Wu Zong is scheduled to feast on the Shangsi Festival for the hundred officials and the new science and technology scholars.

On the third day of March of the Shangsi Festival, Xuanyuan was born. On this day, the people of Shishu went to the water's edge to bathe with herbs, feast and drink.

On the edge of the Qujiang Pond, the curtain was set up early, and the smoky-colored brocade tent stretched for ten miles. The floor is laid with a red carpet. The maid played the emerald feather fan, and the jade toad incense burner curled cigarettes.

Wu Zong sat on the imperial chariot, hundreds of officials, new science and technology scholars, Ming Jing finalists, and other candidates who participated in the re-examination, followed on horseback.

The palace maids are surrounded by beads, and the guards are in a strict array.

Adults and children of Chang'an citizens come out to play and cleanse their bodies with herbs. On the way, when they met the emperor, they all bowed their heads on the side of the road.

Today, the wind is beautiful, and the sun is shining warmly. On the side of the Qujiang Pond, in addition to the royal curtain, large and small curtains are scattered among them.

Early in the morning, Jiang Yao drove Xiuying, Huang Ying, and Ashina back. Today is also the Daughter's Festival, the Peach Blossom Festival.

Xiuying and the three of them dressed up to travel, and all three of them wore pomegranate skirts and green short undergarments. Paired with a smoky shawl.

The same throwing bun, the bun on both sides is covered, and there are a few peach blossoms on the bun. The forehead is decorated with flowers, and the lips are painted with a smile. The peach is scorching.

The three hired a car to the Qujiang Pond. They are used to showing up every day. There is no curtain to isolate outsiders.

In the Qujiang Pond, the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the calamus grows luxuriantly. The peach forest and apricot blossoms on the shore are as bright as clouds.

Under the peach blossom tree, the three of them spread out bamboo mats and put on delicious food and wine.

From afar, I saw the royal procession approaching and entering the smoky brocade tent.

There were people on the shore who were 'Qushui Floating Eggs' and 'Qushui Floating Jujubes', and when they saw the royal team appearing, they hurriedly shifted their positions. Don't pick up hard-boiled eggs and jujubes in the water.

There was a peaceful and joyful atmosphere by the Qujiang pool, and Wu Zong's heart was a little fluttering. Datang is in his own hands, and he has not been able to clear the disease, after all, there is a new look of the old look.

The crowd took their seats on the red carpet. Wu Zong stepped down from the high throne and spent the festival with the courtiers.

The weather is clear and the wind is smooth. The flowers are like brocade, the clear stream is agitated, and the meandering water is enough to tell the romance.

Wu Zong said cheerfully, "All Aiqing, don't restrain yourself, look up to the first life, today you can let loose and drink freely." ”

The Purple Ostrich Peak is served on an emerald plate, and the snow-white fillets are served on a crystal plate. The chopsticks are made of rhinoceros horn, and the cups are crystal clear jade.

The Yellow Gate Pegasus galloped and sent the delicacies made by the imperial chef in an endless stream.

Gong E, who had fragrant temples and shoulders, brought a basin of water, in which herbs were soaked. Wu Zong washed his hands and cleaned his face, and the ministers followed suit in turn. After the purification ceremony, the feather buds follow the current.

The eared clay feathers on both sides are placed on lotus leaves and float down the winding river. Yu Yu seemed to be popular, and he couldn't hover in front of Wu Zong's eyes.

Wu Zong laughed, leaned forward and reached out to pick up the feather, and poured the wine into the jade cup. "I'm not good at literature, I'm better at this."

He drank all the wine in his glass, filled it again, and drank three glasses in a row.

Wu Zong finished drinking, and chanted in his mouth, "Shanyin is all luxurious, and there are many beautiful people by the water in Chang'an." ”

Everyone said, "Your Majesty, since you have drunk the wine in the cup, you will definitely be able to eliminate disasters and difficulties." Longevity knows no bounds. ”

The feather was placed on the lotus leaf again, and drifted to Li Xiang's side and stopped. Everyone was amazed, and Yu Yu was really popular.

