"Sister, please let me see another young lady. When I see her, my soul will follow him."
A handsome scholar-like man stood in the back garden, pleading with a girl, both of whom were dressed in ancient clothes, one dressed in a tree, the other dressed in a double bun, standing in the sunset, among the flowers and willows. , The whole body is bathed in rosy light, and the sound is rustling, but it is clearly distinguishable.
"Emma, where is this?"
The fat boy stood under the tree opposite the garden and patted Wu Yue on the shoulder: "What the hell is this? What are these two people dressed up? By the way, you didn't melt in?"
"No." At this time, Wu Yue took off his police uniform and changed into a blue and white striped dress, like pajamas and hospital gowns, frowning tightly, and shook his head: "I don't know. Why, but hope that the password can appear in this world."
"How can I find it?" The fat boy rubbed his hands and said, "What the hell is that A Hong's crazy woman, what did she tell us to do? She said that she wanted to find out why she suddenly thought of revenge? Who knows why she did it? After so many years, I suddenly thought of revenge, and also revenge for a friend I haven't seen for many years. It's just a lunatic!"
"This is ancient times. It looks like the girl’s clothes are from the Tang Dynasty." Wu Yue stood under the tree and observed the two attire. The scholar’s clothes were not obvious. I don’t know if it was Tang or Ming, but the girl was easy to identify. , Hongsha embroidered skirt, showing half-chest, high bun, and a beauty mole in the middle. At a glance, he knew that it was Tang suit. After thinking about it, he said: "It is possible that A Hong has restored the memory of his previous life. ."
When the fat boy heard the words "memory of past lives", his eyes lit up and said: "That's still interesting."
"Shhh..."
Suddenly, Wu Yue patted the fat boy and motioned to him to shut up, because the girl had already come here, she just turned her face sideways and didn't see what she was doing. At this time, she turned her face, her face was pretty, and that A Hong There is an eighth image. At this time, he is muttering: "What man, when I saw my lady, he made such a rash request, bah bah."
As he was talking, he suddenly bumped into a person, staggered back with a sound of "Oh".
"Oh, isn't this a matchmaker?" The lady looked at the matchmaker, helped her up and said with a smile: "Girl, your girl is going to be overjoyed, hehe."
"What?" The matchmaker was taken aback and looked up and down the woman. Seeing her heavy makeup, she was dressed up as a matchmaker, and asked: "My lady is going to say kiss?"
"Yes, yes, the little lady has both excellent looks and looks, and she is worthy of a good marriage." As she said, the matchmaker held her veil and covered her mouth with a "sneer" smile.
"Who did you tell me?" The matchmaker was a little excited when she heard that her lady was going to get married, and hurriedly held the matchmaker's hand: "Good mother, tell me, why don't I know anything."
"Yes, yes, yes, it hasn’t been decided yet, but it’s correct. My former son made my nephew a fancy to your lady. Let me tell the old lady. I heard that the old lady is a concubine, so she’s not very happy. But, they are the nephews of the envoys, rich and powerful, not to mention concubines, even if they become singers, they are also the best choice."
"Huh?" When the matchmaker heard this, she blinked her eyes and her face changed suddenly. She is a person with a sharp personality and can't help her feelings. When she heard this, she couldn't help but sneered: "I just praised my lady just now. He is both talented and beautiful, I thought who should be worthy of, but turned out to be a concubine?"
"What's wrong with being a concubine?" When the matchmaker heard this, she suddenly became angry, and her eyebrows were erected: "With your family background, you can't afford to be a concubine. You don't look at your family's identity. Pooh. "Speaking, the matchmaker suddenly spit on the ground, she was spitting on the matchmaker's shoes.
Seeing this, the matchmaker jumped up with anger and slapped the matchmaker.
"What are you doing?" The matchmaker was not too easy to provoke, she threw her teeth and claws at the matchmaker, but saw that the matchmaker was very dexterous and slipped past the matchmaker's assistance and ran away.
"Asshole little hoof, you wait!" The matchmaker covered her face, gritted her teeth and cursed...
"Oh, what the hell is this?" The fat boy couldn't help seeing this place: "How come it feels like you have traveled to a TV series?"
Wu Yue shook his head and stared at the girl’s distant back and said: "Stop talking nonsense. A Hong only gives us three minutes. Although I don’t know how much time is in this world, let’s follow her. I hope the code will appear. Clue." As he said, grabbing the fat boy and chasing the matchmaker.
…
In the monastery, the flowers are red, willows and green, the sun is shining, and the sunny day is good. A few women are watering the flowers in the garden, and the matchmaker comes in. Everyone says hello: "Sister Hong is back."
The matchmaker nodded and asked, "Where is the young lady?"
"In the study." A girl turned back.
When the matchmaker heard this, she went straight to the wing. She grew up with the young lady and was much more intimate than others, so she didn’t care, she pushed the door straight, and saw that the young lady was carrying the door and facing the window. , Wiping something, walked over and took a look, sure enough, was crying.
However, even if it is tearful, the beauty is also extremely beautiful. The marked facial features, bright skin, long eyelashes, and the appearance of flowers and moons are not enough to describe her appearance. It is not inferior to the concubine in the palace, and she is not inferior to her. The face is red, the color is gorgeous, and the brilliance is just a stunning beauty,
"Miss." The matchmaker watched her young lady cry, she felt more distressed, and gritted her teeth and said: "You have heard that... the old lady wants to make a concubine with you, marry and be a concubine?"
