"Change!"

On March 16, on the heavenly street outside the imperial city, densely packed with people, accompanied by the singing of the master of ceremonies, the jinshi who had already received the official robes put on green robes, stepped on the official boots, held the wat board in their hands, and then straightened up and raised their heads.

He is not alone, his wife and grandson, and the entire household registration that he continues will be an official registration, and their family will be glorified for it, and the sons and nephews in the family will have the opportunity to be supported, and the taxes and labor will be reduced or reduced, and the chicken and dog will ascend to heaven.

"Shane!"

Accompanied by the singing of the master of ceremonies, everyone who has officially become the minister of the Son of Heaven bowed to the emperor on the gate of the city.

"Hairpin flowers!"

The golden silk palace flowers were held over, and whether they were old or young, they did not hesitate to put them on their sideburns.

"Playing music!"

The court servants who had been waiting for a long time immediately played the music, and a group of small yellow doors lit firecrackers, and the heavenly street was suddenly bustling.

"Officials, please get on board!"

The high-quality horses, which were carefully selected in red and hung with color, were brought out, and the horsemen, who were also dressed in new clothes, shouted and bowed.

Finally become officials!

At this moment, many people were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and there were even more people who cried bitterly.

The excitement did not stop at this moment, and under the leadership of the champion, a team of more than 400 people walked slowly along the street towards the outside of the imperial city.

The forbidden army opened the way, the drums followed, and the flags flew. The whole capital was boiling.

"Look. Look. It's coming, it's coming. ”

Compared with the solemn bustle of the Imperial City, where the Son of Heaven is present, the people on the street at this time are full of catharsis.

Although there is a forbidden army to protect each other, there are already soldiers and horses in the five cities and soldiers of Fu Yin on the street holding sticks to maintain the block, but they still can't stop the enthusiasm of the people, and the boudoir women who occupied a good position half a month ago threw down the silk and all kinds of flowers in their hands and passed all the way. Like a goddess scattering flowers.

Because of the large number of people, and because the people let the jinshi enjoy this moment more, the team marched very slowly.

A jinshi walking in front of him was blocked by the falling silk, and he hurriedly raised his hand to take it down, and this slight upward movement made the screams of the women on both sides even stronger.

This thirty-five-year-old Jinshi, who was dedicated to studying, couldn't help but look at it boldly, and his eyes were full of flowers, smiling like flowers, and with his look, a group of women in the window on the second floor suddenly exploded like firecrackers. The screams were deafening.

Jinshi is excited and shy, this experience is once in a lifetime without regrets.

"Why do you walk so slowly?"

In the midst of the uproar. A word came to my ears.

Walking slowly? Still people who dislike walking slowly?

Jinshi couldn't help but look back, and saw that the one behind him, who was supposed to be some distance away, had come up at some point, and was about to bump into his horse.

This is a young jinshi, wearing a green robe makes his face more jade-like, and the trembling golden flower on his sideburns does not look funny like other jinshi, but looks appropriate, or rather, his face overshadows the flower's demeanor.

For this young man who has reached the age of nineteen, the thirty-five-year-old Jinshi can hardly hide his envy, envy his youth, envy his beauty, and envy his family background.

"Brother Fang Jin."

The young jinshi smiled at him, bowed his hand to express some apologies, and collected the horse.

This laugh made the cries of the women around them even more enthusiastic.

Fang Jin's horse was almost frightened, but fortunately the groom held on tightly.

"Senior Brother Qin, it's a slow walk ahead, don't worry." He said, gesturing forward.

Fang Jin pointed to the back again.

"There's probably no rush in the future." He laughed.

The one behind Qin Shisanlang was indeed not in a hurry, and he slowly distanced himself from him.

Qin Shisanlang smiled slightly, said please again, and looked over Fang Jin to look forward, as if he was looking for something.

Looking for what? What are you in a hurry to do?

Fang Jin had doubts in his heart, but this was not the time to doubt, he didn't care about questioning other people's affairs, he wanted to enjoy his moment at this moment.

The procession marched forward under the cheers of the crowd, and suddenly there was a commotion in front of them.

"What's wrong?"

"It's the little lady Zhu of Desheng Building who dances for the jinshi."

The words came one after another, making the crowd more lively, and they all looked over there, while the ranks of the jinshi slowly approached step by step.

The colorful building in front of Desheng Building is bright, but there is no platform downstairs, but only a big drum.

"Little Lady Zhu is dancing and encouraging!"

"Look, little lady Zhu is dancing!"

"This is in addition to the Lantern Festival, Zhu Xiaoniang is dancing in front of people! It's worth a thousand gold! ”

The royal drum music has taken the lead, and then the approaching new science and technology scholars can hear the drums played by Zhu Xiaoniang with dance steps, whether rapid or slow, dull or high-pitched, the people on the drums are swaying, wrapped in gorgeous clothes in winter, outlining the delicate figure, wearing a high crown, and the hanging beads sparkle with the rotating sun.

