Chapter 546 Encounter

After the disposal plan for the survivors of the underground palace was finalized, Xu Yuan and Bai Muxi did not stay there for long. They drove non-stop to the famous Huaijiu Lane in Di'an.

Just as most people in Di'an City would think of Longping River when mentioning Yanliu Lane, Huaijiu Lane is one of the most famous commercial streets in Di'an City, famous for its precious goods.

After finding a Ma Bi on the side of the road to park the carriage, Xu Yuan led Bai Muxi to the main road.

Although Huaijiu Lane is named after the lane, after several expansions, its scale is comparable to those spacious main roads in the city. Pedestrians and cars are walking side by side, and the whole street looks lively and prosperous.

Mixed in the crowd, Xu Yuan felt quite leisurely and comfortable.

The white clouds are blue, the distant mountains are like ink, and the cold wind at the junction of spring and winter is on the face, cool but not biting.

This evoked some of his memories.

In his previous life, he did not like shopping, and even rejected it, because of the Internet.

He likes it in this life. After all, there is no entertainment at home in this world, and he doesn't have to rush for life, so going out for a stroll every day naturally becomes one of the few pastimes.

Of course, it is mainly for hunting for beauties.

The love bought with silver in the brothel is only temporary after all, and the pure love of hunting for beauties can soothe the soul.

He is also a frequent visitor to this Huaijiu Lane.

The reason is simple. Due to the price of goods, people who come to this lane are basically all wealthy people, and the probability of beauties in wealthy families is much higher than that of ordinary families.

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yuan's eyes also habitually swept to the noble ladies on the street.

There are female knights with curtains on their heads and long swords on their backs, and there are also slender, soft and quiet ladies.

Sure enough, his memory did not lie.

Walking on the familiar streets, Xu Yuan's memories in the depths of his mind revived little by little.

Memories of the past came to his mind, and Xu Yuan suddenly remembered his bad reputation, which seemed to have spread from here, and he chuckled unconsciously.

The market said that the third son of the prime minister's mansion was licentious and robbed women.

But did he really need to rob?

Other playboys might really need to rob, but Xu Yuan didn't need it at all.

It was completely out of touch with reality.

Putting aside his identity, as long as he took off the human skin mask on his face, he would be able to turn heads dozens of times more than those graceful ladies and knights when walking on the street.

Can something that is consensual be called robbing?

Now recalling it, Xu Yuan found that many of the ladies who had slept with Di An at the time must have deliberately approached him.

However, it was true that he beat someone to death in the street, but that was someone who took the initiative to provoke him.

When he was chatting up and getting to know a beauty, sometimes Feiyangyang would jump up and down beside him, and even after he had a night of love with the beauty, he would gather a group of friends to block him in the inn.

Of course, many of them had a legitimate reason.

In this era, many noble ladies from aristocratic families were betrothed. When Xu Yuan was hunting for beauties, he often hunted some noble ladies who were engaged, but what did it have to do with him? The woman didn't tell him when they were sleeping, so how could he know that you were engaged with her?

After the bad reputation spread, some scholars came to him after a while.

After all, Xu Yuan was the son of the prime minister of the dynasty. Relying on the legitimate reason, he quoted all kinds of classics and used his mouth to humiliate him in the name of justice.

This was a unique way to become famous in this era.

Scholars with achievements were protected by the court, and the government had to go through layers of approval to arrest them. Generally, if a playboy was scolded in the street, he would be scolded, but the question was who was Xu Yuan?

Four words,

Fuck him.

You talk, I fight, it's fair.

At first, Xu Yuan just beat these scholars until he was relieved. After all, if the big brother heard about beating someone to death in the street, he would definitely be hung up and beaten when he got home.

But later, he found that it was useless for these scholars to stop at the right time. After being beaten, they seemed to be more excited.

And after returning home, as long as Xu Changge heard that he had caused trouble outside, he would beat him even if he didn't kill anyone.

Xu Yuan also figured it out.

Anyway, he was going to be beaten anyway, so he might as well just beat him to death next time, so that the group of flies would be more obedient.

So, the first scholar whose body lay dead in the street soon appeared.

