In the afternoon, a suffocating dust stirred up on the streets of Wolong City. The bustling streets, the interlaced houses, and the endless flow of people came and went.
A group of slaves surrounded Wang Dalu as he walked on this lively street.
Wang Dalu was chewing sugar cane in his mouth and still walking struttingly in front, followed behind him was a green-robed old Taoist with an immortal style and a group of slaves who were clearing the way.
"I'm selling melons. The melons I sell are always sweet."
"Shaobing, Shaobing, Dalang Shaobing."
"Let's get some crispy dates in Yameni, Yameni, Yameni..."
Wang Dalu saw a slave in front of him stopping a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.
He had some impression of this young man, who often sold dates and other fruits along the street.
I saw that the young man was wearing patched clothes, although they were shabby but well-washed, his thin face was covered with beads of sweat, he was holding a basket of emerald-green dates, and he was looking at him eagerly.
"Let him come over."
Wang Dalu said, waving his hand to let his men retreat.
"Your name is Brother Yun, right? Give me some dates to try."
Brother Xiao Yun immediately bowed forward, quickly searched for a dozen green and plump dates in the basket with his tiny fingers, and handed them to Wang Dalu's hand.
"Well, not bad, not bad, reward!"
Wang Dalu said as he walked and ate dates.
Immediately, a boy took out a dozen of money and threw it at Brother Yun's feet. He also took a handful of dates from the date basket, carried them around in a haphazard manner, and hurriedly chased the people in the yamen who were walking forward.
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Brother Yun looked at the young man's leaving figure, spat lightly, and then carefully picked up the golden money on the ground with a look of joy on his face.
"Yanei, look! This is the Wu Dalang I have often told you about. The beautiful woman next to him is his delicate little wife."
A young boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks pointed at Wang Dalu with his hands and said in a lewd voice.
Wang Dalu followed the direction pointed by the boy and saw a young woman with a slender waist and a beautiful face.
This woman is the aunt-in-law of Wu Dalang, who is short in stature next to her. Her name is Pan Jinlian.
Wang Dalu led everyone closer, looked at the beautiful woman's fair face, and then looked at Wu Dalang's wretched appearance, shaking his head and sighing.
He couldn't figure out why good cabbage always got eaten by pigs.
He wanted to change Pan Jinlian's current situation and help her escape from the clutches of the devil, he said sternly.
"Well, dwarf, I would like to ask you, who is this beauty in front of you?"
Wang Dalu stared at the beautiful woman's pretty face, which was slightly red at the moment, and asked Wu Dalang.
When Wu Dalang saw Wang Dalu's behavior, he knew that this was the number two person in Wolong City in Yamen whom his neighbor Mrs. Wang had mentioned.
Not daring to be negligent, he immediately stepped forward, half-bowed, and replied in a trembling voice.
"Returning to Mr. Yanei, this is my aunt-in-law Pan Jinlian who I am marrying as a matchmaker."
"Nonsense! It's clear to me that you used unfair means to rob someone."
Wang Dalu shouted loudly, ignoring Wu Dalang's kneeling to ask for help, and asked Pan Jinlian softly.
"My little lady, is there anything you can do to this Cinching? No matter what, I will definitely make the decision for you!"
At this time, Pan Jinlian looked at Wu Dalang who was kneeling on the ground, her eyes were fixed on Wang Dalu's smiling face full of kindness, and she hesitated to speak.
Her family was poor, her mother died young, and her father was addicted to gambling. After her father died, debt collectors flocked to her and wanted to pledge her as a brothel girl. Fortunately, she was rescued by two brothers, Wu Dalang and Wu Song.
Pass a tribulation.
At this point, she committed herself to Wu Dalang out of gratitude, but Wu Song, who she loved deeply, was wandering in all directions, with no fixed location and no news to this day.
"The slave family..."
After looking at Pan Jinlian who was speechless for a long time, the boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks flattered Wang Dalu.
"It must be because of the hot weather in the yamen that the young lady is a little weak. How about we ask the servants to help her return to the house to recuperate for a few days before making any plans?"
Seeing Wang Dalu, he remained silent.
All the boys knew this, and regardless of Wu Dalang's dissuasion, they were about to help the young lady return home to escape the summer heat.
A sigh came.
"Stop it!"
Although the sound was weak, it was like Xia Lei in everyone's ears, causing everyone to freeze in place.
Wang Dalu was very angry when he heard Old Man Turtle's dissuasion.
After getting along for a while, this old turtle actually regarded himself as a teacher and said that he wanted to correct his own behavior.
