The Lantern Festival in the first year of Jingyou, since the thirteenth day of the first month, has been dispatched from all over the city. On www.biquge.info the fourteenth day, the moon in the sky was already exceptionally bright and bright, but the lights on the ground did not allow the eyebrows to be shaved.

It shows the ancient understanding of the people of the Great Song Dynasty that "man will win the sky", and the underground lantern festival must be raced over the moon in the sky.

In the east and west cities of the city, each shop has set up a lamp shed: competing for ingenuity, renovating tricks, and the merchants have opened their brains and hollowed out their minds. Slow lamp, Aoshan lamp, sliding lamp, turning lamp, Persian lamp, there are many names, different styles, and the ribbon below is marked with their own business name, so as to ask for a good New Year.

Usually hiding in a dark corner, called Hanako, ruffians, hooligans, thieves, human traffickers, horse thieves, local eyeliner, foreign hand-holding...... They also took advantage of the lamp market, and the big ones were exposed, and the bright moon was shining in the lanterns, showing their magical powers.

The crowd is crowded, those who have stepped on their shoes, those who have been taken out of their pockets, those who have eaten tofu, those who have lost their front teeth, children who have lost, screamed, made trouble, cried, laughed, and all kinds of things in the world are all shown in this light market.

Chai Lin, who followed behind Wang Ziyue and frequently handed the code to Fang Zhongyong, was particularly frowning today.

Fang Zhongyong looked at Chai Lin's unpromising appearance, and really wanted to give him a kick, but forget it, Chai Lin was so generous, he gave Wangcai the best two big iron shabu pots in Chai Mansion, and for Wangcai's sake, let's help him with this.

Taking advantage of Wang Ziyue and Chai Lin turning from the front, Fang Zhongyong silently took the look handed by Chai Lin, and went around to a street and alley behind, ready to release Chai Lin's surprise to Wang Ziyue - the rose Kong lantern created by Fang Zhongyong himself.

The roses on the top are all made of silk flowers one by one, and they are pasted in the lotus seat with blue brocade around them, and then the Kong Ming lantern is set up, and the pine resin is lit at the bottom, and the rising heat is slowly floating into the sky with the fluttering rose Kong Ming lanterns.

In the dark night sky, like a string of flowing clouds, it forms a beautiful heart shape.

The flow of people in the streets and alleys, gradually, also noticed the existence of this group of rose Kong lanterns, and the sound of discussion spread out in the noisy and fiery crowd.

"Look, what's that?"

"Tsk, it looks like there's a flower on it."

"Is it a flower lamp? fluttering and shaking, the flowers and branches tremble, so elegant. ”

"What kind of flowers are that, it's so beautiful."

"Look, there's a shadow on the lamp, it's written, it must be a merry boy who writes poetry."

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Wang Ziyue also noticed this delicate thing. As the lanterns flew into the sky one by one, the beautiful heart shape grasped the direction in the swing of the breeze, rotating, opening and closing, Zhang Xi, and Wang Ziyue's heart inevitably became gorgeous.

"It's funny." Wang Ziyue's lips opened lightly, and it was easy to give a good review.

Chai Lin next to him was very happy and said, "Yue'er, this is a special gift for you." The lamps put for you, and when the lamps come down, you see, on each one, there is your name on it. ”

Wang Ziyue was noncommittal, but her lips and eyes were full of smiles, a girl's heart, and she was slightly curious. He doesn't say much thanks on his lips, but his body expression is very honest.

She looked at Chai Lin beside her, and then at the Kong Ming lantern flying in the inky sky, raised her eyebrows slightly, and smiled like a flower: "What kind of flower is there, why have you never seen it before?" ”

Chai Lin smiled happily, the white skin's tender face was slightly red, and he didn't see the hooligan energy of the gentleman on weekdays, and only muttered: "It's called a rose, yes, it's a flower that expresses love." ”

Speaking of this, Wang Ziyue snorted lightly, and her tone was still pleasant and brisk: "It's your prodigy scholar again, Fang Zhongyong's idea." This kid is a little interesting. ”

The two walked to the Fang family's dim sum shop as they spoke. In the past six months, Fang Zhongyong has already taught his sister-in-law and mother the practice of cakes, biscuits, egg tarts, and cheese bread as Western pastries, but if the craftsmanship is the best, it is the eldest brother of the Fang family who takes the lead.