The Jinshi at the front was reluctant to take a step, and the one behind was anxious to see, and the groom leading the way was also dumbfounded, and the team froze for a while.

Fortunately, the forbidden army found out in time to urge it, so as not to mess up.

Little Lady Zhu's eyes looked at the young Jinshi with a smile and nodded in admiration, but she was not as obsessed as others, but as soon as she looked back, she looked straight ahead, and gradually moved away, without even turning her head.

He didn't know that it wasn't for everyone, but just for him.

"It's a lifetime to remember." Fang Jin muttered and looked back.

The young jinshi didn't know when he followed up again.

"yes, yes." Qin Shisanlang said with a slight smile, looked ahead, and suddenly stretched out his hand, "Look." ”

What to see?

Fang Jin hurriedly looked over, on the street in front of him, on the street window, there were crowds cheering and waving, and there was no special thing like Zhu Xiaoniang's wonderful person to dance and cheer up.

"Immortal Residence." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile.

Fang Jin looked over and saw a restaurant with colorful flags fluttering, a fairy residence.

Of course, he also knew. Although I came to Beijing to study behind closed doors. But after the provincial test a few days ago. The people in the family also invited him to the immortal house to congratulate him.

In early spring, it is indeed wonderful to eat a pot of passing fairies.

But....

"If Senior Brother Qin wants to eat, he has to eat the Qionglin Banquet first." He chuckled under his breath.

Qin Shisanlang looked ahead, and slowly approached the Immortal Residence with the horse.

"Not necessarily." He said with a slight smile.

Not necessarily?

Fang Jin was puzzled again, looked up, and saw that there were many people standing in front of the immortal, and when he saw the team approaching, the shopkeeper led by him clenched his fists high.

"Immortal Residence. Offering wine to the officials. He exclaimed.

Libation?

The jinshi were a little surprised, what was so strange about the wine...

But as soon as the thought flashed, the street suddenly roared, and the crowd rushed over like a tumbling wave.

“… Is it made by your owner? ”

The crowd shouted.

The shopkeeper smiled and bowed his hand.

"Yes."

The crowd was even more surging.

"Is it Maoyuan Mountain?"

The shopkeeper laughed.

"Naturally not, Maoyuan Mountain is unique to Maoyuan Mountain, and official wine is brewed exclusively by officials."

The crowd was rolling, and the forbidden army in front and the errand officers on the left and right were squeezed to the point where they couldn't stand.

"What's wrong?" People from the left and right asked one after another.

"This damn immortal dwelling is going to offer wine again." Someone said, I can't help but look up at the sky. "I hope these new section officials don't get drunk on the streets, and they can't even participate in the emperor's Qionglin banquet. That's a story for the ages. ”

The shallow marigolds are filled with several cases, and they are dazzling in the daylight, making the elixir even more attractive.

"You're not going to get drunk, are you?" The first champion to take the marigold couldn't help but ask, can't you lose your temper at the Qionglin banquet.

Besides, this wine is really so good?

Seeing his hesitation, the eyes around him were like wolves.

"You don't eat it for me!"

The roar was like thunder.

Zhuangyuan's frightened hand trembled slightly, how could these people who originally looked at themselves with eager eyes nailed their eager eyes to their hands at this time?

Is this wine really that good?

"This official brewed to wish the officials to ascend to Sendai, and to cheer up, and did not dare to mess with the officials' steps to ascend to the immortals." The shopkeeper laughed.

Looking at the surroundings and eager to eat his own gaze, the champion couldn't hold on any longer, raised his head and drank the wine, his eyes suddenly widened, and he made two mmmmmmmm

"Good wine!"

Zhuangyuan didn't say a word, and the people around him couldn't help but shout when they looked at him, as if they had eaten it themselves.

Good wine, good wine, but it's a pity that this wine is only made for officials.

"Isn't it for sale either?" The crowd of onlookers shouted.

The shopkeeper laughed.

"We don't sell private wine." "It's just a gesture of affection from our hosts," he said. ”

The crowd suddenly mourned, and watched as the jinshi stepped forward one by one to take the marigold.

"Then I have to take the Jinshi exam."

Many people clapped their hands and clapped their legs and shouted fiercely about it.

The shopkeeper here holds a marigold in both hands.

"Congratulations to Qin Langjun." He said.

With this sound, the Immortal Residence guys beside him bowed down and shouted in unison.

This woman!

Qin Shisanlang couldn't help laughing, reached out to take the marigold, and drank it all.

He walked forward, and when he heard the people behind him praise the good wine, he couldn't help but turn around again, looking at the envious eyes on the street, and at the other Jinshi who stepped forward one by one, with a smile on his face.

