On the 31st March Festival, Qujiang met Pan Lang.

Today's Zhonglu Pavilion backyard is very noisy.

Sumire squatted on the edge of the couch in a moon-white midcoat, rummaging through boxes to find a spring shirt and skirt.

After looking for a long time, she didn't see the newly cut skirt that the bustard's mother gave her, so she sat on the couch.

At this time, Su Qin, who was in the same room, turned his head, held a small lacquer box in his hand, and shook it at the violet: "Rouge is borrowed for me."

Sumire replied dejectedly, putting on the old dress she had been wearing for the past few days.

"Who's free now, help me put on makeup." Abi's voice came from the other side of the room.

Sumire raised her eyes when she heard the sound, and immediately frowned: "You tie your hair and pick up this face again, what kind of mess it looks like."

"You didn't know about me in a bun or in powder makeup for the first time. Good violet, help. Abi walked over to Sumire and tugged at her aqua sleeves.

Sumire sighed, "Sit down." She took a small peach wood comb in her right hand, pressed the top of Ah Bi's head with her left hand, and combed through Ah Bi's long inky hair one by one.

There are not as many ladies living in the east courtyard as there are in the west courtyard, but the noise is similar.

The three beautiful girls sat in front of their respective dressing mirrors, either combing their hair or wearing flowers.

"What kind of flowers do you think I look good on? Lilac or orchid? Zhao Tan asked, holding a freshly broken flower in one hand.

"Goose egg face, still goes well with the bigger flowers." Mo Xiang took a look at her makeup in front of the diamond mirror, turned her head and said quietly, "Go to the yard and pick two or three hollyhocks." ”

Zhao Tan almost vomited blood when he heard this: "...... Moxiang, you, if you don't hit me for a day, I'm uncomfortable. ”

"yes. It's uncomfortable, and your teeth are very itchy. Mo Xiang added.

Mo Xiang had no expression on her face when she said cold jokes, which made people feel that she was extremely serious and strict.

Mei Sanniang was combing her fairy bun, and when she heard Mo Xiang's words, she couldn't hold her face.

Zhao Tan, who was invincible in the tongue battle, was defeated, and after taking a deep breath, he eased his feelings and said, "Moxiang, what flowers are you wearing?"

"Four seasons begonias." Mo Xiang raised her hand and helped Hua Sheng on her bun.

Zhao Tan stretched his neck to look at the delicate begonia, and thought to himself: The iceberg beauty and the bright flowers are really complementary.

"Begonias are very popular flowers. Aren't you afraid of bumping into other people? Mei Sanniang asked.

It was her first time in Chang'an to celebrate the festival, but she had heard about the festival customs a month ago.

On the day of the Shangsi Festival, people should bathe in incense and purify the unknown.

There are two ways to bathe and cultivate, one is at home and the other is to go to the river.

The nobles of the capital chose to feast on the Qujiang River, and the nobles and geisha were no exception.

Ladies and daughters will always compare with each other when they meet, and the thing that compares is the flower on the head.

- Douhua for short. It is better to have a rare and precious flower name.

"It's fine. It won't be me who loses when fighting flowers. I'm prettier than them, and I'm richer than them. Mo Xiang picked up a piece of snail Dai and filled the corners of her eyebrows.

Zhao Tan was speechless: It's the flower ...... that I'm going to fight today. It's not about beauty, it's not about money, okay......

Mei Sanniang coughed a little embarrassed when she heard this: "Speaking of Huasheng, I haven't thought about it." After all, it's the first time to participate in the flower fight,"

"There are roses, peaches, bergamots, and primroses in the yard. Which do you prefer? I'll pick it up with you later. Zhao Tan leaned over to Mei Sanniang's back, and said with a smile while playing with her green silk.

At this time, Qin Ying knocked on the door and called outside the door: "Ladies hurry up." The bustard mother had been waiting in the hall for a long time. ”

Zhao Tan lifted her skirt and opened the door for Qin Ying: "You came just in time."

“…… How? Seeing her happy face, Qin Ying suddenly felt a little bad in her heart. Before she could take two steps back, she was caught by Zhao Tan.

"Let me tell you, on the day of the Shangsi Festival, everyone has to wear flowers." Her smile deepened.

“…… So, so what? "Qin Ying was teased once by Zhong Luge's ladies, and now she wants to run away when she sees their laughter.

Zhao Tan patted Qin Ying's hand with great interest and said, "So I'm going to find you a flower to wear."

