Chapter 1287 There Is No One in the Harem, and the Emperor Hangs in the Air

"Okay."

The hawker quickly wrapped him a potsticker stuffed with leeks and meat. When he handed it over, he glanced at his slender jade fingers and said subconsciously: "The potstickers just out of the pot, my hands are tender, be careful of burning your hands." .”

"Thanks."

Mu Fan's mouth twitched involuntarily when he heard that his hands were tender, and he took out a few copper coins from his pocket and handed them to the peddler.

"Our soy milk is also delicious."

The peddler continued to solicit business with his eyes blinded: "Little brother, why don't you have another bowl of soy milk, sit down and have a rest, and then go on your way after eating."

"Also."

Mu Fan glanced at the small table next to him, saw that there happened to be an empty table, and readily agreed.

"Guest officer, please sit down, the soy milk will be served soon."

The peddler laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, he wiped the table with a rag, and beckoned Mu Fan to sit down.

"good."

Mu Fan walked over, opened the small stool and sat down, opened the oil-paper package, picked up a potsticker with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

He ate elegantly, chewing slowly, savoring the taste of pot stickers.

The more you eat, the more familiar you feel. It seems that you have eaten this kind of pot stickers before.

*

"Have you heard about it? There is another small subsidiary country, which seems to be called Weiguo, and it has made a request to be included in our Fengqi territory."

"I heard that this is already the fifth country."

"Since the Goddess came to the throne in our Fengqi country, the weather has been smooth, the grain is full, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Who doesn't envy it?"

"No, sixteen years of prosperous times, the country is rich and the people are strong, rich and healthy. Today's young man has long forgotten the days of being displaced and miserable in disaster years. He only knows how to appreciate the moon and compose poems."

"Thanks to the goddess, we can have a good day today!"

"It's a pity that there is no one in your majesty's harem, and the emperor's position is vacant. If you don't get married, no one will inherit the throne."

The food stalls were booming, and people came in one after another, chatting a few gossips while eating.

The topic gradually shifted from the prosperity of the country to the empress's harem.

When someone started, the eyes of all the idlers lit up, and the conversation became more heated.

"Isn't that so worrying, if the goddess ascends and leaves the human world, our Fengqi country will have no patron saint again."

"What are you afraid of? The goddess flew away, and Lin Jiaerlang, as long as the Zhen Guogong's mansion is here, no one dares to provoke Feng Qi."

"That's right, if you are one or two, there is nothing to worry about. The current Zhen Guo Gong's mansion is a well-known family of cultivating immortals. The servants and maids in the mansion can fly with swords, let alone Lin Jiaerlang."

"It would be great if I had military merits. Now that I join the army, the treatment is too good. All meritorious ministers can be rewarded with spiritual pills. I also want to make military merits. I want to ask for a Zhuyan pill as a dowry to marry a daughter-in-law."

"Hehe, it's just you who want to give Zhuyan Pill to your daughter-in-law. When you get old and lose all your teeth, your daughter-in-law is still young and beautiful, and she can still fall in love with you, so she kicks you."

"Hahaha"

*

The noise around did not affect Mu Fan's interest.

He was still eating gracefully, as if he didn't care much, but he actually listened to everyone's words.

Goddess, Your Majesty, the Government of the Town

For some reason, when he heard these words, he felt familiar again, and the more he listened, the more interested he became, and he wanted to keep listening.

Suddenly, a slight voice came from an alley not far from the food stall.

He subconsciously diffused his consciousness and listened to all the conversations of those people.