There was also a dog skin plaster on his forehead.
How to see it.
They don’t even look like shopkeepers.
Instead, it is more like a brothel turtle, standing at the door to solicit business.
At this time, the innkeeper walked down the wooden stairs and clasped his fists towards the diners present happily: "Today is the wedding day of my only daughter. Thanks to all the guests here, so many distinguished guests are present today, which is a good time for my beloved daughter and her husband."
Be a witness to the prince's marriage."
“Today is a big day, so naturally I want to be happy. All the drinks and meals tonight will be taken care of by our restaurant.”
The innkeeper said with a happy face.
When other people marry their daughters, the old fathers have a sullen face and wish they could pick up a nine-tooth rake and drive away the pigs that they had worked hard to raise for more than 20 years in a few days.
Look at all the men in the world who are rotten men who covet their daughters.
After all, only men understand men’s little thoughts best.
On the other hand, the smile on the shopkeeper’s face was as wonderful as the blooming chrysanthemum, and his eyes were so small that they could hardly find their slits when he smiled.
As early as the first time I saw the innkeeper walking down the stairs.
Jin An recognized the other party’s identity.
It is one of the five antique dealers who appeared in Fucheng tonight, that flying-headed man.
This short-legged old man should have been born with a physical disability. If he practices flying head barbarism and plans to have his own head transplanted so that he can live a normal life, that can be explained.
Jin'an was in an out-of-body state at this time, so he couldn't hide the disguise skills of these antique dealers in front of him.
Under the flesh.
There is another set of facial features hidden in the soul.
Jin An did not listen to what the innkeeper said next. He calmly began to look around the inn, looking for other associates of the antique dealer.
At this time, a chef came out of the back kitchen of the inn and stood at the edge of the lobby to watch the excitement.
The chef is tall and burly, with a slight stoop and a raised hump on his back... He is exactly the other one of the five antique dealers.
The hunchbacked man wielding a pair of giant scimitars.
Jin'an has found three of them: a woman with two mouths, a wild man with a flying head, and a man with a hunchback. However, he did not find the remaining two interrogators and the giant judge of the underworld here.
At this time, the wedding suona in the inn was still whistling lively, and the groom and the bride followed the innkeeper downstairs at the same time.
Someone shouted in the lobby: "Shopkeeper, you said that your daughter and the scholar are talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven. They fell in love with each other at first sight when they met tonight. But why did I see the reluctant look on the scholar's face? Look at his face, there is no joy at all."
None, but his face is pale, as if he was frightened out of his wits. Is your store a black shop that robs scholars and recruits sons-in-law? "
The people who spoke were the green people who had just entered the inn. These people were fools who had been licking blood from their knife heads all the time and lived with their machetes in their belts. They were not afraid of anything.
The innkeeper said with a smile: "You are kidding objectively. We are doing business openly and honestly. How can we be a black shop? Maybe it is because the prince is too happy and has no experience in getting married for the first time, so he is a little at a loss. Is he happy or not?"
You can win. You can ask Prince Wang in public if he is sincerely willing to marry my daughter?"
When the innkeeper turned back to look at the groom behind him, everyone only saw the back of the innkeeper, and no one could see the expression on the innkeeper's face at this time.
When the innkeeper turned back to look at the groom, whose face was pale and sweat was dripping from his forehead, the groom nodded to everyone with a pale face and said that he and Ye Niang fell in love at first sight and they were in love with each other, and they were willing to marry her tonight.
Ye Niang is his wife.
These people, who didn't know a few Chinese characters and were surrounded by green forests and grass, didn't notice anything wrong with the atmosphere of this inn at this time. Their attention was not on the scholars at all. Their eyes were always on the graceful figure of the bride walking down the stairs.
On the top, many people rubbed the machetes in their hands with evil eyes, and shouted: "Shopkeeper, even if the scholar really fell in love with your daughter at first sight, you said that your daughter and the scholar are talented and beautiful, a match made in heaven, and you won't let your daughter
How can we tell whether your daughter is beautiful or ugly by showing her face and being watched by everyone? Is it true that a talented man and a beautiful woman are a match made in heaven..."
“Everyone, are you right? Hahaha.”
These people burst into laughter.
The innkeeper looked embarrassed and said with a troubled expression on his face: "A few of you are objective, on this big day, the bridegroom will naturally enter the bridal chamber, and the bridal chamber can only lift the lid when there are candles and candles. It would be unlucky to lift the lid now..."
