Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 287 Fireworks
When Long Aohan came back, he smelled of alcohol all over his body.

Rather than saying that the noise of his return was a little louder, it might be better to say that Meng Baiyun was awakened by Xun Xun.

This guy, if you drink, you drink, and if you get drunk, you fall down. The key is to put your drunken mouth on her mouth.

Forget it, the tongue was also sent in, and her tongue was stained with the smell of alcohol, and Mimi Chengcheng woke up. After waking up, she met his dark eyes full of lust, and blushed for a moment. But he was disgusted by the smell of alcohol in his mouth.

"How much did you drink?"

"Not much, not drunk yet."

He reached out to hug her, but she avoided him.

"Go take a shower."

"Hungry." He spit out two words, and before Meng Baiyun kicked him out of bed, the sticky stuffed her mouth.

"Well, take a shower."

"Eat first before going."

So in the future, there was no room for Meng Baiyun to resist.

He is sophisticated and proficient, and Meng Baiyun is confused and infatuated by provocative.

Just when it was time to start eating, there was a loud noise outside, which disturbed the spring scenery in the room.

Through the window, I saw the bright sky.

Meng Baiyun pushed Long Aohan away, very excited: "It seems to be setting off fireworks."

Long Aohan held her back: "You like it, tomorrow I will let someone let it go overnight."

"Let go, I'm so embarrassed that you let it go, it depends on others." After finishing speaking, he got off the bed.

In fact, it's not that she really wants to watch any fireworks, it's just that her back hurts badly. If she lets herself indulge in unrestrained sensuality, she's afraid that she won't even be able to get out of bed tomorrow.

And knowing who set off the fireworks, she also went to share the joy and excitement.

Put on your clothes, open the door and go out, the sky is full of bright lights.

The gunpowder technology of this era is far behind modern times, and the colors of the fireworks are only monotonous green and red, but this is enough to brighten the entire night sky.

Su Er also put on her coat and came out, seeing the fireworks excitedly dancing: "It's so beautiful, I haven't seen fireworks in a long time, last time I saw them, they were set off in the palace, and I couldn't see them clearly from a distance. "

In this era when gunpowder technology is backward and gunpowder refining technology is difficult, fireworks are naturally not something ordinary people can set off.

Even rich people will only spend extravagantly when it comes to the New Year's Eve.

Therefore, for the ancients, fireworks are the most beautiful flowers blooming in the sky, even though the flowers are only red and green.

In order to let Su Er see clearly, Meng Baiyun carried her up to the roof.

Su Er was as happy as a child, and Meng Baiyun had to remind her many times to be careful not to fall.

The fireworks were shining brightly, and she looked up at the sky.

Thoughts drifted far away. The most beautiful fireworks in her memory was when she went to Beijing with her parents to watch them.

When she was in high school, she was only as tall as her father's shoulders. Colorful fireworks rose into the sky, and the crowd was surging. Her father held her with his left arm and her mother with his right hand. She looked up halfway and saw his father. The blue and black stubble, and the colorful colors of the fireworks blooming in the pupils, that color is gentle.

She turned her head, Long Aohan did not know when he came to him, the red and green fireworks bloomed in his pupils, she was suddenly in a daze, as if she had returned to that time, her heart was full of tenderness.

In fact, the most beautiful fireworks are not in mid-air, but in the eyes of the person you love.

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The fireworks in Wufu were set off at dawn, Meng Baiyun and Su Er sat on the roof and smelled the faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air, waiting to watch the sunrise.

The sun is rising in the east, revealing a round golden arc.

Su'er leaned on Meng Baiyun's shoulder, her eyes were inexplicably moist.

It's so beautiful, I don't know how long this kind of beauty can last.

Meng Baiyun felt the slight dampness on his shoulders, and when he turned his head, he saw the tears of the wicked Su Er.

"What's wrong with you, girl."

Su Er hurriedly wiped away her tears, sniffed: "I'm sleepy, I'm yawning."

"After watching the sunrise, go to bed."

"kindness."

Sniffing again, she looked at Meng Baiyun: "The general just went to court, Madam, let's go to bed later, I will send Feihong to the old lady's yard, anyway, the old lady likes to stay with Feihong."

"Just go to sleep, I plan to let Haha go to Wufu."

"Madam, do you still want to go to Wufu today?"

Meng Baiyun said with a smile: "Yesterday it was busy and chaotic. I couldn't take him there. When I came back, I heard from the wet nurse that he had been unhappy all day. Today, I sent him there to play with Xiaozong and the others."

Su'er looked at Meng Baiyun: "Where is Madam going? This servant will accompany you."

"It's not convenient for you to follow this matter, just sleep at home."

Inconvenient, Su Er froze for a moment, but didn't say anything else.

The sun has completely risen from the horizon. In fact, watching the sunrise from the roof is nothing to see. Meng Baiyun has seen the sunrise by the sea, which is truly breathtaking.

He hugged Su'er down, let Su'er go to sleep, she went back to the room to wash up, changed her clothes and went out.

This time I didn't dress up as a man, and I didn't climb over the wall to get out.

