After spring ploughing, it is the time when the green and yellow are not harvested. After so many years of unfavorable weather, very few people have grain in stock, and although the price of rice has been suppressed now, there are still some people who cannot even afford cheap rice.

Soon it was early April, and the first festival was the Winter Food Festival.

The Cold Food Festival, also known as the "Non-Smoking Festival", "Cold Festival", and "Hundred and Five Festivals", is generally one or two days before the Qingming Festival. On the day of the Winter Food Festival, smoking is prohibited and only cold food is eaten. And in the development of later generations, the customs such as sacrificial sweeping, stepping on the green, swinging, juju, hooking, and fighting eggs were gradually added, and the cold food festival of the Great Sui was the first major sacrifice day after the Spring Festival.

In ancient times, the Cold Food Festival was also called the "Non-Smoking Festival", and every family was forbidden to light a fire and eat cold food. The Great Sui also complied, that is to say, on the day of the Cold Food Festival, cold food must be eaten all day long, and no fireworks are allowed. Cold food includes cold porridge, cold noodles, cold syrup, green rice and dumplings, etc.; Cold food offerings include noodle swallows, snake rabbits, jujube cakes, fine barley, god food, etc.; There are dozens of kinds of beverages, such as spring wine, new tea, and sweet water. Most of them have profound meanings, such as sacrificing snakes and rabbits, and there is a saying that "snakes and rabbits must be rich", which means that they hope that the people will be rich and the country will be strong; Zi pushes Yan, takes the Jiexiu dialect "Nian Nian" and does not forget to introduce the high wind and bright festival .......

Before Emperor Yang of Sui crossed over, worshipping the ancestors was not on the Qingming Festival, but on the Cold Food Festival. The Cold Food Festival was regarded as a "wild sacrifice" in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Later, it evolved into a royal memorial mausoleum; The government sacrifices to the Confucian temple and the sages; The people went to the graves and waited. When a family or a clan goes to the ancestral cemetery together, sacrifices, adds soil, hangs paper money, and then scatters Zitui Yan and snake and rabbit on the top of the tomb and rolls down, threads it with willow branches or pimple needles, and places it in a high place in the house, meaning to touch the ancestor Deze.

In addition to some of the above activities, there are also activities such as planting willows in the cold, hiking, swinging, and juju.

The willow is a symbol of the cold food festival, and it was originally the meaning of nostalgia for the promotion of the pursuit of politics and clarity. As early as the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there is a record of "breaking willows and inserting willows in the cold food days of Jianghuai", and it is also popular in Anhui, Suzhou and other places to wear mustard flowers, and wear wheat leaves instead of willow branches. According to the records of historical books in various places: "Insert willows in the grave", "fold willow branches and mark the household", "insert them in the eaves and insert willows between the stoves", "also wear the head or tie the clothes belt", "the bottle is stored and dedicated to the Buddha God", "the door is inserted into the willow", so the folk have "Qingming (cold food) does not wear willows, and the red face becomes a white head".

In addition, during the Cold Food Festival, there are many activities such as feasting, flower appreciation, cockfighting, carving chickens, pulling hooks (tug-of-war), drilling wood for fire, flying kites, fighting grass, throwing rocks (tile and stone utensils) and many other activities, and the lively energy is not inferior to the modern carnival.

Of course, these activities will only be held in the harvest year of Guotai and Min'an, and they usually go to the grave to worship their ancestors every year. This year is the first year of Shengkang, the queen is pregnant, at the end of March, many courtiers have excerpts to say that this cold food festival will open a big party for the whole country to celebrate, everyone will have a good skin.

After discussing with Mu Fushu for a long time, it was decided that this carnival would still be held, not to mention anything else, it was necessary to bring out some food when the green and yellow were not available.

On the second day of April in the first year of Shengkang, two days before the Cold Food Festival, an edict was issued from the Daming Palace in Chang'an, announcing to the world: since mid-April, those who have no food at home can go to the government to receive grain with the help of fish charms, and only need to draw a postponement and return it according to the amount when the grain is harvested in the next season. If there is no farmland, it can be returned at an equivalent price within one year.

With the edict issued, truckloads of grain were transported to various places, although not all of them were white rice, but they were all new grains, and there was no old grain for the next year.

Cui Yuanqi was once again surprised by the continuous flow of official warehouses, and the official warehouses were still full after two whole days, he almost doubted whether this official warehouse was a cornucopia, why couldn't it be filled?

