Chapter 3: Wishing
The golden body of the Buddha statue, with a compassionate demeanor, the east building hangs the bell, the west building sets the drum, the sound of the morning bell and the dusk drum floats and flies over the green tile.
Meng Ge asked the monk for an empty lottery, dipped it in ink, pondered for a moment and wrote: Acquaintance with Jun Chu is like the return of an old man, the end of the world is bright and the moon is new, and the morning and evening are the most lovesick.
Her hairpin flower is very upright, the pen is smooth, elegant and beautiful, skillfully tied with red silk, out of the hall, you can see at a glance the faintly transparent green leaves, red silk entangled, heavy, round bean grains pressed down the branches, under the tree black pressed a piece, surrounded by people, most of them are brightly dressed official ladies.
Meng Ge half-eyelid and threw the signature upward, but his slender arm had no strength, and he failed repeatedly, and his skirt flew like a falling flower and bloomed over and over again.
"I'll come." The man's voice sounded from behind him, a little low, clear as a spring, a little on tiptoe, the beauty took her into her arms, carried her up the tree, and accidentally hooked the clothes when she landed, leaving a slender red thread hanging from the branch, Yueqing's heart moved, and the line was quietly put into the sleeve.
"Thank you, is Childe a knight? It's amazing. ”
"Sort of, I'm a lonely person, I've been traveling for a long time, I'm here to sell ropes in Shengjing......"
"Rope?" Meng Ge was puzzled and looked at him.
"No, this is it." Yueqing stretched out her hand, and she didn't know when she wrapped several ropes between her fingers, hand-woven, swaying with the wind, like a living thing, faintly revealing brilliance, "Have you ever heard such a sentence, 'A thousand miles of marriage are tied by a thread, and the night is depressed and lovesick and sorrowful', I don't sell ropes for a living, I just hope that the person who buys the rope can get his own marriage." ”
"Other people's marriages have been completed, but what about your own? Is there any arrangement? As soon as these words came out, his beautiful eyes stared at the person in front of him, a little brighter than the stars in the sky.
At that time, someone was putting the sky lantern, countless beating fires slowly rose, the form was different, dense, the scene was spectacular, the cheers of the people overshadowed a while, the fireworks rose into the air, the sky was purple and red, the face of the girl under the tree was like the morning glow, and she wanted to talk again.
Chunshan was silent and silent, and it was difficult to complain in front of people.
"Miss, the master sent someone to deliver a message, it's time to go back."
A small cyan sedan chair is gradually moving away, the body of the sedan chair is wrapped in silk, and the bead curtain that rises with the wind is blocked by cloud yarn, and it is impossible to see Qian Kun clearly.
The little maid came to urge, Meng Ge left in a hurry, and he couldn't hear the words that the man was about to blurt out.
"If it's you, why arrange it?"
Yueqing muttered to herself and smiled lightly, with a bit of a taste of self-appreciation, and even the surrounding scenery lost its color.
A large ship stood on the shore, and there were two maidservants at the mouth of the boat to welcome the guests, both wearing tender pink tulle, with a figure like a willow, and a picturesque smile on their faces.
The golden-clad sons and veiled ladies on the shore were introduced one after another.
The mist was hazy, and the boat moved slowly, and on the way, two long water marks were scratched on the surface of the lake, and the wide lotus leaves were forced to separate, and the hull of the boat stopped right in the blue leaves and red lotus.
She sat in the boat, and he stood at the head of the bridge, looking at each other from a distance, looking at each other and smiling.
Only because of the sense of Jun a review, so that I think of Jun Dynasty and twilight, if yesterday met is the first acquaintance, today goodbye is fate.
There is a pair of shadows reflected on the surface of the lake, white shirts and red clothes, black hair and green silk, indescribable harmony.
"In the next Yueqing, dare to ask the girl's name?"
"Sheng Jing, Meng Ge."
"Forgive me for being abrupt, the girl can have a marriage match, but she is willing to marry you?"
"Naturally, I am willing."
"A couple for a lifetime."
"The white heads are inseparable."
"Wrong."
"yes, I think it's going to be smooth."
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