As he spoke, Suo Liangyin had already come to him, and Mi Shi didn't want to say more, so he only smiled and took her hand, praised it, and said some gossip, and received the blessing of Master Pulling. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The time is coming to an end, and it is almost believed that the lights in the mansion are burning, and the lights of the city are gradually lit.

The people who stood in front of the Zhechong Mansion were clearly oppressive, but there was silence as if no one was there, and the solemn and shocking big drum sounded forty-nine times in a muffled manner, and the two vermilion lacquer doors of the Zhechong Mansion suddenly opened, and Fu Tanyan and Han Meng walked out of the door, both of them with tense faces, as if they were not very interested in this grand ceremony, but the large and small bureaucrats behind them happily put on a posture of enjoying with the people one by one.

The people do not have many opportunities to see officials on weekdays, but today they can see all the senior officials in Shazhou at one time, so they have to be excited, and they can get rid of some timidity by taking advantage of the New Year's Festival, and they are not afraid of seeing the official family, and the crowd has added a lot of noise.

There are a lot of Yunying women to be married in the crowd, from the noble girls of the high families to the ordinary people, Su Ri has heard people talk about the half-bearded captain of the Zhichong Mansion, who is handsome and outstanding, but today is a good opportunity, so don't hurry up and take a few sneak peeks by the light.

The big drum shook again, the noisy voices stopped, and the music filled the sky in an instant, and the five voices on the pedestal were like lotus flowers in their hands, stepping on auspicious clouds, and dancing the "Deer King Bunsheng" that is rare to see on weekdays.

The people of Dunhuang all believe in Buddhism, and they can witness such a grand dance and music offering on the first day, how can they miss it.

A tall tent barrier was erected on both sides of the pedestal, one side was for the officials such as Fu Yanyan to set up a seat to sit and watch, on the other side near the bench was the Feng Ling and the Kang couple who were doing the east were sitting, and a little away from the pedestal was the Suojia tent barrier, and gradually erected several large families and wealthy merchants in Dunhuang City.

The rest of the clearing was filled with people, and from the top of the place, you could only see patches of black and gray-white heads, dotted with scarves and hairpin rings of various colors.

Fu Tanyan stood up and scanned the crowd back and forth a few times, then turned his head to Zhang Boyong behind him and asked: "There are many people today, and it is easy to be crowded and trampled on each other, can the county government arrange it properly?" ”

Zhang Boyong hurriedly got up and replied: "The lieutenant is at ease, the subordinate has been well placed." ”

Fu Yanyan nodded, sat down at the table, and said no more. His eyes swept to the canopy barrier opposite, and because he was far away, he only vaguely saw a slightly familiar figure, which seemed to be looking at his side, and he immediately looked away and turned to the deer king Bunsen who was dancing on the shelf.

The sound on the shelf is dancing to the nine-colored deer king walking leisurely in the forest, the Sanskrit sound is light, and the wind spirit is the same as the people in the audience, staring and watching. Suddenly, someone touched her arm lightly, and when she turned around, she saw that Ah Mi was holding a small narrow wooden box and glaring at her.

Feng Ling glanced at the Kang couple who were engrossed, quietly retreated from the tent, and followed Ah Mi outside.

"Auntie, look." Ah Mi spread the small wooden box in his hand to her, "Just before I entered the tent barrier, someone hurriedly stuffed it into my hand, and only dropped the sentence 'to your little lady' and ran away." ”

Feng Ling hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand to open the wooden box, and a deer-shaped golden hairpin made of red gold caught her eye, she carefully picked up the golden hairpin, rubbed the red gem set with a deer's eye a few times, and muttered: "This kind of gift is also unusual......

"Auntie...... "Ah Mi exclaimed in a low voice, "Look, there's a note in the box." ”

The wind spirit grabbed the golden hairpin in one hand, and reached into the wooden box with the other, pulling out a note folded into thin strips.

By the light of the glittering lamp on the shelf, she shook off the paper, there were only a few sentences on the paper, she only glanced at it, and then she seemed to have lost her soul, and the deer-shaped golden hairpin in her hand fell to the ground with a "dang long" sound, and looked around in a panic.

Ah Qi was full of doubts, and just wanted to bend down to pick it up, but the wind spirit seemed to be frightened, and shouted: "Don't pick it up!" It made Ah Qi tremble, and tears almost burst into his eyes.

