The young man in blue was strolling leisurely on the street, waving a folding fan in his hand. Suddenly, he stopped and looked up at the distance with his deep eyes.
A joyous wedding procession was walking towards this street.
The small sedan chair in the middle was carried by two old men, one in front and one behind, with two old maids following beside it. Behind the sedan chair, eight people were carrying shoulder poles with heavy baskets hanging underneath.
The baskets may contain cakes and dried fruits, or a few old hens, while others may contain new quilts, with the "囍" character sewn with red needle and thread looking particularly bright and vivid.
The groom rode a donkey at the front of the procession. He was wearing cheap red cloth and a flower ball on his chest.
This man looked tall, with rough skin, strong and powerful arms, and he exuded a strong bandit-like aura.
The crowds of people watching the excitement formed a wave, and the view was a sea of red.
Zhang Ling put away his folding fan, walked over quickly, and soon squeezed into the crowd.
"Huyuan Zhao, I wish you a happy marriage and a son soon!" someone shouted.
Some people in the wedding procession threw wedding candies on both sides of the road, which drew cheers from the crowd.
The groom, known as "Zhao Huyuan", looked energetic and refreshed as he sat on the donkey. He did not forget to bow and thank the neighbors who had sent him their blessings.
"Huyuan Zhao is so lucky that he gets married on the same day as the number one scholar. I'm afraid that the child he will have in the future will also be a number one scholar!" Someone joked to the people around him with envy.
"A good omen, a good omen! I heard at the end of the city that a top scholar had emerged from Yongning, so I rushed here to witness Wenqu's demeanor. Unexpectedly, I encountered Zhao Huyuan getting married on the way. This joyous occasion today will surely bring prosperity to my family for three years!"
"Hey, do you know what the wife of Guardian Zhao looks like?" A man with acne on his face said with a wicked grin.
"Tell me quickly, how about it?"
Seven or eight men suddenly poked their heads over, their eyes full of curiosity, and they pricked up their ears to listen carefully.
"I won't keep you in suspense. That lady and I are from the same hometown. She's a very pretty girl. She makes a living by selling tofu, hence the nickname 'Tofu Xishi'!"
"Tofu Xishi! Is the rumor true?" Everyone's eyes lit up, and their curiosity and desire grew stronger.
"This Guardian Zhao is now heading towards Huichun Hall to kowtow to Doctor Liu and Madam Ning. If everyone wants to see the bride's true appearance, why don't you go with him?" The green-beaded man smiled, bent his head, and rubbed his hands, looking extremely wretched.
"According to what you said, how could Zhao Liu have the goodness to marry such a beautiful wife?"
"Hehe, this lady and Zhao Liu have been childhood sweethearts. They grew up together and their relationship is unmatched by outsiders."
"In that case, let's go together. This time we must see his true appearance!"
"I'm going too! I'm going too!"
"Hey, didn't you say you were going to see the top scholar? Why are you here with us to see the bride? Are you tempted by her beauty, huh?"
"Nonsense, what do you mean by lust after beauty? I haven't even seen her yet. You should let me see her and see if it's really like what you said! As for the number one scholar...can't I see the bride first and then go back to admire her?"
After a few laughs and jokes, everyone followed the wedding procession towards Huichun Hall.
Zhang Ling listened to the whole process. He stopped here, glanced at the newcomer who was leaving with his mind, shook his head and said nothing.
After about an hour, I heard the mixed and noisy sounds of gongs and drums and firecrackers.
Turning around, I saw another team coming towards us with a joyful look on their faces, and they were followed by a large crowd of onlookers.
There was a man riding a horse with extraordinary demeanor.
Ning Caijun?
Zhang Ling counted on his fingers, frowned slightly, and then stared motionlessly at the high-spirited top scholar.
At this moment, Ning Caijun was sitting high on a horse with a golden saddle and red mane. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse and saw an old friend standing on the street!
“Stop!”
As soon as the top scholar spoke, his men immediately shouted: Stop!
In an instant, the sounds of gongs and drums stopped, the sound of firecrackers gradually faded, and the surroundings became slightly quieter.
Ning Caijun said somewhat dissatisfiedly, "Don't stop the gongs and drums. The louder the better!"
Upon hearing this, Xia Shou immediately ran over and told everyone to continue and not stop!
Thus, the surroundings became noisy again.
Ning Caijun dismounted and signaled his followers to cordon off an open area here and not allow anyone to approach.
Then he strode towards Zhang Ling.
"Did you recognize me?" Zhang Ling saw that the other party was heading straight here, so he didn't hide anything and went straight to the point.
"You are a teacher and also an immortal. How dare I be so blind as to not recognize you?" Ning Caijun stood very straight, looking straight at this old friend he met three years ago, wondering what he was thinking.
Zhang Ling waved his sleeves, sending a breeze to block the sound from leaking out.
"I think my identity was revealed to you by that yellow rat. I know you've made plans for your return this time, and I also know what you're going to do next!"
"Sir, are you here to persuade me to be good?" Ning Caijun's gentle face suddenly revealed a wicked smile: "Unless you execute me here and now, I would rather die than surrender!"
Zhang Ling shook his head and said calmly, "Before you go, you must always remember the ugly side of the other party. Don't soften your heart because of a few nice words, otherwise you will deserve everything you suffer!"
"But you still need to remember that every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor."
After saying that, Zhang Ling turned around and left, leaving Ning Caijun standing there in a daze.
For a long time, the top scholar remained silent as he looked at the back of the young man in blue, and finally bowed deeply.
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Zhang Ling had seen many festive occasions today, and this lively scene was enough for him, so he didn't think it was anything new. He might as well choose a restaurant and order some good wine and food to satisfy his hunger.
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