It's better to make money these days

The night is like water, and the night wind is slightly cool.

The river surface reflects the red lanterns on both sides of the river and the crowds of people coming and going. People swim alone or in groups. Small vendors on the street greet their goods with loud voices, and the street is very lively.

Li Zheng walked slowly, not paying too much attention to the cultural scenery on the street, he looked up at the roofs of the houses on both sides of the strait.

The old man loved roofs very much.

It's a pity that after observing for a while, no black or white shadows appeared, so Li Zheng clicked his tongue and turned around to walk back.

Suddenly a small stone hit his shoulder, and Li Zheng turned his head.

Mo Hansheng sat at the table and took a rest with his forehead. This time the return trip took far longer than expected. He had already finished the medicine he had prepared. He is now very weak. Fortunately, there are still some hidden weapons for self-defense.

Thinking of the disappointment that flashed in the eyes of that person when he left, Mo Hansheng smiled and sighed slightly.

The Qiqiao Festival was originally the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met in the legend. There are different customs in different places, but there is always one thing in common, that is, Qiqiao throwing flowers.

Qiqiao is a homonym for Qiqiao, and Qiqiao Touhua is about those girls who have not left the court can prepare seven identical flowers on the day of Qiqiao Festival. If you have the same wish, you cannot refuse it on this festival, but if that person happens to want to get along with you, you can pin this flower around your waist, throw away the other flowers you received, and go to the side of the bridge to wait for your lover , although there are no bridges in some places, there will always be a place for these people.

As soon as Mo Hansheng came out of the inn, he realized that someone was watching him secretly, and he didn't know which one of them it was. Although he has the ability to protect himself now, if there are too many people, he will definitely not be able to take care of him.

However, he didn't give him much time to think, and all the girls passing by threw flowers on his lap.

This inn is not on the shore, but because of this, those women who just left are holding seven flowers in their hands. Although Mo Hansheng is disabled, this does not prevent the girls from admiring the handsome man, so I don't care about this flower anymore.

Mo Hansheng looked down at the various flowers on his legs, and he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly when he heard the girls' laughter.

The folk customs in Changle are indeed more open than those in Daan.

The moon is bright and the stars are scarce, although it is not the dark and windy night that assassins like, but the streets here are too quiet against the lively background there.

The cheerful festive atmosphere somewhat dispelled the gloom in his heart. Mo Hansheng didn't know why the person in the dark didn't do anything, so he could only pay attention.

Unknowingly, he came to the arena that the boss mentioned, and the people in the dark had already left halfway. He didn't care much, but the arena was unexpectedly lively.

The Qiqiao Festival is mostly loved by young people, and those who already have families naturally want to join in the fun. The applause and ridicule kept hitting Mo Hansheng's ears, but his eyes were only on the people on the stage.

There is a table on the stage with a chair on both sides of the table, and a wall-like wine jar is placed on the innermost side of the ring.

Li Zheng was standing on the left, opposite him was an ordinary-looking man with two bowls and a jug of wine on the table.

"The city lord is so generous, he actually used wine as a competition."

"Yeah, I thought it was a martial arts competition this year."

"Hey, let alone, this wine is very fragrant."

"Come on, if you drink this wine, let alone a jar, you can sleep for a day with a glass."

"It's true, I'm a little drunk after smelling it for a long time."

"Haha, I don't know who can last until the end. The boys who went up just now are all carried home now."

"It is said that the person who stands at the end wins. If someone deliberately interferes with the stage and procrastinates, the victory may be hard to die."

"What are you worrying about, just join in the fun, hey, they're drinking."

Listening to the discussions of the people around him from time to time, Mo Hansheng gradually frowned, and he looked up at the person on the stage.

Li Zheng poured down a bowl with his head up, blinked and watched the person across from him put down the bowl as well.

The two of them had already drank three bowls, and they were still standing still, without any hint of tipsiness.

Li Zheng raised his eyebrows. This alcohol has a high alcohol content and has great stamina. He didn't expect that there are people who are as drunk as him. It seems that if they want to get that moonstone flower, they have to fight for a long time.

Since you can drink it, let's see who can hold it for a long time.

When the fourth bowl was put down, the cheers from the audience gradually diminished, and people began to wonder if the two of them cheated to drink the water, otherwise why would they still look like normal people?

Mo Hansheng looked away from Li Zheng and looked at another person.

He didn't pay much attention to this person before, and he didn't know Li Zheng's drinking capacity, but he could understand from other people's mouths that people who have not been drunk until now can hold a lot of alcohol.

So, super gods can meet two at once?

Han Sheng looked at this seemingly ordinary man, shook his head and laughed after a few moments.

On the stage, the two of them had already drank six bowls but they were still standing still, not even touching the legs of the table.

Li Zheng's original desire to win gradually faded, and he began to be curious about this opponent. He believed that even if he didn't drink a thousand cups, he could hold back the victory until the end, so he must get to know this brother after the end.

It's not easy to meet someone like me.

When the tenth bowl was put down, the audience was already silent. The originally lively duel in the arena abruptly turned the two into a boring stare at each other in the arena.

Li Zheng tilted his head and looked at the opposite side, he could feel that the man was already holding on.

