Chu Fan rotated the iron ruler between his fingers a few times and put it in his arms. First go to the wonton stew shop to extinguish the fire, then turn around and walk to Li Lao'er's shop, stretch out his palm, and say:

"Daddy Li, thanks to the old man for taking care of Li Su's mother and daughter. There is no return, please accept this ingot of gold......"

Li Lao'er hurriedly excused himself, and he couldn't even say it.

Chu Fan couldn't help but say, put the gold on his table, and said with a smile:

"Daddy doesn't accept it, he just looks down on me...... In fact, half of the gold is the rent of Li Su's shop, so you can't do it if you don't collect it. From today onwards, the wonton stew shop will be closed, and she will leave with me. Well, that, it's not coming with me. That one...... It's to help cook at my eldest brother Shi Mengshi's big catcher's house. In the future, if Li Su's relatives come from Yunmeng, you will tell you to turn right from the Judge Temple and go to the last one in Wuyi Lane to look for it. No, the last one is my sister Chu Ling's, and the penultimate one is ......"

The more Chu Fan spoke, the more he felt that he couldn't explain clearly, so he simply put down the gold coin and turned around and left.

Li Lao'er stretched out his hand to call, but stopped again.

The people next to him looked directly at the ingot of gold and were envious.

A woman muttered, "I'm cooking well...... As long as Gongzi Chu is willing to let me go, I would rather not have money......"

Poof, someone next to him teased:

"Thirty tofu scum of a woman, you can look in the mirror and save it. Li Su is only twenty years old, born with such a good color, and is well-read, literate, and hyphenation......"

Someone answered:

"My daughter is only fifteen, and she is a good girl, and she looks handsome. When I go back today, I will tell her to cook and study......"

Hahaha, everyone laughed.

An old man coughed twice and said:

"Don't talk nonsense, things are not what you think. The little old man was in the vegetable market, and he personally heard Chu Baizhi say that Li Su's father Yunmeng sacrificial wine was his mentor, and he wanted to help one or two ......"

As soon as these words came out, the bottom suddenly became a pot of porridge.

"I said that the two of them have only met a few times, why do they frown, it turns out that they have a fate......"

"Maybe back then, on the wall, Lang was a concubine and was beaten with a stick......"

"If you know each other, why did you pretend not to know them earlier? Why didn't you just pick them up?"

"Oh, you move the pig brain...... When she was in Yunmeng, Li Su was a young lady and stayed at home. If there is no matchmaker's words, how can a father's disciple and a scholar know each other? It must be that the prince of Chu has admired her for a long time, and only learned that she was in trouble in the past few days after arriving in Yangwu...... You said that if you take people away directly, and you have no name and no share, won't you become a thief and rob your relatives? You have to wait until you settle down, and then slowly think about it......"

......

Although the voice of the discussion was very low, it all drifted into someone's ear.

Just after killing the Quartet, the majestic Chu Shenstick stumbled and almost fell.

Most of the onlookers followed the catch to the vegetable market to watch the excitement, but the little half stayed and waited for Li Su and Chu Fan to meet. The fire of gossip is burning, and it always feels like things are not over.

At this moment, a large group of women carrying baskets poured out at the entrance of the road leading to the city. But at the front were six young Zhou Zheng's white servants, opening the way, pressing the formation, and commanding more than a dozen porters.

When the porters arrived in front of the wonton stew shop, without saying a word, they first moved away the table and bench that Chu Fan was resting on the middle of the street, and then swept the floor diligently, carefully covering the blood stains with loess.

The six white servants shouted and drove away the dogs scurrying all over the street, and the women who were late to buy vegetables were not in a hurry to rush to the vegetable market, but stood under the eaves of the shops and watched blankly.

The onlookers were puzzled by the second monk, and they were all amazed.

In less than a cup of tea, the street in front of the wonton stew shop was refreshed and clean.

The porters were divided into two groups, one group continued to sweep along the road from which they came, and the other group followed behind to scatter dirt to pave the road. The two groups were very busy, stretching all the way to the corner of the Judge's Temple.

At this time, four more bucket bearers came from the bend, scooping and splashing water as they went.

Loess paves the road, clear water and clean streets!

Obediently, it's terrible!

This is not the rhythm of ordinary people's travel.

Even the county keeper and the county commander didn't dare to enjoy such honor, could it be that the marquis was coming?

Three years ago, Li Hou came to Yangwu, and the county town paved the road with loess half a day in advance, and Qingshui cleaned the street. The banner is overwhelming, and the pomp is so big that the hillbillies in the small county town are dumbfounded, and they are still talking about it today.

Who is coming?

Why are you in a filthy market?

Is it to put on a huge show just to buy a little cabbage?

Six white servants began to maintain order, and the pushers were pressed and pushed. People huddled in a heap, stretched their necks like geese, and stood on tiptoe to look out.

It's coming, it's coming...... The sharp-eyed do-gooders began to shout indiscriminately.

I saw two oily black buffaloes, pulling a large cart with a partial mantle from the intersection of the judge's temple and slowly turning over.

Hush...... Onlookers were disappointed.

It doesn't seem to be a nobleman.

There is no front-wheel drive to rely on, and the style of the car is too ordinary, even the big squires outside the city are more luxurious than this.

The crowd at the end closest to the intersection chattered.

"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 car is designated to be rented. On weekdays, I also send off passengers to the countryside, and I can't walk too far, and I have sat on it. ”

"Why don't you take the official road to send off guests? ”

"You can go out of the city by passing through the fang market to the base of the city wall, and then turning to the north gate...... But isn't it a long detour? The roads are also very congested. ”

"There must be something strange about this......"

