From the north to Kyoto, the group walked for a month, to the adjacent city of Bianzhou in Kyoto, Xu Yanhui lost his trace, left a letter, roughly meaning, thank you for the care along the way, fate to see Yunyun again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mo Xiaohe looked at it, just a few words, not salty or light, since he is grateful, he must show sincerity, just verbal thanks, just a few words, anyone will say it.

After the incident of the flower thief coming in the middle of the night, Xu Yanhui kept a lot of low profile, put on a veil, and no longer attracted bees and butterflies, and the road was much more peaceful.

From the north to Bianzhou, the customs and customs, the living habits of the people are different, some cities, the people are hospitable, some ask for a way will dislike you, do not like to talk to strangers.

Da Yue is a relatively open and free country, the trade between the north and the south is developed, they traveled with many caravans along the way, and by the way bought a carriage to help sell goods and make a little money.

From the purchase of one city, to the sale of the next city, and so on, because of the urgency of time, it can only be sold to the Chinese people who are specially acquired, and if it is sold to everyone, the profit is doubled.

This is the advantage of transportation, where you have to use manpower, if it is not that you can't live a life, no one wants to stay away from their homeland and earn that few hard-earned money.

The cost of food and clothing along the way is not small, and it is far away from his wife and children, if there is a field at home, who will go out to toss.

"Husband, we earned more than a hundred taels."

Mo Xiaohe crackled and calculated, and the more money he invested, the more he made a profit, and they sold more valuable cloth, medicinal materials, etc., and invested 1,000 taels of silver, only to earn about 10 percent.

Barely enough for the road expenses, carriages, horses, and accommodations along the way, all of which were removed, and there was not much left.

Despite this, Mo Xiaohe was still very happy, because the silver came steadily, although she could have a hundred taels of silver if she painted a fake, but she always felt that it was not the right way, if it wasn't for the lack of money at the time, she would not have done such a deal.

"Well, in the future, all our family's silver will be handed over to you for safekeeping."

Gu Zheng walks darts, has a certain amount of savings at home, and lives in the village, without any money, just using copper plates to make a living.

He hunts, the family does not need to buy meat, but also from time to time to send some to relatives and friends, grain and rice ready to buy their own fields to cultivate, equivalent to their own production, the rest is human relations, he does not deal with others, spends nothing, the four seasons to the filial piety of his father, the usual needle and thread.

"To live, isn't it just to eat and dress warmly, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea."

After Mo Xiaohe kept the accounts, he put away the booklet.

My husband used to live alone and felt that life was simple, but after getting married, it was different, they were two people, and they couldn't be as rough as before.

At this point, Mo Xiaohe suddenly agreed with the concept of the Great Wu people, no matter whether they have money or not, they pursue beautiful things, keep their homes clean and tidy, and their meals are exquisite and delicious, and they have been working tirelessly to improve and live their lives into a poem.

The city of Bianzhou is as lively as that of Kyoto, and the city looks heavy, and the soldiers who defend the city do their duty, checking the way of people entering the city one by one.

The architectural style along the way is simple and simple, there are not so many carved beams and paintings, and the houses on both sides are simple and bright, and the layout is decent.

Close to Kyoto, the people of Bianzhou speak with a Beijing accent, the big girl and the little daughter-in-law, and the merchants along the way sell local characteristics, delicious food, fun, and business is booming.

In recent years, because the new law encourages widows to remarry, the status of women has been improved a little, and many rouge gouache shops use female associates, as well as jewelry stores, and the uniform dress is clear.

"That's actually good, at least avoid embarrassment."

Da Wu's buddy was not very enthusiastic, he ignored it, Mo Xiaohe couldn't tell who was the buddy, and once he entered the door and mistook the customer for a buddy, making a big red face.

The Mo family has a few shops in Bianzhou, Mo Xiaohe went in for a walk, found a pastry shop, and bought a few new biscuits, with a layer of frosting outside, crispy, and a kind of nut and raisin, which is very popular with the little baby.

