Chapter 19: Rain
The Huyan family stayed in the flat in front of the judge's temple, and the people in the market couldn't see it, otherwise they would be even more frightened.
As the ox cart got closer and closer, and they saw it clearly, they inevitably began to talk again.
"Isn't it that the little old man is dazzled...... The one who drove the car seemed to be Yunsheng's chariot and horse shop......"
"No, this ox cart is designated to be rented. On weekdays, I also send off guests to the countryside, and I can't go too far, and I have sat on it. ”
"Why don't you take the main road to send off the guests, but come to the market instead."
"I don't know...... There are a few old ladies in the town who really like to go to the countryside in an ox cart and wander slowly. But if you have a car, you don't have to hire one outside. ”
"Well, weird, I guess it's not a big deal......"
"Cut, isn't it an important person, can you pave the road with loess, clear the water and clean the street? Look, even the personal soldiers of Huyan Fort have also come out, and the lord of the big fort has never done this when he went out. ”
The ox cart had a curtain of green cloth in front and a roll roof on it, but it was open at the back.
As the two cows moved forward unhurriedly, the onlookers behind the car began to talk again.
"Look, the beautiful woman holding the pipa in the car is not the Du Niangzi of Lan Kwai Fong? Tsk, the top card, no dozens of taels of silver, please don't play. ”
"Tsk, do you recognize her?"
"Of course I know her, but she doesn't recognize me."
"There are still a lot of musicians sitting in the car, and there are all kinds of zheng, piano, sheng, and suona. It seems that he is going to the countryside to celebrate the birthday of an old lady. ”
"No, which old lady can have a huge pomp and show that the score is bigger than our Huyan Fort Lord?"
"That makes sense...... There must be something strange about this. ”
The ox cart drove two feet away from the wonton shop and stopped.
Everyone held their instruments and did not get out of the car.
Du Qiuniang's slender jade fingers flicked on the pipa.
Zheng Zheng Zheng ......
A string of cheerful music sounded, followed by the sound of the zither and the piano, like a girl chirping and arguing.
Soon after, a suona broke through the air, pushing the joyful atmosphere to a climax.
It seems that the moonlight is bright, and the mirror-like river supports the blue boat and passes away. On a lonely boat, the boy was overjoyed. The scholar looked at the beautiful woman from afar, and was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and shouted ......
In the crowd, a man who seemed to be proficient in music suddenly exclaimed:
"This, this is "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"...... This song should only be in the sky, how many times can I hear it in the world. ”
After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, shook his head and shook his head to the beat of the song:
“…… The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail. The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen. Jiang Tian is colorless and dust-free. The Lonely Moon Wheel in the Bright Sky. Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year. I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried. Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is Acacia Mingyue Building ......"
Hiding behind the shack, he was talking to Li Su through the window, and Xintianyou, who was busy, was dumbfounded.
Let me go, the elegant "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" can also be played into a funny two-person turn? After Bai Ling'er heard it, she was afraid that she would be angry and cry.
Da Da Da ......
Two snow-white horses pulled a small cart with an oil wall, followed by a big cart with green curtains.
The big man leopard who drove the car was bearded and not angry.
Exclamations came and went.
Isn't this our Huyan Lion Castle Master, how did he personally drive the carriage and horses?
The car was quite small, with brocade curtains hanging from the front and rear. The car wall is exquisitely carved, reflecting a moist light, and there is a faint fragrance emanating from it.
It turned out to be an oil-walled incense car.
However, the first attraction was not the carriage or the Huyan Lion driving, but the sixteen young girls walking in front of and behind the car. The costume is gorgeous, carrying a flower basket on his left arm, and throwing flower petals all over the sky with his right hand.
Flowers pave the way!
Obedient......
The onlookers couldn't close their mouths, their chins almost dropped, and they looked dumbfounded like puppets.
Flowers bloom in spring, flowers are not expensive, but who has ever seen such a tone!
The oil-walled incense cart stopped in front of the wonton shop and turned its head.
Two juniors carried the ends of a roll of red silk and spread it from the back of the car to the shop.
Oh my God, I can't stand it!
Loess paving, clear water and clean streets, a song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" ignites the atmosphere. Then the goddess scattered the flowers, and the red silk cushioned the feet...... Waves of intense stimulation are dreamy and breathless.
By this time, even fools knew that the oil wall incense car was here to pick up the Li Su sisters. Even the lord of Huyan Castle, who commanded the abandoned land, was only assigned to them to drive the carriage.
The scene was silent, and the music was quiet.
The five ladies of the Huyan Five Tigers walked out of the green curtain cart behind and carried the dressing box and the small baggage fish into the shop.
Everyone thought that it would take a long time to change clothes and makeup. Unexpectedly, after only a cup of tea, five ladies accompanied a woman with a child to appear at the door of the shop.
However, they respectfully dragged back two positions, smiling and lowering their eyebrows. Where is it like an unattainable lady, it is clearly a woman and maid who came to accompany her.
The child was carved like a porcelain doll.
The woman's temples were towering, her face was like a spring flower, and she was full of bright light.
This, this, this...... Or is it the Li Su who swallows his anger and sells wontons, lowers his eyebrows and is careful, and the little girl Yingying, the sister of the oil bottle?
The scene is a bit like picking up a bride, but there is no red hijab, and the phoenix crown is cloudy.
The people's heads were numb, and they had not yet come to their senses, and a miracle that they would never forget appeared.
Just when Li Su's toes stepped on the red silk, the pipa, qin, suona, zheng, and drum played together, beaming with joy. I can't make out what the tune is, but the rhythm is bright and loud.
The fierce midday sun suddenly dimmed, and the air was fragrant.
Everyone raised their heads and saw rain in the sky.
Colorful petals flutter and flutter like snowflakes.
It is also real and illusory, and it is beautiful.
The beauty stopped, looked back, and crystal tears came out of the corners of her eyes.
So far, today's grand drama, which started with iron and blood and ended with gorgeous tenderness, has slowly come to an end.
The actor and chief director, Shinda Shen, was hiding behind the wonton shop, sweating and throwing oily paper bags full of petals into the air at a height of 300 meters.
The raucous sound of music drowned out the shrill whistle of breaking through the air, and the fluttering petals of the flowers dispersed to obscure the trail of white turbulence in the air.
It's seamless, it's perfect!
……
The oil wall incense car is far away.
The men were dumbfounded, and the women were crying.
One or two sighed with emotion, and said, where is this moving, it is clearly to pick up the bride!
In a word, it is a prophecy.
Later, the bride got married, and gradually formed the custom of throwing flowers.
If there are no flowers in winter, the red paper ribbon will be cut into a handful of pieces and thrown, drawing an auspicious and festive picture.
It's just that there is no one like Li Su anymore.
The red thick cushion is foot, and the sound of the phoenix flute moves. High in the sky, flowers really fall.