On this day, the Double Ninth Festival came as scheduled, five watches and two o'clock, when the sky was just white, the guards on duty in the tower on the Vermilion Bird Gate of Chang'an City began to report to the whole city. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The clear and passionate drum sound, from the main gate of the palace to the four sides of the ripples ripples, and then, the drum towers set up on the east, west, north and south streets sounded in turn, the drum sound is divided into five waves, to beat hundreds of times, in this bell and drum sound, the palace gate, the imperial city gate, the square gate of each mile square opened one after another.

At the gate of many squares, the people waiting to go out have gathered a large group, and if any of them move slowly, some people can't help but rush into the street drum pavilion and can't wait to knock a few more times.

Because today is the Double Ninth Festival, many small business vendors, people are very anxious, planning to rush to Quchifang to occupy a place, shop stalls to sell things, when the door of the workshop opened, the people who have been waiting for a long time roared out, carrying burdens, baskets, carts, mules......

Luo Zhaoyun also got up very early and wore a brand new robe, so he naturally had to go out for a walk today to see the Chongyang activities of the people of the capital of Dasui.

As soon as the morning dawned, Guo Xiaoke and Ji Pingwu came to the door to travel together.

"Since we're here, let's have breakfast together."

"Captain Luo, then we're welcome." Ji Pingwu smiled, he got up very early today, and he didn't care about eating, so he rushed over from the East Palace Changlin Gate Station.

"You're welcome, you will be fine in the future, you can often come to my house as a guest, there are no female dependents in the house for the time being, so it is convenient to eat and live, and there are no taboos." Luo Cheng smiled slightly.

Guo and Ji were grateful to Luo Cheng in their hearts, and with the noble status of each other's young people, they didn't see their humble background at all, and they always treated them politely and made friends sincerely, so they naturally regarded themselves as people from the Luo family.

Half an hour later, after the three of them finished breakfast at the same table, they waited in the courtyard.

Guo Xiaoke asked, "Captain Luo, is there anyone else who wants to come over?" ”

"Well, wait for the little son of the eldest grandson's family." Luo Zhaoyun nodded and said.

After a while, a carriage stopped at the door of his mansion, and the eldest grandson Wuji jumped down from the carriage, followed by a little girl, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he shouted: "Brother Luo, how are you going, you are going to Quchifang." ”

Luo Zhaoyun stood with his hands in his hands, handsome and straight, with a faint smile on his face: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Hey, are these two your own soldiers?"

"It's my robe-Ze brothers, who killed the enemy side by side from the battlefield together, transferred back to the capital, and became the guard of the East Palace."

"Oh, I see." When the eldest grandson Wuji heard that the two of them were also soldiers who had followed Luo Cheng to kill the Turks, he immediately put away his stubborn heart and arched his hand and said: "Wuji has seen two warriors in the army!" ”

Guo Xiaoke and Ji Pingwu are all children of the poor family, and they learned that this ten-year-old boy is the son of Changsun Sheng, the little son of the top valve, they are all a little respectful, after all, this is the hierarchical concept of the times, deep-rooted, even if they are unruly, but the level of society in their hearts is still imperceptibly accepted and recognized.

They are so eager to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, but they also think that one day they will be able to increase their official ranks, improve their social status and status, and become high-class people from wealthy families.

This kind of concept, from beginning to end, runs through the entire ancient history, and princes and generals can't jump out of this hierarchy, nothing more.

"Brother Luo, hug-" The three-year-old Guanyin maid is like a jade carving, with white snow skin and bright eyes, which is extremely cute.

Luo Zhaoyun opened his arms, picked up the little girl, put it on the crooked shoulders, and said with a smile: "Everyone is here, let's go now!" ”

Several people came out of Yongning Fang, walked on the street opposite Xiamen, and rushed all the way to the south of the city.

Luo Zhaoyun and the eldest grandson brothers and sisters shared a car, Guo Xiaoke and Ji Pingwu walked, not because there were no horses, but because they were worried that they would go to the lively area, the carriages and horses would be inconvenient to walk, and the place where they stopped would be crowded.

At this time, on the outer gate street, people come and go, very lively, many people go out early, to climb the autumn tour, quit the green and insert the dog, the children of the nobles in the capital, the Confucian scholars, are all in groups, go to Quchifang, Furong Lake to join in the fun, because there will be a grand event there today.

"There are a lot of people on the street, I heard that there are many fun and beautiful things such as Keju, polo, stage opera, haiyu and so on in Quchifang today. The eldest grandson Wuji was extremely excited.

Guanyin is still a little girl, listening to her brother praise and liveliness like this, her little face is also flushed, giggled, and can't wait to play.

Luo Zhaoyun sat in the carriage, looking at this pair of innocent and carefree brothers and sisters, and sighed in his heart: This is the future prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, the eldest grandson Wuji, and the eldest grandson queen of Tang Taizong!

However, Luo Zhaoyun knows the development of history, Changsun Sheng seems to have only five or six years to live, and when the time comes, Shi Zai's brother and sister seem to have been robbed of power by his brother, and the mother and son were driven out of Changsun Mansion.

After more than half an hour, the carriage walked to the end of the long street, and when it approached the Qixia Gate, it turned eastward, passed the outer wall of Tongji Fang, and was Quchifang in front.

At the entrance of the workshop, there were already a lot of guards standing, insisting on passing vehicles, and it was forbidden to carry long weapons, bows and arrows, etc., because of the activities in the workshop, there were too many wealthy and noble people in the capital.

As big as the county kingdom duke, the servants shoot the book, and then the various departments of the squire, the staff of the outside of the Lang, the servants, the generals, the long history, the temple Shaoqing, the acting officer, etc., incumbented, retired, there will be a lot of autumn travel here.

Even palace concubines, princesses, ladies and celebrities of wealthy families, ladies, ladies and daughters will appear in Quchifang, so martial law on the periphery will be checked.

The eldest grandson Wuji, Luo Zhaoyun and others were also simply checked, passed through the gate of the fang, and entered the fang, which was full of lush trees, pavilions and pavilions stood in the forest, and the scenery was very good, but at this time it was occupied by crowded crowds everywhere.

The further you go inside, the higher the terrain and the wider the field of vision, you can see that there are lakes connected in the distance, and the open space by the lake is even more crowded.

Before it approached, I heard all kinds of shouts, some selling all kinds of snacks, shortbread, some selling chrysanthemum wine, and some shouting of people playing games.

For example, some temporary courts, with the poles left over from the tent fence as the goal, local materials, on the sand to mark the line for the court, the court is smaller than the normal court, running horses, playing a game of bowing, there are many onlookers.

The game of bowing originated in the Northern Dynasties, developed in the Sui Dynasty, and prevailed in the Tang Dynasty.

In the Sui Dynasty, the princes and nobles, scholars and scholars, and soldiers in the army were gradually keen on playing polo, and even many of the ladies and ladies of the royal city were good at polo games, but ordinary people could not afford to buy horses, and there were few opportunities to ride horses, so the equestrian skills were not fine, so they played foot ball, which was a kickball.

Luo Zhaoyun got out of the carriage and saw a scene of ancient prosperity in front of him, like a picture scroll of the prosperous era, slowly unfolding.