It was just getting bright, and the fragrance of hot porridge and pancakes began to spread in the streets and alleys.

"Sell soup, hot soup!"

The sound of selling hot water through the streets and alleys also sounded.

The so-called hot soup is actually boiled water. This is a habit passed down by the Chu Dynasty. Since the epidemic in the Jiangnan waters has been passed down to this day, the people in the city generally do not drink raw water, and they will not get up early to boil water. Instead, they spend a penny of copper coins to buy a pot of hot water.

Some are used for drinking, some are used for washing.

I was guarding the door early in the morning, waiting for the vendors to carry the loads to come one by one, from washing my face and hot tea to cooking cakes and rice porridge, I could even shave my head and shave my beard. After walking like this, I could shake my clothes and walk out with decent steps.

Today is particularly lively, with everyone laughing on their faces, and even the jokes during meetings are particularly exciting.

——After a month of panic, Jiang Xia finally opened the city gate again.

It is reported that the bandits and soldiers from Hua County to Jiangxia have been completely eliminated, and King Ning's troops also retreated to the east to confront the King of Wu.

There is no need to fight again, how can the people not be happy?

The vendors doing business prepare particles before they are bright. They walk in the thin darkness and follow the drums, and shout the silence of the night.

"Rice cake, fragrant rice cake!"

The wontons were also crowded with people. A scoop of hot soup was poured into a bowl with chopped green onion, and the smell floated far away.

"ha."

"why are you laughing?"

Mo Li turned his head strangely and asked.

Meng Qi shook his head and did not answer.

King Jing died, but Jiang Xia did not announce the funeral. First, it was because Nanping County deliberately concealed it. When it was spread, General Nie's energy was all focused on defending the city and pacifying the enemy. Now it has passed the Sanqian period. Everyone is happy because of everything recovery, and they have collectively forgotten about this "big" incident.

In this world, the death of the emperor and the vassal kings is a major event, which is equivalent to a collapse of the earth. Scholars and officials must all wear filial piety, and the people in the capital or county governments are the same. The rest of them do not need to do so. They only prohibit marriage and slaughter. However, in real mountains and fields, this law is also useless.

Are the poor and humble people not qualified to be filial? No?

The court does not control it, so who can make hunters avoid eating meat?

"This kind of scene is joyful." Meng Qi signaled to the lively streets.

Mo Li followed Meng Qi's gaze and then... saw the vendor selling chestnut cakes.

"cough."

Meng Qi walked around the barber's load as if nothing had happened, without even looking at the chestnut cake, and walked forward straight away.

The laughter of children lingered in my ears. The woman with her hair tied up her hair and dragged her baby who refused to wear shoes to her home, carried her clothes to the old woman by the well, and the yellow rice cake that had just opened the steamer, shouting one after another...

Such days are not rich, but they are peaceful.

Mo Li and Meng Qi walked through the crowd, and almost no one would notice them because they were keen to say hello to neighbors and familiar dealers. Everyone couldn't wait to know if everything was fine if they hadn't seen so many times.

Jiangxia was not short of food, and the city defense was not in a hurry, but the people were still scared by Wang Dajun.

The greetings are endless and the family chattering... as if the ripples echoed in the river are the waves of water illuminated by warm sunlight, extending from the narrow streets to the crowd gathered under the trees by the well, and then crossing the roof and spreading to the market that gradually becomes noisy.

Occasionally, I would meet people from Fengxingge and disciples of Hengshan Sect on the road. At this moment, they were also in the market, with some busy buying dry food, and some picking shoes that suited them in the shoe shop - Jiangxia is no longer in danger, but they have to go to other places.

In such an atmosphere, even the most rigid person on weekdays is a little more relaxed.

"Well, Doctor Mo...Doctor."

An elder of Hengshan Sect held a shoe in his hand, looked up and saw Mo Li, and greeted him awkwardly.

"The sole of this pair of boots is solid, and there are three layers of threads for face. Look, please."

Mo Li glanced at him and knew that he was not in line with his feet, so he continued to search in the shop.

The shoe shop guy followed him step by step.

"How long will it take to get the new ones?" Meng Qi chose a casual look and signaled, "Compared with this one, half an inch."

He had to be serious. Others thought it was his clothes, so Mo Li couldn't argue. The elder of Hengshan Sect over there looked suspicious. After all, Meng Qi he saw was all 89 years old.

After leaving the shoe shop, I saw a chaotic situation ahead.

"Who is riding a horse in the downtown area?"

Meng Qi's pupils shrank, but it was not his turn to take action. The people in the gangsters who were mingling in the crowd took the lead in pulling the horse.

The people were as silent as cicadas and dodged one after another.

The horse-beating man fell to the ground in a mess and jumped up angrily. However, he was not alone, and there were dozens of riders, which looked very loud.