"Little lotus!"

In the distance, Mo Huaiyuan saw a little girl dressed as a woman eating biscuits on the street, looking familiar, Mo Xiaohe turned his head, and he immediately shouted.

"Hey, who's calling me?"

Mo Xiaohe turned his head and found that his eldest brother was wearing a scholar's robe, holding two books in his hands, and was waving at her.

"Big brother!"

I haven't seen her for two or three months, she misses her family very much, and she was about to run forward, when she suddenly thought that her husband would go to the alley to queue up for her to buy newly baked baked biscuits, white sugar and sesame filling, a must in Bianzhou, she was afraid that Gu Zheng would not find anyone.

"Where's Daddy?"

In the blink of an eye, Mo Huaiyuan had already panted and ran to Mo Xiaohe's eyes, looked left and right, and asked almost at the same time, "What about Brother Gu?" ”

Mo Xiaohe and Gu Zheng were in too much of a hurry, and he hadn't had time to change this title, and he always felt that "Brother Gu" was more pleasant than "brother-in-law".

"He's queuing up to buy me pancakes."

Mo Xiaohe pointed to the crowded alley, where their carriage was put in the carriage shop to take care of it, and the two went to the street to buy some gadgets.

"You just bullied Brother Gu to be honest."

Mo Huaiyuan is helpless, they are all married, and they are still the same as little girls who have not grown up.

"My husband, I don't bully him, I can only bully you."

Mo Xiaohe smiled gloomily, Xu Yanhui also came to Kyoto, maybe he could meet again if he had fate.

The two of them were talking on the side of the street, and soon attracted attention, and the discerning people looked at the looks of the two people, and knew that they were related, Mo Huaiyuan's face was white, and he looked like a dog, and there were women passing by, who looked at him shyly, and the bolder ones would take the initiative to send out their purses.

"Little sister, let's go over there and stand and talk at the base of the wall."

Mo Huaiyuan was so harassed that he was helpless, and with a cold face, he pulled away his little sister.

"Big brother, giving the purse is just interesting to you?"

Along the way, I didn't see anyone giving Gu Zheng a purse, and no one threw him into his arms, just looking at the eyes of the couple and his wife, it was a little strange.

She suddenly remembered that the general's wife had said that the Dayue people also like scholars, and the fair-skinned and scholarly temperament are the mainstream beauty of the moment, which is similar to the vision of the Dawu people.

Da Yue is relatively tolerant, and Gu Zheng has not met a store that prohibits him from entering the door so far.

When the husband and wife chatted about the customs and customs, Mo Xiaohe learned how unequal treatment his husband had suffered in Dawu, and when he went to the wine store, he was once kicked out by the boss just because he was ugly.

The people of the village are still very simple, but despite this, they stay away from him, calling him a weirdo.

From the fifth day of May to the fifteenth day of May every year in Bianzhou City, it is the festival of choosing a son-in-law, and the unmarried woman will send a purse when she sees the object of her choice, and the man accepts it and returns the gift, which means that he also likes the other party.

The Mo family and his entourage arrived in Bianzhou yesterday, he chose a travelogue in the bookstore, met a good-looking young lady, and handed her a sachet.

Mo Huaiyuan had just arrived, and he didn't know the customs in the city, thinking that he was selling sachets, so he was embarrassed to refuse, so he took out ten copper plates on his body and gave them to the other party.

At that time, there were still people who coaxed, saying that men and women were talented and good-looking, and a good marriage was achieved.

He explained so dry that he almost knelt down for the young lady, but the other party still refused to let go, insisting that he accept the gift in return.

"Little sister, do you think you can blame the eldest brother for this?"

Dawu people love beauty, it is normal for a woman to throw a purse at the handsome son, representing a kind of admiration, and which one is not shy and timid, with a face like a spring flower, the young lady handed out the purse's eyes, only conveying a signal.

