After dressing as the male protagonist's younger brother, I entered the marriage

The sky is light, the darkness is gradually disappearing, the mist is light, and Chang'an Avenue is like a flowing ink painting like dark blue.

The person who came out of the stall at the gate of the city hummed a little song, and pushed the cart to his stall. He wiped his face, yawned, and after blowing out the lantern hanging on the front of the cart, he muttered: "When the sky grows longer, it can Save some candle money."

When he packed up his things and sat on a chair waiting for customers to look around, he caught sight of something dark out of the corner of his eye.

"What's that?" He ran to the next stall, grabbed someone's sleeve, pointed at the wall and shouted, "Brother, what's that black thing, it's not usually there!"

The boy next door was bold, stepped forward a few steps with his sleeves covered, and squinted his eyes to look carefully through the fog.When he looked at the things hanging on the city wall, he couldn't help but stare and take a few steps back in fright.

"It seems to be a human!"

"who?"

The two were scared out of their wits, ran and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Come here! It's not good, something happened—"

Chang'an City is extremely lively today.

At the end of Mao, the sun was bright.On the civilian road on the far left of the city gate, a group of people surrounded them, raising their heads and laughing.

The girl covered her eyes and peeked through her fingers again, with a disgusted expression on her face.

The vendor at the gate of the city smiled while selling goods: "I thought it was some kind of dead ghost, but I still yelled for people to go. When the sun came out and saw it clearly, I fell to the ground without laughing."

"It's quite ridiculous." The guest pointed at the city wall in amazement.

On the city wall, there were three naked men who only covered their important parts. They were in the shape of a Chinese character. The underwear on their lower body was cut to the bottom of their thighs, which could barely cover them.

"The one in the middle looks familiar to me, it seems to be the young master of the Dingguo Mansion. He usually does all the bad things by relying on the Dingguo Mansion, it must be retribution!"

"It deserves it."

Amidst the noise, Jian Ji opened his eyes in a daze, startled.I saw that I was facing Chang'an Avenue in front of me, and there were all roofs and tree tops in the past, and the ground was empty under my feet, and there were black people standing on the bottom like ants, all raising their heads and pointing at the three of them.

"Where is this? Help—help!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the two people beside him were also startled, shouting loudly.

Jian Ji wailed and howled, looking left and right with a mournful face, "Why are we hung up here!"

"I don't know, Young Master Jian, it must have been the hand of that monster yesterday!" Thinking of what happened last night, the two shuddered with goosebumps, "It must be a monster!"

The people below heard them wailing and laughed even more happily.

"Stop calling!"

Today, the face of the hundred households guarding the city is black, so what is going on!

The guards brought the ladder/zi, climbed to the top, and frowned at the person above his head.

"Baihu, this ladder can't reach it!"

"What?" Baihu's face turned darker.

The people around smiled and said, "How did you hang it up?"

"It must be that the gods in the sky couldn't see it, and cast spells to punish these three people. If you want me to say, just hang up, what a scene."

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense." The soldier guarding the city frowned.

"Help, daddy, help me! Dad!"

Jian Ji was crying out of breath, and the two people next to him were crying too. While crying, they looked at what was hanging on their tied hands. Seeing that it didn't matter, they were so scared that they almost peed again.

"Help, this is wood, it will break, and if it breaks, it means a life!"

"Don't shout, you can't break it!" The soldier on the top of the tower looked down disgustedly, "The nails are so deep, as long as you don't move around, you can't fall."

The three of them immediately obediently did not dare to move, for fear that the rope would break and they would fall into meatloaf.

"Baihu, with this height and strength, I'm afraid he is not a master of martial arts." The guard said to Baihu.

"Strange, why do martial arts masters trouble these three people?" Bai Hu felt even more strange.

"Look, they still have words written on them." Knowing that the ones who suffered the disaster were belongings of the Dingguo Mansion, the people were as excited as in the New Year.

"Let me see?"

