Fenghuang Yufei

On the night of the Qixi Festival orchids, the stars flow, the golden locks on the jade bridge, the trees of fire rise ten feet above, and there are no less than ten thousand silver flowers. The lights are glowing, and the night is like day. , Xiaofeng followed Fangsheng, walking arm in arm in the market, both of them were walking with hairpins in snow and butterflies, collared with red pearl necklaces, wearing emerald green shirts and jade belts, like green plum calyx, and Like fresh grass, the phoenix, bamboo, phoenix and phoenix on the clothes are made of gold thread, which is more delicate and gorgeous than usual, and it reduces the atmosphere of the world in the lively crowd. Like two girls of good status, they take advantage of this festival to go out and enjoy themselves. .

"Ah Luo, these days, you put down your calligraphy and painting for a while, and sewed these two new clothes with a needle and thread on purpose. They were originally for today." Xiaofeng laughed inwardly, "This village looks like a bustling brocade. , the atmosphere of fireworks is blazing, it's not like ordinary plains, it's not like the place you want to set foot in, I just took a look, and you wrote it down again, I thought you would like this place that day, but it just happened suddenly I just want to swim with you in Qingxi and have the joy of the countryside, if you don't get tired of the excitement once in a while, why not let me accompany you all night long?"

Fang Sheng caressed the intricate patterns Xiaofeng embroidered on Luo's belt, and there was no sentimentality in his eyes, he just smiled and said: "You said that you can come to this village some other day to have a look. But this festive scene, with you, how could you miss it!"

It can be seen that although these two people have their own thoughts, their hearts are all on each other, so their respective thoughts are combined in one place.

"Beauty powder, red fragrance and fragrant pistils, makeup powder passed by the light white jade butterfly!" After Xixi couldn't hide his clear voice, a young man in brown clothes carrying a burden walked around the crowd with a light figure, and happened to be in the crowd. He stopped beside them, he was very clever, after looking at the two of them, he suddenly had a heart of love and compassion, his eyes showed no intimacy, and he said to Fang Sheng: "Madam looks very unusual. , like a celestial being, why not buy a box of makeup for the fairy-like girl next to her?"

Seeing Xiaofeng's eyebrows raised slightly, Fang Sheng seemed to be interested, and asked in a soft voice: "Since you said that we are extraordinary, what's so special about your makeup?"

The young man immediately took out a high-quality white jade box with butterfly flowers from the built-in sandalwood box on his shoulder. He had just rummaged through the room, but the burden did not move at all.

"If you can solve the riddle on this box, I will give this item to you two voluntarily, without taking any money."

Xiaofeng felt that this person was a little strange, since he was very skilled, he still called Fang Sheng, who was not in a bun, his wife, but he called himself a girl, and now he wanted to give gifts to both of them. If something happened, what happened here? It's not easy to do anything in the market, if you accidentally hurt innocent people, A Luo will definitely not want to, and ruin this wish, so she wants to drag Fang Sheng away.

Fang Sheng held Xiaofeng upside down, and remained motionless, as if fascinated by the riddle of the poem: "The jade mirror in front of the stage stays in spring for a long time, and the glow under the candle is like dawn. There is no need for heavy makeup on the snowy face. Just wait for the painting to be clear." Lifting the box higher, she looked at the bottom, and said: "The riddle is a poem, and I have shown you, please beauties and a song of Wulu." She looked around at the night, and wrote again. Qian looked at Xiaofeng, her black eyebrows stretched out, her eyes were full of affection, and she smiled and said: "The color is bright and comfortable, condensed into a jade mirror to peek. The galaxy pours down the waterfall wine, and the brocade is beautiful. The snow face is brightly decorated, and the delicate The willows are quite green. The eyebrows are left with drunk ink, which is especially known to the painting Qing."

The fire trees move the moon, the silver flowers fly to the stars, but Xiaofeng feels that they are not as bright and moving as Fang Sheng.

That Xiaolang never had to support the burden on his shoulders, seeing the two people's affection, he just clapped his hands in celebration: "Madam Gaocai, I will give this small object to the two of you for fun. We will meet again by fate."

Before Xiaofeng came back to his senses and made a move, the person turned around three times and five times before disappearing without a trace, but the figure of Yan Ling was somewhat familiar to Xiaofeng.

