Chapter 33 Despised

"My lord." Gu Xiaoqian dragged Sikong Jingheng away quickly.

After walking to a lively place, Gu Xiaoqian asked curiously: "My lord, where did you go just now? I was so anxious to find you for a long time."

The former sentence was the truth, while the latter sentence was pure nonsense. After the person disappeared, she just searched for it at random. Anyway, such a big man would not be in any danger, so she walked around with peace of mind.

A warm paper bag was put into her hand, exuding the sweet smell of food.

Open it curiously, put the white pastry in your mouth, with the sweetness of flowers and honey.

"Delicious!" Gu Xiaoqian ate another piece, and asked nonchalantly, "What kind of cake is this?"

Seeing that Gu Xiaoqian likes to eat it, Sikong Jingheng's eyes flashed with warmth, "Hundred Flower Cake." He knew that Gu Xiaoqian was unhappy if he didn't eat spicy food, but he didn't allow her to eat spicy food until her throat got better. I just saw a large group of people buying Baihua Cake, most of them were women, I thought she would like it too.

"It's delicious. I'll buy some later when I go back." The fragrance is mild, sweet but not greasy. Gu Xiaoqian ate four yuan in one go before stopping. Jiang Wan should try it too.

"it is good."

After eating pastries, we continued to walk around the street.

Gu Xiaoqian has never been so painful and happy shopping like today. The night in the border town is almost comparable to the night market in a modern small county. The shops and pavements are all lit up, and the crowds are surging, so lively.

"My lord, doesn't this look good!" Gu Xiaoqian asked while holding a gauze scarf over her face.

Sikong Jingheng didn't speak, and silently handed over the broken silver.

"No..." Before he could stop it, the stall owner quickly took the money, wrapped it in two scarves and handed it over.

"You two are really discerning, thank you for your patronage." The stall owner watched the two leave happily, and if they were as generous as that master, he would give up.

Gu Xiaoqian's liver hurts, it's purely because he loves money, it's too expensive to buy two gauze scarves, but the old man who gave the money doesn't feel it at all.

"My lord, doesn't this rouge look good?" Gu Xiaoqian deliberately angered him, and you will pay if you have the ability.

Sikong Jingheng silently took out the money.

"My lord, isn't this hairpin pretty?"

Silently take out the money.

"My lord, where is this comb?"

Silently take out the money.

"My lord, isn't this wooden man interesting?"

Silently take out the money.

"My lord, isn't this dress beautiful?"

Silently take out the money.

Gu Xiaoqian was furious: "My lord, I think this whole street is the most beautiful."

The hand that took out the money paused, and looked at Gu Xiaoqian seriously: "I will visit the city lord of the border town another day."

Gu Xiaoqian was speechless for a moment, my lord, I was joking, don't take it so seriously.

The two stared at each other for a while, and heard applause coming from not far ahead. They each turned their heads and saw that they had reached the end of the street, where a three-story Wangxian Building stood.

Many scholars gathered at the door, and someone seemed to be asking some questions at the door, and only those who answered correctly were let in.

Gu Xiaoqian liked this kind of excitement very much, and forgot about the vindictiveness just now, she was very interested: "My lord, let's go and have a look."

"it is good."

The two walked over, and it happened that one of them didn't know what to answer, and the others applauded again, and the person who asked the question smiled and turned away to let people in.

Gu Xiaoqian was curious, and asked a white and tender scholar-looking person next to him: "What topic did that person just ask?"

The scholar turned around and looked at Gu Xiaoqian, not sure if he saw the ignorant nature of this man, he said impatiently: "This is not a place for you to join in the fun, go over there to watch the fun." He pointed his finger the street they came from.

Looking down on people, Gu Xiaoqian was happy: "Poems, songs, romantic things, it's too simple, so easy!"

The scholar looked at Gu Xiaoqian suspiciously: "If you really have the ability, can you go forward and give it a try?"

Try it, Gu Xiaoqian, relying on her small size, squeezed from the crowd to the front, and was about to open her mouth to speak, when she saw Sikong Liuwu also sitting in it, with Sikong Zhenze and a gray bearded Taoist next to her, This Taoist priest is none other than Huo Feitian.

It happened that Huo Feitian looked over, Gu Xiaoqian was frightened, shrank her neck, and hid behind one person.

The person who made the question looked at Gu Xiaoqian curiously, "The girl is also here to deal with it?"

"I want to ask, how did they get in?" Gu Xiaoqian asked in a low voice, she really didn't expect that Sikong Liuwu or Sikong Zhenze still had some ink in their stomachs.

"Oh," the questioner looked at the person Gu Xiaoqian mentioned, "It was the Taoist priest who answered my question, do you know her?"

"Hehe, I don't know, I don't know." After Gu Xiaoqian finished speaking, he hurried to the back. The scholar just now saw Gu Xiaoqian come back with writing all over his face, so he knew it would be like this, and he definitely didn't answer.

(End of this chapter)

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