Ducking a flying embroidered shoe coming from who knows where, Xue Qian quickly said, urging his horse forward.
Muttering: "This is just too much. They've even started to throw their shoes. What won't they throw?"
"That's what I want to say."
Su Ke swung a punch to deflect a bunch of flowers nearly smashing into his forehead: "Look at these women... Didn't they say that the necessity for men and women not to be too close is strict nowadays? So, what's all this about!"
"Who can stop this when it's the top scholar's Horse Riding Parade? Such a refined event, taking place in public, who would bother about propriety? Move along!"
The people behind them all urged them to continue.
Su Ke quickly spurred his horse to catch up, but there was a disturbance up ahead. A richly dressed woman was holding a flower, offering it to the top scholar. And, to everyone's surprise, he accepted her gift, and even took the flower and pinned it onto his crown.