When Xiaofeng turned her head, Fang Sheng had already opened the jade box a little, but quickly closed it again, and hid it in her sleeve, her face was a little uncomfortable, but she seemed to be aroused by this riddle, Climbing up Xiaofeng's arms, he said: "There is a fan seller in front, let's go and have a look."

Seeing her move the box, Xiaofeng wanted to annoy her: I have to open things of unknown origin to look at them, and it's not as close as before, but seeing the expression in front of Fang Sheng's eyes, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the two of them. Wearing green clothes, she seemed to have guessed something, tapped on the back of Fang Sheng's hand, and said as if nothing had happened: "I have exactly the same intention."

Obviously they are all good paintings, but the front of the booth is deserted, and no one cares about them. The owners here seem to be two brothers and sisters, both with pink faces and red lips, who are very handsome. Hanging on her fan to show guests, her technique is very flexible, as if she has kung fu, and a string of black pearls around her neck shows that her skin is like jade.

The elder brother seemed to be attracted by something, suddenly raised his head, closed his eyes and said intoxicated: "The shadows are near the water and the spring is approaching, the dark fragrance is full of sleeves and the wind is coming..." Thinking of business again, the tall body stood tall, and he cupped his hands and said: " Excuse me, there just happened to be a side fan, and I made a picture of the winter plum and the dawn, I wonder if the two of you can take a look."

There was a smile on the corner of Fang Sheng's mouth, and Fang wanted to ask, but Xiao Feng, uncharacteristically, took her hand, pointed at the two round fans on the table, and said coquettishly to her: "A Luo, I want these!" But the younger sister who never said a word, the speculation in her heart became clearer.

Before Fang Sheng could speak, the elder brother cupped his hands and smiled: "This madam is so discerning, it can be seen that she is a destined person. I have an unwritten crossword puzzle. If I can answer it, it is the so-called money that cannot pay a bosom friend. Look, madam." The two fans in the book, why don’t you just give them to you?” Then, in another picture of the bamboo moon and sunset, I wrote down: the next time the wind blows the fragrance, the uneven color leaves the light in the evening, Chang'e embraces the Hunan moon, and the late butterfly shakes off the fragrance of the clouds.

Fang Sheng thought for a while, and thought that although this poem describes a round fan, the whole text implies another word, so she used the unfinished ink in the man's pen to paint a pair of frosty branches and Linghua on the white fan, and put it on the white fan. The word for the answer to the riddle was hidden in the picture. Xiaofeng saw the word riddle and the mystery in the painting, but she just ignored it.

With a smile on her lips, Xiaofeng turned the small bamboo moon fan in her hand as she wished, and held Fang Sheng's hand, looked at the fan at her fingertips, compared the two fans together, and smiled at Han Mei Cui Zhu Very strong.

Seeing this, Fang Sheng blinked her eyes: "If you think this Hanmei is cooler, you can use this one. I don't know the heat, so I don't usually use it very much. Xiao Qiongzhi also uses it a lot for those fans. .”

Xiaofeng just shook the bamboo grove under the moon in her hand, smiled and said nothing, knowing that she has always followed him, especially seeing her thinking about these small things, and no longer jealous of her love for her apprentice.At this time, a young woman carrying a basket and selling threads of various colors squeezed beside the two of them, and looked at them with very warm eyes. Such overheated eyes made the dignified father-in-law feel annoyed, because she I only like to be stared at by her A Luo. Those eyes are sweet but not greasy, affectionate but not lustful, and not crazy. Not as affectionate as Ah Luo, and she couldn't stand it, it was because of the discomfort all over her body, if not for her Ah Luo being by her side, she would have had an attack long ago.

Looking at Xiaofeng's complexion, Fang Sheng gave the young woman a faint smile, carried her on a lotus boat and crossed the river, intending to take her to Luoyue Pavilion to burn an incense bridge, but left the woman with a dejected look on her face, which annoyed the brown-clothed woman behind her. Xiao Lang, bent over and laughed angrily.

The hair-wrapping incense that Fang Sheng used was made by herself. Each piece of thin silk was wrapped around her head, and there was a magpie bridge ink painting painted by her own hand. These were stored here long ago. The "Golden Screen Annunciation" was lit, and according to the old practice, promised a long life and well-being for Fang Sheng. Seeing the flames rising like stars, and the fragrance bursting in, she was very happy and swept away her previous anger.