But unfortunately, these scholars seemed to pursue keeping their innocence in the world. Instead of stopping, they criticized him more fiercely, and Xu Changge was even more ruthless when he got home.

With constant resentment in his heart, the second and third "pioneers" were beheaded by him with a knife in the downtown area.

The cruel means made those literati quiet down, but his reputation was also completely spread far and wide.

These literati did not dare to provoke him in reality, but they used their pens to spread his good name throughout the Great Yan.

And then those who came to find fault were the children of the sects and aristocratic families, and the vicious cycle continued.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan couldn't help but sigh and murmured softly:

"What the hell is going on."

"Huh?"

Bai Muxi beside him heard this and subconsciously said: "What did the young master say just now?"

Xu Yuan glanced back at Xiaobai, still with a purple veil on his face, his icy skin and bones were a little dazzling under the reflection of the warm sun at noon, and shook his head:

"Nothing, I remembered some things in the past."

As he said, Xu Yuan raised his hand and pointed to a deserted shop not far away:

"I remember that the material of the clothing shop called Hongshang seems to be good."

Bai Muxi's bright eyes flashed, as if she was aware of the purpose of the clothes she bought, but she was not shy and generous:

"Young master seems to be quite familiar with this street?"

"I used to come here quite often."

Xu Yuan did not deny it. He smiled and pointed to several elegantly decorated ancient buildings not far away and said, "The plaques of these shops are the ones I sold to them before."

"plaque?"

Bai Muxi raised her eyes after hearing this.

As far as the eye can see, the large characters on the plaque have an indescribable momentum.

"This word is so powerful. Did you write it?" Bai Muxi asked knowingly.

Xu Yuan shook his head and said with a low smile:

"My words are worthless, my father's are."

Bai Muxi smiled softly and crisply:

"I think I should have exchanged a lot of silver."

"That's for sure."

The smile on Xu Yuan's face was comfortable and self-satisfied: "My father's handwriting is rare but not sought after. The authentic handwriting now circulating in the market in Dayan was all sold by me."

When Bai Muxi heard this, she lightly covered her red lips and smiled sweetly:

"Young Master actually did such ridiculous things back then. It's really funny."

Xu Yuan shook his head and said leisurely:

"It was quite interesting at first, but it's a pity that I don't like the money anymore."

When I went shopping in Goulan and bought accessories, ten thousand taels was enough for a long time, but this kind of personal consumption really didn't even count as a fraction of the military affairs.

Chatting and joking with Bai Muxi, the two soon arrived at the door of the clothing store called Hongshang. Before entering, two beautiful female intellectuals came over and bowed to salute with a respectful voice:

"Two distinguished guests, do you want some gift clothes or custom-made clothes?"

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Hearing the two unfamiliar terms, Bai Muxi subconsciously looked sideways at Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan first responded, "Go in and take a look before talking." Then he explained to Xiao Bai:

"The ceremonial clothes are for daily wear, while the tattooed clothes are prepared for cultivators and need to be customized."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped into the ancient building, and a whiff of elegant incense immediately entered his nose.

The layout of the first floor is somewhat similar to Xu Yuan's previous clothing store, with various styles of women's clothes hung in various categories.

There are underskirts, Chinese clothes, palace clothes, cheongsams, and even some navel-baring red clothes from the Western Regions.

There are those who are generous and exposed, and there are those who are stingy and conservative.

A dazzling array of things can be seen at a glance.

Hongshang is a century-old store that specializes in selling all kinds of women's clothing. Xu Yuan has been here several times before, so he is familiar with the rules inside.

Hongshang has three floors in total, the first and second floors are ready-made, and the third floor is custom-made by the shopkeeper.

Without stopping on the first floor, Xu Yuan led Bai Muxi to the second floor of the ancient building. The moment he stepped onto the second floor, Bai Muxi's delicate bright eyes widened slightly.

This was the first time she went out for shopping, and it was also the first time she saw the prosperity of Dayan through clothes.

Compared with the dazzling array of clothes on the first floor, the second floor is much simpler, but this simplicity is piled up with luxury.

