Only then did the old man add: "This time the lord of the country ordered the whole world to celebrate, which is extraordinary. Now that the troubled times are in smoke, it is not easy to be like this. Maybe the commander has not felt it for many years in the submersible exhibition, so he followed her thoughts. ”

Gu Xing nodded thoughtfully, which could be regarded as agreement. But there are many doubts in my heart, if this is the case, it will be fine, but if there are other conspiracies, I am afraid that this Duanyang Festival will not be so simple.

There is no room for deep thought, Gu Xing is also full of expectations for the Tang Festival after this. You must know that the Duanyang Festival of the Later Tang Dynasty, inheriting the temperance of the Tang Dynasty, can be regarded as retaining the original flavor of this traditional festival. However, due to the turbulent times, it is just that it cannot be compared with the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

Gao Qianzhan looked at Gu Xing with a suspicious expression, and said, "Although I don't know how much you know about this Duanyang Festival, I guess you should know a thing or two about the other name of this Duanyang Festival." ”

Gu Xing hurriedly said with confidence: "The Duanyang Festival, also known as the Dragon Boat Festival, is a festival that has been handed down in order to commemorate Qu Yuan, the minister of Chu during the Warring States Period. Am I right? ”

Gao Qianzhan hid his face and chuckled, "Then do you know that this Duanyang Festival is also known as the 'Yulan Festival', why do you know?" Gu Xing couldn't figure it out, so he smiled and asked, "Please ask the son to solve the boy's doubts." ”

The high-diving exhibition pretended to fight, Gu Xing pretended to dodge, and the two interacted with each other and laughed. Gao Qianzhan patted his chest, and then relieved himself and said: "This Duanyang Festival has many other names, and it is appropriate to take the 'Yulan Festival' as the appropriate. Literally, it means bathing. Therefore, it was the middle of summer, and the itching was unbearable, but it was the strongest time of the year when the herbs were effective. ”

Speaking of this, Gu Xingfang patted his thigh and said, "Then boil a pot of decoction and medicine, and bathe in this way, you can wash away the itching and get rid of the evil qi." It turns out that this is the truth, and I have been taught. ”

Gao Qianzhan hid his face and chuckled again, "You draw inferences like this, but it seems that I don't know much about it." Gu Xing waved his hand again and again, "Where is it, if there is no hidden pearl and jade in front, and where there is my rubble behind, you will not be able to do this wonderful solution." ”

Gu Xing didn't know the nickname of Duanyang Festival, but he could find a lot of ways from it, and he was also a shrewd person. This conversation made Gao Qianzhan feel even more fond of him, and also made the old man who drove the horse nod again and again.

It's just that this is the approval of the door, and Gu Xing naturally doesn't know. It's just that the old man is more at ease with this kid, and he is relieved to hand over the second lady of the Gao family to him. Talking all the way, but not realizing that time flies.

When the old man tightened the reins and said "whew", the carriage finally stopped. The old man took the reins of the horse and walked to a double horse stone, tied it tightly, and then turned around and knocked on the car door, "It's here, come out." ”

When the two of them got out of the carriage door one after the other, they were shocked by the scene in front of them, and they were reluctant to blink their eyes, for fear of missing something. Rao is Gu Xing had been temporarily living in Yifenzhuang before, and he already had a knowledge of the lively street market in Luoyang, the capital of the Later Tang Dynasty, and he was also shocked by today's sudden shock, and his heart trembled.

In front of the towering has been framed four holy archway, the red dragon, the tiger, the sparrow, the turtle four main roads have been crowded with people, the joy of the festival jumped on everyone's face, is the long-lost joy.

At this time, the buildings on both sides of the four main roads are lined up, and the sunlight on the three poles is pouring down, sprinkling on the red bricks and green tiles, which is very beautiful. The eyes of the two are full of pavilion cornices under the sunset, This already prosperous and indescribable street scene of the capital city of Luoyang adds a bit of fantasy and poetry.

The people came and went to take a look, and no one was in a hurry, perhaps confused by this prosperity, and forgot to return. The faces of the people of Luoyang, who are pretty, handsome, elegant, or sophisticated, continue to loom around the two, making the prosperity of this Duanyang Festival even more prosperous than in the past.

The cars and horses are sparkling, and the flow of people is like weaving. From time to time, there are the shouts and shouts of all kinds of hawkers, the sound of children playing and playing, and occasionally a few coquettish laughter, and you will see several brightly dressed women, tied with colorful grass ropes, talking and laughing with the men who are happy.

And in the shouting of the traders, the neighing of horses suddenly began to add a little more to the already noisy street. At this time, Gu Xing and the high-diving exhibition are like being in a colorful and magnificent painting, and everything you can see when you raise your eyes is crowded and bustling.

Gu Xing took the hand of Gao Qianzhan and casually poured into the Red Dragon Road, which was already crowded. Wandering through the noisy and noisy streets, there is an unconcealable smile on his face.

The brilliant sunshine unreservedly spreads between the green tiles and red walls, and the cornices, attics, tiles and wine shops are freehand, and a few brushstrokes are a beautiful picture.

The abrupt eaves on the buildings outline the intoxicating silhouette of Luoyang. There are also shop signs that were hung up early by the neighbors, flying wantonly in the warm sun and wind, making passers-by stop and stop.

The sparkling carriages and horses and the endless stream of pedestrians are staggered back and forth. In the flow of people in Bijie, there are clearly calm and comfortable smiling faces, all celebrating the long-lost Duanyang in the Tang Dynasty.

Gu Xing pulled the high diving exhibition to shuttle through the flow of people, and suddenly remembered Sima Guang's song "The Old Luoyang City", and couldn't help but sing softly, "If you ask about the ancient and modern things, please only look at Luoyang City."

