When they came out of the twilight hotel, the hour was just right, it was the most lively time of the Shangyuan Festival, Green Tangerine and Mozhu followed behind Qi Shu, Lian'er was supporting Qi Luo, and no one around Ning Ze followed.

Ning Ze is in a hurry, the subordinate he arranged should be about to come over with the lamp, but there are so many people here, it must be inconvenient to give it, so what should he do with his rabbit lamp?

"Qi Luo, how's it going? If we're drunk, we'll go home. Qi Shu suggested that if Qi Luo was drunk and drunk, it would not be good for them to lose their temper after drinking, so it was better for them to go back early.

"Sister, I'm not drunk, you see that the prince came out to enjoy the Yuan Festival, we can't be disappointed, can we?" Qi Luo smiled and declined.

"Well, well, let's walk along Xizi Street and go to the painting boat on the other side of Asakusa Lake." Qi Shu proposed.

Ning Ze patrolled around and found that his subordinates were hiding not far away, and when his eyes met, he shook his head slightly, signaling not to act rashly, the subordinates were also clever, and found that there were many women standing next to the prince, but there were only two rabbit lamps, and they must not be able to distinguish them.

Listening to Qi Shu's plan, Ning Ze has nothing to object, and then wait and see, what if there is a chance to be alone?

The maids followed behind the three of them, because of their good looks, they attracted a lot of attention, as the flow of people walked to the end of the street, there were many people, and there were some crowds next to them, Qi Shu tightly pulled Qi Luo and did not dare to be dispersed by the flow of people, and Ning Ze's eyes fell on Qi Shu's body intentionally or unintentionally, very concerned.

"Miss, just now I asked the second child of the Duchun Tavern, there is a fortune telling on the Fushou Bridge, a poetry meeting is held on the Lover's Bridge, and a lantern riddle is guessing on the Zaosheng Bridge, we are here at the Fushou Bridge, can we go first?" Mo Zhu took a step forward and asked Qi Shu, who walked to his side.

Qi Shu pursed her lips and hesitated, she wanted to go.

"Where's the prince?" Qi Shu asked.

Ning Ze was suddenly a little stunned by the question, and subconsciously said that he was going to hold a lover's bridge for the poetry meeting.

Qi Luo also whispered, "Sister, I want to go to the poetry club." He tugged at her sleeve and looked at her longingly.

Qi Shu took a deep breath, knowing what Qi Luo was planning, if King Guanghan could take a fancy to her, it would be her blessing, if she couldn't look down on her, don't blame her, who was a sister, for not creating a chance for them, if Ning Ze was the kind of person who was easy to be seduced by women at will, then he would not be her lover.

"In this way, please take my sister to the Lover's Bridge, I and the maids want to go to the Fushou Bridge to calculate a hexagram, and so on." Qi Shu said with a smile.

But in Ning Ze's eyes, it's not so refreshing, what's going on, return him to someone else? How could Ah Shu do that?! Wouldn't it be a bit excessive?!

But before he could argue, Qi Shu had already pulled the maid and walked away, leaving Qi Luo who was looking at him with shame and joy on his face.

Qi Shu, who walked against the crowd, looked at the bright lights in front of him, and his still happy mood suddenly became a little stuffy, but thinking that he was equivalent to a person who had married once, others were kind to you, maybe they sympathized with you and pitied you, don't fantasize, how can you not keep your heart when you are taken care of at will?

"Miss, when you arrive, be careful when you go to the bridge." This arch bridge has dozens of steps up and down, some steep, and it is better to be careful if there are so many people.

Qi Shu nodded, picked up the hem of his skirt and walked up, thinking about asking for something if he was going to tell the hexagram, always thinking about asking something.

Holding on to the railing of the stone bridge and walking up slowly, when I was about to walk a few steps to the place where the bridge was set up to set up a stall to tell fortunes, a graceful woman dressed in white and wearing a cloak passed by Qi Shu's side, bringing a burst of incense, smelling very special, some like wood, yes, it is the smell of newly chopped wood, so strange.

Qi Shu turned around and looked at it several times, this woman covered her face and couldn't describe it, if she could see it, she should be a wonderful person.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Shu walked to the bridge, glanced at it, and saw that there were eight tables supported there, and one table and two stools were assigned to a fortune teller.

Green orange said that every year, there will be a wandering gentleman or someone from the temple who will come to tell fortunes for people, and as for how much money to give, it is given at will.

Qi Shu said to the hexagram that he didn't dare to believe in it, that is, he would be suspicious.

Seeing that there were people around the eight tables, Qi Shu casually picked one person to wait less, so that the queue was also faster. She was waiting for an old man who was dressed simply, with a very fresh face, like a reader, not like a fortune teller.

There are many old people and young women, and I am afraid that I will not believe him because of his appearance.

"Sir, I'm ......" Qi Shu sat down on the stool and was about to speak. But he was interrupted by the husband.

"Girl, since you are here to tell the fortune, you must be sincere and move as you wish, otherwise you will not smash my signboard?" The old man smiled slightly, and Qi Shu felt a little weak in his heart. How does he know? It's a mess in my head, that is, it's a random calculation.

"Yes, sir." Qi Shu obediently reported his birthday.

The old man groaned slightly, reaching out to play with the tortoise shell on the table.

I was dazed and heard him say a lot of words that he didn't understand, probably some of the contents of Zhou Yili. Qi Shu could only listen patiently.

