An Lao Hu'er was stunned, and then he laughed embarrassedly again, "Mr. Ming Gong, aren't afraid of you making jokes. After Lao Hu'er had the 10,000 yuan you gave, he had a lamp, a shed and a large furnace, and he didn't have to sell it on the street. As the saying goes, if the capital is too high, his heart is too small, he will not dare to sing the Weicheng song."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed happily, his beard trembling, and after that, he curled his smile and said meaningfully, "It's the same for being an official. He has a lot of capital, but his heart is small, and his rank is high. He has to manage himself, and he is worried about gains and losses. Therefore, he can no longer sing the Weicheng song and eat steamed Hu in the street market. He is so happy..." After speaking, the old man stood up and wrapped the remaining two steamed Hu in a square paper. Then he took out several copper coins and said to An Lao Hu'er, "This man's money is good, and I can't use it. I'll treat him to steamed Hu."

"Myong Ming, you still have more than 7,000 yuan in Lao Hu, why bother paying for it again!"

The old man waved his hand, "That's mine, it has nothing to do with this young man."

Gao Ziyang hurriedly stood up, "How can this be done?"

The old man smiled at him.

Gao Ziyang could see that the old man's appearance could be said to be quite ugly, but he had an indescribable wise and polite spirit.

"Mr. I will accept this strange money, so let's just pretend that we are not worthy of each other." After saying that, the old man led his horse, and the slave followed him, and pointed at An Lao Hu'er, "The morning drum will ring soon, and the officials will meet. The people of Jingzhao Dayin must come and go around. Let's ask this husband to go back to the yard after eating! There is also this husband. Judging from your dress, your family may not be well-off. I believe that I am waiting for the spring exam in the capital. Pingkangli's money-making and soul-absorbing holes will be less in the future. It is best to come to the court less and be at ease to warm up the class."

"Understood."

So the old man led his horse, ate steamed beans while walking, and kept saying, "The world is delicious, the world is delicious!"

Slowly he disappeared at the end of the street, probably heading towards the Jianfu Gate of Daming Palace.

At this time the snow stopped, and a touch of white appeared in the eastern sky.

As expected, Old Hu'er gave Gao Ziyang four steamed Hu.

After Gao Ziyang bit off the hot, soft and fragrant noodles, a slight smell of meat suddenly spread between his mouth. It was mutton stuffing, delicious, delicious!

Then An Lao Hu'er put on a bowl of soup, which was shiny. There were red and green vegetable sprouts floating on it and some mutton offals were turned. After drinking it, his pores were relaxed and he sweated profusely. From the soles of his feet to the top of his head, it was so refreshing. He ate this steamed Hu and miscellaneous soup in the wind and snow. No wonder the old man just said that the world was delicious.

The morning drum sounded, and at the 5:20 p.m. on time, the first sound of the Jinwu Guard Mat in the palace city sounded, and then the drums of the imperial city responded, from far to near. Then, the 108 fangs of Chang'an City followed Zhuque Street, one after another, and all knocked the Guanjie drums. It was really majestic. As the saying goes, "The sound of the morning rumbles and the sound of the evening rumbles the moon rises." The sun, moon and stars of the majestic empire seemed to be alternated in this Guanjie drum that was as rapid as 3,000 as sudden rains.

The voices of people, the sound of wheels and horse hooves also stirred up with the drums. Chang'an City instantly woke up from its original deep dream. The gates of each yard turned open, and the dignitaries and nobles who participated in the court meeting came out one after another. The carriages and horses were like streams, fires were raised like day, and the clouds were covered with clouds. Their destination was to follow the streets between Pingkangfang and Wubenfang to gather in front of Jianfu Gate at the southern end of the Daming Palace to prepare for the court meeting.

"Save me!" Gao Ziyang soon stood up and asked An Lao Hu'er.

Because he saw that in the "Chaohui Army" on the street, there were groups of people wearing soap robes, carrying horizontal swords, coming here with a fierce look. The leader was a black-faced man, directing his commands from both sides.

If you guess correctly, this group of people is exactly what the Jinwu night patrol soldiers said before, the bad people under the command of "Jingzhao Yin" were responsible for "cleaning the street" during the court meeting.

If it falls into their hands, they will have no identity and will end up unimaginable.

"There is a big locust tree in the northwest corner of Pingkangfang. It has invaded the wall of the yard. Because it has been worshipped by prostitutes in the yard, it has not been cut and repaired. The husband can hide from it." An Lao Hu'er was busy with his own affairs calmly while waking up Gao Ziyang.

"Thank you, thank you!" Gao Ziyang was very grateful.

I hurried to the patrol shop on the corner of the street, and there was indeed a large locust tree covered with snow.

Gao Ziyang climbed up with his hands and feet, and saw that the branches of the locust tree grew into the wall, and he pushed it to half of the collapse. Gao Ziyang followed the branches to the wall again.

But I heard the whispering sounds below.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the bad guy scolding and interrogating An Lao Hu'er.

Gao Ziyang felt panicked, and stepped on the snow of the walls and tiles. When he slipped, he actually fell down!

He immediately hit someone, "I'm sorry!" Gao Ziyang thought so in an instant, but he didn't have time to apologize, and he heard the whine of a woman and the scream of an old woman.

He finally hit a woman and landed on a lying man. After he struggled to get up, he saw the untidy woman and the old woman sitting on the ground, all of whom were full of panic. The old woman would just look at Gao Ziyang who fell from the sky, fighting with her teeth and saying, "Evil ghost, evil ghost..."

Gao Ziyang saw that the woman was probably the one who was engaged in the Great Sword in Pingkangfang of the Tang Dynasty. Her hair was scattered and her appearance was hard to describe. She was fat and she was not as good as a middle-aged man. She was so frightened that she couldn't speak.

However, Gao Ziyang didn't care about them, but took the lead in helping the man who was pressed to the ground by him. He was also the Enke of the Dabaojian and said, "Is it okay?"

This help was not enough to make Gao Ziyang scared to death.

Na Enke's upper body was half naked, his face was blue, and his mouth was foaming. No matter how you look at it, it was a dead rhythm.

What was even more frightened was that Na Enke's appearance was almost similar to himself, and Gao Ziyang almost seemed to see himself in the mirror.

"Ah!" Gao Ziyang's scalp banged, as if he was struck by lightning.

No wonder these two women just called themselves evil ghosts, and no one would be indifferent to seeing such a strange thing.

At this moment, the leading black-faced bad guy had heard the voice of the leading bad guy from the corner of the street outside, and soon the snow on the locust tree fell down - this bad guy should have seen him running and climbing the tree too!

And he crawled and asked, "What are you calling inside?"

Gao Ziyang was quick to learn and moaned deliberately, "My waist, my waist, don't rub my waist."

The prostitute was also a little smart, and immediately cooperated with Gao Ziyang to act and pretended to be breathing. "I thought my husband was a horse, but I didn't expect her husband was a bad horse."

The bad guy outside was probably stunned.

Seizing this opportunity, Gao Ziyang signaled the prostitute to work with the old woman. The three of them quickly lifted the dead beloved, and then continued to hum and whisper with the prostitute and entered the house.

The house inside is not big, facing the wall and the shade. The furnishings inside are quite simple, with a few candles burning. It seems that the prostitute's business is not very good either.
Chapter completed!