They don't know that it's not for everyone, but just for him.

The Qionglin banquet was over, and Qin Shisanlang returned home at the beginning of the day, and he walked into the house with a little drunkenness.

"Congratulations to the Thirteenth Prince."

The male and female servants who stood in front of them sang their promises in unison, and saluted at the same time.

"Reward." Qin Shisanlang smiled and raised his hand.

The dustpan that had been prepared long ago was immediately carried over, and handfuls of money were spilled.

"Congratulations to the junior official Qin."

The male and female servants sang in unison again.

Qin Shisanlang laughed and raised his hand again.

"Reward."

From the thirteenth prince to the Qin petty official, this is a leap and a new life.

The hall was brightly lit, and Qin Shijiao and Mrs. Qin sat in it, looking at Qin Shisanlang who came under the support of the servants.

"Thank you, father and mother." Qin Shisanlang dressed solemnly, kneeling and kowtowing.

Looking at the son who kowtowed, Mrs. Qin's tears glistened under the lamp.

She never thought that there would be such a day, of course, she didn't ask her son to be in the picture, she just wanted her son to live a real wanton and free life, real happiness, like all people.

Now, it's finally a dream come true.

"Thirteen."

Mrs. Qin raised her feet and walked forward, greeting her son, who was walking slowly.

Qin Shisanlang smiled.

"Mother, I'm not drunk, so you don't need to send me back personally." He laughed.

"I'm not sending you back, I'm asking you to see those congratulatory gifts." Mrs. Qin said with a smile.

Qin Shisanlang shook his head even more.

"What's the urgency of the congratulatory gift, it's not too late to see it tomorrow." He said.

"Nope." Mrs. Qin looked back and smiled, "Everyone else's is fine, but I want to see what Mrs. Cheng is sending." ”

Qin Shisanlang was stunned.

Cheng Niangzi?

"Haven't you already sent it yet?" He asked.

Did you bring some of that wine to your home?

"Come on." Mrs. Qin had already walked into his courtyard, looked at the closed door, and stretched out her hand with a smile, "Miss Banqin has explained, I can only open it when you come." ”

Is there really any? In addition to the official brewing on the street, there are others?

The smile on Qin Shisanlang's face spread, and his steps quickened.

"Childe." The maidservants standing at the door salute.

Qin Shisanlang stood still in front of the door and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

There were no lights in the house, and there were only three or two lanterns under the porch, which were dim and dim, and it was impossible to see the room clearly for a while.

"Childe, please." The maidservants said, and the lanterns streamed in.

One lamp, two lights, three lights, the room lit up, and as it lit up, Qin Shisanlang's expression standing in front of the door gradually became surprised.

Oh my God, what did he see.

Gorgeous, graceful, blooming one by one....

"Peony!"

Mrs. Qin stood at the door and shouted in surprise.

"A lot of peonies!"

Peony! Blooming, half-opened, budding peonies!

Qin Shisanlang slowly raised his feet and walked into the hall, in March, the peony in Luozhou is in full bloom, I heard people describe the peony during the day to enjoy the gorgeous and dazzling, and the peony under the lamp at night to enjoy the graceful dust.

When he was a child, he went to Luozhou once to see it, and he was amazed, but in the end, it was because of the stump of his leg, although he wanted to go again, but he never made the trip.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he saw it again.

It was in his hall that he was able to visit the Peony Garden at night.

The lights came on one by one, and Mrs. Qin could see the room clearly, with an unbelievable expression.

Unfolding in the living room is a six-foot-long scroll, unfolded by four maids, and other maids carrying lanterns scattered around the left and right, the lights are shining, so that no less than a hundred peonies on it loom as if they were real and illusory.

"My dear mother."

Mrs. Qin couldn't help muttering in her heart, only to feel that her heart was surging, she wanted to say something but had nothing to say, but her eyes couldn't help but be hot for a while.

Qin Shisanlang laughed, shook his sleeves and turned around, and sat on the ground in front of the hall painting.

"Bring the wine! Bring the wine! ”

He shouted, high-fived and laughed as he read the words along the lamp.

"In the past, it was not enough to boast, but now there is no end to debauchery. The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day. [Note 1]

The spring breeze is proud, and you can see all the Chang'an flowers in one day!

This life and this life are this day, and it is enough to have this day.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man who was drinking for pleasure simply lay on the ground, looking at the picture scroll next to him, and dumping the wine jug at the same time, drunk and smiling, half drunk and half asleep.

Sitting under the porch, still reluctant to leave, Mrs. Qin, who was stupidly looking at the peony picture under the lamp, couldn't help but exhale.

"It's always men who spoil their daughters, and the beacon fire drama is only for the beauty to smile, I only know today that my daughter's family can also be so pampered and coaxed men." She muttered.

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Note 1: "After Dengke", Meng Jiao (Tang). (To be continued......)