Lige turned his head and pointed at himself, looking confused: "Me? Are you shouting at Ben Gongzi? ”

"Well, that's you!" Hearing this, Xiaoqiu guarded Lige behind her like a hen protecting her chickens, staring at this arrogant man of unknown origin.

"Tell me, how much?" The voice is thin, the owner of the voice is short, the face is like Fu Fan, and when he looks at it, he knows that it is released from the palace, half a man.

"Huh? What is how much is it? Lige asked unhappily.

"How many silver taels of juice do you have in your hand, my grandfather is going to buy it." The guy looked very arrogant and arrogant, but it turned out that there was someone behind him. Lige looked behind him and saw a man in purple standing behind him.

, the best! Lige sighed in his heart.

An extremely beautiful man, with a smooth and fair face, an angular cold handsomeness, dark and deep eyes, thick eyebrows, a tall nose, a beautiful lip shape, and the most fatal thing is that the light purple shirt on the upper body of the person is slightly wet, and the thin sweat seeps out through the shirt, which highlights the original excellent body even more exquisitely. The body is like a jade tree, and the chest is broad, and I want to touch it.

Seeing Lige in a daze, Xiaoqiu secretly pulled off her sleeve, and she came back to her senses, took a sip of herself, and touched anything, Xiao Mochen was gone. Thinking of this, Lige continued to look at the man in purple presumptuously, well, Xiao Mochen is better looking, although this person is good-looking, he doesn't eat.

Lige stared at the man in purple playfully, pinched his chin with his hand, and then drank the juice in the gourd in one gulp, and gave a long burp in the stunned eyes of the one and a half men.

And the gray-clothed man on the opposite side pinched the orchid angrily and pointed at Lige: "You! You! You. The flesh on his face trembled.

Li Ge wiped his mouth arrogantly, raised his eyebrows, and whistled crisply at the man in purple, looking very frivolous and obscene and debauched: "Say, how many silver taels does your grandfather have?" Ben Gongzi bought it! ”

Xiaoqiu: ". ”

Man in Gray: "! ”

Man in purple: "!! ”

"Bold fanatic! You, do you know who my grandfather is? Watch your head! The gray-clothed man's voice was so sharp, he plucked out his ears and laughed at the other party's ignorance and courage: "Then do you know who this son is?" In Jinling City, no one has seen this son without a detour, has the little overlord of Jinling heard of it? It's my son! Don't talk nonsense, how much silver is your grandfather for two nights, if you don't sell it, just say it, don't delay my son's time, Lin'er of the Thousand Painting Pavilion is waiting for my son. ”

The man in gray is so manly that his face is the color of pig liver, and the man in purple, huh? His eyes were full of water, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or frightened.

The style of the two paintings of the master and servant is really Qingqi, "It's not for sale, right?" Ben Gongzi took his leave. Lige pulled Xiaoqiu and walked forward, and when he was farther away, Xiaoqiu laughed: "Miss, you are too powerful, you look at their faces, I don't know where the hairy boy came from, dare to be presumptuous in front of the little overlord of Jinling." ”

Li Ge tightened his little face, and always felt that Xiaoqiu's words were strange: "From the palace, it is estimated which prince is it." ”

"Ahh Xiaoqiu exclaimed, "Then Miss, are you still playing tricks?" ”

"My brother said, there is no good person in the Tian family, just to trick him, and I am dressed up like this now, he can't find me even if he wants to settle accounts after the autumn, what are you afraid of."

Not long after leaving the song, a miserable cry was heard from behind, and the lime on the wall was shocked to lose a layer of skin, and the birds that were napping in the trees were also so frightened that they almost fell off.

"Nine, Ninth Master." The man in gray cautiously shouted to the man who was sitting on the ground and rolling around.

I saw that the man had a handful of snot and tears, crying all over the ground, beating his chest and falling to his feet, it was really sad to see the tears: "Did Lao Tzu tear down the Yuelao Temple in his last life, ah, so he was born to fight with women in this life?" ”

He stopped and wrung a handful of snot fiercely, wiped it on the hem of the man in gray, and continued to shout for heaven and earth: "Lao Tzu was bullied by Luo Sheng's black-hearted sister in the palace all day long, and finally went out of the palace, and was caught by Shen Zhijie's evil woman to do coolies, and now the juice can't be grabbed, and I don't know how to torture me when I go back, now, now I meet a woman casually on the road, and I dare to tease Lao Tzu and insult Lao Tzu!" ”

The man in gray dragged his clothes back with a disgusted expression, he didn't expect that since the man who was chirping was a woman, now the women outside the palace have degenerated like this? It's really people's hearts are not ancient, and the world is declining.

"Mantou, go back and tell my father, Lao Tzu won't go back to the palace! Lao Tzu wants to shave his hair! Lao Tzu wants to enter Xiangguo Temple! ”

Mantou reminded him sympathetically: "Ninth Master, there is a little princess in Xiangguo Temple." ”

Hearing this, the ninth master was dumbfounded, once from blood and tears to shock, and then to heartache, and finally his heart was like ashes, he stood up and wiped his face, straightened his clothes, and looked like he was resigned to his fate: "Forget it, the monk is bareheaded, ugly, and can't marry a wife, Lao Tzu still wants to marry Shen Zhijie's woman back to the house, and use her husband to squeeze her all day long and bully her to retaliate against her." Steamed buns, go, go to Taifu's Mansion to restore your life, Lao Tzu will go to the fifth brother to hide first. ”

The steamed bun was petrified instantly, and he called his grandfather ruthless in his heart.

