Early the next morning, after eating in the inn, the four of them packed up their things and set out on their way, and their destination was the capital of the concubine country.

They are now on the border of the concubine kingdom, and they are far away from the capital. Fortunately, with his lover and friends along the way, Song Qingyi didn't feel bored.

"Half a day before the walk is Lin'an City, we can rest there at night."

The four of them dismounted and rested on a roadside tea stall, Wei Xuehan looked at the place where they were now and said.

Hearing that there was a place to rest in front of him, there was no need to rest in the woods, and Song Qingyi was also very happy.

"This Lin'an City can be said to be the most prosperous place in addition to the capital, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and it has the reputation of a city that never sleeps, and many people will visit it." Wei Xuehan introduced Song Qingyi and Meng Yu.

"There's a bit of anticipation." After listening to Wei Xuehan's explanation, Song Qingyi really wanted to see which of the Lin'an City or the capital of Yunguo was more prosperous.

After resting, the four of them hit the road again, and when the sun set in the west to reveal the orange sunset, the four finally arrived at Lin'an City.

When you enter the city gates, you will be greeted by the people coming and going on the streets, as well as the hospitable vendors.

It was already evening, but the lights in Lin'an City were bright, and the people who came and went did not mean to decrease.

"While it's just getting dark, why don't we take a stroll first?" Seeing such a prosperous scene, Song Qingyi couldn't help but ask.

At first, she was still thinking about how prosperous a Lin'an City could be, but now she couldn't help but admire it when she saw it. This Lin'an City really lived up to Wei Xuehan's praise, and it did not lose the capital of Yunguo at all, or even worse.

Hearing Song Qingyi's proposal, the other three did not refuse, and took the horses in their hands and strolled through the bustling streets. There are many novelties sold at the stalls that have never been seen before.

"I think you look good with this." Song Qingyi picked up a rabbit face mask on the stall and handed it to Wei Xuehan.

Wei Xuehan took it, and then chose a mask for Song Qingyi.

Looking at the various masks on the capital, suddenly a mask attracted Song Qingyi, Song Qingyi took it in his hand and turned to look at Xiao who was not far away and said with a smile: "Xiao, do you want to consider changing the mask?" I think this suits you perfectly. ”

I saw Song Qingyi holding the mask of a big fat-headed doll in her hand, and there was a smiling face on the mask. It just so happens that Xiao is not smiling, and this mask really matches.

Xiao looked at Song Qingyi a little speechlessly, and turned his head directly without looking at Song Qingyi.

Wei Xuehan and Meng Yu on the side couldn't help but smile.

"It's so lively ahead, Qingyi, let's go take a look." Wei Xuehan looked at the lanterns not far in front of him, and there were many people who looked gentle and elegant.

When Song Qingyi heard Wei Xuehan's words, he immediately became interested and went with Wei Xuehan.

Seeing this, Meng Yu and Xiao also hurriedly followed behind, and for a while, the two became the bodyguards of the two women.

I finally squeezed into the crowd, and I saw many people writing something on the lantern with a pen, and then hung the lantern.

"What is this doing?" Song Qingyi asked a man who looked like a scholar next to him with some curiosity.

The man looked Song Qingyi up and down, and saw that Song Qingyi was not dressed like a concubine, so he knew that he was an outsider.

Xu is accustomed to seeing a lot of people from other countries come here, and the man enthusiastically explained to Song Qingyi: "Look at the girl, I just arrived here in Lin'an City today, this is our custom here, and a poetry meeting will be held every two days every year to invite talented and beautiful people to write their poems on the lantern for people to watch." At the same time, if some dignitaries like the above verses, they can buy lanterns. ”

"To put it bluntly, this poetry club is a place for talented and beautiful people to communicate with each other, and secondly, it can also gain a good reputation." The man explained to Song Qingyi very patiently.

After listening to the man's words, Song Qingyi suddenly realized, and only then did he notice that there were indeed poems on every lantern present. Bookstore.com

"Thank you, boy." Song Qingyi hurriedly saluted and thanked him.

Then he conveyed the man's words just now to Wei Xuehan and the others.

"There are indeed a lot of good poems." Meng Yu looked at the lanterns around him and nodded frequently.

Although Meng Yu is a military general, he also has a little understanding of poetry and songs.

Xiao didn't say anything next to him, just watched quietly.

It was the first time for Song Qingyi to hear Meng Yu praise others like this, and he couldn't help but put his eyes on the lantern that Meng Yu was watching.

It is said that the words are true and true, only to see the pen on the lantern full of ink, the font and poetry complement each other, as if alive, people are full of praise.

"Good poetry indeed!" Song Qingyi couldn't help but praise when he saw this.

Although she didn't know much about these, she knew that the person behind it must be Xuefu Wuche as soon as she looked at the words and the artistic conception in them.

"It's good, but I always think it's a little weird." Wei Xuehan couldn't help but come over to see what it was like when he heard that they were all praising a poem.

Wei Xuehan, who has always had a bit of a love for poetry, couldn't help frowning when he saw this poem.

Song Qingyi took a closer look, read it a few more times, and found that one of them was really not good.

"It should be this place, if the concubine is changed to a concubine, maybe the artistic conception will be stronger." Song Qingyi directly put forward his opinion.

As soon as Song Qingyi's words fell, she saw some people around her looking at her with unfriendly eyes.

Song Qingyi's voice was not loud, but it was enough for some people around him to hear it.

Seeing these people looking at him like this, Song Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Could it be that what I just said is wrong?

Looking at the poem carefully, Song Qingyi still felt that there was nothing wrong with what he just said.

"Who is this man, so bold."

Before Song Qingyi could figure out the situation, he heard the people around him watching and talking about it.

Song Qingyi only felt confused, not knowing what was going on, and was about to step forward to ask, but found that his sleeve was pulled by someone.

Looking back, I saw Wei Xuehan, who was standing beside him, pulling his sleeve and shaking his head at him.

Although puzzled, Song Qingyi still gave up asking and came to Wei Xuehan's side.

"What's wrong? Why don't you let me ask? Seeing these people talking about themselves, Song Qingyi felt very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Wei Xuehan hurriedly pulled Song Qingyi aside and said nervously: "Don't substitute the word concubine in front of these people, it won't be good if some ill-intentioned people hear it, maybe there will be a murder." ”

Now Song Qingyi was even more stunned, but how could he die with just one word.

Knowing that Song Qingyi was confused, Wei Xuehan whispered: "The emperor of this concubine country has a favorite concubine, but the concubine died of a serious illness, the emperor was very unhappy, and ordered that this word should not be mentioned. ”