“In this way, the little old man will punish you with three glasses of wine as an apology. In addition, I will ask the waiter in the shop to bring some jars of daughter’s red wine that has been stored in the cellar for twenty years and present it to you.”
At this moment, those green people in the forest looked at the graceful and graceful body lines of the bride in her wedding dress, and their sperm went to their heads. They continued to make noisy remarks: "Shopkeeper, let's see that your daughter's legs are tightly clamped. What's wrong with a scholar?"
Okay, if you don’t have the strength to tie a chicken, how can we brothers be so strong and tough when you ask for it. If the scholar can’t satisfy your daughter, we brothers can take care of his bridal chamber and open the wedding ceremony for him.
The lady’s red hijab, hahaha..."
"Isn't there a saying that if you die under peonies, you can be a ghost? If you can die under your daughter's strong legs, we are also willing to be ghosts."
These green woods and grassy areas are becoming more and more filthy as we talk about them.
Full of foul language.
The few women sitting in the lobby, such as the mother and daughter from a wealthy family, frowned and looked displeased.
Although the bride wears a red hijab, the parts of her figure that should be concave are as concave as a deep canyon, and the parts that should be convex are heavy. Her two slender, straight legs are so graceful that you don’t even need to look at them to know that those legs can pinch someone to death.
man.
The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick.
This bride is a naturally charming little fairy. Even though she is wearing a red hijab without showing her face, she has already seduced several big men to become jealous of her.
"this……"
"this……"
The innkeeper looked embarrassed when he met this bunch of hard-working men. Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and didn't know how to deal with the messy and chaotic situation in front of him.
At this time, a woman's soft and waxy voice sounded from under the red hijab.
“Dad, my daughter will not embarrass her father. Please let her make her own decisions and say a few words..."
Wearing a wedding dress and a red hijab, the shopkeeper's daughter, who had been silent all this time, spoke now. Her voice was so pitiful and she was about to cry. It made the man's heart feel numb and his bones all softened. He was such a seductress.
An annoying vixen.
Ye Niang, who was under the red hijab, said in a plaintive voice: "What Ye Niang admires most in her life are scholars who are talented in poetry and calligraphy. Therefore, Ye Niang's lifelong wish is to marry a scholar. I hope that the scholar can be treated well.
Ye Niang, treat your father well. In the future, you will be able to get a good job and have an official position. Don’t be a too big official. As long as your father doesn’t have to get up early every day and stay late every day to open a shop and worry about the inn business every day.”
"But Ye Niang has experienced ups and downs in her life, and she has not been as happy as others expected her to be. Her first husband was not a scholar. Not long after she got married, she encountered bad news. Her husband died in an accident..."
Ye Niang talked about the sad point, and she cried softly under the red hijab.
"How can I die if I can achieve success? If I want to be a mandarin duck, I will not envy the immortals... I am lucky enough to meet Prince Wang today. The artistic conception in this eternally famous poem just speaks to Ye Niang's heart. It speaks of the simplest life of a woman in the world.
But it is also the most elusive wish..."
"Since Ye Niang, the guests here think they can replace Wang Gongzi's position in Ye Niang's heart, they might as well hold a poetry competition. If there is someone who can surpass Wang Gongzi in terms of talent, learning, and talent, Ye Niang is willing to join us today.
When he gets married, he is willing to be a third concubine, a fourth concubine, or a small house without status."
"If all the distinguished guests present here cannot match the talent of Wang Gongzi in terms of poetry and calligraphy, then there is no need to mention the idea of getting married to Ye Niang. Although Ye Niang is just an ordinary country woman, she has not read many saints in her life.
Yan, but I also know what filial piety is and what a woman's chastity is. If you keep forcing me, Mother Ye would rather die here today than drag my father down."
Although Ye Niang has a pitiful voice, she is also a chaste and fierce woman. She makes advances and retreats as she speaks. She lays out conditions for everyone, sets up an arena with poems, and everyone wins based on their ability.
It is not embarrassed by the passenger of the inn, but also keeps his chastity.
If we hadn’t known in advance that Ye Niang was an evil cultivator who ate men without spitting out their bones and liked to tear apart scholars and eat them, we would have been deceived by her affectionate performance.
Following the direction of Ye Niang's finger, the group of people in the green forest and grass, who didn't know a few Chinese characters, subconsciously looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the pillars.
The few literate people in the green woods and grass began to recite the poems written on the calligraphy and painting.
…
“The painting pavilion of the Liang family rises from the middle of the sky, and the golden stems of the Han Emperor rise straight to the outside.”
