"Oh, and this matter, isn't this bullying for not having a son in the family?" Zhao Ta said with a sneer. Dare to find trouble with the queen, it seems that these two people are also concubines with status or being favored in the palace, the mother must have been swallowing her anger in order to maintain the stability of the harem and worry about her own safety, how can she give them some color to see, but they are also their own little mothers, how can they do it without showing their faces, Zhao Ta thought about countermeasures.

In fact, Zhao Ta thought well, one of these two people is the concubine Wang Zhao Zhao's mother, and the other is the concubine Cui, Wang Guifei heard that her son was plotted, and she was immediately furious, regardless of her colleagues back then, and now her relationship with her husband, she called her own hardcore Cui Shufei to find the queen's awkwardness, anyway, now everyone is "not knowing each other"

"See, the pears here are good, sweet and juicy, let's wrap them!" After eating the pear, Zhao Ta stood up and shouted to Jianxi outside the door.

"Come on, second master, let's ask for it all, the shopkeeper can make a price!" Miki agreed.

"These pears aren't worth much, just give a few if you want!" Zheng Hongmei didn't know what her son wanted to do, so she said with a smile.

"Thank you, shopkeeper!" Zhao Ta said ecstatically, took out a string of money from his arms, carefully untied the string of money, took off the ten coins one by one, thought about it and put back two coins, "The shopkeeper, then Bawen, everyone wants to be auspicious!" ”

Looking at her son's smiling face, Zheng Hongmei was stunned, what the hell is this kid messing with, all the things that were given to him just now, why are you worried about a few pennies now, "We will give ten wen, all inclusive!" At this time, Cui Shufei said with a smile, now not only Zheng Hongmei is stunned, but the two of them are also confused, they think that Zheng Hongmei must think that her son has no money, or she is afraid of herself, so she simply cheapens her son.

"You are so unreasonable, I arrived first, how can you grab the deal!" As soon as Zhao Ta heard this, he was "anxious 1, blocking the two and saying."

"Ambiguous, this little boy, although you arrived first, but my bid is high, is it right for the shopkeeper!" Cui Defei pulled Zhao Ta away and said.

"I'm out ...... Out of eleven articles! Zhao Ta stammered, reaching out and taking money out of his arms.

"I'll write twenty wen, and the pears are still mine!" Concubine Cui Defei raised the price, and in her heart, she saw that this kid was buckled, no wonder he had to calculate others for the sake of two dollars.

"I published twenty-one articles, you look down on me as a countryman!" Zhao Ta jumped and shouted.

"Thirty Wen!"

"Thirty-one articles!" The shouting here alarmed the "pedestrians" on the street, and everyone thought that there was some new show, and they all gathered around.

"Five hundred wen!" Seeing that there were many people, Concubine Cui Defei swept the crowd of onlookers and said proudly, "I will not fight for the slow head and the tone today, so I won't let your kid get cheap."

"I ...... Five hundred and two texts! Zhao Ta hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and shouted, although he put on a generous appearance, everyone could see that he was distressed.

"I'll pay five times, do you still add it!" Cui Defei said with a chuckle.

"Hee-hee!" Zhao Ta suddenly grimaced at them and smiled, and the people on the street were also happy, this little ghost was obviously a "trust" who was raising the price for his mother, and even the dogs wandering on this street knew that this basket of pears was not worth five dollars at all.

"Sister" ...... Wang Guifei also pondered a little bit and pulled down Cui Shufei, and the girl was still intoxicated with victory.

"Five through zero..."

"Don't shout, I'll give you this pear!" Zheng Hongmei saw that Zhao Ta raised his hand and was about to shout again, afraid that he would make too much trouble, so she quickly stopped him and said on the same spot.

"Hmph, the shopkeeper's heart is kind, or..."Zhao Ta put on an unconvinced look and said, "See Xi, what are you waiting for this pear shopkeeper to give us, you are still waiting for them to rob us!" He turned his face and shouted, reprimanding his subordinates.

"Second master, we didn't bring any guys, where can we put them?" Seeing Xi grasping two pears with one hand said embarrassedly.

"Stupid you, let this go!" Zhao Ta lifted his robe, dragged the corner of his clothes with both hands, and half-squatted for Jianxi to put in the robe and said.

"Little ghost, aren't these pears all for you and ours!" Cui Shufei was also anxious at a glance, some people may not care about the big money but they will be careful about the hard-won small money, and they will fight for it with perseverance, and the two of them are not to be outdone and come up to squeeze Zhao Ta aside, they are here to smash the field, of course, they will not bring the guy who holds things, but Zhao Ta has already given them a demonstration, the two lifted their skirts and squatted down, picked up the pears on it, until the basket saw the bottom, they stood up, gave Zhao Ta a white look in the attitude of a winner, bumped into everyone and walked to the street with a twist, and saw the appearance of the two of them, The noisy street market just now suddenly became silent, and they saluted them with their eyes, *staring at the bottom of the skirt with spicy eyes, and the two of them were still walking the catwalk! ,

Everyone said, isn't it common for a woman to carry something around in her skirt, anyway, she wears pants in winter, and it's not like summer when she shows something.

