The reborn prince can't be pushed down

Chapter 164 Injustice
It is rare to come out of the palace once, the government affairs are getting more and more busy recently, it is rare to be able to steal half a day of leisure, Jiang Nian and Ning Yuezhao are unwilling to return to the palace too early.

After leaving Taolin, the carriage leisurely returned to the city.

It coincides with the Shangsi Festival, and the streets in the imperial capital are more crowded than usual.

Jiang Nian lifted the curtains of the car, looked at the bustling streets, and suddenly said, "How about going for a walk?"

Ning Yuezhao pursed her lips, and said helplessly, "Why are you so restless?"

Jiang Nian put down the curtain and said with a smile: "Forget it if you don't want to, just go back to the palace."

Ning Yuezhao gave him a sideways glance and ordered, "Stop."

Jiang Nian embraced her shoulders, his plump lips curved into a beautiful arc.

Both of them were dressed in casual clothes, blending into the crowd, like an ordinary young couple from a rich family.

"Young master, your wife is so beautiful, buy me an apricot flower and give it to her!"

A little girl tugged at Jiang Nian's sleeves fawningly. She was extremely cute, with smiling eyes like crescent moons.

Jiang Nian was slightly stunned, and his eyes shifted to the bamboo basket she tried to lift towards him.

"I picked these just now, they are so fresh! One only costs two cents!"

The apricot blossoms are as white as snow, and the petals are still stained with crystal water drops, which is really beautiful.

Jiang Nian reached out and took one from her basket, and put it on Ning Yuezhao's side, "Well, people are more beautiful than flowers!"

Ning Yuezhao caressed the flowering branches between her temples lightly, smiled softly, and let him talk sweetly.

The little girl smiled and said: "Madam is born beautiful, it's an honor for my apricot blossom to be the icing on the cake for you."

"You little girl, your mouth is sweet enough."

Jiang Nian was very satisfied and motioned Jing Ming to give him money.

Seeing that his master was happy, Jing Ming directly gave the little girl a small string of copper coins, "I'll buy you more candies."

The little girl took the copper coins and left with a smile on her face, continuing to sell her apricot flowers.

Looking at her cheerful back, Ning Yuezhao said with emotion: "If life wasn't difficult, why would such a young child come out to sell flowers to make a living, and also be so careful to observe her words and looks to please her."

Jiang Nian's hand on her shoulders tightened, "I believe you can make the people under your rule have enough food and clothing, a place to rely on for their old age, and a place for their young to be raised. It's just that you are also a human being, not a god, and all this will take time."

Ning Yuezhao looked at him from the side, and smiled, "Well, with you by my side, I can definitely do it."

Jiang Nian took her in his arms and continued to walk forward, but saw many people surrounded by a small stall in front, including adults and children.

"Wow, why is it a pig, I want a dragon, I want a dragon!"

There was a loud cry of a boy from the crowd around him, and he was clamoring for the dragon.

"Let me spin it again!"

"No, one person only has one chance. This old man has set up a stall on this street for more than [-] years, and the rules have never been broken. If you don't want it, just leave." An old man's voice came out steadily, with a firm tone.

"What's going on here?" Ning Yuezhao and Jiang Nian stood outside, unable to see what was going on inside.

Jiang Nian bent his lips and smiled, "I didn't expect this old man to still set up a stall here after so many years."

Ning Yuezhao tugged at his sleeves, "Don't be tricky."

"There is an old man on this street who claims to be a half-immortal, and buys sugar paintings with a bag on his back all day long, but his rules are different from others."

At this time, two people, one big and one small, came out from the crowd. The little boy was holding a candy painting of a puppy in his hand, his eyes were red, and the adults beside him kept coaxing him.

Taking advantage of the moment when the crowd staggered, Ning Yuezhao saw that on one side of the old man's pick was a heated smooth stone slab, which was used to cast sugar juice for painting, and on the other side was a wooden plate, painted with a white background and red paint on the top. The twelve zodiac signs are drawn, and there is a bamboo pointer in the middle of the wooden plate.

"People who want to buy sugar paintings can turn the bamboo needles, and they can draw whatever patterns they want, all of which cost ten cents each. If he is in a good mood, he will count according to the patterns you turned out. I heard that it is very effective. I also bought it when I was a child, and he said my life was too precious, so according to me, he didn’t know what to say and just picked something nice to say.”

