Chapter 547

Taofu is a wooden card hanging on the door to ward off evil spirits.

Generally, there are two copies, one is written "divine tea", the other is "Yu Lei". These two are the names of the door god. It is said that they are tall and powerful. They are good at catching ghosts and hanging on the door can seek good fortune and avoid evil.

In the south, Taofu is not very popular.

But in xianmingguan, when song Xijiao passed the market these days, she could always see all kinds of Taofu, Taoban and door god decorations on both sides of the road.

Meng Xinghe gave her these two pieces of Taofu. At first glance, they were made of high-quality peach wood, and the carvers were even more delicate. Even the fingernails of mountain gods were not fooled at all, which shows the intention of the sculptors.

Song Xijiao held it in her hand and looked at it from left to right. She loved it very much.

This is the first pair of Taofu in her life!

Just as the saying goes, song Xijiao happily put away the peach rune, turned into the house and took a pair of Spring Festival couplets out.

Meng Xinghe looked at the red bamboo paper, did not understand its meaning, then asked: "what is this?"

"This is bamboo paper. I have opened a bamboo paper shop in Jinzhou. You know, my bamboo paper is hard and soft, thick and thin, raw and cooked, and various colors. This red thick bamboo paper, with auspicious couplets on it, is called Spring Festival couplets. "

Since bamboo paper has not become popular in this era, the habit of pasting Spring Festival couplets has not been formed. During the Spring Festival, only Taofu is hung at the door of every family, which is invisible and lacks many new year flavor.

Song Xijiao said with a smile, "the first couplet of xianmingguan will be given to you first. Later, I am going to ask someone to write some couplets for me to sell on the street. By the way, do you have a suitable candidate? If you want to write Spring Festival couplets, you must write well

"Well written?"

Meng Xinghe took over the two pieces of red thick bamboo paper. She was still a little confused. She didn't know what to do with it. But when she heard that she was looking for someone with good handwriting, she raised her chin and said.

"What's the character of general Ben?"

Song Xijiao was surprised to see Meng Xinghe: "can you write?"

Then he thought that he was a famous man of both literature and martial arts. Head melon seeds a turn, eyes suddenly light up, excited to grab his arm way.

"Yes! How come I didn't expect that this Spring Festival couplets can be written by you. You are the hero in everyone's mind. You are invincible and invincible. The Spring Festival couplets written by yourself must have a deterrent effect than Taofu! And with your words, even if I sell the Spring Festival couplets at a high price, no one will have an opinion

Meng Xinghe saw song Xijiao's elated appearance, but he was very angry and funny. He grabbed song Xijiao and held her bee waist: "how can you sell the general's words? Do you know how many people in the capital city have asked me for my word? "

"Mengxinghe!"

As soon as her waist was held, a man's smell of sunshine came, and song Xijiao's cheek turned red. Before she could struggle, she heard the roar of a swordsman behind her.

Then, the rustling wind sounded, and it was the swordsman who waved his fist towards Meng Xinghe.

Meng Xinghe took her waist with one hand and waved it with the other. Then he caught the fist of the swordsman with two bangs.

The swordsman's Kung Fu is one of the best. He once hurt Cangwu, but he is good at weapons. Although his kung fu is good at bare hands, he is not good at it in front of Meng Xinghe, who is used to the battlefield.

Therefore, the two fists of Chao Meng Xing he attacked him, not to hurt him, just wanted him to let go of his arm and let him respect song Xijiao. However, Meng Xinghe blocked him with only one arm, and the other hand still held song Xijiao firmly.

Song Xijiao leans in the arms of Mengxing River, full of depression.

If the swordsman doesn't fight, she will come out as soon as she earns.

But when he did this, she did not dare to move, because she was afraid that she would move disorderly and be hurt by two people. In case Meng Xinghe was dragged by accident, he was hit by a swordsman.

This Liang Zi of two people is complete knot!

Now that the internal thieves have not been removed and the foreign invasion is still there, it is not the time for Meng Xinghe to be distracted from these matters.

Seeing the two fight more and more seriously, their eyes gradually showed a fierce color. Song Xijiao tried to persuade him for a long time, which was useless. He simply bit his teeth and turned to insert himself between them.

The swordsman hit her in the back of her head. She was shocked and stopped suddenly. Meng Xinghe stepped back in a hurry and yelled: "what are you doing? Do you know what will happen to you if I fight with this fist? "

Song Xijiao felt her head, but also a burst of fear.

If any one of these two blows, she will blow her head!

But it was the only way she could think of to stop them.

"What can't you say? Why do you do it? " Song Xijiao first turned to look at the swordsman and gave him a hard look. The words in her little eyes were clear: I explained them to you clearly. Why do you want to fight Meng Xinghe?

When the swordsman understood the meaning in her eyes and turned around calmly.She dragged Meng Xinghe to sit down and told him, "wait here. I'll go in and get the Spring Festival couplets. You can write ten copies for me. Only these ten pairs, I sell a high price as a treasure, the rest find a literati who can write for me, OK? Don't worry, I won't let you write this spring festival couplet in vain. The money sold will be divided into 30% of you, OK? "

Meng Xinghe doesn't care about the 30% Dao money, but he doesn't want his ink to appear in other people's homes.

He was forced to practice this word day and night since he was a child. It is not for him that Meng Xinghe put it in his heart. He does not deserve to have it, let alone hang it on the door.

But song Xijiao was so excited that he didn't want to spoil her. He reluctantly said, "I only write ten copies."

"Good, good, ten pairs!"

She turned and walked into her bedroom. She took out a large stack of Spring Festival couplets and put them on the long table. She set her pen and ink. Her eyes glowed and looked at Meng Xinghe.

Meng Xinghe thinks that she can't wait to see her own ink. Her anger just now aroused by the sudden attack of the swordsman dissipates unconsciously. Her heart is full of self satisfaction.

Little did not know that she was in for her own upcoming source of wealth and joy.

……

On the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, when the whole Xianming pass fell into the scope of celebrating the lunar new year, Meng Xinghe, Wei Lang and Chen Yu, with 20000 troops and horses, quietly marched toward the army of Wangyuhe.

Today is a good day for him to launch a general attack on Wang Yuhe, because he knows that today is the birthday of Wang Yuhe.

Even if Wang Yuhe knew that Meng Xinghe might take advantage of this opportunity to attack him, he would probably think that Meng Xinghe would wait until the birthday banquet in the evening.

Little did not know that Meng Xinghe did not want to give him a little experience of his birthday. In the early morning, he waved banners and ran away with his sword in his hand.

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