"The Qiqiao Festival in Beijing is really lively!"
Gao Xiao said with beaming eyes, but he only said this sentence before he got stuck.
Qixing looked at him, waiting for his description.
Gao Xiaoliu sighed in his heart, he felt so hateful. If he had known that there was a girl who looked forward to it so much, he would not miss every festival.
"Just, a lot of lights." He said, "A lot of people, good food, and let's sing and dance."
The more he spoke, the lower his voice became. Qixing was still looking at him, but Qingzhi had curled his lips rudely.
Gao Xiaoliu gave up and looked ashamed: "I actually don't know what the Qiqiao Festival is like in Beijing. I have never celebrated the festival. I am either guarding my father or in the casino."
Dad is in a coma and needs to rest, and there is no festival in the casino.
The girl opposite didn't look regretful that she couldn't hear the introduction. Instead, she looked at him and said seriously: "I have never celebrated a holiday, so you are not alone."
Although the name Xiaoliu was not loud enough, it sounded so nice when she called it out. Gao Xiaoliu smiled broadly and raised his glass: "Miss Qixing, happy holidays."
I don’t know how long I watched, but a store clerk ran up to me.
A girl was walking by the river, holding a shallow bowl in her hand, looking down at the jasmine lantern floating in it from time to time.
So no need to feel sad?
No one has ever given him a gift since he was so old.
"Hall Master Chen, the past has passed." He said, "Now that there is a new leader, the Momen has new hope. Repairing the Great Wall in the North is not an easy task, not only with manpower, but also with the imperial court.
Relationship, after all, the Great Wall is in the hands of the government soldiers and horses. How to arrange it, please give the leader some time. After all, she has just taken office and is not familiar with it yet..."
Mohists are human beings too, they are still young people. Who doesn’t like to have fun during the holidays?
Qixing didn't just have fun in Huixian Tower. After dinner and wine, singing and dancing, and fireworks, he said goodbye to Gao Xiaoliu and went for a walk on the street.
Gao Xiaoliu didn't even look back: "Go away, don't disturb me during the festival."
When he said this, the window of the box opened, and with the firelight shining, a bunch of fireworks exploded in the air, colorfully illuminating the Huixian Tower.
"Young Master," he shouted with a smile.
The light and shadow of the river water made her face dim and unclear as she lowered her head.
Gao Xiaoliu looked at her. Her parents were dead and she was an orphan. Judging from the time, she was still young when the accident happened. She must have been hiding in Tibet growing up.
Chen Shi sneered: "Don't say nice things for him. I know very well who the person named Luo is. He is not a human being!"
As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass.
Chen Shi laughed again: "Elder Gao really respects the leader."
Upon hearing this question, Chen Shi snorted and turned his head away: "My master is Elder Xie's tenth disciple. Master, uncles and aunts are no longer here. Among the brothers, I am the most powerful, so of course I am the leader.
"
Gao Xiaoliu looked disgusted.
Chen Shi chuckled and turned his head, unable to hide the sarcasm on his face in the dark night.
"Miss Qixing went to the river to put out river lanterns and made one for the young master with her own hands."
"Hall Master Chen, you see, it's rare for a master to take a break during a holiday." Mr. Gao looked at the young man hidden in the darkness behind him and said softly, "She is indeed very busy these days, so don't disturb her today."
Huh? Gao Xiaoliu immediately stepped over and took the deep bowl from the waiter's hand.
Qixing smiled and shook his head: "No, at least not now. Huixian Tower is open to welcome guests. Any guests can come. The government cannot suspect everyone and arrest everyone, but Mr. Gao cannot accompany everyone shopping...
..”
Yes, Liu Yan was staring at him. If he saw him going in and out with Miss Qixing, he would definitely target Miss Qixing. Gao Xiaoliu sighed: "This old boy is so annoying. Sooner or later I have to kill him."
The store clerk did not leave immediately: "Sir, look quickly, someone has given you a gift."
Chen Shi looked at the bright smile on the face of the girl on the high building, and then listened to the music and singing surging behind her, and sneered: "She is already very familiar with having fun."
Because he prides himself on his beauty and often spends time in dim gambling houses, he doesn't care about flowers or grass, nor does he feel that there is any beauty in the world that he can admire.
There were many women playing and walking by the river. The girl holding a bowl of lanterns passed by the two women walking towards her and bumped lightly. In the interplay of light and shadow, her body shape seemed to change, and the next moment the figures separated again.
At such a young age, with such high kung fu, and with so many achievements, she must have suffered a lot, even more than herself...
She was still conscientiously comforting him.