"Go aside, you untouchables!"

The man from the Jianghu dodged and avoided it, with his body movements extremely flexible.

The leaders of these riders were furious and immediately directed their subordinates to drive their horses to trample on the other side, regardless of the items of vendors around them and the people who were screaming and hiding.

"It's you bandits like you again! Kill me!" The leader shouted like crazy.

As soon as Mo Li stepped forward, he saw people rushing out of the cloth shop and tea shop on the wonton stall.

From the elders of Hengshan Sect to the leader of the Cao Gang, everyone rushed forward, and hungry tigers rushed to pull these people off like sheep.

There was a constant sound of wailing.

This is a rare scene. People in the martial arts world usually do not publicly oppose the government, especially in the city. They may break the tables, chairs and benches of restaurants due to fights, and the people on the roadside, but as long as the government yamen runners appear, they will leave immediately.

So the title of "River and Robber" is equivalent to that of "River and Ocean Thieves", and they will only cause trouble.

Now the vendor selling candy cakes on the roadside has opened his mouth wide and has been unable to come back to his senses.

"General Han, what are you doing?"

A Fengxing Pavilion man angrily scolded with a contemptuous tone, obviously not taking this group of cavalry seriously.

Mo Li realized it and remembered who the leader was.

Unexpectedly, the people started to whisper, as if they had heard something.

Meng Qi was keen on the ears and naturally heard that the people were actually asking each other who General Han was and what was going on.

The people of Jiangxia didn't even know that King Jing was dead, nor did they know that Nanping County Mansion City was almost lost, and it was even more impossible to know that General Han made a wrong choice that led to the reversal of the situation in defending the city or even collapsed. They were simply surprised and puzzled.

Surprisingly, the people in the martial arts world opened up fighting with the government, and they were puzzled that the two sides seemed to know each other.

"That Taoist priest bought pancakes from me just now!"

"There is also the old man who is holding the shoes from my shop in his hand... I didn't realize that he was a thief who was tall and tall. He was bearded, as if the wind was blowing. Who would have thought that he would no longer see any signs when he jumped like that. He jumped again and grabbed the galloping horse! Divine power!"

The elder of the Hengshan Sect who was a little thinner and was slandered as falling down as the wind: "..."

He is not a rabbit, so where did he jump left and right?

Poor, he is also a respected celebrity in the world, and his old face is now lost.

This whispering sounded like a sarcasm in General Han who was getting up in a mess. The expressions on the faces of those whispering together turned into a knife. He didn't hear the real content at all, and only thought that he had heard countless ridicule in the army these days.

He was defeated on paper and escaped in shame!

"Hey, it was those incompetent soldiers who dragged me down..."

General Han never admitted these charges, but he could not scold him like this. He needed to gather more old subordinates and leave Jiangxia.

But when the street was overturned to the ground, the shame in my heart rose to the peak with the surprise on the faces of the crowd around me.

During this period, he lived like a year in Jiangxia. General Nie did not see him at all. He was not missing anything else, and the ridicule and ridicule behind him never stopped for a moment. Now not only the bandits in the martial arts world dared to humiliate him, but even the common people could point fingers at him?

General Han's mind whirred, and his anger broke his mind.

He pulled out his sword and swung it towards the crowd.

"Stop it! Stop it all, you ignorant untouchables! How dare you laugh at me too?!"

“…”

Facing those red eyes, Mo Li had nothing to say.

Maybe it's because he looks thin? Or maybe he's more conspicuous in the crowd?

The answer was no. General Han did choose a random direction to wave his knife, but he met Mo Li just because he disliked the young look, and flew past like fallen leaves, and then turned to the distance.

This indifference is more annoying than contempt.

The people who were originally standing near Mo Li screamed and avoided it. The others were about to stop him, but they suddenly found that General Han was referring to Mo Li with his sword, and he was immediately amazed and crying.

There are so many people in the street market, but they just look for the one with the highest martial arts skills. What kind of luck is this?

This scene was so ridiculous that the elder of Hengshan Sect seriously thought that the general's loss of the war might not be because of his timidity and fear of death, but because he lost his luck by drinking water and choking his throat and falling teeth on his face. He lost his advantage in defending the city?

"Do you look down on me? You ants dare to be arrogant!"

General Han was stunned by the anger and did not notice that Mo Li was eased to avoid his sword. He still felt that he had slashed. The panic look of the people around him satisfied his feelings of being ignored and ridiculed, so he vented his anger to his fullest.

Meng Qi looked at the end of the street market quietly.

Sure enough, there was dust flying.

"What's going on?" Mo Li was tired of the knife reflecting in front of him, and was intimidated, causing General Han to rush straight forward and tripped up a firm stone from a shop on the street to fix the banner.
To be continued...