Now Ji Yuan's luggage is a little more than before, a gray cloth bag contains an extra book of peerless martial arts cheats that is enough to make the Jianghu people fight for their heads, an oil-paper umbrella is still sandwiched under the armpit, and a green rattan sword sacrifices a lining of clothes in the bag, wrapped with the strips of cloth in the green clothes and wrapped it diagonally behind the back, and the heavy nanmu box the size of a shoe box is inconvenient to put into the baggage, so it can only be carried in the hand.

Before, although Ji Yuan was in a hurry, he was still thinking about Zuo Daxia's relics, so the ingredients of rushing were greater, and now that he got the cheats sword, Ji Yuan was a lot more relaxed, and it was a kind of comfortable feeling that he finally finished all his summer homework at the end of the summer vacation when he was in elementary school.

Judging from the sword intent post, Zuo left his ancestral hometown of Juntianfu, Yizhou, and grew up in Juntianfu City since he was a child.

As the saying goes, being poor and rich in martial arts can allow Zuo Li to freely contact martial arts, and make his achievements extraordinary, in addition to Zuo Li's own talent is indeed a genius, the Zuo family must also be a big family.

Taking a step back, Zuo Fanatics should still be a little famous in Juntianfu, but I don't know how the Zuo family is now, and after Zuo Li lives in seclusion and dies, he should be annoyed by Jianghu for a while.

Moving along the official road, Ji Yuan's footsteps have been maintained in a state that seems to be slow and walking, but in fact the span is very large, and the foot is not high off the ground, which not only requires extremely high martial arts attainments, but also needs to understand the meaning of the dragon to be able to do Ji Yuan's natural step, this seemingly slow step is actually moving forward quickly, if someone is a bystander, it may give birth to an illusion of shrinking the ground into inches.

After walking all night and most of the day, seeing the morning glow and bathing in the scorching afternoon sun, the dwarf belly mountain has already been left far behind by Ji Yuan.

After walking for so long, at this time, I finally heard the sound of a pedestrian in the distance ahead, which should be another group of passers-by.

Ji Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and it should be almost a densely populated place near the official road, so he slowed down and chased at a slightly faster speed than ordinary people.

A little ahead, four people were walking and talking, and they should be villagers from a nearby village, as if they were going to a wedding feast.

"I heard that two sheep and a pig were killed in the village this time, and the meat must be enough!"

"Don't say it, don't say it, I'm going to drool when I say it!"

Listening to the words of the predecessors, someone on the side swallowed saliva, and only this kind of wedding banquet can eat and drink freely.

"Zhao Dongmu's kid is also blessed, he took the little lotus from the neighboring village, and he is worthy of a man when he does farm work!"

"Yes, how many people say that the matchmaker has not succeeded, and he is cheaper!"

The others echoed for a while.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the sun is setting, we have to go back quickly, otherwise Uncle Zhao should be in a hurry!"

"Well, we're going to eat in a while, and Uncle Zhao will definitely blame us for not having enough wine!"

"Hehe, don't worry, we can catch up, and the four of us will be able to get a lottery red envelope in a while." ”

"Hahaha, I just want to eat, Uncle Zhao will only have two eldest sons!"

"Hahahaha, too!"

......

The four of them chatted while walking, and from the strength of their panting and the heaviness of their steps, they should be carrying heavy loads.

Ji Yuan got closer, only to vaguely see that it should be a group of two carrying a jar, and from the previous conversation, it should be a jar of wine.

Wedding feast, do you want to eat a meal? Anyway, I don't want to give red envelopes!

Thinking of this, Ji Yuan quickened his pace and took the lead in shouting forward.

"The little brothers in front~~~ and walk slowly~~!"

The four people who were carrying the wine in front heard the shouting from far behind them, and they all subconsciously slowed down and looked back, and saw a person wearing a wide-sleeved robe like Mr. Sven catching up behind the official road, holding an umbrella in one hand and dragging a wooden box in the other.

Ji Yuan seemed to be a little panting, and some sweat was on his face.

"A few little brothers, I've been on the road for a long time, I can't go to the village or the store, but I'm in a hurry to see people, and it's almost dark in two hours, and I'm panicked on the road!"

"Uh, Mr. Big, where did you come from?"

A few people just slowed down to make it easier for Ji Yuan to keep up, but they didn't stop.

"I came from the direction of Yongtai County to prepare to go to Juntianfu. ”

"Yo, the way you came and the place you want to go are quite far, Mr. Big, you are bold enough!"

Ji Yuan just smiled.

"Yes, are you from a nearby village, can you allow me to beg for saliva and drink for a night, uh, it won't be in vain!"

Speaking of which, a few young villagers naturally invited Ji Yuan to Zhaojiazhuang.

"Mr. Big, if you don't dislike it, come with us to Zhaojiazhuang, there is a wedding banquet in the village, look at you like a scholar, Uncle Zhao will definitely want you to go to the banquet together." ”

"Yes, Mr. Big, but you have to keep up, let's go back in a hurry, Uncle Zhao's wine is not enough, waiting for these two big jars." ”

"Okay, okay, I still have confidence in my own steps, a few little brothers just walk, I won't lose it!"

Ji Yuan smiled and walked a few steps faster, and walked closer to a few people, some looking forward to whether there were any special dishes in the countryside here, and by the way, he also chatted with a few young people.

"Why don't you drive an ox cart or something, don't you get tired of carrying it like this?"

"Hey, we bought the wine from the town on the other side of the Helmet Mountain from the climbing road, the ox cart is not convenient to walk, it is better to carry it quickly!"

