The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the window lattice into Zhao Hao's upper room.

Zhao Hao stretched lazily and got up slowly, and the house slaves and maids beside him were busy as usual.

After dressing, combing his hair, washing and other processes, Zhao Hao walked to the front hall as usual and shared breakfast with his parents, but he felt a different atmosphere from the past.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the whole house is lit up with lights, filled with a festive atmosphere.

The fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar is exactly "three autumns and a half", so it is called the Mid-Autumn Festival. In the Mid-Autumn Festival of the Song Dynasty, there were customs such as moon appreciation, laurel appreciation, lantern appreciation, eating moon cakes, drinking and writing poems. The popularity of the Mid-Autumn Festival began in the Song Dynasty, and by the time of the Ming and Qing dynasties, it has become one of the main festivals in China as well as New Year's Day. At the time of Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty, the New Year, Mid-Autumn Festival and Duanyang were listed as the three major festivals.

However, in the Mid-Autumn Festival, eating moon cakes is the behavior of the upper class, Su Shi Shiyun "small cakes into the chewing moon, there are crisp and syrup." Taste the taste of it, and the lovesick tears stain the towel. ”

At breakfast time, Xie Yun kept adding vegetables to Zhao Hao's bowl as usual, and then babbled about the dealings with the Wang family.

The Zhao family is mainly gold, silver, pearls and jade, and precious rouge, while the Wang family is mainly based on precious medicines, after all, the quasi-son-in-law is weak and bone-in-law, and Jiangning City is famous.

Zhao Hao listened boredly, and his mouth was full of hum, and Xie Yun knocked a few more chopsticks.

Xie Yun said again: "Your cousin asked you to participate in the Jinyuan Poetry Meeting tonight, and your father-in-law will also come, that is to go with your mother and father, you little enemy is afraid that you haven't seen your father-in-law for more than a year." But go and say hello to the princess, don't fight poems with others, and go to the east of the city to Ruihe Garden...... The second son of the Wang family sent someone to invite you to go to Ruihe Garden to enjoy the lanterns at the beginning of the year, and my precious daughter-in-law is indispensable to go, so don't be lazy. ”

The custom of appreciating lanterns in the Mid-Autumn Festival in the Song Dynasty was different from the lantern festival of the Lantern Festival, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was a krathong. "On this night, Zhejiang put hundreds of thousands of 'little red' sheepskin Xiaoice lanterns, floating on the water, as bright as stars."

And on the banks of the Qinhuai River, where the literati are most concentrated, every Mid-Autumn Festival, there are water lanterns all over the river, and the candles on the river are lit, like stars, like a dream, accompanied by the sound of piano music from the painting boat, but it is like a fairy.

However, the son of the Wang family put a krathong, naturally will not be with ordinary people, the north end of the crane garden is the Qinhuai River, with a wharf directly into the park. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the children of the Wang family gather on the pier to lay down exquisite lanterns and pray for the blessing of the river god.

This point, however, is the same as the wishing lamp of later generations, if you have to put the lamp with the person you like, make a wish, it is extremely romantic.

Zhao Hao has already appeared in his mind the fragments of the kind of love dramas in later generations, and Wang Xin's flower-like smile and tender water-like eyes have emerged, and he is unconsciously shaken.

The beautiful scenery of the good day, the company of beautiful women, the scene of countless YY in the previous life, is about to be realized tonight, and it is exciting to think about it......

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Although on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole house was busy, especially the housekeeper, but there was not much to do with Zhao Hao during the day, so he took Zhao Ling and others out for a stroll as usual.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, as the most prosperous and prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River, Jiangning City is naturally extremely festive and lively, and Zhao Hao has to go to appreciate it first.

However, as soon as he went out the door, he was stopped by a carriage.

The woman with a light veil and a masked face has long lost her former calmness, Zhao Hao never thought that such an elegant woman who almost does not eat the fireworks of the world would become so haggard and impatient.

I saw that the man's eyes were bloodshot, his temples were fluffy, and he was so anxious that he hurriedly stopped his carriage and horse.