The "ruthless" lord patted him on the shoulder and looked at him reluctantly: "Go with confidence, this king will help you take care of your family." ”

Mantou: Pawn.

Summer is always long and difficult, and Suzaku Street is a bluestone paved road lined with sparse stalls selling fruits and vegetables, exotic knick-knacks, and rouge gouache. On summer afternoons, people always feel stuffy and sleepy, most of the vendors hide in the shade and take a nap, and there are few pedestrians on the street, only occasionally one or two hurried tourists walk by, or the family of a large family walks slowly with their burdens.

And in the tea shop next to a stone bridge, a group of rude men with their sleeves rolled up and open clothes sat heaps, drinking tea and talking loudly about the war between the north and the south.

"The day before yesterday, General Luohe fought a thief in the battle of Hanguan Valley! General Fang is still a hero in the twilight of his life, and he still has to rely on young people at critical moments."

"Who says it's not, although General Luo is young, he leads the army in a good way, and bravely kills countless enemies on the front line, and the departure is in the rear to strategize and make decisions for thousands of miles, they join forces, the little barbarian in Beiyi, I gamble with my head, they can't stand it for seven days!"

"With these two gods, this battle will definitely be won, what are we worried about, come, drink!"

The news of the good news from the front line, the mood of the whole of Nanchu was optimistic and peaceful, but in the distant Beiyi, it was the opposite, the people of the north fell into panic and unrest, once the Beiyi was defeated, they would face the ruin of the country and the destruction of the family.

At the same time, a girl's cry came from Beiyi Castle: "Why me? Why me! ”

"Xue'er, the front-line soldiers are retreating one after another, and seeing that the cavalry of Southern Chu is about to step into the Taihang Palace, it is now necessary to seek peace to protect my Beiyi." The woman's voice was miserable.

"So what? Why me, and why me? I just said that since I was a child, my father avoided me like a snake and scorpion, and recently, the threshold of our yard has been broken by him, and it turns out that he has this mind. Father, he has so many daughters, all of whom have grown up in the palm of his hand since childhood, and now that Beiyi is in trouble, he is reluctant to let them suffer, so he will sacrifice me without hesitation? I haven't enjoyed the treatment of a princess for a day, my father has never looked at me squarely, and the entire Beiyi has never treated me favorably for a day, why should I share my worries for him, why should I sacrifice myself for them! ”

"Shut up, don't say such a rebellious thing," the woman's voice was sharp, and the quarrel was intermittent, and it did not subside for a long time.

This world is inherently unfair, the winner is happy, the loser is hurt, and the first to be sacrificed is always the one who is not loved.

"The Book of the Later Han Dynasty says that in the midsummer moon, everything is prosperous. In the summer, the yin qi sprouts, and the fear of things is not ...... Therefore, on May 5, Zhu Suo and the five-color seal were used as the door decoration to prevent the evil spirit. Liyu chattered endlessly, Lige listened to the drowsy over there, she couldn't understand, a small festival, my brother attaches so much importance to it every year, and it is more grand than the Spring Festival.

"Brother, I don't want to take a bath in wormwood today." Lige pinched the zongzi in her hand into a flower, the flower was crooked, and the meat filling inside was faintly visible, she picked it up and admired it carefully in the sun, and opened her mouth with satisfaction.

Xiao Qiu on the other side of the table saw Lige's appearance, and she knew that the zongzi in her hand must have been prepared for Xiao Mochen, so when she handed over the stuffing just now, she secretly added several handfuls of salt, heh, salty will not kill you. Xiaoqiu buried her head in the sauce, thinking happily, when suddenly, a brown appeared in front of her.

Lige shook the zongzi and said happily, "This zongzi is beautiful, it matches you very well, this one will be eaten for you first, you have to recognize it, don't take it wrong." ”

Xiao Qiu's face froze, petrified, and Mu Ne nodded. I screamed bitterly in my heart, sure enough, people still can't do bad things.

As soon as Lige put down her empty hand, Liyu put a delicate and small zongzi in her hand, which was in the shape of a little rabbit, and said gently: "Since you don't want to use wormwood, then you don't need it." ”

Lige nodded his rabbit head and smiled happily at Liyu. The girl's smiling eyes were bright, her eyes seemed to have mist, like the bright stars falling into the lake, and Liyu smiled, and her smiling eyes were equally bright and moving

"Brother, I've always been curious, why do you attach so much importance to the Duanyang Festival?" The gentleman cooks far away, and he hates the smell of oil smoke the most on weekdays, but whenever he goes to Duanyang, he always likes to find ingredients with them and make zongzi together, which shows the degree of importance he attaches to it.

Xiaoqiu on the side also nodded in agreement, she didn't want to miss all about Liyu's preferences.

It's just that Liyu didn't give them the answer they wanted, Duanyang Festival is another beginning of his life, this is his original words.

Lige didn't ask, just sighed at the various inexplicable plots of cultured people, but Xiaoqiu seemed to understand and didn't want to understand.

As soon as Liyu left the house, Lige picked out the best-looking zongzi and stuffed it in his sleeve and sneaked out of the house. On this day, in the capital, the palace and the folk are full of lanterns, Jin Wu can't help the night, the longitudinal women enjoy the sightseeing, there are activities such as racing, lantern riddles, hundred operas, fireworks and other activities in the city, and the liveliness of the Shangyuan Festival is no different.

On such a special day, of course, I have to go to see him. Leaving the song, she began to can't wait to see Xiao Mochen and listen to his newly learned singing.