"Yo, that's a lot of roads, isn't it?"

"That's right, go for a long time!"

Several young people are also talkative, and after confirming that Ji Yuan is a literate and able to write Mr. Zhishu and has actually been to such a far place in Jizhou, they are even more happy, and bluntly said that Uncle Zhao will definitely invite Mr. to drink wine.

chatting while walking like this, plus Ji Yuan can speak well, he got acquainted with the four of them a lot.

The barrenness along the route is decreasing, and the irrigation canals in the farmland are becoming more and more intensive.

After walking for more than a quarter of an hour from a small road, the outline of Zhaojiazhuang could already be seen in front of him, and a middle-aged man was looking towards the road, and when he saw the four people coming back, he hurriedly ran up.

"Oh, why did you come back, no matter how late the banquet will be!"

Then the man suddenly discovered the existence of Ji Yuan, and asked in surprise, "Who is this?"

Ji Yuan naturally hurriedly gave up.

"In Xia Jiyuan, I am a transit passerby, and it is late and I want to come to beg for saliva and drink for a night!"

"Second uncle, this Mr. Ji is a learned man, from Jizhou!"

Some young people hurriedly reminded him, and then looked at Ji Yuan's elegant dress although he was stained with wind and dust, and he also believed a little, even if it was not true, he couldn't drive people away on today's big day.

"O'...... Mr. came from so far away, it happened to be a happy day today, and he must come to the village to drink a wedding wine and take a ......walk."

The man also stretched out his hand to invite him.

"Excuse me, excuse me!"

The six people politely walked towards the village, and there was a lively scene inside, and the bride and groom had already visited the church at the auspicious time.

There are more than 20 tables in and out of the wall of a courtyard, round tables and square tables, everywhere are colored and hung red, the word Xi is everywhere, the villagers are chatting and waiting for the feast, more than a dozen aunts are busy washing vegetables and stewing there, and the atmosphere is so warm that it is not good.

"There are guests coming~~~"

The shouting inside was unusually loud, and it didn't take long for Ji Yuan, the identity of Mr. Yuanke, to be known to the festive protagonist inside, and he came to greet him and let Ji Yuan sit at ease.

Although the sky is still bright, there are no light bulbs in this era, and the feast will definitely be held before dark in the open air.

Before the dinner began, Ji sat at a table on the edge, although most of the villagers he didn't know, but there was also a young man who had just come back from carrying wine, talking to Ji Yuan, asking about the things in Jizhou, and full of longing for the world outside the township.

As he was talking, there was a burst of laughter at the other end of the main house, and Ji Yuan heard someone shouting: "I wrote it wrong, why is there two more words on the left than on the right?"

There are also voices like "confused, confused...".

"Didn't there just now be a big gentleman from a foreign country, can he write it, let him write one?"

"Yes, yes, that big gentleman seems to be like the master in the county, he must be knowledgeable!"

"Uncle Zhao, please ask that gentleman!"

It is a folk custom here to write a wedding union before the dinner, if it is not really unconditional, people with a little card will not be able to marry their relatives.

The sound of coaxing over there sounded, and several middle-aged and old man-looking men Ji Yuan walked here, with an embarrassed smile on his face, and before he could speak, Ji Yuan stood up with a smile.

"But if you want to write a couplet, let Ji write a couplet as a thank you for the wedding wine entertained by Zhao Gong. ”

"Thank you so much, Mr. Big!"

"Let's take a walk and watch Mr. Big write a couplet!"

"I'll take a look, too!"

The whole Zhaojiazhuang is literate, and the old village chief is alone, and there used to be any big things to write and let the village chief go on, although there is not much ink in the stomach, but at least he can write clearly, and now he is getting older and dizzy.

Ji Yuan was also infected by the simple enthusiasm of the villagers, and he seemed very interested.

Walking to the table of the eight immortals in the main house, I saw a few pieces of cut red paper, two of which were written with decent words, on the left was "there are many happy events for newlyweds", and on the right was "a fat boy was born early".

"Mr. Big, Pen!"

Ji Yuan took a look, and the groom who was dressed in spirit and tied with red cloth flowers personally handed over the pen, looking at its weather, it was the moment when the joy and rhyme rose.

"The groom is optimistic!"

Ji Yuan held a pen in his right hand, pulled his sleeve with his left hand, and waved his book on two flattened red slips of paper.

"A hundred years of love and love. ”

"A thousand miles of marriage are tied by a thread. ”

Then I went to a piece of red paper and wrote down the four words "newlywed" again.

The pen walks through the back of the paper, and there is a beautiful atmosphere hidden outside the eyes of ordinary people.

In the process of writing, the old village chief on the side read it aloud, even if most of everyone was illiterate, they could see that this big man's words were unusually good, and they were definitely good words.

The children on the side clapped their hands again and again, and the adults on the side also applauded.

The old man Zhao insisted on pulling Ji Yuan to the chairman, and under the urging of others, the dinner party was finally about to start, and the cooks began to serve dishes outside.

"Feast~~~"

The princess sounded loudly, and in a red sunset, the wedding banquet officially began.

Ji Yuan's eyes widened, and he looked at the inside and outside of the banquet with a smile on his face, and bursts of "joy" rose, even more so after pasting the happy couplet.

With a move in his heart, he held the child in his sleeve, and there was a trace of joy that was about to dissipate and overflow again, thinking about the chess pieces.

"Good, good, happy!"

The green vine sword that is always wrapped in cloth behind its back is also a spiritual rhyme.