Changsha County belongs to Tanzhou, and Hengshan County is now at the foot of the emperor, Wang County.

Zhao Dongting and his group no longer planned to return to Changsha by carriage, but were only going to rest in Hengshan County for one night, so they took a boat along the Xiang River back to Changsha by boat.

These days, water routes are actually faster and more convenient than land routes.

That night, I rested at the inn in Hengshan County.

As Wang County, Hengshan County naturally has its prosperity. Although it is far from Changsha County, it is not bad compared to Hikang, which Zhao Dongting just set foot in a few years ago.

There is a night market in the city, not far from the inn where Zhao Dongting and others stay. On this cold and cold night, there is still a lot of people.

In the past, there was no such night market. Later, when the Song Dynasty came to Changsha, the curfew was abolished and the night market was encouraged, so that the night market could be developed.

All over the country, night markets are emerging like mushrooms after a rain.

Zhao Dongting stood on the window and looked at it.

Looking at the lively night market, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of my mouth.

There are a variety of items sold in the night market, including silk, porcelain, antiques, books, rice, tea, etc.

Except for private salt and other items that the imperial court strictly prohibits private sale, it can be seen here.

Zhang Ru sat beside Zhao Dongting, but was painting this scroll under the oil lamp.

Although she was born unable to speak, she was more wise and proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Just as the two of them were looking at the night market intently, there was a sudden commotion in the night market.

“Huh?”

Zhao Dongting was slightly surprised.

Some people in the night market probably had conflicts with the customer. First, the customer cursed endlessly. The vendor never spoke.

At this time, the vendor seemed to be really angry.

He didn't do anything, but suddenly an artistic conception filled his body in an instant.

Then it passed in a flash.

But Zhao Dongting is now very attained by artistic conception, and he still truly feels that the stall owner has just spread out with artistic conception.

This world is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon!

Unexpectedly, the vendors in this night market would be the ones who understand the artistic conception.

In front of the stall owner, the customer who had just cursed stopped cursing, and at this moment, it was like someone pressing his sword against his throat.

He just felt as if his heartbeat had slowed down half a beat. When he looked at the stall owner, he was a little scared and surprised.

"roll!"

The stall owner said this word lightly.

Customers dare not stay too much, nor dare to say more, and sneak into the crowd in shame.

The rest of the people who came to their senses all looked at the stall owner with great surprise.

Although they may not be martial artists, they all felt that extremely palpitations just now.
Chapter completed!