Under the full moon, Chang'an City is brightly lit, although the government does not organize the lantern festival, but it is also said that each family is convenient, so the people in the streets and alleys of various merchants, restaurants, and alleys have hung all kinds of lanterns, the streets are crowded, and those who have eaten the reunion dinner and call friends with their wives and sisters have come out to go shopping and enjoy the scenery, and the street is also very lively, and the sudden crowd of people is pouring out. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

“… The garden is lit up..."

There are six spring mountains outside Chang'an City, the mountains are extended, and the mountains and rivers are close to the mountains, which is the place where the family loves to build private houses, and the double garden of the Liu family, Pei's Jieyuan is also extremely famous.

At this time, the night outside the city is cloudy, and there is a lamp gradually lit up in the distant mountains and forests, as if the Milky Way is pouring from the sky, and the people who see this scene can't help but make noise in unison, but unfortunately Jieyuan is a private place, not everyone can go, and can only gather on the side of the road to look at the carriage of the invited person or stroll together in the direction of Jieyuan.

The lights were lit up here, and there was a noise in another direction, and fireworks rose in the night sky.

“… The Liu family set off fireworks..."

So the crowd poured towards the courtyard of Liujiazhuang again, and many people stood on the side of the road, looking left and right, laughing and talking.

“… The government said that there would be no lantern festival, and these rich families would have a chance to be lively. ”

“… I think the Liu family is doing better, I heard that everyone can go to enjoy the lanterns and guess the lantern riddles, but the Pei family can't do it, just invite those literati and ink writers to make friends..."

“… It's nothing, the Pei family said that it was the Jieyuan Poetry Club, don't invite literati and ink writers, please go and you will compose poems?"

The people are talking and laughing, pointing and pointing, although it is a pity that they can't go up close, but it is also a kind of excitement from a distance.

There were many carriages and horses in front of Jieyuan, but the servant's effective guidance did not seem chaotic, Guo Ziqian jumped down without waiting for the car to stop, and there were already small servants who saw it and stepped forward with a smile: "It's Young Master Ziqian." ”

It's not the first time Guo Ziqian has come to this kind of occasion, it's just that they all follow their families, and the other party greets the old men of the Guo family, at most, by the way, the young master of the Guo family is called by the way, and there are very few formal titles like young master Ziqian, and he suddenly feels that he is an adult.

Nuan Nuan also jumped down, not forgetting to lift the curtain to take Xue Qing's wooden crutch, Guo Ziqian was also busy to help, Xue Qing got out of the car and took the wooden crutch, looked up in front of him, but saw the moon in the sky and the underground lights shining together, nodded and praised: "It is really the moon tonight, wash Huanying again, retreat to the nine clouds, and the autumn is clear." The stars make brilliance, the wind dew is crystal beautiful, and it can change the world, it is Yujing. ”

When the words fell, a good sound sounded on the side.

Xue Qing saw that there were two or three young people, and the lights and shadows of the cars under the moon were chaotic, and he couldn't see the description clearly.

Seeing that Xue Qing looked at them, they nodded, and one of them said, "Good poetry." ”

Guo Ziqian reacted at this time, and admired it very much, this is the exit into a poem, seeing that those young people seemed to have the meaning of coming over to say hello, Guo Ziqian's eyes flashed, he stretched out his hand to support Xue Qing, and raised his voice and said: "Xue Qing, let's go in quickly, don't let Young Master Yanzi wait." ”

didn't shout Brother Qingzi, but nominated loudly, obviously to others to hear, Xue Qing saw that the people around him really looked over, this kind of thing was really embarrassing, but fortunately, the night covered her reddish cheeks, nodded and said, "Okay, go quickly." ”

The little guy himself led the way inward.

Watching the two teenagers and a little maid leave, the people in front of the door really began to talk.

"Xue Qing?"

"Which one?"

"Haha, don't you even know? Today's Jieyuan Lantern Festival is for him. ”

"How could it be. ”

“… I heard the news that Mrs. Pei originally obeyed the government and did not plan to hold a lantern festival, but it was the young master Yanzi who persuaded Mrs. Pei by not being trustworthy. ”

"I know a promise, a poem..."

