Dongqu followed Ye Qing out, and she walked not far in front of Ye Qing in a pink dress.

But in addition to looking at the scenery around her dizzily, her mouth kept moving.

Because Qian Duoduo was by her side, from time to time she would give her a little bit of the snacks she bought from the vendors.

Ye Qing saw that Qian Duoduo kept feeding, and shook his head with a smile, "Duoduo, don't buy snacks anymore, be careful that Dongqu will feed you a fat girl in the future!" ”

Qian Duoduo turned around and responded with a smile: "It's okay, she still has to grow taller, and she won't get fat if she eats more." ”

Forget it, just be happy.

Huo Zimeng kept looking at Qian Junbao with blazing eyes, afraid that some ruffians would take advantage of the chaos to steal or someone would be rude to him.

Yes, I am worried that Qian Junbao will be indecent by some overly enthusiastic women!

For a long time, he didn't know that Qian Junbao had martial arts, and he treated him as a weak scholar.

In fact, if it is not necessary, Qian Junbao will not show his martial arts in front of Huo Zimeng, because the martial arts he uses are the same number as Mo Ce.

How could Huo Zimeng, who had been with Mo Ce for nine years, not know each other?

Huo Zimeng is not worried that Ye Qing will be harassed, with Ye Qing's temperament, if anyone dares to make a move on her, the end will be one word~ miserable!

Seeing Huo Zimeng's overly nervous appearance, Ye Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Relax, Zimeng." Tonight is to go out for a break and play.

Don't look like you're on the verge of an enemy, it's just a small town! ”

Huo Zimeng replied to her seriously: "This is my duty, I have experienced the previous things, and there is nothing wrong with being careful." ”

"Junbao, when did Zimeng become so uncute?" Ye Qing deliberately frowned slightly, she raised her head and stared at Qian Junbao, and asked with a serious expression.

Qian Junbao lowered his head and stroked her hair gently, looked at her and smiled: "Let him be, as long as he feels happy." ”

Ye Qing pursed his lips, then pointed to a stall surrounded by people in front of him and said, "Let's go there, it seems that we are fishing for fish and playing......"

Qian Junbao bowed slightly, and walked towards her with her arm.

…………

At this moment, in the West Garden of Jianzhou, the students of various colleges who came to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting have crowded the Furong Courtyard in the West Garden.

There is a lot of traffic outside the door, and the door is like a city. The garden is also brightly lit, full of festive bunny puppets and ribbons.

Countless maids shuttled and ran to prepare for the grand Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting to be held.

This hibiscus courtyard is the private garden of the famous prime minister Chen Bai hundreds of years ago, there are rockeries, pools, pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard, as well as five acres of hundred-year-old hibiscus trees planted near the water.

At this time, it is the season when the hibiscus is in full bloom, and the fragrance of hibiscus in the garden is full of fragrance, even if it is difficult to appreciate the delicate beauty of hibiscus flowers at night, but it does not prevent some literati who come here from taking hibiscus as a topic to compose poems and paintings.

For the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting to be held, Chen Gelao, the owner of the West Garden, who hosted the poetry meeting, decided to hold the Mid-Autumn Festival in advance.

Chen Ge Lao was a bachelor in Hanlin more than ten years ago, even if he has returned to his hometown, he is still very famous in Jianzhou.

In front of a pavilion in the middle of the Hibiscus Garden, it is used as a high platform for this worship, and there are mooncakes, melons and fruits, as well as incense burners and fine wine on the moon worship table.

Under the leadership of Chen Gelao, hundreds of students and dozens of Jianzhou officials who came to participate in the poetry meeting today began to pay homage to the moon.

Chen Ge Lao read a few words, and after serving three incense sticks devoutly, he took the moonshine paper handed to him by a beautiful maid and began to burn.

After the sacrifice, everyone sat down in turn, and the maids quickly distributed the small moon cakes made in the West Garden to everyone who came to participate.

After a short break and some tea, the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting is about to begin.

Different from the busy and noisy Furong Courtyard, the westernmost Begonia Garden in the West Garden is relatively quiet at this moment.

Chen Ge's youngest granddaughter, Chen Bing, was quietly admiring her alluring face in the mirror under the makeup of the two maids.

These days, some people have already released rumors in Jianzhou, saying that Chen Ge Lao is trying his best to host this Mid-Autumn Festival, and the purpose is to choose a fast son-in-law for his little granddaughter tonight.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, there are more young students who will participate tonight than in previous years, almost 200.

After dressing up, Chen Bing stroked his sideburns with satisfaction, and then a maid walked in and reported: "Sixth Miss, Xiangyun is here to report~."

Na Bai Lichu sat at the middle table in the third row of the east row tonight, and he sat with three of his classmates and friends. ”

"Hmm." Chen Bing nodded lightly, "You stand down!" ”

After the maid retreated, she said to the maid beside her, "Bring me that Yunjin blue gauze lotus dress!" ”

"Yes."

Chen Bing looked into his glasses again, and then slowly got up.

Tonight, that white departure must be in his own bag!

………………

The second floor of a teahouse.

"When is the bright moon...... Ask Qingtian for wine......" Ye Qing sang this "Water Tune Song Head" in a low voice, while drinking the hot tea that Qian Junbao poured for her!

"What are you singing?" Qian Junbao asked curiously.

Ye Qingxian took a shallow sip of tea and smiled: "It's nothing, I just suddenly want to sing, just hum casually." ”

Maybe people are in a foreign land, and it is inevitable that they will miss their hometown when it comes to festivals.

Looking at the moon in the sky, thinking that he would never be able to return to that world, Ye Qing suddenly sang this song.

Dongqu blinked, took the mung bean cake but didn't bite it, "Miss, you sing very well." Why don't you keep singing, slave maid wants to hear it! ”

Saying that, she sang along, because Ye Qing only sang one sentence, but Dongqu wrote it down carefully.

It's just that the little girl's voice is mellow, and she doesn't sing so tactfully, but it's still quite beautiful, but it lacks a little meaning.

"It's a beautiful word, why don't I go find a pen and paper and write it down!" Qian Junbao said.

Ye Qing was stunned, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No need, if you want to hear it, I'll just continue to sing, and I'll be free of writing it down!" ”

"Okay, okay!" Dongqu's eyes were shining and he clapped his hands, "Miss, the slave wants to sing with you."

"Well, then I'll sing a sentence, and you sing a sentence. This song is simple, you should be able to learn it by singing it twice! ”

"Young lady, what's the name of this song?" Seeing that Dongqu was so happy, Qian Duoduo who ate food also became curious.

""Water Tune Song Head (When is the Bright Moon)". Ye Qingdao.

"Why does it sound like a poem?" Qian Duoduo tilted his head and asked with some doubts.

"Hmm." Ye Qing nodded.

"Who wrote it?" Qian Duoduo asked.

Ye Qing shook his head and said, "I don't remember." ”

Qian Junbao glanced at her, picked up the tea, pursed his lips, and hid a faint smile behind the teacup.

Through Moze's memory, he already knew who wrote the words, but he wouldn't break the scenery.

"Why do you listen to songs and ask so many questions?" Dongqu turned her head sideways and glared at him.

Soon, the tune that Ye Qing sang slowly sounded in the private room.

When is the bright moon?

Ask the sky for wine.

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace......