Red makeup against the world

Chapter 932 Shangyuan Festival
Wu Sheng raised Wu Zhengxiang under his care since he was a child, and he couldn't go back home for reunions during Chinese New Year, so Xu Wanzhen often invited Lu Shi to have a banquet together.

Xu Wenyu and Wu Chao played well. Although they were different in seniority, they were not much different in age, and their personalities were similar, making them seem more like one person.

The days passed in such a lively and leisurely way, and it was the Shangyuan Festival in a blink of an eye.

That night, the city of Luoyang was full of people, and lights and festoons were everywhere.There are all kinds of lanterns all over the street, which is dizzying.

Emperor Qinglong ordered the Ministry of Industry to set up a huge lamp building, which is more than 120 feet high and has a width of [-] rooms. The golden light is bright and magnificent.Opposite the giant lamp building is the copper lamp tree of the Lantern Pavilion.

At the head of the Tianjin Bridge, there are small stalls filled with lotus lanterns, lotus leaf lanterns, and boat lanterns. Teenagers and girls buy a small lantern here, make a wish, and watch the little lantern drifting down the Luoshui River. Pray for wishes to come true.

On both sides of Luoshui, there are many stalls for guessing lantern riddles.

Countless literati, poets and elegant scholars linger here.Whenever an exquisite lantern riddle is guessed, there will be applause from around.Those wonderful eyes hidden behind the veil will quietly look at the scholar.

What they are drawing is naturally not the lantern that is the head of the lottery.Harvesting countless hearts and applause is their goal.

The fire dragon dance team starts from Changxia Gate, passes through Tongfu Street and dances to the northernmost Anxi Gate.There were countless laughter and laughter along the way, and the copper coins of the spectators fell into the plate like raindrops.

From Duanmen to Dingdingmen, stretching for eight miles, it is listed as a theater.From morning to night, there are endless dances and dances in Baixi. The director of Jiaofang leads thousands of musicians to play silk, bamboo, chime bells and other musical instruments.

Or grand and magnificent, or beautiful and graceful music, reverberating over the city of Luoyang.

In Beijing's top Zuibailou, Tingxiang Pavilion, Baicaowei and other places, a large number of Confucian scholars gathered to talk about the past and the present.

Various poetry gatherings are held in these restaurants and private gardens.Among the poems handed down from it, there may be a masterpiece through the ages, and this is also an opportunity for scholars to become famous.

Although poetry is a small way, it is a quick way to become famous through poetry.The official career is difficult, and none of the Confucian scholars who are able to live in Beijing is willing to give up such a good opportunity.

Wen Xing Wu Sheng, all nations come to Korea.It's like unfolding a magnificent picture scroll, slowly presenting the domineering power of a great country in front of your eyes, and being in it is exciting.

Envoys from various countries shuttled among them, recorded what they saw and heard in their hearts, and were conquered by such a grand and glorious celebration scene.

Wu Zhengxiang held Xu Wanzhen's hand and walked slowly among such crowds.They didn't bring any more servants and servants, only Wen Mulan followed behind.

The scenery in front of him was even more magnificent than the day the prince returned to the city triumphantly.There were all kinds of lively stalls set up on the street, all kinds of novelty and exquisite gadgets, which made Xu Wanzhen dazzled.

Seeing her like a happy bird, Wu Zhengxiang smiled and blocked the crowd for her, separating a small world for her.

Xu Wanzhen looked at him with a thoughtful gesture and smiled.No matter how many people are around, the two of them form a world of their own, and there is a tacit understanding that outsiders cannot intervene.

Sun Zhitao leaned against the railing on the second floor, looking at the two people on the street, his smile froze on his lips.

After a while, a barely audible sigh disappeared in his throat before it escaped.

"Husband, this new dish is good, do you like it?" Behind him came a gentle voice.

Sun Zhitao looked away, turned his head slowly, smiled and nodded at his newly married wife, and walked away from the railing by the window.

After getting married, his temperament became more refined and calm.Even though he is the number one scholar, he doesn't show arrogance at all.This made everyone in the Liu family very satisfied.

Seeing the gentle and jade-like Sun Zhitao approaching, Liu's pretty face flushed slightly, flashing a hint of shame.The Shangyuan Festival is so lively, my husband is afraid that she will be bored at home, so he decides to take her out to play.

Such thoughtfulness made her heart firmly tied to him.

Only Mrs. Sun, who was sitting with a smile on the side, could see that Sun Zhitao was holding the wine glass so hard that his knuckles turned white.

The two people below didn't notice what happened upstairs.

Only Wen Mulan, who was not far from them, noticed Sun Zhitao's gaze on Xu Wanzhen, so she looked up.After seeing that it was him, the hand that clenched the dagger around his waist loosened again.

"Mulan."

Hearing this voice, her heart trembled, and she was about to rush forward reflexively.But immediately, her hand tightened, and she was held tightly by the big palm, unable to escape.

"Mulan." This time, the voice sounded pleading, "Look at me."

Wen Mulan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she didn't know how to react.I just stared closely at my second young lady in the crowd, and said bravely: "I, I have an errand."

"It's gone now." Fengqi's voice was slow and firm, and he said: "I have already reported to the Young Madam and arranged for another guard."

Sure enough, Wen Mulan saw several familiar figures, crossed where they were standing, and followed them.These people are all the confidant guards around Wu Zhengxiang.

Xu Wanzhen glanced back and saw Wen Mulan being held back by Fengqi, raised a big smile, and mouthed "Come on" at her.

Wen Mulan didn't realize it for a while, she had always been the personal bodyguard next to the young lady.How is this going?

She stopped, and glared bitterly at Fengqi behind her.

"Don't be annoyed." Seeing her angry, Fengqi hurriedly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and said, "I beg the young lady to do it."

Since the last farewell, he hasn't found a chance to see her again, and he hasn't been able to wait for her reply for a long time.It is rare that this time during the Lantern Festival, he brazenly begged the second young lady to get this opportunity.

Suddenly she had no errands on her body, looking at Fengqi who was close at hand, Wen Mulan felt a little at a loss for a moment.

What should she do?

Wen Mulan looked in Xu Wanzhen's direction for help, but saw that she was happily picking up a wooden mask from the stall, chatting and laughing with Wu Zhengxiang.

Forget it, the young lady has suffered so much, it's better not to bother her about this matter.

Seeing her bowing her head and saying nothing, Fengqi felt anxious because she didn't know what she was thinking.He is not a man who is good at words, and after thinking about the ideas given to him by the people he consulted before, he also thinks it is very unfeasible.

Scratching his head, he said, "Come with me."

"Where are you going?" Wen Mulan asked in a low voice.

"The river lanterns are being released at the bridgehead in Tianjin, do you want to go and have a look?"

"He Deng?" Wen Mulan was in a daze.

More than ten years ago, when she was in Yangzhou, she went there with her good sisters in her boudoir.At that time, she had such simple happiness and pure wishes.

(End of this chapter)