I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 155 Chengshou Street
The joys and sorrows between people are never connected.

The people who suffered innocent disasters due to the assassination are still in shock at this moment, and are still immersed in the grief of the death of their relatives.

But for the shops on both sides of Chengshou Street, they only feel that the people crying all day are noisy, which affects their business.

Riding an ordinary carriage to Qingqingfang, looking at the lively street, Li Tian's dull mood suddenly improved a lot.

It's not that he insisted on visiting in micro-clothes, but that for ordinary people, the emperor was too lofty.

If he really came here wearing a dragon robe and posing as a royal driver, the common people would not feel moved at all, they would only be frightened even more by the accompanying imperial guards.

Jiang Bao still looked like that, even more nervous than before, his old eyes swept the passers-by fiercely, and whispered:
"My lord, the yamen of the resettlement center is not far away, but I need the old slave to notify Chief Manager Zheng and Commander Bai to come and greet him."

"Don't worry, let's go shopping first."

Unfolding the fan with a swish, shaking it gently, Li Tian said casually.

Chengshou Avenue was originally surrounded by various yamen into an iron barrel, but under Li Tian's instruction, except for the people from Dongchang and Dongcheng Bingmasi, all other yamen have been withdrawn, and the barriers blocking Chengshou Avenue have also been released.

At this time, Chengshou Street was no different from the past, and it was even busier than before the accident because the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching.

Shops of all trades on both sides of the street have set up small stalls at the door, displaying their products to passers-by.

There were shouts one after another, and the crowded pedestrians stopped for a while, either picking out their favorite products, or starting to bargain with the merchants.

The sound of hawking, laughter, and all kinds of sounds intertwined together, making the entire Chengshou Street very lively.

Infected by this lively atmosphere, Empress Zhang, who was in a low mood along the way, finally smiled, and put one hand on Li Tian's arm and said:
"Lang Jun, the incense powder shop over there is so lively, I want to visit it too."

With a laugh, Li Tian became more and more proficient at shaking the fan in his hand, and he stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Since Ling'er wants to see it, how can my husband not follow suit?"

After saying that, Li Tian took the initiative to drag Queen Zhang to the incense powder shop.

But soon, Li Tian paid the price for what he said.

I don't know if it was the reason why he boasted about the resettlement house, but Empress Zhang actually didn't worry about the casualties of the common people. She dragged him for less than half an hour, and walked around more than a dozen shops like a loach.

The soreness of the soles of the feet is not enough to make Li Tianxin regret it. After all, he is also a man who has practiced the ninth Guyang posture to the fifth posture, and his body is very strong.

But one shop after another, this kind of wandering that made him uninterested, directly made him regret that he had said that kind of big talk before.

"Jiang Bao, you can continue shopping with Ling'er, I'll go to the teahouse over there to buy a bowl of tea."

Shaking the fan wildly, watching the queen rushing into the crowd like a little girl, Li Tian turned to Jiang Bao and said.

"My lord, how can I do this? The world is full of dangers. There may be traitors waiting for the opportunity. The old slave must follow."

I don't know if Jiang Bao's voice was a little louder, which caused an old woman who sells veils a little further away to look sideways.

Seeing Jiang Bao's nervous expression, he suddenly laughed out loud, and whispered to another stall owner beside him:

"Zeng Sanniang, the two people over there are really interesting. They treat our place as a bandit, and they say that there are traitors who want to kill them. It's really ridiculous."

Jiang Bao's face was serious, he didn't know that he was being laughed at, seeing that Li Tian was indifferent, he could only speak again:

"Young master, let the old slave follow you."

Knowing that Jiang Bao was once bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of well ropes and worried about his own safety, Li Tian was not angry, so he came up with a compromise:

"Okay, I'm going to drink tea at the tea house next to the yamen, you ask Huang Yan's people to come over there, if there is any change, you come back."

As soon as Li Tian left the palace this time, Dongchang and Jinyiwei sent countless masters to lurk around to guard him. Jiang Bao didn't dare to violate the holy will, so he thought about it and thought it was a good idea, so he nodded.

There is a special contact method among the fans in Dongchang, and it will be changed frequently. Jiang Bao has been with Huang Yan in Dongchang for a period of time, and he is very familiar with these things.

Immediately, he found a place to show his eyes, and made a few movements that were normal in the eyes of others.

An Kee Tea House.

Looking up at the ebony and gold-lettered plaque, Li Tian slapped his fan on his hand and decided it was here.

The waiter in the teahouse was very enthusiastic, making Li Tian seem to come here often, and bowed his waist:

"Come on, what do you want to drink today, young master?"

Watching people order dishes is a skill that every waiter in a teahouse must master. Seeing Li Tian wearing an expensive Shu brocade forged robe, the waiter knew it clearly, and continued unceremoniously:
"There are newly picked Erdaobu in Lushan Yunwu, and Dongting Biluochun also has top-grade ones picked before the Qingming Festival. How about a pot of Biluochun for you?"

Li Tian's idea was to come here to steal some leisure, so he didn't care about it, he waved his fan leisurely and said:
"Then Biluochun."

Hearing the sound of silk and bamboo on the second floor, Li Tian knew that he would have to spend money to go up, so he smiled and waved his hands noncommittally, and sat by the door.

Glancing around casually, seeing that there were still three tables of tea guests sitting, Li Tian didn't bother to meet others, so he simply sat down facing the street.

Looking at the bustling crowd on the street, as the emperor of Ming Dynasty, Li Tianduan felt very comfortable and extremely comfortable.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, and the streets are full of traffic. This is a good year.

Good things take a long time, but good tea is just the opposite. Li Tian waited for a while, and the waiter who was enthusiastic before brought an exquisite tea table, and placed it in front of Li Tian with the tea table.

Picking up the extremely thick glazed cup that was not hot at all, Li Tian took a sip.

The fragrance of tea was tangy to the nostrils, and the tea entered his throat. Li Tian only felt the fragrance on his teeth and cheeks, and the aftertaste was endless. It really was good tea.

Sit here and watch all living beings.

A cup of tea per person.

Li Tian chanted a few words to himself in a mess, but Li Tian felt full of artistic conception, shook his head and squinted his eyes.

But if there is another beauty playing the piano on the left, and two bookboys with clean and white faces standing behind, it will be more like that.

"This young master, when I listened to the young master's poems before, I only felt that Li Taibai was reincarnated. The admiration in my heart is like a torrent of water. I don't know if I have a three-point face to sit with the young master."

Li Tian was squinting his eyes and thinking about it, when he suddenly felt a lot of flattery in his ears.

Opening his eyes, Li Tian saw a handsome boy dressed in white standing beside him, with a smile on his face, looking at him gently with his eyes.

Li Tian still doesn't know how good his poetry is, but he has nothing to do, he also wants to see what tricks this young man is up to, so he nodded with a smile.

(End of this chapter)