MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 30 Princess is so stupid
Chapter 30 Princess is so stupid
Nanyang City in late spring is bathed in warm wind, and the clusters of flowers that can be seen everywhere add a bit of brightness to this somewhat dull city.
Luo Sheng shuttled through the crowd, calm and silent.
Sheng Saburo, who was walking aside, cast doubtful eyes from time to time.
I always feel that Cousin Luo is different, but I can't tell the reason.
Sheng Saburo seldom dealt with girls, and he didn't know how to improve this situation. When he was at a loss, he caught a glimpse of a peddler selling candied haws.
Bunches of candied haws are inserted on the sticks of grass and trees, shining brightly in the sun, which is really attractive.
Sheng Saburo strode over to buy two bunches of candied haws, and handed one of them to Luo Sheng.
Luo Sheng stopped and looked at him.
The young man had a bright smile on his face: "Cousin, let's eat candied haws. The sweet and sour taste is not bad."
Luo Sheng was silent for a moment, then reached out to take the candied haws: "Thank you, cousin."
The smile on Sheng Saburo's face was even brighter: "No thanks, as long as my cousin likes it."
As he spoke, he stuffed another stick of candied haws into the red bean.
Red beans are overjoyed.
A sugar gourd is not rare for her, but it is always a joy to be remembered.
Well, Mr. Sanbiao is a good man.
"Can I ask my cousin to buy some more things?"
Looking at the candied haws in the girl's hand, Sheng Saburo almost patted his chest: "Cousin, just say what you want."
Sugar man, snacks, or rouge powder?
"I want some burnt paper."
"Burn, burn... burn what?" Sheng Saburo almost choked on his saliva.
Did he hear it wrong, Roast Goose?
"Paper money for memorial service."
Sheng Saburo slowed down before opening his mouth with difficulty: "Cousin, what do you want paper money for?"
Luo Sheng lowered his eyes and gave the answer: "Worship my mother. I heard from my grandmother that my mother left the cabinet and stayed in Nanyang for a period of time due to physical discomfort. Standing here, I feel sad to think that my mother was in the same place. From the bottom of my heart, I want to burn some paper money for my mother to show my filial piety."
"So that's the case." Sheng Sanlang showed sympathy in his eyes, and finally found the reason why Luo Sheng was in a bad mood since he entered Nanyang City.
My cousin lost her mother at a young age, which is pitiful to say the least.
"Cousin, would you like to help?"
"No problem at all!"
Luo Sheng slightly knelt at Sheng Saburo: "Then I will trouble my cousin. I will take Hongdou to the makeup shop over there for a stroll, and I will meet my cousin at the inn in the evening."
Saburo Sheng opened his mouth.
He didn't say to be separated from Cousin Luo, after all, he was responsible for Cousin Luo's safety, and the guards were left at the inn without him.
Seeing that Sheng Saburo was silent, Luo Sheng frowned: "Cousin wants to visit the powder shop with me?"
Sheng Saburo shook his head violently: "Ahem, I didn't mean that. Then cousin, go shopping, I'll go shopping for you right now."
Luo Sheng bent his lips in satisfaction: "Then see you tonight."
Walking away Sheng Sanlang, Luo Sheng went straight to a tailor shop with red beans, and not long after, a boy with a servant appeared on the street.
The boy has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, but because of his slightly dark complexion, he looks ordinary at first glance.
"Girl, are we going to a brothel dressed like this?" Hong Dou lowered her voice, full of excitement.
Even the girls in the capital city have never taken her to a brothel. Thinking about it, I really look forward to it.
Luo Sheng took a deep look at Hongdou.
To be honest, she was a little envious of Miss Luo.
The maids around her can take brothels for granted, which shows how Miss Luo lives as she pleases.
“Just walking around.”
Luo Sheng took Hongdou from the street to the end of the alley, from the east street to the west street, and walked across most of Nanyang City. He came across an old beggar with gray hair being beaten by several beggars.
"If you don't let go, I'll kill you old bastard!"
The old beggar held something in his arms, closed his eyes and let the beggars beat and kick him.
"Hongdou, go and send those beggars away."
Hongdou rolled up her sleeves and was about to go there, but was stopped by Luo Sheng.
"Don't worry, girl, this kind of little beggar and handmaid can beat five of them."
Luo Sheng shook his head: "I want you to give them a few copper coins to send them away. Remember, don't use fists to solve problems that can be solved with money."
"The servant girl understands."
Seeing the beggars who got the copper coins and dispersed, Luo Sheng walked over.
The old beggar struggled to raise his head, his dry lips muttered: "Thank you, my lord..."
Luo Sheng signaled Hongdou to help the old beggar up, and took him to a tea stall not far away to drink tea.
The old beggar stuffed his mouth full of tea, choked so much that he rolled his eyes, and drank a porcelain mug of tea before he recovered.
"They beat you just for this half duck leg?" Luo Sheng asked.
The old beggar held in his arms a broken porcelain basin, in which was half a duck leg that was darkened in color.
The old beggar nodded.
"My father once came to Nanyang City, and told me that every family in this place lives affluently, the road does not pick up lost things, and rarely sees beggars, why—"
The old beggar glanced at Luo Sheng and sighed: "My father must have been here many years ago."
"Yeah, more than ten years."
The old beggar showed such an expression, stuffed a piece of snack into his mouth and said vaguely: "The current Nanyang City is not the Nanyang City ten years ago."
"How to say?"
The old beggar took a few sips of tea and fell silent.
Hongdou stared: "You old beggar, what are you doing with our son!"
"It's not a secret, it's just that I can't say..."
Luo Sheng pushed a piece of broken silver to cover it with his sleeve, and said calmly: "It happened more than ten years ago. Even if I couldn't say it then, I can say it now. Just satisfy my curiosity, old man."
Zhennan Prince’s Mansion was brutally destroyed. As long as the old people in Nanyang City are not dead, I’m afraid there will be no one who doesn’t know.
The old beggar quickly put away the broken silver, and finally opened his mouth: "In the past, Nanyang City was under the control of the Zhennan Prince. Twelve years ago, the Zhennan Prince's Mansion was surrounded by officers and soldiers, and it took a whole night to stop. Nanyang City people... In short, since then, Nanyang City has not been seen from the top, and after a long time, it has become what it is today..."
Luo Sheng listened quietly, and understood what the old beggar meant.
Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, her paternal grandfather was the King of Zhennan, and from generation to generation the fiefdoms, especially Nanyang City, where the King's Mansion of Zhennan is located, have been managed to be prosperous and prosperous. Most of the people in Nanyang City turned to the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, but this was not liked by the court.
It is inevitable for a neglected city to gradually decline.
"How do you go about plotting rebellion? The poor palace has lost hundreds of mouths, and even the Princess of Sunchu Pavilion didn't survive..."
Luo Sheng clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, and calmly said: "How can there be eggs under the overturned nest? Since the palace has committed a serious crime, how can the princess be let go?"
The old beggar shook his head: "That's not what you said. The law stipulates that the crime is not as good as a married woman. The princess married to the Pingnan Palace and paid homage. When she heard of the disaster at home, she drove back and was killed at the door of the house... It is said The princess was still wearing her wedding gown at the time, how stupid..."
(end of this chapter)
