Sir, I just want to be a salted fish

Chapter 9 Festival
Our lunch was arranged in the wing of Qingliang Temple. We ate vegetarian food prepared in the temple. There were not many varieties, but the taste was indeed refreshing and delicious. Mrs. Tai bluntly said that only by paying homage frequently would she be blessed with good food.

After lunch, Mrs. Tai said goodbye to the host master and donated two hundred taels of sesame oil money to express her gratitude to Qingliang Temple for their warm hospitality.

The way down the mountain was relatively easy, and Tang Bingyan walked to the foot of the mountain by herself.

Back in the village, Tang Wenyun and Tang Wenbai's servants had already packed their bags. Everyone bid farewell to the two brothers and made an appointment for them to come to Qingliangshan Village to stay for a while on vacation next month.

The madam reluctantly asked the two brothers to eat well and take good care of their bodies.

"Second brother, you have been smart since you were a child, but you have a rift in your heart. I am very relieved about you." Tang Bingxuan looked at Tang Wenyun and said.

"Third brother, don't push yourself too hard, do what you can." Tang Wenxuan told Tang Wenbai.

After bidding farewell to everyone, the two brothers got into the carriage with their respective servants and headed towards Yunshan Academy.

After seeing off her two grandsons, the wife was a little sentimental and tired from climbing the mountain, so she went back to her room to rest. Everyone also went back to their rooms to rest.

Zhichun was waiting for Tang Bingxuan to undress and cleanse her face. There were only two masters and servants in the room.

"Miss, I thought about it several times and really saw a person lying there in the grass." Zhichun whispered to Tang Bingxuan.

"There is indeed a person lying in the grass." Tang Bingxuan said to Zhichun calmly.

"Then why did the young lady drag this slave and leave? Doesn't it say in Buddhism that "saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda"?"

Zhichun lives in the inner house and lacks vision. Although he has a stable temperament, he is too kind.

"That man is lying on his back. How are you sure he is still alive?" Tang Bingxuan guided Zhichun.

"The maid doesn't know. But, let's go over and check if he still has a pulse and heartbeat. Then we will know whether he is alive or dead." Zhichun said immediately.

"Do you remember what that person was wearing?" Tang Bingxuan continued to guide Zhichun to think deeply.

"My slave, I remember it was a black outfit." Zhichun recalled.

"If my prediction is correct, that person is probably wearing night clothes." Tang Bingxuan concluded.

"Miss, are you saying that that person is an assassin?" Zhichun guessed.

"I'm not sure if it's an assassin, but it's definitely a trouble." Tang Bingxuan affirmed.

"We didn't hear any movement before. We don't know when that person was lying there. Are there any accomplices or are the people who are chasing him nearby? If they are nearby, weak women like you and me, If you get into trouble, you will have no choice but to be killed by the sword!" Tang Bingxuan continued her analysis.

"No wonder the young lady dragged the slave away so fast and said that the young master is looking for us." Zhichun said with a scared look on his face.

"Miss, you are so smart! After Miss's analysis, I will understand that I shouldn't get into this trouble." Zhichun understood.

After serving Tang Bingxuan, she lay down on the bed and covered herself with quilt. Zhichun asked again: "Miss, aren't you curious why that person is lying in the grass behind the temple?"

Tang Bingxuan felt a little confused when she got into bed, and asked Zhichun in a low voice, "Zhichun, have you ever heard of a wise saying?"

"What famous quote?" Zhichun didn't understand why the lady didn't answer her question, but asked herself a question.

"Curiosity kills!" Tang Bingxuan muttered this and fell into a sweet dream. Leisurely days are always short, so everyone packed their bags and hurried back to Kyoto the day before the Shangsi Festival.

The Shangsi Festival on the third day of March is an important festival for the Ling Kingdom to ward off disasters and pray for good fortune.

The main customs on this day are: in the morning, the whole family performs a sacrificial ceremony, and after that, bathes with fragrant orchids; if the weather is good during the day, you can fly kites and go outing with friends or family in the countryside; there is also a grand temple fair in the evening .

Imperial officials and college students also had a day off.

After all, Yunshan Academy is not far from Kyoto, and the whole day's vacation is spent on the way back and forth. Therefore, the two brothers can only worship and play with their classmates in the academy.

After returning from Qingliang Villa, everyone was no longer interested in going out for an outing. They stayed at home during the day to recharge and wait for the temple fair in the evening.

It's dark every day during the Shangsi Festival, so the big kitchen is very busy, making pancakes, boiled cauliflower, five-color glutinous rice and bamboo cakes.

Huajian: sweet pancake. Edible spring flowers are placed on round pancakes. Azalea pancakes and pear pancake pancakes are more common.

Cauliflower: Shepherd's purse boiled eggs. When worshiping ancestors during the Shangsi Festival, with the help of the gods and talents of the ancestors, wash the fresh shepherd's purse and tie it into a small bunch, add eggs, red dates, and wind balls, add two or three slices of ginger, cook it in a large pot, and eat it It can not only bring wealth, but also prevent headaches and dizziness, and can also prevent spring plague.

Five-color glutinous rice: Select high-quality glutinous rice, pick purple vines, yellow flowers, maple leaves, and red and blue (red silk threads), soak the liquid, mix the glutinous rice separately, and then steam them together to appear black, red, yellow, purple, White glutinous rice in five colors. Offer sacrifices to ancestors and pray for them to bless you with good luck and good harvests.

Pengziba: Offer sacrifices to ancestors and pray that your family will be healthy and long-lived, and that they will not be invaded by evil.

These sacrifices carry the memory and prayers of future generations for their ancestors.

On important festivals, the whole family gathers in Songhe Courtyard to accompany the wife.

Mrs. Shao is a mother-in-law who doesn't like to make rules. Her three daughters-in-law only need to get up on the first and fifteenth morning of the Lunar New Year to pay their respects.

The grandchildren had breakfast with the dowager, and had lunch and dinner in their own courtyard or with their parents.

Duke Rongguo and the Second Master usually don't come to say hello in the morning because they have an early morning visit. When the 10th is a holiday, they usually come to Songhe Hall to say hello and have breakfast with his wife. Come in the evening if you have time. If you don't have time, Mrs. Tai will not force you.

Although the third master has no official position, he often travels out and comes to pay his respects to the wife from time to time. There is no fixed number. As long as her son does not do evil, the wife will turn a blind eye to him.

"Fifth brother, you can go out with us to watch the temple fair this year." Tang Bingyu happily said to his brother.

"Third sister, is the Shangsi Temple Fair very lively? Why didn't you take me there last year?" the five-year-old kid complained.

Xiaowu, who was four years old last year, was too young to stay up late at night. He had to be sent back early when he was taken out. The third master simply abandoned his son and went with his wife and daughter.

"Who told you that you fell asleep when we went out last year and couldn't wake up at all." The third master lied to his son.

"Father, I will never fall asleep this year. You must take me there." Tang Wenhong quickly assured his father.

The third master glared at his son and said dissatisfiedly: "You stinky boy, your father and I are still in their prime, how can we grow old?"

"Okay, you still care about how old you are as a child." The madam directly defended her grandson.

"Mother, you only have a grandson in your eyes now, not a son." The third master shook his wife's arm and acted coquettishly and jealously.

(End of this chapter)