"We look at each other in front of the building but don't know each other, but we meet each other on the street and we know each other?"
“I’d like to ask you, Xiang Ziyan, who once played the flute and learned to dance to spend his youth.”
“If you have achieved success, why should you die? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals.
These reckless men actually started to meditate hard on calligraphy and painting.
How else to say that sex leads to smart marriage.
At this time.
A loud voice sounded in the lobby of the inn: "Why don't you let Xiaosheng give it a try?"
"Since Ye Niang longed for "I would like to be a mandarin duck but not an immortal," and this inn is also called Yuanyang Tower, I will also use "Mandarin Duck" as the title to compose an ugly poem for Ye Niang."
“The ten-mile flat lake is covered with frost and the sky is covered with frost...”
“I am worried about my golden years...”
This is a hoarse, low voice of a person who is so close but so far apart, and lovers cannot come together, and eventually fall in love.
Like a lake gradually filled with thoughts and sorrow,
It was a fruitless love affair.
From the passionate love of a passionate young man to the separation of two places, the young man's gray hair slowly faded away.
“Looking at the moon shape alone to protect each other...”
There seemed to be infinite emotion in the voice that gradually became hoarse and sad, and there seemed to be endless words of lovesickness that I wanted to tell my lover, but the lover in my heart was not around, and the lover could not be together, every day
When the night falls deep and I miss the moon, all that remains is the desolation of being alone.
I used to always laugh at others, wondering how people who love each other can't be together in the end. Later, in "The Lonely Lamp Can't Be Confused, I'm Heartbroken, Rolling Up the Curtains and Looking at the Moon and Sighing," I realized that it's the most "strange" thing for lovers to be together in the end.
.
It is better to have no destiny and no distinction than to have destiny but no distinction.
Since there is no fate or destiny, there is no need to understand the pain of lovesickness in "I only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals".
The person reciting poetry in the lobby was not the group of rough-and-tumble men, but a frail scholar with a clean, fair face and beardless face, and delicate features.
“I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. The heaven and the earth will last forever, and this hatred will last forever. As long as we can stay together for a lifetime, even the gods are not willing to do it. Ye Niang, did we know each other in the previous life?”
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…
In the sky, I would like to be a winged bird, and in the earth, I would like to be a twig. The heaven and the earth will last forever, and this hatred will last forever...
In the lobby, the graceful girl, the mother and daughter, repeatedly rejected the poem. She looked at the handsome young man in the lobby with a lovesick and sad face, filled with stories of vicissitudes of life, and her expression briefly became absent-minded.
There must be someone in this young man’s heart that he loves to stay with.
I don’t know whose family beauty can live in this young master’s heart.
When the girl thought about this, she immediately blushed and said, "Bah, what kind of young man? He is obviously a pervert. He has the same character as those rough and tough men. They all want to covet the body of the shopkeeper's daughter, Ye Niang."
“Sure enough, my mother is right. All men in the world are stinky men. No man in the world is good. Men’s mouths are deceitful. Men are the best at using sweet words to deceive a woman’s heart.”
At this time, Mr. Feng Shui and the old man were all dumbfounded as they looked at Jin An who was lovingly reciting poems to Ye Niang.
There was only one thought left in their minds.
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But Jin An, who stood up at this time and was looking at Ye Niang affectionately, did not notice that the expressions on the faces of the two people behind him were wrong.
Jin An looked at Ye Niang, his voice was vicissitudes, and he looked in the direction of Ye Niang in a low voice, and continued: "I don't know why, today I met Ye Niang for the first time, and I feel that I have known you a lot, as if we are the same."
We already knew each other in the reincarnation of the past life. Five hundred times of looking back in the past life were exchanged for one passing by in this life. I used a thousand times of looking back to exchange for stopping in front of you in this life. Finally, we can meet in this life?"
Five hundred times of looking back in the past life are exchanged for one passing by you in this life. I use a thousand times of looking back to exchange for stopping in front of you in this life...
The tall and graceful girl chewed these words over and over again, looking at Jin An's profile with gleaming eyes.
She thought of her mother's warning to herself again and again, and told herself again and again that the young man opposite was a prodigal son who was the best at smooth talk.
Full color embryo.
But her long eyelashes blinked, and she couldn't help but peek at the other person's profile again and again. The girl's heart slowly rippled, and two rosy clouds gradually grew on her snow-white cheeks.
Mr. Feng Shui, big old man: "..."
At this moment, both of them looked at Jin An in shock.