In the first month of the fifth year of the Apocalypse, the Great Zhao Hou was in the Jiaofang Palace, and the envoy closed the house for 40 days, and the insects stinked out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Palace Edict to the end of the Tian, Xu Erfei. In spring and February, Prince Zhao was cautious and did not enter the temple. Litian's concubine Huaizhang is the crown prince, sixteen years old. The world was angry, Tian's resignation, and the East Palace of Shanggu Xu was not established. In autumn and July, strong winds uproot trees. Tian's rebellion. On Lishan, I was furious when I heard it, and I went out of the imperial guard to cut it down, and Chang'an bled out. The chaos is peaceful, and it is said that the time is unknown, so it was changed to Yuan Taihe. —Note 1 of Emperor Benji of Zhou Shu Xiaomin

July 15th, Midyear Day. The sky is clear.

The sun opened early, the fog in the mountains and wilderness had not yet dissipated, and the Jingwei water bank was already sparkling.

Several columns of servants hurried by, one column holding a shallow basin of red gold, in which all kinds of melons and fruits, cakes, glutinous rice, and pine branches were played; one column held different forms of wine vessels, or zun or xuan, or wei or pot, all of which were full of wine, and the aroma was striking people; one column held a carved wooden plate, in which silk and brocade silk, jade wat ruyi, pearl treasure played, and so on; and there was also a column carrying the imperial gold-painted food box, which contained seasonal vegetables, birds, animal meat, fish and turtles, and the specifications were enough to hold a state banquet. There were two hundred people in the queue, and the last eight waiters carried a large case with a red rope thick in their arms, and the freshly cooked pair of Tai Prison on the table exuded the smell of meat, which caused several young guards on the periphery to swallow saliva.

On the altar by the water, it was dark and dreary, and I didn't know what it was sprinkled with, faintly smelling of cow blood. The attendants were busy placing the offerings on the altar one by one.

"Did you hear that? Last night, Ligong ...... Haunted!" said a waiter in green clothes, bowing his head and lowering his voice.

Soon came the discussion of Soso:

"It's just a dark shadow hiding in the Nine Dragons Palace, fluttering for a long time. Didn't you say that you caught a night owl later? In the middle of the year, be careful when you speak, don't scare yourself, when the time comes, you will really attract something dirty......"

"Hey, who said it was the Nine Dragons Palace? It was the Seven Stars Palace, and all the attendants in the Inner Palace last night died violently!"

"I've heard that, too. Tsk, died a terrible death. Twenty-four chamberlains, plus twenty-four palace maids, said that they followed the two princesses Qinghe and Taiping to get the Buddha's hand, and when they came back, they were all fine, and the next day they were found dead on their beds, bleeding from their seven orifices!

"No wonder there are a lot of guards on the side of the Seven Star Hall today, it turns out that there are dead people. What about the one in the Seven Star Palace? As the deputy queen, you can't suppress those ghosts?"

"The Seven Star Hall itself is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river - it is difficult to protect itself. Maybe it's because of the good luck this year? You see, as soon as the seventh month of the month dawned, he became sick and weak, saying that he had been asleep all day long, and he could not wake up. Alas, this is 'full of anger and loss'. ”

"What is 'full of anger, then loss', she is also full of anger? I see, it was Zhao who sought revenge first. First Zhao Hou died so unexplained......"

"Shhhhhh The death of the one in front of him has nothing to do with the Seven Star Palace. The Seven Star Hall is also pitiful to say, and it is used as a scapegoat......"

"Hey, look at this battle, is it the regulation of the sacrifice of the Zhongyuan Festival? I can't say, it is that the saint has woken up and wants to atone for the sins of the first Zhao Hou. After the one in the Seven Stars Hall found out, he pretended to be sick and didn't want to preside over the priest!"

"Shen Yan, don't you want to live? Arrange the offerings and leave quickly, the royal car will arrive in a while. ”

The waiters in Tsing Yi were silent for a while.

After a while, someone spoke again:

"Have you heard, the Holy Driver was not in the Nine Dragons Hall last night. ”

"Isn't the Nine Dragons Hall a night owl?"

"Will the holy driver still be afraid of night owls? Last night, it was said that it was in the Lucky Chongming Pavilion. ”

"Nonsense, you, Chongming Pavilion is so far away, why are you going there with a good drive. ”

"I can't die nonsense! I don't believe you, the holy driver must have come from the east side of the Yang Gate today. ”

"Who lives in Chongming Pavilion now?"

"It seems to be ......"

"Zhao Meiren! Zhao Meiren is in Chongming Pavilion!"

Suddenly, there was a red-clothed waiter, with pink face and red lips, coughing heavily and pacing over.

"It's all itchy, don't serve well, chew the root of your tongue here!" The voice was tactful and sharp, but there was majesty.