"To buy or not to buy? Don't walk out of this door without buying it! ”

Such a strong forced buying and selling, Mo Huaiyuan first arrived, he succumbed, and the result was ten copper plates, which made him bear the infamy of a negative man.

"Big brother, you should go to the temple to worship."

Mo Xiaohe twitched the corners of his mouth and gave a pertinent suggestion, passing by before, so many people, he could receive the hydrangea, what kind of character does this have to be!

Fortunately, Xu Yanhui is self-aware, and ran away on the eve of marriage, so he didn't let the farce continue.

If it was before, as long as the woman had a good character, her father and mother were open-minded and would not object, but now when she returns to the clan, she must report to the clan when she marries.

"It's terrible, my father and mother inquired with the clansmen, and I heard that you haven't arrived in Kyoto yet, so I want to wait for you in Bianzhou for two days, and then go to Beijing together."

Mo Huaiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, making him look like a thief on the street now, and when he saw a purse in his hand, he all stepped back to three zhang away.

"Since you're here, without further ado, let's pack up and enter Beijing before dark."

Mo Huaiyuan anxiously pulled Mo Xiaohe's arm, and the clansmen were arranged to come to the cyclamen, because the Bianzhou cyclamen was the place where the emperor and the queen were in love, and it was overcrowded, so it was not easy to arrange a few rooms.

"What's the hurry, there's so much to eat here."

Mo Xiaohe shook his head and objected, the journey was boring and boring, and finally arrived in Bianzhou, wanting to rest for two days, slowly.

Kyoto is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and when you enter Mofu, you have to learn the rules so as not to be embarrassed, and you have to suffer pain and suffering.

"That scholar, you stop me! I'm talking about you, the one with a white robe and a hosta on his head! ”

In the distance, there was a sharp shout, and after Mo Huaiyuan heard it, he looked nervous, lowered his head and looked at his sleeve, and touched the hosta on his head.

"Big brother, it seems to be you."

Mo Xiaohe was deeply sympathetic to this, and the woman came to the door!

She ran in front, followed by the maid and the housekeeper, and came in her own direction.

"Little sister, I won't tell you, the cyclamen will see you!"

Mo Huaiyuan looked around, looking for a place where there were many people, and quickly got in.

Before Mo Xiaohe could react, the woman who shouted had already arrived in front of Mo Xiaohe, perhaps watching her comb the woman's head, without much embarrassment, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you and what is your relationship with him?" ”

The red dress of the person who came was like fire, it looked very flamboyant, and its appearance was extremely beautiful, although the attitude was arrogant, it made people feel that it was straightforward without scheming, not a dog's interrogation.

"I was in the same village as him and met by chance."

Mo Xiaohe didn't lie, she and her eldest brother were both from Mojia Village, Dawu, and they met by accident just now.

"In this case, then you help me convey his father and mother, I want to marry him."

I heard that it was from the same village, and the young lady was much more polite, and she didn't show a look of disdain because she heard that Mo Huaiyuan was from the village.

"Hong'er, give her ten taels of silver and help with the conversation."

In a word, the reward is good, Mo Xiaohe shamelessly nodded and agreed, and accepted the money.

Anyway, the purse is the next big brother, and the bitter fruit brewed by himself is settled by himself, but it is really not good, and he can still run away.

"There is news, send it to the back office of the Bianzhou prefect, and talk to the mother-in-law who guards the door."

After the young lady finished speaking, she shouted to the family behind her, "Chase, as long as you dig three feet into the ground in Bianzhou, I will also find out people!" ”

"Miss, why don't you talk to the master and hang a reward order at the city gate."

Such double insurance, otherwise people sneak out of the city, where are they going to find it?

"Well, that's a good suggestion, and there's another reward for going back."

After the group finished speaking, Shi Shiran left, leaving Mo Xiaohe crying and laughing in place.

Big brother, big brother, I'm in trouble now, I just took a purse, and it was the official lady I met, if there was really a reward order, people would definitely not be able to escape.

I don't know how much silver to give, if there is a lot of silver, she can consider betraying her eldest brother.