The shop assistant was still talking, but Gao Xiaoliu could no longer hear him and only looked at the water cup in his hand.
Various lanterns float in the river that passes through the city.
…
The wealthy man became even more unhappy and frowned at Chen Shi: "If you regard a giant as a saint, everyone is willing to die for him. This is the motto of the Mohist sect. You don't even know this? Are you really a descendant of the Mohist sect? Who is your master?"
?You, the hall master, are really grateful to the elder for your appointment?"
Do you hate Head Luo so much? Is it because of that female disciple in Beitang? It seems that Head Luo did something disgraceful to that woman back then. He started to fall into chaos and then gave up or something? Rich Man Gao was curious, but his expression remained the same, and he sighed again
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Qixing, who stood by the window and set off the fireworks with his own hands, smiled.
"What's more, eating, drinking and having fun in Huixian Tower is also a holiday. Young Master Six, let's have fun together."
Gao Xiaoliu turned his head and saw that the shop clerk was holding a deep black porcelain bowl in his hand. It was ordinary, without even a pattern decoration. The beggars used it better than this.
It is more beautiful than any lamp on the streets of Beijing.
The leader mentioned here is naturally not the girl who was drinking and feasting at this time. The rich man's face was stiff: "You, you." In the end, he did not say any words of accusation. There was a trace of pain in his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice,
"We dissuaded..." He seemed to be trapped in the painful memories of the past, and finally sighed softly, "Headmaster Luo also wants to make Momen better, but things are unpredictable..."
It seemed like I was going to just watch it all night.
"Miss Qixing sent it here." The store clerk lowered his voice.
At this moment, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
Is she comforting him?
There are sounds of singing and dancing, the lights are swaying, and good wine and food are constantly being brought in. Standing in the darkness of the backyard and looking up, this place is like a paradise in heaven.
The shop assistant smiled and did as he was told, and soon the box fell into darkness.
"So lovely."
Qixing said with a smile: "When the Momen matter is settled, we can celebrate the festival together."
Then he threw up his sleeves and left.
"Miss Qixing is very cautious. She specially found the beggar to send it to us and asked the beggar to beg for money for us. When she was discovered, she just thought that the beggars had a new way to make money."
This is……
There is a puddle of clear water in the bowl, and three jasmine flowers are floating there. A lamp is burning in the core of the jasmine flower, which is bright and bright, and the shadows of the flowers are floating.
"If the leader is not worthy of being the leader, do we still have to respect him?" he said, "If the leader makes a mistake, do we still have to defend him? You elders just watch the leader dragging Momen to death without even saying a word.
Will you not stop without making a sound?"
But he stood still by the window, listening to the singing and dancing from Huixian Tower, and looking at the market like the Milky Way falling to the ground.
It is more beautiful than any lamp hanging in Huixian Tower.
I knew it was not Elder Xie who identified him, he was just a disciple. Elder Xie could not catch his eye, but there was no one in the Beitang, so this kid made himself the leader of the hall.
Gift? What is that?
The wealthy man stopped questioning him and said sincerely: "Since you have become the master of the hall, you should behave like the master of the hall. The Mo family is the most important and the head of the hall is the respect..."
Chen Shi shouted from behind: "I am busy issuing orders and showing off my authority, surrounding the entire capital. Am I the only one who can't get close to me?"
Rich Man Gao looked at the fireworks blooming in the night sky and smiled.
…
The rich man's voice was low: "Hall Master Chen, you are wrong to say that. Don't you know what's going on with Mo Sect now? Bailou Town was almost besieged by the government. It was difficult to choose the leader. Everyone escaped smoothly. Of course, we must be cautious.
Be careful, otherwise if you make a slight mistake, Momen will really be doomed."
Gao Xiaoliu stood up and said, "Let's go to the street to celebrate the festival together."
Gao Xiaoliu looked at the three jasmine lanterns floating in the water bowl.
What he is holding is the most beautiful lamp in the world.
Suddenly he shouted to turn off all the lights in the room.
Gao Xiaoliu stood by the window and watched, watching Qixing's figure merge into the noisy crowd on the street, he could no longer see it in the blink of an eye.
"Miss, the fireworks have started, squint your eyes carefully because of the smoke." Qing Zhi said, taking off the gauze hat on his back, "Put on the hat to cover your face."
The woman beside him nodded, lowered her head and put on a hat, hiding her face.
"Miss." Qingzhi smiled and moved forward, "Let's go see there, there are such big sugar figures."
The young lady wearing a gauze hat walked slowly behind her. The woman holding a bowl lamp behind her lowered her head slightly and walked in the opposite direction, disappearing into the night.