"Pfft." Ning Yuezhao couldn't help being amused by Jiang Nian's explanation, "Then what did you turn to?"

Jiang Nian frowned, "It's been too many years, I can't remember. Anyway, this is just a bluff, let's not join in the fun."

Just when Jiang Nian was about to leave with Ning Yuezhao in his arms, an angry voice suddenly came from the surrounding crowd, "Who dares to question the old man's ability?"

After speaking, the old man stood up, pushed aside the crowd, rushed out, and stopped Jiang Nian and Ning Yuezhao from leaving.

"It turns out that you are a kid, but when you grow up, you are much more pleasing to the eye than when you were a child."

The old man stroked his beard, shook his head and said.

Jiang Nian's frown deepened, thinking in his heart that the old man must be cheating, how many children came to him every day, not to mention that he was only seven years old at the time, how could he recognize his grown-up self?

"Dare to say that the old man's calculations are inaccurate, and today the old man will do the calculations for you! Otherwise, there is no way to leave!" The old man said forcefully.

The slightly dressed guards who were separated from them immediately gathered up, pushed the old man a few steps away, and glared, "Bold, you can also block the way of my son and wife?"

The old man saw a few guards with a murderous look, followed their push, and fell to the ground, "It's terrible, I'm bullying people! Ouch, my old bones are about to fall apart!"

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd surrounded Jiang Nian and others, accusing them——

"It's too much, isn't it just how much money you have? Why bully people!"

"That's right, offending Li Banxian, this is a matter of God's punishment!"

"Quickly apologize to Li Banxian, or you won't be able to leave today!"

This Li Banxian was doing fortune-telling on this street all day long, and was highly respected by the common people. Just now, the guards made the move first, and they were obviously ignorant, so Ning Yuezhao and the others suddenly became the targets of condemnation.

Although there are five guards, they are all ordinary people, and they are not easy to attack, so they can only look at Jiang Nian and Ning Yuezhao hesitantly, "Master, madam..."

Ning Yuezhao waved her hand to signal them to back away, then she walked up to the old man herself, bent down and held his arm, "Old man, it's my guards who are reckless, you have to suffer."

The old man didn't want to get up at first, but a force came from the woman's hand, which made him stand up involuntarily.

Seeing that they took the initiative to admit their mistakes and helped the old man up, the common people immediately relaxed their attitude a lot.

"That's right, you can't be rude to a half-immortal!"

The old man said with a serious face: "These people are ignorant, I can forgive you, but you can't question my divination skills!"

Jiang Nian stepped forward, cleverly staggered Ning Yuezhao's hand supporting the old man, and replaced it with him supporting the old man, "Then what do you want, old man?"

The old man raised his head and looked at the young man. Although he had a smile on his face, his eyes were cold and there was no smile.

He couldn't help but feel abrupt in his heart, "I didn't even think about it, I just let the old man test you."

"Okay." Jiang Nian responded very straightforwardly, walked straight to the sugar painting booth, bent down and gently poked the bamboo needle.The bamboo needles spun very fast in an instant, and everyone stared at them curiously, except Jiang Nian who didn't care.

The pointer finally fixed on the pattern of "chicken", Jiang Nian's face suddenly lost even the superficial smile.

"Hahahaha! It turned out to be a chicken!"

"Accurate, accurate! You are obviously a grass chicken, but why do you put on a high profile, you really think you are a phoenix!"

The people onlookers laughed.

Ning Yuezhao walked up to Jiang Nian, took his arm, and said nothing.Jiang Nian looked sideways, just in time to meet her weird expression of holding back a smile, and his mood suddenly became more gloomy.

The old man walked back to the stall, stroking his beard and laughing, "Sir, don't be impatient, you are a dragon and a phoenix, and you are naturally extraordinary. You must know that the feathers of the phoenix are withered before the fire, and they are worse than ordinary chickens. But once reborn into Nirvana, the brilliance will shine, and it will soar into the sky, soaring to the nine heavens!"

After hearing what the old man said, Ning Yuezhao nodded repeatedly.Didn't Jiang Nian suffer a catastrophe before?Now that he has been reset, the two of them trust each other, isn't it just soaring into the sky, soaring to the sky?
However, Jiang Nian felt a suffocation in his chest, and the blurred past gradually became clear in his mind.

When he was seven years old, he went to the old man's booth to shake the bamboo needles, and he also hit the "chicken". He was so spoiled at that time, he was so angry that he smashed the sugar painting that the old man gave him to the ground, and fell down. Shattered, his mother kept coaxing him.

