Butterfly [The Great Austrian Woman Version]

Chapter 140 Lively Heianjing

Ji Zong was not attacked in Hongan Temple, which proved that they met the mysterious man by chance.But from this point of view, the other party should also feel very surprised to meet them, which can explain why that person is so wary of them.

After staying in Heian-kyo for a few days, because all the daimyos rushed to Edo for their shifts, Yoshimune actually met some people.It's just that they are all small fish, she didn't intend to cast a net, but just crooked in the tea house by the roadside to check San Langzuo's eyesight and memory.This is the disadvantage of underdeveloped information. It is impossible for them to carry pictures of important people with them, and they cannot check the faces of suspicious people in time.Only at this time, Ji Zong really missed the days before time travel. In the past, the Internet was so developed and the information was so explosive.However, she didn't cherish it, because she is still an activist and would rather spend her time outdoors than weaving a net indoors.

Ji Zong and San Langzuo were not very eye-catching, mainly because they looked carelessly, just like the people watching the excitement in Heianjing.Still, they occasionally run into problems, like now.Several luxuriously dressed people pointed to Ji Zong and San Langzuo and asked them to give up their seats.Because they wore simple clothes and occupied the best position to watch the excitement.It's no wonder that Heian-kyo has been the capital of all dynasties. This kind of precipitation has cultivated the appreciation of local residents, and Heian-kyo will always be the forefront of fashion.Other places are just chasing after the wind, and even Da'ao is just a copycat version of Ping'an Jing.

However, this kind of accumulation of time has also raised some short-sighted scum, such as these dudes in front of me.He is pretentious, thinking that he was born in Heian capital, the capital city, and he is different from others.However, they only superficially discerned the clothes of Ji Zong and San Langzuo, but did not see their inviolable temperament.

San Langzuo didn't talk nonsense with them, he greeted the boss and asked directly, "We paid for this seat."

The boss nodded and bowed, not just giving money, because her tea house is facing Suzaku Avenue, which is the main way for daimyo to enter and exit Heianjing, and this location is the best place to watch. The two spectators in front of me paid for it earlier One gold coin, this seat is reserved for one month.She was greedy for cheap at the time, so she agreed, but how did she know that there would be so many big names coming and going, and so many people wanted to watch the excitement.It's just that the money has been collected, so she absolutely has no need to offend anyone.She runs a tea house and has met many people. The two in front of her are more valuable than these seemingly domineering people.If you ask why, one is the way she sees people with so many years of experience, and the other is that these two people have never shown jealous or envious eyes like ordinary spectators, and they are more scrutinized.

"Let's choose another place, this place is occupied by two guests." The boss said in embarrassment, "The view from the second floor upstairs is also good, how many of you can go up and have a look?"

Those people didn't listen to anyone's persuasion, and a woman in the lead took out a piece of silver pancake and threw it on the low table contemptuously.There was a loud bang, and everyone in the tea house poked their heads out, even the guests in the private room on the second floor poked their heads out.Ji Zong chose a location facing the street. The private room on the second floor is not bad, but it is not economical enough.Seeing the silver pancakes still shaking slightly on the table, Ji Zong suddenly remembered the time when San Langzuo threw money in Yoshihara.She raised her head to look at San Langzuo, who smiled knowingly. If they were talking about showing off their wealth, these people really met their ancestors!

"Oh, you are so polite, everyone is here to drink tea and watch the fun, so why is there so much money?" San Langzuo did not get up, sat cross-legged at the low table, picked up the silver pancakes, and He weighed it in his hand. "Since a few of you are willing to reward me, I will have the audacity to accept it."

Before the few people had time to show their complacent expressions, they saw San Langzuo lightly tossing the silver cake and throwing it into the owner's arms, "Go, I got a benefit today, so everyone is also happy. Go and call the most famous singer here." People from Jingliuli come and sing a section for everyone, and enjoy watching while listening to it.”

"Okay!" There was applause from the tea house. Everyone came out to have fun, so naturally they didn't dislike it.

Seeing that San Langzuo belittled her silver pancakes so much, the leader's flesh ached, and subconsciously snatched them back from the boss's arms, angrily said

"You have such a big face! Have you ever seen someone who rewards you with a silver pancake as soon as you tip it! Let me tell you, this money is for your seat! Take it and leave!"

