Three years have passed like a white horse.

It's early spring again. The autumn rain fell in the sky, dyeing the cold of the ground.

In a small township in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a small house standing outside the roadside post station. With his hands in his sleeves, he looked at the passers-by from time to time, shouting, 'Stay in a hotel, a good guest room, freshly picked tea.' ’

This inn is in a remote township, and there are hardly any pedestrians except for passers-by on weekdays. The innkeeper's favorite thing is this kind of rainy day.

Continuously, drenching the colorful wildflowers on the roadside, but it was drenched by pedestrians coming and going.

People passing by almost had to stop here for a bowl of rest.

The hanging cloth of the post station shook in the spring breeze, and it was already soaked by the rain.

The little two who stood outside the post station to solicit customers kept shouting. The pedestrians next to him hurriedly walked by, came back, looked at the cloth hanging in the inn, and looked inside: "Xiao Er, how much money do you have here for a night?" ”

The little two stretched out two fingers and waved: "Two taels of silver." ”

"Two-two? So expensive? The pedestrian said, shaking his head, and leaving with a bag of oilcloth.

"There is a post station here within a radius of ten miles, and if you don't stay, you can only spend the night in the rain." Xiao Er shouted loudly behind the man: "But it's the last room, guest officer, I don't want to live for a while!" ”

The voice dissipated in the rain, and the figure covered with the oilcloth bag also disappeared into the rain.

Xiao Er looked at the figure of the man, pursed his lips, turned his head, and continued to shout.

"Stay in the hotel, stay in the hotel, good rooms, freshly picked tea."

The rain was still falling, and after a while, the man who had gone turned back again.

"I say, you still don't believe me, guest officer. This is a ten mile radius of our station. Xiao Er looked at the pedestrians who turned back and said with a smile.

The pedestrian walked to Xiao Er's side, took down the oilcloth bag on his head, shook it vigorously, and then took out two taels of silver from his arms and threw it to Xiao Er, and said angrily: "The poor countryside costs two taels of silver, which is more expensive than the capital!" ”

"Beijing? Guest officer, you haven't been to the capital at first glance, the inn in the capital, there are no twenty taels for you to live in? Xiao Er took the silver thrown by the man, put it in his hand, and then put it into his arms.

"Let's go, let's go, the last room is for you, and I'll call it a day today." As he spoke, Xiao Er was about to follow the pedestrian to the post station.

The pedestrian muttered as he walked inside. The water dripping from the oilcloth bag he was holding next to him dripped onto the upper of his shoes, and he turned around to shake the oilcloth bag again, staring at him.

Xiao Er, who was about to close the door, turned around, his eyes stopped, and then waved his hand: "There is no room, you go find the next one." ”

On the carriage that had just arrived outside the post station, the groom carried a hat and hung his head slightly. He held a long whip in his hand and said, "I bother to ask the little brother, I may vacate a room." It doesn't matter if it's more expensive. ”

The groom's voice was a little cold, but with a sharpness that could not be ignored. Both were afraid.

A pedestrian who was about to turn around and walk in stopped. Then he turned to look at the coachman in the carriage.

He can actually sleep underground. You don't have to get in the rain.

Xiao Er's gaze swept over the simple carriage and pouted: "How expensive can you be?" ”

"Ten times better?" The groom didn't lift his head, and blurted out without thinking.

"Ten times?" Xiao Er and the pedestrians all widened their eyes, looking at the man with a hat who couldn't see his face clearly.

Xiao Er grinned, glared and said, "Do you know how much ten times is?" ”

"But twenty taels! You can stay overnight in the capital! The pedestrian stood next to Xiao Er and answered in surprise.

Before the words fell, the horseman reached out and took out a bag from his arms, reached out and threw it away, and landed firmly in the arms of the little two: "Here are fifty taels." I bothered my brother to find a good room. ”

Xiao Er took it, checked it, looked at the silver inside, and then looked at the coachman with a bitter face: "So much money, but the house is really gone!" ”

"You can go to my place for one night, I'll sleep on the ground!" The pedestrian's gaze swept over the silver bag in the second-hand and looked at the coachman.