The waiters in Tsing Yi all bowed their heads and said they didn't dare.

The red-clothed waiter snorted and said, "Today is benevolent, and there is no need for human sacrifices." Otherwise, looking at the way you are looking for death one by one, it is not enough to fill the river!"

The waiter in Tsing Yi said yes.

There was a low horn sound in the distance, outside the gate of Kaiyang, the smoke and dust, the horse's hooves shook the ground slightly, at a glance, the fog mixed with the yellow dust rolling, a column of dragon flags half rolled, reflecting the slightest bit of light under the rising sun.

The gold-embroidered dragon ---- is coming!

The waiters quickened their movements, and when they finished, they stood on their sides.

However, the car looked close, and walked for half an hour before reaching the front.

Approaching the Weishui waterfront, the speed of the queue slowed down. The guards at the head wore feather pockets on their heads and marched slowly and solemnly. They were dressed in armor, probably weighing dozens of pounds, and they were tightly attached to their strong chests, as if they were growing on them. On the side of each horse hangs a long sword, all loosely wrapped in a layer of hard cowhide---- which can be drawn from the enemy if the sword hanging from the guard's waist breaks in battle. The long feathers on their heads circled softly with the pace of the horses, adding a touch of tenderness to these predator knights.

The royal car is parked on the waterfront.

It seems that the people inside are enjoying the beautiful scenery of the Wei River.

The breeze blew and the bells rang, and for a while there seemed to be no other sound within a radius of the altar, only the crisp bell, bit by bit, wrapped around people's hearts.

Finally, a waiter in Tsing Yi couldn't help it, and said in a low voice: "Why is this bell so ghostly......"

Immediately stepped on by his companion, he quickly shut his mouth.

The bell beckons spirits, and there are many undead in Jingwei Water, all of whom will gather on this altar tonight to enjoy the sacrifices they have just placed. The royal driver set off again, and went to the camp a mile or two away from the altar. The royal driver will rest there until dusk, and then visit the shore of Weishui again.

The waiters breathed a sigh of relief and began to get busy again.

After the altar was arranged, the dinner party was arranged.

After the ceremony, the feast of the three palaces, and then the lights were put on the Weishui Riverside, and the Midyear Festival was really over.

"Who can eat," one waiter whispered, "to be watched by a group of ghosts, and to be afraid to die." ”

At this moment, the sun is hanging high, but there is no trace of warmth. The wind was strong on the edge of Weishui, and it was freezing in July.

"I told you to stop talking. Those nobles above have their own dragon and phoenix body protection, are they afraid of some ghosts? Besides, whether they can eat or not, what does it have to do with us, and the left and right are not for us to eat. ”

"The nobles eat just for show, they don't eat. The last time I went to Fengzao Palace to deliver food, I saw that Xu Guifei Niangniang, and only one bite of the dishes on the table was moved. That bite was still a snack from the emperor that day. ”

"The delicacies of the mountains and the sea, what have you never seen? The nobles set up a banquet, food is second, and the game is the most important. You see, even in this sacrifice, there are pots, flowing flowers, canopus, and drums...... It can be seen that the nobles are bored for a long time, but they are just looking for a reason to have fun. ”

"A noble person is a noble person, and the things you play with are also chic. What's so interesting about these pieces of wood? Take one and have a sentence, drink a glass of wine and pour a poem, and the headache will be painful to death, where can it be more fun than our usual fighting crickets and dogs?"

"It can be seen that you are a cheap life. Rich things have to use their brains. ”

"If you can bear it, you can play, why don't you play!"

A waiter held a lottery stick, curiously pulled out one, and asked the people around him, "Hey, aren't you literate, look at what is written on it?"

The other, avoiding the red-clothed waiter, took a look at it, and stumbled and said, "Decameron...... What is the decafon red, a hundred years old...... What what a hundred years...... Flowers...... 100 Years ......"

The person on the side stretched his neck and leaned over to listen, and laughed when he heard the words: "Why is it 'a hundred flowers for a hundred years' over and over again, and there are so many words on it, is it so meaningful?"

The man blushed and said, "That's how it was, I don't believe it's going to be read out after someone wins the lottery tonight, let's see if I'm right!"

The others giggled and laughed, and sure enough, they made a clever way to make the chip a draw.

It reads:

Ten days of flowers blooming and ten days of red, a hundred years of people send a hundred years.

But seeing the flowers blooming all over the season, the flowers are not seen for a hundred years.

Infinite fame, fortune, infinite suffering, limited time, limited grace.

The drunken voice is full of lofty ideals, and the prison is too peaceful. Note 2

Later, who won this lottery, who became a centennial person, who made a decennium, and the most far-reaching coup d'état after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who went to raise the aspirants to determine the future, it is not what this group of Tsing Yi waiters can predict at this time.