However, if you want to enter the small courtyard where Ziyu is to welcome the bride, there are three small courtyard gates in the middle. You have just passed the first one now, and there are two more.
"The harp, the harp, the pipa, the eight great kings are here." The one on the second door is a descendant of the Qin family. He is Ziyu's cousin or cousin. He is a man who has read poetry and books, and his favorite couple is his favorite couple in his life.
As soon as Beiming Changfeng and others came to the door, they directly opened their mouths and asked the question without waiting.
"Monsters, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, please step aside." Fang Yi shook his head, meaning it was trivial.
"The sea water falls towards the sea." (pronunciation: sea water tide, Chao Chao tide, Chao tide falls) This is a homophonic couplet, which has been passed down from ancient times to the present. He would like to see what the groom official at the door does.
right.
Fang Yi coughed and said lightly: "The floating clouds grow long, long, long and long." (pronunciation: floating clouds rise, rise long, rise and fade)
Writing and writing in front of him is like playing with a big ax in front of Luban's door.
this……
The cousin's face started to turn red. Thanks to him being the most educated person in the Qin family, he volunteered to stop them, but...
At that moment, I held my face and thought for a long time: "Lotus stem, lotus root, lotus moss."
This is a pair of radicals, with the same prefix "草", and they are all of the same species. It depends on how you deal with them.
"The hibiscus and peony pistils are fragrant." Fang Yi tapped the paper fan in his hand, and his eyes immediately turned towards each other.
He can make pairs like eating without using his brain.
Crunch, the second largest door opened, and there was no need for Hanyang to wait to open the door.
Beiming Changfeng, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, was the first to step in when he saw this. He passed two levels before he even made a move. The gatekeeper was really incompetent.
However, Fang Yi prides himself on being the best in poetry and writing in the 27 cities north of Zhen, and his power is comparable to that of ordinary people.
They walked easily towards Ziyu's small courtyard. In front of them, only the gate of the small courtyard where Ziyu lived was left.
Beiming Changfeng was the first to bear the brunt, followed closely by Fang Yi, Hanyang and others. The Qin family, Hua Fei and others who had been defeated all followed behind with their heads bowed. Beiming Changfeng passed the test so easily.
, their son Yu's natal family is not as good as Beiming Changfeng, so wouldn't they be suppressed by Zhenbei Prince's Palace in the future...
Qin Jiahua's family was frowning, but Hanyang and the others had awesome smiles on their faces. Who could stop them in the twenty-seven cities north of their town?
The Qin family was a piece of cake, Qin Ziyu could easily marry her back.
The sun is high in the sky, the golden light shines brightly down, and the scenery is bright and beautiful.
Amidst the constant sound of firecrackers at the gate of Qin Mansion, the group walked to the entrance of the small courtyard where Ziyu lived. The person in charge of the gate there actually placed a row of abacus at the door. Two people sat cross-legged in front of the abacus, opposite.
There are the same two abacus and two bills...
"Haha." Before Beiming Changfeng could say anything, Hanyang burst into laughter and walked forward with a wave of his sleeves.
When it comes to settling accounts, Hanyang is a master...
There was no need for two people to step in. Hanyang directly made a calculation with each hand on his left and right hands. Before the gatekeeper could start, he started to fight...
In an instant, I could see that his hands were moving like flying, and he kept counting softly in his mouth. He was doing two things at once, and he was shooting his bow left and right.
…
At this moment, the person in charge of guarding the door of the Qin family suddenly had beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
Oh my god, he is thinking twice and using his left and right bows to draw his abacus. Is this person still a human being?