When Hou Moya first arrived in Guidi, he was attracted by the ancient version of the immortal jump. There was not much money in the money in his wallet, but he had several taels of scattered silver, so the loss would be great.

Fortunately, I put the fish bag with the official seal in my arms and didn't throw it away.

Since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, both men and women have worn sacks because animal patterns are commonly painted, which are also called animal head sacks. Women's sacks are decorated with money and women's accessories. There are two types of men's sacks. One is filled with money and hung around the waist, which is also called side sacks. The other is filled with official seals, which is also called fish sacks.

Hou Moyaming never thought that the dignified third-grade master, the man who was fighting for swords and fire, would be trapped in the hands of a group of rangers in Qiantang.

Who is intolerable, who is intolerable!

He grabbed the Huo Danlang and said, "You have been wandering around the streets all day long. Those people just now must have recognized them. Tell me who they are and where they live?"

The Huo Danlang still rolled his eyes and said, "You are idiots, you are really idiots. These traitors are all field mice in the field. They can go wherever they have food. They will go to Qiantang tonight, and to Fuchun tomorrow, and to Wuxian tomorrow. How could they cheat in their hometown?"

have to!

Hou Moyaming had gained his knowledge, lost his face and no one else's content. He thanked the servants obediently. He had no money in his pocket and could no longer eat anything. He simply made up his mind and wandered around. Seeing those who stole money, acted like a hooligan, and fought, they all arrested and sent them to Dengshikou. After a while, more than twenty thieves were arrested. The yamen runners released all the original entrusting. Seeing Hou Moyaming was both angry and happy.

What’s annoying is that during the holidays, I’m happy that there are too many prisoners, which means there are also more extra money. Most of them are all crimes that are not painful or not, so I’ll talk about it here.

How to say it?

It’s very simple, pay money, criticize and educate; if you don’t pay money, you’ll be in prison.

When Hou Moyaming played the thief arrest, Xu You was looking for people in the lantern market, but there were too many people, and he could not see the end at first sight. He thought about it and tried hard to get out of the crowd. He left the lantern market from the other end and came to the stone arch bridge that year, which was standing side by side with Zhang Xuanji on the day of Shangyuan.

Several 6 or 7-year-old children who were chasing passed by the bridge. Xu You called them and each gave them ten cents to teach them to sing a poem:

On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were like day. The moon was on the willows and people made an appointment after dusk. On the Lantern Festival this year, the moon and the lights were still there. I didn’t see the person last year, and tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt.

Yangzhou is a place of literary collection. Children also read the words and wrote them all. After reciting them three times, they recorded them all and jumped to the lantern market. The children's words were so amazing that the poems they sang were very interesting, which quickly aroused more people's ideas.

Zhang Xuanji and Concubine Song were guessing riddles when they suddenly heard people around them talking: "The aftertaste is long, the lips and teeth are fragrant. What a poem, what a poem!"

"Last year on the Lantern Festival, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. The moon was on the willows, and people made an appointment with the yellow queen... Since the night and night, Yiguang did not write poems, Yangzhou has never heard such a touching good sentence again!"

"On the New Year's Eve this year, the moon and the lights are still there. I don't see the person last year, and tears wet the sleeves of the spring shirt... Alas, the word "love" is the most heartbroken. This man who writes poetry is also infatuated."

"Brother Jingyan, you are familiar with the changes of famous poets in ancient and modern times. Can you tell which poet's new work is this?"

"As far as I know, there will be no more than five poets of this level in the world, but these five are not in Qiantang at this moment. Moreover, even if there are new works, they will not be sung in the lantern market so suddenly."

"This is, once the new work of famous artists is released, it will be popular all over the country. How could a few naughty boys chant in the street like a playful thing? It should be an unknown talent in Qiantang..."

"Are you surprised? Xuanji Academy includes almost half of the talents in Jiangdong? Who would have written such a poem, probably would have been famous for a long time, so how could it be unknown?"

"If you don't make a sound, you'll make a splash. There are so many talents in the world. If we don't know Mount Tai, it's nothing!"

Zhang Xuanji was wearing a mute lid all the time, and recognized that the scholars passing by were all students of Xuanji Academy. Two of them were quite powerful and were not ordinary people. Even they didn't know the origin of this poem, which was really strange.

"On the Lantern Festival last year..."

Zhang Xuanji suddenly realized, his heart was pounding, and he actually spread out the hand of Concubine Song Shen, held the edge of his skirt, and ran to the exit quickly.

"Hey, Xuanji, what's wrong with you?" Concubine Song was confused, but couldn't catch up with her. She turned around anxiously and shouted: "Wu Shan, hurry up!"

Without the instructions of Concubine Song Shen, Wu Shan had already followed with eight people. Zhang Xuanji ran, as if he had returned to that night. The sounds and people around him disappeared, and only Xu You's shadow and his smile remained in his mind.

After passing two alleys, even the wall fence ran away. He raised his head panting and saw that on the stone bridge not far away, the man who was longing for a long time was standing tall, the moon was as bright as frost, and the wind robe was waving, like a god among immortals.

"Husband!"

Zhang Xuanji stood beside the swaying river, put his hands on his lips, and used all his strength to shout loudly: "Husband!"

Xu You jumped up, stepped on the clear waves, swept across the long water surface, and then came in the air, landing lightly in front of Zhang Xuanji, smiling and lovingly, saying, "A Yu!"

