Chapter 165: South Alley Willow

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Chapter 165: South Alley Willow

"In a few days, even if there is a spring competition, I hope that the prince's soldiers will do their best. If the prince deliberately lets this palace go, what should I do?" Zhong Lixian has always been full of confidence in the twelve golden eagles beside him. The twelve people are all carefully cultivated by him through layers of screening.

Yun Xie pursed her lips and said with a smile: "I am relieved to hear what the Prince of Xiling said. I heard that the twelve golden eagles next to the Prince are very precious. Don't blame me, the Eastern Chu soldiers, for being so cruel."

"Hahaha, even if the evil king asks your soldiers to come here, this is just a martial arts competition and has nothing to do with the national system. If you can't even afford to win or lose, then you will be a warrior." Zhong Lixian smiled heartily, eyes But it was full of coldness.

Although Mocheng is far away from the imperial city, its prosperity is not less than that of the imperial city. There are a variety of goods everywhere on both sides of the street.

Wei Yuanwei stopped and walked among the crowd, while Ah Qing took the money from Yin Sheng's silver bag and bought a lot of delicious food while Yin Sheng was in a hurry, and Yin Sheng followed behind panting.

"Ah Qing, where did you get so much money?" Yin Sheng looked at Ah Qing suspiciously.

Ah Qing smiled and stuffed a bunch of candied haws to Yin Sheng: "Of course it's my moon silver."

"Didn't you lose all your moon silver yesterday?" Yin Sheng became more and more suspicious.

"Oh, of course it's the little money that the princess gave me." Ah Qing blinked at Yin Sheng.

Wei Yuanwei stopped at the place selling exquisite short blades. She picked up an extremely short blade, then turned around and swiped, and the candied haws in Ah Qing's hand fell to the ground.

Wei Yuanwei's face showed joy: "How much is this knife?"

The merchant just shook his head.

Wei Yuanwei thought he wouldn't sell it, so she took out an ingot of gold and put it in front of him: "Isn't this enough?"

The merchant's eyes flashed with hot golden light, but he still sighed and said, "Miss, this thing is not mine, it's something that Liu Sheng left with me. If you really want to buy it, go to South Alley to find Liu Sheng."

"He's really a weirdo, so why does he put this thing here? Is it just as a decoration?" Ah Qing sneered.

"Not only in my stall, but also in other stalls selling knives, there are exquisite gadgets made by Liusheng. Liusheng paid for each stall. Although we are businessmen, we must also pay attention to integrity." The vendor said.

Wei Yuanwei was somewhat interested in this Liu Sheng. On the surface, it seemed that he was at a disadvantage, only making money and not doing business. In fact, it was to let the people in Mo City know that there was a craftsman named Liu Sheng in Mo City who made exquisite utensils. Maybe he still has something in there that he needs.

Wei Yuanwei took Yin Sheng and Ah Qing to the South Alley.

Most of the people living in South Lane are craftsmen, and Wei Yuanwei came to Liu Sheng's door after asking around.

I saw two windmills revolving with the wind inserted in front of the narrow door, and the colorful and shiny paper windmills were shining brilliantly under the sunlight.

Wei Yuanwei pushed the door in and was shocked by the scenery in front of her instantly. The colorful windmills in the yard rotated with the wind, like a flying rainbow.

Wei Yuanwei picked up a windmill and looked at it carefully. It turned out that the windmill was very finely made. The wings were made of multicolored gilt paper in the middle, and something similar to tree bark was used on the outside, with vivid patterns carved on it. .

It seems that Liu Sheng is indeed a craftsman with unique wisdom.

"Is the girl here for business or looking for someone?" A man in white came out lightly. The man had bright eyes and white teeth, and he was personable. The pattern of plum blossoms on the clothes complemented the red plums on the folding fan. Let people never forget.

"You are Liu Sheng?" Wei Yuanwei was obviously a little surprised. She thought that Liu Sheng must be a dull craftsman who was over fifty years old, but she didn't expect him to feel so handsome to her, and even his gestures were graceful. He didn't seem like a craftsman. .

"I heard that Liu Sheng's craftsmanship is unparalleled in the world, can you make some exquisite utensils for me?" Wei Yuanwei didn't want to care about so much, what she cared about was whether this person could make what she wanted.

"Only what you can't think of is nothing I can't do." Liu Sheng opened the folding fan and smiled slightly, with a captivating brilliance in his eyes.

Wei Yuanwei picked up a pen and drew the tools she needed on paper and handed them to Liu Sheng.

Liu Sheng took the paper with his slender fingers, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Why not? It's just a trick."

Wei Yuanwei's eyes quickly flashed a trace of doubt, and she regained her composure in an instant. She stood up and walked out: "The windmills in the yard are very unique, sir. May I choose a few?"

"I'm originally a businessman, so naturally I open the door to do business, you can do whatever you want." Liu Sheng said with a smile.

Wei Yuanwei walked slowly in front of the windmill, she winked at Ah Qing, Ah Qing instantly understood, and then pulled Yin Sheng out together: "My lord is a bit thirsty, let's go buy some sour plum soup. "

Before reaching the door, he was stopped by two handsome servants.

"What's the meaning of Mr. Liu?" Wei Yuanwei slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes.

"Stop acting, princess. Tell me, how did you see the flaw?" Liu Sheng smiled and took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing Ning Zheyan's enchanting but beautiful face. It's just this face. Less bloody.

"Hehehe, Mr. Ning, you are safe and well." Wei Yuanwei smiled awkwardly, but stepped back. Ordinary craftsmen's hands are usually rough, even if they are well maintained, there will be a thin layer of calluses, but this man's hands are as white as jade without a trace of blemish, even more beautiful than women's, but she did not expect to fake it. Liu Sheng's person turned out to be Ning Zheyan.

"Oh? Could it be that the princess thinks that Zheyan has gone west?" Ning Zheyan walked towards Wei Yuanwei with a gentle and harmless smile, but there was a coldness in her smile that made Wei Yuanwei's feet feel cold.

Ning Zheyan smiled and walked over to provoke Wei Yuanwei's small and delicate chin: "However, we have some friendship, how can the princess leave without saying hello? It made Zheyan very worried, so Zheyan's illness improved slightly I'm here to find the princess."

Wei Yuanwei's face bloomed into a flowery smile: "Thank you, Mr. Ning, for remembering."

She knew in her heart that Ning Zheyan must have come to settle accounts with her this time.

Ning Zheyan sighed: "If Dr. Yan hadn't planted blood gu in my body, Zheyan might never see the princess in this life. Although Zheyan only recovered half of his life, he endured the pain day and night. For the pain caused by the blood gu, who do you think should pay the debt?"