The two walked along the river, and there was a moon shadow floating in the water. At this time, the lotus lanterns floated by with the water and moon, and greeted the two of them. Looking carefully, the wicks were dotted with night pearls the size of rice grains. The candlelight was several times more beautiful, Xiaofeng smiled again, her watery eyes fixed on Fang Sheng's face, and she held her tighter.

"Magpie Immortal, Xinghelian, pay homage to Seventh Sister, skillful knot, bestow beauty, bless peace..." Several girls held hands, singing songs in circles, Xiaofeng shook her head slightly, and smiled at Fangsheng: "I'll go ahead first and see if you can catch up with me." Turning around, he was already ten feet away.

Fang Sheng smiled lightly, fanned the wind, but the person rarely moved, and walked towards a street selling snacks. There are dough people, sugar people, and many dessert stalls and local specialties. Let's just talk about sugar people In this category, there are also those who can blow, draw, and shape. The masters are superbly skilled, dazzling the people around them.She put away the fan in front of a dough figurine stand, and tied her two long sleeves with ribbons. After mixing the batter, she stretched out her fingertips and pinched two small figurines. After the shapes were dried, she carved them with a knife. Speaking of facial features and clothing, it was exactly what the two of them looked like tonight, and she deliberately held it up in front of Xiaofeng who had been watching her for a long time: "It's the first time I've made this, is it still decent?"

Carefully wrapped the two doughnuts with colored paper, Xiaofeng quickly put them away in her sleeves, as if afraid of someone prying her eyes: "Is there anything in this world that you can't do?"

Seeing that Xiaofeng is so precious to these two faces, she smiled and kissed Xiaofeng's peach cheek: "The world is so big that it is difficult to make everything, but I have the heart to learn."

The four words "heart to study" are enough to make people think.

She took Xiaofeng again and walked slowly past various stalls: "Which one do you like?"

Xiaofeng just smiled and replied: "I like you."

Fang Sheng also smiled, and bought a sugar goldfish with a bulging stomach.

The group of children got tired of singing, so they greeted other playmates, and ran to the small street in groups of three or four, and surrounded Fang Sheng. Her appearance and temperament were not approachable, but beauty was always favored I like it, even children are no exception, and these children are all blinking their watery eyes, staring at the biggest sugar figurine in Fang Sheng's hand.Seeing Xiaofeng nodding at her, she borrowed a silver spoon, scooped out the sugar juice from the goldfish belly, and gave each child a bowl.

Looking at Fangsheng like this, Xiaofeng suddenly felt a sense of regret: If she had met A Luo at that critical moment... Then she stared at Fangsheng with a smile on her cheek, and she felt relieved and said: "The two of you are together." With such a fate, the present is the best, and she knows how to be content in this regard.

Fang Sheng had just finished talking to the stall owners, "I invite everyone to come and have a taste in a while, so that you can be happy", when a ball flew towards here, Xiaofeng's figure remained still, with a fragrant wind on her clothes, and surrounded the crowd. The child was sent to the side safely, and they didn't even notice the change. Fang Sheng's side also flew into the air at the same time, turned over and kicked, and hit the head somewhere.

Sighing secretly, Fang Sheng made this intentional, but now she made it unintentional, and she can't blame the instigator for a pair of magpie lanterns, holding them in front of Xiaofeng's eyes.

Xiaofeng smiled secretly, but deliberately refused to answer, turned around, took some colored paper and brushes from the sugar painting booth, and asked with a smile: "What do you think would be better if you write a few sentences?"

Magpie Lantern drifted away with good wishes, and Xiaofeng took Fang Sheng to the attic where she had just stagnated. It was something she had never seen before.

Xiaofeng was interesting to watch, but after the gold silk embroidered bird screen was moved out, she was very familiar with the stitches after she showed off her head. As if heaven and man descended to the pavilion, they didn't care about the left and right at all, just embroidered a delicate heart purse with thread and needles, and effortlessly overwhelmed everyone, she then threw it to her face with a smile on her face, just staring at her Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng caught the token downstairs, put it in his arms, and embraced the red silk thrown by Xiaofeng, only to see Xiaofeng draped in the moonlight, as picturesque as a fairy, stepping down the red waves, like a dream Like Huan, Fang Sheng picked her up, and the two whispered love words again.

"I'm going to see this screen in the house tonight."

"Madam has a life, why dare not obey?"

