Happy Marriage

An Sheng stood the pole upright and pinched his waist dignifiedly. The sleeve slipped down, and the coral snake on the wrist raised its head towards the little white dragon.

As soon as the onlookers saw the colorful snake, they knew that it must be highly poisonous, and they all retreated.

An Sheng sneered, gasping for breath in his nostrils: "If you're not afraid of death, come here! In broad daylight, you rob civilians and do a lot of evil. Today, my little aunt will give you a ride!"

Under the watchful eyes of the two, they were actually kicked by a little girl, and they lost all face. How can they be willing to give up? They rolled up their arms and sleeves, bluffing, but they were afraid of the coral on An Sheng's wrist and didn't know where to start.

There was a "puchi" after the crowd, and it seemed that he couldn't help laughing. Erlang laughed loudly, out of breath: "Master, this is the little sister you keep talking about? It's so tough!"

As soon as this remark came out, it caused a "chichi" chuckle, with a kind of sarcasm.

An Sheng was concentrating on fighting the enemy, and glanced at the tip of his eyes. After seeing the crowd, several tall horses lined up. The person in the lead had a fair face, and grinned at An Sheng in a gentle manner.

"Sister An Sheng, morning!"

When An Sheng saw it, it was none other than Guan Xiaoye Guan Hetian. He was full of moisture, and the hair on the top of his head was also hung with crystal and fine pieces of morning dew.

An Sheng immediately felt relieved and smiled gently: "Brother Guan, where have you been so early?"

Guan Xiaoye smiled "hehe": "I went out to hunt in the city with a few brothers the other day, and I just came back this morning. You can watch it when you pass by here."

An Sheng glanced at his posture, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He smiled embarrassedly: "Passing by here, picking two fruits, who would have encountered two vicious dogs."

Guan Hetian laughed and joked: "Sister An Sheng has practiced a good dog-fighting stick."

The people behind him burst into laughter, and An Sheng became even more embarrassed and smiled embarrassingly.

When the two of Xiao Bailong saw Guan Hetian, they immediately turned pale with fright, and while they were chatting, they would sneak out of the crowd.

Guan Hetian rode on the horse, looking down from a high position, he had seen it for a long time, and greeted the people around him: "Tie the two of them for the young master."

Immediately, a big man turned over and dismounted, stepped forward with one hand, and put the two of Xiaobailong on the ground effortlessly: "What to do with it?"

Guan Hetian looked at An Sheng, and An Sheng blinked: "Xue Xiuliang, their good brother who shared weal and woe, is now in prison waiting for them to deliver meals."

Guan Hetian smiled slightly and waved at the big man: "Just follow what my sister said."

The man immediately understood, and led the order to push and shove the two who shouted "forgive my life".

The crowd dispersed, An Sheng thanked Guan Hetian, and asked with interest, "Brother Guan, will there be any harvest when he goes hunting in the city? Is the prey getting fat this season?"

Guan Xiaoye smiled proudly: "your brother, I have no arrows, how can I come back empty-handed? I knew that Sister An Sheng would definitely like it, so I ordered someone to keep it for you, and was about to send it to you."

An Sheng was a little embarrassed by what he said, and scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'm not greedy, I just feel that I am galloping on the horse and reining in the bow, how high-spirited, I feel a little yearning."

Guan Xiaoye thumped his head angrily: "Look at me, I should take you with me. I just feel that a group of rude wild men speak inappropriately, and my sister is embarrassed. If you have free time, I will take you with me."

A few people behind him coughed in dissatisfaction.

Guan Xiaoye also rarely blushed: "Cough what cough, it's the truth!"

Someone smiled maliciously and joked: "We are all rude men, naturally we are not as delicate as Guan Xiaoye, and suddenly began to pity Xiangxiyu."

The people behind them laughed "haha": "As soon as summer is gone, spring is here. Is the weather abnormal this year?"

Someone immediately reprimanded the two joking people in a serious manner: "What nonsense are you talking about? Young master just doesn't want to see your broken mouth, or he will not introduce us to Miss An Sheng."

Those people laughed even more presumptuously.

Guan Hetian turned his head and glared at a few people, pointed at them with a horse whip, and threatened: "All right, I'll wait for the young master to see how to clean up you guys later."

Several people immediately shut their mouths honestly, their faces flushed: "Yes, young master."

Guan Hetian then turned his head and smiled at An Sheng: "They have such a bad mouth, don't take it to heart."

As soon as the voice fell, the person closest to him suddenly shot and pulled out a bunch of golden wild chrysanthemums from his back.

Guan Hetian became angry and stretched out his hand to grab it, and the man quickly threw it to the brother next to him. Guan Hetian was riding on the horse, out of reach of the whip, and when he whirled, he was about to dismount to grab it.

Everyone laughed and stopped, and the man who got the chrysanthemum was quick-witted and threw the chrysanthemum into An Sheng's arms.

"Miss Ansheng, the chrysanthemums that our young master picked for you in the morning, but they were carefully brought back in the placket."

An Sheng was holding the chrysanthemum in his arms, feeling a little helpless.

Guan Xiaoye blushed, and grinned at An Sheng: "Don't listen to their nonsense, they are blind, I heard that this chrysanthemum can be used as medicine to clear the liver and eyesight, so I brought it back."

