"I didn't expect that the girl in Zhu family would have such a sad story."

Huan Chan's eyes were red and her voice was a little low.

"I haven't heard their family talk about this before. After arriving in Jiangdong this time, if you have time, you can ask them."

“…”

After hearing Huan Chan say this, Xie Li was stunned. Isn’t this Liang Zhu a folk legend? Could it be that the person involved is really not?

Seeing Xie Li's look of surprise, Huan Chan continued: "Someone in the Zhu family was once a member of my uncle who joined the army. They had moved from Jiangbei before, and later settled in Shangyu, Kuaiji. When my father came to Jingzhou, he was already old and should not travel far, so he stayed in Jiangdong."

Xie Li didn't know what to say. He happened to think of such a story of unequal identity and wanted to explain it. Who knew that at this time there was such a family and the general Huan Wen who could let Huan Chan know, his identity should be quite high, and the Zhu family must be a big family.

Alas, I can only hope that there is no such person as Yingtai in the family.

"Ahem... I heard what the down-and-out merchants said in Xiangyang a few years ago, and I didn't know whether the matter was true or not, so Miss Huan didn't need to go into it."

However, Huan Chan on the opposite side was obviously still immersed in the legend just now and did not respond much to Xie Li's words.

Although she is usually careless and her feelings are not as delicate as Su Huixue, this story is one of the four major folk legends in China after all. It was Huan Chan that she heard this for the first time, so it is normal to have such emotions.

Besides, under this situation, Huan Chanyu felt that she had many similarities with the Zhu girl who disguised as a man.

Fortunately, this emotion lasted for a short period of time, Huan Chan returned to her former expression.

Xie Li also breathed a sigh of relief. If there were only so many "Miss Lin" along the way, he would be really worried.

A few days later, the two of them chatted while on the boat and played together while on the boat.

Xie Li had a strong concept of time in his previous life, so he was quite ashamed of this kind of travel-like way of travel at the beginning. However, when he saw the boatmen adjusting the direction of the sails from time to time, Xie Li felt much relieved. In this era when boats could only rely on water and wind, his mentality could only be to learn to keep pace with them.

Neither of them paid much attention to the time, so they didn't know how many days had passed when they arrived in Jiankang.

After entering the city, a prosperous aura came to my face.

Originally, Jiangling City in Jingzhou had already produced Xie Li's imagination of the city of this era, and before coming, he had already made preparations for Jiankang to become stronger. However, when he saw it with his own eyes, Xie Li realized that he was still too conservative.

As the largest city in the world during this period, Jiankang is almost at the point of his own understanding.

Stores of all sizes are close to each other, lined up one after another. The bustling pedestrians and spectators are walking shoulder to shoulder.

There are a wide range of streets like a market, and there are very few things that are being sold in Xie Li's eyes.

Occasionally, I walk to some alleys without any lively, and I also wander around with a unique artistic conception.

From time to time, I saw three or two men in thin clothes scattered in the narrow alley, with red faces and talking freely.

Once again, there were endless groups of men and women, traveling together and buying.

Huan Chan likes lively, but how can she control herself in such a street scene? So she ruthlessly rejected Xie Li's suggestion that she had to stay in the first place and shuttled between the stores and the crowd.

Although the two came to Jiankang and each had their own "must-make things" to do, it was obviously not appropriate for them to part ways when they first arrived in Jiankang.

So Xie Li had no choice but to follow her helplessly and started a walk around.

"Miss Huan, no matter how you say you are a noble girl, why can't you learn from others and look like a lady from a noble family? If you don't say this now, it will affect your image too much after you recognize it. Why is this trouble..."

"whispering sound……"

Huan Chan dropped the headdress that had just taken out of the peddler's basket and looked like she was not concerned, obviously not taking Xie Li's words to heart. Then she continued: "I see my cousin and the others at home every day, twisting their scarves to cover their faces, shaking them gently, and not daring to go out for a bustling place. If I want me to learn from them, it is really more uncomfortable than death."

"Although this statement is also good, you have grown up from Jiangdong since childhood. You should have seen more scenes like this. Why are you still so excited now?"

"It's not just here in Jiangdong."

Huan Chan glanced back at him, and then explained: "I grew up in Jiangzhou when I was a child, which was far away from here. Later, after my uncle passed away, he followed my father to Yangzhou, Nanxuzhou and other places. Those places were poor and chaotic, but they did not have the appearance of Jiankang."

"And, I've only been here a few times, so how could I say I've seen it too much?"

After saying that, Huan Chan seemed to have seen something fun, her eyes lit up and she walked straight forward.

Xie Li looked at it and found that it was a shop specializing in selling sword accessories, with sword spears and scabbards hanging all over the room.

After walking slowly forward, Xie Li asked again in a ponderous manner: "Then what are you doing here?"

At this time, Huan Chan was holding a white jade sword spear and gestured back and forth on the hilt of her sword. After hearing Xie Li’s question, she couldn’t help but be slightly stunned and felt guilty in her heart.

The letter she left to her family said that she came to Jiangdong to visit her previous friends, but now she has been here directly here and has not been to Jiankang several times. If you want to know each other, there must be some, but if you want to talk about your own friends... it will be difficult to find here.

"Uh...then...then...then there is certainly something more important, otherwise, how could you come here from all the way? And...thing is important, so how could you tell you so easily?"

"Okay, if you don't say it, you won't say it, it depends on your nervous look."

Xie Li waved it, knowing that she must have something to hide from her when she was hesitant. He was not such a gossiper, so he naturally wouldn't ask further questions.

Huan Chan then took a breath and turned her gaze back to the white jade sword spike, her pretty face was filled with a favorite smile again.

"Hey, Xie Li... Uh, Brother Qin, what about this sword spike? Does it match my red shadow?"

Xie Li glanced at him and said, "It turns out that your sword is called Hongying, but I want me to say that this sword is simple in shape and has a good temperament. I think it is not an ordinary product. Although this sword spear is flawless and gentle, it is still a bit too petty if it is matched with Hongying..."

"whispering sound……"

Huan Chan curled her lips and said, "Isn't it just a hanger? How can I pay so much attention to it... I look pretty good."
Chapter completed!