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Wulong was originally the territory of Dou Jiande, the king of Xia, after the defeat of Dou Jiande, it became the front line of the tug-of-war between Li Tang and Li Han, and later, it completely fell into the control of Li Han.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, it is Xiang Gongzi's birthday, and he invited all the ringing classes in Wulong County to have a loud birthday! So, a big stage was set up at the entrance of the county ya, and these ringer classes beat gongs and drums one by one, blowing and singing, and the competition was like singing and I appeared, singing for seven days, called "fighting sound", and it was lively and famous.

In the first two days, there was a surge of people under the stage, but I saw that there were fewer and fewer people day by day! Xiang Gongzi was quite puzzled, and when he inquired, he learned that they all went to see Zhou Shicheng play.

This week, Shicheng lived in Zhoujiazhai, eighteen miles south of the county, he was a rattle, a merchant who went to the village and the township, he was very shrewd, and finally made a fortune, and the fertile land was thousands of hectares.

Zhou Shicheng has always been unassuming, but this year he heard that Xiang Gongzi's birthday "Dou Xiang", somehow his temperament changed greatly, seeing that he was going to harvest the wheat field, he ordered the tenants in the family to "start the field", be sure to cover Xiang Gongzi's "sound"!

Just a "start", how famous can it be? Xiang Gongzi decided to go to the scene to see for himself.

The general "start-up" on Wulong's side is to tie bells to the mules and horses in the field and make some noise. But the wheat field of Zhou Shicheng's family not only dug a huge pit, but also densely lined up with open vats, nine nine hundred and eighty-one, and the wooden planks on the top of the jars were also hung with copper bells underneath.

Zhou Shicheng, who was over fifty years old, sat under the willow tree on the sidelines, dressed in a nondescript manner, which was very strange! I saw him wearing a straight-fitting men's suit with a cross-neckline, but he wore a women's high-spine mustache on his head, commonly known as "high makeup", and held a rattle in his hand that had not been used for many years.

The sun rose, Zhou Shicheng shook the rattle, eighteen mules and horses lined up in formation, and at the same time pulled the stone stone to roll on the field, the sound was deafening, the momentum was magnificent, and the vat under the wooden plank spread the sound to all directions, shocking!

After a wheat beating, the strong men picked out the wheat straw, swept up the beaten wheat grains, and finally uncovered the wooden plank, only to see that there was a thick layer of wheat grains piled up in the open jar under the board, all of which flowed down through the small plate mouth on the tank. Onlookers hold their pockets and rush up to grab the wheat grains in the jar, which is called collecting surplus grain.

Zhou Shicheng's "start", isn't he arguing with himself? How can a dignified county prince let an old man sweep his face? Xiang Gongzi couldn't swallow this breath, and after coming back, he thought about it again and again, and thought of a good move.

Xiang Gongzi ordered people to open a large urn with a mouth of 3927 under the stage, and threw a big pearl into each of the jars, so that people could scramble, and whoever grabbed the pearl would belong to whom!

Now the entrance of the yamen became lively again. The mouth of the urn is small and the abdomen is large, and only two people can poke their heads in, and the inner wall of the urn and the pearls are smeared with oil, slippery and difficult to grasp, and the two heads that poke into it at the same time "bang" collide together, and when scrambling, the head and the head inevitably "knock knock" again and again......

Xiang Gongzi, who was holding a folding fan on the stage, looked at the people who were bleeding from the stage, and listened to a series of head-banging sounds, laughing, this is "kowtowing", which is much more interesting than the start!

In the blink of an eye, in the middle of summer, Xiang Gongzi heard that Zhou Shicheng was going to make a noise, called "rolling noodles", and hurriedly rode over on a horse and a sedan chair.

The place was still on the threshing floor, and there were 4,936 long wooden boards on the sideboards, each with a firewood stove pot next to the board, and a piece of kneaded dough on each board, and a woman holding a rolling pin stood in front of the board, and each woman's neck and wrist were tied with strings of small bells the size of walnuts!

Zhou Shicheng under the willow tree was still dressed in that strange appearance, just listening to the rattle in his hand "dong dong" sounded, the women in front of the board rolled up their dough, and at the same time the bell on his body also rang "ding dong dong". When cutting the dough, the sound of the knife falling on the board is intertwined with the sound of the bell, which is very beautiful.

After a while, the noodles were cooked, and the women served them in large bowls for the family sitting around the stove. After the end, Zhou Shicheng gave each of them a bag of noodles, which was counted as a reward.

Xiang Gongzi was stunned: This rolling surface is sound and colorful, and it has a unique charm, which can be called the "sound" of the romance, and the old thing of Zhou Shicheng can be imagined! How could this son lose to him? Let's look at the means of this son!

After returning to the county seat, Xiang Gongzi took all nine brothels in the county seat for the night.

In the evening, the slave carried the lantern in front of the guide, to the son of a thousand gold, a night of silver alone spent tens of thousands of taels, he himself and a few head cards to play is not happy, to the son of the speed of spending money suddenly suppressed the people of Wulong, to the son of the beautiful name of "flower ringing money", is not than Zhou Shicheng's "rolling noodles" louder and more romantic!

For a while, the matter of Xiang Gongzi and Zhou Shicheng's "fighting" spread all over Wulong and the surrounding counties, and it became a strange news, and people waited and waited to see what "sound" moves the two of them made next!

The weather is getting cooler, and autumn has arrived. This time, it was Zhou Shicheng who made the first move, called "Wearing Shoes".

There is a water depression in Wulong, called Xiaoshen Lake, there is a wooden bridge ten miles long on the lake, people call it ten miles bridge. On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhou Shicheng led a group of people in his family to pull more than a dozen carriages, beat gongs and drums to the north end of Shili Bridge, and put hundreds of pairs of "hair nests" on the bridge. This wool nest is a kind of high-heeled wood-soled straw shoes made of reed flowers, although the appearance is coarse, but it is moist and warm, and it is the best winter shoes for rural people.

Seeing that the people were almost acquiescing, Zhou Shicheng's housekeeper spoke on behalf of the master: No matter who is barefoot and wearing a wool nest, he can walk from the north of Shili Bridge to the south of the bridge, and then turn back, he can go to the carriage and get a new set of cotton clothes.

Seeing that winter is coming, cotton clothes are urgently needed, at the moment, everyone is scrambling to put on the wool nest and noisily to cross the bridge. Zhou Shicheng waved his hand to stop the commotion, and asked people to form a queue of three people, form several phalanxes, and cross the bridge collectively. After the team was organized, as soon as the rattle in Zhou Shicheng's hand sounded, people shouted the trumpet and walked onto the bridge.

Suddenly, hundreds of pairs of wooden floors of hairy nests stepped on the wooden bridge, "click-click" in unison, the bridge trembled, the sound shook the earth, it was clear that tens of thousands of iron hooves rode across the glacier!

However, the inside of the wool nest is extremely rough, and the soles of the feet with fine skin and tender flesh can't stand it, and there are really many people who can't cross the Shili Bridge, and their feet grind out blood blisters, and they complain bitterly, so they have to retreat halfway. Looking at the embarrassed appearance of these people, Zhou Shicheng sneered "hehe", and the rattle shook even louder!

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