Xiaofeng bought colored thread in her sleeve, and when she hugged Fang Sheng's beautiful neck, her jade finger was not idle. Taking advantage of the bright lights, she picked out the frost-washed sandalwood brown and the cinnabar melted with jade dew. She chose the flower pattern of Emei and wove it carefully. When Fang Sheng stopped in front of a marriage temple and put her down gently, she put the woven bracelet on Fang Sheng's jade wrist, which was even more beautiful. Fang Sheng's complexion is whiter than snow, seeing this, her eyebrows and bright eyes reveal a bit of pride, and her plump face and cherry lips are full of spring breeze, which makes her graceful, soft and charming.

A ginkgo tree in the courtyard was already covered with red thread sachets. There was no visitor in the temple, only an old lady. Arm, if you insist on begging with her, Fang Sheng will not go along with her.

After packing the paper sticks, the two wrapped the two sachets together, hung them on the branches, and closed their eyes to make a wish.

Fang Sheng opened half of his eyes first, and peeked at Xiaofeng under the light of the clear moon, his eyes couldn't help but opened completely, and there was a lingering affection in his heart: Huang'er is the most beautiful no matter what time, no matter what Not enough... She bit her red lips lightly, and after a moment of infatuation, Fang asked, "What did you ask for?"

Xiaofeng poked her slender waist, smiled close to her ear, "It won't work if you say it." Taking the opportunity, she bit her earlobe and paid for Fang Sheng's trick. return.

Fang Shengying's white ears turned red all of a sudden, she hurriedly got up, ran to the old woman, bowed her head and asked: "Grandma, I have something to ask, I don't know where all the guests have gone?"

"Ma'am, you are asking. They have all gone to Chuifeng Garden to look at the lanterns. The owner of the house has always been kind and generous. Tonight, taking advantage of this festival, we want to have fun together. A good banquet has been set up in the garden." , There are hundreds of fighting shows, the scenery in the garden is beautiful, and the lanterns are more beautiful than the ones outside, people naturally go there to watch the excitement, I will wait and see if no one comes, I will go to see and see."

Xiaofeng's expression was normal, and she smiled at Fang Sheng: "Since that's the case, let's go visit, this hospitable host."

When she arrived at the place, she didn't ask much, Xiaofeng just let Fangsheng take her into the garden for a walk, there was a burst of music, mixed with laughter, Xiaofeng looked around, first saw the shuttlecock, cuju, guessing an archery, and walked around with Fangsheng , Seeing that Sai Shixing orders throwing pots and drinking cups, there are many kinds, including common people's entertainment and literati's elegant music, she suddenly thought: the ball must have flown out of this garden.

Xiaofeng tapped Fang Sheng's palm, and pointed to the direction of Muxi Pavilion, where there is Touhu Cuju, the place where these two operas meet.

Fangsheng met Shili, a lady playing the piano in a pavilion, and borrowed her rubber lacquer Yaoqin, and sat under the osmanthus, playing "摽有梅" for Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng gradually got along with the purple flute, When the song was finished and the rhyme was long, Fang Sheng hugged Xiaofeng to enjoy the night view in the garden, but saw that the mouth of the pot was only the size of a square hole in a copper coin, and the pot was filled with red beans, which was almost at the same level as the mouth of the pot. Feng smiled, and held the jade hand around her slender waist from behind, and took out a sparrow feather from the beauty bottle, put it between Xiaofeng's fingers, lightly grasped her bright wrist, and whispered like a love story: "Huang'er, when I said throw it away, Just throw it out, and the bottle of Centennial Daughter Red belongs to the two of us!"

Xiaofeng's heart became hot, and she leaned back a little more, borrowed most of her body from Fangsheng, and threw the matter of the ball to the edge of the galaxy, and then the tacit understanding with Fangsheng made the sparrow feathers Red beans are overflowing, almost piercing the bottom.

During the period, I heard from a few couples that a special Zhaoyue building was set up in this garden, and a new play was arranged, so Fang Sheng brought Xiaofeng to listen to it.

"Huang'er, this lotus root starch, green cinnamon and cane sugar juice is sweeter and refreshing with the addition of some borneol. I specially made it for you to quench your thirst."

Putting down the porcelain bowl, another plate of salted plums was placed, Fang Sheng put silk handkerchiefs on his left and right hands, each presented a piece of pastry, and asked: "Do you think candied dates are better, or lilies?"