San Lang felt sorry for Mu Fushu, and he was busy working alone in the space. Father-in-law Xi is careful, and he always feels that the spirit of the saint is not quite right in the past two days, and the muscles on his body are tightened......

On the day of the Winter Food Festival, the eight gates of Chang'an City are all set up food stalls, the palace people from the palace will make the pastries according to the head of the distribution, each person who has taken the pastries will print a seal on his hand, this chapter can not be wiped off with water, it will be washed off every other day.

Two pastries for one person, except for children, of course, adults can't eat enough, but this is the pastry in the palace, the pastry issued by the saint and the queen! Many people carefully treasure the pastries after receiving them, as if they are ready to be offered as family heirlooms.

Mu Fushu and San Lang changed their clothes and went shopping happily among the people.

On the day of the Winter Food Festival, no fireworks are allowed, and all restaurants and restaurants have changed to sell cold food and pastries, and business is still very hot. There is also a high platform set up at the entrance of Fuguifang and Wenyuanfang, and there are swings and poetry competitions.

Mu Fushu has never seen a swing race, but this time it was an eye-opener: the swing shelf is set on a high platform, at least ten meters from the ground, the rope is very strong and stout, and a lot of ribbons are tied on it, and a string of golden copper bells is hung on the ribbons.

When Mu Fushu arrived, there was a little lady wearing a pink dress who was competing, and many people next to her were counting the "thirteen, fourteen, fifteen......" flowing long skirts, jingling melodious bells, thrilling swinging, which made Mu Fushu breathtaking.

Seeing that she was eager to try, San Lang hurriedly held her down, touched her belly with one hand and said, "You are not allowed to go, don't frighten my child." ”

Mu Fushu sneered: "My child must be a bold one, what are you afraid of swinging?" ”

Saburo pulled down his face rarely, took her hand and walked out. Mu Fushu looked back at the little lady as he walked, the melodious bell was still ringing, and it was already twenty-two below.

The two walked along the street again, and saw that there were stalls selling trinkets on the side, all of which were made of bamboo and wood, and there were all kinds of insects and animals, pen holders, pen holders, and hairpin jewelry...... The handiwork is very delicate and simple.

Women like this kind of gadget, Mu Fushu is the same, he is very happy to look at it, he lowers his head and picks it endlessly, and the green smoke and forget worries that follow behind him are already full in his hands, but Her Royal Highness the Queen said: "...... This is the ...... of green smoke The ...... of holding the piano"

The queen doesn't forget them when she buys things, even if she takes more, she is willing.

Here Mu Fushu bought in full swing, and San Lang also bought several embroideries at the stall next door, although the material is not very good, it is better than the good meaning, what pomegranate blossoms, mandarin ducks playing in the water......

The people who followed couldn't bear to look at this picture, and the two most noble people in Da Sui were buying big at the stalls like countrymen who had never seen the world!

San Lang came back with the embroidery, and was about to unfold it for Mu Fushu to see, when a surprised voice sounded beside him: "Yang Sanlang!" ”

This shout was earth-shattering.

Even though the guards and palace people who followed knew that the emperor's surname was Yang Xingsan, but he was shouted out in front of the public like this, how much courage should this person have! What a death!

And poor Zhou Lang didn't connect this Yang Sanlang with the emperor at all.

Mu Fushu was also taken aback by this excited and somewhat transfigured voice, and when he turned his head, he had already held down the sleeve arrow with one hand.

As a result, Lang Jun, who died a big death, really knew him, it was Zhou Langjun who was chased by the famous flower and broke his leg.

Since they are acquaintances, Saburo also suppressed the surrounding Imperial Forest Army.

Zhou Lang looked energetic, his foot injury was healed, and the servant who followed him last time also looked happy and nodded at San Lang.

Mu Fushu walked to San Lang's side, Zhou Lang couldn't help himself with excitement, and said in a stacked voice: "Thank you Yang Sanlang for your advice, I have already obtained the qualification for the children's examination, and I can participate in the government examination in May!" ”

San Lang smiled and said: "This is also your real ability, otherwise it would be useless for me to recommend." ”

Zhou Langjun thought about saying a few more words to San Lang, although San Lang wanted to leave, he couldn't wipe his face. Mu Fushu looked at the stalls around boredly, and suddenly a dazzling light flashed in the corner of his eye, as if someone was playing with a mirror reflecting the sun's rays.