The man's calm eyes gradually became turbulent, and he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You can die if you admit defeat, anyway, this thing is for that person in the end."

Li Zheng was stunned, why was this voice so familiar.

He was turning his head, looking seriously at the other side, and after a while he whispered: "Uh, Lu Li?"

The person opposite rolled his eyes: "It's me."

Li Zheng twitched the corners of his mouth: "You drink so well?"

Lu Li looked down at the wine jar on the table, and said helplessly, "I took the medicine beforehand, who knew you could drink so well."

Li Zheng laughed, laughing too much: "Then you should admit defeat early."

Lu Li said firmly, "No."

Li Zheng snorted softly, raised his hand and poured another bowl of wine, turned his head to the boy next to him and said, "Please have another jar."

The young servant looked at the two of them like a ghost, and hurriedly brought a jar of new wine, and the people in the audience sighed repeatedly.

Li Zheng pulled off the lid and poured a bowl for Lu Li, raising his hand as a signal.

Lu Li's face instantly darkened.

"I surrender."

The air was suddenly quiet, Li Zheng raised his eyebrows playfully on stage, but the audience couldn't believe it.

Lu Li stared at Li Zheng, gritted his teeth and repeated again: "I said, I, admit, lose."

Li Zheng cupped his fists and smiled politely: "Brother, I've accepted it."

The people in the audience cheered differently than in previous years. At this time, there was only one thought in people's minds - it was finally over.

The young man on the stage hurried over and shouted: "Is there any challenger? If not, then this young master has won." He pointed at Li Zheng.

This more than half an hour of competition made the people in the audience discouraged, especially seeing that the young man in blue seemed to be fine, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​trying.

The servant seemed to be relieved, even his words could not help but bring a smile: "Then congratulations to this..."

Li Zheng smiled and said, "Flowers."

"...This playboy won the victory in the city lord's arena of this year's Qiqiao Festival!"

The boy walked towards Li Zheng and said, "Young Master Hua, please come with me. The city lord has already set up a banquet in the Manyue Tower and is waiting for you."

Li Zheng smiled politely: "I'm sorry."

The audience gradually dispersed, Mo Hansheng didn't move, Lu Li jumped off the stage and walked towards him.

"Why are you here?"

After looking around, Lu Li looked at the person in the wheelchair, sighed, and said in depression, "I heard that the prize given by the city lord this year is Moonstone Flower."

Mo Hansheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "I didn't expect him to drink so well, but I know you can't drink like that."

Lu Li pushed him towards the crowd, and said, "I took medicine to survive until now, that kid is still a bit capable."

Han Sheng's eyes were full of smiles, and he raised his head to look at the crescent moon in the sky: "Yeah, you're really capable."

Lu Li couldn't quite hear the whispered words: "Hmph, after he takes the flower, he can't give it to me. He has to win."

Hearing this, Mo Hansheng's heart moved, and he changed the topic with a smile: "Why, why did you give it to you?"

Lu Li pushed him into a street quickly: "You will know when you arrive."

The Manyue Building is just behind the arena. There are three big red characters on the door plaque. When you enter the door, you can see the girls dancing with songs on the innermost stage.

Li Zheng's footsteps paused slightly, and the servant next to him smiled and said, "Young man, Manyue Tower is indeed a place to eat and drink, and the dancers and singers over there are just for fun, please follow me to the second floor."

Li Zheng nodded with a smile and followed.

The only city lord I met before was Qin Ze. Li Zheng thought that this city lord would also be a young man, but he never expected that he would be in his sixtieth year.

The old man was sitting at the table, when he saw him coming in he waved and said: "I thought the winner would be a drunkard, but unexpectedly he is a handsome young man."

Li Zheng walked over, slightly bent down and cupped his fists, and said, "Thanks to the kindness of the city lord, I am very grateful."

The admiration in the eyes of the old man did not diminish: "Sit down quickly, there are not so many etiquettes."

Li Zheng sat across from him with a smile, and didn't rush to ask where the prize was.

"How much did you drink?"

Li Zheng scratched his face, a little embarrassed: "Eleven bowls."

"Okay, okay!" The old man laughed loudly, "My boy, my wine is only a bowl for ordinary people... It seems that this is God's will."

Li Zheng didn't understand, so he could only laugh along.

The old man poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Li Zheng, poured another cup for himself, and said with a long sigh, "You must have come here for Yueshihua."

"Yes."

The old man's eyes suddenly sharpened: "Do you know what that moonstone flower is?"

Li Zheng shook his head honestly: "I don't know much."

The old man suddenly laughed again, and then asked seriously: "Are you saving or harming people?"

Li Zheng: "Save people."

"who?"

Li Zheng: "...the one you love." This is quite important.

The old man froze, frowned and looked at the young man opposite, but he couldn't see any deceit. After a while, he picked up a chopstick dish for himself, and sighed: "Eat it, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."

Li Zheng nodded, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.

The old man squinted at the bright moonlight by the window, and said: "This moonstone flower is something inherited from our family. When I was sorting things out a few days ago, I accidentally found a small book, and the moonstone flower was recorded on it." Speaking of this, He turned to look at Li Zheng.

Li Zheng sat on the opposite side and listened quietly, there was no doubt about not disturbing.

He is a patient listener.

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