C3 (1/2)
By the time Zhang Lin Xuan and Huang'er arrived at Lin An City, the lanterns had already been lit.
The two of them led the horses through the bustling crowd. Huang'er looked at the bustling night scenery and the dancing and singing citizens of Linan and sighed. ”The Mongolian people are slaughtering people within Song territory, and the people in the capital are still living a life of drunkenness and sleep. This is not like a merchant girl who doesn't know her country's hatred. The people should know their country's hatred, and calmly sing 'Courtyard Flowers'!”
Zhang Linxuan said, ”Miss Huang is truly a chivalrous person. I admire you for worrying about the nation!” But now, as the times went on, the imperial court was in danger and could only beg for peace and make amends. The Son of Heaven was willing to serve as a puppet, indulging in matters of the heart, paying no heed to the political affairs of the court, and allowing the powerful minister, Shi Mi Yuan, to do whatever he wanted. Speaking of Shi Mi, you sure are good at bullying the common people! ”
Huang'er said worriedly, ”No wonder the citizens are getting drunk today. Sigh, at this moment, the Great Song Dynasty is facing a similar crisis and was defeated by these incompetent dog officials!”
The two of them chatted about current affairs as they walked. When they arrived at a restaurant, they saw a pair of father and daughter who were selling songs. They were standing by the door and begging the shopkeeper for help.
The shopkeeper's face was filled with impatience as he continuously chased them away.
”Hurry up and go, stand by the door like a bereaved star! ”Don't block my way to do business!” The boss said.
The woman hugged her lute and said with a bitter face, ”Boss, please, we just need to go for a walk. If no one asks us to sing a small song, we can leave immediately, okay?”
The old man kept bowing to the shopkeeper and kept saying, ”Boss, please do me a favor! ”Nice to meet you, Boss!”
”Sigh, it seems like it won't be easy for all of you. Fine, fine, we can only take a walk and not disturb others from eating. The people eating here are either rich or noble!” The shopkeeper went soft on the inside and kept reminding her.
The woman kept thanking him, and then supported the old man into the room.
Zhang Lin Xuan and Huang'er walked into the restaurant. They found a table and sat down, ordering some dishes and wine. As he was waiting for the dishes to arrive, he heard a burst of teasing and screams from the ladies upstairs. He then heard the old man shouting hysterically, ”I'll kill you all!”
The head storekeeper repeatedly said, ”Not good, something big is going to happen!”
Zhang Lin Xuan and Huang'er followed him upstairs. They saw the old man lying on the floor beside the table. The singing woman was so frightened that she collapsed onto the floor, her face pale.
The one who hit him was a man in a vassal uniform. He contemptuously said, ”This old man is too weak, I just lightly touched him, and that's all. Everyone said they want to swindle me?!” His accomplices chimed in, ”That's right, that's right! ”You should ask around, are our Nanny Mo's people that easy to provoke?!” With that, he left.
The surrounding people whispered, but no one dared to help, they could only curse, ”God damn the Mosha Faction, if they do all sorts of evil deeds, they will get their retribution sooner or later!”
Just as Zhang Lin Xuan was about to step forward and stop the group of depraved people from the Mosha Faction, he was stopped by Huang'er, who shook her head at him.
The shopkeeper sighed, ”Hey, I told you not to come in, but you guys insisted on coming in. Look at it now, is something wrong?”
The woman slowly regained her senses. She saw the old man lying on the side and couldn't stop crying.