Chapter 8 Recruiting Relatives by Competition
Zhao Fei and Huang Rong went all the way north, and after several days, they arrived in Beijing, the central capital. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info This is the capital of the Dajin Kingdom, the first shape in the world at that time, even if the old Beijing Bianliang of the Song Dynasty, the new capital of Lin'an, is not as good.
Where had Zhao Fei ever seen such a weather? I saw the Red Mansion Painting Pavilion, the embroidered Zhumen, the carved chariots competing for station, and the horses galloping. The tall cabinet is a huge shop, full of strange goods and foreign objects; It is really full of flowers, the flute and drums are noisy, the golden green is shining, and Luo Qi is fragrant. only dazzled him, a young man who had never seen the world. Nine out of ten things I saw did not know what they were.
Zhao Fei didn't dare to walk into the splendid restaurant, so he chose a small restaurant to eat, and then stayed. After a day off, early the next morning, Huang Rong took Zhao Fei to the famous Huang Niang shop in Zhongdu, where the breakfast is very famous, and of course the price is expensive.
Eating soft and sweet cakes, drinking delicious porridge, and looking at the people coming and going on the street, Zhao Fei asked casually: "It's so delicious, you have to spend a lot of money." I don't have much money. ”
"Don't worry, this meal is mine. Huang Rong said very generously.
"Where did you get your money?" Zhao Fei touched his money and found that it was not less, so he was relieved.
Huang Rong smiled at Zhao Fei, which made him worry again, and sure enough, she said: "I sold that donkey cart, and we don't need it now anyway." ”
"But isn't that my donkey cart? How can you sell it privately? Zhao Fei said anxiously.
Huang Rong responded: "Anyway, you don't need money, so you might as well give it to me." ”
"I kept it for my daughter-in-law, anyway, I can't become a martial arts master, so I can only find an ordinary one to live my life. Zhao Fei said.
"What's there, isn't it a daughter-in-law? Don't worry, if you can't find it, I will definitely compensate you." Huang Rong said nonchalantly.
Having said this, Zhao Fei didn't have much to say, he buried himself in eating, and someone paid anyway.
"Hey, haven't you finished eating, it's really lively on the street today, let's go for a walk. Huang Rong looked at the people on the street, and couldn't help but want to take a look around.
Zhao Fei came to the world of condor shooting, and he didn't see any metropolises, so of course he happily agreed to Huang Rong's proposal.
The two of them strolled down the long street. After walking for a long time, I suddenly heard the noise of people in front of me, and the sound of cheers was endless, and I looked at it from a distance, surrounded by a large number of people, and I didn't know what I was looking at. Zhao Fei was curious, and looked into the crowd, only to see a vacant lot for the boss in the middle, with a pennant planted underground, red flowers on a white background, embroidered with the four golden words of "competition to recruit relatives", and the two of them were fighting from their fists and feet, one was a girl in red, and the other was a grown man.
Zhao Fei saw that the girl had a law in every move, obviously her martial arts were not weak, but the big man was mediocre in martial arts. After a few moves, the girl in red sold a flaw, and the plate was exposed. The big man was overjoyed, and with a move of "double Jiao out of the hole", he punched out with both fists and went straight to the opponent's chest. The girl's figure was slightly off, and she immediately slipped away, her left arm swept across, and with a bang, the big man was on his back. The big man could not hold his back, and fell straight forward, only to fall to the ground, and got up, full of shame, and squeezed into the crowd. The onlookers cheered. The girl brushed her hair and retreated under the flagpole.
When Zhao Fei looked at the girl, he saw that she was seventeen or eighteen years old, jade and pavilion, although her face was dusty, her eyes were bright and her face was beautiful. The secret saying in his heart is that it is Mu Nianci, it can't be so coincidental.
The pennant fluttered in the wind, obscuring the girl's face. On the left side of the pennant is an iron spear in the ground, and on the right side are two iron halberds. I saw the girl whispering a few words to a middle-aged man beside her.
The man nodded, made a square gesture to everyone, and said loudly: "My surname is Mu Mingyi, and I am from Shandong." Passing through your land, one does not seek fame, the other is not for profit, only for the little girl has reached the end of her year, and she has not yet allowed her in-laws. She once made a wish, not to hope that her husband would be rich and rich, but to be a good man with excellent martial arts, so she dared to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives. Whoever is under the age of thirty, who has not yet married, and who can win a fist and kick against a little girl, will be married to him by the little girl. In the next father and daughter, from south to north, they have experienced seven roads, just because the famous heroes are married, and the young heroes are rarely willing to care, so they have never gotten a good match. Speaking of this, he paused, clasped his fists and said: "Beijing is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there must be many masters and chivalrous, and it is ridiculous to behave below, please bear with me." ”
When Zhao Fei heard this, he could already be sure that this was Mu Nianci's family. Goodbye, this Mu Yi has a thick waist and broad shoulders, very burly, but his back is slightly hunched, his temples are white, his face is full of wrinkles, his expression is very sad, he is wearing a set of coarse cotton jackets, and his clothes and pants are patched with nails. That Mu Nianci is much brightly dressed, it seems that he is not bad to this daughter.
After Mu Yi explained, she waited for a while, only to hear some gangsters in the crowd make fun of her, and commented on Mu Nianci's taste, but the martial arts she used just now were not bad, and now no one dares to do it. Na Mu Yi looked up at the sky, saw the lead cloud low pressure, and the north wind was stronger, and said to himself: "It seems that there is a heavy snow in the blink of an eye." Alas, it was also like this on that day...... "turned around and pulled up the flagpole, and was about to roll up the pennant of "competition to recruit relatives", when suddenly someone on both sides of the east and west sides of the crowd shouted: "Wait!" The two people rushed into the circle together.
When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but burst out laughing. It turned out that the man who came in from the east was a fat old man, with a thick face and a gray beard, and he was in his fifties. The fat man shouted to everyone: "What are you laughing at? He is a martial arts contest to recruit relatives, I have not yet married a wife, can I not compare?" The monk said with a hippie smile: "Old man, even if you win, such a flower-like girl, will she be a widow as soon as she passes through the door?" The fat man said angrily: "Then what are you doing here?" The monk said: "With such a beautiful wife, my monk will immediately return to vulgarity." ”
Everyone laughed even more, and Zhao Fei couldn't help but be moved, secretly saying that it would be great if Lao Tzu was a martial arts master, and he couldn't point to Huang Rong, this female No. 2 Mu Nianci was not bad. And Mu Nianci's face was angry, his willow eyebrows were raised, he took off the cloak he had just put on, and he was about to step forward to do it.
Mu Yi pulled her daughter, told her to be at ease, and casually inserted the flagpole into the ground. The monk and the fat man here are vying to compete with Mu Nianci first, you say a word, I say a word, and they have made a lot of trouble, and the idlers who are watching laugh and coax: "Your brother and son will compete first, whoever wins will be on!" The monk said: "Okay, old man, let's play!" The fat man turned his head sideways and punched back. That's how the contest began.