Dali Temple Small Dining Room 2

Chapter 192 Mooncake ([-])

The orange lantern was hung in the distance, and he found a small restaurant on the roadside. After eating evening food, Xun Zhou sent Wen Mingtang back to Dali Temple, and said apologetically, "Sister Mingtang, I will come to the Lantern Festival to find you later!"

On the way back just now, they met a disciple of Yu Jijiu who came to find him. Wang He, who was out visiting friends, was brought back by Yu Jijiu and the others. They heard that they were reciting poems and fighting wine with others in Xianyang, and passed out from drinking too much Now, Xun Zhou naturally has to rush to look after the drunk teacher.

Wen Mingtang said "hmm", looked at the anxious Xun Zhou in front of him, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't come! I have made an appointment with A Bing, Tang Yuan and the others to watch the lantern festival together, and there will be no shortage of company!"

Xun Zhou: "..." It's really the first time I've met such a straightforward little lady, she's really like a mentor!
Sighing, Xun Zhou cupped his hands at her, turned and left.

Back at the house, while taking out a mooncake to eat, he looked up at the round moon like a silver plate. After enjoying the moon, Wen Mingtang lowered his head and opened the newly bought notebook.

As we all know, it is most annoying to read half of the story without the following!
When flipping through the notebook, time always flies by extraordinarily fast!Wen Mingtang felt as if he had only turned a few pages when he heard the sound of glutinous rice balls coming from outside the courtyard.

"Master Wen, we are looking for you!"

Putting down the notebook, Wen Mingtang walked out.

Outside was A Bingtong Tangyuan who had changed into new clothes. Before Wen Mingtang could speak, A Bingtong Tangyuan pointed to Wen Mingtang's clothes and said, "Master Wen looks so energetic in his new clothes!"

A few guards who stayed in Dali Temple on duty at night happened to pass by at this time, and when they heard the praise of the two children's "spirit", they couldn't help but touch their foreheads: it's really...

That's all!They are Dali Temple here, not the Guozijian next door, so let's do whatever it takes to study!
Wen Mingtang, who was praised for his "spirit" in that room, "reciprocated" and praised the two of them for their "spirit". The group of three wore new clothes in such a "spirit" and brought Wen Mingtang's prepared sugar-fried chestnuts, mung bean cakes, etc. Snacks are out the door.

If you are hungry from shopping, you can "make up for it" at any time, but don't treat yourself badly!
When the three of them walked out of Dali Temple, it was already the beginning of the colorful lights.The three chatted while walking, and when they reached Zhengyang Street where the Lantern Festival was held, there were already quite a few people on the street.

Because it was still early, the three of them could still stroll together.

The street is much busier than usual: there are jugglers who can "spit fire", "drill through fire circles" and "break big rocks in their chests", and there are more vendors of all kinds, some selling snacks and Luban locks , Linglong buckle and other gadgets, and more are selling all kinds of lanterns and masks.

Because these days, Liu Yuan, Bai Zhu and the others have been making lanterns, Wen Mingtang and others don't think it's too new.

Those who saw the various masks became interested, especially those lively rabbit masks, cat masks, and fox masks, which were so cute at first glance!

Seeing A Bing and Tangyuan pick out masks with great interest, Wen Mingtang also became interested. Seeing that one of them picked a rabbit and the other a cat, Wen Mingtang picked a fox mask for different people, and then the three He happily put on his mask and prepared to go to the Lantern Festival.

But this joyful energy quickly disappeared before taking two steps.

Looking at the pedestrians wearing all kinds of masks all over the street, at a glance, no matter if they are rabbits, cats, foxes, Chang'e, Tianpeng, Wu Gang, etc., they can catch a lot of them at once.

The three of them looked at each other and took off their masks at the same time.

Putting the mask back around his waist, Tang Yuan said angrily, "If you get lost while wearing this mask, I'm afraid you won't be able to find anyone!"

Tangyuan is not the only one who feels this way!
Looking at the pedestrians wearing masks all over the street, with the fireworks rising in the streets and alleys, the festive atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival is getting stronger. Standing on the high platform, you can hear the laughter from the streets below the stage.

The common people who came out to go shopping were very happy, but the officials of the Jingzhao Mansion in official robes on the stage, instead of smiling at all, looked even more sad.

At this moment, a few guards pushed aside the crowd from the audience and ran up to the high platform, anxiously saying: "I lost three more in a while!"

While talking, he threw the masks of Chang'e, a rabbit and a cat in his hand into the pile of scattered masks.

The guard said with an ugly face: "I have asked my relatives and friends, and the answer is similar! This mask is cute, and the ladies like it, so they bought it and put it on. After more people rushed, they immediately dispersed. When I look back, I want to wear it." Looking for someone, pulling away the same masks around me, but seeing none of them...cough cough..."

Because of the haste of speaking, the guard was choked and coughed.

Another guard hurriedly answered: "I searched for half a day, but I couldn't find anyone. These relatives and friends are in a hurry. They came to find me and waited to report to the official!"

The officer who coughed slightly said again: "I searched for most of the day and only found these masks scattered on the street. But the streets are full of such masks, and I don't know if they belong to them!"

The more the guards talked, the more ugly the faces of the officials of the Jingzhao Mansion became. After the guards finished speaking, Jingzhao Mansion Yin couldn't help but jump up anxiously: "It's just started. Before the lantern festival was opened, I lost more than a dozen of them." She is a young lady at the right age, how can this be done?"

Every festival there must be a lost lady!Some of them just got separated from their families and came back after looking for them.Even if someone was unfortunate enough to meet a kidnapper, when was it like today that a dozen of them were lost at the beginning of the night?

If it's just bad luck, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival will be as shameful as it is!But... when I think about those little ladies who got lost a few days ago: they are all average age, pretty and even beautiful little ladies.

So many young ladies have been lost in just a few days, it would be no wonder if Chang'an City was "offended" and "unlucky" this year!

"I don't know who did it, it's just hateful!" Jingzhao Fu Yin gritted his teeth and scolded his mother, then turned to ask the guards around him, "Have you asked the brothel? See if any brothel suddenly overcharges A lot of little girls who don't know where they came from?"

The guard said: "I have cross-examined, and there is no brothel with many young ladies! Even if there are one or two more, it is unlucky to have a vicious elder or a betting brother. I have searched inside and out. I haven't seen these little girls!"

"Where is Renyazi?" Jing Zhaofu Yin said, "Especially those who do business in other places!"

The guard shook his head and said, "Not at all. Because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, many of them even went home early for the festival. Even those who stayed in Chang'an City said that these things are not more than usual these days. Every little girl can tell the way out, and the circle has never heard of any old enemy who suddenly has more people!"

"Where is the post station?" Jing Zhaofu Yin asked again, "If you want to abduct someone, you have to go through the post station. Will there be any suspicious 'carriages' passing by?"

The guard shook his head: "No! When the festival is approaching, both the station and the city gate guards are very vigilant. I have never heard of such things!"

"Then where did these lost ladies go?" Jingzhao Fu Yin pointed at the crowds surging in the street, and said angrily, "Could it be that they were all lost by themselves?"

(End of this chapter)