling ice sugar gourd. Song Xuanye took out some copper plates from behind and put them on Pei's hand. His eyes were full of laughter: "you are the same as before, so you like ice sugar gourd."

Before Pei makeup touched his head and thought about it, but it was a vague picture printed in Pei makeup's brain.

That year, a little figure appeared in the capital, wearing shabby clothes and dusty face, walking in the bustling Shengjing, which was different from the bright passers-by.

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