Leisurely tax collector

Chapter 173 Miss Wang Throwing Hydrangea
"Just hand it over! Let's dress up nicely!" After discussing with Fan Yanqi and Xu Guanlin, Wang Yi resolutely chose the most expensive group.

Anyway, it's not bad for this money.

The four old men were respectively dressed in the costumes of the rich prince and princess, as thin as a wing, as light as gauze, er, well, it will be a little hot.No way, who made it summer now?

Of course, those jade pendants, flower hairpins and so on are all imitations with relatively exquisite workmanship, but after all, they are made of dim sum, so they still look like jewels.

Wang Yi is naturally His Royal Highness who is imposing.

Xu Guanlin and his wife are officials in red robes and their wives, Xu Qingyin is their noble lady holding a round fan, and the other three daughters are in princess clothes.

Everyone is basically dressed, but Fan Yanqi is still frowning and choosing.

Wang Yi turned his eyes slightly, stepped forward and asked with a smile, "There was no female emperor in the Song Dynasty."

Fan Yanqi rolled his eyes at him angrily: "I want a golden phoenix crown and empress clothes, but they are not available here."

Wang Yi smiled happily, opened the folding fan in his hand, and raised his eyes: "You can be my guest princess!"

Since you can't be too intimate with Xu Qingyin in front of Xu Guanlin, then it's not bad to act as a couple with Her Majesty the Queen.

However, to Wang Yi's surprise, in the end, Fan Yanqi actually chose to play Mulan.

Are you really going to go through the process of dressing up as a man?

When you enter the scenic spot, you will feel a strong atmosphere of the ancient dynasty rushing towards your face. Looking around, you can see the antique style of Bianjing. There are many shops on both sides, and the tall shop flags flutter in the wind. Tourists in Song Dynasty costumes.

Of course, there are also unsuitable sunglasses, glasses, mobile phones and the like appearing in front of his eyes from time to time.

The clothes of their group are different from those of ordinary tourists. They are obviously more classy and dignified. In addition, the men are majestic and the women are beautiful, which immediately attracted the attention of many tourists.

Mr. and Mrs. Wang Bengui and Mrs. Wang Benli have been holding up their mobile phones to take pictures constantly, with novelty smiles on their faces.

The streets here are not big, so they are a bit crowded, but imagining that Song Bianjing was the most populous place at that time, Wang Yi felt relieved.

But it's so hot!

I didn't feel like wearing short sleeves and trousers before, but now I'm wearing this ancient costume, and I'm sweating immediately.

No wonder everyone needs a round fan and a folding fan. If they don't fan, they will become sweaty in a short time.

Even with a fan, but there are many people here, it is still very hot, and the fan is hot air.

Then, Wang Yi saw that there were many beauties in ancient costumes with scenic spot signs, all of whom were holding blue baskets, and kept taking out ice cubes from the baskets and handing them to tourists who asked for them.

Oh, and it's also a way to cool down in the summer heat.

Best, though, is to walk along the river.

Entering Songcheng, it is a delicate and quiet river, called the Song River.Under the scorching sun, looking at the water in the Song River, at least visually, it is much cooler.

Then, they stepped onto the love bridge filled with mist.

It is both romantic and refreshing.The cool water mist touches the bare skin, and the eyes are foggy, and when you look at the beauty beside you, there is a unique beauty of looking at flowers in the mist.

Wang Yizheng wanted to experience it again, when Fan Yanqi, who was dressed as a heroine, suddenly urged: "Go and see the hydrangea throwing! There are only 5 minutes left for the performance. After watching the performance, let's eat together!"

Throwing the hydrangea is a must-see. Wang Yi has long been mentally prepared for how he should react when the hydrangea is thrown.

Of course, grab, grab, grab!

Brother is single now!
It's a pity that when they quickened their pace and came to the Gao Gaoxiu downstairs of Wang Yuanwai's house, the place was already full of gongs and drums, and it was crowded with tourists who came from all directions to hear the news.

"I can't squeeze in!" He Tian stood on tiptoe anxiously.

"Do you want to catch the hydrangea?" Fan Yanqi suddenly looked at Wang Yi with a half-smile.

Under the sun, those eyes were a little provocative, but also a little excited.

"Think!" Wang Yi's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately laughed and shouted: "I'm a man, just think!"

No, why am I here!

Anyway, picking up the hydrangea will not require me to have a real bridal chamber.

"Okay, then I will help you today." Fan Yanqi suddenly said with some embarrassment at this moment, and then yelled towards the bustling embroidery building: "Hey, Miss Wang, Yang from our Tianbo Mansion The eldest young master is right here, if you like it, hurry up and throw the hydrangea!"

Her voice was sharp and bright, even overwhelming the sound of gongs and drums.

Wang Yi opened his mouth wide in astonishment.

The surrounding He Tian, ​​Le Xiaolian, Wen Yinqin, and Xu Qingyin never thought that she would shout like that, looked over in surprise, and then burst into laughter.

"That's right, our Eldest Young Master Yang is here, and we haven't married a wife yet! Young lady of the Wang family, hurry up and throw the hydrangea!"

Seeing them all flapping their fans, but covering their mouths and laughing, Wang Yi raised his hand and clicked on them one by one, then brazenly clasped his fists to the lady who had seen him upstairs, and shouted loudly: "Yes, I, Yang Zongbao, is unmarried, please think about it more, Miss Wang!"

Miss Wang's family, who was dressed as a lady, covered her mouth and smiled, but she was quite pretty, with beautiful eyes, she held the hydrangea ball towards Wang Yi, and walked slowly along the fence.

The many male tourists who had surrounded the embroidery building before, and a few clever and good people, immediately yelled: "Miss Wang, I am flying Tmall Zhan Zhao, the guard of Kaifeng Mansion, unmarried, please think about it more, Miss Wang." !"

"I'm going down to Baiyutang..."

Of course, when shouting, some mature and prudent tourists around laughed in good faith: "Who else? Come to Pan An!"

"No no no, here comes a Chen Xuanzhuang!"

"Oh, none of you can do it, look at me, West Sea Dragon Prince!"

Wang Yi and the others were also laughing, and Wang Yi even raised his eyebrows at Fan Yanqi amusingly.

When Fan Yanqi saw it, she couldn't help laughing, but deliberately put on a straight face, and then took a step forward, blocking Wang Yi's front, and went up to the embroidery building again, where she was sizing up Wang Yi's smiling Miss Wang family and clasped her fists: " Hey, that little lady, what do you think of me, Hua Mulan? I'm handsome, handsome, careful, considerate, and filial!"

Many tourists who turned back were stunned by her beauty: "Wow! What a beautiful Mulan!"

"This one is prettier than Miss Wang upstairs!"

"Hurry up, hurry up, this is a couple fighting for a kiss!"

Passers-by burst into laughter, while He Tian and the other three girls applauded excitedly: "Kiki, come on!"

"Get rid of Young Master Yang!"

"We want Hua Mulan, not Yang Zongbao! Yang Zongbao, go find your Mu Guiying!"

Wang Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Hey, I'm still unmarried, unmarried, and I haven't met Mu Guiying yet!"

At this time, Wang Yuanwai on the embroidery tower was also happy, and he stood up from his original seat with a smile like a Maitreya Buddha, walked towards Wang Yi, and then cupped his hands in their direction: "That little Hua Brother, the little old man heard your marriage proposal, but unfortunately, you were not in the Northern Wei Dynasty? Why did you come to our Song Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)