Xiaofeng pursed her lips and smiled, "Whatever is best for you."

She took the jujube cake first, took a small bite, and tasted that the red dates had been pitted and embedded with osmanthus and lotus paste, which had a special flavor. It is said that there is a saying that it has been a good match for a hundred years, and this crystal ice flower-like cake, also uses Huai honey to point a small poem in the Southern Dynasty: Contains dew or hangs down, and it is raised from the wind, making this cake more delicious than delicious. Add freshness and fun.

Fangsheng poured a cup of Yingmei silver needles for Xiaofeng, Fang sniffed and heard that once on the stage, she was babbling and singing: "Sizhuqing, Sizhuqing, I hope to give you the silk tone, and pour out the cover of "" "Yangguan Order". In the palace of heaven, it is cold and desolate, and the heart is uneasy, and the lonely soul leaves dreams and shadows, only the spring love is easy to wake up."

After singing this passage, some of the girls present here who loved the spring and autumn in the past have shed some hot tears on their breasts. Xiaofeng has never heard the opera before, and she probably has a strong nature, so she doesn't feel that this song is too sad. , under careful inspection, there was a touching feeling of maddening thoughts, so he asked Fang Sheng: "What is Qupai?"

Fang Sheng only cared about drinking tea, and didn't listen to music very much, but wrote "Autumn Moon Night" on the paper.

Xiaofeng asked again: "What are you talking about?"

Fang Sheng commented: "It's just an old play with new words. It tells about a goddess in charge of silk weaving in the Heavenly Palace. When weaving the sunset over Kunlun, she accidentally moved everyone's heart and fell in love with a person in the world. She is famous for the rhythm of silk and bamboo. After returning to the sky, the Goddess of Luyi, the Goddess, did not think about food and drink, and her love for spring grew more and more, but she didn't know that the Goddess of Luyi also yearned for her, the goddess, every night. The so-called single lovesickness is bitter, but two lovesickness When you don’t know each other, it’s another kind of suffering, which shows that this story seems new but not new.”

As soon as she finished speaking, someone else on the stage sang softly: "Lovesickness, you can't realize it. Jade Shadow loves you frequently, and your liver is fried and your belly stays with you. Yi and a certain one are in the same heart. .”

Hearing someone else sing it in full, Fang Sheng's cheeks turned red, and he drank tea to cover it up: "I don't like listening to operas very much, this "Order of Dongou" is too straightforward..." Heartbroken I feel even more remorseful, stuck on the tip of my tongue, unable to express it in my mouth, feeling nauseated.

Xiaofeng looked at her with meaning in her eyes, she drank her remaining half glass with a smile and said, "I think this song is well written, the words and music come from the heart, and it's also a heart-to-heart talk, Ah Luo, I'm right Is it?"

Before Fang Sheng could answer half a word, she said again: "Both on stage and off stage are working so hard, you should thank them for me."

Fang Sheng cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Decree."

Someone downstairs shouted: "Go to the back garden to see the lights! Go to the back garden to see the lights! There is a sky-reaching fire tree, and the bright light on top is said to be invaluable. The owner said who can take it down!" , who will it belong to!" As soon as these words came out, everyone, whether on or off the stage, shone, and rushed to join in the fun.

Fang Sheng rubbed his red ears, and said to him: "Now there are only two of us left, happy to be quiet."

Xiaofeng flicked the ribbon on Fang Sheng's wrist, clasped her slender fingers, and wanted to join in the fun.

Seeing the two of them walking hand in hand, thousands of people made an agreement and spontaneously gave way to a small path. The said fire tree is at the end of the road.I saw it soaring into the clouds, with a red heron lantern hanging on the top, decorated with official pink tassels, wearing a raindrop pearl, reflecting a few strands of clouds and brilliance.

The red lantern was full of shadows, but Xiaofeng saw it quite clearly, her heart was steaming, and she said to Fang Sheng, "A Luo, I want you to pick this for me!"

Fang Sheng responded with a smile: "Huang'er, if you accept this, you will answer me for everything." After finishing speaking, she threw herself lightly, like a fairy chasing the moon, fluttering like a lift, and stepped into the toad palace, In the blink of an eye, "Gui Zhi" was folded in his hand.

Xiaofeng didn't pick it up in a hurry, just asked her: "What is the meaning of this lamp tree connecting the sky?"

She replied: "Naturally let the vast sky understand my true feelings, and let this sky full of stars bless you and me too!