The ox cart had a curtain of green cloth in front of it, 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, isn't it Du Qiuniang of Lan Kwai Le Fang? I heard that she was originally very popular in Qingyun County, and she sang a song to move the Hou, and she once taught good people to wear clothes after dancing. It's a pity that after the flower letter, the old age and decay came to our Yangwu. That's also the top card of Lan Kwai Le Fang, and you can't play without a few dozen taels of silver. ”

"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, with all the zheng, piano, sheng, and flute, and it seems that they are going to the countryside to celebrate the birthday of an old lady. ”

"No, no. Which old lady can let the white servants open the way, the loess paves the road, and the water clears the street? Besides, it's just a Lefang team passing by, isn't it necessary to put on a huge pomp and show the blind?"

"If it is reasonable, there must be something strange about this matter......"

The ox cart drove past the wonton stew shop two feet away and then stopped.

Everyone held their instruments and did not get out of the car.

Du Qiuniang's slender jade fingers flicked on the pipa.

The clear sound of Zheng Zheng Zheng sounded, as if the bright moon was shining, the river was sparkling, and the flowers on the land side of the river were in full bloom.

Then the sound of the zither and the piano joined, cheerful and lively, but not noisy, such as Tsing Yi Zhucui, not far away and not close to follow the beauty in the forest under the moon......

The crisp jingle of the bell rang once or twice after a long time, and then the sheng sounded, and the distant hole flute swept through the depths of the clouds like a breeze.

The mirror-like river holds a small boat, the boy is happy, but the scholar is lonely and independent of the bow, looking at the beauty from afar, and his heart is moving. After sighing for a while, I went to see the white clouds, Jiang Yue, and the flower forest......

The movement here in the market was too noisy, and it took a long time, which attracted many people to watch the excitement.

There were several scholars in the crowd, and one of them, who seemed to be proficient in music, suddenly exclaimed:

"This, this is "Spring River Flower Moon Night", which has just been circulated from the Tang Kingdom...... 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 from generation to generation, 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 the Acacia Mingyue Tower......"

The people on the side are all peddlers and pawns, and on weekdays, at most gongs and drums are noisy, where have they ever heard such an elegant tune?

Da Da Da ......

Two snow-white horses pulled a small cart with an oil wall.

The big man leopard who drove the car had bearded eyes, soapy leather with a hanging knife, and his eyes did not squint.

Exclamations on both sides came and went.

Look, isn't this Shi Mengshi's big head catcher, how can he personally drive the carriage and horses?

The car was quite small, with brocade curtains hanging from the front and rear. The wall of the car is exquisitely carved, emitting a moist glow, and a faint fragrance emanates.

It turned out to be an oil-walled incense car.

However, the first attraction is not the carriage, nor the driving Shi Meng, but the four young girls walking in front of and behind the car. The four of them were gorgeously dressed, carrying a flower basket on her left arm and throwing flower petals all over the sky with her right hand.

Flowers paving the way?

Obedient, obedient...... Disastrous!

The onlookers were dumbfounded like puppets.

After autumn, the flowers wither, and only chrysanthemums, osmanthus, yueji, and begonias bloom are few. Flowers in the flower market are very expensive, and one flower may cost a penny.

It was not the petals of the flowers, but the bare silver.

It's not uncommon to throw silver.

The key is that people in this era have only heard of the myth of the Heavenly Maiden scattering flowers, and have never seen such a romantic tone in real life.

The oil wall incense cart stopped in front of the wonton stew shop.

Two white servants carried the ends of a roll of red silk and spread it from the back of the car to the shop.

Behave, behave, behave...... Disastrous!

First loess paving, clear water clean street. Then the song "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" was touching, followed by the goddess scattering flowers, and the red silk cushioned ...... Waves of intense stimulation are dreamy and breathless.

By this time, even fools knew that Youbi Xiangche was here to pick up Li Su's mother and daughter.

Shi Meng's lady got out of the car and carried a small bag into the shop.

Everyone thought that it would take a long time to change clothes and makeup, but they didn't know that only half a cup of tea had passed, and Shi Meng's lady accompanied a woman with a child to appear at the door of the shop.

However, she herself respectfully dragged half her position back. Where is it like a master who picks up the cook, it is clearly a maid who comes to accompany him.

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...... Is it still the reluctant Li Su who sells wontons and stews, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and her little girl who drags oil bottles?

Everyone was so shocked that their heads were numb, and they had not yet come back to their senses, and the miracle that really made them never forget and affected this land for thousands of years appeared.

Just when Li Su's feet stepped on the red silk, the pipa, the qin, the flute, and the zheng...... Played together, the rhythm is bright, and the tune is peaceful.

The fierce midday sun suddenly dimmed, and the air was fragrant.

Everyone raised their heads and saw rain in the sky.

The petals fluttered one after another, swirling, and falling like snowflakes, as if to cover all the filth in the world.

It is also real and illusory, and it is beautiful.

In the face of such miracles, even the heart seems to be purified, and the collective silence is silent.

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.

At this moment, the actor and chief director Chu Dashenstick was hiding behind the wonton stew shop, sweating and throwing paper bags full of petals into the air hundreds of meters high.

The sound of music drowned out the sharp cracking of the air, and the fluttering petals distracted and obscured the white turbulence trail 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.

Someone sighed: "Where is this to pick up the cook, it's 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 to throw the newcomer, as if throwing flowers, a auspicious and festive.

It's just that there is no one like Li Su anymore. In front of the oil wall incense car, the sky really fell with flowers.