"Old Turtle, what do you mean? I want to personally teach the young lady how to speak Mandarin for a few days in the mansion. Do you want to stop me from doing this?"
Old Turtle looked at Wang Dalu who was speaking righteously and was startled.
Suddenly dropped a sentence.
"This woman is ominous and will bring disaster."
Then Old Turtle turned and walked towards the teahouse in the distance.
"Those of us in the Yamen..."
Although Old Turtle is annoying, Wang Dalu understands that the old man's words are still somewhat credible.
"Get away, you bunch of trash!"
With that said, he followed Old Turtle and left.
But after walking a few steps, I heard an old woman shouting.
"Please stay in the Yamen..."
Wang Dalu turned to the mother-in-law who interrupted him and said angrily.
"Where did the witch come from?"
Everyone who was in a state of panic heard what the Yamen said and quickly grabbed the woman who was bullying her.
"Excuse me, Yameni. I am the queen who sells tea nearby. I also sell some fruits and vegetables in my spare time."
As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Wu Dalang Pan Jinlian not far behind her and whispered.
"When I was young, I used to work as a matchmaker for people. Although I am no longer a matchmaker now, I still have my craftsmanship. Moreover, I am a neighbor of the Wu family, and I know Miss Pan very well."
As he spoke, he pointed to Wu Dalang's position with his finger.
Wang Dalu looked at Granny Wang's disgusting smile and said coldly.
"Having said all that, you just want to get Pan Jinlian's help in Yanei, right?"
"My wife, the queen, is doing things to your satisfaction."
Wang Po showed a flattering smile, and her wrinkled face was now filled with wrinkles, as if she were reflected by a pile of money.
Wang Dalu was still in the mood to think about Pan Jinlian at this time.
There is an unknown fire in his heart that he wants to vent.
Looking at Old Turtle's retreating back, I greeted the old man's family in my heart, and then told the boy next to me to knock out three of Grandma Wang's teeth.
Drop the next sentence.
"You have to be kind in life and be honest in everything you do. This is what the old turtle said."
"Three teeth are three. One more is not necessary, and one less is not enough."
Left in a hurry.
The miserable sound behind him has faded away.
Wang Dalu came to a teahouse called ‘Here Teahouse’.
At this time, the teahouse hall was full of guests, and there were people singing and singing in front of the hall, and everyone listened with great interest.
When a tea boy saw Wang Dalu's figure, he immediately called the boss over.
Not long after, a rich man covered in fat and dressed in brocade walked quickly to Wang Dalu and said politely.
"Mr. Li is waiting for you in the private room on the second floor."
It turns out that when Li Guiyi was a guest in the palace, he often came to this teahouse to drink tea and listen to music. Over time, everyone knew that he had a special status and was a guest of the city lord's palace, so they did not dare to neglect him.
After saying "Yeah", Wang Dalu arrived at the private room under the guidance of his boss.
The decoration of this elegant room is also fresh and unique. There is a square red sandalwood table with lifelike embroidered ancient animal screens on both sides. There is also a pot of plum blossoms on the coffee table, which adds a touch of plum fragrance to the elegant room.
Old Turtle was sitting on the wooden bench on the left sipping tea, shaking his head from time to time and listening to the music, completely ignoring Wang Dalu and the others who came in.
Wang Dalu sat carelessly on the right side, feeling furious when he saw the expression of enjoyment on Old Turtle's face.
At this time, as the applause outside fell, the clear and melodious lyrics of the song slowly came.
"Brother
talented
Not in vain to be young
Phoenix crown and red candle will always grow old with you
Fingers clasped, eyebrows opened
Falling in love with you
Drunk for you
Make a good relationship in front of the Sansheng Stone
If you don’t regret it in this life, let’s start together
With you in front of me
There’s a long road ahead…”
This moving melody filled the air in his ears, and Wang Dalu slowly closed his eyes, as if he understood why the old turtle opposite him always came here to drink tea and listen to music.
He silently thought to himself that he would come here more often to listen to music.
The melody has a beautiful artistic conception and describes a passionate girl's admiration for her lover. The title of the song is.
Suddenly, an inappropriate voice interrupted everyone's enjoyment.
"Whose family does this pretty girl belong to? Why have I never seen her before?"
Wang Dalu opened his eyes at this time, walked quickly to the railing and looked downstairs.
I saw a greasy-looking young man leading two slaves to tease the little girl who was singing, and kept making lewd laughter.
He looked unhappy and asked angrily, "Who is this person?"
The tea boy heard Wang Dalu's anger, quickly lowered his head, and replied cautiously and respectfully: "When I return to the office, this person is the famous plaster king in Wolong City, a wealthy official from Ximen Qing."