The Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness of Crossing

The three of them came out from the west gate. At this moment, Huanhua Street was full of trees and silver flowers, colorful lights hung high, and pedestrians and vendors were jostling shoulder to shoulder. Compared with the daytime a few days ago, it was more lively and noisy.

Passing by the Caimen of Tongxing Building, Yuan Cuixiao suggested enthusiastically, "His hibiscus pancakes and steamed milk cakes are delicious, why don't we go in and eat some?"

Both Shen Zhongyuan and Xia Chan looked at her like a ghost, as if they were saying: Can you be thicker-skinned?The two exchanged glances, and Xia Chan said first, "Oh my lady, we should eat moon balls during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The servant girl knows that Zheng Ji's moon balls are delicious, so let's go there."

Shen Zhongyuan added: "Not bad. His family's sweet-scented osmanthus and taro seedlings are also very delicious."

Yuan Cuixiao cheerfully waved: "Go! Go!"

Passing through Huanhua Street, Yuan Cuixiao suddenly noticed that the crowds were all going in one direction, she was quite puzzled and said: "Master, why are you all heading east?"

Shen Zhongyuan replied: "To watch the tide on the Han River, most of them travel east along this road."

Yuan Cuixiao was even more puzzled: "The Han River passes through the city, so can't we go to the west?"

"Little lady doesn't know something," Shen Zhongyuan said in disbelief. "There is a custom in the west of Beijing during the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is called 'stepping on the moon, setting off lanterns and walking across three bridges'. If you go east here, you will pass three stone bridges on the Fenqing River. .”

Yuan Cuixiao asked curiously again: "What do you mean by crossing three bridges?"

Shen Zhongyuan looked up at the bright moon in the sky: "Three bridges are the road of three lives. The bridge crosses people, and the moon crosses the maze. One crosses the past life; two crosses the present life; three crosses the afterlife."

Yuan Cuixiao suddenly said: "So that's how it is."

Suddenly, a young flower seller came out of the corner, holding a large basket of fresh flowers and blocking the way of the three of them, and said with a smile: "Master, my lady, just buy a flower hairpin."

Yuan Cuixiao waved her hand: "No need, little brother."

The flower seller lifted the flower basket higher, brought it to her eyes and said, "Look, little lady, I have jasmine, sweet-scented osmanthus, green onion, orchid and autumn camellia here. Which one is not fresh and beautiful? Look at the men and women all over the street. Which one doesn't have hairpins on its head?"

Yuan Cuixiao looked around, and as expected, everyone's heads were covered with colorful flowers, as if they were topped with a flower pot, and she was terrified, and said firmly: "Brother's flowers are beautiful, but I just don't like wearing flowers. It doesn't matter if everyone else wears the hairpin and I'm the only one left."

Although he met a different kind, the flower seller was unwilling to retreat, and he still persevered and said: "I said sister, you are so beautiful, even if you don't like hairpins yourself, others love to see your hairpins. It's a big festival, why not?" Why can't you just plug in one and let others enjoy it?" Then, he smiled and looked at Shen Zhongyuan who was on the side, and said, "Big brother, do you think this makes sense?"

Good boy, you are really a marketing talent... Yuan Cuixiao was speechless, and turned to look at Shen Zhongyuan.

Shen Zhongyuan's face flushed slightly, and he coughed lightly and said, "It's up to you."

Yuan Cuixiao turned her eyes back to the flower basket, and suddenly saw a small butterfly made of pink wool lying quietly in the colorful flowers. With a tender pain in her heart, she took it into the palm of her hand and asked: "Brother , how do you sell this butterfly?"

The flower seller said frankly: "I made this up for fun in my free time. If my sister likes it, I will give it to you. How much do you want?"

"Uh." Yuan Cuixiao was ashamed to take it for nothing, pointing to the bouquet and said to Shen Zhongyuan and Xia Chan who were behind him, "Come and pick a few."

Shen Zhongyuan chose a sweet-scented osmanthus and put it on the side of the head scarf; Xia Chan likes camellias, so she chose two big red autumn tea flowers to decorate on her temples.

