The atmosphere of Wuxian celebrating the New Year is different from that of Jinling.

Jinling is more of a wealthy and noble spirit in the imperial state. To put it bluntly, the streets and alleys are filled with the fragrance of money snails.

On the contrary, in Wuxian, there are only a lot more economic indicators than in Jinling, but from officials and scholars to ordinary people, they all have the elegance of elegance and elegance.

Xu You came to Beiguli and saw Gu Changyong. He gave him a prepared gift. He bowed and said, "I'm busy with some small things during the Chinese New Year. I didn't have time to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. Gu. Please forgive me!"

Gu Changyong dared not be entrusted. Although Xu You and Gu Yun had a common friendship, he rose too quickly and had a high status, almost one person below ten thousand people, holding heavy troops in his hands and killing people everywhere. How could people dare to regard him as a junior?

"Only Qilang will regard the extermination of the six-day traitor as a trivial matter. He is so bold that anyone in Jiangdong can reach it?"

Of course, Gu Changyong knew what Xu You did during the Chinese New Year. It was no secret. If the hatred for Liutian was so deep that Gu was the first to be affected.

When Lan Liuxiang mobilized Ming Wutian Palace and launched a tragic attack on Beiguli when Gu Yun was married, almost killing all the gentry in Yangzhou. Gu's family killed and injured many elite children, and their vitality was severely damaged, and they have not yet recovered completely.

Xu You wiped out six days, not only to eliminate the thieves for the country and avenge the Gu family, but the relationship between the two sides is close, just keep the words of thanks in your heart, but Xuan seems to be aware of it through his mouth.

After talking about gossip, Xu You told the purpose of this. Gu Changyong smiled and said, "Jilang is not here, I am also going to go to Beijing to talk to you about the invitation. Nacai, ask for the name, Najib, and Nazheng have all completed it. When do you think it is better to set the date of invitation?"

The so-called invitation to date is the day when the man goes to the woman’s house and makes an appointment to welcome the bride.

"The sooner the better!"

Xu You didn't want Zhang Xuanji to wait any longer. The two have been in love for many years and should give the girl who never leaves a perfect destination.

Gu Changyong was prepared and took out five auspicious days that he had calculated in advance for the ministers and handed them over to Xu You to choose. Xu You looked at it and decided to set the date of marriage on the sixth day of March.

Gu Changyong said: "I will go to Zhang Xiaoli tomorrow, make an appointment with Zhang Jinglong, and there are many etiquettes for welcoming the bride..."

The residential area where Zhang's family is located is called Zhang Xiaoli, which covers a large area. Like Beiguli where Gu's family lives, it is almost entirely Zhang's property.

Xu You bowed again and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu!"

After leaving Beiguli, Xu You did not stay in Wuxian for too long, nor did he visit those old friends. He was homesick and went south overnight to arrive in Qiantang at dusk the next day.

Today is also the Chinese New Year Festival.

Qiantang has regained its vitality from the ruins of the White Thieves Rebellion. The spring breeze in the second year of Yuanxing made the people smile happily. They made bean paste, covered them with oil, inserted two chopsticks vertically, and then inserted willow branches on the door. As the willow branches rotated, they held the bean paste to worship the door and worshiped the household.

In addition, on the Lantern Festival, we also have to sacrifice to the silkworm god. When Xu You entered the city, it was the time for sacrifice. Many people climbed onto the roof and placed the white paste porridge prepared at home in the southeast corner, murmured: Climb up to the high place to offer white porridge, and ask Ma Niang to catch the mouse head. Catch the mouse head and catch the mouse head. Ma Niang bless me with a good harvest.

Ma Niang is also the Silkworm God Matou Niang. There are several legends of Silkworm God. At least since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Matou Niang began to be sacrificed by the people as a silkworm God. It is recorded in Gan Bao's "Su Shen Ji".

After worshiping the Matou Niang, you can ensure a good harvest of sericulture this year. In fact, according to the approach of science, it is to feed mice with white paste porridge, and say a few words of threatening to prevent the mice from eating silkworm cocoons.

After passing through the city, I head to Mingyu Mountain. Through the last ray of sunset, I can see many fires burning in the fields in the distance, and the rough and lofty shouts from the farmers:

On the first lunar month, on the Shangyuan Festival, pests and lees rest on the mountains. The lanterns are bright and the torches are red. The worms are fried during the Shangyuan Festival. The fields are all fried, and the fried membranaceus is gone.

This kind of field burning ceremony is also called "Burning Yuan". Farmers are eager to burn all the pests that affect the grain output of rice fields, because "Yuan" and the Yuan family of the Northern Wei Dynasty also have a good intention to purge the enemy.

Just like this, he walked all the way and explained the various customs of Yangzhou to Liu Laolao's Grand View Garden. He had been in Xiliang for a long time and was very different from Yangzhou. He was curious everywhere and novel everywhere.

Fang Sinian also likes to tease him. The two of them are both big and small, and almost block their meridians and throw them into the West Lake calmly.

After finally reaching the foot of Mingyu Mountain, he encountered a group guarding the intersection. Only then did he realize that Zhang Xuanji, Song Shenfei, Ji Qinghe's wife Fu Jing, Wu Shan's wife Qin Hennu, Yan Yang's wife Qi Lan and other girls paired up to go to the city to enjoy the lanterns. Wu Shan brought thirty elite guards and just left, maybe he missed it.

Fang Sinian was anxious to go back to visit her old father and was not very enthusiastic about festival celebrations. Xu You asked her to return to the mountain first and take Hou Moyaming back to the city.

With this round-trip time, night really came, and the annual Shangyuan Carnival officially kicked off.

The poem describing the grand occasion of the Lantern Festival, from ancient times to the present, has not surpassed Xin Qiji's "Qingyu Case": The east wind blooms at night, thousands of flowers and trees blow down, and the stars are like rain. The fragrance of BMW carries is full of fragrance, the sound of phoenix and flutes moves, the light of jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dances overnight. Hou Moyaming looks around. The entire Qiantang is truly a mountain with lights, and all the lamps are all mats, and everyone sings and sings and drums, crane lamps, rooster lamps, oriole lamps, golden sparrow lamps, parrot lamps, shaved lamps, lion lamps, green bear lamps, tiger lamps, brocade lamps, leopard lamps, all kinds of colors, all incomplete.

The most distinctive one is the "ship lamp" hanging in front of the temple door, which means saving all living beings. The boat surface is colorful painted, small figures are carved outside, holding oars, playing musical instruments, hanging colored beads lanterns around, and Buddha statues are offered on the boat, which are lifelike.

After entering the city, it was still the old place, Nancheng Dengshi. There were yamen runners detaining several criminals at the entrance of Dengshi. As usual, they should be entrusting to warn tourists not to violate the criminal law. The Dengshi market is tangled with scales, music is noisy, and the streets are filled with streets, and plays and games. Five steps, one hawker, ten steps are a food stall, and delicious food is mouth-watering. There are also peddlers carrying loads, with sesame seeds, shoes, puppets, drums, and other things, attracting the pursuit of children. They shouted and crowded, with no way under the curtains, and no money is allowed to return.

When you continue walking, you can see thirty or fifty girls wearing the most beautiful dresses and dancing among the lights. This is also called "singing songs". Going further in, some people wear beast faces to scare and play, some men wear women for dressing, they are tempted and amused, and some gossip chases good girls, causing riots and scolding.

"Fun! There is fun than Chang'an's Lantern Festival..."

Hou Moya never stopped his mouth. When he saw that he had never eaten, he had to buy it to try it. Xu You had to stop and wait for him from time to time. If the ink traces continue like this, he would be afraid that Zhang Xuanji would not be able to find the end of the lamp market. He said, "You can go for a walk first. If you don't get it after the show is over, you can't go to Mingyu Mountain by yourself."

Hou Moya Ming was bargaining with a Huo Danlang to buy a rattle. When he heard this, he could no longer see Xu You. He was hesitating whether to chase him. Huo Danlang said angrily: "Do you buy it? If you don't buy it, don't block my way."

Hou Moyaming shrugged. Anyway, the second-grade young master was not afraid of attacks from others. He glared and said, "Buy it! You'll be five cents cheaper."

"No! Fifteen cents are the lowest!"

"Ten Months! Don't think I'm a Hu person, just start the price!"

The courier was anxious and said, "Look at your thick eyebrows and big eyes, and your strong man, why do you care like a woman? We are in Qiantang people, and we are always in business. Don't say that you are a Hu person. Even if you are not a human, I will sell it to you for fifteen cents!"

"Okay, deal!"

Hou Moyaming paid happily, shaking the rattle in his hand, thinking: Everyone has seen the iron man, and he still has to keep a low profile in the future. Should he learn from the men of the Southern Dynasty to dilute his masculinity...

"Mr., save me!"

A woman's cry for help suddenly came from behind her, and the real touch of soft jade and warm fragrance. It was not that Hou Moyaming didn't know that someone was approaching, but he bumped into others every step on the street. He was used to it, thinking that someone was rushing over, but he didn't expect to be hugged tightly.

Hou Moyaming turned around and saw a pretty girlish face, looking worried and scared, looking like a little white rabbit, and it made life pity.

Not far from the girl, three men with greasy heads and pink faces were standing. The scholars dressed up, holding folding fans in their hands, and their clothes looked glamorous, but in the eyes of people like Hou Moyaming, the whole body would not exceed a hundred cents.

It should be just a little better than a poor family. I just solved the problem of food and clothing and was willing to spend a small amount of money on dressing up, but I didn't learn anything else but learned the voluptuousness of the playboy.

"Miss, don't run away. We invite you to enjoy the lanterns!"

The girl was so scared that she trembled all over. She hid behind his generous tiger back and grabbed the leather belt with her hands, obviously very scared.

"Don't be afraid! I'm here!"

Hou Moyaming's voice had never been so gentle in his life. Then he pointed his index finger at the three men and said coldly: "Do you get out by yourself or let me catch you to meet the officials? The yamen runners at Dengshikou are bored and should be very happy to see you!"

One of the three men was furious and was about to rush up to attack, but was pulled tightly by the other man and whispered: "Are you looking for death? This man is tall and mighty, we can't beat..."

"It's just a foreign Hu Gou. This is Jiangdong, and he dare not take action!"

Another person said, "Although he is a man with a green eyes and a high nose, he is a man of Hu, but his official words are more authentic than us, especially his clothes are very luxurious. I guess he is a diner from a family. Let's go, we can't afford to offend!"

The three of them left in shame, Hou Moya was floating in the air. I was not only a strong man, but also tall and mighty. I couldn't hide it no matter how low-key I was...

He turned around again, "Huh!", the girl disappeared.

"idiot!"

The Huo Danlang rolled his eyes and said, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Look at your wallet..."

Hou Moyaming was puzzled, why are you like this? You praised me just now, but now you are cursing? He reached out to touch his waist and opened his mouth wide!
Chapter completed!