Dinner was over, and Lan Jing'an planned to go to the North Gate Tower first to have a look and observe if there was any movement in the Dayong camp opposite Hanshui.

Xie Weining saw that she had no intention of participating in the Lantern Festival at all, so he also extinguished his thoughts about watching the excitement, and instead asked Lan Jing'an if he could accompany her to the city tower to have a look.

Lan Jing'an thought that at night, except for the bright lights in the inner city, he couldn't see any other layout, and he was not afraid that Xie Weining would write down the layout of Xiangyang. It can be regarded as letting him see the excitement of the Shangyuan Festival from another angle, so he agreed to him.

Xiangyang City is not very big, even if it is a walk from the restaurant in the south of the city to the city tower in the north of the city, it is only half a stick of incense, so Lan Jing'an did not ride a horse when he went out before, anyway, there are military horses in the city tower, and it will not be a problem to set off from there to the camp.

Lan Jing'an found the nearest road to the North Gate Tower. Tonight's Shangyuan Festival, every house hangs lanterns, every household inserts poplar branches, and the street is not lively. On both sides of the road are all kinds of stalls selling dumplings and goods. Tangyuan is a must-eat snack on the Shangyuan Festival, so there are many people who buy it. Among the sellers, river lanterns and masks are the best.

Lan Jing'an asked Feng Shen to introduce the local customs to Xie Weining as he walked. The lantern festival and the river lantern are basically the two most important activities of the Shangyuan Festival.

There are also quizzes and puppet performances at the lantern festival, and the officials will also organize people to play dragon lanterns and stilt performances. When the lantern festival is over, all the people will flock to the moat in the south of the city to put lanterns to pray. The entire event will continue until late at night.

Since masks are worn in the performance of the opera, many families buy similar masks for their children to bless them with no illness and disaster during the year. Moreover, many young men and women like to buy masks to wear on their faces in order to be their favorite objects at the lantern festival, and they don't want others to recognize their identities.

Lan Jing'an and they came out after dinner, it was still early, and there was more than an hour before the lantern festival began. Therefore, although various stalls have been erected on the street, and tourists have begun to walk out of their homes, it is not yet the time when the flow of people is at its densest.

But even so, Lan Jing'an's joke during the dinner still came true. Along the way, many young girls threw flattering eyes at Xie Weining. Several others took the initiative to come to him, pretending to be casual, and threw the handkerchief in front of his eyes, hoping to have a love affair with him.

Xie Weining couldn't be bothered, especially when he saw Lan Jing'an's playful gaze, his face was even more unsightly. He couldn't understand how a girl was willing to find a blind man when he was already blindfolded. As everyone knows, his stunning appearance is too outstanding, don't say that he is just blind, I am afraid that even if he is blind, there will be a girl desperate to pounce.

Xie Weining stopped at the mask stall, picked for a long time, and finally bought a mask with a blue face and fangs. He tried it on, and it was unexpectedly comfortable, much more comfortable than the one Yin Quan had given him in Yonghua City, and the breathability was also good.

He picked and chose a beautiful silver mask and gave it to Lan Jing'an. Lan Jing'an can't bear to wear this kind of thing. Xie Weining insisted that she wear it.

His reason is also sufficient: Lan Jing'an has the face of the great priest, and there are people who salute everywhere he goes, and he doesn't know how much time he wasted returning the salute along the way. If she wants to get to the north of the city early, it's better to wear a mask.

Lan Jing'an thought about it, so he planned to pay for one to wear. Xie Weining was reluctant to let her wear the one she bought. Lan Jing'an didn't want to be in front of outsiders and have endless conversations with him, so he took a mask and put it on.

The two of them put on masks, and sure enough, no one bothered them anymore, and the five of them arrived at the North Gate Tower smoothly. Although the north gate is also lit here, in order to facilitate the view of Fancheng on the other side, the city tower is still dim.

Lan Jing unwrapped his mask and took the lead in ascending the stairs. When the guards guarding the door saw that it was the chief priest who came to inspect, they all saluted her. Lan Jing'an first asked about the observation of this day, especially if there was any change on the other side.

The soldiers on the city tower said helplessly that Dayong's ships couldn't see any changes. However, today is the day when the Han River is open for fishing, so many fishing boats do not obey the order and shuttle between the banks of the Han River. They always had to be distracted to observe the boats, and they couldn't see them all.

Lan Jing'an sighed, knowing that this was something that couldn't be done. No matter how strict her military orders are, she can't use them to manage ordinary fishermen. If these fishermen are not allowed to enter the water at all, they will have to be disbursed accordingly. The food and grass in the army are not enough, where can there be other food to help these fishermen?

What's more, these fishing boats are not only on the side of the cadres, but also on the other side of Dayong, and she can't reach them. So for these fishing boats, she can only turn a blind eye.

She first arrived at the side facing Hanshui and looked into the distance carefully. Three months ago, she and Brother Qingyun also looked at the other side of the river together, and at that time, the two were still thinking about when they would be able to hit the other side. Now, it would be good if she could hold the side of the cadre army hard.

There is only one full moon reflected in the Han River, sprinkling a little light. Bonfires shine everywhere on the other side of the river, which shows the breadth of the Dayong military camp. She listened intently again, except for the distant sound of water, there was no abnormal sound. Lan Jing'an put his mind at ease, and turned to the side facing the city with Xie Weining and the others.

Xie Weining had already taken advantage of the unpreparedness to remove the blindfolded black cloth from the mask. Anyway, it was night, and as long as you didn't get closer, no one could see the color of his eyes. Lan Jing'an glanced at him and didn't say anything.

In the city of Xiangyang, there is a fire tree and silver flowers, and you can also see several streets near the north gate bustling with tourists. The beautiful scene stunned Qingluan, Feng Shen and Yin Quan.

Although Xia Guo does not have a Shangyuan Festival, there will be a similar Xinghui Festival. It was the third day of the New Year in November.

It's just that instead of lighting lamps in every house, torches are planted everywhere. Then it is located in the center of the market to build a high platform, first interpret the story of the creation of the summer country on the high platform, and then everyone sings and dances, and finally puts the sacrificial things on the high platform, and the people put the torches in their hands one by one on the large fire pond next to the high platform, and together push the atmosphere of the festival to the most.

Xie Weining, as the most favored Nine Emperor Princes of Emperor Xia, often climbed the city tower with Emperor Xia to watch the celebration of the Star Returning Festival. Therefore, he felt that the light market in Xiangyang City was beautiful, but it lacked the heat and intensity of the Xinghui Festival.

He turned his head to look at Lan Jing'an and found that she was also calm, not as excited as the other three. He asked her curiously, "Have you seen the light market here before?" ”

Lan Jing'an shook his head: "Shangyuan Festival is only once a year. This is my first time in Xiangyang. ”

Xie Weining is a little strange, shouldn't girls like this gorgeous dream-like feeling? Even Bi Luan, who seemed to have a hot temper, was now attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him, with a fascinated expression on his face. Why is the ugly girl so calm?

Taking advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, he rubbed to Lan Jing'an's side and continued to ask her, "Don't you like it?" Have you seen it elsewhere before? ”

When Lan Jing'an was in Baiyuguan, he only cared about going to the lantern festival to have fun, and never thought of running to the city tower to have a look. The only time she went upstairs to watch the lights was last year.

Lan Jing'an's face changed suddenly, his eyes fell on the lamplight, and his whole person trembled a little uncontrollably. Xie Weining sensed that something was wrong with her, and her current performance clearly showed that she must have climbed the tower to watch the lights in other places before, and it seemed that this past was not something she liked to recall.