If you think so, you would be wrong, in ancient times, the two legs were separated, what kind of system did it become? Especially women, wearing pants is obviously to seduce men. Moralists are eyeing the country, hoping to ensure the long-term peace and stability of the country by hiding women in wide robes and big sleeves, losing their original feminine gender characteristics. Later, after several evolutions, to the Song Dynasty pants are there, but there is still a difference with modern pants, it is the kind of "cavity clothing" that can only protect the legs up to the knee and at the ankle when tied to the cavity, the Song Dynasty called knee pants, regardless of men and women wear this thing, you think now the two emperor's concubines are holding skirts, revealing obscene pants, and then two cotton trousers are sleeved underneath, what kind of look is that, although there are no outsiders, but what is the effect of walking on the street with such a swagger?

"Thunderman, too thunderous!" Zhao Ta felt too shocked when he watched the performance of the two, a woman in this era dared to wear it like this, which is enough to be called shocking!

Cui Shufei and Wang Guifei may feel the changes on the street at this time, maybe they feel a little cool underneath, look down, "ah", a miserable cry, put down their skirts and rushed into a shop on the side, and they couldn't care about the pears they finally snatched, and they closed the door and refused to show their heads again.

Suddenly, an old beggar sitting on the corner of the street laughed uncontrollably, and the people came back to their senses and laughed along.

"You kid, you're so naughty!" Zheng Hongmei couldn't help but smile, slapped her son on the head and smiled.

"Retribution, who made them always think about bullying!" Zhao Yupan also said with a bad breath.

"Mother, don't worry, as long as I am here in the future, I will not let people bully you again!" Zhao Jing looked at his mother and said, maybe it's because this skin is connected to its bloodline, and the estrangement just now seems to have disappeared all of a sudden.

"Good boy, you've suffered for the past few years!" Zheng Hongmei only felt that her eyes were astringent, her nose was sour, and she grabbed her son's shoulder and said, both of them were immersed in the deep love between mother and son.

At this moment the old beggar on the corner of the street called a little beggar, two people in rags, the old one bent over and played the stringed piano in his hand. The few Bazu, the cloud board sang the popular slow songs in the capital, it turned out that they relied on their art to beg.

"The sunset rises out the front door, and you can see the child. Yerong has many sideburns, and the fragrance has been overflowing. Fang is made of incense, and Ye Rong does not dare to be. Heaven is endless, so let it be seen by Lang. Su Xi does not comb his hair: silk hair is shouldered. Wan Shen Lang on his knees, where is not pitiful..."The singer's voice is tactful, warm and beautiful, the piano player is harmonious with his voice, handy, and the lyrics are also strong enough, it is simply openly carried out * teasing, with the atmosphere of a green building, not a woman from a good family, and people can't help but feel hot in their ears.

The two cooperate tacitly, the love of men and women, the lights are bright, the glory and wealth, the bed is lingering and the interpretation is vivid, moving, the pedestrians on the street stopped, the owners of the shop went out to watch the performance of the two, saw their outstanding performance, they applauded and generously donated money, copper coins, ingots rained down into the broken argument in front of the two.

"This man sings so well!" Zhao Ta listened to the singing skills of the two, it was impossible to achieve without professional training, and couldn't help but praise, but Zheng Hongmei shook her head with a wry smile and didn't answer.

"You dog, take care of my head too!" When the singing stopped, there was a sudden noise on the street, and I saw the old beggar beating the little beggar with a stick, and the little beggar held the money and argued that he did not withdraw his hand, but begged bitterly. It turned out that when he got the money, the old one wanted to drink wine and eat meat, and when he walked to their door, the little one was reluctant to take it to gamble, and tried his best to dissuade him from robbing, but of course the old one was furious, and even beat and scolded him to repair him.

"It's so unbelievable, I'll teach them!" Zhao Ta watched the two of them fighting on the street, and the little one who played tricks just didn't take the money, it was even more picky than these few pieces, he jumped up and roared.

"You don't care!" Zheng Hongmei didn't hold it, her son had already picked up the feather duster on the cabinet and jumped out, without saying a word, kicked the little beggar back, waved the feather duster regardless of the head and buttocks, and the little beggar rolled all over the ground, screaming again and again, and the chicken feathers flew wildly.

"I'll let you run, you unfilial thing, you can't support the old man when you're so old, let him enjoy wealth and prosperity, but you have to gamble when you get money, and you won't give the old man a full meal!" Zhao Ta scolded while beating, and the feather duster was broken into half.

"It's none of your business, you dog takes a mouse!" The little beggar kept pinching his body with both hands, but Zhao Ta beat him with a stick, and he didn't know where it hurt, but there was no place where it didn't hurt.

"Ah, you still dare to be hard-mouthed, someone shovels the uneven road, and someone takes care of the uneven things, the master is going to teach you a bastard today!" Zhao Tazui was not idle, put his hands on the shoulders of the little beggar, bent down and twisted to give him a "Dehle" Seeing that he closed his eyes, this kid was unlucky, and the prince could throw Pan Long so that he couldn't get up for a long time, and this little beggar couldn't get up for half a month.

"Poof, pop" The little beggar flew up and landed on the ground, some female comrades looked at Zhao Ta's fierceness, and they all turned their faces and couldn't bear to look at it again, but after waiting for a long time, they only heard the sound of people and Qian arguing on the ground, and didn't hear the screams. Looking back again, I saw that the little beggar was thrown to the back of his breath, grabbing his hands and kicking his feet, but he couldn't make a sound in his mouth, and he was hunched over like a big shrimp jumping into a frying pot. (To be continued.) ）