The old lady's eyeliner is about to stare at her all the time, and she doesn't want to give the old lady some excuse to kneel down in the ancestral hall again.

However, with those eyeliners following her, she doesn't have to accomplish anything in a day, so it's better to get rid of them.

The other party was able to follow her for a day without anyone noticing last time, and his martial arts are naturally extraordinary.

But last time, she didn't notice that she was being followed, and it wasn't all because of the other party's high martial arts skills. The main reason was that she didn't pay attention to this aspect.

For example, today, when she found out that Madam Long had sent someone to follow her, she paid close attention, almost as soon as she left the mansion, she felt footsteps and breathing not far away.

Heh, I just guessed that the old lady sent someone to follow her.

It really is.

In other words, it was her mother-in-law who sent people to follow her, otherwise she would definitely lose her face.

It is not difficult to get rid of a person.

The morning market in Chang'an City is the busiest.

Meng Baiyun plunged headlong into the crowd, and went where there were more people.

It's impossible to keep a close eye on a person in such a difficult place.

Meng Baiyun squeezed into a vegetable wholesale stall that was overcrowded, and soon he was also submerged in the crowd.

When she came out again, she was dressed in ragged clothes, her waist was half bent, her head was covered with a piece of gray plaid, and her face was sallow and wrinkled. She looked like an old woman in her seventies and eighties, with a few chopped vegetable leaves hanging on her head.

He staggered out of the crowd, entered a secluded alley, and hid in a corner.

The surroundings are quiet and silent, one cannot hear any sound or movement, nor can one feel any internal force or breathing.

It seems to be throwing people's success away.

In fact, with her skills, the last time she knew someone was following her, she paid attention.

When she left the Dragon Mansion today, she keenly felt the footsteps and breath behind her.

This person's lightness kungfu is very high, and she can't stand her trick "My mother can't even recognize who I am", which is referred to as "Mother can't recognize me".

Presumably that fool was still staring at the pile of people rushing to buy vegetables, thinking that she would get out of it.

Meng Baiyun was not in a hurry to tear off the disguise. Although the egg white black rice flour mask on his face made his face sticky and wrinkled, it was really convenient to move.

With this wrinkled old face of 80 or [-] years old, she went to several inns, restaurants and teahouses, and found a bunch of singers, but no one was willing to go to her new teahouse to sing "What About the Emperor and General Dragon" The little songs, one by one, are very life-threatening.

That's right, one of the grandparents who sang this song in that teahouse last time was thrown to death, and the other was robbed.

Finally, Meng Baiyun thought of a place, a slum.

People who don't want to die for money can only be found there.

She found the right place, and soon, she found two men.

One of them worked as an errand runner in Liyuan, and he could sing a few lines by ear, and was willing to do anything when he was about to give money.

The other is a down-and-out luthier who has lost his wife and children. He has no hope for life, and he is not afraid of death. He only hopes to be drunk today. Meng Baiyun promised him ten altars of good wine and followed him.

After the teahouse was bought, it has been closed. Everyone said that there was a fatal accident in this place, and they were afraid that it would never open again. Unexpectedly, it reopened without warning.

The teahouse reopened, but apart from two singers, there was not even a boy who served tea and water, so it couldn't bear the name of the teahouse at all.

What's more, he didn't sing any of the songs, but he sang the song that caused trouble to the grandparents last time.

You know, ever since the grandson and grandson used the matter of the emperor and General Long to gain attention and ended up like that, no one in Chang'an would dare to sing that song.

Not only that, but the stage for singing is set up in the corridor on the second floor. In this way, you don’t need to enter the teahouse, you can hear it standing on the main road below. Sentence ears.

Some people say that the owner of the teahouse must have suffered from the grades last time and his brain is broken. This teahouse does not do business in teahouses, and just singing this song that has killed people is not asking for death.

Some people also said that the owner of the restaurant has changed a long time ago, and the new owner may be a foreigner, so they don't know what happened here.

Immediately someone retorted, saying that he is a foreigner, the teahouse is a place open for business after all, he just hired two singers for not doing business like this, and he sang that deadly song, obviously he had ulterior motives.

So, those few people with some brains started whispering, and they all felt that the boss's intention seemed to be more to lure the snake out of the hole and catch the person who committed the murder last time.

The other faction felt that Bao Buqi who killed the last time was someone from the imperial court. After all, the emperor or General Long, whichever is an ordinary boss's surname, could become a character for Xiao Qu'er to wantonly joke.

The two factions held their own opinions, while Meng Baiyun sat quietly behind the screen on the second floor, listening to the song, and waiting for the person to come to his door.

With such a publicity, she wouldn't believe that Yan Hongyi would not come.

At noon, there was no movement, the singer was dying from singing, and the finger playing the piano also had blood blisters. She didn't call to stop, so the two of them could only bite the bullet and continue.

So, in the end, the song couldn't be tuned, the tune couldn't be tuned, and the people downstairs who sang ran away covering their ears.

Meng Baiyun was going crazy, Yan Hongyi, the bastard, why didn't he come here? How much time does my sister have to spend with him? Shit!
When it was dark, the singing voice became a drake, and the strings of the piano were stained with blood.

(End of this chapter)