Chapter Twenty-Eight: Is It True?
After a pause, Yelu Falcon's eyes flashed with cruelty, and he said in a calm voice: "Hachi, green wolf, act according to the plan tomorrow, don't be reckless." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info this young master just wants to quietly take away the little butterfly, and has no intention of being an enemy of the Dasheng Dynasty now, and will not expose his whereabouts and cause trouble. Go down and prepare! ”
"Yes!" The green wolf, Hachi, and others all took the order in unison.
The next day is the Dragon Boat Festival, Jinling City is full of people, laughter and excitement. Especially on both sides of the canal, the stalls are densely packed, and there are crowds of people watching dragon boat races.
The twelve dragon boats in the canal have been arranged neatly, and the men on the boats are barearmed, wearing various colored turbans, holding the boat pulp and ready to go.
The restaurants on both sides of the canal are even more overcrowded, and it is difficult to find one, especially the box near the river, which has been booked by the dignitaries and nobles early, and ordinary people and other rich people can't book it.
Yang Zhaowu and Zhou Lingsu sat in the largest riverside box in Daoxiang Village for a while. Of course, there were not only the two of them in the box, but also Mo Zilan, who came over to watch the excitement with a cheeky face.
Mo Zilan cranked the folding fan in her hand, leaned on the window, and looked at Yang Zhaowu, who was sitting silently at the table.
"Cousin Zhaowu, this street is really lively, the dragon boat race still has more than half an hour to start, why don't you go down and shop?"
"Cousin, I want to go out and have a look too, you can go for a walk with me, okay?" Zhou Lingsu also looked at Yang Zhaowu expectantly.
Yang Zhaowu's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "There are many people on the street, and it is easy to collide, but my cousin is still here to watch the dragon boat race." ”
"However, I want to go out and have a look, with my cousin here, it will be fine." Zhou Lingsu begged softly.
"That's it! With Cousin Zhaowu here, who can collide with Cousin Zhou? Go, go, I'll go out for a walk. "Actually, Mo Zilan wanted to go to Xie Mansion to see, did he win the bet with Yang Zhaowu.
Yang Zhaowu was unmoved, "Then you go out, I'll wait for you here." ”
Zhou Lingsu could only use a killer move, and begged softly: "Cousin, there was also a dragon boat race in the capital last year, and I originally made an appointment with a few young ladies to watch it together." As a result, my second cousin was sick that day, and I accompanied my aunt in the county lord's mansion, but I didn't make it. I really want to go for a walk this year, cousin, you can go out with me, okay? ”
Zhou Lingsu's words have come to this, for the sake of his mother, Yang Zhaowu can only accompany her to walk on the street.
"Since Cousin Zhou insists, let's go around a nearby street!" Yang Zhaowu finally relented.
Seeing Zhou Lingsu and Yang Zhaowu go out of the box door one after the other, Mo Zilan ordered his entourage to guard the box, and quickly left to Xie Mansion.
In Xie Mansion, Jun Feifei has actually been here for more than an hour. But because Xie Yixin promised Brother Zhaowu not to go out, and was wholeheartedly embroidering the green bamboo sachet, Jun Feifei had no choice but to sit in the garden and watch Xie Yixin busy.
Xie Yixin's embroidery skills are not bad, embroidering a sachet is not a problem. She used to want to make some sachets and fan pendants for Brother Zhaowu, but Brother Zhaowu didn't want it on the grounds that his daughter's handiwork could not be passed on, but now Brother Zhaowu took the initiative to ask her to embroider, she naturally wanted to play a twelve-point spirit, and be sure to be perfect to satisfy Brother Zhaowu!
Jun Feifei saw that Xie Yixin didn't plan to go out, and he was not in the mood to watch the dragon boat race alone. So he stayed in Xie's house, sitting in the garden eating pastries, watching Xie Yixin embroider sachets.
Today is a good day, the sky is high and cool, there are a few floating clouds in the sky, the breeze is not slow, and the temperature is also warm and cold.
An Qing and Anhong sat next to the line shelf, the colorful silk threads were neatly arranged, and the occasional breeze blew, rippling colorful waves.
Xie Yixin on the side was wearing a light yellow collared skirt of Shu brocade, embroidered with golden hydrangeas on the brocade, and sprinkled with a little golden light in the sun. The jet-black hair is half-pulled into a bun, and the rest is draped over the shoulders, setting off a pink and delicate little face, which is even more petite and cute.
