Eggs, not only in the Tang Dynasty, but also in many festivals around the world, have the meaning of representing resurrection to echo the revival of spring blessings.

When the cold food is clear, every household has to draw eggs. The so-called painted eggs are easter eggs, which are the hard-boiled eggs hollowed out and carved, dyed and painted. Then, each family will take it out and compete to see whose easter egg is the best. This activity is called cockfighting.

Last year, Xue Lang didn't have a wide range of interpersonal contacts, and no one told him to do this, and he didn't understand. This year, I became a husband and wife with Princess Pingyang, and these local customs that only the natives of the Tang Dynasty understand, naturally know more.

When she was in Weize Pass, during the Dragon Boat Festival, Xue Lang had boiled braised eggs with patterns, and Princess Pingyang remembered the past, so she asked Xue Lang about making a batch and giving it to the princes who had dealings with her, as well as her Aya saints.

The two of them went together, picked a lot of beautiful flowers and plants suitable for sticking to the eggshells, boiled them in a big pot, and gave some everywhere. Princess Pingyang's mansion also received a lot from other people's families, mostly hard-boiled eggs, painted with some patterns representing blessings.

In comparison, the victory of the princess's mansion lies in nature and curiosity, plus Xue Lang's exclusive marinade pack, which is both delicious and beautiful. It is very praised and welcomed by the children of all families.

The people of Chang'an are generally more cheerful during the festival, even the Qingming Festival, which is supposed to be sad. Next to the old tomb, blowing, playing, singing, eating, drinking, and feasting together; Next to the new grave, there is crying and crying, and the two phases reflect each other on the Qingming Festival of the Tang Dynasty. Even if the imperial court issued an edict, it was forbidden to have fun when going to the grave, and after a long time, it was impossible to help but simply let it go.

Xue Lang appreciates this practice, the deceased is gone, and the coming can be traced. The well-being of the living, if the deceased have knowledge, let them be comforted. Therefore, the Qingming Festival also took Princess Pingyang to live in another courtyard for a day, and the two went to fly kites hand in hand, pushing Her Royal Highness the princess to swing, and the small day was extremely pleasant.

After the cold food and Qingming, Chang'an City returned to calm, except for the rest of the day, there was a group of people wearing Changlinwei uniforms who swaggered through the city, and Chang'an City still seemed to be the same as last year.

With her brother on one side and her younger brother on the other, Princess Pingyang was very embarrassed, so she simply didn't help each other and maintained a low-key neutrality. In fact, in Xue Lang's view, the princess's neutrality is the greatest support for King Qin, but I don't know if King Qin can understand this support.

However, husband and wife are one, and Xue Lang is naturally consistent with Her Royal Highness the Princess. Every day off, the two meet together or go to the green, or go to the courtyard, or in the house, take buns and them, hunt, and play.

When he didn't go out, he was in the house, watching Xue Lang prune his beloved potted plants, and there were satisfactory works, Her Royal Highness the princess actually took two pots from the palace and one pot from the East Palace, or Qin Wangfu and Qi Wangfu have sent it, and each princess's mansion has also been sent, anyway, the clan relatives of the Li Tang royal family have almost one pot per person, at first, Xue Lang was very embarrassed, but his level was actually very average. But if you send too much, it doesn't matter, this is probably a broken jar, right?

In March and April, the days with Her Royal Highness the princess were very happy, even if there were occasional disagreements, the two were willing to sit down and discuss together, and there was a feeling that the feelings were getting deeper and deeper, and the days naturally became sweeter. In addition to completing the set work at hand, Xue Lang is naturally unwilling to divide his energy to care about other people's chagrin.

He doesn't want to meddle with other people's business, but the saint wants to meddle with his business. At the end of April, he was specially summoned to the palace, there were only two sons-in-law in the Zichen Palace, the sage looked at the left and right history, coughed, and said: "I have a few private words with the virtuous son-in-law, so the two don't need to record it, right?" ”

The left and right histories looked at each other, took four steps back, put down the pen and paper, and said that they would no longer record, but they were still within the range of what they could hear. The saint just didn't want anyone to record it, so that he was not afraid that people would hear it.

After finishing and beckoning to Xue Lang, he motioned for Xue Lang to approach, and when he got closer, he asked in a low voice: "Virtuous son-in-law, it has been more than three months since you married Pingyang, when will my good grandson come?" ”

Xue Lang silently supported his forehead in his heart, he knew that he was going to be asked this again, and after holding it for a long time, his face turned red, and then he held back a sentence: "The son-in-law works very hard, but then he ...... Or is fate not coming? ”

The saint glanced at him, hesitated, and said, "Why don't you ...... Hang a begging flag? ”

Xue Lang was dumbfounded, he couldn't imagine that the saint was so eager: "Saint...... Sage, it's only March, so there's no need to be in such a hurry, right? ”

The saint glared at him angrily: "How can you not be in a hurry! If you don't give birth to my son, Pingyang will be almost thirty! The daughter of someone else, the thirty children have become adults, what about my Pingyang? If you are not pregnant, it must be because you don't work hard enough! ”

it! It's definitely anger! Besides, Her Royal Highness is still a few years away from thirty! There is no mouth in the groove!

Xue Lang didn't want to speak, but protested with his eyes. After the sage was angry, he probably felt that he should give a sweet date, and directly ordered: "In short, you will go to the temple or Taoist temple tomorrow to ask for it, you must be sincere!" ”

"Whoa!"

"This is an edict!"

The saint's tone was very serious. Xue Lang's whole person was not good: "Sage, what should you do if you issue such an edict and call the future history?" ”

In case there is that gossipy and filthy fellow, when he sees this record, he guesses without permission, saying that he is not good in some aspects, or that he has a bad relationship with the princess or something...... Just thinking about it makes me feel scared!

Hurriedly objected: "This kind of edict cannot be accepted by the minister and son-in-law!" ”

The saint glared at him, and Xue Lang didn't give in—

The saint must not be allowed to develop the habit of being domineering and unreasonable! Accustomed to the problem!

The two sons-in-law glared at each other like black-eyed chickens, and they didn't give in to each other. When Princess Pingyang came out of the harem, the situation of the two of them was solved-

Qi Qi snorted before looking away.

After saluting and retreating, Princess Pingyang asked Xue Lang: "What are you and Aya doing?" ”

Xue Lang didn't want Princess Pingyang to know that she was born by a saint again, so he simply shook his head: "It's okay!" It's just a little bit of a disagreement, and it's not a big deal. ”

Princess Pingyang was so easy to fool, but seeing that he didn't want to say, he didn't ask again, just looked at him thoughtfully.

Not to mention how Xue Lang "worked hard" after returning home, after April, in May, on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the saint held a family banquet, and on top of the family banquet, he had to drink Tusu wine. Princess Pingyang raised her wine glass and was about to drink it, but somehow, she suddenly retched!

Xue Lang was startled and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? Did you eat something cold? Upset stomach? ”

Seeing this, Concubine Wan Guifei, who was sitting on the top with the saint, whispered a word to the saint, and the saint was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Since my son is not feeling well, he will go to the apse to rest first, and call the imperial doctor for his father." Pass on the Imperial Doctor! ”

Princess Pingyang knew her physical condition, and when she heard this, her heart moved, she got up and saluted: "Thank you father, Shu'er will retire first." ”