An Sheng was a little relieved, and smiled at Guan Hetian: "This chrysanthemum can be used to make eight-treasure tea after drying, then I will process it and give it to you."

Both of them have gone down the steps, so they are not so embarrassed.

An Sheng blinked: "If Brother Guan has nothing else to do, I will go back to Yaolu, and I will be scolded by Master for being late."

"Okay!" Guan Hetian waved his hand and signaled everyone to make way: "I'll find you another day."

"Yeah" An Sheng smiled and said, "I would like to thank Brother Guan for a cup of tea another day."

"You're welcome." Guan Hetian folded his hands.

The brother next to him couldn't help but smile again: "When did our young master become so gentle?"

This time, Guan Hetian had been prepared for a long time. With a flick of his hand, the horsewhip rubbed the man's head, shaved off the jade crown of his hair, and sweated profusely.

"I'm leaving!" Guan Hetian turned the horse's head and shouted "Drive!", shaking the reins, pretending to be high-spirited, but it seemed like he was running away.

The crowd laughed again behind him.

The man who joked earlier took off two hares from the horse and handed them to An Sheng: "This is what my young master gave to Miss An Sheng and Doctor Leng, try it!"

An Sheng bowed his eyebrows and thanked him.

Several men bowed their hands at An Sheng: "Miss An Sheng, there will be a future."

Talking and laughing, he hit the horse and left.

An Sheng found the carriage, and when he arrived at the Yaolu, Sister Feng had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for An Sheng.

An Sheng jumped out of the carriage with the chrysanthemum in his hand, and waved at Qian Zhou.

Lengbo, the driver, lifted the two hares, and Qianzhou immediately greeted them.

"Hare?" Qianzhou took it excitedly: "Where did you get it?"

An Sheng smiled "hee hee": "It was given by someone else."

"It happened to be a tooth sacrifice at noon." Qianzhou weighed it: "It's fat enough, these two have a dozen pounds at least."

An Sheng nodded: "The rabbit at this time is not too fat to jump around."

The two returned to the yard talking and laughing together, and An Sheng raised his nose: "The smell of Grandma Noodles."

Sister Feng smiled and urged: "The nose is smart enough, hurry up and sit down and eat, pickled cabbage with minced pork."

An Sheng excitedly sat down next to Leng Nanxian, and put the bunch of chrysanthemums by his hand: "Master is early."

Leng Nanxian gave an "um", "Where did the chrysanthemum come from?"

An Sheng has already picked up his chopsticks: "Brother Guan went out to the city to hunt the day before yesterday. He just came back this morning and threw it to me."

Leng Nanxian glanced at the bunch of chrysanthemums and slammed the chopsticks in his hand: "It's not appropriate to eat or drink, so what do you use it for?"

An Sheng picked up the noodle roll and ate it with relish: "You can make tea after drying it, clearing the liver and improving eyesight."

Leng Nanxian snorted coldly: "Don't say that you are my disciple of Leng Nanxian when you go out. This kind of wild chrysanthemum is poisonous and smells strange. How can you enter it? Not to mention what medicinal value it has."

An Sheng glanced suspiciously at the bunch of chrysanthemums, then leaned over to smell it, only to feel that his nose was a little itchy, and couldn't help but turn to "Ahie" and sneezed loudly.

"Look, you don't care about this pollen, you can see how poisonous it is." Leng Nanxian said calmly.

An Sheng raised his hand and threw the chrysanthemum aside: "Fortunately, Master has a lot of knowledge, otherwise it would be a joke."

Leng Nanxian lowered his head, curled his lips slightly, and took a bite of the noodle roll proudly. No wonder An Sheng was so excited when he smelled it, it tasted really good.

Qian Zhou threw the hare at the door of the kitchen. After cleaning his hands, he came back to eat. He sat opposite An Sheng and said excitedly, "It's really good archery. Both hare were shot through both eyes with an arrow."

"Really?" An Sheng asked with great interest: "I didn't expect Big Brother Guan to look so condescending and so brave."

Qianzhou seemed to miss it quite a bit: "I think it has been two years since I went out to hunt. Autumn is a good time for hunting.

An Sheng also nodded hurriedly: "That's right, thinking about it makes me yearn for it, especially when it comes to reining in horses and bows, wearing Yang at a hundred paces, rustling autumn winds, and hunting in robes, how high-spirited? Brother Guan said that next time you have the opportunity to take me with you, Should I learn to ride a horse first?"

Leng Nanxian glanced at her dissatisfiedly: "Look, how can you still look like a girl? Which of the ladies in Beijing should not be pitiful when they mention killing, and think this hunting is too **** and cruel, sigh a few words? You only have food in your eyes!"

A bowl of cold water was poured over, An Sheng shrugged, pouted at Qianzhou secretly, and did not dare to talk back.

Qian Zhoufu said excitedly again: "Go to the vegetable garden at noon and pick up a green radish. How about eating it in red? Put a few more chili peppers, and you will have dinner."

An Sheng's mouth was very full, and he swallowed hard: "I made a plan on the way here, one is braised and the other is marinated and smoked to eat. The meat from Mrs. Feng's smoke is bright red and oily. Just salivating."