At that time, the old man was also stroking his beard, saying that he was not strong enough to be coddled, otherwise he would not be able to survive the fire in the future, and it would be fine if he hurt himself, and he might even hurt his family.

But he was only seven years old at that time, and he was the middle-aged son of his parents. His talent in reading had already been revealed, so how could his family be willing to treat him harshly.

It turned out that everything had been foreshadowed long ago, but his life in his previous life was too smooth, how could he know that the arrogant and conceited temperament he developed since childhood would be the fuse of all disasters?

At this time, Ning Yuezhao also bent down and pulled the bamboo needle, and finally stopped on the "dragon".

She was also stunned for a moment, saying that the emperor is the true son of the dragon, and she really let her smoke the dragon with one stroke.

The old man looked at Ning Yuezhao, and said with a tusk: "Madam is lucky, and the son is a match made in heaven, isn't this a match between dragon and phoenix!"

After speaking, he picked up the small pot boiling the sugar juice, and quickly moved and cast it on the stone slab, quickly drawing a five-clawed golden dragon with clouds, majestic and dignified.Of course, he didn't forget to draw Jiang Nian's "Phoenix".

Jiang Nian didn't take the sugar painting that belonged to him, the corners of his mouth tightened a bit, and he looked at Jing Ming.Jing Ming immediately understood what he meant.

Ning Yuezhao took both sugar paintings, "Thank you old man."

The old man smiled and said: "It's still a girl who has a good temper. The world is full of wind and rain, and good fortune and misfortune accompany each other. You have to look a little more at everything to find a way out, don't you think?"

Ning Yuezhao nodded again and again, "Yes, listening to what you have to say is better than reading ten years of books."

Jiang Nian took a deep look at the old man, "The old man really lives up to his reputation."

"Haha!" The old man stroked his beard and laughed, noncommittal to Jiang Nian's words.

After the guard paid, Ning Yuezhao bit her sugar dragon lightly while walking, "Well, it tastes good, do you want to try it?"

As she spoke, she stretched out the candy chicken in her other hand towards Jiang Nian.

Jiang Nian flicked away the obtrusive "chicken", and suddenly bit the "dragon" in Ning Yuezhao's hand.

Because his movements were too wide, when Jiang Nian leaned over to bite the "dragon", the sharp cut made by Ning Yuezhao pierced into his palate, and the salty smell of blood immediately filled his mouth.

"Hmm!" He covered his mouth and backed away with a pained look on his face.

Ning Yuezhao laughed even deeper, and forced the sugar painting that Jiang Nian had brushed away into his hand, "This is yours!"

Jiang Nian covered his mouth with one hand, and was forced to hold the sugar painting with the other, looking at Ning Yuezhao with complicated eyes.

If he hadn't taken into account that this was a busy street, he would definitely have passed her, kissed her tightly, and told her to laugh again!

Ning Yuezhao looked at him with a smile, and saw anger and grievance in his eyes...

"Okay, don't bully you anymore, don't be angry."

She went to get the sugar painting in his hand, but Jiang Nian held on to the bamboo stick of the sugar painting and refused to let go.

The pain in his mouth gradually receded, he shook his head and said, "I'm not angry."

Seeing that his brows were still frowning, Ning Yuezhao stopped joking with him, and asked seriously: "But it hurts?"

Jiang Nian shook his head again, "Small wound, it's fine."

"That can't be sloppy, it's almost time to play left and right, let's go back to the palace and let the imperial doctor come and show you." Ning Yuezhao said worriedly.

Jiang Nian could see that she was in high spirits, "It's still early, and it's not too late to finish shopping on this street. Besides, I'm not just paper, I'm fine."

Ning Yuezhao originally wanted to insist on going back to the palace, but a sound of arguing from ahead attracted her attention.

"Stinky beggar, don't you have eyes?" A man's violent shouting sound came rough, followed by the sound of crackling and whipping, with a childish cry of pain in between.

Jiang Nian also noticed the movement ahead, and exchanged glances with Ning Yuezhao, "Go and see."

Before they squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, they heard a clear female voice shouting: "Damn it, at the feet of the emperor, how can you allow you to whip others wantonly!"

Ning Yuezhao paused, it was Qingchi's voice!
　I was writing and writing last night and fell asleep...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)