The brother and sister at the fan booth offered a pair of red candles at that time. Fang Sheng lit the lantern, and the lamp started to move. The picture on it was Fang Sheng and Xiaofeng. Knowing each other, now this picture is moving, really vivid and interesting, there are a few lines of small characters engraved on the lamp handle, Xiaofeng looked carefully, it is "the covenant of the white head, the love of the Hongxiang, the alliance of the phoenix and the phoenix, the union of the "Luanpa" is clearly a wedding phrase, and in Fang Sheng's twelve poems "Linjiang Fairy" composed for her, when the first word of Xiayu is connected together and "zhi" is removed, it is exactly this marriage phrase.

At this time, the old woman who was reading the signature had returned to her usual appearance. She brought up a jug with two cups. The wine in the jug was the daughter of the two newcomers. Holding a wooden box inlaid with gold and beads, there are jujube cakes, lily cakes, and several seasonal fruits in it, and followed behind the beautiful "mother-in-law" step by step.

Fangsheng first asked Xiaofeng: "Ma'am, the Qixi Festival wedding, the Lan Ye ceremony, do you still have Qing's wishes?"

Xiao Fengfang recovered from the lamp, and saw that everyone was looking at this side, and they all turned their ears to the side, full of anticipation. She has been a little daughter-in-law selling colored threads for a long time, but she was still disgusted by those two. At this moment, he couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted loudly: "Madam, since you retreated, Mr. Xiang has collected these things. Wake up, don't look at our Mr. Xiang as a girl, you are devoted to your wife, you will not lose to any man, you can tell me if you can make it or not!"

The little leader of the Five Poisons Sect is also a character who likes to join in the fun and never falls behind others, especially the excitement of her good sister. , now seeing someone robbing her words, instead of being annoyed, she took advantage of the situation and shouted coquettishly, "Madam refused to answer, it must be that sister Xiang, you have not thought about it, such a beautiful lady, if you don't say a few more words If you speak nice words to please her, we're going to grab a kiss!"

These three words aroused the crowd, and everyone present had known Fang Sheng for a long time, so they didn't dare to go along with this joke about snatching a marriage, and only urged loudly: "Ma'am, you see, our Lord Xiang is about to cry, please. You should answer her!"

"That's right, let her do it!"

Somebody booed again: "Madam, if you don't want to say no more, let's take Mr. Xiang away and hide him in a good place. Madam, don't worry!"

Busily one person broke the stage and said with a smile: "Are you able to beat Mr. Xiang, or do you dare to fight with your wife?"

"I think he just wants to make trouble in the bridal chamber. It's easy to handle. When he gets married, everyone will have a good time together, how about it?"

"That's a great idea!"

"You finally said something I love to hear!"

"Forget it, his lazy temper, starting a family? Difficult! Alas, you said, Mr. Xiang was the first to get married here. Will we be able to take advantage of this in the future and get a good wife back!"

There was a commotion on the other side, and Fang Sheng kept looking at Xiao Feng, looking at Xiao Feng's brows and lips full of joy, and her whole body was graceful, she finally held the bamboo moon fan in her sleeve in front of Fu Rong .

There was a sudden silence over there, and everyone stretched their necks to look at the newcomer. What's more, their hands were sweating, and they were even more nervous than getting married.

Fang Sheng understood the meaning, felt a pang in his heart, and said emotionally: "The spring breeze painting fan sent you here, Cui wears red makeup and faces the mirror stand. If you want to see the sentimental Huang Yun girl, you must call the drunk woman to open."

The shopkeeper's poem just now was a reminder to make up, but Fang Sheng's words were fanned. As expected, Xiaofeng took the fan away from her beautiful face. At that time, there was a lot of people's voices and bangs, and the fireworks scattered all over the sky, turning into The phoenix held the bamboo leaves, and the phoenix and the ducks sang together... A series of bright lights on the tree had also been lit up, shining like stars and rain. In the treasure chest, he took the wooden box and put it in Fang Sheng's hand, and took her to the back mountain of Shaolin. All kinds of congratulations behind him, mixed with laughter, and fireworks, went straight to the sky, resounding through the sky, and lasted for a long time.

