Wu Yi lifted his thousand-pound hand to sign his name, and when he came out of Liu's house, he was still in a trance, his eyes were scattered, he shivered from time to time, the cold air surged down his throat, and the sour and bitter breath in his heart turned up, and he almost gagged.

And Wu Jin didn't care about him, just holding his hand was very painful, and it hurt terribly.

Liu Qi Lane is lively and difficult to walk.

Everywhere is playing Guan Pu, from time to time there is a burst of cheers, everyone and the little jasper squeezed together to bet, coarse linen, intertwined with colorful embroidery brilliance, full of gambling money.

The originally spacious street became crowded and narrow, Wu Jin led Wu Yi through a group of people, a noble girl suddenly pulled off the golden hairpin on her head and threw it to the ground, the golden hairpin jumped up, brushing Wu Yi's instep.

Wu Yi thought to himself, how much is this golden hairpin worth?

Someone else bets on something that may be able to cover his debts for a year.

Passing through the crowd, it is still not easy, there are people everywhere who pay New Year's greetings, the traffic is busy, and the beggars are also pouring out, taking this opportunity to reward more money.

Wu Yi looked at the beggar and thought to himself that the beggar was also happier than him—he had read books, enjoyed himself, and knew what was good and what was bad, so the suffering and hardships in the future became extremely tormenting.

It would be great if he could suddenly rush out of a savior like the script and save him from fire and water.

Why did Cheng Sanye and Miss Mo suddenly disappear? Aren't they always hanging around?

Whoever they are, if they show up, they can save his life.

I don't know which child put up the "ground mouse" and jumped under the feet of the people, and the children chased and shuttled, and the street became more and more chaotic, Wu Yi dodged twice, and then looked up, and saw that Wu Jin had already walked to the front.

"Brother......" He held his head high, and was about to shout, when Cheng Ting's figure suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Cheng Ting made people pull their ears, grinning all the way, looking more and more strange, holding a huge face snake in his arms.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the buried snake is no more than half an arm, and the soft plate is a bunch, and the face snake held by Cheng Ting is half a person high, hard and straight, and the pestle can be used as a crutch on the ground.

Cheng Ting was anxious to break free of the hand that was holding him, and was fighting back with the huge face snake, knocking the person who grabbed him with a clang.

The person who was knocked was the eldest brother of the Cheng family, who was ordered by his father to arrest Cheng Ting and return home, but the result was unfavorable, so that the stone-like face snake knocked on his head, and quickly let go of his hands and blocked his head.

And Cheng Ting got this opportunity, turned around and ran, Wu Yi's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand and shouted at him: "Cheng San......"

Before the rest of the words could be shouted, Cheng Ting had already rushed straight to him, covering his mouth angrily, not allowing him to say a word, and beating him with a snake.

Wu Yi didn't expect that Cheng Ting not only didn't listen to him tell him about the pain, but gave him a slap on the head, and suddenly tears swelled up, and Cheng Ting covered his mouth, and couldn't even cry.

Cheng Ting dragged Wu Yi away as if he was taking hostages, and the streets were full of people, and the ground was full of things to be slaughtered, all of which were not places for Tibetans.

And the ghost of the eldest brother of the Cheng family is not gone, close at hand, so frightened that his heart trembles, looking left and right, there is only one carriage that can hide people, blocked here and can't move, the owner of the car left with his entourage first, leaving only the coachman to slow down here.

Cheng Ting saw that the coachman was familiar, and he couldn't remember who it was for a while, but when the coachman saw him, he immediately saluted and called Cheng Sanye.

Cheng Ting was in a hurry, first arched Wu Yi into the carriage, and then climbed in by himself, shouted to go quickly, covered the curtain tightly, and "shhh

Wu Yi's words just rolled on his tongue, and made him "shush" back.

Cheng Ting leaned in front of the window, lifted the curtain a crack, and saw the eldest brother of the Cheng family and Wu Jin bumping together.

Cheng Ting withdrew his gaze so as not to be discovered, and at the same time felt a topsy under his buttocks, and it was the carriage that swayed and moved.

After a few movements, the carriage stopped again, he quietly opened a crack and looked out, and saw Wu Jin and the eldest brother of the Cheng family coming over.

He saw Cheng Taishan's shadow from the eldest brother of the Cheng family, and his whole body immediately ached, and even the sound of breathing was lightened, and he didn't dare to move while holding the face snake, and he never dared to let the eldest brother find his traces.

In the face of Wu Yi, who was full of sluggishness, he hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to cover his mouth.

At this moment, Brother Cheng was already close to the back of the carriage and spat bitterness at Wu Jin: "He thinks he has some ability, and he has to go to the barracks with others, and he doesn't look at his own flesh, he hasn't stabbed a single horse step, can he raise a knife?" ”

"Miss Mo...... When did you leave? ”

"The edict of the twenty-eighth was sent to her immediately, and she set off for the fort on the twenty-nineth, and the year has not passed, I see your majesty...... That one, his heart is not very wide, and he has not been called for years. ”

"But you have a real job, so you can't wait?"

"How can there be any real position, only a false title, called Guide Zhonghou, people who know the edict say that my uncle is crazy, thinking that if he gives up his family business, he can meddle in the fortress and let the Mo family regain its strength, but His Majesty will be ashamed of him for a title."

"Guide to Germany...... I remember that it was the rank of general of the third rank, and the middle marquis was the seventh rank? ”

A false title of the seventh grade, but the rank of the third-grade general is used, or "returning to Germany", which has to make people think about it.

"It's not, I really don't know what my uncle is thinking, where is the third hiding, I can't play even if it's involved, see how I clean him up!"

Cheng Ting listened to these last few words very well, and he could even hear that his eldest brother must be gritting his teeth and gearing up at this time.

Cheng Ting was shocked and sweaty, feeling that he was in danger.

"The third! Come out, brother will intercede for you when he goes back! ”

Brother Cheng couldn't find it, so he immediately changed his face and made a good brother's face, wanting to trick Cheng Ting into appearing.

"Brother has a good cage for grasshoppers, and he ...... it"

The rest of the words were still in my throat, and suddenly there was a "crackling" sound in the street, and a "flower tube" burst out.

A fireworks dealer shouted loudly: "Little rabbit! Macaque! Steal your grandpa's fireworks! Let grandpa hold it, you can't catch your asshole with an ear scraper! ”

The children who were hiding in Tibet burst into laughter, and the yin and yang were strange: "Old rabbit cub! Old Monkey! ”

At the same time, someone stole a few fireworks from the stall, and the smoke and sparks exploded everywhere.

Because it is daytime, the beauty of fireworks is not very significant, but the smoke is big, and the sparks are also chaotic, jumping higher than the ground mouse, and instantly burning a hole in a noble girl's gown.

There was a spark on the deed paper on the ground, and it also burned out a fist-sized hole, and the dealer jumped up, grabbed the vendor, and the vendor went to catch the child.

Just in the midst of the chaos, there was a sudden "crunch", and the fireworks that were stacked made by a child knock down.

The shelves of fireworks are three stories high, the shelves are thick solid wood, and the fireworks on them are connected in series with gunpowder wires, which are enough to make a hundred sounds.