Lin'an is a city full of strong commercial atmosphere.
From the Royal Street Avenue to the alleys and even remote places, as long as the houses facing the street are used to open shops, at least there will be a stall in front of the door, and there are many carts carrying goods. The vendors walked among the bustling pedestrians.
With the collapse of the market system and the cancellation of the curfew, there are no restrictions on business hours. The morning market, day market, and night market are almost seamlessly connected, rain or shine, frost or snow, enriching the daily life of Lin'an citizens.
During the day, business in hundreds of markets is bustling and lively. All kinds of goods are crowded in the market. Singing and selling are endless, and countless customers and vendors come and go.
After the sun sets, the light does not disappear. The brilliant human lights illuminate the night sky, making this city that never sleeps unique in the world.
At the night market, there are a wide variety of products, including food, daily necessities, clothing, entertainment, and even divination, all of which are available until the middle of the night.
As soon as the clock rang at three o'clock, the morning market opened again, selling all kinds of soups and snacks. The section of Royal Street in front of Heningmen was the most lively. Not only officials from Shangya District, but also concubines from various pavilions in the forbidden city would be dispatched. People from the palace came to buy it.
Zhao Mengqi's carriage has a low-key appearance, and after changing the license plate, it is even less noticeable. After all, luxury carriages are everywhere in Lin'an City today.
Driving aimlessly on the crowded Royal Street, Zhao Mengqi was in a daze listening to the excitement outside the car.
Wu Qiong and others were eating the food they had just bought for dinner. Qian Long stacked two pieces of mutton-fat leek cakes together, put them into his mouth and took a big bite, mumbling as he chewed.
"Your Highness, you haven't decided where to go yet...otherwise you might as well go to my house..."
"Your bed is too hard, so I won't go."
Zhao Mengqi refused casually. Although he already had a deep relationship with the Qian family, his status would inevitably lead to a lot of trouble when he arrived at the courtier's house, which made everyone tired.
If you don't want to go, then you won't go. At least you can find a reasonable excuse.
Qian Long rolled his little eyes and then smiled, "Your Highness, how about we find a place to relax..."
"What's the meaning?"
Zhao Mengqi tilted his head and looked at Xiaopang Qian, and found that his expression was filled with trepidation and a hint of wretchedness. He looked very much like a friend he invited to the club in his previous life.
Sure enough, Qian Xiaopang said with a look of fascination, "Not far ahead is the Chunfeng Tower. I heard that there are a lot of new girls, Hu Ji, who are not only extremely graceful in figure, but also have skin as white as the moonlight. What's even more amazing is that their eyes are like There are all kinds of gemstones, red, blue, and green, and the hair is also different, gold, silver, fiery red, etc. It’s so charming..."
Oh wow, this Chunfeng Tower is so awesome, they even have big horses here.
Zhao Mengqi couldn't help but marvel. There were indeed many Shang Yi people in the Song Dynasty at this time, but most of them were Arabs from the Middle East. As for Europeans, you could occasionally see some in Guangzhou and Quanzhou.
But it is definitely not easy for a young and beautiful girl to cross the ocean and come to Song Dynasty. I don’t know where the Chunfeng Tower came from.
Zhao Mengqi was thinking silently, and Qian Xiaopang thought he was moving, "Your Highness, it's a rare opportunity like this today. My sisters are not here, so we can experience this exotic customs..."
"Haha, fat man, you're probably itching." Wu Qiong interrupted Qian Long's words with a light shout, scolding him, "How dare you lure His Highness to a place of sex, even if Lady Duo and the others don't know, but that fish How can the safety of His Highness be ensured in a place where dragons are in chaos?"
"You poor man, don't be alarmist, this is Lin'an, there are so many dangers..."
Qian Long defended, but his voice became smaller and smaller, obviously thinking about the serious consequences if something happened.
In fact, Zhao Mengqi has no interest in Dayangma. He just thought of other things, "Is this Chunfeng Building the one where Tang Anan lives? Is it owned by the Zhang family?"
"Yes..." Qian Long also realized what he had overlooked and hurriedly laughed, "Your Highness, I was just joking, but I didn't really want to go. Don't take it seriously."
Zhao Mengqi didn't pay much attention to him, he frowned and thought about it.
Ordinarily, this family is naturally at odds with me, but
I haven't noticed any unusual behavior from them, and they mostly try to please themselves.
Tang An'an always seemed a bit weird, but after the last Oiran meeting, he seemed to have disappeared from public view, and he had almost forgotten about this person.
In addition, in the past six months, the court has been calm and peaceful.
Could it be that everything is just because I am paranoid?
Putting aside his doubts, Zhao Mengqi shook his head and said, "Be honest, when you go back, remember to tell Lu Derun and ask him to strengthen surveillance of the Zhang family, and at the same time find out the origins of those fangirls Hu Ji in Chunfeng Tower."
"Here." Geng Zhi took the meat in his mouth and took out a small notebook from his bag to write down.
When Wu Qiong saw that Zhao Mengqi had no intention of going, he was relieved and gave Qian Xiaopang a hard look.
The carriage continued south along the Royal Street. After passing Zhong'an Bridge, Zhao Mengqi opened the curtains and looked east. A large, glittering and magnificent pavilion stood on the other side of the city river. It was the Chunfeng Tower.
