Chapter Seventy-Six: Love
"Ah......" a panicked cry sounded in the stable, "you are breaking the law, you have no right to do this......"
"Haha, you're going to sue us." A voice sounded, "Don't say how innocent you seem to be, what kind of good people can you be when you don't sleep and run around in the middle of the night." ”
Song Wan'er felt a little familiar when she heard this voice, and when she walked over, she saw that it was the guy from the inn who was talking.
The wound on the man's face looked more and more bruised and frightening after most of the night's rest, from the eye socket to the chin, and the entire left half of his face was swollen.
"Aren't you very good at letting you hit me? Let's fight again. The man kicked the man on the ground to vent his resentment.
"Ahem!" The shopkeeper coughed.
The guy immediately retracted his feet and stood aside quietly, but unfortunately Song Wan'er and the others had already seen it when he just broke out, and no one would be stupid enough to think that this person was harmless.
"Don't fight, I say, we'll all say." The person who was beaten was a little confused, and without waiting for someone to make a move, he heard someone questioning, and immediately told everything he knew.
It turned out that this group of people had been eyeing Yunmo and his party at the city gate, and they stayed in the inn to facilitate the theft of horses at night.
"Whoa!" Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei stood in the stable specially prepared for them, and ate specially found grass.
"You really picked the wrong person, you deserve it!" The guy spat at the man on the ground.
The shopkeeper arranged for a lot of people to pay attention to the movements of this group, and when they saw them sneaking out at night, someone immediately followed, who knows......
"Xiao Hei is so powerful!" Song Wan'er touched Xiao Hei's horse head and praised.
The dark horse heard Song Wan'er's compliment, and took the initiative to bow his head and lean into Song Wan'er's hand, so that she could touch her big head.
The host is a fine man. Fortunately, the future hostess is gentle and kind, and Heima suddenly feels that there is still happiness to pursue in his life.
"Boom!" The white horse kicked the black horse, and the black horse flashed to the side with interest, the sky and the earth are big, and the daughter-in-law is the biggest.
What a horse!
"This horse is definitely a rare good horse, I read that right." The one tied on the ground looked at the white horse that Song Wan'er caressed, and his eyes almost lit up.
Figuring out what happened. Knowing that this incident was just a few local ruffians coveting property, this is why he has evil intentions. wanted to snatch away the black horse and the white horse blindly, Song Yun and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Leave it to the local government." Yunmo commanded.
"I'll do it myself." The shopkeeper of the cyclamen replied.
At first glance, this group of ruffians and hooligans are the tyrants in this city, and ordinary people will not be locked up for a few days even if they are sent to the government. The shopkeeper of the cyclamen personally intervened, and the matter was naturally settled.
Yunmo ordered naturally, and the shopkeeper of cyclamen agreed even more naturally, only Du Ping's uninformed people looked surprised.
The shopkeeper of cyclamen really knows how to do things. No wonder it can become an inn that opens all over the country.
Du Ping, Jiangzhou and others silently made up their minds, and magically understood the respect of the cyclamen shopkeeper to Yunmo.
"Let's go." Song Wan'er walked to the door and deliberately turned around and went back to the room. Picked up that flower basket.
The shopkeeper and the buddy of the cyclamen looked at the flower basket she carried in her hand, thinking that she went out with Yunmo last night, and the expression on her face was sudden.
Song Wan'er glanced at everyone's expressions in surprise, how could their expressions become so strange. Isn't it just a basket of flowers? It's not poisonous!
"Wan'er, did you buy it yourself or did Brother Mo give it to you?" Song Yun pulled his sister aside and asked in a low voice.
"Does it matter?" Song Wan'er saw that her eldest brother had been staring at the flowers in her hand, and she couldn't help but get nervous.
Song Yun nodded silently.
Significant. Of course it's important.
Local customs every night of July 15th. The man buys flowers and gives them to the woman, and if the woman accepts them, the two of them will be considered in love.
Yes......
Song Wan'er's eyes widened in surprise slightly.
"The most important thing is that even the parents of both parties cannot object to such a relationship." Song Yundao.
Song Wan'er turned her head to look at Yunmo.
Yunmo immediately smiled at the eyes she looked at, and the smile filled her eyes, she must have known the special meaning of sending flowers.
Song Wan'er was annoyed, she actually sold herself like this, because of a basket of flowers.
The flower basket was held by Song Wan'er in her hand, and it was like a hot potato, and she didn't throw it away for a while, and she didn't feel comfortable holding it.
"Forget it, we're not from here, the customs here can't be applied, let's go quickly." Song Yundao pulled his sister into the car and was about to leave.
Yun Mo walked to the side of the carriage, and instead of riding as usual, he bent down and entered the carriage.
Du Ping and Jiang Zhou glanced at each other, and the two of them went to the carriage behind them with interest.
After a while, Song Yun couldn't help but come out and get into their car.
"It's good, it's good." The shopkeeper of the cyclamen stood at the door of the inn and muttered, his eyes kept looking ahead.
Dude scratched his head, the shopkeeper is a little wrong today.
"You know what." The shopkeeper scolded, "Hurry up and tie up these people, and let's send them to the government together." ”
If you don't say it, how can I understand, the guy didn't continue to ask, do more things and talk less, and turned around to do the things explained by the shopkeeper.
Fools have fortune!
Thinking of the words that the master explained before leaving, the shopkeeper looked at the back of the guy with complicated eyes.
The guy never imagined that because of his enthusiasm, he would embark on a completely different life later.
"This is Jincheng down there." Song Wan'er looked at the small black dot on the map and asked.
Jincheng is one of the largest cities in the Qianyuan Dynasty, Jincheng has a mild climate, rich in all kinds of medicinal materials, every year there are traders from all over the country rush to Jincheng, in order to be able to negotiate the price at the first time when the medicinal materials are mature.
In the era of war, the importance of medicinal materials is self-evident, and the casualties of war make medicinal materials more and more important to everyone.
"That's right." Yunmo nodded, "Calculate the time, we will be able to catch up with the annual medicinal herb conference this time." ”
It had been several days since they had left their last town, and the group had been on the road these days, resting in the carriage when they were tired, and now they were in a good mood to hear that they could rest in Jincheng for a few days.
It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles.
Song Yun was still holding the scroll in his hand, and his mind had already flown out with Yunmo's words, and he really wanted to see the prosperity of Jincheng.
Yunmo deliberately collected news, and every time she went to a place, she was always able to take Song Wan'er to find something delicious and fun, and the two of them ran all over all kinds of interesting places, looking at the posture, they really planned to spoil her on the way to Beijing. (To be continued.) )
ps: Thank you for the reward of Xiao C, thank you for the ticket of Wangtianya, thank you for your support, fortunately I have you all the way~ >