"Lang Hai Yi Dao Xiao Qianyun?"
After the swordsman left, the maid opened the invitation and read it.
This maid has no sleep at night.
He had been prevented from entering the city before, and seeing that the gate of the city was heavily guarded and difficult to enter easily, he came up with a plan to find someone with an invitation, ask to follow him, and sneak into the city together.
He thought at that time: Most people are definitely not willing to bring an unknown person into the city, but there are many heroes with a chivalrous heart in the world. If he can explain the reason and show a little weakness, he can win sympathy and get along with him. , it may not be impossible.
So he found a path that was traveled by knights, put on the heartbroken and crying look he had before, and waited for the "customer" to come to his door.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I dropped the "bait", a "fish" would take the bait. And unexpectedly, this "fish" boldly gave him the invitation from Prince Ji's Mansion for free and asked him to go there on his behalf.
A smile will make you look down on the powerful, and a smile will make you look down on the nobles. It is so heroic and heroic! It is really heroic!
"The spirit of a chivalrous man may lie in this: act according to one's will and do as one pleases."
When he was in Beishan Town this morning, he bought charcoal from a charcoal seller. After leaving the town, he changed hands and gave the charcoal to a poor family who couldn't afford to go to the mountains to collect firewood for warmth.
Perhaps in the eyes of these people, Ye Wumian was just like the swordsman, a Ren Xia-like figure.
Ye Wumian sighed a little, then collected his thoughts and read the words in the invitation carefully:
"Mr. Xiao Qianyun of Langhai Yidao:
Su Wen's sword skills are superb, and he is almost invincible in the Shun Tong realm. He became famous in Baoqing, his voice shocked Langshan, and he glorified Huxiang Martial Arts.
It just so happens that I, Prince Ji, are having a grand wedding on the 28th day of the winter lunar month, so I specially invite you to come to the banquet and watch the ceremony.
When the moon shines across the sea, thoughtful people once cultivated jade in the blue fields; in Wushan, where it rains, passionate guests write poems on the red leaves.
Have enough wine to wait for the next step; gather all the heroes to strengthen your spirit. It would be a great honor for the whole family to come here.
above. "
Signing: "Prince Ji's Mansion, Changsha, on the tenth day of October, a light snow day."
Ye Wumian accepted the invitation, held it in his arms, and said to himself: "This Prince Ji's house is really a big family, with grandsons getting married, and inviting so many people from all over the world. And so many people actually gave him face." , traveled hundreds of miles away to come to the banquet. God has treated the Zhu family very well."
Recalling what I saw along the way, the poor had no money to keep warm in the winter, while the rich married in a single city.
The poor get poorer, and the rich get richer. The gap between the rich and the poor is like one in heaven and one on earth. In the long run, national security is for the country, and home security is for the home?
He felt sad and stood silently.
I have little words and little ability, and cannot change the way of the world. Even if I want to enter the city today, I can only find a way to get the invitation and follow the rules. Unknowingly, I have done something complicit.
The young man sighed, no longer hesitated, and set off for Changsha City.
When he arrived at the gate of the city, the original servant in brocade clothes blocked his way again.
"I already explained last time that you are not allowed to enter the city without an invitation! You girl, why did you turn back again? Do you want to be beaten?"
He was aggressive, glaring, and full of style.
Since ancient times, domestic servants are not easy to mess with. The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door can be briefly glimpsed in this servant.
Ye Wumian smiled, took out the invitation from her arms and gave it to him, saying, "Don't be anxious. Do you have an invitation? I have it. Please take a look."
The servant in brocade clothes took the invitation dubiously and read it carefully for a long time.
You can see that the style is like this, and the number of words is also the same. As for the book cover, pattern, and texture, they are all the same as those presented by other guests, making it look like a real invitation.
He glanced at Ye Wumian suspiciously, remembering that he didn't have an invitation before, but there was one after he turned around. There must be something fishy about it.
Instead of denying it in a hurry, he first called a man dressed as a servant and asked, "My dear, I'm illiterate. Please help me see if this invitation is fake."
The young boy took the invitation and read it, nodded and said: "The style, words, honorifics, and rules are all correct, but there is one thing that is very strange."
As he said that, he looked up at Ye Wumian and shook his head.
The servant in brocade clothes perked up and said, "What's weird?"
The little fourth son said: "The distinguished guest written on the invitation is 'Liang Hai Yi Dao Xiao Qian Yun'. Although I don't recognize this Liang Hai Yi Dao, but judging from his name, he should be a man who uses swords, but you are a Sword-wielding woman, this... I'm afraid this isn't your invitation, is it?"
After receiving this support, the servant in brocade clothes suddenly became high-spirited and angrily said to Ye Wumian: "You woman, did you kill Liang Hai with a knife, steal his invitation, pretend to be him, and sneak into the city under false pretenses? "
He waved his hand, and the two soldiers from before surrounded him again, with fierce faces, and they were about to take action if they disagreed.
An old actor.
Ye Wumian smiled and said: "I don't know who the 'Liang Hai Yi Dao' you mentioned is. But if it is 'Lang Hai Yi Dao', it is my master. My master originally brought me to the banquet, but he sent me to arrive first. Unexpectedly, I didn't bring the invitation card, so I couldn't enter the gate of your mansion, so I had to go back and report it to my master. At this time, my master was in an emergency and couldn't keep the appointment, so he gave me this invitation and asked me to come on his behalf. "
He asked back: "This is an ordinary person attending a banquet on behalf of a teacher, but in your opinion, it turns out to be a murder of a teacher?"
What he said, said slowly and calmly, has laid a foundation of sixty-seven points of credibility.
After the young man found a steward who was more literate and confirmed that the word "倀" was pronounced like "lang" and not "Liang", he no longer dared to question his identity, but politely complained. With a word of guilt, he returned the invitation to him, made a gesture of invitation, and let him enter the city.
Some people in the crowd booed: "Lang Hai Yidao is a swordsman, how can he teach a disciple who can play swordsmanship? You must be fake!"
Before the servant in brocade clothes could become suspicious again, someone else sneered and said, "If there is such a beautiful female disciple willing to become your disciple, would you care whether she plays with a knife or a sword?"
This answer caused a burst of laughter, and the servant in brocade clothes finally dispelled his suspicion and no longer bothered with Ye Wuxian, but went to greet other guests.
Ye Wumian entered the city and shook his head as he looked at Changsha City where red lanterns were hung all over the streets, as if it were a Chinese New Year.
He did not join in the excitement on the street and walked directly to Jixiang Lane where Tan Mansion was located.
Unexpectedly, the excitement at the city gate has just begun; the closer to Jixiang Lane, the more lively it becomes.
The last time I came here, this alley was deserted, and the bluestone pavement was almost unworn, showing that there were very few people walking on it. Today the world is upside down, and the alleys are crowded with people dressed in all kinds of colors.
There are scribes wearing silk scarves, young girls in bright clothes, white-haired ladies, young couples, peddlers and servants, whip-wielding officials, servants giving out wedding money and candies, and competing for wedding meals. Beggar with porridge.
It's just that: groups of three to five come to watch the wedding, and groups of people come to congratulate them.
A bright red carpet was spread from the beginning of the alley to the end of the alley, and at the end visible to the naked eye, it turned to the left and spread.
Ye Wuxian squeezed forward through the crowd, and finally reached the end of the alley, only to realize that the real congestion had just begun.
