Reborn as the first poisonous concubine

Chapter 393 Criticism 1
"Miss, I didn't mean to mention this matter just now..." Seeing that Wei Zijin's face didn't darken, Huan'er smiled lightly, and felt even more confused.

The young lady woke up midway because she was worried about the prince last night, why did she take it for granted when she brought it up today, as if the worry had completely disappeared? !

"Let's go, taking advantage of the fine weather today, let's go to the temple to burn a stick of incense, pray for the prince, and wish him victory and a safe return!" Wei Zijin smiled lightly, and his previous worries had been replaced by strange firmness.

Qiaoxiang and Huan'er glanced at each other, seeing that Wei Zijin had gone a few steps away, she hurriedly nodded and followed.

There were not many people offering incense in the morning, so Wei Zijin brought Qiaoxiang and a group of people offered incense, prayed for Xiao Jingyao, and left the temple.

At this time, the streets and alleys of the Imperial Capital became lively, and there were cries of hawkers everywhere, some selling melons and fruits, some selling special snacks, and there were all kinds of novelties from other places.

It was rare for Qiaoxiang and Huan'er to go out to visit the morning market, so they were inevitably a little excited. They looked around, fearing that they would lose Wei Zijin, so they followed closely behind Wei Zijin while looking at the various small stalls around them.

Wei Zijin originally planned to go to the restaurant to meet Ye Zhiqiu, and asked Ye Zhiqiu to send the peace talisman he had asked for from the temple to Xiao Jingyao who had already left Beijing, but seeing Qiaoxiang and Huaner so excited, he slowed down. He even asked Kong Wu to buy some chestnuts and preserved fruits.

Qiaoxiang and Huan'er had a great time eating, seeing that Wei Zijin just looked at them with a smile, and hurriedly brought the chestnuts to Wei Zijin: "Miss, you can try it too..."

Wei Zijin shook his head and smiled lightly: "You guys eat, I'm not hungry!"

The group of them walked for a while on the lively main street before finding a shop selling flowers and steamed wine to sit down and rest their feet.

Wei Zijin ordered a bowl of steamed rice for everyone, and while sitting down to taste it, he looked up at the bustling crowd at the side of the shop, and saw that the group of people were all sitting around the ground, and an old man with bang eyebrows and fair hair was sitting on the steps , was stroking his beard and gesticulating and saying something, and everyone sitting around him listened with gusto.

"Miss, what are they doing?" Huan Er asked curiously, pointing at the crowd.

Before Wei Zijin could answer, the owner who sells flowers and steamed wine smiled and replied: "Girl, they are listening to that old man's story!"

"Storytelling?" Huan'er and Qiaoxiang repeated in unison, with surprised faces.

It's not that they have never heard of storytelling, but this is the first time they have seen such a storyteller...

"That's right, the old white man didn't know where he came from, and he didn't have any money, so he wandered on the streets of the imperial capital, telling the strange people and strange things he met along the way for everyone to have fun. Give him a few coppers so he won't starve to death!"

The shop owner's words aroused the interest of Qiaoxiang and Huan'er. They looked at Wei Zijin pleadingly, and said enthusiastically, "Miss, shall we go and listen too?"

Wei Zijin was also a little curious about the white old man, and nodded in agreement after listening to the proposal of the two maids.

They didn't sit in front of the white old man like everyone else, but stood far away from the crowd, so they could hear clearly.

"After talking about the things outside, today, I, the old man Bai, will also tell you some anecdotes about the imperial capital..." The old man stroked his beard in a mysterious manner, which drew applause from everyone, urging him to speak quickly .

(End of this chapter)