The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 55 Night Market
Just when Zhao Ji's palm was about to hit Zhang Sanqiang's Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, suddenly a rusty long sword cut towards Zhao Ji's palm suddenly.

Zhao Ji's face turned pale immediately. If she insisted on taking Zhang Sanqiang's life at this time, his palm would have to be cut off, but why would she be willing?
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Ji made a decision, she should keep her palm first, and then shoot Zhang three times.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji tapped the ground with her toes, and quickly backed away, dodging the sudden long sword.

Zhao Ji stood by the pit and looked at the person who came, and saw that the person was wearing homespun clothes and pants, his face was covered by a black veil, and his long sword was pointing at the ground.

"Who are you? Why do you meddle in my Mingjiao affairs?"

Zhao Ji felt a strong threat from the masked man, and knew that this man was by no means a good stubble.

"hehe"

The masked man's voice was hoarse, and he laughed softly: "The old man doesn't care what is taught or not, as long as he doesn't like it, he wants to take care of it?"

At this moment, Chen Zuoshi withdrew his palm, and Zhang Sanqiang was still in meditation.

Chen Zuoshi regained his breath, cupped his fists at the masked man and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help!"

"Mingjiao left envoy Chen Liang and his good friend Zhang Sanqiang don't know the senior's surname and name. Today's kindness will be repaid in the future."

The masked man was speechless. This Chen Liang was really stubborn. He asked him to report his family name. Wasn't it obvious that he told the other party his name?
Then why are you masking yourself?
Thinking of this, the masked man said to Chen Liang, "Can you go?"

Chen Liang hurriedly replied: "Yes!"

The masked man said: "You go first, the old man will cut off the queen for you!"

Knowing that the masked man refused to reveal his name, Chen Liang didn't refuse, and thanked again: "Thank you for your kindness, senior. Today's kindness will definitely be repaid in the future!"

As Chen Liang said, he grabbed Zhang Sangun and carried it on his shoulders, beckoned everyone in Mingjiao to retreat, and then rushed towards the night.

"Where to go!"

Zhao Ji and Qiu Qianren yelled at the same time, and flew towards the direction where Chen Liang was escaping.

"Humph!"

The masked man snorted coldly, his figure moved like lightning, and he appeared in front of Zhao Ji and Qiu Qianren in an instant, stopped them, and at the same time cut the long sword horizontally in his hand, forcing Zhao Ji and Qiu Qianren to retreat.

"Whoever stops me will die!"

Qiu Qianren yelled sharply, his palms turned crimson, and attacked the masked man.

"It's just in time, the old man will also try the power of this iron sand palm!"

As the masked man said, he withdrew the long sword in his right hand and formed a fist with the palm of his left hand.

"Great Demon Fist!"

The masked man let out a low voice, and his fist met Qiu Qianren's iron sand palm, and the powerful internal force immediately made Qiu Qianren vomit blood out backwards.

At the same time, the masked man slashed horizontally with the long sword in his right hand, and the sword energy came out through his body, and collided with Zhao Ji's long sword. The powerful air wave cut through the air, causing the air to make a strong explosion sound.

Zhao Ji is known as the Sword Master of the South China Sea, and her swordsmanship is not inexperienced, but even so, Zhao Ji was scared enough.

This person can release sword energy, when did such a terrifying person appear in the Jianghu?

Is it a hermit expert?
Even if the masked person is a reclusive expert, Zhao Ji does not intend to let Zhang Sanqiang go. She opened her arms and shouted at the same time: "The universe is moving!"

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, her body suddenly disappeared, and when she reappeared, she was already ten feet away.

Seeing such a scene, the masked man was taken aback for a moment. This great teleportation of the universe can still travel through space?

Is it much better than the Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?
The masked man stretched out his finger, and a finger came out with a burst of energy, which instantly hit Zhao Ji's Lingtai acupoint, and immediately fixed Zhao Ji in place.

The masked man looked at Zhao Ji, then at Qiu Qianren and Shangguan Jiannan who were already injured, and left the side of the West Lake swaying.

In a small alley a kilometer away from the West Lake, a black shadow suddenly appeared.

Hei Ying took off the veil to reveal a slightly immature face, yes, this person is Yang Chengye.

By the way, didn't Yang Chengye leave with Nalan Yanran, why did he return and save Zhang Sanqiang and Mingjiao's party?

After Yang Chengye was dragged away by Nalan Yanran, in order to express his gratitude to Nalan Yanran, Yang Chengye invited Nalan Yanran to the night market.

Nalan Yanran readily agreed that the women of the Kingdom of Jin were relatively open, and they were not imprisoned by Confucianism, especially Zhu Xi's thoughts.

Nalan Yanran and Yang Chengye chatted and laughed all the way, and soon became acquainted.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Lin'an had a population of over one million, with numerous streets, numerous shops, and street vendors. The prosperity even surpassed that of Bianliang, Tokyo in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Unlike the Tang Dynasty, which had a strict curfew, the Song Dynasty had relatively less stringent control over the people, and it became more prosperous in the Southern Song Dynasty, so it also gave birth to a unique scene in Lin'an in the Southern Song Dynasty-the night market.

In the capitals of the Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty, there were a variety of people and businesses, facing the street, and the trading time could be from dawn to late night or even all night, especially in Lin'an, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The night market is mainly composed of restaurants, teahouses, song halls, brothels, Goulan tile shops, food stalls, small commodity retail, etc., including catering, entertainment, and prostitution.

It is a collection of diversified consumption such as commodities, labor services, entertainment, leisure, culture, etc. There are not only fixed business places, but also semi-fixed stalls, as well as mobile vendors.

In the Lin'an night market in the Southern Song Dynasty, there is a very striking phenomenon, that is, the catering industry is particularly developed. The snacks in the night market are rich and colorful, some sell southern food, some sell northern food, and all of them are sold in special counters.

Most of the snack shops in the night market offer various grades of liquor, and customers can choose freely.

In addition to the northern and southern snacks with different flavors, the night market also sells various playthings such as finely painted silk fans, yellow grass tents, oddly crafted sachets, sweet tree beads, colorful lanterns, paper-cut patterns, and colorful money. Stall shops.

Yang Chengye used to yearn for the night market in Lin'an in the Southern Song Dynasty, but he was in modern times and couldn't witness the blooming of the night market in Lin'an.

Now back to ancient times, and it is still the Southern Song Dynasty, how can we not go to the night market?

At this time, Nalan Yanran seemed to have changed. Just now, she was so heroic when she waved her whip to repel the officers and soldiers and rescued Yang Chengye, but now she is like a little girl next door, following Yang Chengye.

Yang Chengye was also confused by the speed of Nalan Yanran's transformation.

Yang Chengye pulled Nalan Yanran to look at the scene of the night market, and kept eating all kinds of snacks, his mouth was full of greasy food, he was very happy.

Then Yang Chengye and Nalan Yanran came to a stall selling various cakes. Yang Chengye ordered a lot of cakes and said to Nalan Yanran: "Miss Nalan, I'm going to solve my personal problems next time, you eat first."

Hearing this, Nalan Yanran blushed and nodded.

Yang Chengye casually changed into a suit of clothes at the night market, covered his face with a black gauze, and ran towards the West Lake using magical footwork.

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