Someone stretched his neck and squinted his eyes and looked up: "The person on the left wrote, seven...seven men and eight women?"

"It should be bullying men and women, too many strokes are hard to write." The guard who stayed beside Baihu turned his head and guessed.

Baihu gave him a sideways look, and the imperial guard quickly shut up.

"On the right side are written "Bai, Tian, ​​Xing, Tao."

"Hahaha, I know the one in the middle, little one! I even drew an arrow! Point there!"

Jian Ji wanted to cry but had no tears, wishing to wipe off the huge word "small" on his stomach.

"I'm not young!" he groaned.

A gust of wind blew, and the clothes of the three were half-covered and half-exposed.

Baihu let out a "hiss" and raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

"Tsk, it's quite small." He muttered, "Don't call me a needle eye!"

The imperial guard glanced at Baihu, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

"What are you looking at, I still don't think of a way to get them down!" Baihu shouted, pointing at the three people on the city wall.

There are more and more people watching the excitement, this road is impossible to enter, and other people who have entered the door run over to watch the excitement.This situation is as lively as the fireworks outside Chang'an City during the Chinese New Year.

"Stop crowding, let me go, I'm from Dingguo Mansion, let me go!"

The steward of Dingguo Mansion, who managed to get out of the crowd, looked at Jian Ji on the city wall, his old face turned red, and then his eyes darkened.

"This... is really not embarrassing enough!" The housekeeper stomped his feet, hating iron for not being strong, and said, "Master, why did you run up there?"

"The housekeeper saved me, someone killed me!" Seeing the acquaintance, Jian Ji gained confidence and said, "Let them get me down!"

"Who is so big that he can bear you." The housekeeper patted his thigh tremblingly, "You've caused trouble again, haven't you?"

"I don't, save me quickly! Otherwise, I won't be able to spare you." Jian Ji's arrogance reappeared.

"Oh, my lord, think of a way to get him down." The housekeeper said with a worried face, "After all, he is also the young master of Dingguo Mansion, so don't be ashamed of being here."

Baihu glanced at Jian Ji, "Is he really the son of General Dingguo?" The disgust in his eyes was undisguised.

"It's adoption, adoption!" the butler emphasized repeatedly.

"Isn't the adoptive child also the general's child?" Baihu shouted dissatisfied, "Why haven't he been taken down yet?"

"Haven't you got it yet?" He was sitting at the wonton stand not far away, and had already eaten five bowls of wontons, and the group of people were still chattering and shouting.

Liu Jin blinked, and said in a low voice, "The Xianggong hangs a bit higher, they can't reach it."

"I didn't think it was tall when I hung it, it's obviously because they are too short." He poured dogwood powder into the sixth bowl of wontons, "Master, your wontons are really delicious."

"It's an old business, and I like to come here often." The old man selling wontons smiled happily. There are many people today, and the business is good, so he is happy.

"Sanggong, aren't you afraid that they will find trouble with you?"

"What do you want me to do? What does it have to do with me?" He looked innocent after smelling it, imitating Liu Jin, and in a blink of an eye, raised a spoon to blow cold wontons and stuffed them into Liu Jin's mouth.

"Ahem, it's too spicy." Liu Jin choked on tears.

"Where is it spicy?" I tasted it if I couldn't smell it, and I got half a spoonful of cornel powder.

Liu Jin frowned and sat aside, raised his eyebrows when he heard about it, he smiled and moved back.

At the gate of the city, the officers and soldiers borrowed several fishing nets from the people's homes, stacked them together, and dragged the nets under the gate of the city.

"Ready?"

"No! Not ready!" Jian Ji and the other two yelled.

"The fishing net is not strong, we are so big and heavy, don't miss it."

"So much nonsense." Baihu said with disgust.

The steward of Dingguo Mansion sighed beside him, and took out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

"Okay, I'll try my best!" The four officers and soldiers grabbed the pole and began to pry the rope hanging from the stick.The wooden stick inserted into the drill block was inclined upwards, and the officers and soldiers watching the opera rushed up to help press the stick.