Seeing the two walking away, the "mother-in-law" and the little leader held a wedding banquet together, and after all the people in the garden and the villagers outside the garden were settled, she had time to go aside and watch with a few people. Daoist Tianfeng, who was watching the fireworks with a lamp, settled accounts after autumn and said: "Today is a good thing for my two nieces. If you old Taoist priest don't save two more people, why come here to join in the fun? My brother is gone. The officiant marriage, The person threading the needle is naturally me, no matter how good your relationship with that stinky monk is, don't get it wrong!"

The Taoist priest touched the invitation card in his sleeve, and instead smiled playfully: "A Lang, you have to pretend to be a street peddler, and try to deliver the magpie lantern made by Xiang'er to the two newcomers by all means, and pretend to be a peddler." The old woman sent the lottery, and the daughter Hong was not fake, she insisted on bringing it by herself, and now I have to host the wedding reception for Xiang'er, don't I love you in my heart, and want to share your worries!"

Jiang Lang curled his mouth and said with a sneer: "You left a crooked plan for my Xiang'er, and you poured oil on the soles of your feet, and ran away without end. I haven't figured out how to settle accounts with you, but you I brought it to my door!" Just as he was about to roll up his sleeves, Zhong Jian hugged him from behind: "I said, Boy Yan, for Mr. Xiang tonight, we have discussed to pretend to be a girl, which is the right thing to do, although this girl Your clothes are indeed pretty, but they are not awkward after wearing them for a long time, you should change them, besides, if you don’t come to drink and eat with your brothers, you will be the same..." After seeing clearly what he was hugging, it was a graceful look When she was a beautiful woman who was graceful, charming, and several times more beautiful than Fairy Nine Heavens, he was stunned. He didn't see clearly just now, but now he could see clearly, and his body was softer than water under his arms. It was also clear, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, his head buzzed, and he stuttered and spoke incoherently: "You, you, you, really, girl, you are really Yan, you, Yan Yan Yan..."

Jiang Lang took out a fan out of nowhere, picked his smooth chin, and said with a smile: "Your face is quite delicate, remember, you will call me good sister in the future, if you let me hear it again, you open your mouth and shut up." Boy Yan, I will turn you into a beautiful girl every day, and take good care of you, my good sister!"

Daoist Tianfeng recovered from the shock, and rushed to the top in anger. The head of the divine sword finally pulled out the sword that had not been used for a long time and had been honed in his mind for a long time, and immediately pulled it back. Zhong Jian, who was in a daze with a smirk, insisted on making the sky dark and dark, and the little leader even added firewood from the side.

Seeing the newlyweds leave, the two brothers and sisters who lit the whole tree of fire also went to enjoy the night together. They gradually walked out of the small garden and walked to the Marriage Temple. With delicious food and wine, the two sat under the tree. The girl snuggled into her lover's arms, looked at the magnificent scenery in the garden, and sighed: "My aunt has worked so hard to please my mother. It seems that my aunt is really happy tonight. They are highly respected and well-informed. These people are willing to serve her. She handed over the shop to me. I will not let her hard work and reputation live up to her. Compared with my sister, my aunt really prefers me, so I will Don't let her down!"

Qiongzhi wiped her face three times and four times, revealing the beautiful face of her daughter's family. She had already bitten half of the candy man in her mouth, and said with a smile: "They have always respected the master, and those who the master is willing to make friends with will definitely not fall behind. It's clichéd, so in the eyes of others, it's an 'outrageous' marriage, and they prepare it as their own major event. As for those villagers who don't know, they have all received Master's favor, and many people are happy with Master. Master, she always does not expect to reciprocate her kindness, and values ​​brotherhood more than prestige. I used to admire her like you, but she admonished me and said, "Saving people is an extraordinary thing. If you want to save it, if you can, just do it casually. Since it is not a great thing, why bother to take it to your heart and talk about it? It is said that there is a desire and a request to be a person. I used to always I thought Master was 'inhuman', and then I realized that her desire was only with Master."

Seeing Xuanshuang nodded, as if realizing something, Qiongzhi patted her on the shoulder, and said again: "As for you saying that you don't let me down, Master has never been very enthusiastic about these human emotions. The most important thing, but I have always indulged my nature, and never instilled in me the theory of Qinglan. People like Mr. Kuang and Mrs. Kuang will only appear one or two in hundreds of years. As long as you don't violate your heart, Do your best, from beginning to end, this is to live up to Master's trust in you."

