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Chapter 170 Persuade Back
The second day is the March Flower Festival of the Aning Ministry.

At this time, the horse cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and the entire village, including young men and women from a radius of dozens of miles, will all dress up on this day, gather on the local flower mountain, and sing together.

At night, everyone gathered in the open space in the middle of the village, singing and dancing around the bonfire.

If there are young men and women who are in love with each other, they will hide in pairs in the jungle and talk to each other.

Early in the morning, He Lingjiang borrowed the traditional costumes from the stockade from the patriarch and the others, and asked Poet He to connect with He Zheng and Aman to change their clothes and let them all follow Uda to the flower festival.

Poet He was arranging his clothes while muttering, "Why don't you go?"

He Lingjiang looked at him dressed in the men's clothing of the An Ning Department, but he looked quite a bit.

Her eyes were slightly bent, and in front of Uda, she didn't say that she couldn't get the sun, she just smiled and said, "I'm not feeling well today, so I won't go, just stay here and chat with the patriarch and the others."

"It's rare for us to come to Nanzhao. It would be a pity if we didn't know their local flower festival."

She told a few of them: "You have to take a good look and tell me when you come back."

"Okay, okay, got it." Poet He waved his hand.

Yesterday, He Lingjiang said, let them follow people around the cottage to see the local customs and styles.

After going out from this stockade, they can pretend to be members of the Aning Department and enter the Silver Life City, so as not to attract too much attention.

What's more, they came here in the name of traveling. If they came and went in a hurry, they would not join in the fun when they encountered a big event, which would be plainly suspicious.

Poet He pointed to the local women's dress on the table: "This dress still looks quite unique, although you don't go to the flower festival, there is a bonfire at night, why don't you put it on?

"Yeah." Uda said with a smile, "The little ladies are all very handsome. If you change into our clothes, I'm afraid they will look even better."

The embroidery patterns on Aning's clothes are intricate and beautiful, and the silver ornaments on the woman's head are even more beautiful.

Although the faces of He Lingjiang's group have been modified more or less, the outlines of the facial features are still there, looking handsome and beautiful, that's why Uda said this.

He Lingjiang brushed the silver ornaments on the table with her fingertips, the silver bells rang softly, and she smiled: "Thank you Uda, I'll change it for a look at night."

After everything was in order, Wu Da took Poet He, He Zheng, and Aman Qiongzhi to the flower party.

Qingzhu was worried that she would be left alone, and insisted on following her to protect him, so He Lingjiang went with her.

Seeing that she didn't go out, the old patriarch didn't say anything. He just invited her to sit under the porch and drink the unique local bamboo tea.

This bamboo tube fragrant tea is the time when the sun-cleaned hair tea is stuffed into a piece of fragrant bamboo tube, and then placed on the fire for half a cup of tea.

When the tea leaves in the bamboo tube soften and shrink, the old patriarch will use the prepared wooden stick to compress the tea leaves, and then put the tea leaves in it, roast and bake again, and so on, until the tea leaves in the bamboo tube are completely filled. .

Immediately afterwards, the mouth of the bamboo tube was plugged with fragrant bamboo leaves, placed on the fire pit, and slowly baked with a slow fire.

It was still early in the day, and the old patriarch chatted with He Lingjiang while flipping the bamboo tube that was gradually getting golden.

He Lingjiang can speak Nanzhao dialect, and the old patriarch can also speak a few Zhou dialects. There is no obstacle for the two to communicate.

When he heard He Lingjiang talk about all kinds of things in Dazhou, he couldn't help but sigh: "Dazhou is prosperous, it is really desirable."

When he was young, he also longed for the prosperity of such a powerful country as Da Zhou, but unfortunately, he never went far.

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I have only seen some businessmen in Dazhou, and I can only understand a little from their few words.

He Ling Jiang smiled lightly: "Now Dazhou and Nanzhao are allies, the two countries are adjacent to each other, and the border does not restrict the people of the two countries to communicate with each other..."

"If the old patriarch has the heart, he will go to Da Zhou for a walk."

The old patriarch did not speak, and lowered his eyelids to flip the bamboo tube on the fire.

The corridor was quiet for a while, and only the fragrance of bamboo was floating around.

After a long time, he sighed in a low voice, and the air suddenly felt a little stagnant.

He Lingjiang was puzzled: "Why is the old patriarch sighing?"

"Lady of the Liu family..." The old patriarch shook his head solemnly, and then said slowly, "I'm already old, but I can't be as energetic as you young people, and still have the energy to run around."

"me……"

He raised his head and looked into the distance. From the tall bamboo building, he could see the whole village, bamboo buildings, women washing clothes by the water, and local dogs chasing chickens...

"I will stay here for the rest of my life, guarding the village well, and I will be satisfied..."

He Lingjiang followed his gaze and looked away, and he couldn't help but feel sad: "Yes, although traveling around can see the vastness of the world, it is difficult to let go of the roots of the homeland."

"Though some people look across the four seas, their hearts are like duckweeds, while some people are rooted in their homeland, but they can feel at ease in their hearts."

"There are all kinds of things in the world, nothing should be done or not, whether it is good or not, it all depends on personal choice."

Hearing this, the old patriarch grinned, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to soften more and more: "Liu Niangzi is not very young, but this insight into life is quite profound. Look, it's not like your age. What one should have..."

He Lingjiang lowered his eyes, the bamboo tube in front of him had turned from green to burnt yellow.

"It's just the sadness that the young man said..." She put away the look of disappointment on her face and said with a smile, "Look, is this tea about to be ready?"

The old patriarch bowed his head, only to realize that the outer periphery of the bamboo tube had already turned brown, and the tea leaves in the bamboo tube should have all been dried.

He extinguished the fire and waited for the bamboo tube to cool down before slicing open the bamboo tube and taking out the tea leaves inside.

Different types of tea cakes that Zhou people often drink, this tea has a dark brown cylindrical shape.

The old patriarch broke off a little and put it into the bowl, then poured boiling water into it, and the tea leaves spread out in the curling mist.

A bowl of yellow-green, clear and translucent bamboo tube fragrant tea is prepared in this way.

He handed the tea bowl to He Lingjiang's table: "Come, have a taste."

He Lingjiang picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. The fragrance of tea accompanied by the fragrance of bamboo instantly lingered between his lips and tongue.

"The taste is really unique!" she praised softly, "It's a good tea!"

The tea at home is popular, and the old patriarch is also happy.

He picked up the tea bowl and took a few sips, with a kind smile in his eyes: "If Lady Liu likes it, I will make a few more bamboo tubes for you to bring."

"It's just..." He put down the tea bowl and said, "When you leave the Aning Department, you should not go to the other side, but go back to Da Zhou..."

(End of this chapter)