[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Ding Nvxia, the wife of the Zuo envoy

After the three of them arrived in the town, it was completely dark.Yang Er took the horse and found a teahouse to take care of it for him, while Ding Minjun took Shen Yue's hand and stood under the red lantern beside the city gate to wait for him.The glowing red candlelight reflected on the faces of the elder and the younger, watching him unconsciously with the same anticipation.

He clenched his fists and pretended to cough to suppress his smile, walked over and took Shen Yue's other hand, and said to them: "Go in."

Shen Yue, who was protected in the middle, cheered, jumped up and down with his small body, trying to pull them into the crowd.After so many days after being rescued, he finally looked like a child should be.

The houses on both sides of the town are covered with all kinds of lanterns, and the hawkers with stalls stretching down there are almost endless.Although the current world is chaotic and the people are getting more and more difficult under the oppression of Yuan people, the number of people who come to participate in the lantern festival is still much more than imagined. People come and go on the not-so-narrow streets, and the faces of the people are swept away. , finally showing some joy.

Rare festivals must be celebrated happily.

Most of the people who come and go at the Lantern Festival are young women in costumes. They either cover their faces with light gauze or wear hairpins on their heads. Once we meet, we win but there are countless people in the world", which made the young girls giggle.

Ding Minjun looked interesting, but the young Shen Yue couldn't stand it any longer, and dragged her to various places surrounded by people. As for Yang Er, what could he do?It's not that he had to raise his arms to separate the crowd, carefully protecting the two of them from being jostled.

Suddenly there was a burst of cheers from the nearest crowd. Relying on his small size and high agility, Shen Yue squeezed to the front in two or three strokes. Ding Minjun followed him in for a look, and saw a small square platform that could accommodate five people. On it, there are three young women holding five-color silk threads and nine-hole needles arranged in a row. After the gong rang, they threaded the needles continuously against the moonlight. After one of them passed through them first, the arbitrator quickly rang Drums and gongs to stop.

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd. The woman who finished the needle first became the winner of this round and got a hairpin. She will defend the next round. Two people challenge again, and the winner gets a hairpin. , Continue to guard the ring.

Shen Yue couldn't understand, so he tugged on Ding Minjun's sleeve and asked her, "Aunt Ding, what are they doing?"

"Huh?" Ding Minjun lowered his head and patted his hair, and patiently explained to him: "This is the custom of the Qixi Festival, which is called 'Threading a Needle and Begging for Skills'. You saw it just now, and the person who wins is called 'Deqiao' is used to show women's cleverness."

Shen Yue suddenly realized, nodded like a little adult, and asked again: "Then can I go?"

Ding Minjun couldn't help laughing, stretched out his slender fingers to poke his face, and teased him: "That's not allowed, this is an activity for girls, it's a pity, Yueer is a little man."

However, the child who always has a lot of whimsical ideas quickly gave her a blow that caught her off guard: "Then Aunt Ding can go, right?"

"what?"

Ding Minjun, who never expected that he would deceive him, was stunned, "This, this..."

She subconsciously went to look at Yang Er, who knew that Shen Yue had sought an alliance with him one step faster than her: "Are you right, Uncle Yang?"

Yang Er glanced at Ding Minjun jokingly, pretending not to notice the plea for help in her eyes, and nodded calmly: "Yes, yes."

Ding Minjun: "..."

She widened her eyes slightly, trying to convey threats with her eyes: You wait for me!

However, Shen Yue, who had already received strong support, became restless. With his small hands, he took her large sleeves hanging by his side, swayed from side to side, and said in a coquettish voice, "Aunt Ding~ Aunt Ding~ Why don't you go up and take part~"

Ding Minjun took a deep breath, poked his forehead mercilessly with his fingertips, and said angrily: "You can bully Aunt Ding with this cute little face!"

After saying that, he was still not relieved, and wanted to poke his cheeks that were as soft and tender as glutinous rice dumplings.

Shen Yue hurriedly made a gesture, covered his cheeks with both hands, shook his head vigorously, and said flatteringly: "Yue'er likes Aunt Ding the most!"

Ding Minjun crossed his arms and looked down at him for a long while, and finally burst out laughing, and helplessly gave him a brain-breaker: "You..."

Before going on stage, she declared to the two of them: "My hands are not dexterous at all, so I guess I can't win that hairpin flower."

Shen Yue covered his forehead and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. He was obviously the one who caused the trouble, but his small mouth was extremely sweet: "It's okay, the important thing is to participate. In Yue'er's heart, Aunt Ding is the smartest!"

Ding Minjun didn't drink his ecstasy soup, and glared at someone who was watching the play with his hands on the sidelines, before turning his head and stepping on the platform.

