Cheng Xiaohao couldn't see the thoughts of those two.

It's just that what he doesn't understand is why Zhang Shun is so enthusiastic about introducing his family.

Just because I saved his life? So he thinks that introducing himself to a family business is to repay his gratitude?

And that Bachelor Ning, how could he trust Zhang Shun so easily, and he also intended to match. But he doesn't even know his own details!

Could it be......

Cheng Xiaohao couldn't help but carefully look at the quiet woman beside her, under the reddish light, the original color of her skin could not be seen, but her face was shiny and bright, there were no potholes, the only shortcoming was that there seemed to be several black spots the size of beans on her face, but it was not ugly, and even on the whole, she was a beauty.

Is there something she can't see hidden diseases or something, and it's hard to get married, that's why she ......

"Why is Brother Advertising looking at me like this?" Ning Wenyu smiled and asked.

Cheng Xiaohao said in his heart: Laughing so gently, do you think I forgot the fierce face of you sucking my mouth? Although I didn't get it, I also have to take a grudge and prevent myself from being drawn again!

He waved his hand hurriedly, shook his head and said, "No, no." I'm looking over there, and I don't know what I'm doing over there. He looked around and saw a large number of people gathered not far in front of the street, so he pointed to that side and tried to change the subject.

Ning Wenyu said with a smile: "It's the Lantern Festival." ”

Seeing Cheng Xiaohao's puzzled face, she explained: "Take a lantern, write a lantern riddle on it, and then put it in the upper reaches of the river, and then go downstream to see which person is destined to pick it up." ”

Cheng Xiaohao nodded: "Sounds interesting, let's go play!" ”

In fact, Cheng Xiaohao was not interested at all, but if he continued to shop with Ning Wenyu awkwardly, he felt that he was going to suffocate to death.

Alas, it's too tiring to get along with such a girl.

He is now starting to miss the few classmates in college who are not feminine, although they are all men's wives, but at least they are really comfortable with them, very relaxed, and can play and joke without heart.

And getting along with this ancient lady, he had to pay attention at all times, for fear that he would say something wrong again, hurt her heart, and then be pumped!

If you can't find a topic to talk about, it's really boring. So it's nice to find something to do.

However, when the two of them came to the crowd gathering place, many people around them looked this way, and some were still whispering, not knowing what they were talking about.

Did the ancient people gossip like this!

Adhering to the gentlemanly demeanor, Cheng Xiaohao walked in front of him to open the way, and took Ning Wenyu around from the bustling crowd.

It turns out that there really is a river behind the crowd, but to be precise, it should be a ditch, and there is more than one.

There are colorful lanterns floating in these small ditches, but there are also many half-sunken ones that have been twisted and extinguished, and there must be many lanterns that have completely sunk into the water.

Around the ditch, from time to time, young boys and girls squatted down to pick up a lantern from the small river, and then rushed to the mountain with a look of anticipation.

Ning Wenyu: "These small rivers are all led down from the mountains, and the pools on the mountains usually do not release water, and even ordinary people are not allowed to enter the mountains. Actually, if you are curious about this, we can go to the North Water Gate, where the main venue of the Lantern Festival is still there. ”

"Haha, no need. By the way, how do you play this? We're downstream now, right? Cheng Xiaohao bent down and casually fished out a pale green oil-paper ink lantern from it. There seems to be a poem written on it, and it is still a word that Cheng Xiaohao is somewhat familiar with.

Ning Wenyu walked over, and when she saw the words on it, she read it softly:

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind.

More blows down, stars like rain.

BMW carved cars are full of fragrance.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Moth snow willow golden wisps.

The laughter is full of dark fragrance.

The crowd is looking for him thousands of times.

Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

Cheng Xiaohao: "It's a little familiar. ”

Ning Wenyu turned her head to look at him, and said suspiciously: "This is a generation of famous generals, the masterpiece of Jiaxuan Jushi, known as the "dragon in words", has been spread all over the country decades ago, just familiar words......" She smiled, looked at Cheng Xiaohao again with intriguing eyes, and said with a smile: "Can you take the liberty of asking?" When the advertising brother was at home, what did he learn from the world's masters? ”

Cheng Xiaohao scratched the back of his head: "Eh, this." I learned a lot of things, but I wasn't very interested in red tape and poetry, so I didn't learn much. ”

"Oh, is that so? Presumably, Brother Advertisement is quite interested in the art of war and strategy, so he came to join Zhang Dutong......" She paused with her head down, and then sighed, as if talking to herself, "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Although Cheng Xiaohao wanted to say that he was not interested in the art of war strategy, let alone came to take refuge, but his true origin could not really be said, so he could only follow her words and ask: "What's the pity?" ”

Ning Wenyu raised her head and smiled a little disappointed: "It's nothing, when I saw your scholarly appearance, I thought you wanted to find a place in the court." ”

Cheng Xiaohao didn't know how to reply to her, so he continued to look at the lantern in his hand.

After Ning Wenyu was lost for a while, she cheered up, and said with a smile: "Since you have accepted this lantern, it is better to follow the guidance from above and go to the mountain for a while with that fateful girl." ”

"Guidelines? What guidelines? Where is the guidance? Cheng Xiaohao turned the lantern in his hand twice, and didn't find where the location was written, he asked, "Do I take this lantern directly to the mountain to find someone?" ”

Ning Wenyu: "You look carefully at the pictures on the lanterns. ”

Cheng Xiaohao: "Bamboo, it's all bamboo...... Oh! I see, there's a place for bamboo, right? ”

Ning Wenyu smiled: "Well, if you take this lamp and find the place where the scenery above is, you should be able to see the owner of the lamp." ”

Cheng Xiaohao: "Hahaha, that's good." But I'll send you back first. ”

Ning Wenyu shook his head: "Don't worry about me, I'll just go around here, and when you are finished, let's go back together, so as not to displease the two elders." ”

"Okay, I'll go up there and I'll be right back."

After speaking, Cheng Xiaohao hurriedly went up the mountain.

Actually, he didn't really want to meet the owner of the lamp on the mountain, he was just really embarrassed to stay with that Ning girl.

He suddenly figured out something.

That is, why did that Master Ning actually deliberately match.

The most important reason is probably that this Miss Ning is not young.

Although in modern times, it may be normal for a woman in her twenties not to get married, but in such ancient times, a woman like Ning Wenyu who was at least twenty-two or three should belong to an older single young woman, and she is indeed prone to criticism.

On the way here, Cheng Xiaohao originally thought that those strange eyes were aimed at him, which made Cheng Xiaohao uncomfortable.

Now that I think about it carefully, it should be aimed at the Ning Wenyu beside me who has never coiled her hair. He had heard that in ancient times, a woman's hair was married, and if she didn't have her hair, she was waiting for the boudoir.

And almost all the women who have not had their hair curled on the road are young girls, and Ning Wenyu, a woman who is obviously in her twenties and has not yet curled her hair, is indeed very eye-catching.

In the eyes of others, Ning Wenyu should be an old cow eating his own tender grass!

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaohao couldn't help but laugh proudly.

Even hummed a minor tune.

I'm a little grass,

No matter how you escape, you can't escape... Whew—

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