Sneaks of ridicule sounded from all around, this is showing timidity, but fortunately this is Heian-kyo, not Edo, and the people are quite elegant.If this person was in Edo, she would have been able to hide her face and run away, because she had already lost her "purity", that is, she had lost her face.

"Oh, that's right. I'm the one to blame. I didn't ask clearly. But, since it's a business, shouldn't you just tell me what you like?" San Langzuo asked suspiciously.

The man shook his head and said, "You drink tea for a day, but it's only two hundred Wen, and I'm fifty times as much as you. You're still not happy, are you stupid? I advise you, don't force yourself, who is going to have trouble with money? "

San Langzuo picked his ears in a rascally manner, as if he had dirty his ears after listening to this man's words. "Oh, no one will have trouble with money. But, we ordered this seat for one gold coin, why should we sell it to you at ten times the price? If I let it go, I would be a fool!"

This time, the people in the tea house roared with laughter!These few people showed their cowardice completely, and their face was completely humiliated!

"You, you are just a prostitute, why are you talking to us like this!" She said it too much, but it was impossible to refute, because, in this Ping'an capital, no man has prostituted himself, borrowed what kind?Even the sons of the public family and the princes of the royal family are unavoidable.Therefore, although her words hit a wide range of people, they were accurate. Sure enough, there was chatter in the tea room, and the eyes that looked at San Langzuo were also somewhat ambiguous.

"Before I get angry, get out!" Sanlang Zuo shrugged indifferently, but Ji Zong made a sound, his voice was low and his eyes were a bit cruel.

"You~ you!"

"Your mother doesn't know where she borrowed the seed from, but she actually gave birth to such a shameless thing like you! If Lingtang knew, would she want to stuff you back and remake you!" Ji Zong really wanted to say, Your mother threw you away and raised the placenta!However, with such a high-tech content, they may not understand it.She glanced at the ambiguous eyes of the people around her, and continued to say, "Sell your body, your father and brother, if you don't borrow seeds, don't sell your body, where do you have the spare money and time to come here to show off your wealth and drink tea! Don't be disgusting." Bala went to borrow a seed, and the money will be cheap for you when you come back!"

It was quiet in the tea room!As I said before, there are a few men who have never borrowed seeds, and those who have men in their families seem to have mastered resources, and naturally arrange borrowed seeds like commodities.There are not many who give selflessly, it's nothing more than some money.Ji Zong's words hit them in the face.They ridiculed and satirized men, and there were also some watching. Their mentality represented the mentality of the public.

There are few men in this era, and they lack men. However, this lack makes them hate and belittle men, ridicule them, and trample on them.This strange mentality was directly revealed by Ji Zong today. Of course, many people couldn't hold it anymore.It's just that Ji Zong said this to the people in front of him, and it's not easy for them to come forward to argue and scold them, so they have to restrain themselves.However, when the tea entered his mouth again, his mouth was full of bitterness.

"You, dare you say it, you don't borrow seeds from men, or you don't lend out your own man! You don't lend out your father and brother!" The leading woman said with a livid face, pointing at Ji Zong tremblingly.She also verified Ji Zong's words from the side. She was right. In her own family, it was because she had two brothers who were both outstanding in appearance. She still had this spare money and was quite popular among her friends.

Ji Zong curled his lips, not wanting to argue about this unnecessary idleness, "Don't be a piece of shit, just look at everyone like you! Don't even think about why the number of men has dropped sharply! Don't you think this is God's punishment and admonition to us? Put away your sense of superiority, that is, you have drawn benefits from men, and then go to despise men, get out of here quickly, and don't dirty my ears here."

San Langzuo looked at Ji Zong in surprise, thought about his action of picking out his ears just now, and suddenly wanted to laugh, something heavy in his heart, but very comfortable.

"You, tell me your name!" The woman knelt down on one knee, and slapped the short table in front of Ji Zong with her palm.Before Sanlangzuo could make a move, he saw that Ji Zong took out his ribs at some point, nailed it to the table with a snap.The blade was thin and swayed slightly. The snow-white blade was inserted into the gap between the woman's index finger and ring finger.

