Seeing that the women around him were impatiently squeezing up one by one, Zhang Jingyun didn't feel that he had the idea of going up together to join in the excitement, so he pulled Yang Zhen forward with his backhand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yang Zhen was helpless, so he had to rub it in with him little by little, and at the same time, he didn't forget to remind her in his mouth: "Jingyun, you should ask them why they went to that door first." ”

"Oh......" Yang Zhen said, Zhang Jingyun remembered that he didn't know what the benefit of going to the door was, so he smiled and looked at a woman next to him who was also struggling to step forward and said, "Sister, what are you doing at the palace gate?" This is one of the great characteristics of the Chinese people, as long as there are many people who go somewhere, and there are people with them, although he doesn't know what those people are going to do.

The woman was moving forward with all her might, and when she saw that someone asked her if she didn't want to answer, but when she turned her head and saw that it was a delicate and lovely girl, she smiled and replied, "Well, let's touch the door nail in order to have more children." As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Jingyun and the two of them: "Your little couple should have just gotten married, just take this opportunity to touch in front of the door and keep it for next year, no, you can hold a big fat son this year." ”

It turns out that there has always been such a tradition in the city of Beijing, every year on the Shangyuan Festival, the woman who marries a woman will go to the city gate to touch the door nails, because the nails are homophonic with Ding, so there is the meaning of asking for children. And because Donghua Gate is the entrance to the palace, it is naturally an extremely valuable place, and the business of door nails here is far better than that of other places. Of course, as an important gateway to the palace, under normal circumstances, the people are not allowed to approach at will, only in festivals like the Shangyuan Festival tonight, the government will turn a blind eye and ask the people to touch the door nails of Donghua Gate, which can be regarded as having fun with the people.

It is precisely because of the lack of opportunities that there are many women who come here to touch the door nails during the Lantern Festival every year. In the past, the young women of the boudoir who did not go out of the gate will also fight a "bloody road" in front of the door from the crowd with a staggering momentum. When Yang Zhen entered and exited here before, he felt that the door nails with the thickness of the bowl mouth were particularly shining, and he thought that they were wiped out by the forbidden army, but now it seems that they were completely touched by these women.

"Ahh......h She is a big girl with yellow flowers, what is it to follow these married women to rush to touch the door nail and ask for a child? And what made her feel even more shy was that she even pulled Yang Zhen to join in the fun, which was really embarrassing.

While being shy, her movements were not slow, she immediately turned her head, and pulled Yang Zhen, who was full of smiles, to squeeze out again. And because at this time, there were people going inside behind them, and it would take them more time and strength to go upstream, and they finally squeezed out of the crowd, but they were already sweating all over their bodies.

"......Huh" After standing still and gasping for breath for a while, Zhang Jingyun peeked at Yang Zhen a little shyly, but found that the other party was still smiling at the moment, and immediately pouted: "It's all your fault, and I don't know how to remind me, it's all ugly......"

Seeing that the beauty was complaining about herself, Yang Zhen had no choice but to hold back a laugh again: "Isn't this the first time I've heard that there is still this habit in the capital?" And it's not bad if you familiarize yourself with the process first, and after a year or two, maybe you can use it. As he spoke, he winked at Zhang Jingyun.

"You've been in the palace for a few months, don't you know this statement?" Zhang Jingyun pursed her lips in disbelief, and then understood the meaning of the flirtation in Yang Zhen's later words, and suddenly made a big red face, and the whole face was like a big red cloth, and he said half-angrily for a while: "Oh, why are you talking nonsense...... Who said to give birth...... Gave birth to that......" Although she said so, she had a faint expectation in her heart, looking forward to when she would be able to justifiably pull the man next to her to touch the doornail.

Thinking about it like this, not only her face, but even her entire body became a little hot. Zhang Jingyun, who was afraid that Yang Zhen would see his thoughts, had to stagger the topic and said: "It was too hard to squeeze in and out just now, I feel hungry." I remember, didn't you work as an errand boy on the nearby chessboard street before, you must know where to sell delicious food here, take me to eat it quickly. ”

Yang Zhen also saw the girl's shyness, and knew that it was not good for him to tease her at this time, otherwise he would be ashamed to death. So he followed her meaning and said, "That's it, it's good." Let's go, I'll take you to the chessboard street to get some good food, and then go home early to rest. ”

"Hmm!" Seeing that Yang Zhen was no longer entangled in the previous trouble, Zhang Jingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then happily Yang Zhen took hands and walked towards the chessboard street, if you look at her carefully at this time, you will find that her entire eyebrows and corners of her eyes are so thick that they can't be dissolved.

