Chapter 22: A Match Made in Heaven

Du He and Princess Changle returned to the street, suddenly there was a noise of gongs and drums, and in the crowd, a team of stilts appeared, including lions, dragons, Guanyin Bodhisattvas, golden boys and jade girls, and two generals...... Almost all folklore characters are included. The best part is that they all stepped on stilts and staggered.

Princess Changle was overjoyed, and she raised her feet to see more clearly.

Du He knew her intentions and hugged her and squeezed to the front.

Stepping on stilts, Princess Changle has also seen it, and she has seen the skills of famous artists, and the technology is more than one grade stronger than these on the street. But the situation is different, and the feeling is very different.

In the midst of this applause, these stilt-walking teams are even more capable.

The dignified and virtuous Princess Changle was also infected by the atmosphere and applauded!

After the stilts, there is the dragon lantern, also called the "dragon dance", which is up to 20 meters long and dances by dozens of people. One person fights the dragon with a hydrangea in front, and the rest all lift the dragon, performing the actions of "two dragons playing with pearls", "double dragons out of the water", "fire dragon taking off", "dragon making trouble" and so on, which can be described as wonderful.

Du He and Changle came to the corner of the street to rest.

At this time, a hawker selling tea and eggs, an old husband and wife, simple and honest, stopped beside them with a heavy burden. The two looked at the crowd, showing a helpless look.

The old man said: "It's late, it looks like I can't squeeze in!" This selling tea eggs is no better than others, it is a fire, and it is a stove, in case it burns people, it is even worse. ”

The old woman nodded desperately, and said strangely: "If it weren't for the old man, you would not be too late!" ”

The old man hurriedly confessed his guilt and begged for mercy with a face.

Princess Changle looked at them enviously, thinking that if they could be like them, the husband and wife could live so happily until they grew old, and they were better than being princesses.

Du He saw that their old husband and wife were so old and still had to do business, so he stepped forward to buy four tea eggs.

The old couple smiled when they saw that they had made a business.

Du He peeled off the eggshell for Princess Changle and handed her the boiled egg.

Princess Changle looked up and down, tea eggs are very ordinary, but the more ordinary things are, the more there is no in the palace, under Du He's encouraging gaze, she reached out and pulled up the veil, took a bite, the tenderness of the eggs and the fragrance of the tea diffused in the mouth, the taste is not much better than those abalone shark fins, there is no more taste.

"It's delicious!" Princess Changle said, took an unshelled one, peeled it like that, and handed over the egg after removing the shell.

Du He smiled knowingly, but did not take it with his hand, but lowered his head and swallowed it in one bite.

Princess Changle was startled and glanced at him with disgust.

The old woman smiled: "The relationship between the young couple is so good! ”

Princess Changle's face was flushed, and she secretly glanced at Du He from time to time, with deep pregnancy in her eyes.

Du He accepted this title even more calmly, and seeing that Princess Changle had affection in her eyes, she reached out to hold her Rouyi and pinched it.

Next, Du He took her to buy things, eat snacks, watch open-air plays, and rings, and almost visited all the folk amusement places. The novelty made Princess Changle, who had little knowledge, look happy and overjoyed.

"I'm tired!" Du He looked at Changle, who was already sweating on his forehead, and reached out to wipe the sweat for her.

"Yes!" Princess Changle nodded in response, she had been weak since she was a child, and now she was playing this and that with Du He, although she was extremely happy, her body was faintly uncomfortable.

"Hold on, turn two more streets and you'll be Hibiscus Pool! Let's rent a boat and rest on the lake! As the male protagonist of the date, Du He has already set the outline of the game, and there will be no tragic situation of not knowing where to go in a hurry.

Furong Pond is in the southeast corner of Tang Chang'an City, also called Qujiang Pond, named because of the twists and turns of the water flow, a piece of natural scenery, the shoreline is tortuous, you can swing a boat. Aquatic plants such as lotus and calamus are planted in the pool, and the pavilions and palaces loom among the flowers and trees.

When I came to the Furong Pond, I saw hundreds of pairs of men and women staying on the shore, gathering in groups of three or five, but few people boarded the boat. In the distance, Du Ho could already hear someone arguing by the poolside.

When I came to the front, I saw a couplet hanging on both sides of the pier, and one of them was "The mandarin ducks play in the water at the night of the Shangyuan Dynasty and fly with wings!" The other couplet is "Lantern Festival night lovers are happy on a boat!" There is also a horizontal couplet that reads: "Talented and beautiful".

Du He and Princess Changle glanced at each other, both showing interested looks, not knowing what was strange in it.

Du He found Shangguan Yi in the crowd, pulled Princess Changle over, and shouted: "Brother Shangguan......"

Shangguan Yi saw that it was Du He, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Du He stopped him with his hands, since he took the title of a calligraphy master, such things have been common, and he was tired of it, so after letting Shangguan Yi not have to be polite, he asked the reason.

