July 15, is the most central day of the year, it is rumored that on this day the ghost door of the underworld is wide open, a hundred ghosts walk at night, Taoism on this day to worship the Zhongyuan officials, called the Zhongyuan Festival, Buddhism set up an altar on this day to exceed the lonely soul and wild ghosts, called the Obon Festival.

Halloween tells ghost stories, and Princess Taiping's taste is also heavy.

This is the first public large-scale event after Princess Taiping was silent for a year due to pregnancy and childbirth, the death of a horse and other reasons, not only the literati who received the post have come, but also the children of various high-ranking families in Chang'an have come to cheer, the palace weighed the world's Shangguan Wan'er, specially invited out of the palace will, tonight in the Taiping Princess Mansion, the only beloved daughter of the queen of heaven, whoever it is, must give some face.

When Quan Ce arrived, there were already a lot of guests, the steward led him to the private forest garden separated by a wall from the backyard, only to see the garden in the forest verdant, strange rocks, one step at a time, there is a huge artificial pond in the center, there is a white marble bridge embankment, extending to the center of the pond, the end of the embankment is the octagonal pavilion, there are more than two hectares of terrace on the pavilion, there are arched echo walls on both sides, the shape is like flower petals, the terrace is surrounded by lotus lanterns, there are two rows of splendid couches in the middle, the couch is opposite, the seats are curved in an arc, the radius of one layer is larger than that of the other, and it stretches out for three layers, there are hundreds of seats, and each seat has a slave and a maid to serve, and the case is served with seasonal melons and fruits.

The light on the stage is faint, the figures are dancing, the smoke and waves under the stage are vast, and the sound of gonghou is like a dream.

Quan Ce saw Cui Rong, Song Zhiwen and other Hanlin bachelors sitting in the arc seat, so he joined in, Cui Rong introduced him to his two friends, Xiuwen Pavilion Straight Bachelor Du Xianyan, to Li Qiao in the matter, after Quan Ce was assassinated, these two also spoke up, the three of them plus Su Wei, who has been ranked in the phase, are all masters of poetry and literature, collectively known as the four friends of the article.

Quan Ce has seen and thanked him one by one, and he is especially polite to Du Xunyan, everyone thinks that Du Xunyan is the reason for the longest age, but in fact, Du Xunyan has an unborn grandson named Du Fu.

Du Xunyan had a good impression of Quan Ce, and took the initiative to mention the absence of one of the four friends of the article, and said with ridicule, "Su Moling is now in the immortal class, and he refuses to be in the same stream with us and other ministers, and I think the main seat is set up for them."

Although he is the prime minister, in fact, under the oppression of all parties, he has little real power, and he only dares to be ambiguous when he speaks.

Quan Ce didn't care, intersected with each other, was comfortable at the time, and had their own opportunities in the future, so they didn't have to force it, so they immediately changed the topic, "You are all kids, and the richness of experience is beyond the reach of boys, I hope to hear the anecdotes and open my eyes."

Li Qiao stroked his beard and smiled, "The things of gods and ghosts, how can they be obtained by experience, the poetry of the bachelor of Guanquan, the temperament of the people, the temperament of the people are easy to dream, the gods and ghosts in the dream, there must be everything"

Everyone laughed, and Quan Ce thanked him again and again.

The gentle welcome sound of Konghou stopped suddenly, the thick and hoarse voice of the gong whistled, the seat was quiet, the ring was tinkling, the fragrance was permeated, Princess Taiping came with a group of guests of honor, stood in the main seat, raised her hands, and accepted the visit.

"Please sit, you are all well-educated people, Taiping and take the exam first, know this dancer, Taiping and Jun drink three together"

Her voice was already full, and with the effect of the echo walls on both sides, it fell into everyone's ears, and the words were clear.

Slap, two slaps.

A group of topless men, staggered on the stage, dressed in wide-legged pants painted with flame patterns, buckled cow skulls on their belts, holding torches, wearing various beast and ghost masks, bent their legs and leaped step by step, spinning and leaping to the sound of drums, imitating the roar of wild beasts in their mouths, and shouting loudly.

Quan Ce's eyes lit up, he painted this dance, when he went to Jiuzhaigou to sketch, the local Baima Tibetan dance of the twelve phases, meaning that all things are animist, this dance has a sad story, the so-called Baima Tibetan is a force in Tubo, and the Tang Dynasty won a fierce battle, but was forgotten by the city of Luo, has not received the order to recall the plateau, scattered in the local, Baima is the ancient Tibetan language, meaning the soldiers of Tubo.

The Twelve Phases Dance was now introduced to Chang'an, and that war should have taken place at the turn of the Sui and Tang dynasties even earlier.

Cui Rong next door discovered his abnormality, came over with his ear, and said in a low voice, "Brother Xian, but you have gained?" ”

Quan Ce responded in a low voice, "Brother Tai, at this time, it's not the time for you and me."