That poem was made by Xue Qing. ”

"It's this Xue Qing? ”

"He's doing poetry again?

The discussion of the crowd in front of the door made the newcomers also curious to look at and ask, which then caused another round of noise, and there was some turmoil in front of the originally orderly Jieyuan Gate at first glance.

Xue Qing didn't care about this, well, she also wanted to be like this, and under the guidance of the little maid, she and Guo Ziqian entered the garden, but saw that there were many ancient trees on a grand scale, and there were strange rocks and streams dotted with beautiful scenery.

Xue Qing said: "It's a different flavor from Shuangyuan, no wonder Governor Li wanted to borrow it at the beginning, this place is more suitable for the Sect Master." ”

Guo Ziqian said: "Brother, do you still remember what Shuangyuan is like, I was only nervous that time, I didn't see anything, and I can't remember anything." ”

Xue Qing hummed, after all, I have been to Shuangyuan twice, so I am more familiar.

Saying this, they walked on a covered bridge, under the bridge is the lake, at this time there are also various colored lights, fluttering and swaying on the water surface sprinkled colorful lights, Nuan Nuan happily holding on to the railing and pointing to look, Xue Qing and Guo Ziqian also stopped, and saw that there were many people walking around the front and back, or looking at the lights or laughing.

Xue Qing said: "It seems that there are a lot of people here tonight. ”

Guo Ziqian said: "There are about one hundred and twenty people. ”

Xue Qing looked at him a little surprised, and said, "You even know this?"

Guo Ziqian said: "It's about Brother Qingzi, I must inquire clearly and see who is here." ”

Xue Qing was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you." ”

Guo Ziqian smiled: "What is this... But damn it, that Lin Xiucai also came. ”

The two were talking, and someone in front of them shouted three times, and he knew that it was Chu Minghui without looking, he ran over laughing and said, "What kind of lanterns are you still enjoying here, it's really when the lantern festival is coming... Hurry up, hurry up, and I'll be waiting for you. With that, he pulled Xue Qing and left.

Guo Ziqian said carefully, and said crutches and crutches.

Chu Minghui looked at the crutches in Xue Qing's hand and muttered You are too weak, why are you on crutches again, of course, he just said that he didn't care about pulling Xue Qing inward, and came to a waterfront lobby, the hall was wide, there were five rooms, and at this time there were mats, and many people were sitting drinking, laughing, and watching the lanterns on the lake, and there were more than a dozen young people in one of them, and Pei Yanzi was also among them.

Seeing Xue Qing coming, the teenagers greeted each other with a smile.

"Xue Qing, you're late, you're going to compose a poem. They said, "We've already thought about it, so think about it quickly." ”

Before Xue Qing could speak, someone said loudly behind him: "No, you're late, Xue Qing has already made it." ”

The teenagers saw Zhang Liantang and Zhang Shuangtong walking in, and it was Zhang Shuangtong who spoke.

The teenagers were puzzled and asked, Zhang Shuangtong pointed outside with a smile, and said, "Young Master Qingzi just got out of the car, stood in front of the door and chanted a poem, which has already spread at this time." ”

This was really an accident, the teenagers asked one after another, and Zhang Shuangtong read the poem aloud.

Pei Yanzi smiled after hearing this, and said, "Good poetry." "Pick up the pen," name?"

Xue Qing said: "I think of an old person, it's August 15 again, so it's called August 15 night to play the moon and remember Liu Yuxi." ”

Chu Minghui said: "Who is Liu Yuxi?"

Xue Qing said: "It's a person from my hometown. ”

Chu Minghui sighed disappreciatively, Pei Yanzi was already slowly writing on the paper on the side, and the other teenagers gathered around to read.

Pei Yanzi said: "This is the first song, you are lagging behind." The teenagers laughed and hurried back to think of their own poems.

Zhang Liantang sat down beside Xue Qing, looked at her and said, "Young Master Qingzi is menacing this time." ”