Jun Feifei looked at Xie Yixin sitting on the stone bench across the table, holding an embroidery bandage in his left hand, holding an embroidery needle in his right hand, and embroidering seriously with his head down. Stitches and threads danced on her slender jade fingers, focused and warm.
As she lowered her head, when she looked over from Jun Feifei, she saw that her long, dense eyelashes were curved and straight, rising and falling as her eyes rose and fell, and they were extremely agile. Occasionally looking up, a pair of water-like eyes look at the sachet, full of pleasure and satisfaction.
Jun Feifei looked at her like this, a trace of tenderness welled up in his heart, and his cold eyes were also full of warmth. Although this sachet is not embroidered for himself, sooner or later, this beautiful woman, everything, will belong to herself. He will hold her in the palm of his hand, and treat her as a treasure, and love her more than his life.
Originally, the time was so quiet and peaceful, but the silence was broken by the sound of the next person's announcement.
"Miss, Mr. Mo asks to see me."
Xie Yixin raised his head slightly, blinked his eyes, and looked at Jun Feifei suspiciously.
"It's looking for you, isn't it? Brother Jun. Then invite him in. ”
Soon, Mo Zilan strode in, but before anyone arrived, a voice sounded: "Extraordinary, what are you still rubbing?" The dragon boat race is about to start, and it's not going yet! ”
"Brother Jun, you and Young Master Mo should go, I want to embroider sachets at home." Although Xie Yixin also wanted to go, when she thought of agreeing to Brother Zhaowu, she could only pretend that she was not interested.
Jun Feifei looked at Xie Yixin's eyes flashing with yearning, and then suppressed it and calmed down, and sighed lightly: "Zilan, I don't want to go either, you can go and see it." ”
"How's that going to work! Zhaowu and Cousin Zhou stared at a big wing room near the river, such a good location, it's a pity not to go! ”
"Zilan!"
"What did you say?"
Two voices rang out at the same time.
"Extraordinary, you haven't told her yet, Zhaowu asked Cousin Zhou to watch the dragon boat race?" Mo Zilan asked in surprise.
Xie Yi ignored Mo Zilan, and suddenly stood up and looked at Jun Feifei, with grievances, sluggishness, and disbelief in his eyes.
"Brother Jun, really?"
Jun Feifei looked at Xie Yixin, his eyes were mixed with a little complicated and unbearable, obviously he should be happy, but his heart suddenly became sad. His lips moved, "Yes, I didn't say it because I saw you didn't want to go out." ”
Xie Yixin stayed there, like a wooden chicken, Jun Feifei looked at her worriedly, and his heart hurt a little. I was about to open my mouth to comfort her, but I didn't expect Xie Yixin to smile suddenly, and the smile spread from her mouth to her face and eyebrows, but it didn't reach the bottom of her eyes. Sakura's lips opened slightly, and she said word by word: "I suddenly want to go again." ”
And here Yang Zhaowu followed Zhou Lingsu to the street, Zhou Lingsu was like he had never been on the street, he had to look at everything and have a good time. There are too many people on the street, and it is complicated, there are thieves and abductors every year, Yang Zhaowu can only follow her inch by inch, and the two girls Bai Mu and Bai Zhi are far behind.
Zhou Lingsu saw that Yang Zhaowu was so attentive, and he was overjoyed, and even took advantage of the large number of people, intentionally or unintentionally, to rub beside him, wanting to take the opportunity to nest in his arms or take his arm.
Just as Zhou Lingsu had broken his foot for the third time and leaned on Yang Zhaowu's arm, Yang Zhaowu was already impatient and was about to go back to the restaurant. At the corner of the street, a fast horse suddenly rushed out, like a madman, and slammed into the crowd quickly.
The crowd scattered to dodge, falling over and overturning, and for a time the screams were all over the sky, and the chaos was incomparable. Seeing a two- or three-year-old child standing in the middle of the street, too frightened to avoid it, he was about to die under the horse's hooves.
Yang Zhaowu shook off Zhou Lingsu's hand holding his arm, raised his breath quickly, rushed over and hugged the child, protected his chest and rolled on the spot, just to avoid the ravages of the horse's hooves, and saved the child.