When it was almost time to go to school in the afternoon, Liu Yong hired a carriage with a few coins given by his mother, while Mu took Liu Xun to take a few steps around his mother's restaurant, and then went home from Baokang Gate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the afternoons, Mencius continued to teach separately, and while teaching the older students the scriptures, everyone else was given homework, or reviewing questions that might be asked later, or practicing calligraphy.

However, the festival is approaching, although it is also known as the "Daughter's Day" of the "Qixi Festival", no matter how you look at it, it does not have much to do with the boys, but it still makes the students a little absent-minded during classes these days, whether they are older or younger.

The younger children were looking forward to what would be fun and delicious in two days, while the older ones were whispering to the bottom about where the prince would be, and which rich merchant's daughter would have a tryst with whom.

At this time, Liu Yong was holding a book seriously, but his mind was full of birds.

"Smack"

A book slapped on Liu Yong's brain, thinking that Meng Banxian had discovered that he was in a fugue, and he was immediately frightened.

"What are you thinking?"

Liu Yong took a look, but it was Yang Zhang, looking at him with a hippie smile. Liu Yong hurriedly looked around and found that Meng Banxian was teaching Liu Qi to write hand-in-hand, and he was immediately relieved.

"It's not worth your life to scare people to death, right?"

Liu Yong yelled at Yang Zhang angrily, but his voice was very low, for fear of being heard by Meng Banxian not far away.

"I've read a page of your book for a long time, have you ever eaten it thoroughly?"

Yang Zhang joked.

"Get up and get out of the way."

Liu Yong's "old face" turned red, and after watching it for a long time, he didn't even read a word.

"I heard that on the day of Qixi Festival, there is a shop in Panlou that is particularly exquisitely made, and it is said that it can be customized in advance to make it look like you want."

Yang Zhang opened the Beijing-printed "University" in his hand and stood on the table, while he lay on the table, covered his face, turned his head to look at Liu Yong and whispered.

The sound of "grinding and drinking" is derived from Sanskrit, which is a python god with the head of a human body and a snake, but in China it has been transformed into a kind of clay puppet, which looks like a boy and girl with clear eyebrows. Around Tanabata, they are sold everywhere in Tokyo

Generally, the clay puppet is about ten centimeters high, the shape is male and girl, it is made by firing, and the eyebrows and clothes are traced with paint, and the expensive ones are also equipped with carved wood color seat railings, or red gauze and blue cages, and even decorated with gold beads and jade, and the consumer groups of grinding and drinking cover all levels of society. Why such a strange name? It turns out that the music of grinding and drinking originates from Sanskrit, and in the Chinese translation of Buddhist scriptures, it is "Mohuluo", which is. One of them is the Buddhist "god of music", and the reason why the people worship it may be that it means that its meaning is immeasurable and its wisdom is boundless.

"Why didn't I see it last year?"

Liu Yong looked at Yang Zhang and asked.

"On the night of Qixi Festival, Pan Lou and Pan Lou Street are so big, all around are downtown, the area is larger than that of Daxiangguo Temple, there are so many people, they have long been surrounded, and the streets are full of shops with ribbon banners, dazzling, there are signboards and can't be distinguished, we don't know the place, it's strange to see it."

"Oh yes." Liu Yong moved his lying head and said.

"The best thing about his 'grinding and drinking' is the two-foot-tall tuba, and even the eyebrows are carved one by one... It's just that two feet tall is too expensive......" Yang Zhang regretted it very much, every time he encountered something he wanted but couldn't afford it, he looked like this.

His father worked as a shopkeeper in a tea shop, and he used to earn more money than Liu Yong's father. But Liu Yong's family is only an only son, and Yang Zhang has a sister who is not a few years older than him, and there is a younger brother who has just been weaned. Therefore, the pocket money given by the family has never been as much as Liu Yong, and now the gap is even greater.

"What do you want to do with those two feet high? Could it be that during the Qixi Festival, you have to run around the street with a 'doll', watch people fight poems, and watch people beg? Liu Yong said disdainfully.

"That's right." Yang Zhangdao.

"Do you know where it is? What font size? Liu Yong asked.

"I don't know, it should be just south of Pan Lou, near Jiang Xing. However, I heard that his family began to sell 'grinding and drinking music' on the first day of July, and I think it should be very famous, so you can ask. Yang Zhang replied.

"...... near Jiang Xing"

Liu Yong sat up straight, still standing with a book, thinking hard about what was next to Jiang Xing.

"Smack!"

Another book slapped on Liu Yong's head, and it hurt even more than just now.

"What are you doing!"

Liu Yong shouted angrily and did not look back.

"What are you thinking?"

"Isn't Sweetwater Lane near Jiang Xing?"

Liu Yong vaguely felt that something was wrong with his voice, but he still said subconsciously.

"After school in the afternoon, let's go to Sweetwater Lane... Find ......"

Liu Yong suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the noisy reading sound in the room suddenly disappeared. Turning his head, Meng Banxian was looking at him with a gloomy face, as did the other classmates in the room.

"What are you looking for in Sweetwater Lane?"

Meng Fuzi asked with a calm face.

"I... I... I'm looking for ......."

Liu Yong suddenly said something uneasy, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

"When you are young, you don't learn well. First I was absent from school and lied, but now it's okay, and I have to go to Sweetwater Lane to find a woman for fun! ”

"I'm not ......"

"What's not?"

"I didn't think about ......"

"I still want to lie!"

Liu Yong wanted to defend himself, but Meng Banxian didn't give him a chance.

Sweetwater Alley is a very famous street in the inner city of Tokyo, with many restaurants and bustling with activity every night, almost everyone in Tokyo knows that it is also the favorite place for Dorkin's men. Of course, the brothels near Sweetwater Lane are not just the kind of "inferior places" that only "sell meat", the girls there are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and their talents are no less than those of famous ladies, so many Taixue students or older scholars are happy to go where to "see and see". However, if the person you want to see is a doll in her early teens......

Most of the classmates on the side covered their mouths and forced their laughter for fear of laughing out loud, especially Yang Zhang.

"What a cow!"

Yang Zhang gave Liu Yongshu a thumbs up, and said without his mouth.

Liu Yong understood Yang Zhang's words, but he didn't have the time to deal with him at this time.

"Do you think your name is Liu Yong? You can go to Sweet Water Lane to experience what is called Gentle Township? Can you fill in a word card for you... Is Flower Street Willow Lane a place you can go at your age? At this age, you should honestly sit at your desk and read the books of the saints, study the scriptures, and then go to the imperial examination! ”

Meng Banxian reprimanded Liu Yong almost like a roar, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Hand out!"

Liu Yong was trained like a little quail again, shrunk his head, and stretched out his right hand tremblingly.

"Switch to the left hand! How to write when your right hand is swollen! ”

"Smack-"

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