The two of them walked to the north, walked to the end of Yulei Street, and saw a bridge, Wu Yan saw that a stone tablet was erected at the head of the bridge, and looked at it contemplatively, and saw that it was engraved with the three words of Wangfeng Bridge, and the people who played turned back to the front of the bridge, but no one crossed the bridge. On the bridge deck, behind the bridge, there is no tourist walking, occasionally one or two carriages drive from the other side of the bridge, each is a colored satin bead curtain, the palace lamp incense, luxurious and rich, at first glance it is not an ordinary horse's carriage, and even there are people who look like attendants each riding a horse one after the other following the carriage.

Wu Yan held a bowl of numb rot in his hand, and couldn't help but look at the other side of the bridge a few more times, the lights were like weaving, but it was not difficult to see that there was a mansion opposite, the Zhumen was a big family, the stone lion was sitting in town, and there were two big red lanterns in front of the door, and the ink outline on them seemed to be writing something, but unfortunately the lanterns had been swaying slightly with the wind, and they couldn't see clearly.

As soon as Wu Yan was about to ask what kind of place it was, he was pulled back by Xia Zihe, and saw him pointing to the alley along the street that turned to the east and said to himself, "Since I took you out of the palace, as the host, I naturally want to let the guests eat and have fun, and now I will take you to see something interesting." ”

The flow of people hugged them to the other end of the alley, Xia Zihe turned around and said, "There is an acrobatic stage in front of you, there are a lot of people, you follow closely, don't get lost." ”

As he was talking, three or four five or six-year-old children scurried through the cracks in the crowd, and the people along the way were either hit or stepped on, Wu Yan was not spared, he was hit and shaken, and the soup in the bowl in his hand also shook, both hands were instantly stained with soup, and when she looked up, she saw Xia Zihe stretching out her hand towards herself, she remembered that there was a handkerchief in her sleeve, and she couldn't bear to make the handkerchief oily, so she simply wiped her hand on the hem of her clothes a few times, and her hand was cleaner, except for smelling the soup, Wu Yan thought about it, and didn't take Xia Zihe's hand, but grabbed Xia Zihe's sleeve。

Xia Zihe felt that his sleeves were sinking, but his palms were empty, he glanced back at Wu Yan, his eyes that had always been smiling were rare not to smile, he turned his head without saying a word, and walked forward with Wu Yan who was grabbing his sleeve. didn't wait to take a few steps, Wu Yan only felt a sudden burn on the back of his hand, and looked down, but it was Xia Zihe's hand.

In front of the alley, a corner of the stage can be faintly seen, in the noisy voices, the gongs and drums sounded together, as if the pot had exploded, when the crowd was crowded, suddenly a flame suddenly ignited from the top of the stage, and the people in front of them were panicked, but the monstrous applause and countless "good" sounded together, causing the people around them to rush forward more anxiously, the fathers put the children on their necks, and the mothers held the children in their arms higher to satisfy the children's curiosity.

Behind Wu Yan and Xia Zihe, on Yulei Street, which originally led directly to Wangfeng Bridge, there was a horse galloping away, which frightened the people along the road to dodge, and saw that the horse was sitting on the head of a young man in a yellow shirt, and wanted to curse a few words, but suddenly found that the young man came from Wangfeng Bridge, and immediately closed his mouth and pretended to ignore it.

There were still two horseback riders behind the yellow-shirted boy, who also came from the Wangfeng Bridge. One of them was hurrying to catch up with the yellow-shirted young man in front of him, and while shouting "Hurry up, get out of the way", this person was wearing a red coat, his hair was draped behind his head, and his expression was anxious. Behind him, there is a young man in green clothes, different from the anxiety of the young man in red, he walks slowly all the way, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the night market, very leisurely, coupled with extraordinary appearance, attracting the girl on the side of the road to stop and peek, whispering non-stop.