In the end, as expected, she only got second place.After stepping down, the three squeezed out of the crowd, she spread her hands towards them and said, "Here, I lost."

Shen Yue patted the back of her hand like a little adult, then turned his head and tiptoed to watch the excitement in other places.Yang Er folded his hands and smiled mysteriously at her, then turned his wrists, and found a pink-blue hairpin out of nowhere, and raised his hand to pin it on her hair bun.

Ding Minjun was slightly startled, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, and asked doubtfully, "This is...?"

Yang Er stepped back half a step, looked around, and exclaimed: "Flowers are beautiful, they are perfectly matched."

Ding Minjun's face was flushed red, under the bright or dark lights of various colors, the beauty had a pink face with peach blossoms, and her phoenix eyes were shining like a fairy in the world.

Yang Er was stunned, staring at her fixedly with downcast eyes, and gradually became a little crazy.

But Ding Minjun didn't notice his absence, she lowered her head slightly, and slowly took out a net that she was most satisfied with from her sleeve pocket, took a deep breath, turned her head, and pressed hard on his chest , pretending to be calm on the surface, but in fact said extremely shyly: "Here, here you are." After she finished speaking, she suddenly looked up at him, and warned sternly, "If you dare to dislike—"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, and was caught off guard by Yang Er, who clasped her wrists tightly into her arms, and asked softly in her ear, "This...is for me? Did you make it yourself?"

Ding Minjun's ears were red, and he nodded slightly against his chest, his heart was beating like a drum, and he didn't know if it was his or his own.

Yang Xiao tightened his arms holding her even more. When he was making hairpins for her, he originally just wanted to tease her, but he never expected that he would be the first to fall.The things in the chest that had been silent for a long time began to clamor untimely, and young buds broke out of the ground, waiting for an opportunity to thrive.

The voices of people around him became more and more noisy.

Ding Minjun finally realized that they were in front of the public at this time, and suddenly he was so ashamed that he didn't know what to do. He subconsciously broke free from his embrace, and didn't dare to look at him again. He turned around and pretended to look for Shen Yue's trace. Looking for something to say: "Well... Where did Yue'er go? Don't get lost..."

Before the words fell, the child had already ran over, grabbed her hand and shook it, and said excitedly: "Aunt Ding, the fireworks will be set off soon, I heard those adults say The viewing position on the bridge is the best, they have already rushed over, let's hurry up and get a spot!"

Ding Minjun lowered his head and stared at him speechlessly, Shen Yue tilted his head in doubt, a little confused about the situation.

"Cough." Yang Erxu clenched his fist against his lips to suppress the smile on his lips, held Ding Minjun's other hand very naturally, led them to avoid the crowd and walked towards the river, and said while walking: "Then we have to hurry up, or we won't get a good position."

After Shen Yue heard it, he immediately put the matter behind him, cheered and quickened his pace and ran to the front, urging them from time to time.Ding Minjun looked at the two people in front of her, one on the left and the other on the back, each holding her hand. He couldn't help softening his brows and eyes, and laughed like the people around him, and hurried to catch up.

The timing of their arrival at the river was just right, and just when they stood still, there was a loud bang on the other side of the river, and several fireworks of different shapes exploded in the sky, illuminating the dim night of Xingzi as bright as day .

The child stared at the fireworks for a long time with sharp eyes, and suddenly pulled Ding Minjun's skirt as if he had discovered some big secret and exclaimed: "Aunt Ding, there are birds in the fireworks that form a bridge, and two people step on it." Walk on the bridge!"

Ding Minjun was stupefied, and couldn't help but look more carefully, only to find that the exploding fireworks actually formed a pattern: countless magpie birds held their heads and tails to form a magpie bridge, and at both ends of the magpie bridge, cowherds Carrying the burden, the Weaver Girl is holding the corner of her skirt, and weeping to meet each other.

The patterns made of fireworks are so vivid that even the young Shen Yue can clearly see them.Ding Minjun secretly admired the creator's ingenious thinking in his heart, and bent down to tell Shen Yue the legend about the Cowherd and Weaver Girl on the Qixi Festival.After she stood up again, she raised her eyes inadvertently, only to find that Yang Er had been watching her all the time. After meeting her eyes, his eyes turned, and he pursed his lips and whispered softly: "The Altair is far away, the Han girl of Jiaojiao River; Pulling out plain hands, sticking and playing with locomotives. I can’t make up my mind all day long, crying like rain; the rivers and rivers are clear and shallow, how far apart are they?”

After reading this, he paused, slowly approached Ding Minjun's stunned expression, and whispered the last two sentences in her ear: "Yingying is in the water, pulse... speechless."*

The warm breath, the pounding heartbeat, everything around me seems to have gone away quietly, only the seedlings that have broken through the ground are left, and the luxuriant branches have been pulled out.