The coachman shook his head: "Our lady does not share a house. ”

"Oh, ma'am." The pedestrian suddenly turned his head to look at Xiao Er.

The little two had a bright light: "Hey, if it's not like this, this guest officer will sleep in the firewood room with me, and you will sleep in this guest officer's house, which is good." But the room was lower, and it wasn't that tidy. As he spoke, Xiao Er turned his head to look at the pedestrian: "Let's divide the silver evenly." ”

The pedestrian nodded.

When the groom saw this, he thanked him. He turned to the carriage and bowed his head and said, "Madam, it's okay." ”

After speaking, he got out of the carriage, took out the pestle, and placed it beside the wheel. Then he bent to the side.

Xiao Er and the pedestrians watched the curtain of the carriage open, and then out of it came a woman who hired Ting, her face was as cold as ice, but she was very good-looking. The clothes were cloth they had never seen before, and so were the shoes, and so did the hairpins on their heads. They don't know what to do.

I just know that it looks great.

Xiao Er glanced at the pedestrian, and sure enough, it was the wife of a big family.

The woman walked out, slowly opened the umbrella, then turned around, stretched out her hand, lifted the curtain, and whispered into the carriage, "Master, get out of the car." ”

Xiao Er and the pedestrians were stunned, and looked straight at the woman who came out of it.

It's a pity, with this veil. But just the pair of eyes outside the veil, looking forward to life, Yingbo streamer. The woman stretched out her hand, and the woman next to her helped her get out of the carriage, and her lotus steps moved lightly, with a dignified and beautiful demeanor. In this comparison, the talented woman has become a maid.

The groom who was standing on the side suddenly raised his eyes, and his eyes swept fiercely over Xiao Er and the pedestrians. There was a cold sweat behind the stunned two, and they quickly lowered their heads.

Only then did the groom turn his head and look at the woman who was at the end of the station: "Madame, I'll go and see the house first." As he spoke, he asked the little two to lead the way and walk to the inn.

The apricot blossoms outside the spring rain, in the gap between the stone slabs on the path, the wedge-leaf chrysanthemums that grow are shaking the green in the spring rain.

The woman turned her head, stretched out her white porcelain-like lotus root, and gently followed the spring rain. Eyes fall on wedgeleaf chrysanthemums and wildflowers in the distance.

After a while, the coachman came out, with a dark face, and shook his head at the veiled woman: "There is not even a bed in it, just a piece of cloth that is laid out." ”

It's not even as good as a firewood house.

As he spoke, the groom turned his head and glared fiercely at Xiao Er next to him.

Xiao Er's neck shrank, and he immediately cried and said with a sad face: "I said that the last room is the next room." ”

"That's it." The woman spoke slowly, with a little coldness, but it sounded as good as the clear spring of the mountain stream: "Let's go forward, it just so happens that I also want to see the small bridge and flowing water in the spring rain of apricot blossoms and the mountain forest Qionghua." ”

The groom turned his head again, glared at Xiao Er fiercely, and took back the silver he was holding.

Xiao Er pursed his lips, his eyes were timid, and he didn't dare to say more.

The woman turned around and walked towards the carriage. About to step on the small pestle, suddenly the inn remembered the voice of a middle-aged man.

"Please stay here, this guest officer."

Xiao Er turned his head, looked at the person who came out in a hurry, and said in surprise: "Shopkeeper? ”

The middle-aged man walked straight outside and ran to the woman's side: "This lady, there is an old man over there who said that he is willing to give his upper room to his wife." ”

The woman turned her head, raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at the shopkeeper and shook her head: "No need, thank that master for me." Then he turned around.

"Wait." The shopkeeper stopped the woman again, and then handed over the things he was holding: "The old man said that the lady will make a decision after reading these things. ”

The woman's eyes fell on the shopkeeper's hand.

A brocade bag embroidered with red plums, and a letter.

She took it and opened the bag. Looking at the various colors of honey inside, the woman suddenly smiled.

She opened the letter again, and there was only one line of small print on it.

The flowers bloom on the mo, and the lady can return slowly.