When it was time to eat, I followed the flow of people into the house. There was no doubt that the antique furnishings were there. In the hall at the main entrance was a squatting Buddha, looking at life with a smile and saving all sentient beings.
After the hall, there is another large pavilion, which is full of flowers and plants. A grand grape vine winds gracefully on the wooden frame in the courtyard. The wind blows the dead leaves all over the ground and dances on the ground. The courtyard is surrounded by
After walking through the pavilion and turning a few corners, I realized that this house was really not that big.
Finally, I saw the person in front of me walking through a door, I think we were almost there!
When I walked in, I realized that I really remembered Qi Hao's words. This is really a Tuwang Palace. Although it is not as rich and noble as the Yonghua Palace in the Forbidden City, this huge project should be considered rare in the past and it was meticulously carved.
The eaves are cylindrical, with dragons and phoenixes flying, flowers blooming, and exquisite red wooden windows on all sides. The space of the house is larger than the front yard. I can't help but wonder what the purpose of this is. The village king and the local prince sit in front of the center, with cloth on both sides.
The table is full of wood. Here it is nothing but wood.
The girls who just ran for Ala sit in front on the tables on both sides very close to the village king. They are all as pretty as flowers blooming in May, especially enchanting and brilliant.
Sitting on the table, everyone in the audience was eating happily. The table was full of dishes that they had never seen before. They were probably their specialties here. The taste had a strong Nomura flavor, and they remained silent.
Eating in a sensual way, listening to their incomprehensible language, and gazing at this spectacular and unique ancient village.
More than an hour later, the meal was still not finished. The dishes were served one after another, giving a royal feeling of wealth. No wonder so many girls came to compete.
"Boom." There was another loud sound of the gong.
"Fellow folks, the next moment is the time for our next village king to throw the hydrangea and choose Allah." Just after finishing the meal, the old man's voice was full of energy, thinking of the girls who had just sang, thinking of them
Is there a special way to make the sound so loud?
"Throwing an embroidered ball, haha... Yoichi, it's so funny!" Fortunately, he hadn't left just now, otherwise he would have missed this wonderful moment. It's really funny for a boy to throw an embroidered ball. What age is this?
There are hydrangeas thrown.
Qi Hao's laughter attracted the attention of people around him. Everyone looked at Qi Hao with dissatisfied looks in their eyes. This was the most sacred moment in their village and no one was allowed to laugh at it.
Qi Hao immediately stopped smiling and nodded lightly as he was embarrassed to smile at them.
Then he walked out with the flow of people and returned to the front yard along the original path. At this time, the tables that had been arranged were no longer visible, leaving only the empty space and the arena.
"Ye Yi, who do you think that local prince will throw the hydrangea to?" Qi Hao followed Ye Yi's footsteps and walked in the back corner, curiously guessing.
"Maybe it's you." Looking at his extremely curious look, she couldn't help but want to tease him.
Qi Hao was once again surprised and looked at Ye Yi with wide eyes. She could actually joke, "This is not funny at all." Qi Hao looked at Ye Yi with interest and said softly to her.
Although I am not interested in who the result is, I still feel a little curious when watching this scene. There is actually a ceremony of throwing embroidery balls in this era.
The dozen or so girls were standing in a row at the bottom of the ring, surrounded by the crowd. Everyone was very curious to guess who Ara was, and everyone rushed forward to get a better look.
At this time, the confident and bright smiles no longer appeared on the faces of these girls. They were probably infected by the extreme nervousness in their hearts. They were panicking in this cold climate and biting wind, waiting for the most important fate in their lives.
People love some people, marry and have children with them, and other people. Among these girls, only one is destined to be chosen as Allah. So what kind of mentality do the others have to deal with this fact at this time?
Maybe they don’t love that person at all!
He shook his head and smiled bitterly, Ye Yi, when did you have the leisure to pay attention to these things?
At this moment, the village king and the male protagonist came to the ring gracefully, and there was a man next to him carrying a tray, in which was placed a particularly dazzling red hydrangea, as if to make the whole scene red.
"It's about to begin." Qi Hao said excitedly, staring at the action in front of him without blinking. Suddenly he looked at Ye Yi with a wicked smile, "Ye Yi, pay attention! Maybe
Did the hydrangea really fall on you?" I wanted to see her panic look, but it turned out that I had done something wrong again. Besides being indifferent, she was still indifferent. Maybe she needed a mirror just like him.
Wang Ziming looked at the crowd of people on the stage, and then looked at the girls in front of him. He smiled indifferently, and then his eyes drifted to the white mass in the corner at the back, which was meaningful.
Look at that white mass and smile.
"Ye Yi, why do I always have the feeling that he is looking in our direction?" Qi Hao looked at the native prince on the stage, as if he was really looking this way.
"Maybe!" He responded calmly, hoping to end it quickly and leave.
"The hydrangea tossing begins now."
The scene that was just a little noisy suddenly became quiet, and there was a dull feeling. Everyone held their breath, waiting for this moment to arrive.
Wang Ziming slowly took out the hydrangeas from the tray next to him. The atmosphere around him was condensed to the extreme, and his whole heart was lifted.
He turned around and looked around, smiling lightly.
At this time, everyone's eyes were all focused on the blood-red hydrangea, staring nervously, wondering who it would end up with.
The hands were slowly raised, and all eyes followed. The cold wind could not blow away the burning look in everyone's eyes.
Just when everyone was still guessing who the hydrangea would land on, with a "hoo", it quickly flew past the girls standing in the row in front, flew through the crowded crowd in the middle, and headed towards the white mass behind.
Fly away.
Everyone turned around in surprise, no doubt the direction of the hydrangea gave them a big shock.
"Oh, God! God! Earth! You can't really let yourself get it right!" Qi Hao also looked at the red hydrangea flying in the distance with a shocked expression.
I squinted my eyes and watched all these dramatic changes, and sneered. Just when the hydrangea was about to fall on me, I blocked it with my hand and swung it to the side.
Qi Hao reflexively caught the hydrangea flying towards him and looked at it in his hand blankly.
"Ah!" At this time, everyone looked at the owner who caught the hydrangea and exclaimed in surprise.