Shangguan Yi said with a smile: "This thing has to start from last night, in the past, whenever Shangyuan, Zhongyuan, Qixi and other festivals, there will be boats for rent by the Furong Pond for tourists to raft in the middle of the lake." This year, for some reason, there is not a ferry boat on the Furong Pond, only the ring set up by the Helan family to meet friends in writing. If you want to go boating, you must have a couple, each showing their abilities, and only when their talents are recognized can they be given a trip to the hibiscus pond on a boat. ”

"It's a miracle!" Du He was a little confused: "The Helan family is making such a big move, somehow?" ”

Shangguan Yi shook his head and said, "I don't know!" Anyway, there must be other intentions, otherwise they would not have been selected so harshly, and it seems that they deliberately provoke the spirit of the scribes to fight. If Mr. Qinglian wants to swim in the lake, it is never a problem to pass the test with your words, but the partner next to the test of Mr. It is necessary to know that there are millions of people in Chang'an, and in the past two days, only more than 50 pairs of men and women can pass. ”

Du He laughed and said, "Are you interested in giving it a try?" ”

"Since you are here, there is no reason to retreat!" Princess Changle is a must-have in calligraphy and painting, and she is also a person who thinks very highly of herself, so she smiled and walked up.

Her move immediately attracted the attention of thousands of people by the Hibiscus pool, and everyone responded with enthusiastic eyes.

She is dressed in white, her black hair is like clouds, her eyes are tender like water, and she has a fierce and inviolable solemnity. Although she wears a veil, it is still difficult to stop her peerless style, but it makes people want to know more about her amazing face under the veil.

Her attention, which attracted everyone, immediately overshadowed the women around her, and under her peculiar brilliance, any woman who was extremely confident in her appearance felt ashamed of herself.

Even if Princess Changle didn't show her true face, she killed all opponents in seconds just with the unique temperament of that beauty.

Du He also followed with a quick pace, walking side by side with Changle.

One of them is as handsome as Pan An Song Yu, and the other is as beautiful as Xi Shi Zhaojun, and each of them has a jealous appearance and a jealous temperament. If you stand up alone, it is enough to make the men and women of the world go crazy with jealousy.

But now that they are standing together, they complement each other, and they are a match made in heaven.

Hundreds of pairs of talented and beautiful people around looked at them quietly, there was no jealousy in their eyes, some were just admiration: only she is worthy of him, and only he is worthy of her.

"You don't know what stunts you show?" An elderly man who was in his late teens walked up and seemed to be in charge.

"She painted my inscription!"

"He inscribes me to paint!"

The two cooperated seamlessly, and they actually had a good heart, and said at the same time.

The two looked at each other silently, and there seemed to be a smile between the corners of their mouths. Although they value each other, it is the first time that they have experienced this feeling of mutual harmony and heart-to-heart.

Princess Changle came to the desk, took a deep breath, and quietly contemplated, at this moment he completely forgot about the things outside his body, thinking about the feeling before, drawing as he liked, completely unaware that the pen in his hand had begun to move on the paper.

I don't know how much time passed, a voice suddenly came from beside me, "Lotus? ”

Stunned, he looked up and saw Du He standing beside him, admiring her painting.

Princess Changle realized that she had painted a lotus flower, and she unconsciously realized that she had painted a masterpiece that could be compared with the "Knight's Journey".

Once again, she felt the Zen spirit of painting, painting with her heart, and drawing what she wanted to paint with her instinct.

At the moment of entering Zen, she was thinking of Du He, Du Qinglian, so she painted a lotus flower that came out of the mud and was not stained. Ordinary people paint lotus, focusing on painting leaves, and use lotus leaves to set off the beauty of lotus flowers.

The painting of Princess Changle is an exception, she focuses on painting silt, using the silt in the pond to set off the beauty of the lotus, the spirit of the lotus, the artistic conception of the real thing, leaping on the paper.

Painting beauty, artistic conception is more beautiful!

In the face of such a painting, except for Ailian, Du He really couldn't find any suitable words to write on this painting.

Immediately pick up the pen and wave it.

Princess Changle whispered: "The flowers of water, land, grass and trees are very lovely. Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemum alone. Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peonies very much.

To love the lotus out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant far and clear, pavilion net planting, can be seen from a distance and can not be blasphemed.

It is called a chrysanthemum, and the recluse of flowers is also; Peony, the rich and noble of flowers; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Belch! The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard after pottery. The love of the lotus, who is the giver? The love of peony should be everyone. ”

She didn't read it loudly, but it was clear to everyone's ears.

The lotus flower is in the mud, but it is not clean, and the precious spirit of not following the world, self-love and innocence and nature is vividly reflected in this short hundred words.

Everyone present has a certain foundation, and they are all amazed when they hear it.

Princess Changle's eyes flashed with sincere admiration, she didn't know what she was drawing, but Du He came up with a subtle sentence to praise the lotus in this short period of time.

is so talented, how can it be compared to Cao Zijian, who became a poem in seven steps?

Thinking that Du He was likely to be his future husband, his heart was full of pride.

Suddenly, I heard an exclamation from behind me, and I turned my head to see that it was the old man. Come to think of it, he has already seen the painting of Princess Changle.

(To be continued)