Poison man is hard to tame

Chapter 135 The Second Wave of Gifts (2)
The siblings began to search around the corners of the street, but they found a very large box next to a stall selling stinky tofu. Naturally, there was nothing special about this box, especially the one exposed on the outside of the box. A piece of red ribbon, a flower branch and... half a chrysanthemum dropped beside the box?
Put chrysanthemums and red silk together in a box?

Wu Xinrui was curious for a while, wondering if this box might have any connection with the singing team just now, so he stepped forward, but before he arrived, he suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps, the smelly Dozens of people suddenly rushed out of the alley next to the tofu stall, all of them wearing bright red shirts. Chrysanthemums with red ribbons.

These people in bright red clothes are still as unkempt as the group in front of the Yue Mansion, and they can be seen at a glance that they are also beggars. Each of them reached into the box to take a few flowers, and then tidied it up. Then, he lifted his feet and rushed towards the messy crowd at the gate of the Yue Mansion!
Seeing this, Wu Xinrui hastily followed her gaze, feeling that something interesting would happen again.

"Ye Mang?" A surprised female voice suddenly sounded from beside him. Wu Xinrui turned her head when she heard the words, and saw a young man in white clothes jumping out of the alley, and saw the two of them. Curved lips smiled, "What a coincidence, you are here too, how about watching a good show together?"

"I've seen one just now." Wu Xinrui raised her eyebrows as she said, "Don't tell me that you planned it all by yourself?"

"Of course not..." Ye Mang gritted his teeth when he heard the words, "How can I do such a shameful thing, just wait and see, this is a gift from someone to Yuefu, the first big gift, the sound of gongs and drums singing , the second wave of gifts, chrysanthemum red silk."

Wu Xinrui was puzzled, "Chrysanthemum red silk?"

"The chrysanthemum has always been revered and solemn. In our moon-watching country, chrysanthemums bloom in September. Like the Double Ninth Festival, which overlaps with the double yang of ninety-nine, they are endowed with the meaning of wishful thinking. Usually, chrysanthemums are used to pay homage to the dead to reflect the respect for the dead. The respect and the sustenance of longing with good blessings." Ye Mang said here, paused, and then continued, "However, red silk has always had a festive meaning, and it is always used when a man and a woman get married or when a new shop is opened. Something that was only used when it opened. The two are tied together, mourning and celebration, and the accident is self-evident: congratulations on your death."

Wu Xinrui: "..."

"Who has a festival with the Yue family to do this?" Wu Moran naturally knew that the person behind the scene would not be Ye Mang, but he was still a little curious. If there was no real festival, he couldn't hold a funeral banquet at his home anyway. It's simply immoral when the time comes like this.

"Who is the funeral banquet for today? Who would dare to do such a thing?" Ye Mang looked at the two people opposite, with a smile in his eyes, "You should be able to guess after a little thought."

The siblings pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke together...

"Xiao Family?"

That's right, the Xiao family and the Yue family have always been at odds, so it's normal to do such a thing.

"Half guessed right." Ye Mang smiled, "You should know who the Xiao family is supporting?"

Two people are silent.

Having said that, I already know it in my heart, if it is not the empress, it will be the sixth prince.

"Okay, just know it in your heart." Ye Mang said, then raised his hand and pointed behind the two of them, "Look, the second wave of gifts is coming."

The two turned their heads. Seeing this, Wu Xinrui almost laughed so hard that he lost his breath.

I saw the men in red shirts who had picked out the chrysanthemum red silk from the box earlier pinched the flower branches with their fingers, swaying their hands rhythmically, and the movements of their feet also matched their waving hands. Jump, just jumped into the chaotic battlefield of sticks and drums.

The middle-aged man standing at the gate of the Yue's mansion saw a moment of bewilderment in his eyes, and then he shouted loudly: "What are you doing!"

At the funeral banquet of their son, a group of lunatics came from nowhere. First they beat drums and gongs, and now Nie Hua danced. Who can tell him what happened to this scene today?

"Who is making trouble!" A deep male voice sounded, the middle-aged man turned around, and bowed respectfully when he saw the person coming, "Second young master."

"What... what's going on!" Yue Yang heard that there was trouble at the entrance of the mansion, so he brought people over, but what he saw when he went out was such a chaotic scene, the streets were full of gongs, drums and suona, and their mansion The servants in the village chased and beat the people in red with wooden sticks.

Yue Yang's complexion immediately turned gloomy, and the middle-aged man raised his head, and just about to say something, he was stunned for a while when he saw the person behind Yue Yang.

"Second Young Master, this is..." What happened to those men standing behind Yue Yang with knives?Today is a funeral.

"Second young master, it is not appropriate to see blood today." The middle-aged man frowned, "Why did you bring the guards out..."

"I don't really know how to do it. It's just old Liu, do wooden sticks like you scare people? Naturally, knives are more intimidating." Yue Yang said with a sneer, raised his eyes, and was about to say something else. But suddenly he was hit in the face by a chrysanthemum...

The housekeeper whom he called Old Liu was shocked when he saw this, "Second Young Master..."

"How courageous!" The chrysanthemum slipped from Yue Yang's face, he was suddenly furious, and pointed at the group of people in front, "Give me this group of lunatics..."

Before he could finish speaking, another chrysanthemum hit his face with red silk.

"Second Young Master..." Butler Liu was also smashed.

Next, the overwhelming red chrysanthemum silk was thrown towards the gate of their mansion, and those people who were holding flowers and danced around in circles in front of their mansion, throwing the red chrysanthemum silk in their hands non-stop until After throwing away one hand, the other hand is still holding flowers in the air and making circles. Such a weird dance with chrysanthemum red silk flying all over the sky makes passers-by stunned or laughing.

Yue Yang was so angry that he almost fainted, the red silk chrysanthemums kept being thrown to him, he would be thrown no matter where he stood, until he finally couldn't bear it anymore, took a chrysanthemum that was thrown over, held it in his palm and pinched it He was about to raise his hand and throw it away, but he saw something seemed to be written on the red silk. He took it to him and looked at it, and almost vomited blood...

The Xingkai written on the red silk with a brush is the two big characters "Congratulations"!
"Every street and alley. Everyone's hands. When you meet, give a chrysanthemum. It's congratulations. Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, congratulations!"

"Young Master, I will die! You guys..." Hearing the singing again, Yue Yang's face was gloomy, before he finished speaking, pieces of chrysanthemum red silk were thrown over, and some of the red silk was tied up Throwing it in a ball, in pieces, hitting the head is enough to make you dizzy, Yue Yang had to dodge left and right, and then listen to the group of lunatics who kept throwing him with red silk and continued to sing...

(End of this chapter)