The usually empty empty moon street outside the drunken immortal building was very lively this morning, bustling and crowded. The streets were crowded with flowing horse-drawn carriages, and many young men in a hurry were heading in one direction, and there was a parade area by the Qiushui River.

At this time, I saw that on the main road, a group of people caused a commotion as soon as they appeared, only to see two rows of pipes in white clothes in front of them, and behind them were flowery floats all the way, and a large number of pipes and maids were clustered around the front and back of the floats.

Under the opening of the road by many stewards, each float walked slowly under the pull of two horses, and the shouts around it came and went, crowding each other, eager to rush up to dismantle the cart to see what kind of beauty it was, if it weren't for the fact that Pinghai City also dispatched the government officials to maintain order on the side of the street, I was afraid that they would not be able to reach their destination at all.

The shouts outside the building one after another made Bai Moran, who likes to be lively, unable to calm down, mainly as soon as there was a gap, he went to the side of the platform to peep, and was called back by Chunxiang every time.

"Chunlan, the director on the second floor is still there! Don't let her see it, if you offend her, you will suffer it in the future."

Pulling Bai Moran back again, Chunxiang reminded in a low voice.

Bai Moran smiled embarrassedly, and obediently ran to the door to line up, but at this moment, the building was empty, and there were no drinkers coming at all.

"Chunxiang, Chunlian, you help watch, I'm going to the boat to help"

At this time, a middle-aged woman of about thirty walked upstairs and said a word, and then turned around and left.

At this time, a drunkard exclaimed excitedly.

"Wow, the main thing is finally gone"

Then they all looked at Chunxiang and Chunlian pitifully, Chunxiang sighed, looked at Chunlian and shook her head with a smile and said, "Okay, leave someone at the door to keep guard, you have to go to the balcony to see, but once a drinker comes, you must receive it immediately"

"Okay" Before Haruka finished speaking, everyone had already rushed to the building.

After the float passed through the Zuixian Building, turned left at the intersection and entered the alley, and soon they came to a small stream that joined the Qiushui River, only to see that the stream was full of all kinds of large and small pleasure boats, and the banks were densely covered with many men who came to watch, and even many women.

Mo Ran's curiosity was too strong, and while Chunlan was not paying attention, she sneaked downstairs, and then quickly walked out of the back door, walked through a few paths, and quickly came to the riverside, squeezing into the crowd like a long dragon.

At this time, I saw that the float slowly stopped by the stream, and the head of the float was much more beautiful than the float behind, there was a layer of parasols on the float, and the specifications of the pipes and maids on both sides were also a higher level, and the body was decorated with countless flowers, colorful, purple and red.

At this time, the maids on both sides of the pearl curtain of the float were lifted on both sides, only to see a Tingting jade, beautiful girl with a small fan slowly walked out of the float, only to see her wearing a white mopping smoke cage plum blossom water skirt, the skirt is a layer of thin as a mist of cage yarn, covered with moon satin embroidered magnolia butterfly clothes, the cuffs are embroidered with delicate gold butterflies, a few lace lace is hooked on the chest placket, and a standard cross bun is inserted on it. There are beaded tassels hanging on the top of the step, and when you walk, the tassels are swaying, and the face is slightly powdered, but it is as charming as the moon, and the eye waves are looking forward to the brilliance.

Seeing the girl who had not yet grown up, the onlookers suddenly became even more crazy, and when Bai Moran saw this person, a shadow instantly appeared on his face, and a cold color flashed in his eyes, that person was not someone else, it was Zhongli Ziwei who wanted to put himself to death with Zhang Mingqian by the Qiushui River before.

She smiled smugly amid the frantic cheers of the crowd, and then carried her skirt down the steps with the help of the maid. And the girls in the float behind also followed, including Lu Shuixian, who was tied for the top eight in the previous children's art hall assessment.

They each boarded their own boat or boat.

At this time, there was a burst of music in the river not far away, the music was beautiful and beautiful, but Mo Ran heard a strong sense of sadness from it.

After a while, a few flower boats full of flowers slowly rowed towards the center of the river, while other pleasure boats and flower boats rowed away from the area.

And in the cheers of everyone, I saw a huge flower boat in the stream, slowly rowing, the boat is also full of colorful flowers, very beautiful, on both sides of the flower boat are standing dancing girls wearing flower branches, all graceful.

After a while, the flower boat crossed the stone bridge full of people standing at the mouth of the stream, and everyone kept their eyes on this beautiful flower boat.

The dancers on the flower boat began to dance slowly to the music, and Zhongli Ziwei slowly moved out of the canopy under the gaze and joy of everyone, and with her footsteps, her posture flowed, with her long eyebrows, wonderful eyes, fingers, waist, and the beaded flowers on her bun, and the white water skirt around her waist; There are also her delicate dance steps, the ringing bells around her, moving slowly like a light cloud, turning like a whirlwind, and dancing with a faint sadness in the music.

Suddenly, her brows furrowed, showing infinite sorrow; Suddenly, he smiled and showed boundless joy; Suddenly, the sideways eyelashes drooped, showing a low and tactful shyness; suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him, showing the fury of the storm; Suddenly, he gently touched his forehead and touched his arms, painted his eyes and eyebrows, and performed delicate and proper makeup; Suddenly, he stood upright, pressed the arrow and drew the bow, so that the sound of the strings could almost be heard! In the carnival of dancing, she forgot about the cheering crowd around her, and she forgot about herself. She only cared about doing her best, using her flexible and skillful dance steps and waist to give everyone who came to see her face a feast of white birds dancing.

Finally, in the province of everyone's cheers, the flower boat slowly sailed into the stone bridge at the mouth of the stream, and then docked at the edge of the stream, and then another flower boat slowly rowed out, and there was a girl holding a pipa on the boat, wearing a right water blue fluffy purple gauze skirt, a purple belt around the waist, it seemed that the figure was slender and breathless, and there was a golden silk Tongling jade hanging in front of the neck, adding a light and elegant atmosphere, and the head was also holding a cross bun, with a butterfly dotted jade hairpin, and then pinching a magnolia. It looks fresh, beautiful and elegant.

Dai's eyebrows are light, the cherry lips are undyed and red, exuding the breath of a noble girl, elegant and temperamental, but she is holding a pipa in her arms, which makes it difficult to imagine that she is a daughter of a family.

"She looks really beautiful, but why is her character so unmatched?"

Mo Ran is also quite indifferent to the landing narcissus, but based on his appearance and temperament alone, Mo Ran is still very sure.

Her ten fingers fluctuate, the sound of the graceful piano is like a quiet night, the trickle of fine water, melodious like the water of the spring river, and the clarity is like the chrysanthemum of nine autumns, and everyone is intoxicated.

When the flower boat sailed to the middle of the river, the beautiful song came slowly:

Snow falls into the sky

The singer sings sadly

Since ancient times, there have been many weeping

Tears wash Bodhi

Heroes draw swords

The song is sparsely populated

Who knows that tomorrow will be separation

On the stage, I hope to cherish the copy

....

Sing a parting song

Who's in Jun's arms

Yesterday we were together

Tonight we are separated again

The singer laughed at the tears

A tragic drama is gone

End of chapter