I wonder what Xiang'er is thinking now?
I don’t even know if I accept Shu Wang now or not?
Shu Wang gave Bai Song a headache, and now Qing'er comes?
This matter must not be misunderstood. Now Xiang'er is the little ancestor. From now on, the happy life at night will all depend on Xiang'er. If you offend Xiang'er, you have to become a monk.
I don’t know who had seen Miss Qing’er wandering upstairs before. At this moment, there were layers of noise in the flower boat.
There were calls for Miss Qing'er to come forward and meet her.
The cabin was really too noisy, and Bai Song wanted to establish an image in front of Xiang'er, so he took his family to the bow deck of the flower boat.
There are few people here, the scenery along the road, and the spring breeze are blowing, which is also enjoyable.
The water of the Weihe River is affected by the water quality of the Yellow River. The water surface is slightly hazy and the current is also turbulent.
The flower boat was floating down the river and had drifted out of the county town unknowingly. It was turning around at this moment, and someone was about to go upstream and return to the city.
This trip is a small tour, but even if you keep watching the scenery, you can only see a small corner of Jixian scenery.
In the boat, Miss Qing'er's singing voice came, singing the popular song "New Love".
Listening to the singing, even Xiang'er couldn't help but admire: "This girl Qing'er's singing is so beautiful. No wonder so many men are following her in the world."
After saying that, he looked at the husband calmly.
Bai Song was smart enough not to interrupt in this matter, so he pretended to be a tree hole and listened quietly.
Returning to the flower boat, the singing in the boat gradually stopped.
Xiang'er arranged her hair and suggested returning to the cabin, and the group turned back again.
I thought everything would be calm, but suddenly a person flew out of the cabin and fell heavily on the deck.
This man was a scholar, his clothes were simple and tattered. He fell to the ground and saw many bruises on his face.
It seemed that he had been beaten in the cabin.
Before the man got up, he heard a burst of curses coming from inside: "What a shameless guy, you dare to be rude to Miss Qing'er in public. If I don't kill you, we will act like men!"
"Even if you don't urinate to show off your poor appearance, with your virtue, are you worthy of seeing Miss Qing'er?"
"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"
The noise inside was overwhelming, and then several people walked out from inside.
The scholar on the ground showed unwillingness and struggled to get up, but the scars on his body were probably severe from the beating. When he got up, he fell again, which was very embarrassing.
This man was right in front of Bai Song. Several girls dodged when they saw him, and all came behind Bai Song.
Bai Song didn't know the situation, so he subconsciously reached out and gave the man a hand.
The man stood up, grabbed Bai Song, burst into tears, and cried, "I spent all my wealth for Miss Qing'er. I squandered a thousand taels of silver, and in the end I couldn't even see her! I regret it so much!"
This man cried so loudly that everyone in the flower boat could hear him clearly.
The person walking towards me cursed angrily: "Miss Qing'er didn't force you, no matter how much money I give you, it's just your wishful thinking! How can the love between a man and a woman be measured by money? You think you can get it by spending more money." Have you met Miss Qing'er? Miss Qing'er is a person, not an object! It's not a business! People like you deserve to be disliked by Miss Qing'er."
Several people were talking as they stepped forward, looking to take action against the scholar.
Bai Song frowned. Although the matter was simple, it was still unpleasant to hear.
It's not unreasonable to speak to the person who came to meet him, but seeing the miserable state of the scholar, he didn't just pay money, I'm afraid he was moved by his true feelings.
This scholar was really pitiful. Bai Song stopped him in front of a few people and said in a low voice: "You said it and beat me, so what else do you want to do?"
"Brother, please get out of the way. You don't know. This guy just rushed in front of Miss Qing'er in public and wanted to tear off Miss Qing'er's veil. Miss Qing'er kindly came out to perform music for everyone, and she almost didn't take any money. I am offended by this kid. He has caused public anger and he deserves it all!"
Bai Song didn't know how to deal with this matter. He felt it was a little tricky. He looked back, but he couldn't see the scholar.
Then, several women behind him suddenly screamed.
The next second, Bai Song saw a figure rushing out of the deck and jumping towards the Wei River...
Bai Song was stunned. He didn't expect the scholar to jump into the river. He hurriedly rushed to the edge and looked into the river.
The water below me is full of rolling water. The flower boat flows against the current of the Wei River. The surface of the river is actually a dim and rolling whirlpool. Where is the slightest trace of human beings?
Before Bai Song could react, all the women around him crowded around Bai Song, covering their faces, they were all frightened.
Bai Song hugged Xiang'er and his sister and comforted them repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay."
More and more people came out and stood on the edge, looking at the river.
No one around him was sentimental, just a little shocked, and someone could vaguely hear someone whispering something like "It's a good time to die."
In ancient times, it was not a big deal for someone to die, let alone someone like this who jumped into the river on his own initiative.
The Weihe River has witnessed all kinds of flowers in the flower streets and flower houses, and it also contains countless unknown corpses.
Today's scholars are just a drop in the ocean. No one cares about them, let alone discusses them.