"Virtuous brother Lianda, but it's a lot of trouble for my brother" Cui Rong smiled, he planned to prevent Quan Ce from being in the limelight.

Quan Ce arched his hand and received this love.

A dance danced straight for two quarters of an hour, the big man was sweaty, shiny, and some people with unusual interests coveted it, Princess Taiping raised her voice and asked, "Everyone, can you teach me?" ”

There were two aristocratic young people who tried, and the answers were all wrong, Princess Taiping introduced a monk with a solemn appearance, named Hui Fan, this person was burly and clean, but in the eyes of Quan Ce, he always felt that this monk was a little evil.

"This dance is called the Twelve Phases Dance ......"

Princess Taiping clasped her palms and laughed, drank three times with Hui Fan, and made her sit next to her desk, as soon as the two sat down, Quan Ce removed his eyes, folded his arms and strands, skin and flesh touched, counting the days, but Xue Shao's anniversary sacrifice had already passed.

The ancient Classic of Mountains and Seas, Ganbao's Sou Shen Ji, spread widely at this time, the splendid Tang people did not lack imagination, hearsay, or simply made up gods and ghosts, it is also quite interesting to say, Song Zhiwen was very active, told a baby girl reborn, exposed the mother's adultery, murdered the father's story, not popular, almost led to the banquet cold.

Several guests of honor, including Shangguan Wan'er and Su Weiwei, mobilized the atmosphere of the audience, invited people in the audience to speak freely, commented a few words by the way, laughed and scolded, and good sentences came out frequently.

"Quan Langjun, keep silent tonight, but you have a beautiful woman and lack of recuperation?" Shangguan Wan'er's eyes flowed, as if she was resentful.

Anyway, I want to say that Quan Ce has no intention of doing more verbal entanglement, "Since it is waiting for the edict to be ordered, the kid will say it in vain, there is a Lanruo Temple...... Xiaoqian finally tied the knot with Ning Caichen"

He said the story of A Chinese Ghost Story, and made some changes, and the original swordsman Yan Chixia was changed to a Taoist priest by him.

"How similar this ghost is to the world, the wicked are vicious like ghosts, the good ghosts are good and good, the Taoist priest, the demon guard, the chivalrous heart, the real heart" The first thing to feel was the ambiguous taste.

"Su Xiangwei man, what Wan'er paid attention to, but it was the entanglement of feelings, Ning Caichen was kind and moving, Xiaoqian was not a conscience, the two of them survived the catastrophe, but it was a great consummation" Shangguan Wan'er glanced at Quan Ce, meaning inexplicable.

Cui Rong habitually took Quan Ce's hand, "Xiaoqian and Caichen can become knots, Yan Chixia can become immortals, each has its own place, according to my opinion, Caichen's blessing is more than Yan Chixia"

Quan Ce is a good person, "Brother Cui said, but he only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals? ”

"Exactly, exactly, the virtuous brother won my heart, for this sentence, when the float is white, hahaha" Cui Rong got another good sentence, went crazy, poured wine and poured everywhere, looked up to the sky and laughed, very happy.

Everyone in the audience staggered, opened and closed their mouths to eliminate the demon guard, Hui Fan had a bad face, stood up, and asked with a smile, "The right monk has great wisdom roots, and he has a relationship with Futu, and the little monk is willing to help you practice."

Quan Ce's face straightened, and he got up and came to him.

"I asked the Buddha, why did the Buddha break through the red dust and not be shackled by the world, so why did he linger on wine and wealth?"

Hye-fan put down his glass, his face ugly.

"I asked the Buddha, the Buddha is the person who came over, the person is the Buddha of the future, and everyone in the world is the great self, why should the baht be compared, and the short and long must be competitive?"

Hui Fan had no owner, and he looked at Princess Taiping, but saw that the princess was staring at the power and strategy, and had no intention of interfering.

"I ask the Buddha again, if you want to save all sentient beings, there is a Buddha without me, there is distraction in the heart, the kite flies to the sky, where does the Buddha go, where does he stay?"

Hui Fan was furious, "You are a frivolous person, dare to speak up and insult my Buddha? ”

"I don't insult the Buddha" Quan Ce was calm and calm, and his face turned to self-deprecation, "I also wanted to take refuge in my Buddha, but I couldn't let go of the beauty in my heart, so I asked the Buddha again and again, and there are poems as proof"

"I have worried about hurting the Sanskrit line, and I am afraid that I will not fall into the city when I enter the mountain, and I will have the law in the world, and I will not live up to it?"

The audience was in an uproar, Hui Fan's face turned red like blood, covered his face with his sleeves, retreated in a hurry, and accidentally stepped on the corner of the robe under his feet, leaving it on the terrace.

Quan Ce walked forward slowly, picked up the robe, patted it lightly, folded it with his head, and handed it to the maid next to him.

Let's wait for a big mouth, there will be nothing to do in the future, don't come to provoke me.