"What's so annoying about this, the man should get married and the woman should get married, you wait, when my house is renovated, I will go to His Majesty to make a wedding date"

"Well, you can go, but remember, you must not be cheated by Your Majesty"

"Thank you for your concern, come to incense"

"Dead"

"Oh, I didn't even pass the door, I thought about being a widow"

"Phew"

…

Half a month later, during the Double Ninth Festival, Li Er invited the hawker into the palace to enjoy the chrysanthemums, and after the hawkers got the letter, the chrysanthemums were tight, what was not good, what was the thing!

However, the emperor has been invited, and it is difficult to be gracious, and the hawkers have to go there, you look at our statement, the hawkers are as good as they are!

Chung Yeung Festival, a festival that the ancients paid special attention to, was used by the ancients to feel homesick before the 15th of August.

There is a sentence that doesn't mean anything: being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festival, knowing that the brothers climb the heights, and there is one less person in the dogwood, as if this is what he said!

However, the hawker later discovered a strange phenomenon, because the ancients planted dogwood, mainly because this play meant spicy, and Gu thought that it could ward off evil spirits.

But another thing sold by the hawker Sheng Long is more spicy than this thing, and it may be more evil spirit, this thing is chili peppers, so this year's Double Ninth Festival, some local tyrants in order to show their differences, do not insert dogwood, buy two chili peppers and insert them on their heads, and I don't know if Wang Wei will write poems again in the future: Brother Yaozhi ascends to the heights, and there is one less person who is full of chili peppers!

These are not the things that the hawkers should care about, when they arrived at the gate of the palace, they were running into Li Er's guard of honor and walking out, and the hawker directly stopped him, "Didn't Brother Li open the Chongyang Chrysanthemum Club, what are you running out?" ”

Li Er glanced at the vendor, "You still know that I have a Chongyang Chrysanthemum Club, you are late, do you know?" ”

"I'm sorry, I've slept, so where are you going?"

"Qujiang Pond, Chongyang flowers will bloom over there"

"Oh, got it, you go first, I'll turn around then"

Li Er waved his hand and asked the guards to continue to open the way towards Qujiang Pond, and after the hawker waited for a large group of people to pass by, he turned the car around on the spot and drove in the direction of Qujiang Pond!

When I arrived at the local hawkers, I knew that the ancients attached great importance to Chongyang was indeed not ordinary, last year's Chongyang time, because Er Meng came, so there was no preparation, this year, the autumn harvest, Li Er finally had the leisure to organize a luxurious flower party.

The Qujiang Pool in front of him can be said to be full of lights, colorful flags fluttering, crowds of people, in addition to Li Er and his entourage concubines, all the dukes and princes in Chang'an have come.

The hawker has a feeling of being a shallow king and a big brother everywhere when he arrives in this place, but fortunately, although he is an uncle, he is a marquis of honor, and he will not be stage frightened, although he has never seen where his honor guard is!

After getting out of the car, the vendor arched his hands and greeted everyone he met, "Hehe, it's coming, it's good to play"

"The national teacher is polite, it must be"

"National Teacher, Please"

"Goodbye National Teacher"

…….

The hawkers squeezed through the surging crowd and gathered on the dragon boat on the edge of the Qujiang Pond.

Sun Wuji, the captain of the boat, and a group of other people, are patting Li Er's ass, "Congratulations to Your Majesty, this year's autumn harvest, the people are no longer in danger of hunger, thanks to Your Majesty's Shengming, on this good day, the minister can't help but make a poem, everyone to judge: the saint is more bright, everyone is wise, the whole world is auspicious, and all beings enjoy the well-being"

As soon as the hawker came in, he heard such a sore poem, and he almost didn't vomit out the overnight meal, but although the people present also knew that the poem was written in a bullshit, everyone heard the meaning of the sycophant in the poem, whether it was the saint in the poem, or "everyone", they all specifically referred to the emperor, so on this occasion, everyone gave Li Er a lot of face, and they all wrote and "Good poem, wonderful, really fucking appropriate..."