The flower seller accepted a bunch of copper coins, thanked her, and was about to leave when she saw Yuan Cuixiao using gold hairpins and butterflies, so she picked a mulberry branch from the flower basket and handed it to her, saying: "Sister, use this Come on, the hairpin won't hold back."

Yuan Cuixiao's hairpin is a flower butterfly, and she smiled with her hands on her temples: "Thank you, little brother."

The flower seller was stunned, and said regretfully, "I originally got a pair of these butterflies, but unfortunately, a young man who bought flowers asked for one just now, so I can't give it to my sister."

The crowd continued to walk forward with the moon, passing through several tiles along the way, clanging and clamoring.Yuan Cuixiao looked at the freshness, and ignored the obstruction of the other two, she insisted on going in for a walk.Or drinking tea and listening to books, or watching operas and guessing riddles, and watching people fight for a while, until I feel hungry, I remember that Zheng Ji's moon balls have not been free yet, so I am willing to come out with Shen Zhongyuan.

Yuan Cuixiao looked east and west and said: "Master, where is the Zheng Ji you are talking about? Why haven't I seen it until now?"

"It seems to be near Wangxian Bridge." Shen Zhongyuan pointed to a stone bridge not far away, "But whether it is on the east or west of the bridge, I can't remember exactly."

Yuan Cuixiao patted Xia Chan and asked, "Do you know?"

Xia Chan shook her head and replied, "I haven't been here again."

Feeling cheated, Yuan Cuixiao said sharply: "You haven't been here before, how dare you say his food is delicious? Are you fooling me? Huh?!"

Xia Chan felt that she had slipped her tongue, and hurriedly waved her hands and said, "No, no. I just listened to... I heard from Sister Chunliu."

Yuan Cuixiao glared at her: "It sounds so true! When you find it later, you are not allowed to eat it, just watch from the side."

Shen Zhongyuan smiled and shook his head: "You guys wait here for a while, I'll go to the front and ask."

The two then stood and waited for each other, and suddenly saw groups of small water lamps floating by on the river, all of which were made of tough parchment, some were folded into flowers and birds, and some were folded into insects and fish, and one of them was lit. Small red candles, dotted with stars, flow down the river, overlapping with the bright moon in the night sky, shining brightly, just like the Milky Way.

"It's so beautiful!" Yuan Cuixiao admired from the bottom of her heart, turned to Xia Chan and said, "After we've eaten, we'll also go buy a lamp and put it away."

Xia Chan didn't respond, and just stared at the bridge in a daze.

"Hey!" Yuan Cuixiao bumped her with his arm and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Oh." Xia Chan regained her strength and said, "I seem to have seen the young lady of the Jin family just now."

"Peony?!" Yuan Cuixiao asked in surprise, "Where is it?"

Xia Chan pointed to the other side of the river and said, "It's on the bridge, go there."

Yuan Cuixiao hurriedly walked a few steps, tiptoed towards the bridge head, saw people crowded on the bridge, how could she tell who was Jin Mudan?

"You're not early..." Yuan Cuixiao hadn't said the word "Say" when she suddenly found a young man in the crowd with a pink wool butterfly beside the Wusheng scarf. Looking at his profile, he looked like a man .Shocked, she lifted her skirt and ran towards the bridge, completely ignoring Xia Chan's anxious call behind her.

The Wangxian bridge was crowded with people, and when Yuan Cuixiao squeezed onto the bridge and looked around in a hurry, there was no trace of the young man.She climbed down the stairs in disappointment, just in time to meet Shen Zhongyuan and Xia Chan who rushed over.

"Little lady, why are you running away!" Xia Chan gasped, grabbed her hand and said.

Yuan Cuixiao subconsciously stroked the flowers and butterflies on her temples, and said, "Did you say you saw the golden peony, so I tried to chase after it." Then she said to Shen Zhongyuan, "Master, have you found Zheng Ji?"

Shen Zhongyuan looked a little guilty: "I just found out after inquiring that Zheng Ji has been closed for half a year."