Bai Hu folded his hands behind his back and said suddenly: "If this person wants your young master's life, I guess this wooden stick is flat, just come here today to collect your young master's body."

"Yes, the young master is used to being unruly and offending many people. Our master is busy and has no time to take care of it. I will tell the master when I get back, please discipline me well!" the butler wiped his sweat, thinking in his heart, hoping that the master can really discipline , don't let it out to harm people.

"what--"

The pryed-out person fluttered in the air, screaming and falling into the net.

Seeing the man falling from the sky, Jian Ji was so frightened that he was out of his wits and cried, "Help, I want a ladder! A ladder!"

"Master, the ladder/ladder is too short, bear with it, it will be quick, and it won't hurt." The soldier prying people up continued to work.

"Get out, get out of here! Tell your lord to come and make him a long ladder! I don't want to fall!"

"I'm the young master of Dingguo Mansion. If something happens to me, you will be buried with me!" Jian Ji wailed.

The prying soldier looked at me and looked at you, sneered, pulled back the pole, and went to pry another person.

"Take it down, and ask what happened." Baihu waved his hand, and asked people to take the person in the fishing net to jail, and cause trouble for him early in the morning, don't think about it!

The housekeeper said: "My lord, where is our young master?"

Baihu raised his chin, and the soldier who ran down from upstairs said: "Master Jian said that it is not allowed to put him down in this way, and told us to make a long ladder."

The corners of Baihu's mouth twitched, and he said coldly: "Our city gate guards are responsible for monitoring the passers-by. This spring is the critical moment for candidates from all over the world to enter Beijing. How can we have time to build ladders for you?"

The housekeeper sighed, and said, "In that case, let's make the ladder/ladder ourselves."

"No need." A deep voice came from the crowd.

Baihu turned his head and saw a tall and mighty man coming out, wearing gray single clothes and sweating profusely.

"Master?" The butler lowered his head and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Ding Guohou said slowly: "Come out for a walk, I didn't expect this place to be so lively."

He glanced at the person hanging on the city wall, a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes, and his voice was steady, without distinguishing between emotions and anger, "Since he is willing to stay on it, let him go. When he thinks it through, then let him go." Pry it off."

"Housekeeper, go, go back."

After Ding Guofu finished speaking, he turned his head and left without hesitation.The butler hesitated for a moment, pulled Humanity aside and said, "The young master will come down later and put on his clothes. No matter what people say, just pull him into the sedan chair and run away."

"Yes, butler."

If you can't smell it, you are watching the play with a bowl in your hand, when suddenly the crowd makes a detour and a familiar face comes out.

"what?"

"What's the matter?" Liu Jin asked.

"I said that person's face was familiar. It was someone I met when I got up early and ran around Chang'an City."

Liu Jin rested her chin and turned to look at it, thinking that the man was so mighty.

If you can't smell it, put down the bowl and rub your belly, "We're full, let's go to the museum, tomorrow is the first day of the mahjong finals, I'll go see if they're ready."

Liu Jin nodded, took out her purse to pay.

On the other side, the housekeeper chased after Marquis Dingguo, persuading him: "Master, you really have to take care of the young master. He is usually incapable of doing things. He is hung on the city wall today, and the rope may be hung around the young master's neck someday!"

Seeing that Ding Guohou didn't respond, he went on to say: "This loss is the face of our Ding Guofu!"

"What you said is true." Ding Guohou walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back, "In that case, prepare 100 taels of silver, and send them back to Jian's residence together when that evil obstacle is pried off."

"...Master, what do you mean?" The housekeeper looked at Dingguo Mansion's face and whispered, "You don't want this son anymore?"

"Son?" Ding Guohou stopped his feet, his eyes were gloomy, "I, Jian Hong, can't bear such a son!"