The large space is simple and quiet. There are a total of twenty-seven pieces of clothing on the second floor, each piece floating in a glass cabinet with mysterious patterns, like a piece of art on display.

The clothing on the second floor of Hongshang is unique in the world.

Although it is a marketing tone, the clothes designed by this shopkeeper are indeed beautiful and the materials used are top-notch.

Seeing Xiaobai's appearance as Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden, Xu Yuan felt a little amused. He raised his hand and pinched her soft waist gently, reminding:

"Go ahead and pick it yourself. If you think it looks good, let Zhike pick it up. If there's nothing you like, let's go to the next one."

Bai Muxi was stunned for a moment and asked slightly hesitantly:

"Sir, didn't you choose it yourself?"

The clothes I bought during this trip were indeed for her, but they were for the young master.

Xu Yuan glanced at her and smiled slightly:

"For this kind of thing, I think it would be more surprising if the woman takes the initiative to prepare."

".Um?"

Hearing this, Bai Muxi deliberately revealed a hint of doubt in her bright eyes, then she swayed and walked towards the glass cabinets containing clothes.

As I walked, I made silent calculations in my mind.

Now, let’s buy a conservative piece of clothing in front of the young master. After returning home, we can sneak out and buy something that the young master might like.

Watching Xiaobai pick out clothes, Xu Yuan also took a chair from the Sumeru Ring and sat down.

The beautiful female intellectual who was standing next to Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment when she saw this scene. She didn't understand where the guest took out the chair. She subconsciously opened her mouth to persuade, but in the end she swallowed her words.

In order to set off its own style, Hongshang did not prepare soft couches for guests to rest on, but it would be hard for guests to bring their own chairs, right?

For a moment, the only sound left on the second floor was the rustling sound of Xiaobai pacing.

There were more than a dozen glazed cabinets walking back and forth. Just when Bai Muxi was about to raise her finger to point to a black skirt with red edges and embroidered with white silk patterns, her beautiful eyes suddenly looked at the door leading to the third floor from the second floor. Staircase.

"clatter"

"clatter"

"clatter"

The next moment, three footsteps stepped down from it.

Raising an eyebrow, Xu Yuanhou looked back knowingly.

At first glance,

He saw an acquaintance.

The shopkeeper of Hongshang is a woman who still has charm.

In my memory, this woman has always adhered to the concept of buying if she likes it, and leaving if she doesn't, and she always treats guests with a bad face.

certainly,

If you put a knife to her neck, she will immediately perform a kneeling performance for you.

Thinking about the interesting incident when he taught this woman a lesson, Xu Yuan was suddenly surprised to find that this charming mature woman was leading the way for the two people behind her with a smile on her face.

It seems that the two people at the back have quite high status.

Xu Yuan thought in his mind, but didn't pay much attention to it. He continued to wait for Xiaobai to choose clothes with his legs crossed.

As the heart of Great Yan, Di'an City has many noble people who can make this mature woman fall to her knees.

"clatter"

"clatter"

As he walked downstairs, the lower bodies of the two people behind the mature woman soon came into Xu Yuan's field of vision. Judging from the clothes, they were a man and a woman.

The man was wearing a tight-fitting attire and looked very burly.

The woman is wearing a sky blue and light blue palace skirt, exuding tenderness like water.

Looks like a pair of wall men.

However, after the two chests came into view, Xu Yuan raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

Not a woman, but a man.

He saw a clan pattern on the man's attire.

Wuchenghou Mansion.

At this time, the man's calm and smiling voice came over:

"Zhiyun, in a few days I'm afraid my brother will go north to find his father and Qingyan. This Tianqingliu Fairy Dress is a birthday gift for you."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly paused.

The man's heroic eyes swept to the second floor, stopped for a moment on Bai Muxi, and finally fell on Xu Yuan.

He realized that this man who was in harmony seemed to be the owner of these two people.

Eye to eye,

Xu Yuan was still leaning on the wooden chair, crossing his legs with no intention of putting them down. He held his chin and stared at the three people walking down the stairs, his eyes thoughtful.

He...has so many old acquaintances in Di'an City.