Like many other streets in Beijing that Yang Zhen and the others had visited before, Qipan Street was also full of lanterns of all sizes, and the people who enjoyed the lanterns also crowded the whole street, plus some business-minded people spent a small stall on a corner, walking around this street was no less difficult than touching the door nails in front of Donghua Gate.

Yang Zhen and the others both felt hungry at the moment, because they were in a hurry to go out to enjoy the lanterns, and not only did they eat early for dinner, but they also ate less than usual. After such a crowded walk just now, the little food in my stomach has long been exhausted. And once people get hungry, their interest in other things will drop sharply, so even if the style of the lanterns on the street is not bad, and the number is even more amazing, it can't make Zhang Jingyun stop and watch more.

Yang Zhen originally planned to take Zhang Jingyun to eat something good over there for Shiweitian, after all, this is also the first time he really invited the woman around him to eat, so it is not shabby. But after entering the chessboard street and walking around a few steps, it still takes a lot of effort, even Zhang Jingyun is a little too lazy to fight with the endless crowd anymore: "Forget Erlang, let's just find something to eat around here, it's really crowded." At this time, they were only a little more than ten feet away from the entrance of the street.

"It's fine. When it doesn't get so crowded in the future, I don't have to go to the palace to invite you to eat delicious food here. Yang Zhen judged the situation and said helplessly.

"Okay, then it's settled." Zhang Jingyun was even happier when he heard that he was going to bring himself out, and he quickly finished his words, and at the same time a sweet smile bloomed on his face, and he pointed to a temporary wonton stall not far from them and said, "Just fill your stomach here, let's go back." ”

Of course, Yang Zhen wouldn't spoil her interest, so he took her and squeezed hard to the small stall as he said. Fortunately, more people came out today to enjoy the lanterns, so although there are not many seats in this stall, they can still find two.

Since it was a wonton stall, he ordered something as if he was in a restaurant, so he asked the stall owner who looked old to serve the best wontons to a bowl, and then the two of them devoured a bowl of wontons in front of the smoked and blackened wooden table.

After a while, the two large bowls of wontons were wiped out by the two of them.

"Well, shall we go here again, or shall we just go home?" Yang Zhen put the spoon down, looked at Zhang Jingyun who was wiping the corners of his mouth with a silk handkerchief and said: "This is not too far from our house, if you still feel unhappy, then you can go shopping again." ”

But to his surprise, his inquiry did not get a response from Zhang Jingyun. I saw that she was staring at the depths of the street behind Yang Zhen in a daze at the moment, her face full of surprise. Immediately, the look of surprise changed to horror, and she opened her mouth and cried out: "Fire, there is a fire there!" ”

When Yang Zhen heard this, he immediately turned his head to look, and when he saw it, there was a fire burning in the middle of the chessboard street. Then, countless people were seen running towards this side in panic, and behind them the fire began to spread with an unstoppable momentum.

You must know that today is the Lantern Festival, and there are not only many people on this street, but also many lights. The lanterns of this era are fueled by lamp oil, as long as a little spark is not well controlled, it may cause a fire, and the fire that is spreading now is not easy to extinguish.

Yang Zhen's expression also became extremely grim: "What's the fire again?" It was the night of the Lantern Festival again, and he and Zhang Jingyun were together, and this scene was really similar to the scene they encountered in Hangzhou two years ago.

But it is clear that this time the fire was more intense than the last time, because there were many more lanterns on Qipan Street than in Hangzhou at that time. Therefore, when the people saw this, their first reaction was to flee for their lives.

Yang Zhen was just stunned for a moment, and then reacted. While taking out a few pieces of broken silver from his sleeve and throwing it to the stall owner, who was obviously shocked by the fire in front of him, he then pulled up Zhang Jingyun, who was also stunned: "Hurry up and get out of here, otherwise you won't be able to leave!" ”

This is not Yang Zhen's exaggeration. Now many of the people in front of them have fled for their lives, and they have also run past them. If the people in the depths of the street had fled, the whole street would have been completely overwhelmed by the crowd, and the fire had spread rapidly, and it would have been more dangerous to wait a little longer.

Zhang Jingyun came back to his senses at this time, hurriedly got up with Yang Zhen, and ran quickly towards the intersection of the street with those people who were also full of panic.

It was precisely because of Yang Zhen's quick reaction that the two were able to escape from Qipan Street before the fire and crowd completely broke out, but the people behind them suffered. Even though they were a certain distance away from Qipan Street, they could still hear the cries and screams coming from inside, and Zhang Jingyun's face turned pale when they heard it, and his whole body began to tremble. It's just her hands, but she grabbed Yang Zhen's arm tightly, as if she was worried that he would disappear.