"Oh." Yuan Cuixiao's tone was unexpectedly calm, "It's okay. Let's go across the bridge to have a look at the water lanterns."

There is a narrow alley along the river. At the moment, more than half of the stalls are selling small lamps made of parchment paper, which is also called "a little red".Yuan Cuixiao's heart and mind were filled with the glimpse of the silhouette, and she lost interest in looking at these exquisite gadgets for a while.She kept going faster and faster, and couldn't help but dragged the two of them down a long way. Just as she was thinking of just buying one, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she caught a glimpse of a lifelike panda holding a bamboo lantern, and she hurriedly stopped. , and said to the peddler: "Stand owner, how do you sell the water lamp?"

The shopkeeper asked courteously, "Which one do you like, my lady?"

Yuan Cuixiao picked up his favorite panda lamp and said, "This is it."

"Oh, I'm sorry little lady. Someone ordered this bamboo bear just now." The shopkeeper smiled and said, "I have a lot of 'a little red' flower heads here, why don't you look at others?"

Yuan Cuixiao reluctantly put down the water lantern, and said regretfully, "I'll just look at this one."

The shopkeeper sized her up, then suddenly changed his mind and said, "Young lady likes it, so just take it."

"Really?!" Yuan Cuixiao was overjoyed, and held up the lamp again, "How much?"

The salesman smiled and Mimi replied: "The young lady who is traveling with the young lady has already paid."

When did the master catch up with me?It should be impossible... Yuan Cuixiao said suspiciously: "Stand owner, did you admit the wrong person?"

The shopkeeper pointed to her hair bun, and said firmly: "Everyone else is wearing hairpins, but that young master has the same wool butterfly on the head of the little lady. Aren't you together?"

Yuan Cuixiao suddenly realized: No wonder the peddler changed his words, he mistakenly mistook Feng Jing for Ma Liang... It's just that she really likes the panda hugging the bamboo lantern, and if she wanted to make a mistake, she would be ignorant of it, and felt that it was a mistake.Just as he was struggling, a male voice sounded behind him: "Little lady, this lamp is on."

Hearing this voice, Yuan Cuixiao's body stiffened and her mind went blank, and then the hand holding the lamp trembled uncontrollably.

The salesman realized that something had happened, and he said awkwardly, "Young master, you...are you not together?"

The young man took a step forward, glanced at the pale-faced Yuan Cuixiao, and said calmly, "I don't know this little lady."

A panic flashed through Yuan Cuixiao's heart, she stared at him blankly, but couldn't say a word.

The younger generation's eyes fell on the water lamp, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Little lady, the lamp below."

Yuan Cuixiao was stabbed by this stranger's expression and words in an instant, she couldn't help but took a step back holding the lamp, and murmured: "Is it yours?"

Another female voice sounded softly beside her: "Sister Yuan, it's really you."

Yuan Cuixiao turned her head to look, and saw Jiahui coming with the golden peony, standing beside Ding Zhaohui, with a dignified demeanor and a face full of beauty, she really looked like a fairy.There was a burst of bitterness in her heart, and she called out dumbly: "Sister Jin."

Jin Mudan looked at the water lamp in her hand, she understood, she smiled and said: "My sister likes this lamp, so let's keep it." Then she said to Ding Zhaohui, "Second brother Ding, let's choose again."

The corners of Ding Zhaohui's lips curled slightly, and he nodded, "That's fine."

Yuan Cuixiao suddenly realized that what she was holding in her hand was not a water lamp, but a red-hot soldering iron, and said repeatedly: "No! No!" She took a step forward, hurriedly handing Ding Zhaohui back, and suddenly felt that she shouldn't In this way, he stuffed it to Jiahui who was at the side, and said with a sigh of relief, "You go and let it go, I'll take a look elsewhere."

Ding Zhaohui turned around, "Let's go."

Jin Mudan bowed her body and said goodbye: "Sister Yuan, let me take my leave now."

Yuan Cuixiao pulled out a smile and said, "Sister, go slowly."