Li Xiang picked up the feather and poured the wine into the cup. Mouth occupies a poem

March is three days, and thousands of springs continue to be thousands. The holy Ze is like the East China Sea, and the astronomy is like the North Star.

The lotus leaf beads are clean, and the lotus treasure is new. Your Majesty rules all the countries, and the ministers are water-hearted.

Li Xiang drank all the wine in the cup, and everyone applauded in unison. The feather buds continued to float in the water.

Wang Wenxing guards one acre and three points of land, and going to Beijing to take the exam is considered to be stepping out of the house. Today, I saw the royal pomp and feast. Sigh at the frog at the bottom of the well.

Daily mugwort cakes and sticky rice balls have become works of art here. It's unbearable. It's too delicate, and I just feel a pity to eat it.

The atmosphere of the monarchs and ministers here is harmonious, there is no silk and bamboo singing and dancing, just chatting, drinking and writing poems.

Someone over there stole the royal limelight. People flocked to the other side of the pond.

A line of beauties came in a row, surrounded by fat swallows, beauties who were shy of flowers in the closed moon, and took pictures by the water.

When the last beauty got off the cui hu incense car, the tourists gathered were holding their breath, as if they were out of breath, and the beauty would blow away.

This weak and jade-like woman is the old bustard of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion who has devoted three years of hard work to create the future Oiran - Feifei Girl.

Miss Fei Fei was dressed in a light green skirt and a plain gauze dress, fluttering to raise her clothes to the wind. The flying fairy hair bun is carved and swayed by a jade flower. The Nine Heavens Fairy descended to the earth.

The popular girls of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion are out of the nest. Tourists want to see the beauty.

The girls are curious, why do the girls of the Bamboo Forest Pavilion make people flock to it? What are the reasons for those popular girls?

Boys are more curious, and on weekdays, people spend a lot of money to kiss the beauty of Fangze. Today is just around the corner.

It's not a beauty who sees flowers in the fog on the edge of the sky, but a beauty that is close at hand.

Jiang Xin led the Bamboo Forest Pavilion to guard the courtyard and build a human wall around the beauty.

The girls sat down on bamboo mats, dipped herbs in the pool water, and slapped them on their hands and faces. The feather buds are placed on lotus leaves and float down the river. The first cup stopped in front of the cherished girl.

"All I have left now is the smell of copper, and I can't even do it. I punished myself with three glasses. ”

It was a pity that Hao's wrist was raised, and three glasses of wine were drunk. Yu Yu turned to Ruyu, but Ruyu didn't drink water, laid out pen and ink, and wrote a poem.

Qujiang silk bamboo, high will be sages. Beauty is like jade, and the water flows. Apricot blossoms and rain, peach clouds.

Ruyu handed the poem to Jiang Xin. The tourist began to move, "Childe, a gift from a beauty." The poem was handed to a young man beside Jiang Xin.

Someone receives a gift from a beautiful woman, and the crowd moves forward. Jiang Xin waved his hands and said loudly, "Beauty dedicates talents to you today, can you cooperate, there will be many surprises in the follow-up." ”

Since there is a follow-up, the crowd is looking forward to it. The three of them stayed where they were.

It's a busy day, and it's rare to relax. The warm spring breeze blows, and the peach petals fall one after another.

Ashina simply lay on the mat and crossed one leg. Xiuying stroked a strand of hair on her sideburns, laughed at her and said, "A girl's family, you have to pay attention to the rules." ”

"Who do you pay attention to?" Ashina covered her face with a handkerchief, "Like that girl that day, she should be a girl who pays attention to the rules, and she hugged Jiang Yao and burst into tears." ”

"When the words come to your mouth, why do they sound harsh?" Suyoung picks up the petals on the mat and covers Ashina's face.