"There are three last calls left. If you can't answer, just get off the ring and get out of the ring——"
"Listen to me!"
Song Che said loudly: "There are three chickens, one with two legs and one with one head, a total of three six legs; there are fifteen rabbits, one with four legs and one with one head, a total of fifteen heads and six legs." Altogether, there are eighteen heads and sixty-six legs!”
"What a detailed answer!" The doctor couldn't help but admire.
Zhou Chunlai was so shocked that he was speechless.
"People can't blame themselves for the uneven road. How dare you call yourself a Jinshi with your brains? In our hometown, an eight-year-old child can answer this question."
Song Che didn't bother to express anything, and said to the doctor: "Just send the three white strips to Song Mansion in the south of the city."
After that, he led the whole family and swaggered out of the restaurant amidst continuous praise.
…
On the top of the moon, lanterns bloom.
In addition to the gorgeous lights, the show also features a hundred flowers blooming.
"Beautiful snake, beautiful snake that can move..."
"Vase girl, the girl who grows in a vase..."
"Dancing in the Western Regions, dancing in the Western Regions..."
There are jugglers, buskers, opera singers, all kinds of street stalls and snacks, weird and weird merchandise and groceries, as well as wedding shows such as throwing embroidery balls and competing in martial arts to attract a bride.
While shopping, the family was divided into two groups. Nangong Yue took Shen Wenjun and the others to Cuixiang Pavilion to buy rouge and gouache, while Zhou Yazhao and his cousin and brother-in-law from the Dafang family took this opportunity to go to the jewelry stores in the neighborhood. The shoe store will conduct inspections and strive to enter the Luoyang market this year.
Song Che didn't even follow him, he just wandered around He Qiu Street.
There is no woman around, which makes it a lot easier.
He Qiu had a different state of mind. Along the way, he would take a few glances at any show where he would throw embroidered balls and recruit brides through civil and martial arts.
Love between a man and a woman is normal in the world. Who doesn’t want to win the heart of another person and stay together forever?
"On the Lantern Festival, men and women are open to the public. Take a look at the young women on the street. If you like any of them, you might as well be brave and strike up a conversation to congratulate your appearance. They promise not to refuse."
In fact, any single woman passing by, old or young, beautiful or ugly, was willing to look at He Qiu a few more times.
He Qiu is indeed handsome. He was selected as a Jinshi at a young age. He is a fifth-grade magistrate. His father is also the prefect of Luoyang. Apart from his arrogant temperament, he can hardly find any other shortcomings.
"A man should put his official career first, I don't need the love of children."
"I suddenly remembered a book called Pride and Prejudice."
"At first glance, it sounds like a miscellany of unofficial history that cannot be considered elegant."
"But the story told in it is very reasonable. Men almost missed a good match because of their arrogance and women because of prejudice."
Song Che smiled at He Qiu and said: "You can obviously be very lovable, but you have to turn yourself into a hateful person. You have no friends and no lover. All the reasons come from the arrogance in your bones."
These words seemed to hit the nail on the head.
He Qiu looked back at Song Che. He was still so disdainful at first, but then he gradually became relieved and fell into deep thought. Finally, he said softly:
"If you have a chance, bring that book and let me have a look."
Song Che shook his head and smiled. If he really had to find an inappropriate word to describe the person in front of him, after much deliberation, he felt that "cute" was more appropriate.
"Hey, hey, guests, you haven't paid me yet!"
On the street, I saw a jujube seller chasing him out of his stall and asking for money from a group of men in strange clothes.
There were five of them in this group of burly men. They wore leather boots, felt hats, animal furs, and pigtails. They had high cheekbones and apricot-yellow skin. At first glance, they were definitely not Liang people.
Luoyang is the imperial capital. Even though there are wars everywhere, there are still many foreigners staying here. Most of the foreigners are very abiding by the rules. This is the first time I have seen people eating dates without paying.
"Fuck you! I have to charge you for eating a few dates from you?"
The hawker was a head shorter than the big man. He was pushed slightly by the big man and staggered back seven or eight steps.
"It doesn't matter if you, our guests, taste one or two, but each of you can grab a handful. It's already weighed several kilograms. I'm a small business, so you'd better give me your money!"
"Pooh!"
A big man wrapped in tiger skin spit out the date core and said, "If you eat a few dates, they will squeak. That's all. I'll give them back to you!" After that, he smashed the dates in his hand at the vendor.
Who knew that a green date as big as a thumb could be so powerful? The vendor was knocked to the ground and struggled several times before he could get up.
"These Tatars have gone too far!"
"Get out of Luoyang City!"
The onlookers made accusations one after another.
"They are..." Song Che looked at He Qiu.
He Qiu said coldly: "Dijon."
Song Che frowned slightly, "Didn't Dijon just finish the battle with Daliang?"
"Perhaps he's here to seek peace and ask for coins. This is his usual trick." He Qiu strode over with a straight face.
The big man from Dijon refused to give up. He pointed at the crowd and cursed: "I am an envoy from Dijon. Even your prince has to be polite when he sees me. What are these unruly people shouting about!"
"Is it really a vulgar and inferior nation that has come to Luoyang City to rob and rob?" He Qiu walked straight up to the tiger-skinned man and looked at him, completely unafraid.
"you wanna die!"
The tiger-skinned man clenched his fist and struck directly.
He Qiu dodged sideways, grabbed his wrist, raised his leg and kicked the tiger-skinned man in the abdomen.
The tiger-skinned man took four or five steps back before he stabilized his body.
Other big men want to fuck——
"Get out of the way!"
At this time, the patrolling officer pushed aside the crowd and rushed in.
"Who dares to cause trouble during the Lantern Festival!"
Jin Daotou had just opened his mouth to question, but when he saw He Qiu, he quickly stopped his tone and said in surprise: "Young Master?"
"There are no young masters here. I am He Qiu, the magistrate of Suzhou. When I was shopping, I encountered these foreigners who were eating badly and beating them in public."
He Qiu and Jin Dao both nodded and said, "You came just in time to capture them all and take them to the Yamen!"
Jin Daodu glanced at the few big men and couldn't help but look embarrassed. He approached He Qiu and whispered: "Sir, the leader is the Dijon envoy. If he catches them, it will cause trouble for his benefactor... "
He Qiu's face was gloomy.
"Hmph!" The tiger-skinned man dusted off the dust on his body and sneered: "I've told you, I'm not an ordinary person. I eat a few dates from your Liang people to look down on you. If I, Dijon, are in a bad mood, it's not the case. A few dates, but a few cities, hahaha... let's go!"
If you are weak, you will be beaten, and if you are bullied at the doorstep, you have to endure it.
"Let's go, let's go..."
The crowd showed disappointment and shook their heads and dispersed.
"Send a few people to follow them. If you dare to cause trouble again, you will be arrested directly. I will bear the consequences." He Qiu Dutou ordered.
Jin Daodu sighed and followed suit.
"I thought Lord He could only study, but I didn't expect that he also had martial arts skills." Song Che secretly gave a thumbs up.
"The six arts of a gentleman, both civil and martial arts, which one can I not do? What a pity!"
He Qiu shook his head and said in anger, "Confucian scholars like us are supposed to cultivate our moral integrity, regulate our families, govern the country, and bring peace to the world, but we are helpless against the murderers in front of us. How sad and painful!"
He looked up to the sky and sighed, flicking his sleeves and walking into the dim light.
Song Che pursed his lips. Although he was not a Confucian scholar, he resonated with He Qiu's words. Maybe a few mouse droppings ruined a pot of soup, and he suddenly felt that this Lantern Festival was not so beautiful anymore.
