[The misfortune-avoiding shopkeeper of Chang'an Living Map × the fugitive from the official department who pretends to be weak and hides his edge]
Su Weizhu didn't want to get involved in the court's disputes. He just wanted to guard Weizhufang and paint all over Chang'an Road.
Until one day she met Pei Qingyan, sold a disaster avoidance plan, and incurred debts from the court.
She felt that being able to draw pictures of dark alleys was not without merit, as it could at least save his life.
Su Weizhu guarded Weizhufang on Zhuque Street, walking through the streets with a road map, only doing safe business in the market, and vowed not to get involved in the court turmoil. Unexpectedly, her peaceful daily life was shattered by a sickly scholar who staggered away from trouble.
Pei Qingyan, a former head of the civil service department, went on the run with a list of corrupt officials. He gathered all his sharpness into his sick bones, hoping only to exonerate the wronged. A high-priced map made two people with different thoughts form an indissoluble bond in the fireworks alleys of Chang'an.
"The sun at Mao Shi is just right, not too strong, and the craftsmen can work comfortably." Pei Qingyan's voice came from behind. He was not wearing any Qingjin today, but had changed into a moon-white gown. He was holding a roll of drawings in his hand, and his cuffs were stained with ink.
"I changed it according to the layout of your old shop. I opened up half a room on the east side and made it your Fengwu Pavilion. I can put those flower patterns and street notes of Chang'an. How about it?"
Su Weizhu took the drawings, with warmth in her eyes: "Fengwu Pavilion... It suits my wishes of painting Chang'an over the years. It's just half of the room that has been expanded, will it take up the street?"
"Don't worry."
Pei Qingyan stretched out his hand and pointed at the red seal in the corner of the drawing, "I went to Jingzhao Mansion to file a report, saying that this is a good place to draw roads for the people of Chang'an. Not only was the governor approved, but he also sent two servants to help."
Just as he was talking, there was a commotion at the entrance of the alley, and Granny Zhang, a flower seller, led several neighbors over, carrying a basket full of peonies in her hand:
"Ms. Su! Mr. Pei! Let's help!"
"Why are grandma here?" Su Weizhu came up to meet her and took the flower basket with a smile, "I don't need to bother you with this little work."
Grandma Zhang waved her hands, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes squeezed together: "What are you talking about! If it weren't for the pictures you drew back then, how could I, an old woman, have been able to sell flowers safely these years! We are all here to join in the fun of rebuilding Weizhufang today!"
Pei Qingyan looked at the busy neighbors, then turned to look at Su Weizhu: "Look, the fireworks in Chang'an can never be guarded by one person."
Announcement
1. 1V1 market intrigue, two strong forces protecting each other, no bloody misunderstandings.
2. Tianbao in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, fireworks in the market.
3. Onlookers watched the female protagonist weave an intelligence network with a map, and the male protagonist used forbearance to break the corruption situation.
4. Slow and warm, it hides the intrigue story of Chang'an.
5. The pace of this article is slow, focusing on group portraits and details. It is better to eat with patience.
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