Zhang Xuanji threw herself into Xu You's arms. She hadn't seen her for nearly a year. Her longing devoured her body and mind. She often dreamed of her husband being by her side, reading in her red sleeves and having fun with her thrush. But when she woke up in the dream, she was always in a state of vain. Until she hugged the person in front of her tightly and felt his warmth and heartbeat, she finally confirmed that what she saw was no longer a dream, but a reality.

Xu You stroked her cloudy black hair, blew a sigh of relief at her crystal-clear ears, and smiled: "A Yu heard the poem of missing you, and guessed that I was waiting for you here, but I could see the resentment of my husband from the poem?"

Zhang Xuanji didn't know that he was teasing himself. He raised his head like a kitten in his arms, pouted in a cute shape with red lips, and said, "If you want to talk about the resentment of the boudoir, it is also a young woman who should have it. The general is determined to pacify the world, and to gallop across the country and the country and open up a prosperous era for the Great Chu. How could he be trapped among the red peach blossoms and green willows?"

Xu You stretched out his finger and gently brushed her lips. The delicate and moisturized were still so heart-pounding. He shook his head and said, "But how can I match my Ayuzhi... This time I won't go to pacify the four seas, don't think about the prosperous times, just to marry you..."

Zhang Xuanji was stunned, two lines of joy slowly flowed down, and a bright light shining brighter than the stars appeared in his eyes, saying, "Husband, this is the most beautiful love poem I have ever heard of in the past 300 poems!"

Xu You wiped away her tears, and her gentle voice seemed to blow the ripples on the lake from the wind, saying, "No, your appearance is the most beautiful love poem that belongs to me in the 1,500 years of Spring and Autumn!

"Three Hundred Poetry" was written about the Spring and Autumn Period and Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was exactly 1,500 years after the second year of Yuanxing!

"If there is no urgent matter in the teacher, can you accompany me to walk around the lantern market? Don't let down this annual Shangyuan Liangye."

This is what Shi Qiyu said when he took the initiative to invite Xu You in Shangyuan Lantern Market in Qiantang more than ten years ago. At this moment, I heard it from Xu You that I felt particularly touched.

"Xu Langjun, I have been waiting for your invitation for too long!"

Zhang Xuanji stood on tiptoe and gently pecked Xu You's side face, full of obsession and attachment.

So what if she waited for ten years, she got love that would not disappear in another thousand five hundred years!

Wu Shan, who chased after Zhang Xuanji, ate his mouth full of dog food, and then silently took his subordinates back. On the way, he met Concubine Song, Fu Jing and others, and hurriedly told the reason. Concubine Song was relieved and said nothing if nothing happened. Xu You handed over the person to her. If there was a mistake, how should he explain it?

Wu Shan secretly pulled Qin Hei Nu to the side, brewed his emotions, stared at him with infinite affection, and said, "Heihei, your appearance is the most beautiful love poem that belongs to me in the past 1,500 years since the Spring and Autumn Period..."

Qin Hei Nu is not black, and has a wealthy family. She knows a few words. She was shocked by Wu Shan. She touched his forehead in surprise and said, "Husband, are you sick? Or are you hitting evil?"

Xu You and Zhang Xuanji held hands and walked towards the lantern market.

"Why don't you let the children sing the song "The bright moon is born on the sea, and the ends of the world share this moment'? If it were that poem, I would have guessed that you are back sooner and I would have seen you a moment earlier."

"I gave that poem to you, only you know, others are not allowed to listen to it."

"Is it so domineering?"

"Yes, you're so domineering, do you like it?"

"I like it! But if my husband uses dominance elsewhere, I would like it even more."

"Are elsewhere?"

In terms of driving skills, Zhang Xuanji is at least three levels higher than Zhan Wenjun. Xu You thought about it and used his corporate understanding to say: "I agree to the marriage between Langfeng and Baishui. You go and tell Baishui, it's useless for her to object!"

"ah?"

Zhang Xuanji smiled and bent over, punched Xu You's shoulder with his little fist, and said, "They have become brothers and sisters..."

"What's wrong with brother and sister?"

Xu You, who was a man of two lives, had better driving skills. Zhang Xuanji blushed and turned his head to ignore him, but his jade hand was held tightly, unable to let go for a moment.

Time always passes quickly on the Lantern Festival. Xu You accompanied Zhang Xuanji to revisit the whole process of the two men traveling together, guessing riddles, eating snacks, watching lanterns, and teasing flowers and birds. But this time, he did not shoot all the riddles, but just chose a few riddles that felt quite complicated to compare.

As a result, Xu You was defeated!

It’s not that the beauty has no desire to win or lose, but that the man’s desire to win or lose has been transferred to another place, and everyone who understands it understands it.

While walking around, I happened to see Shen Meng and Dong Zhe. They were smiling, with deep love between their eyebrows and eyes. Xu You was supposed to say hello, but Zhang Xuanji pulled him away and said angrily: "Are you intentionally doing something bad? The Winter Solar finally came back, and Shen Meng was smiling when walking in Xuanji Academy. How can you disturb him at this time?"

Xu You sighed and said, "It seems that in addition to giving away a betrothal gift this year, you also need to prepare an extra dowry... Money, sometimes you look at it, but sometimes you look at it so cute..."

Zhang Xuanji gave him a blank look and chuckled, "Okay, okay, my dowry can be supplemented by my husband's family income, and it will definitely not let the winter solstice be so shabby that I will get married."
Chapter completed!