At that moment, Mu Fushu's mind was extremely clear, and the instinct accumulated in the jungle in her previous life suddenly woke up, she first pushed Fei Kuai Saburo away, and then raised her hand to shoot three arrows in a row.

This happened almost in two seconds to silence the whole street, San Lang fell on Zhou Lang, and the unlucky Zhou Lang's foot was injured again, because it happened suddenly, Zhou Lang still maintained the action of hitting the street, one foot twisted unnaturally and did not cry out in pain, but looked at the three sleeve arrows shot by Mu Fushu with terrible eyes all inserted in the chest of a person holding a knife in his right hand and only two or three steps away from San Lang.

The man was not dead, but was holding the ground with a knife and trying to get up from the ground.

Mu Fushu's sleeve arrow is very short, but the strength is very strong. But the man was wearing leather armor about the front of his chest, and the sleeve arrows that were supposed to be shot through the body were only half shot, and now the three arrows were pierced in a triangular shape in the man's chest.

Saburo quickly got up from the ground and protected Mu Fushu behind him. The man suddenly smiled weirdly, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

A hint of misfortune flashed in Mu Fushu's heart, and there was already a silent extra gun in his hand.

The surrounding royal forest army wearing regular clothes has surrounded the emperor and queen, and the people have long been frightened by the scene just now, and they all stood in place, just when everyone was facing each other, suddenly more than a dozen big men with black cloth strips on their arms rushed over with swords in their hands, and if there were people around who stood in the way, they were cut to the ground.

The timid green smoke had already screamed in silence with the shouts of the people.

Mu Fushu raised his pistol under the cover of long sleeves, and shot out a gun in the gap surrounded by the Royal Forest Army without blushing or beating his heart.

After the people around could only hear the six crisp sounds of "pop papa", a blood hole appeared on the heads of the six big men, and their eyes fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.

The remaining dozen or so people were stunned.

It is impossible for Mu Fushu to change the magazine in full view. While those people were stunned, more than a dozen royal guards moved, six people protected the two of them, and the rest rushed forward.

San Lang said in a deep voice: "Catch the traitor, and the rest will retreat!" ”

Then the people came to their senses and scattered as birds and beasts. But the people who adhered to the fine tradition of "watching the excitement" did not go far, and shrank on the street corner to look inside.

Mu Fushu had already quietly stuffed a beaded crossbow into San Lang's hand, and San Lang was also an arrow, and those people fell one by one without having a chance to get close to them.

A royal forest soldier standing beside San Lang was shocked by the murderous aura of the emperor, and only then did he stammer: "No, don't you stay alive, don't you live?" ”

Mu Fushu sneered at the man who was crooked on the ground and was shot by her first: "Isn't there another over there?" ”

She has only been here for seven or eight years, but she also knows the people of this era, at least there is no poison that can kill you with a bite in your mouth.

However, in an instant, the dozen or so people fell, although not all of them died, but they were almost the same, and the person who was shot by the Hidden Arrow was the least injured.

The little leader of the Imperial Forest Army piled up all the people on the ground (really a very rough pile) and asked the emperor what to do.

San Lang looked at the pile of people on the ground calmly, but Mu Fushu knew from his sweaty palm that he was still nervous.

Zhou Lang, who was in the middle of their bunch of people, finally reacted at this time, and he finally felt a lot of pain in his feet with a super long reflex arc, and couldn't help but cry out in pain. The servant who followed was sweating profusely.

Mu Fushu was a little embarrassed. Just now she was afraid of hurting San Lang, so she deliberately pushed him on Zhou Lang, but she didn't expect Zhou Lang to hurt his leg so coincidentally......

Called a Royal Forest Army and Zhou Lang's servants to help bring Zhou Langtai to the medical hall, Mu Fushu looked at the group of people in the field with an angry face.

Those people are dead and alive, and most of them can be seen to be very strong when they are lying down, and they don't look like Central Plains people from the outside.

It is clear that these people are aliens, or rather, Turkic peoples.

I don't know how they knew that the emperor and queen would leave the palace today, but Mu Fushu knew that Zhou Lang's voice: "Yang Sanlang" was the key to the problem.

The whole world knows that the emperor's surname is Yang Xingsan, and he also has some foreign blood in appearance, which is very easy to recognize. And the original destruction of the Turkic Saburo also went, and he made great efforts, it is difficult to say that no one in that group knows him.

Now the question is: who leaked the news of their exit from the palace! R1152