Xia Cao and Xia Maihe looked at the two circles in their hands and froze. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info they are doing Yang Bailao for others, and the two of them stared wide-eyed to find who the bastard with the beard was.

"Two little dolls, thank you!" An evil voice rang out behind him.

Xia Cao turned around and saw a purple-blue cloud satin, the same height as Bai Jide, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a snow-white fox fur on his body, bright eyes and bright teeth, a pair of charming Danfeng eyes, a straight nose, and thin and cool lips. It's just that his face is a little pale.

The beautiful man can't rob her of the fruits of her labor, and now she goes up to theorize, which is a loss of face, and makes him and his second brother unreasonable.

"This good horse is just right for a hero, and a hosta is just right for a beauty. Second brother, anyway, our two little dolls are not as good as other people's flowers and moons, sinking fish and geese, where are we worthy of the hosta, it is better to do good deeds when we are just now. Xia Cao grabbed Xia Maihe, who was just about to roll up his sleeves, and squeezed the second brother's palm vigorously.

After eating the dumb man, Xia Cao felt that he had to be sarcastic in his words, otherwise he would be sullen in his heart. Xia Cao pulled the second brother to the side.

However, the man didn't hear Xia Cao's sarcastic language as if he was deaf, and still weighed the remaining iron ring in his hand, and only replied after a long time, "This son's Zhilan Yushu, Fenghua's peerless demeanor and eyes can see it, and the child is sincere!" ”

This time, the person whose face skin is thicker than Bai Jide, Xia Cao was defeated.

The owner of the stall also picked up the butterfly hosta with a painful face, which was bought for five taels of silver to make the treasure of the town store, and it has been a year, and no one has been able to win it, and what I earned today has been lost.

"Childe, your hosta." Although the boss wanted to cry without tears, he still handed the hosta to the guest, after all, they did their job, and they were unlucky when they met a master.

Now the stall owner only hopes that this master will raise his noble hand, take this hosta and leave, and stop beating the idea of other objects in his store, which are his rice bowl and life.

"Second brother, if he throws the iron ring again, you will knock it down." Xia Cao whispered to Xia Maihe's ear.

"Yes, I see." Xia Maihe responded.

It's a pity that the person in front of him is not an ordinary person, and there is still a little bit of internal strength, and the plan of Xia Cao and the two naturally fell into his ears word for word.

The beautiful man in purple took the boss's hosta, sighed and said, "Look at you, it's not easy to earn a few dollars, it's not good to take your job, and the rest of the iron ring will be returned to you." ”

After speaking, he threw the rest of the iron circle to the boss, and the boss of the stall naturally thanked him again, and kept thanking him, "Thank you for your understanding." ”

Natsucao's plan failed for a while, and she wondered if the person in front of her had a good ear to do against her.

The beautiful man in purple held the hosta, and said with some self-pity, "This hosta looks very delicate from a distance, this is a look at it in your hand, the material is too scummy, and people are embarrassed to take out their hands when they usually reward them, how can they be worthy of the beauty of this son, it is really too bad to spoil the beautiful face of this son, and he is a tyrannical thing." ”

After speaking, the beautiful man in purple teleported to Xia Cao, inserted the butterfly hosta into Xia Cao's hair tied with braids, and said with a smile, "It's just right for you to be a thin little girl." At the end, he pinched Xia Cao's face, "Little doll, don't think about some crooked ideas all day long." ”

snapped his fingers and walked away with the two guards behind him.

When Xia Cao came back to her senses, was she rubbed with oil by others? The man in purple has long been nowhere to be found.

Xia Cao angrily plucked the butterfly hairpin, really wanted to squeak the hairpin and relieve the hatred. But thinking about it, she thinks that if she sells the hairpin, she can still exchange it for a lot of food, and if it is broken, there will be no food. Thinking of this, he put away the hairpin.

"Sister, are you alright?" Xia Maihe looked at Xia Cao, who looked unusually twisted, and asked.

"It's okay, second brother, there are two laps left, you can throw it casually!" Natsukusa said.

When she goes home, she also wants her father to tell her kung fu, and when she encounters this kind of pervert in the future, she will see one by one, Xia Cao thought hard.

Xia Maihe finally threw a small clay figure, and the two took the loot, only to find that no one except Li Yu was gone.

"Brother Li Yu, what about my brother?" Natsukusa asked.

"They play guessing again. I'll wait for you two. Li Yu said.

"Guess the riddle, where's it?" Xia Cao was also interested in this intellectual activity and asked excitedly.

Li Yucai wanted the two of them to explain that there was another mystery in the lanterns of each small vendor on March 3, and there was a small note hanging under each lantern, with a puzzle written on it, if there was a guesser, take a blank piece of paper and write the number and answer, and at the end of the street, someone from the yamen would help you check. If you are the first to answer correctly, the county government will give you a bamboo stick, and then you take the stick back to the stall, and the stall owner will give you a copy of the item he sold. Finally, he ripped off the note under the lantern and announced that his stall puzzle had been guessed.

Xia Cao listens to the IQ of this county government! In this way, this street will definitely be full of people at night, and there will be people patronizing every stall, which will pave the entire county with a cultural atmosphere, and improve the force of the entire county.

It's just that it costs some lantern money, please write the cost of the old sour to write the puzzle, and the prize money doesn't have to be spent. Have an economic mind.

"Brother Li Yu, are those stall owners willing to give prizes?" Natsukusa asked.

"Hehe, but if you don't give a prize, you have to pay for the lantern, and many of the things that are set up outside are not as valuable as the lantern. And there are no lanterns, and if you are caught and found out, you will be kicked out. These are the rules left by the magistrate ten years ago, and everyone is used to it. Li Yu said.

"By the way, is this puzzle difficult for Brother Li Yu?" Natsukusa asked.

"This puzzle is both difficult and easy, depending on what you encounter. These puzzles were written by the people in the county town summoned by the government, and the county yamen could talk about it, and the riddles that were guessed in the end had ten taels of silver to receive. Therefore, those who have a little ink on their stomachs like to write riddles for everyone to guess, and fight for the person who is the most difficult to guess the riddle, so as to save face. The puzzles summoned by the county yamen were screened, then transcribed by special personnel, and hung under the lanterns. Li Yu explained slowly.

Xia Cao admired this former former magistrate so much! Even the writing of word puzzles does not let go of the power of the common people, and all employees must be mobilized. Even the old sour man didn't bother to invite.

"Brother Li Yu, then this lantern was made by the county government?" Xia Cao decided to ask clearly, that puzzle is not as mysterious as this former former magistrate, and is interested.

"This lantern, the county government contributed but did not pay for it." Li Yu replied.

How is this calculated, Xia Cao was puzzled. (To be continued.) )