Gao Qianzhan was attracted by this hustle and bustle, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Gu Xing's lips move slightly, but he didn't hear it, but from the smile on his dark face, he knew that what he was thinking at this time must be impressed by the prosperity of Luoyang.

The vague memories of the previous life gradually became clear, and those magnificent scenes that could only be glimpsed from the words and picture scrolls appeared in front of them at this time, how could it not make people yearn for it. The prosperity of Luoyang, the capital of the Later Tang Dynasty, is close at hand, and it seems so unreal and so intoxicating.

Suddenly, a hot breeze blew on their faces, and Gu Xing and Gao Diving Zhan slowed down their pace, allowing themselves to integrate themselves more thoroughly into the joy of this festival. Between the walks, the two of them looked at and felt the long-lost bustle and hustle and bustle of Luoyang, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, and Gu Xing couldn't help but admire: "The prosperity of the world is in Luoyang, and the Yulan Festival is bustling. Don't just want to get drunk for the time being, and you will never forget another township for a hundred years. ”

At this time, the two of them were in the busy red dragon road in Luoyang City, overlooking the mountains and mountains outside the city, and the forests were dyed. Look at the wine shop and the tea house with a smile. Dreaming of entering this place, the pen walks the dragon and snake and is suitable for spring. The poems full of ink fragrance rippled on the rice paper written by the literati, and the prosperity of Luoyang was inexhaustible.

The cups in the wine shop, and the comments in the tea house, are all so pleasant. At this moment, Luoyang, the capital of the Later Tang Dynasty, if someone wants to write what they see in their hearts, they must go to the Plantagenet Dragon Platform and have a panoramic view of Luoyang, so as to burn this beautiful scenery on the tip of the pen.

Gu Xing led Gao Qianzhan to walk the street, maybe he was a little tired, he casually stepped into a wine shop on the side of the road, chose a place near the street by the window and sat down, and asked for a jar of "drunk red dust" and half a catty of sauce beef, just to rest. After a few sips of strong wine, both of them blushed on their faces, and they didn't realize that there was a little more meaning in their eyes.

Gu Xingxu was a little drunk, so he knelt on the low stool, grabbed the chopsticks on the table, and began to beat the dishes. Jingling, it seems to be rhythmic, and the people in the wine shop are no longer strange, and no one pays attention to them at all, only the high-diving exhibition smiles.

Gu Xing cleared his throat, he was actually going to compete with the singer in the second floor of the wine shop, and when he knocked up, he hummed the "Beauty Walk" that topped Chang'an, "Embroidered Luo clothes shine in late spring, and the golden peacock and silver unicorn are worn." What's on your head? Emerald leaves drooping sideburns. ”

It's just that he pinched his head and removed his tail, and his tone was unusual. But it also attracted the attention of the people in the wine shop, and for a while the upstairs and downstairs sang in tone, which was so pleasant.

Gu Xing finally understood at this time, and tried to accept the fact that he was already a post-Tang person. He was in Luoyang, the capital of the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago, and in front of him was a woman who loved him, even if he had more doubts, he had to live desperately.

After Gu Xing sang a song, he had already woken up for seven or eight minutes, got up and paid for the wine, and then pulled up the high-diving exhibition and walked out. Stepping out of the wine shop, drunk and hazy in the middle of the city, still disturbed by this long-lost prosperity, illusory is not so real.

The weather is clear, but there are many "filth" hidden in this prosperity, each with a ghost. was wantonly rolled up and bustling, and there was a noise between the bars of buildings outside the city in Luoyang City, casting an indescribable shadow on the appearance of this bustling hustle and bustle.

The brushstrokes of the wind washed by the water of the Wu belt are the sad songs of the poet who fell to Sun Mountain. The drinkers who were half-leaning on the door and couldn't hide their tired faces, but slowly fell silent in this bustling hustle and bustle. Maybe no one will pay attention, maybe no one cares at all, everyone is immersed in the enthusiasm of this "Duanyang" and doesn't want to wake up.

At this time, with the four holy arches as the center, the four roads of the southeast, northwest and northwest gradually began to pour towards the center, and it was very lively. The streets are full of men and women dressed in gorgeous costumes and colorful ribbons, shuttling through the bustling crowd, endlessly.

The steaming snack stalls, the hawkers are shouting with spring on their faces, as if there is only today all year round, and there is such a good business. There are also a dazzling variety of shelves, and the vendors behind them are doing their best to solicit business, which dazzles the two for a while.

The banners on the second floor also jumped out of the wall and waved in the wind. The capital city of Luoyang was already full of laughter and laughter at this time, with people coming and going, flowing endlessly, and full of vitality. Rao is the sun has risen, the weather has been a little hot, but still can't stand the people's enthusiasm for this Duanyang Festival, this time is rare in a year, and it must not be cherished.

The old man followed slowly, stopped behind the two of them, put his hands on their shoulders, and couldn't hide a smile in his tone, "Gu boy, I have reminded you, don't drink and make mistakes, but you still have to have fun." Gu Xing and Gao Qianzhan didn't know when the old man appeared, but they listened to these words in their hearts.

This sentence woke up these two children who "have never seen the world", one is in the high-walled mansion, and the other is dormant in the rivers and lakes. I have never had such an experience, so I am so overwhelmed when I see the novelty in front of me.

Fortunately, the old man's family pushed the two of them into this prosperity in time, so that they would not be outside the door and not allowed to enter. Gu Xing picked up the high-diving exhibition and rushed into the flow of people again. The old man looked at the figures of the two of them, and a sigh of emotion came to his heart. I remember that at their age, I didn't feel the beauty of this world, and I missed too much after all.