There was a lot of traffic downstairs, and the courtyard was full of luxury carriages. At this time, countless dignitaries were singing, dancing, and drinking.
After lowering the curtains, Zhao Mengqi thought for a while. He hadn't visited his mother for a while, so he said slowly, "Let's go to the Rongwang Villa."
When Zhao Mengqi's carriage passed by Chunfeng Tower, in one of the secret and extremely magnificent elegant rooms, a dozen ministers in casual clothes were changing glasses, chatting and laughing.
Their banquet table was arranged in a square circle, and there was a dazzling array of fine wine and delicacies on the table. The lady beside them was the lady with a strange charm.
In the circle, Tang Anan led a group of dancers in light and colorful clothes to dance gracefully.
The bare feet are like jade, the colorful sleeves are fluttering, and the waist is as slender as a willow branch, swaying with a seductive charm. The spring light appears and disappears in a trance, which is like a dream, making people feel intoxicated.
The normally upright gentlemen were fascinated by this dance. Even when Tang Anan left the stage after dancing, they seemed unable to wake up.
Zhang Shu, who was sitting at the host's table, raised his eyes and slowly scanned the people in the table. A hint of pride appeared on his lips, and then he clapped his hands lightly and said, "Do you still like this dance?"
"Good!" Chen Dafang's eyes shone and he praised the case, "He is indeed the best in the world. His dancing is like stepping on the top of my heart. It's really wonderful!"
Ma Tianji, who was sitting next to him, had an old heart and smacked his lips after thinking, "My temperament is just cold and arrogant. If I could kiss Fangze, it would be really special..."
Haha, just open your mouth and ask for it, this old pervert has a beautiful idea...
Zhang Shu raised his eyelids slightly, but with a smile on his face, "Ma Shilang's wish is not difficult to say. It depends on whether your sincerity can impress her. Haha, although Tang Xingshou is not easy to get, but everyone around you The exotic beauties are not much different, and they are even more unique. Please take a look at them first, and Zhang will temporarily withdraw..."
After Zhang Shu left the private room, he found Tang An'an in his room and asked with a straight face, "I told you to make them happy, why did you leave in such a hurry?"
Tang Anan took off his jewelry and said dullly, "You and I are cooperating now. I am not your servant. You have no right to force me to do anything!"
Zhang Shu was stunned for a moment, put away his anger, and began to persuade softly, "Aren't all the things I asked you to do to help you get revenge? How can we deal with that person if we don't win over more ministers?"
"Avenge me? I think you are clearly using me! It's been half a year, why has there been no real action at all, but that person's position has become more stable." Tang Anan said with a cold face.
Zhang Shu calmed down and said, "There is no chance of a fatal blow, so why should I act rashly? Don't worry, everything is in progress and you won't be kept waiting for too long..."
Tang Anan raised his face and stared at Zhang Shu, "Okay, I believe you again. I hope you are not lying to me."
While the two were talking, Zhao Mengqi's carriage entered Xinglifang east of Yousheng Temple and came to the side entrance of Rongwang Villa. After revealing his identity, he drove in directly.
After entering, he heard that King Rong was also entertaining guests, so Zhao Mengqi went to visit his mother Huang first.
The Huang family now has a lofty status in Prince Rong's Mansion, and their food, clothing, housing and transportation are of the highest quality.
, but her indifferent temperament didn't seem to have changed much, and she was still very indifferent.
I was very surprised to see Zhao Mengqi coming. When I learned that he hadn't eaten yet, he immediately started organizing.
But before the meal was ready, a message came from King Rong, asking Zhao Mengqi to meet the guests.
He didn't want to go at first, so he casually asked who the guests were. After being told that there were Zhao Yumin, Qian Tao, Wang Yinglin and others, it was hard to refuse.
After apologizing to his mother, Zhao Mengqi went to the small garden where King Rong held a banquet. He saw several people drinking wine and reciting poems and lyrics, which was very pleasant.
Speaking of which, Zhao Mengqi felt that Prince Rong, a cheap dad, was the real winner in life, and Zhao Yun, who became the emperor, was actually not as comfortable as him.
You don’t have to do anything, you just need to lie down and you can enjoy your wealth peacefully. You can live a leisurely and happy life every day, without worries or fatigue, and you will still have happiness, wealth and longevity.
Hearing the footsteps, King Rong turned his head and waved to Zhao Mengqi with a smile, "Silang, you came just in time. Now I have a savior."
Zhao Mengqi walked over with a puzzled look on his face, "What savior?"
"We are waiting for the drinking ceremony, and the winner will compose a poem. It happened to be here, but I am a little drunk and feel empty in my heart. Can you help me deal with it?" King Rong was full of expectations.
But Zhao Mengqi looked at Prince Rong carefully, and it was clear that he didn't look like he had drunk too much. ap.
At this time, Zhao Yumin laughed and said, "Brother Prince Rong, this is a bit of a lie, but, if we can get His Highness Prince Yan's new work, we won't care about it."
"It's very true, if Your Highness doesn't come out, our Song poetry circle has been lonely for a long time." Qian Tao also joined in the fun.
When Zhao Mengqi saw the proud look on Prince Rong's face, it was probably because the cheap dad wanted to show off his biological son...