"The world is born by the sun and the moon, the descendants of the hexagram start the next life at noon, and the descendants of the three sons and grandchildren of the Yin Wu Wu are born in the next life, and they are born together. There are many people who like and pursue the hexagram master, and the so-called peach blossoms are blooming. But the hexagram is six chong, there is no union in life, life cannot be dissolved, and marriage is difficult to achieve. The hexagram owner is afraid that he already has someone he likes, but the other party is empty, the other party is not real, although you have a heart, but the other party has no intention, this relationship can only be empty and worried. The current relationship of the hexagram master is all flowers but no fruits, and everything is difficult to achieve. ”

At the end, the old man used this paragraph to summarize his statement and announce Qi Shu's current marital status. It's not a very good divination, Qi Shu has to say that his heart is still a little gloomy.

The maid next to her was a little angry after hearing the old man's words, and wanted to come forward to reason with him, isn't this cursing their young lady for not being able to marry? It's too much, even if he says it with a smile.

Qi Shu grabbed the green orange and shook his head, since the hexagram has been calculated, then there is no need to delay here, it is better to hurry up and go to the lover's bridge to find the prince and sister, originally I wanted to calculate the hexagram on a whim.

"Thank you, sir, Mozhu, give the money to sir."

"Yes, miss."

Since you have to go down from the other end of the bridge, you have to go down from the other end, which is called no turning back, and it also means auspiciousness, Qi Shu went to the opposite bank of Xizi Street, and then raised his feet to go to the Lover's Bridge, to see the poetry meeting there, and by the way to meet Ning Ze and Qi Luo.

The lights were very brilliant, except for being crowded and lively, Qi Shu couldn't think of any adjectives to describe the scene in front of him, and as time passed, there were more and more people. Green Tangerine and Mozhu carefully protected Qi Shu, dragging her arm desperately, Qi Shu felt that he was about to be torn in half.

Helplessly, when he was moving slowly to the front, he was scattered by the flow of people. I don't know where a group of people came from, dancing dragons and lions, desperately squeezing in Xizi Street, there were already many people, so it was like boiling porridge overflowing.

Qi Shu really regretted it, he knew that he would go back to his house when he came out of the Twilight Tavern, which was too crowded, who said that he couldn't go back? Can she go back if she wants to?

Now that he is separated from the maid and can't move to the lover's bridge, Qi Shu really has a headache. Anyway, it's a free trip, take a step at a time.

Moved forward with difficulty and walked in the direction of the Lover's Bridge, made an appointment where to meet, and met there, and then went out to go shopping to celebrate the festival in the future, I must tie a rope to my body, so that I will never get lost again.

By the time Qi Shu finally moved to the place, there was no room for anyone on the lover's bridge to go up, and no one could go down. The men and women huddled together, their faces all different. Qi Shu saw clearly, some were shy and happy, some were impatient, some looked around, and the crying of children and the scolding of the elderly were mixed with chaos.

Leaning on the bridge, Qi Shu thought about boarding it when the others were a little evacuated.

Fortunately, there were a lot of people, and Qi Shu deliberately avoided it, and a few men who came up to talk didn't dare to blatantly go too far, and after Qi Shu refused, no one came to disturb him anymore.

Huh? Isn't this the woman in white just now?

I don't know when there was a person standing in front of Qi Shu, it was the woman he had just met on the Fushou Bridge, the one who covered her face with a cloak.

What a coincidence. Qi Shu was a little curious, but he didn't dare to rush forward to ask, for fear of alarming the woman, if it was a woman.

"Bang dang!" A gong sounded, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and then a lot of whispers were born.

"Today's poetry jackpot can get a thousand gold, and I hope that all the learned people will express their true feelings to the beautiful scenery of this bright moon festival!" After the gong striker had finished saying this, the voice on the lover's bridge suddenly became louder again.

Also, this jackpot is enough to make people's hearts move. Ah, facing this empty moon, Qi Shu felt that he was only full of depression and physical fatigue, where did he have any interest in composing poetry again? He pursed his lips, looked at the crowd on the bridge again, and sighed helplessly.

Suddenly, an arm stretched out in front of Qi Shu, holding a leather kettle in his hand, but the taste that came over should be wine.

Qi Shu looked at the person who handed her the wine, was it the woman in white?

"Wait for someone?" The other party spoke, and his voice was very soft and low, which was unexpectedly good.

"Yes, thank you for your kindness, I've had a drink." Qi Shuwan refused, after all, he was no one he knew, so naturally he couldn't eat this wine indiscriminately.

The other party chuckled twice, walked closer to Qi Shu and continued: "Look at the girl, she should also be a person who likes poetry and books, how about I test you?" I'm also waiting for someone below, just passing the time with the girl when I'm bored and bored, and I'm talking to the girl for a moment or two, all around are mostly men, and it's inconvenient to move around, but it's annoying that the end of the conversation also has a little coquettish meaning, Qi Shu can't cry or laugh, what kind of people are you meeting today.

Her words were also to lower Qi Shu's vigilance, it was just a boring conversation.

"Yes, please." Qi Shu responded briskly.

The corners of his mouth under the cloak of worry involuntarily curled, and he pondered deeply.

Unexpectedly, firecrackers suddenly rose, and a large number of fireworks suddenly rose in the night sky in the southeast direction, which was half the sky, and the lively crowd suddenly let out a sound of amazement.

There is a flash of inspiration from worry!

took a step forward and said to the fireworks in the sky for a long time: "Thousands of trees bloom on the night of the east wind." More blows down, stars like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. "How? This should be the right time.

Bursts of fireworks rise, to the air when the bloom falls, although the crowd is crowded and noisy, but there are also moments of amazement and silence, I heard the chanting of sorrow here, and suddenly felt that this situation and this scene and this word are the icing on the cake!

A scholar in Tsing Yi repeated it, and nodded in admiration again and again: "Beautiful, beautiful!" The words are so poor that I don't even dare to comment, and I don't dare to continue the next que, for fear of revealing my timidity and making people laugh at it.