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Chapter 180: The Date of the Upper Yuan Festival (Part II)

There were servants guarding the door, and when he saw Fan Hongdao arriving, he took the initiative to push open the door, and said "Mr. Fan is here" inside, and then motioned for Fan Hongdao to go in. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Fan Hongdao raised his hand to straighten his clothes a little, and then walked inside. As he stepped into the doorway, he glanced inside. This pavilion is not very large, and it is larger than the ordinary restaurant private rooms of later generations.

And what is very striking is that there is a person sitting inside, a radiant beauty. That's right, this is not a little beauty, it's a big beauty, she has a noble temperament, and just sitting there seems to exude an invisible light.

Suddenly seeing such a woman, Fan Hongdao couldn't help but lose his mind for a short time, and he froze. The most important thing is that this is a very strange woman.

Fan Hongdao was sure that he had never seen this woman. He couldn't help but be in a trance, could he have rashly broken into a room where he didn't know a woman?

Thinking of this, Fan Hongdao subconsciously took two steps back, retreated from the door to the corridor outside, don't you really go in by mistake, right?

Because Fan Hongdao retreated too quickly, Li Xiaoniang, who was following behind, was unguarded, and was hit by Fan Hongdao, and her chest had intimate contact with Fan Hongdao's back.

So the little lady was ashamed and annoyed in her heart, and she didn't know what to do, if she had been so light on herself by someone else, she would have cut down with two knives a long time ago.

Fan Hongdao asked the servant at the door, "This is Miss Zhang's room?"

The servant was puzzled by Fan Hongdao's behavior, and replied, "Exactly, but why did Mr. Fan go in and come out?"

Now Fan Hongdao came back to his senses, and the strange beauty in it was Miss Zhang!

It's just that when they usually meet, either she wears a veil, or the two are separated by a bamboo curtain, so she has never seen Miss Zhang's appearance. Today, this eldest lady suddenly showed her true face, and she didn't recognize it!

Fan Hongdao re-entered the room with a slightly stumbling expression. Since this Miss Zhang didn't plan to hide her head and cover her face tonight, she didn't say hello beforehand, which caused her to be at a loss and a little embarrassed.

While thinking, she sat down opposite Miss Zhang, and Little Lady Li also sat next to Fan Hongdao. Immediately, a maidservant stepped forward and poured tea for the two.

The atmosphere is a bit restrained, Fan Hongdao usually talks with Miss Zhang through a curtain or veil, and he is more familiar with Miss Zhang, who does not show up. But tonight, when I met Miss Zhang, who showed her true face, I felt like I had become a stranger.

At the same time, Zhang Chongxiu, Miss Zhang, as the host, was not in a hurry to talk to Fan Hongdao, but looked at Mrs. Li curiously. If it was an ordinary small jasper, under the inquiring gaze of Miss Zhang, she would have hung her head in shame.

But Little Lady Li didn't feel any embarrassment, and was also looking at Miss Zhang, wanting to see what kind of woman dared to take the initiative to invite Fan Hongdao on a date on the Shangyuan Festival.

The two women looked at each other for a moment, Fan Hongdao deeply felt that he was left out, it stands to reason that he should be the protagonist when he was invited, okay? So Fan Hongdao coughed a few times, and seemed to casually put the teacup on the table and paused.

Miss Zhang retracted her gaze and asked Fan Hongdao, "Is this little lady Mr. Fan's new maidservant?"

Fan Hongdao sighed and replied: "What you said is simply a big disparity! The Miss Zhang family I know here is by no means such a long-tongued woman who has nothing to do. ”

Zhang Chongxiu and Miss Zhang were suddenly choked, and she was speechless for a while. But her rationality told her that Fan Hongdao was right, she shouldn't be so levelless, and she had never been so levelless in the past.

It must be the fault of taking off the veil! Miss Zhang's rationality regained the upper hand, and she bowed down and apologized: "It's the concubine who lost her words, don't blame Mr. Fan and the little lady." ”

Fan Hongdao was very satisfied, and found a familiar feeling again. In this way, Miss Zhang, who can be rational and unconvinced, but can still apologize, is the Miss Zhang she knows.

So Fan Hongdao also said politely: "Miss Zhang's invitation to come down to watch the lanterns is grateful." ”

After that, I looked out by the railing, and saw the crowd of people on the street downstairs laughing and laughing, and said: "The bees and butterflies among the flowers are really ecstatic, and the BMW incense car is long at night." The front lights on the twelfth floor are like fire, and the moon is like frost outside Siping Street. ”

Miss Zhang interjected: "In fact, these lights are lively, but when it comes to spectacularness, it is the Ao Mountain outside the noon gate. ”

Fan Hongdao asked, "What Aoshan?"

Miss Zhang replied: "In those days, every Shangyuan Festival, the palace would stack hundreds of lanterns in front of the noon gate, and finally pile them into the shape of a giant turtle in the sea, up to more than a dozen floors high.

On the night of Shangyuan, the Son of Heaven will ascend to the noon gate tower to watch the lanterns, and the ministers can also go upstairs together, and the soldiers and civilians are allowed to enter the noon gate to watch, so as to show that the monarch and the people share the meaning of peace. ”

Fan Hongdao listened with some yearning, "If I had known earlier, I would have gone to the noon gate in the next place, maybe I could still look at the sky from afar." ”

Miss Zhang burst out laughing and quipped: "Now that the Aoshan Lantern Festival is long gone, you don't have a chance to look at the sky from afar." ”

Fan Hongdao asked: "It's long gone?"

Miss Zhang replied: "Ten years ago, Zhang Xianggong of Jiangling disliked the huge cost and waste of money on the Aoshan lanterns, and because of the difficult national economy, he asked for the cancellation of the Aoshan lanterns. Since then, the night of Shangyuan has no longer been so grand, and those of you who have not seen it have no chance. ”

"How do you know so much detail?" Fan Hongdao couldn't help but ask again.

Miss Zhang fell into the memories and said leisurely: "When the concubine was young, she was led by her grandfather and climbed the noon gate, so she was naturally impressed. ”

Fan Hongdao only felt that Miss Zhang didn't seem to care about talking about herself at all today, unlike in the past, Miss Zhang was secretive about her own affairs, and she was still unmoved despite all kinds of temptations.

Thinking of the speculation about Miss Zhang's life experience in the past, Fan Hongdao sighed secretly, such a woman who ran away from home for marriage is really pitiful!

On this Lantern Festival night, I can only invite strangers like myself to celebrate the festival together, probably because of loneliness. After all, such a woman who escapes marriage does not dare to go home, nor does she dare to gather with people she knows, who else can she find except for someone like herself?

Fan Hongdao, who didn't know that his guess was wrong, but still had some sympathy for the big beauty, sighed: "I got a poem and gave it to Miss Zhang." ”

Zhang Chongxiu nodded, looking very expectant.

Fan Hongdao drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, and recited: "Put the wine to the blue sky, this month is still the same as the ancient moon, and the ancients asked under the flowers, Guiying mountains and rivers for tens of thousands of years." If the festival is happy, Xiaogu Spring City is noisy, only the jade building is clear like water, and I want to ride the wind across Cailuan. ”

Miss Zhang looked up at the moon in the night sky, it was so cold and lonely, and tears were gurgling down.