Ah Qi knew the words, she took the note in the hand of the wind spirit with the courage, but saw that the font on the paper was clumsy and ugly, and then looked at it, and wrote: "Gu Niangzi loves the deer king Bunsheng Sutra, so she will use this hairpin to offer, the first day of the festival, when you celebrate with the beauty, how can you be alone?" At the end of the paragraph, the words "Ashina Helu" were mentioned in all directions.

Ah Qi was already cautious, these five words scared her into a bluff, the paper in her hand was as hot as a fire, she trembled her fingers to crumple the paper into a ball, and pulled Feng Ling's sleeve at a loss, "Auntie...... Auntie, this, how can this be related to that person? ”

Feng Ling came back to his senses suddenly, mustered up the courage to pick up the deer-shaped golden hairpin on the ground, inhaled two mouthfuls of dry and cold air deeply, and gradually calmed down to sort out this sudden "congratulatory gift".

She turned the golden hairpin from side to side in her hand, and the bright red deer eyes were very dazzling. On closer inspection, it looks like it has been worn for a long time, and it is not newly made.

The wind spirit snorted coldly, and I don't know which caravan it robbed, robbed the bitter master's belongings, this hairpin is about the original owner is very cherished, although it is an old thing, it is very well maintained.

But how did he know that today she asked to play the deer king's Bunsheng Sutra?

What is the performance was decided after the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and the people who knew it were not only the monks and voices of Fachang Temple who knew it, but even the Kang couple did not show a word. And they learned that it was only the middle of the day.

Today's noon...... Under the contemplation of the wind spirit, a layer of fine cold sweat appeared on his back, that is, Ashina Helu got the news at noon today, and rushed to Dunhuang City with a deer-shaped golden hairpin. Not sooner or later, he chose to send the golden hairpin at this moment, and he also knew that the performance would start at this time.

So, is he outside or inside the city right now? Did you come alone or did you gather troops under the city?

Every time Feng Ling thought about a question, her heart seemed to be covered with an extra layer of frost, and she panicked with cold. Not daring to think any further, she spun around and hurried towards the tent where Fu Yanyan was.

Her tent and the tarnished barrier were opposite each other, and the middle was crowded with people watching the dance and listening to the scriptures, and the distance of about twenty or thirty paces made her walk extremely difficult, pushing and squeezing, so that her not tall body was almost lost several times. Fortunately, the foundation of the body is good, so that the strength is not enough to be pushed down and trampled on.

It was easy to be less than ten steps away, but the robe behind her was pulled by force, and when I turned around, I saw Ah Qi pulling the silk belt around her waist with a frightened face, and I didn't know how she squeezed in.

"Auntie! Where are you going? Exactly, exactly, how is this said? "Ah Qi's eyes are red, if he hadn't been too scared and forgot to shed tears, I'm afraid the tears would have been on his face a long time ago." Which one is Xu who deliberately makes people stubborn? ”

Because she was afraid of being frightened, the wind spirit never mentioned to her about Helu, and Ah Qi didn't know who was smiling with the wind spirit.

Feng Ling's heart is like a mirror, this is absolutely impossible to promote narrow frolic, she wants to explain to Ah Qi, but she can't say a word when she opens her mouth, the cause and effect, entanglement, there is no way to talk about it.

Even she thinks about this matter is absurd and can't argue clearly, how can others believe it?

Feng Ling looked up at the opposite canopy that was sitting as straight as a bronze bell, and then looked back at Ah Qi behind him, and his heart sank.

and what Ah Qi can't explain, how to explain it to him. Just delay and ask: Why did he want to give him a golden hairpin? She was speechless.

In other words, she could ignore the delayed questioning, or delicately push his question aside, but this matter is extraordinary, and Ashina Helu is implicated, and saying more or less is a big crime of collaborating with the enemy, and it is not good to connect the whole clan.

Feng Ling's heart turned over the river and the sea, and his feet seemed to be tied and locked, and he couldn't take another step forward.

As she was struggling, she suddenly felt a small scream of exclamation coming from far away and falling into her ears. At first, she just thought that she was upset and noisy, and her hearing was poor, but the voice appeared several times one after another, and each time it became more and more recognizable.

In a moment, no matter how chaotic the vocal music was, she could be sure that there were really people screaming and shouting "Turks are coming" from a distance, and there were no less than a dozen people.

Feng Ling's eyes widened and he looked around at the unconscious people around him, and then looked up at the tent in front of him, and Fu Yanyan must have heard the cry, and he had already stood up from the banquet, his face as heavy as iron.