When the young lady heard this, she sobbed, and suddenly she lay on the table and started crying: "What can I do? It's not my own life. What can I do if I am born under such a situation? They raised me just for the sake of Such a day, woo woo woo."
When the matchmaker heard this, she sighed suddenly and shook her head.
…
"I'm confused, Wu Yue, can you explain it, I'm completely stunned." The fat boy scratched his head, looked around, touched the bed, touched the window lattice, and looked at the layout of the Tang Dynasty. There was no table. The stool, could not help being very surprised.
Wu Yue frowned and looked down at the tablet in his hand. He originally thought that the first layer was finished, but now he ran to the second layer again, and he didn't know how much time would be lost...
But what can it be
This is other people's world, not one's own.
After a moment of contemplation, Wu Yue looked at the master and servant and concluded: "If the girl is called Hongniang, the young lady should be Cui Yingying."
"Who is that?" The fat boy suddenly stretched out his hand and flicked the faint smoke on the incense burner.
"You really don't read books." Wu Yue couldn't help but spit out contemptuously: "Don't you even know "The Biography of Yingying"?"
"I don't know, modern people who look at this, come back from school to play games, who is like you..." When the fat boy said this, he suddenly stopped as if he was stuck, and a bit of embarrassment appeared on his face.
When Wu Yue heard this, he did not say a word, and said for a while: "It seems that we have entered the Tang Dynasty. A Hong said that we should find out why she suddenly harmed Zhang Tingsheng. It seems that it should have something to do with her previous life. It should be this matchmaker? That Cui Cui is this young lady."
"Uh uh uh, I seem to understand a little bit, can that Zhang Tingsheng become Zhang Sheng?" The fat boy patted his hand.
"Why do you know again?" Wu Yue blinked.
The fat young man grinned and said, "I know a little bit, but I don't know much. By the way, I seem to remember that Cui Yingying is the daughter of the prime minister. Why should I marry a concubine?" He said, pointing to the front.
The Hongniang was trying to persuade her young lady, Cui Yingying, but Cui Yingying refused to listen, she just cried: "I'm fine, why should I be a concubine? If one day is sold by the mistress, then I really don't know where to live. Go, woo."
…
"This Cui Yingying is not the daughter of the prime minister. According to historical records, it was written by the poet Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty based on real experience. If this is the daughter of the prime minister, he would not dare to give up in chaos with a hundred courage, so it seems That Cui Yingying's identity is nothing more than an adopted daughter from a wealthy family. In other words, many wealthy families choose some nice little girls, raise them up, and then give them out as gifts or entertain guests as domestic prostitutes."
"Huh?" The fat boy covered his mouth: "This, this... how is it possible?"
…
While she was talking, she suddenly saw the matchmaker stomping her feet and saying, "Miss, if you really don't marry until you die, let's just escape?"
"Escape?" When Cui Yingying heard this, her eyes lit up, but suddenly she shook her head again: "Where can we two weak women escape?"
"Clean up the silver..." The matchmaker lowered her voice and said softly: "Then, looking at the quiet night of the night, we just need to flee together."
Cui Yingying bowed her head silently, and shook her head for a while and said: "It won't work, even if we have some money, we can barely make it, and then? What will we live on in the future? Is it possible... might as well be here..." Then, there came tears again. "My wife has been good to me over the years. I thought that my wife would always arrange a proper place for me. Even if she was a concubine, she was a good person. However, I have seen that nephew, who is a very shameless and crude person. He is afraid..."
As he said, lowered his head, tears fell on the clothes "patter" and "patter", which was soaked in a while.
"All right!"
Suddenly, the matchmaker stomped and said, "Let's do it, miss, let's choose our own husband and son."
"Choose your own husband and son?" Cui Yingying raised her head, looking at the matchmaker with shining eyes.
"Choose by yourself." The matchmaker nodded firmly and said: "Miss, do you remember? The last time a soldier was rioted, someone had rescued, and the lady asked us to go out to see him, saying that it is our turn or a cousin. That is called Zhang Sheng. Yes, miss, don't you remember?"
When Cui Yingying heard this, her eyes lit up and she suddenly lowered her head shyly.
The matchmaker knew that this was the lady willing, and hurriedly said: "Miss, if you are interested, we will take the initiative to choose Zhang Sheng. Although he is a little poor, he is a scholar and a scholar of scholar background. He has a bright future and is a good match with the lady. You What do you think?"
Cui Yingying was very shy when she heard this, and said in a low voice: "Even if we...he may not be able to see me." At this point, her face suddenly changed, and tears fell again and said: "When we met, he It’s not that he doesn’t know who I am. How can he... marry me?"
"So I have to find a way." The matchmaker stomped and said, "He is just a poor scholar, and the young lady is more than enough for him. By the way, just now, he got rid of me and wants to meet the young lady."
When Cui Yingying heard this, she stood up: "Really?"
"Really." The matchmaker nodded and said: "At that time, I sternly refused. I thought that the lady was so kind to the lady, she would definitely not do that... She would definitely find a safe home for the lady, so I didn't like him. Now... Oh, there's no way."
When Cui Yingying heard this, she seemed to refute: "I am a good person, and it is my blessing to see me." As she said, she lowered her head and clicked, tears falling to the ground.
"Look at me." The matchmaker stomped her feet: "I will arrange it for the young lady, don't worry."