It just broke the beauty in front of me and made the atmosphere that should have been a joyful celebration much duller.
Half an hour later, the flower boat docked at noon.
As if to inform everyone that summer is coming, the sun is particularly hot today, making the crowd a little restless.
Moving little by little with the flow of people on the ferry, Sangsang said a rare word: "Brother Bai, why don't you go home and drink sour plum soup? It's so hot."
"Yeah! Xiao Cui doesn't want to play anymore. She's so vicious today. If I had known, I wouldn't have worn a lining."
Xiang'er slapped her on the head with a straight face: "Girl, you are not ashamed at all, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Bai Song looked at the sky, squinted his eyes, and nodded helplessly.
Just as I was thinking about it, someone from behind shouted: "Those in front should walk faster, don't stop Miss Qing'er."
It's Qing'er again. Upon hearing Qing'er, the crowd looked back.
Bai Song also looked back and saw Miss Mo walking at the end of the crowd, with three people around her blocking those around her from approaching.
The eyes above the veil shone with a hint of exhaustion, but they also noticed Bai Song, who rarely curled his eyes into a smile.
"Ms. sir, what are you looking at?"
"No...nothing."
Bai Song held one person on each hand, squeezed into the crowd, and gradually left the ferry.
There are dense crowds here, but there is a small open space among the crowd.
There was an old man standing under an old tree. Everyone took a step back unconsciously when they saw the old man.
It seems that no one dares to get too close.
There were also many people who gently cupped their hands and saluted before leaving.
Bai Song felt a little strange. He walked in and took a look. He turned out to be the old lady of the Chen family.
Old Mrs. Chen's face was ashen, and he was holding a cane in his hand, hunched over, and facing Bai Song menacingly.
Bai Song's heart skipped a beat, thinking that this old man wouldn't come here to cause trouble for him, would he?
But how does he know he's here?
Bai Rou also saw the other party and became nervous instantly: "Brother, what should I do? The old man won't hit someone again, right?"
"Ms. sir, what's wrong?"
Bai Song frowned and waved his hand to signal them to move away: "Don't be nervous, I'll go ask."
"Brother Bai, don't go. That old man is so fierce. Sangsang is a little scared."
"You are here, you can't afford to offend us and you can't afford to hide? As soon as he makes a move, we will run straight home."
After saying a simple word, Bai Song walked towards Old Mrs. Chen. He was about to say something, but saw something wrong in his eyes.
The other party didn't seem to be looking at him at all.
Bai Song was stunned, but at this moment Old Mrs. Chen came over with a cane.
Old Mrs. Chen didn't see Bai Song at all. He passed by Bai Song and walked behind Bai Song.
When the passers-by saw Old Mrs. Chen moving, they all moved out of the way.
Bai Song also looked at it, wondering what the old man was going to do.
Seeing that the pedestrians at the ferry were about to disperse, Old Mrs. Chen stood at the end step by step and stood in front of Miss Mo.
No one thought that Mr. Chen's target was Miss Qing'er. The pedestrians who were about to leave all stopped and watched silently.
"Who is it?" A person standing next to Miss Mo asked in a deep voice.
"Chen Jihai!"
After saying these three simple words, even the three middle-aged people couldn't help but take a step back.
Old Mrs. Chen is known as a literary sage in Youzhou. He is highly respected and known to everyone.
The middle-aged man who spoke earlier also softened his tone and bowed his hands: "It turns out to be Mrs. Chen."
"I'm not here for you, but for her!"
Old Mrs. Chen pointed his cane at Mo Jiqing, his eyes slightly narrowed with hatred.
Under the veil, I don’t know what Miss Mo’s expression was, but she winked at the people around her and took a step forward: “Mr. Chen, do you have any instructions for the little girl?”
"Witch!"
With a low shout, everyone present felt their hearts skip a beat. Although the name was simple, it proved that something must be happening here.
But how did this girl Qing'er get involved with Mr. Chen?
Miss Mo frowned slightly, but she still did not dare to show any dissatisfaction in front of Mr. Chen, and still said calmly: "Mr. Chen, what can I do to offend this little girl? Why does Mr. Chen feel so dissatisfied?"
"I heard that there is another person seeking death for you. Is this true?"
Mo Jiqing nodded, with a bit of sadness on his brows.
"In one month, two people have died for you, and you still say that you are not a witch?"
"Mr. Chen is wronged. The little girl has never had any intention of harming others. It's just that those young masters were too obsessed with Qing'er. Qing'er tried to persuade her in every possible way, but she still couldn't make her look back. A young master died for me, and Qing'er also blamed herself in every possible way. , I really don’t want to let this happen.”
"Don't be so pretentious in front of me! Do you know who jumped into the river today?"
"..."
"It's my favorite disciple Chen Rui! Chen Rui has always been studious and has a prosperous family. It's all because of his acquaintance with you. In less than ten days, he squandered all his wealth and ended up dead! He was obviously a victim. You are so deceived by a witch, otherwise there would be nothing like what we are doing today!"