In Shangyuan this year, Fang's dim sum shop launched a sugar gourd. Different from the Northern Song Dynasty's practice of just stringing fruits, Fang Zhongyong boiled syrup water in later generations and wrapped all kinds of fruits, a wide range of Amway. Nowadays, the business of this small Fangjia dim sum shop is already quite good.

The eldest brother of the Fang family was busy making snacks and sugar gourds in the back, and the sister-in-law of the Fang family was standing up with a bewitching posture, dressed up really like the "pastry Shih Tzu" that everyone called her.

Chai Lin has no intention of caring about Fang Zhongyong's "pastry Shih" sister-in-law, what kind of moth. Just because he saw Wang Ziyue stop, he naturally also saw the new sugar gourd of the Fang family's dim sum shop, following Wang Ziyue's thoughtful gaze, Chai Lin couldn't help but squeeze through the crowd, bought two sugar gourds, and handed one to Wang Ziyue's hands.

This eyesight is strong, and it is a perfect score.

Wang Ziyue smiled on his face. Delicately stretched out his slender jade hand, took the bamboo stick, opened his small mouth, and took a bite of the red sugar gourd. The small dimples on the lips became more and more obvious with the biting action, and the little pure Chai Lin, who fell in love, was fascinated.

This is also Young Master Chai Lin's first love, and Wang Ziyue will not understand Chai Lin's thoughts about her. But for some reason, Fang Zhongyong's little white face, which is harmless to humans and animals, and has clear soup and noodles, always floats to his heart from time to time, making Wang Ziyue a little overwhelmed.

A young lady like her, since she was a child, she has understood the fate of her parents, the words of the matchmaker, and her emotions have never belonged to her own grasp, so she doesn't want to think about it anymore.

And Comrade Fang Zhongyong, for Chai Lin's "romantic trip" tonight, is making the second arrangement, he helped Chai Lin set the best moon viewing residence for watching the lights a month in advance, and now he goes first, makes some good vegetables, and seeing that it is still early, he sits on the side against the wall Ge You slumped and took a nap.

Who knows that between the private seats of this Mochizuki residence, the sound insulation is basically empty, although there is a wall panel, the laughter and conversation on the other side are still clearly visible.

"Teacher Cang, Sister Cang, good sister, you teach us, you have seen a lot, you also tell me, how to choose a good son?"

The three words "Teacher Cang" made Fang Zhongyong feel energetic, he pricked up his ears, and quietly opened the mode of eavesdropping on the chatter between girls for the first time in his life.

"Good Erlang, it's easy, you go to the Donghua Gate and wait for the roll call, and those who walk over are all good sons of the Great Song Dynasty."

"Teacher Cang, don't tease us, let's Jiangnan West Road, how far away from Tokyo, let's talk about something down-to-earth."

"According to me, there are three unfilial pieties, and the other two are not diligent in their careers and do not plan for marriage."

"Teacher Cang hasn't spoken yet, what are you talking about, huh? Sister, what kind of tea is this, but is it green tea? ”

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Fang Zhongyong listened to it, and felt like a behind-the-scenes staff who were not honest and do not disturb, enduring a certain kind of values that have been the same for thousands of years, and people only have hehe: "There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest, and the other two points are that they are unwilling to take the civil service exam and not go on a blind date." ”

Thinking of this, Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but raise his glass and drink a lamp, and chanted a poem: "On the New Year's Eve last year, the flower market was as light as day. The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk. On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and my tears wet the sleeves of my spring shirt. ”

For Fang Zhongyong, it is the same situation to say goodbye to his parents and relatives in his previous life. Unexpectedly, after finishing the sentence, the elegant seat opposite was quiet, and after a while, a familiar man's voice slowly floated from the compartment: "It's also a drunken doorman, why don't you come to a party?" ”

Fang Zhongyong thought about it, but he still couldn't think of who this familiar voice was.

It's not Xia Zhu, but with Teacher Cang on Xia Zhu's tea, oh, is it? ……

Just as Fang Zhongyong was about to push the door and go to a private seat next to him, a gorgeous and extraordinary familiar face had already pushed the door in, smiling and walking towards Fang Zhongyong.