Zhang Gongzi looked at the stolen goods (also called mixture) spit out behind him, and almost didn't spit it out again, Xiantu saw his painful expression and expressed his helplessness.

By the way, out of sight, out of mind, quickly pulled the curtain, hiding in the tent and couldn't see anything, now it's okay, even the choking smell can't be smelled, which is equivalent to isolation, such a wonderful environment.

"Hey, that kid surnamed Zhang, get me the mixture you spit out in a moment, it's an unforgivable sin to pollute my bed, don't pollute my hut again, or I'll really have to do a prelude, don't forget, I have a gold medal in hand!" Xiantu hid in the tent and said very unceremoniously to Zhang Gongzi.

"I'm really sorry Brother Xiantu, I'm going to clean these things out." Zhang Gongzi said apologetically.

This Zhang Gongzi is generally not bad, he is very cute when he is sober, but he is too drunk and colorless, he either vomits or stays at home and does not leave, which makes people tired of thinking about it.

Xiantu hummed and lay down on the thatch and fell asleep, the thatch that covered the box just now was moved to the tent by him, so it was warm and intimate to sleep.

The tiptoeing Zhang Gongzi cleaned the outside of the tent, and almost didn't cut some thatch in the middle of the night as an apology, but in this winter, the ground is full of wild grass, not to mention soft, it is good to reach the level of dryness, after all, the snow is big enough, it is difficult to think about it not to be wet.

Xiantu lay in the tent, although he was completely tired, he did not feel the slightest sleepiness, and carefully counted the days when he came to Datang. Unconsciously sighed.

Except for a long sigh, there are no words to describe the tangled mood at this moment, dreaming. I would never have dreamed that I would have such a day, and there would be a day when I came to Datang as a lord.

Maybe it's God's punishment for himself, or maybe it's to give himself a chance to be a new person, thinking that in his previous life in the 21st century, in addition to going to the Internet every day, he didn't pay attention to other things at all, including the object of conversation. If you don't say that you have fallen out of love a hundred and once, it is not so much that you are busy with work and have no time, but that you are addicted to the Internet and can't extricate yourself.

Now it's good. God has given such an opportunity to make people cry and laugh, and everything can only be done by themselves, although it is indeed tiring at times, but I also feel unprecedented happiness and motivation. This may be the test of the heavens.

I heard Xiantu sigh from time to time. Zhang Gongzi was deeply apologetic, thinking that if Brother Xiantu thought that I had soiled his cabin and soiled his bed, if that was the case, he would definitely ask his father to make a decent cot for Brother Xiantu tomorrow, which would be regarded as an apology.

Thinking of this, Zhang Gongzi said apologetically: "Brother Xiantu, I'm a little sorry tonight." If you are so angry, let my father make you a wooden bed for your eldest brother tomorrow. It's also good to let the eldest brother dissipate his anger. ”

Hearing Zhang Gongzi's words, Xiantu felt a little confused by the second monk, thinking about where he was angry, it was obvious that Zhang Gongzi was suspicious.

Thinking of this, Xiantu said unhappily: "Zhang Gongzi, wash and sleep early, I'm not angry, and I won't take this little thing to heart, don't think about it, go to bed early." ”

"Since the eldest brother is not sighing for this, what is the incomprehensible knot in the eldest brother's heart? It's better to say it and let the brother help you sort it out, and the eldest brother of the province kept sighing secretly. Zhang Gongzi refused to give up, and still asked the first picture in the bottom line.

Xiantu had mixed feelings in his heart, and he wanted to pour out his inner troubles, but he didn't know where to start, and he thought about the words he wanted to say for a long time, but he didn't say a word from his mouth.

Hearing that Xiantu didn't reply for a long time, Zhang Gongzi broke the embarrassment and said: "Brother Xiantu, I heard others say that Chang'an City is very lively during the festival, I don't know if this year's eldest brother is going back after the festival or before the festival?" ”

"Holidays? What festival is celebrated? Xiantu suddenly asked with interest.

"Big brother is really joking, of course it's the annual Yuanzheng Festival." Zhang Gongzi said with a little joy in his words.

"Well, I've heard of the Lantern Festival, but I haven't heard of Yuan Zheng, forgive me for being lonely and unheard, and please introduce the festival of Yuan Zheng?" The first figure asked in the tent, still lying comfortably on the thatch, putting on a proud feeling that had nothing to do with himself.

"The eldest brother asked, the younger brother didn't know where to start, the so-called Yuan Zheng is the beginning of the year, but also the reincarnation of the four seasons, from this day, we sent away the old year, ushered in the new year, every household is full of lights, and welcomes the new year with joy." Zhang Gongzi explained.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Gongzi sneered and said, "You see that I really fell for the trick of the eldest brother, the eldest brother is knowledgeable, how can I not know that Yuan Zheng is a heavy dà festival!" ”

Hearing Zhang Gongzi's words, Xiantu thought in his heart, in this way, isn't their Yuan Zheng here a little similar to our Spring Festival, I have long heard that the Spring Festival of the Tang Dynasty is particularly lively, and the night market in Chang'an is even brighter.

I regret that in the first year of the Tang Dynasty, I lost the opportunity to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Chang'an, and I regretted the Spring Festival in my hometown, I don't know what it means.

Thinking of this, Xiantu let out a long sigh and asked Young Master Zhang, "I wonder if we have a Chinese New Year's Eve here?" ”

"Yes, the Chinese New Year's Eve mentioned by the eldest brother is New Year's Eve, also called the New Year's Eve, which is all the same meaning, which means that we are one year older." Zhang Gongzi patiently explained.

"Oh, so that's the case, I don't know when the year will be divided?" Xiantu asked blankly.

"Big brother, don't ask questions, my brother feels funny, thinking that the eldest brother is erudite and talented, and he is deeply loved by the emperor, how can he not know that Yuan Zheng and the day of the year is divided, presumably the eldest brother has nothing to do, and he will just test the younger brother." Zhang Gongzi sat aside with a smile, and it seemed that he didn't feel the slightest sleepiness tonight.

Xiantu was a little sleepy, yawning and said curiously: "Childe doesn't know, I have an illness this year, my memory is a little damaged, I didn't deliberately ask Childe, it's just that I really forgot about our festival here, tonight Childe doesn't seem sleepy, it's better for us to have a long talk, so that I can understand some of our etiquette here, and I won't seem a little out of place after I go out." ”

After speaking, Xiantu opened the curtain of the tent and beckoned Zhang Gongzi to come in to talk, Zhang Gongzi saw that Xiantu was so approachable, so he happily went. (To be continued......)

PS: I wish you a good old age, and I wish you all a prosperous business and all the best!