"Xiao Jiu is gone......"

Merlin Jushi, although his piano skills are famous in Jiangnan, but he is only two or three house slaves, three or five maidservants, plus a half-grown younger brother, and the rest are adopted boys.

Xiao Jiu suddenly disappeared, and searched all around, including the villages she frequented, but there was no news, and she was helpless with her meager strength, so the first thing that came to mind was Zhao Hao.

When people are most helpless, they naturally think of the person they believe in the most.

"Uncle Tong went to the house to find fifty strong men to come out, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, if the lady asked, he said that I ordered." Zhao Hao didn't say a word, turned around and gave the first order to Zhao Ling.

"Whoa!"

"Hurry up and get paper and ink from the study, without delay."

This is the second instruction given by Zhao Hao.

Seeing Zhao Hao's look, the house slave Li Hong dared to slack off, and rushed towards the mansion as if he was flying, and in less than half a burnt of incense, he had already taken paper and ink.

Zhao Hao immediately spread the rice paper on the ground, and after the house slave next to him quickly studied the ink, he was full of ink and moved the pen like flying, but in a few minutes, Xiao Jiu's appearance had jumped on the paper and was lifelike.

Although he only swallowed a beginner Danqing skill book, his painting skills were extraordinary. It's just that the situation is chaotic, and Zhao Gongzi is already famous for his versatility, and no one cares about why Zhao Gongzi has such a high attainment.

After the painting, Zhao Hao didn't have time to write a letter, so he wrote a few lines directly under the portrait.

Although it was August, the temperature was still very high, especially under the sun, the ink on the painting quickly dried, Zhao Hao shook the scroll, and stuffed it to Liang Lie.

"Hurry up and rush to Jiangning Mansion and report to the prefect Wang, just say that it's me Zhao Hao who begs him, and he also gives me Zhao Hao's favor, be sure to dispatch all the horses and horses, and search for a hundred miles of Jiangning City according to the map, even if it is three feet of digging the ground, you have to find Xiao Jiu for me."

When Zhao Hao said this, his voice had become extremely high and intense.

"Yes!" Liang Lie, who has always had a hippie smile, saw Zhao Hao's expression at this moment, hurriedly responded, flew on the horse, and galloped away.

Looking at Yang Fang's look of six gods and no owner, Zhao Hao was even more distressed.

Even if the entire Jiangning City is turned over, I don't want to see your heartbroken and helpless appearance!

At this time, Zhao Ling had already led more than 50 strong generals and domestic slaves out of the mansion, and each led a horse, and all the horses in the entire Zhao Mansion had poured out.

Although the hostess Xie Yun didn't know what her baby son was going to do, she didn't say a word, and fully supported his actions, which saved a lot of things.

"Sister, don't panic, quickly follow me to the car and go to the place where Xiao Jiu disappeared." Zhao Hao said urgently.

Although Yang Fang has a carriage, two ordinary horses can't run fast.

Men and women riding in the same car are shocking after all, but whether it is Zhao Hao or Yang Fang, they can't take care of much.

Drive~

With a long whip thrown on the handlebar, two snow-white horses rose up, the wheels were rolling, galloping away, and dozens of horses behind them were also freshly dressed and angry, following closely behind them, running to the north of the city.

The carriage is like flying, and the rider is like the wind.

Zhao Ling beat his horse to open the way in front, and while raising his horsewhip, he shouted loudly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, Zhao Mansion is in a hurry!" ”

The sound of thunder echoed all the way through the streets and alleys, startling passers-by to avoid it early, and choosing an extremely secluded street, but there was a lot less to do.

Just as everyone was approaching the north of the city, suddenly Zhao Ling in front of him roared, followed by the sound of horses neighing.

In the carriage, Zhao Hao and Yang Fang sat side by side, both of them were silent, their faces were anxious, and suddenly they heard the movement in front of them, Zhao Hao couldn't help but be furious, lifted the curtain, and asked angrily: "Why stop!" ”

Before the carriage, Zhao Ling hit his horse and returned, and said, "Fang Zhuangshi asks to see him." ”