Looking at Qin Ying's embarrassed expression, Zhao Tan's feelings had obviously improved. This is the legendary method of diversion of calamity.

Mei Sanniang put the last strand of green silk on the plate, and hurriedly carried her skirt out of the room.

When he went out, he saw something strange on Qin Ying's head from a distance.

Qin Ying's hair bun was neatly wrapped in kudzu cloth, but now there was a golden flower next to it.

"This bergamot flower, you are not allowed to pick it after the Shangsi Festival." Zhao Tan said with a smile, regardless of how nondescript Qin Ying looked like this.

The literati and writers who were good friends with Zhao Tan would never have imagined that she was famous for her poetry in Chang'an, and she became lively, and she completely changed.

Qin Ying's face darkened, but he didn't take the flowers down immediately.

At the same time, Mei Sanniang and Zhao Tan had already selected flower hairpins among the flowers in the yard.

When everyone in the backyard arrived at the hall of Zhonglu Pavilion, the bustard's mother said, "Mei Xuan will take the car to Qujiang first after breakfast." Qin Ying, you go with her. ”

"Yes." Qin Ying bowed his head and saluted.

"As for those of you who don't participate in the Qujiang Palace banquet, you can go out whenever you want. But the time must come back. The bustard's mother took the phoenix eyes and glanced at the geisha present.

Everyone obediently responded and knelt down a few times in front of them.

Each had a few things on their tables. In addition to the main dish, there are two plates of dim sum. The bright cherry Biluo is delicate and delicious, and the delicate red date dumplings are mouth-watering.

Qin Ying was not qualified to serve the table, but just watched the people in front of him eat quietly. The dishes and chopsticks collide, and from time to time they rub to make a sound.

Mei Sanniang was the first to leave the table, and Qin Ying followed her with lowered eyes.

Walking to the side of the car, Qin Ying found that the little guy who was driving the car was still the one he was familiar with.

She said happy holidays to the little guy, and the little guy who was driving the car turned red.

Qin Yingzheng was inexplicable, and heard a sentence, "You really look like a lady like this." The old blood she pressed down almost spurted out.

- What do you mean by "really looking like a lady"? It's just a lady, but it's just wearing men's clothes!

The moment the car left, the little guy tightened the reins and turned to the people in the car: "There are so many tourists, the car can only be placed here."

Qin Ying was also startled when she lifted the curtain. It is no exaggeration to describe it as a sea of people.

The Qujiang River meanders in a corner of Chang'an City, and its name originates from the "Qushui Liuzhen" in the "Lanting Collection Preface". Its river course was originally very tortuous, but after being repaired by Emperor Wen of Sui, the reality and name became more and more appropriate.

Because the Shangsi Festival has the custom of stepping into the green and playing in the water, Qujiang has become the best place for people to go today.

On the bank of the Qujiang River, there is a wooden plank road on one side, and an open grassland on the other.

The meadow is divided into several pieces by colorful splendid tents. Sitting inside is usually the grandson of the noble queen of the sect.

As for those light and translucent tents, there are ordinary people and Pingkangfang prostitutes.

When passing through the curtain tent, you can still hear the words and smiles coming from the tent.

In order to protect the jade in Mei Sanniang's arms, Qin Ying walked in front of her.

"Where do you want to meet?" Afraid that Mei Sanniang wouldn't hear clearly, Qin Ying asked word by word.

Mei Sanniang held her body tightly and tried her best to keep a distance from Qin Ying: "It was said that we met on the first floor of the silk boat, but I can't see the shadow of the silk boat."

Qin Ying took Mei Sanniang's hand and took her to the edge of the Qujiang River.

Came to the railing of the best plank road in the field of vision. Qin Ying pointed to the silk boat he had just found and said, "Look."

The silk boat in the center of the river is not supported, only drifting with the wind. The four corners are hung with colored silk brocade, and the window lattices are covered with white silk yarn.

Qin Ying grabbed the railing and leaned out half of his body towards Jiang Xin, waving the handkerchief in his hand vigorously, hoping that the boatman on the silk boat would see it.

The silk boat docked, and a middle-aged lady walked out of it.

She politely said to Mei Sanniang: "Is it the musician of the teaching workshop?" The lady has been delayed for some time, please get on the boat alone. ”

Mei Sanniang realized that she was being teased. She stepped on the side of the boat with Qin Ying's support and said:

"Wait for me at the driver's desk, I'll be back in an hour or two."

Qin Ying nodded in agreement, and said to Mei Sanniang: "Then I'll go to Qujiang elsewhere first."