The Xingchun team is generally the first of the opera team, followed by the sedan chair of the Jumang god like the master, and then the spring cow, and the back is the bottom of all kinds of opera juggling teams, and their spring children are distributed on both sides of the spring cow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The flower basket in the hand of each spring boy has two grids, the left side is filled with petals and willow leaves and cut small cakes, and the right side is filled with grains.

After a while, Master Wang came over and asked everyone to prepare, Wang Zhuoyun was the leader on the male Chuntong's side, and Shangguan Chaodi was the leader on the female Chuntong's side.

I didn't feel it in the backyard of the county government, but as soon as I came out, I felt that it was so lively outside, with gongs and drums noisy, and many people had already crowded the water at the entrance of the county government.

The daytime programs were dedicated by various opera troupes in the county and town, and most of them were invited by wealthy landlords.

Some of the juggling team has already played outside the county office, which has attracted bursts of applause from everyone, Zeng Anxin is also ready to move, and there are many people who think the same as her, and everyone poked their heads out.

Master Wang said: "Don't worry, these jugglers will perform again at night, and I will ensure that I will show you enough, and there will be a special place to sit, pastries to eat, and now I will do things well, and I will raise my head and chest and stomach, and take out the temperament and posture of a spring child." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone reluctantly withdrew their gaze, began to organize the things in their hands, and prepared to go.

At this moment, a long string of red firecrackers was hung high, and the explosion sounded, and the palanquin drivers who raised the sentence Mangshen like a sedan chair shouted the trumpet, and the crowd immediately automatically gave way. Although the statue of Jumang is draped on the back of the spring cow, the sedan chair still needs to be prepared, but it is a silk cloth and colored paper paste, and the meaning is on the line.

After the sedan chair of the Jumang god, it was the spring ox that had been carried by Gao Da and others, and they did not immediately lift the spring ox, but waved their arms neatly, stomped heavily on the spot, and then shouted the farmer's number, and then lifted the spring ox to the shoulder.

There are many children running around outside the county office, the old people are supporting each other to watch, some girls are afraid of people, so they wear curtain fences to come out, the high-rise buildings on both sides of the road are also crowded with people, and the private rooms inside are full of daughters of each family.

As soon as the spring cow moved, the spring children who were on the same level as the spring cow immediately moved, everyone was smiling, pursing their lips and smiling without showing their teeth, the movement of the arms waving was the same, and even the things they grabbed were spilled out of a height and arc, which was particularly consistent, and the people around them were amazed.

"Wow, this year's Spring Boy is much better than last year. Look at this action, it's a good standard. ”

"Oh, I'm going to grab the spring cakes, I heard my old man say that the spring cakes and dates I grabbed in the spring will not get sick after eating, and I will be in a good mood all year round."

Zeng Anxin grabbed a small handful of petals mixed with willow leaves and snacks, and sprinkled them to both sides, and immediately saw a group of people rushing wildly, including children and adults.

The Xingchun team first went out of the county yamen, went around the county ya, and then went to Humin Street, passed through the Chunyuan archway building out of the county, and then circled the entire county three times.

Although it is three times around the county, it is not to go back to the old road, but every time it is a new road, it is necessary to let the breath of spring reach every household.

No wonder when the spring children audition, Tao Hai Village Chief said that he wanted to assess his physical strength, and after only two turns, some girls couldn't stand it, but they didn't dare to wipe their faces with their sleeves, for fear of wiping off the rouge on their faces, it would be ugly, but fortunately, it was not too hot on this day, and if you hold on for a while, the Spring Festival Ceremony will be over.

But after walking for a long time, the soles of my feet are blistered, and it's true.

There is hardly any pause and rest time in the middle, because the spring cow cannot land on the ground before entering the Liuxian Hall to worship, otherwise it will be unlucky.

Occasionally, if someone is thirsty or inconvenient, and really needs to stop, then they must also carry the spring ox and wait for the exchange of manpower.

The three brothers and sisters of the Zeng family have been very energetic from beginning to end, of course, there is only one reason, Zeng Anxin quietly drank the water of the fairy pond he brought with them, and while people were not paying attention, the three brothers and sisters also nibbled on a few cucumbers and ate a few spring cakes.

Finally after three circles, they arrived at the lobby in front of Liuxian Hall, and when Zeng Gaoda and others carried the spring cow to the statue of Jumang to worship, everyone was relieved.

At this time, the county magistrate Wang Weicheng held the Wing Chun Fu made by Mr. You, stepped forward, and began to recite the Wing Chun Fu to the spring cow.