The complexion of the woman changed dramatically. In this era, only warriors could carry swords, and even princes could only use fans if they wanted to show off.This knife represents Ji Zong's identity, and also represents a right to life and death.She sat down on the tatami mat, shaking like a sieve, but gently stroked her wrist with one hand, removed her hand from the table, and then crawled out of the tea room.

The tea room fell into an eerie silence. Everyone was thinking about whether to leave immediately, and what kind of posture would make them appear not to be embarrassed.San Langzuo looked at the atmosphere, smiled and took out a silver cake from his arms, "Boss, this money will pay for your table, and the rest, as I said before, please invite someone who has tasted glass to come and have fun. "

The boss was taken aback for a moment, he was also a person on the scene after all, and hurriedly announced the news loudly.Everyone was stunned, thinking about it, these two people have been sitting for several days, and they have never provoked anyone.Today, it was pointed at the nose by someone, and only then did this happen, and my heart fell back into my stomach.They all thanked each other, and they all gave up their thoughts of leaving. If you don't make money, you are a fool.

Seeing that the stagnant air in the tea room was flowing again, San Langzuo breathed a sigh of relief, and Ji Zong looked out of the window, feeling a feeling of blood spurting.What she said today has actually been in her heart for a long time, and it also carries her own experience.In the previous life, women always had to put in more effort than men and obtain a greater disparity of advantages in order to be affirmed.In this life, none of the men she met lived a comfortable life.Fate, not even allowing them to choose, has already determined their trajectory.

The boss swiftly invited the artist who sang Jingliu Li, and the soft tune was uttered, which aroused applause.

Ji Zong gradually calmed down his mind, listening to the artist's libretto, this Jing Liuli is really interesting, it is a bit similar to the storytelling in the previous life, even the talking and singing are all about current events.Just as she was about to hear some interest, the boss dragged a tray over, knelt down at their table, and put the tray on it.

"Excuse me for bothering you two. In fact, whether the table pays or not is the second priority. Thank you two for giving me face and enduring this bad breath."

San Langzuo looked at Ji Zong and said to the boss, "There is no need to do this. It is not easy to open the door for business. You can take this back. Small business can't stand your generosity."

When the boss heard it, his heart warmed up, and he smiled, and said, "Thank you for your teaching, but it's really not that I respect you two. I have such a heart, but I don't have such a big face. This is from the private room upstairs. Guests, please two." As she spoke, she pointed to a window on the second floor.The window opened in response, Ji Zong and San Langzuo looked, and the first thing they saw was the hand that pushed the window open.The man's delicate and indistinguishable face was revealed, he nodded to Ji Zong and San Langzuo, and raised his glass.

This man was exactly the man in red with the red umbrella they met at the gate of Honganji Temple that day.San Langzuo wanted to remind Ji Zong, but the latter smiled, took the teapot and cup handed over by the boss, filled a cup himself, and drank it with his head raised.It's just that she almost didn't spit it out. This is not tea, it's actually good sake!Ji Zong, a drinker, was attracted by the rich aroma from the tip of his tongue and mouth, so he swallowed it whole, choking his tears.

The man upstairs smiled, unlike the first time when he was ashamed and flamboyant, this time, with a childlike mischievousness, he bent his brows and eyes, and anyone could feel his happiness.

"Good wine!" Ji Zong mouthed and raised his empty glass.

The man did not pretend, he raised his cup to respect Ji Zong, raised his neck and poured it down. He wiped his mouth and turned the cup over with one hand, but there was not a drop left.

Ji Zong also showed a smile, this is the friendship of drinking friends, only those who are good at drinking understand.

San Langzuo frowned, took the teapot and smelled it, it smelled so strong.In the following time, Ji Zong held the teapot and poured it for himself, without any share of San Langzuo. The latter scolded her for being stingy, but still ordered dishes for her to eat and drink.Ji Zong was like a cat basking in the sun, lazily leaning on the low table, drinking wine, watching the scene, and chatting with San Langzuo.

It's just that the upstairs window didn't open again, and the man didn't come down until they left.

The author has something to say: a large number of migrants are pouring into Heian-kyo, Ji Zong will leave after a stroll, don't worry.