Ruanjiaobao was forced to marry by Lord Hou again

Chapter 17 The Lantern Festival is here~

In a flash, it will be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, and the curfew will be postponed tonight.

The night is getting darker, and there are many pedestrians in the city, and there are lights and festoons everywhere.

On the Suzaku Long Street, the most prosperous in the city, there was a lot of gongs and drums, and there was a lot of traffic. In such a bustle, several train teams paraded on the street with high lanterns made of glass and jasper.

The dancers on the high platform waved the golden silk hanging on their arms, and danced along with the flowers of various colors.

After dinner, except for the old Mrs. Shen who doesn't like to be lively, the whole family of Ningbeihou's mansion went out to play.

The four long streets were crowded with people, but the best place to enjoy the lanterns was on Xuanwu Long Street. Qin Mingyu, who was the head of the Hou Mansion, specially summoned a few small carriages for a trip.

In the last carriage sat the junior female family members of the Hou Mansion, Ye Lingwu and the second-fang sisters.

In fact, Jiang Lanshu also wanted to go out to play at home, but thinking of Mrs. Shen's preference these days, in order to win back some love, she had to give up the opportunity to play and spend the holidays with Mrs. Shen in Jinghe Hall.

Ye Lingwu specially put on a purple cloak with a white fox velvet collar that she picked out at Huarong Pavilion that day, and a light red embroidered satin inside to suit the occasion, which was unobtrusive.

The Erfang sisters seemed to have made an appointment, wearing the same color cloak, gold and red, very festive.

Speaking of which, Ye Lingwu was also very surprised. She thought that the daughter born to her aunt at home should always be unpopular, but she didn't expect that Mrs. Zhao treated Shen Yue'er very well.

Ever since her biological mother passed away during childbirth, Zhao has been raising Shen Yue'er in her own courtyard. Under careful care, Shen Yue'er is more like her than her own daughter Shen Pan'er.

With the comparison, Ye Lingwu realized that there is a gap between a talented woman and a jealous woman.

Arriving at Xuanwu Long Street, the carriage stopped slowly, and Ye Lingwu got out of the carriage holding the sleeve stove. It snowed all day yesterday, and now the breath is filled with whiteness.

In another carriage, Shen Ci got off with Shen Congwen and Zhao Shi, also wearing a red satin brocade robe.Under the eyes of his parents, Shen Ci is still obedient today.

When Qin Mingyu got off the carriage at the front, she glanced lightly at the chatting and laughing second-bedroom couple and the neat juniors, feeling suddenly disappointed.

——When can Shen Zhan do the same?

Traveling in Ningbeihou's Mansion is considered low-key, and it is quite exaggerated for the carriage of the Taifu in the street.

Not to mention a lot of servants around, the bells and jade tassels hanging on the roof of the car attracted a lot of attention along the way, including Ye Lingwu, who only knew that Taifu Lou's family was also on Xuanwu Long Street after hearing the bells.

It's no wonder Taifu Lou kicked Fan Kun anxiously, he really doesn't like ginseng.

The most hanging on both sides of the street are revolving lanterns, while the majority of shops are lanterns, and the bright red lanterns are worn in a string, beaming with joy.

Someone was performing a dragon lantern on Xuanwu Long Street, and the crowd slowly flocked to that side. Ye Lingwu was not tall, so when she was squeezed by the crowd, she left alone.

In fact, she is not the only one, Shen Pan'er, who is bouncing around, has already gone away, but she is not in a hurry, even if the sky falls tonight, she is still the one who enjoys the most lanterns.

Ye Lingwu was not as relieved as she was. She had only been in the capital for a few days, and those who were unfamiliar with the place could only look forward with her skirts up.

"Lighting up~"

Ye Lingwu's pace was attracted by a shout, and she turned to look at the source of the sound on the high platform over there.

I saw that there was a "high platform" on the high platform, and the "high platform" on it was built with thick wooden piles, like a ladder going up layer by layer, but it was more steep than the ladder, a full ten meters high.

On the top hangs a blue and white lantern like a flying fairy.

"This lantern is called the Wishing Lantern. Whoever can pick the wishing lantern first can write wishes on the lantern and send it to the gods in the sky... Wishes come true!" The person on the stage introduced loudly, which attracted many people. Stopping to watch, achieved the goal of the lantern shop to promote the lanterns.

Ye Lingwu, who wanted to leave directly, was immediately interested when she heard that the wish lamp could make her wishes come true.

It's just unfortunate that there is only one wishing lamp, and all the contestants on stage are men. The strength of men and women is very different, so if you try hard to grab it, you will definitely not get it.

Just when he was about to give up, he saw that there were weapon racks on the side of the high platform, including knives, guns and sticks, bows and arrows, and long whips.

Among the crowd, Ye Lingwu gathered her thick and fluffy cloak and walked up.

There was an uproar from below.

This is the first time to see a woman participating in this kind of competition.

The store owner who was also the host was also stunned, and said: "Is this girl in the wrong place? Although there are no restrictions on men and women in lighting lanterns, you don't want to hurt yourself."

Ye Lingwu said softly: "It's not bitter, since you hang up the wish lamps for people to pick, there is no reason to persuade people to retreat when they are difficult."

The bottom is silent, and the store is also silent.

The truth is this, but the woman in front of me is young, so it would be fine if she was stronger, but she is petite and well dressed, she looks like someone's pampered girl, who will be responsible if she bumps into it?

Seeing her resolute attitude, the shopkeeper said: "There is no room for this competition. If the girl really wants to participate, she must be careful later, and don't worry if she doesn't get it."

Ye Lingwu smiled and said, "Understood."

Not far away, on the balcony of the pavilion with several revolving lanterns hung, a man dressed in a mysterious cloak, cold and exiled, had a panoramic view of the noise below.Behind him is a picture lamp depicting the lights of Wanjia, and the surrounding candlelight shines on him, like a god in the sky.

Behind him stood five or six guards in black armor.

Yue Yang, who appeared from nowhere, walked through the guards, stood behind the man in black and said, "My lord, the little princess sent a message to the barracks yesterday, asking you to meet at Huamanlou on Zhuque Long Street, we still go there ?"

Shen Zhan looked in the direction of the wishing lamp platform, and said, "No rush."

Below is the enthusiastic applause and applause.

The sound of the gong resounded through the night, moving the whole body with a single hair. More than a dozen men on the stage struggled to climb towards the ten-meter-high wooden ladder platform.

But Ye Lingwu was the only one who stood there unhurriedly, looking up at the fierce scene of scrambling for the first place on the high platform, her deep eyes glowing like a starry sky.

After seeing her, the shopkeeper at the side thought she had retreated because of difficulties, and stepped forward and said: "If the girl wants to quit now, she can go directly, and there is no need to wait for the boys to finish the competition."

Ye Lingwu glanced at him, turned a deaf ear and walked towards the wooden rack where the weapons were placed, picked up the bow and arrow on the rack and looked at it.

The audience below didn't notice her at all, just staring at the fight above.Seeing her series of actions, the shopkeeper was surprised and said, "Miss, are you going to shoot down the wish lamp?"

Ye Lingwu smiled and said: "You only said that whoever can pick up the wishing lamp will be his, but you didn't say what method to use. If I shoot it down with a bow and arrow, it's not against the rules, right?"

The shopkeeper choked, and smiled freely: "Of course it's not against the rules. If the girl can shoot it down, the wish lamp will be yours."

In the twilight, and the height of the platform was ten meters high, it was an anecdote that a mere woman could hit the wishing lantern with an arrow, which added color to the excitement.

(End of this chapter)