Naturally, the male and female spring children had no rest, because they had to line up in formation, stand behind the county magistrate, and follow along.

After reciting the Wing Chun Fu, Wang Weicheng rolled up his sleeves, held two in both hands, used the drum handle made of willow wood and the drum made of colored flags, and walked to the big drum in front of the Willow Immortal Hall with serious eyes.

With all his strength, there were three knocks, and each time, the men who carried the spring ox had to stomp heavily on the ground with their feet, making a neat and earth-shattering roar.

This is a metaphor for spring thunder.

Next, the county magistrate handed over the spring hammer to another strong man, walked to the big altar in the middle, held a handful of golden grains, prayed in his mouth, and sprinkled it to the sky after saluting.

Then it was the turn of the spring children to play, Wang Zhuoyun and Zeng Anxin held a basket for each other, according to the rehearsal last night, walked to the front in turn, learned Wang Weicheng's movements, and used the dance movements to make a prayer and salute the artistic conception, and finally sprinkled the five grains into the air, when this order was done, the five grains landed, and the surrounding men let out a shocked cheer again.

When the spring children were scattering grains, the drum beat gradually accelerated, as if beating people's hearts, making everyone's emotions excited.

Zeng Anxin felt happy and wonderful, such an interesting ancient folklore, she couldn't think of it before, but now she can actually participate in it, and she feels more and more motivated.

Although Wang Zhuoyun said that he was usually a little bad, he was not confused when it came to business, and he cooperated with her seamlessly, sometimes even if she changed a little, he could immediately understand it, and contact him at any time, so that the whole action was like a cloud of peers, and it was done in one go.

The drum beat of "Dong Dong Dong ......" is getting more and more exciting, faster and faster, and the male and female spring children have also entered the last dance link, holding each other's hands in the middle of the circle, and the corners of the skirt are flying up like light butterflies, flapping their wings, bringing the hope of spring, the joy of summer, the harvest of autumn, and the expectation of winter.

When the spring children completed the last action and took the ladder, Wang Weicheng knelt three times and finished nine knocks, and the drum beat finally stopped at this time.

The Spring Festival is half done.

"Good, good!" The crowd of onlookers raised their hands and cheered, and many of them spontaneously wore festive clothes, wore colorful flags on their heads, and tied willow leaves or silk silk wrapped around willow leaves around their waists.

Zeng An'an's ears were amazing, and he easily heard a girl next to him, almost falling to the ground, only sighing for his hard work.

After walking for nearly two hours, the kung fu of jumping and dancing two pillars of incense just now is indeed a kind of torture for those delicate young ladies.

"Tired or not?" Suddenly, a very gentle and handsome voice came to his ears.

Zeng Anxin hadn't yet been freed from that magnificent momentum, so he naturally smiled and replied in a glutinous voice: "It's so interesting, not tired at all, what about you?" ”

"I'm not tired." Wang Zhuoyun smiled softly, and suddenly felt that it felt good to speak so peacefully, but why did the two of them fight like black chickens as soon as they met?

"Let's go back, after lunch, take a good rest, there is another show in the afternoon, I heard that you have to perform a show in the evening, can you afford it?" Wang Zhuoyun felt that this harmonious situation should be maintained, so he said with gentle concern.

But at this time, Zeng Anxin had already come back to his senses, so he looked at him in a daze, then raised his hand and touched his forehead, and then pasted it on his forehead, and said very strangely: "I don't have a fever, how can I talk nonsense?" ”

The arrogant young master will care about her, that's something that can't be dreamed of, okay, she doesn't believe it, really think she's a ten-year-old girl?

Wang Zhuoyun's face was dark at that time, he finally put down the shelf, cared about people, and was actually said to be sick.

His handsome face immediately distorted into a cold shape, raised his fist, and made a gesture to hit someone, Zeng Anxin habitually tilted his head to the side, and he laughed angrily: "You, very good, I remember you!" ”

He left in a huff!

Zeng Anxin was simply inexplicably wonderful, it seems that this Young Master Jiang is not only sick, but also ill.

She didn't care about him anymore, and hurried to find the eldest brother and second brother.

