Chapter 90: Chang'an is still Chang'an
"If you want to travel the world with me, I'm afraid..." Wang Jingzhe said halfway, Mao Xiaocao put down his chopsticks and asked: "It's not convenient?"
"It might be a little dangerous to be with me. My current situation is not good. I will probably attract a lot of enemies. There are many people who are eyeing the things on me. Their eyes will turn green when they see me. Fortunately, it was dark last night and some news about me did not come through. Otherwise, there might be many people in Chang'an City who want to catch me now."
Little Grass Girl tilted her head and asked in surprise, "What did you do to anger the heavens and the people to make your reputation so bad?"
Wang Jingzhe pointed at his nose and said seriously, "With someone like me, what do you think I can do that would anger the heavens and the people?"
Mao Xiaocao thought so too. This kid had so many twists and turns even to get a room. His courage and IQ were really not suitable for doing something stupid and infuriating.
"So what?" Mao Xiaocao asked.
Wang Jingzhe thought for a moment and said, "For the time being, I am fine. News about me will not spread so quickly. We can still travel the world together for a while, but it's hard to say how long it will take."
Mao Xiaocao smiled and said, "Then let's walk with the sword for a while."
Wang Jingzhe was stunned for a moment, and asked with great joy and curiosity: "Why don't you ask why so many people are thinking about me? Aren't you curious?"
"Women should never be too curious about a man. Haven't you heard the saying that curiosity kills the cat? It may not kill me, but it will be very dangerous, very dangerous."
Wang Jingzhe asked relentlessly, "What's the danger?"
Mao Xiaocao covered her head and felt a headache. She would never say that when a woman becomes curious about a man, it is actually an emotional trap. A woman's feelings for a man often start with novelty and curiosity, and then she falls step by step.
The most important thing is that this trap is unsolvable and once you fall into it, you can’t get out.
It was already noon when they came out after eating the steamed buns. The two walked side by side on the streets of Chang'an City. Wang Jingzhe asked her if she had ever been to Chang'an before and if she wanted to go shopping together.
Mao Xiaocao said, "You are so carefree. At this time, you are still in the mood to go shopping?"
"I just want to accompany you for a walk," said Wang Jingzhe.
"Okay..." Mao Xiaocao did not refute him, although she had been to Chang'an City many times before.
In the afternoon, the two went to the Qin Mausoleum, visited the Terracotta Warriors, and also saw the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and the Huaqing Hot Spring. Time passed quickly as they strolled along the way, and it was about to get dark.
The two young men and women, who were not very old, seemed to have thrown all their worries behind them in an instant when they were strolling. The only thing in their eyes was the word "shopping".
When I see an attractive snack, I will buy one; when I see something interesting, I will play with it for a while; when I see a nice scenery, I will stop to take a photo.
Although they had both been to Chang'an City more than once or twice, they still managed to show an joy and curiosity.
This is not an act, but a natural expression from my heart.
Chang'an is still the same Chang'an city, but the people around me are different.
"I may need to meet someone in the evening." After returning from the Terracotta Warriors, Wang Jingzhe said in a bus, "I need to meet someone to inquire about some things. He is very famous in Chang'an City and is well-informed."
The man Wang Jingzhe was talking about was nicknamed Qing Ye, and was about fifty years old. He was neither an official nor a businessman in Chang'an City, but his reputation was very loud in the ears of some people.
Let's put it this way, this Qing Ye knows all kinds of people in Chang'an and even in the surrounding areas, from peddlers to wealthy businessmen. There is no one who doesn't know him, only those he has not heard of. He is like the know-it-all in Gu Long's novels, who can know everything about Chang'an without leaving his house.
Wang Jingzhe had met Qing Ye many years ago when he came to Chang'an City with Wang Xianzhi. It was said that Wang's father and Qing Ye had known each other in their early years. Although they had rarely met for a long time, their relationship and contact were still there. It was the kind of relationship where they might not even call each other for three to five years when they didn't see each other, but they could sit down and talk as soon as they met.
Wang Jingzhe wanted to ask Qing Ye how many people there were now, who had started to pay attention to him, and whether it had already become a big deal in the city.
Around dusk, Wang Jingzhe and Mao Xiaocao arrived at the old city area of Chang'an, not far from the Bell and Drum Tower. Qing Ye's home was in a courtyard in the old city alley, a bit similar to the courtyard houses in Beijing. This was his ancestral home, left behind by his grandfather's generation.
When I arrived at Qing Ye's house, I knocked on the door. Then a young man in his twenties came over, opened the door a crack, and saw a man and a woman standing outside. He frowned and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Wang Jingzhe said: "Is Master Qing at home? If so, tell him that a friend surnamed Wang from Chaoge wants to come and see him."
The young man said "oh" and told them to wait for a while before closing the door. Mao Xiaocao withdrew his gaze from his hand that was placed on the crack of the door and said, "The person you met is a bit unusual, isn't he?"
"how to say?"
"The man who opened the door just now had calluses all over his palms and his joints were very thick, which was obviously a sign of years of martial arts training. It was most likely Baguazhang. This kind of martial arts cannot be practiced to any great extent without ten years of practice. The young man was only in his twenties, and it was obvious that he had been learning martial arts since he was a child."
A moment later, footsteps were heard in the yard, and then the door was opened. A man in a Tang suit with a rough face appeared in front of the door. The first thing he said when he saw Wang Jingzhe was: "You have grown up so big. The last time you came here with your father, you couldn't wipe your nose clean."
"Master Qing!"
"Bullshit, why call me Master Qing? Just call me Uncle Qing." The burly man reached out and pulled Wang Jingzhe in, saying, "It just so happens that we just had dinner at home. I cooked it. You are in for a treat."
Qing Ye took Wang Jingzhe's hand and nodded to Mao Xiaocao with a smile, then led the two into the house. The courtyard was ancient and of considerable size, with ancient trees and flowers planted in it, and a stone table and stone bench in the middle, which was very elegant and quiet.
Wang Jingzhe and Qing Ye chatted for a while, and then it was dark.
"Jingzhe, sit for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to check..." Qing Ye patted his shoulder and said with a smile.
"Okay, Uncle Qing," said Wang Jingzhe.
Qing Ye left. Wang Jingzhe looked at his back and said softly, "Chang'an is still the same Chang'an, but the person may not be the same person..."
