Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 684 The Empress Releases Pigeons (1)
On the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, people are reunited when the moon is full. Eating moon cakes and admiring the moon is a custom that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

This year is different from previous years. The enthronement ceremony and empress ceremony are held during the day, and a night banquet is held to reward the ministers in the evening.

In the luxurious hall, the maids shuttled through it non-stop holding trays.

The dishes of the night banquet are no longer produced by the imperial dining room, but chefs from all over the north and south are invited to show their strengths and put together a sumptuous banquet.

In the usual palace banquets, the imperial dining room has to be prepared in advance. When the maids serve the dishes, the hot dishes become cold dishes, and the food is boring.

"My lords, there is still the last dish left for today, full of wealth and honor."

Officials from the Ministry of Rites presided over the ceremony on the high platform, swallowing hard.

From morning to night, I only drank a bowl of cold tea in the middle of the day. Now I am hungry and tired, but the emperor and empress are not present, so the officials can only wait.

There is nothing special about Fugui Mantang. In the middle is a large mooncake inlaid with dried fruits such as sesame peanuts and walnut kernels. It is divided into several small pieces, and the rest of the small grids are red and appetizing candied fruits.

"The candied fruit comes from Dawu, which is the specialty of Dawu."

The candied fruit is crystal clear in color and well-proportioned in size, which is even more popular with the lady and wife. Everyone stared at the tray and refused to start.

A young eunuch went up to the high platform and whispered a few words next to the officials of the Ministry of Rites. In order to make everyone less restrained, the empress will not be present today, and the future will be long.

The two who released the pigeons of the crowd are currently in the outer city of Kyoto.

This year, the common people are very active. Homemade lanterns are hung in the streets and alleys of the outer city. Young and old bring their families to enjoy the moon, lanterns, and scenery. The streets are crowded with people, and there are crisp laughter from time to time.

Wan Teng Yuling changed into a dark-colored robe, while Mo Yan was flamboyant. The husband and wife put on masks at the same time, not afraid of the eyes of passers-by.

The night breeze is cool and fragrant with flowers. People stop to admire the moon, with a faint smile on their faces, and longing for life in their eyes.

This beautiful atmosphere infected Mo Yan. She believed that the world would be peaceful in the future, and the common people would have enough food and clothing to make Dayue a pure land.

Husband and wife carry each other, and go up the bridge between conversations. There are guardrails on both sides of the bridge, and many unmarried girls squat on the side of the railings to release river lanterns.

The color of the river under the moonlight is deep, and dozens of lanterns of different colors flow in the direction of the water waves, and the surface of the river is shining with dots of light.

One of the green lotus lanterns is the most conspicuous, and the candlelight shines on the lotus petals, sailing to an unknown distance.

"These are not as good as your pumpkin lanterns."

Wan Yuyuling suddenly thought of the Lantern Festival on the [-]th day of the first lunar month of that year, and the grimace lantern made by Mo Yan was later properly preserved by him. The wedding night in the bridal chamber was the most unique scenery in the wedding room.

Mo Yan rolled her eyes, is this a ridicule?
Back then, she had a reputation of being an idiot, so naturally she couldn't produce any decent lanterns. She would not participate in the lantern fighting, but it was just to make up the numbers.

"Husband, I heard that if people always miss the past, it means they are old."

Mo Yan didn't admit that she was taking revenge, although she didn't hear his laughter, the corners of Wan Qi Yu Lingwan's raised lips said everything.

His mask is ordinary, his eyes are shining under the moonlight, brighter than the stars, different from the coldness in front of people, they are so soft and intoxicating.

"Is your husband getting old?"

Wan Teng Yuling looked at Mo Yan steadfastly, and while the crowd was admiring the scenery, he lowered his head and lightly pecked the corner of Mo Yan's lips, pretending to be deep and authentic, "Well, it smells like sweet-scented osmanthus."

Mo Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she just ate the little buns stuffed with sweet-scented osmanthus, and there was a layer of sweet-scented osmanthus sugar on her lips, which was sucked clean by Wanqi Yuling.

Her family's royal uncle always has that cold and reticent appearance, often making people uncomfortable, and being indifferent to everything.

Of course, that was before getting married, not now.

Mo Yan is one of the ignorant masses who have been deceived. When she realized something strange after she realized it, both the baby and the baby were born.

"It seems that my husband wants to prove whether he is old or not."

Seeing her wife's shy and timid look, Wan Tu Yuling's heart moved slightly, and she looked at her towering chest with deep meaning.

"No seriousness."

Mo Yan stomped her feet, got rid of Wanqi Yuling's hand, ran two steps forward, turned around and challenged Wanqi Yuling, "If you want to prove it, come and chase me!"

The couple chased each other down the street like no one else was watching, attracting crowds of people watching the moon.

People are very envious. It seems that they are a young couple. They have such a good relationship. They probably don't have a baby yet.

Getting married and having a baby is different. They have to worry about their livelihood. Men think of their wives nagging about food, rice, oil and salt. In fact, when they first got married, they also had a green life that didn't know what it was like to worry.

Mo Yan dexterously shuttled through the crowd, and before she ran far, she was stopped by Wan Qi Yuling.

Da Yue is not so open, hugging is inappropriate, but holding hands between husband and wife can get everyone's understanding.

"Husband, look, the old man in front of the stall over there seems to be the master."

Mo Yan stood still and looked forward along the gap of the crowd.

There are many stalls on both sides of the road, with rouge and gouache, clothes and fabrics, and all kinds of gadgets.

Hawkers will not give up this good opportunity to make money tonight, and the stalls occupy the entire long street.

At night, the government officials have no control over the yamen. Only the city defense army patrols to prevent robbery, fights and other incidents.

Dr. Zhu wore a dusty gown, squatted down, and wore a familiar old man's mask on his face. The woman beside him who covered half of his body was Fat Girl.

"Master, really, always dress like this."

Mo Yan complained a few words, Zhu Miracle Doctor hates people mentioning his age the most, but he likes to dress up as a bad old man.

There were bustling crowds everywhere, it was difficult for the husband and wife to stand where they were, and they went hand in hand to the booth where Miracle Doctor Zhu was.

"Old man, look at the small clothes and shoes we sell. The stitches are so fine that they won't hurt the baby's skin. They are all made by my daughter-in-law stitch by stitch!"

The peddler looked at Miracle Doctor Zhu and Fat Ya, guessing the relationship between the two in his heart, and the father-in-law and grandson-in-law also went out to buy, so why should he make such a fuss.

Seeing how the two of them were dressed, they were at least well-to-do, so he raised the price by three points.

"Uncle?"

Doctor Zhu raised his eyebrows, displeased with the address, he had an urge to go up to the peddler and beat him up.

"If you want a tael of silver for a small shirt made of fine cotton, you might as well grab it!"

The fat girl was even more excited, blushing and thick necked, the climate in Kyoto is different, selling things is so deceitful.

(End of this chapter)