The noon meal was eaten in the best Wangjianglou in the county, and it was really very rich, the second brother of the fox carefully picked out the fish bones on the plate, and carried the most tender part of the fish meat to his sister's plate, and asked softly: "I heard that this fish is the characteristic of Wangjianglou, after you eat it, do you feel anything?" ”

Zeng Anxin pursed his lips and smiled and learned his quiet appearance: "Brother wants to ask, can I learn their craft by eating?" ”

The eyes of the second fox brother immediately shone like stars, and he nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

Zeng Anxin deliberately hung his appetite: "I can't do it." ”

The second brother of the fox was dumbfounded, how could it be, there are dishes that the little sister can't cook, he looked at her with that kind of surprised look questioningly, as if to say, you were the host of the gold medal food column in your previous life, and you are also a famous gourmand in the industry, you can't do it, I don't believe it.

"I mean, I can't make the taste of Wangjianglou, I can only make my own taste, but I'm sure that what I make will definitely be ten times better than this taste."

The second brother of the fox suddenly realized, but gradually after thinking about it, he understood that the little sister only needed to go to the fish pond of the leisurely farm to catch a fat big fish, and then use the medicinal herbs and spices in the medicine house as ingredients, and then go to the stone garden in the north to pick some fresh mountain mushrooms, and then add a few drops of fairy pond water when the pot is about to start, which is indeed the best delicacy in the world.

Zeng Aijun pinched Zeng Anxin's nose, and intimately coerced for her the dishes she couldn't eat in the distance.

The table is very large, and some dishes are too far away to stand up at all, but if there are guests at the same table, it seems a bit rude to stand up.

Suddenly, Zeng Anxin thought of something, turned his head sideways to Zeng Gaoda on the side and asked, "Big brother, don't you have a lot of materials in your stone room, you might as well make a rotating table and come out, it must be very popular." ”

Zeng Gao heard the words but did not move, his face was still expressionless, and there was a hint of deep thought in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

An Xin touched him with his arm, he immediately reacted, and looked at his sister suspiciously, Zeng Aijun hurriedly mentioned the idea of the little sister just now, and then he nodded and said: "This is easy, go back and figure out the mechanism of the rotating table, you can make it, you two eat first, I have something to go out for." ”

Zeng Gao walked out in a hurry, and the two brothers and sisters of the Zeng family looked strange, and the two of them were about to follow over to take a look, Zeng Anxin suddenly found that Moqi, the scholar next to Wang Zhuoyun, was waving to her outside the box.

As soon as Zeng Aijun saw Wang Zhuoyun's servant, his face was not good, and he also stood up and said: "Then Wang Zhuoyun wants to embarrass you again, I will accompany you to rectify him well, and see that he is still arrogant?" ”

"Second brother, don't be impulsive, I'll go see first, if he is really too much, I won't let him go, don't you worry about your sister's methods?"

Zeng Aijun was a little relieved, and as soon as he sat down, several young girls came over there, all talking around him, and chirping that they wanted to see his magic tricks.

Zeng Anxin followed Moqi out of the private room, but instead of going downstairs, he turned the corner and went upstairs, this seems to be the most exquisite private room in Wangjiang Tower, what did Wang Zhuoyun ask her to do here?

"Miss Zeng, please come here." Moqi led Zeng Anxin to the Tianzi private room, and knocked on the door, Wang Zhuoyun actually came to Anxin in person, just as Zeng Anxin was about to ask, he put his finger to his lips and let out a soft boo, signaling her not to speak and come in.

What medicine is sold in a gourd? Zeng Anxin thought for a while, but slowly walked in.

There was only one pot of tea on the table in the private room, and there was no food, but the decoration was quite gorgeous, no wonder it cost a hundred taels of silver a day.

"What do you want to do, you don't have to stop eating a meal." Zeng Anxin asked with a cold face.

"Where to eat and watch a drama is lively. Come here, don't make a sound, quietly. Wang Zhuoyun was standing next to a flower pot in the private room, and there was a painting of Yanyu Jiangnan on the wall, and he moved the painting scroll over, revealing a small hole in the wall.

Zeng Anxin glanced at Xiao Kong, only to see many gorgeously dressed girls eating and talking inside, she immediately took a step back and looked at Wang Zhuoyun with a perverted look.

Wang Zhuoyun couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and lowered his voice and said, "You think I'm spying on them?" ”

Zeng Anxin tilted his head, and his eyes were clearly saying, isn't it, you pervert.

Wang Zhuoyun almost jumped to his feet: "Of course not." He thought about his original intention, but still told the truth of the matter, and the contempt on Zeng An's face slowly disappeared.

"This Wangjiang Building is an industry under my name, don't look at these shopkeepers and shopkeepers, they look ordinary, but in fact, they are all kung fu masters and experts in probing and tracking." Wang Zhuoyun looked proud, as if he was showing off.