The night was deeper, the wind was wilder, and at some point, the rain came suddenly.

The sound of wind and rain came, like a lover's whisper in this late autumn night, but Hanaro was not in the mood to appreciate it, he listened quietly, but obviously, he couldn't hear the song.

The wind and rain continued, and the night passed.

Early the next morning, an official came to look for Hualang, but the official looked a little gloomy, they didn't hear anything, and even two brothers were squatting in the street last night, but they didn't see anything.

Hua Lang was slightly silent, and said after a long time, "Maybe it's because the rain last night was too heavy." ”

Last night's rain was indeed very heavy, and it was entirely possible to drown out the singing, but no matter how heavy the rain was, as long as the singer appeared, the squatting officials would always be able to see it, but they didn't see it.

Although the official who came to report the news didn't agree with Hua Lang's opinion, he finally nodded: "Since that's the case, then we'll monitor it for a few more nights." ”

After the official left, Wen Meng frowned slightly and said, "You really plan to investigate this matter?" ”

Wen Meng didn't understand, she just felt a little bored, and a little scary, because the thought of a woman walking and singing on the empty street at night made her feel trembling.

Perhaps, that singer really has a lot of unspeakable suffering, but there are too many suffering people in the world, do they really want to indulge in it because of a woman who sings in the middle of the night?

Hua Lang could understand Wen Meng's thoughts very well, so he only sighed and said, "I met it, no matter if my conscience is disturbed." ”

This is a very ordinary sentence, but it sounds a little shocking, Wen Meng glanced at Hua Lang, shook her head quietly after a long time, and then walked out without saying anything, at this time, she could only support Hua Lang's choice.

In a blink of an eye, it was August 14, the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, at this time, the liveliness of Chang'an City could not be expressed in words, as soon as the night came, all kinds of people came out of the house, and some children were running back and forth on the street, as if this night was also beautiful.

Seven or eight days have passed since the first time I heard the singing, and since the heavy rain, Hua Lang has never heard the muffled singing, and the officials sent to the squatting point have not investigated anything.

Things suddenly became a little unpredictable, and now there are no clues at all, Hua Lang is naturally embarrassed to let those officials squat every night, he went to the government office, asked Li Jingan to recruit those officials back, and apologized for this incident.

Originally, Li Jingan didn't believe that things would be like this, anyway, Hua Lang said that he heard the singing, so there must be a singing, but since there is a singing, why didn't he find the singer, this matter is really strange.

But there were no clues, and Hua Lang and Li Jingan could only bury this matter deep in their hearts, as if this incident had never happened.

And next, what they have to do is how to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

Originally, days like this are the favorite of lyricists, because on this day, they can recite poems against each other, learn from each other, and if they have leisure, they can even bend the water and imitate the ancients.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, there are many scholars and scholars invited Hualang and others to participate in their word meeting, but Hualang is not in the mood, and then he is really not suitable to participate in that kind of party, he has also stolen a few famous words in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but after stealing a few songs, the rest are difficult to surprise everyone, in this case, it is better not to participate.

However, although I don't participate in the affairs of those literati, on this day, the lively streets are a must-visit, guess the lantern riddles, enjoy the moon in the sky, and if you can, invite three or five friends to chat together, these are all wonderful things that cannot be said.

These are all things that Hua Lang and Wen Meng were going to do on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but when the Mid-Autumn Festival came, there was one thing that disturbed their Yaxing.

That night, Chang'an City was brightly lit, and above the sky, a full moon illuminated the entire ancient city of Chang'an like a fairy palace, and the streets were full of traffic, and the lights were moving, as if they were fire dragons.

Hua Lang, Wen Meng and the others were among the fire dragons, they were walking and playing on the streets full of lights, so unhappy, the incident of singing in the middle of the night a few days ago seemed to have been left behind by them.

And just as they were playing, there was a sudden scream in front of them, followed by all kinds of begging for mercy, and when the begging for mercy sounded, there were many people in that place, and these people talked to each other, but no one stepped forward.

Wen Menglai was anxious for justice and righteousness, so when she saw such a scene happening on the street, she immediately put down the Tang people she had loved for a long time, and hurriedly ran in the direction where the screams came from.

After squeezing through the crowd, Wen Meng suddenly found that it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy brother with a group of fox friends and dog friends bullying a father and daughter, the father and daughter were lying on the ground begging for mercy at this time, and the man who was a father had blood at the corner of his mouth, obviously the scream just now was made by him, and it was beaten by the men of the boy brother in front of him.

Faced with this situation, Wen Meng's chivalrous feelings that had long been broken out casually suddenly exploded, she flew forward, kicked over those little minions, and then turned over and came to the side of the son-in-law, grabbed his neck with a hand, and said angrily: "Why do you want to bully their father and daughter? ”

The boy obviously didn't expect that in this case, someone would come out to fight and fight, and as soon as he made a move, he subdued his subordinates and himself, the boy's face was full of arrogance, although he was pinched by Wen Meng, but he refused to show weakness at all, and said coldly: "This father and daughter don't have long eyes at all, and they actually bumped into this son, this son is delicate and expensive, how can they be allowed to collide?" Beat them, it's all light, tell you, this girl who touched me looks good, Lao Tzu is going to take it back as a concubine, what, what can you do? ”

Arrogant, arrogant, this is the most arrogant and arrogant person Wen Meng and Hua Lang they have ever seen, and when they heard these words, Wen Meng finally couldn't help it, she suddenly strengthened her strength, and even forcibly lifted the boy brother up, the boy brother's neck was pinched, and his face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't even speak, so he could only keep opening his mouth and exhaling.

And at this time, the little minions behind him suddenly rushed up like crazy.