Xuanshuang was like enlightenment, and smiled at Qiongzhi and said: "I understand now, it seems that you have never been afraid of what mother entrusted you to do, so why did it take so long?"

Knowing that she was not in front of her mother, Qiongzhi called "mother" more and more smoothly, and she was no longer so resistant to Mingyue. Instead, she urged herself from time to time to repair the geographical records ordered by her mother, and she She didn't want to spoil the fun, just smiled and said: "Such a good day and such a night, I think Sister Shuang is very yearning for this big wedding, if you like it, I will help you make a better one!"

These words made Xuanshuang feel ashamed, she hurriedly took out the fan in her sleeve and spread it to cover it up, but the faces of the two were only separated by this fan.Xuanshuang raised the painting fan higher, and asked, "What does this picture, Auntie, mean?"

Unexpectedly, it hit Qiongzhi's chest. She suppressed the intention of succeeding, and patiently introduced: "Shuangzhi Linghua, besides you and me, Shuang, Zhi, is there anyone else? As for the word hidden in the painting, what do you think? 'The next time the breeze blows the fragrance, the uneven color leaves the light in the evening, Heng'e embraces the Hunan moon, and the late butterfly shakes the fragrance of the clouds', which word is in this poem, which word is in the painting!"

Xuanshuang didn't put a lot of effort into poetry and painting. She read these four lines three times in her mouth, and she also came up with some tricks: "Fangfang's fragrance is a flower, and a fragrant flower often refers to a young girl. It's dusk, Heng'e is a fairy, or the word for 'female', and Wanyun..."

Qiong Zhi quickly interjected: "Together, it's a 'marriage' that is happy and happy. It seems that the master has changed the way and urged you and me to get married! Sister Shuang, when will you be able to accept my younger sister?"

It was only then that Xuanshuang realized that she was teasing herself on purpose, so she patted her head with a fan, but it stayed on her face, wrapped around a strand of blue hair, looked up at the vastness of the Milky Way, and smiled softly: " It's up to you!"

Together with Fangsheng, Xiaofeng solemnly paid homage to her mother's grave with food and wine in a box. After playing for a long time, it was near the end of the Hai Dynasty before returning to Mingyue.

In the middle of the twelve pavilions, there is a winding path leading to seclusion. Accompanied by "Xin Yue Zhi" played softly with the wind, the lamp is carried across a stone bridge, and it turns out to be a spacious courtyard. See you all tonight.Hanging the lamp outside the courtyard, she took Xiaofeng around the green tents set up according to the custom, and walked through a field of silver lamps and red candles. Only then did Xiaofeng realize that there was also a marriage tree with strands of red thread and a scented sachet of flowers. , each sachet is sewn with a luminous pearl, which is carved into the shape of a plum on the arm by Fangsheng. Below, the water in the jade basin is full of waves, reflecting the curved leaves stretching in the wind, fresh and lovely, the galaxy in the sky is also flowing in the water, sparkling, Fang Sheng embraces Xiaofeng, sits on the swing, she takes out a stick from her sleeve The golden needle was randomly thrown into the water, Xiaofeng saw that the needle shadow was straight, so she lightly pinched Fang Sheng's snowy cheeks, making a good joke.Leaning her head on Fang Sheng's shoulder, looking at the silver belt in the sky, she sighed suddenly: "When Mother missed Juesheng, she also said, 'If the two loves last forever, how can they be in the same day and night', huh, man The words and sentences written, but women understand best!"

Fang Sheng echoed: "I don't like this sentence very much, but I think that the relationship between the two lasts for a long time, and it happens day and night."

Xiaofeng smiled and said: "What I, A Luo said, is there any reason? You let me know that the best thing is to be happy with each other and stay together." She stood up again and looked at As for the marriage tree, Fang Sheng said with a smile: "The sachet is only allowed to look at one a day, the beauty can't be greedy."

Xiaofeng didn't care about it, and even took two apart, and Fang stopped. One was written "Together forever, grow old together", and the other was "Life after life, never change", this one is the same as the one she hung in the temple. Coincidentally, the corner of Xiaofeng's mouth was smiling, even though they were all the most polite and ordinary kind words, she felt extraordinarily sweet at this moment.

Looking at Fang Sheng again, he was shaving his cheeks, laughing at his peeking.

Xiaofeng turned her mouth, and threw a needle into the water, like a flower shadow, but also moving like a cloud, Xiaofeng looked at Fangsheng proudly,