Li Erzheng was holding a wine glass and accepting everyone's compliments with a stinging face, and saw the vendor with a toothache on his face, "Why does Dabao think this poem is not good?" ”

The peddler hurriedly shook his head, he still has something to ask Li Er today, how can he wipe people's faces, "No, no, how can I appreciate poetry, I have a toothache"

Li Er knew that the hawker was pretending, but since he gave himself a step, there was no need to hold on, "In that case, Dabao will drink less in a while, or will you give everyone something to help?" ”

The hawker waved his hand again and again, "Don't use this, why don't I accompany you to play mahjong?" ”

Li Er pointed at the goods, "Get out, you, this is for everyone's fun, or for you, you see how many of the mahjong players present can beat you, this is not good, you have to come to something today, otherwise I won't be happy."

The peddler was depressed, this Nima was completely chasing ducks to the shelves, and he lowered his head and pondered for a while, "Okay, I won't do poetry, but I'll sing a song like that, let's sing it casually, don't be too bad to sing it."

"Sing, it's okay, no matter how bad it is, is it bad to hear a donkey barking?"

"That's it, the national teacher has one"

Niu Jinda patted the peddler's shoulder, "Dabao, let's not steam steamed buns to earn a breath, brother supports you"

As soon as the hawker gritted his teeth, since you are not afraid of being unpleasant, my brother let it go, coughed, and the hawker began to sing:

It's September 9 again, and it's hard to get together on the night of the Double Ninth Festival

Homesick people drift outside

It's September 9 again, and it's even more sorrowful

The intention of going home is always on my mind

Let's go, go to September 9

There are no spirits in another country, no greetings

Only then can there be freedom in the family, and only then can there be September 9th

Relatives and friends raise their glasses and pour them full of wine

Drink this nostalgia drunk and fall at the door of the house

Only at home can there be freedom in September

Only at home can there be freedom in September....

The hawker sang out his emotions, and he was going to be in the Olympics for a while, but he was interrupted by Li Er, "Dabao, you take a break first, we understand the meaning of the song, but you must not sing anymore, otherwise it will be impossible to eat the fish in Qujiangchi during the New Year."

I'm rubbing, Li Er is scolding himself for singing the fish to death, forget it, anyway, the feelings have arrived, don't sing if you don't sing, brother forgive your ignorance, I think many KTV directors heard my brother sing and gave them free orders!

After the peddler closed his mouth, Li Er and the others finally got clean, holding a wine glass, "Take advantage of this good day, everyone can enjoy themselves today, today we will raise a glass and drink regardless of status, official position, or size"

"Good"

"Done"

……

Taking advantage of the time when others were drinking, the vendor pulled Li Er aside, "Brother Li, tell me something"

"Speak"

The hawker was a little twisted, "It's my marriage with Yue'er, yesterday I asked Lao Yuan to calculate the next day, he said that the day of the Winter Festival is a good one, you see?" ”

Li Er pointed at the peddler, "Haha, I thought Dabao would have to wait for another two years, it turns out that there are times when you can't hold back, okay, since you have spoken, I will agree, so that the two of you can stay together every day without a name and no point to make people gossip."

The peddler immediately grabbed Li Er's hand, "Oh, thank you Brother Li, you are really my brother"

", I really don't know what Yue'er likes about you"

"Hehe, you don't understand this, men aren't bad, women don't love?"

The eldest grandson walked over gracefully, "What did Dabao say bad?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, let's gossip, talk about my marriage with Yue'er"

The eldest grandson came to the spirit, "Yes, that's a good thing, the day is set?" ”

"It's set, on the day of the Winter Festival"

"Well, it's almost there, by the way, Erlang, there must be a charter for Yue'er to marry this month, although Yue'er is not from the royal family, but we all regard it as family, and this person has to have a title or something."

Li Er nodded, "That's right, Wuji, come and help me counsel and see what title I should give Yue'er" (to be continued.) )