Qingzhou is vast, although the sun and the moon are the same day, but the green mountains are exotic, the customs of various places are slightly different, the mountains and mountains, the cities and the cities have their own characteristics, and the ways of celebrating the festival are various. But if you want to ask which city is the most lively during the Spring Festival, it must be the capital city of Qingzhou. There is always something that can make people not tired of visiting temple fairs, watching big plays, and watching the streets.

The streets of the inner and outer cities of the state capital were full of bustling people, and the vendors and shops also saw the opportunity to open on the first day of the Lunar New Year, hoping to have a good harvest, after all, so many people, no matter how bad their luck is, they should always be able to sell their things well, from morning to night, isn't it just a few silver? Now that the opportunity is so good, it is a fool not to hurry up and earn more silver.

A Taoist temple without a plaque in the outer city is also crowded, and the nearby neighborhoods are surrounded by pilgrims who come to pray for blessings in an endless stream, where does it matter which god he worships, where is the sacred, everyone you come and I come, the picture of the New Year is a peace of mind.

No matter what the mentality of the pilgrims is, anyway, the Mei Dao people sitting at the unsigning table are so happy that these pilgrims will inevitably bring offerings when they come to offer incense, and even some wealthy people will take the initiative to leave a few copper plates in the merit box in front of the statue as incense oil money for the gods to worship the lamps. And whether it is offerings, or sesame oil money, this can be regarded as a business without capital, seeing that there are more and more profits, Mei Dao people secretly calculated that according to this speed, it will not be long before they can re-make a plaque and hang it on the mountain gate, and then they will let Ling Chunqiu, that old poor sour, give the Taoist inscription, obediently, the inscription of the great Confucian in the world, enough pomp, right?

remembered that he helped the "Zhao Sanfen" Zhao family to round out a lie a few years ago, but the head of the Zhao family didn't say anything, it really shouldn't be, could it be that his Zhao family didn't want to make a noise?

was secretly thinking, suddenly saw the crowd in an uproar, pilgrims came a team of family members, surrounded by a group of large female relatives to the front of the view, led by a gray-haired but graceful and dignified old lady, wearing a rosewood brocade skirt, walking with a crane-headed cane, eyebrows quite majestic.

The old lady looked up at the mountain gate of this Taoist temple without a plaque, and then looked at the only Taoist priest who was sitting on the table in front of the statue seat to unsign, and asked, "Is the Taoist chief unsigning?"

Mei Daoren set up such a signing table, in fact, not to earn a few copper plates to unsign, otherwise he could have moved the table to the street, and he could gain a lot at the end of the day. He's more to take care of some of the sundries in the view, although it's not worth a few broken money, but if you lose it and buy it, you have to spend money again, right?

Of course, some of the pilgrims who came were ordinary people, and the incense and candle offerings had already cost a lot, and throwing a few sesame oil money was considered sincere, who would break the bank and draw what lottery to solve what sign? No, most of the time, only this old woman came to ask, but this old lady knew that her family was well-off, how could she come to his little broken view? You must know that most of the families of the wealthy families in the state capital city drove to the Hanging Temple of Cangtai Mountain outside the city in the first two days, and the host there is a world-famous monk, and he is a prefecture-level master.

But strange is strange, how can a pilgrim ask him to sign it? Straightening up the Confucian shirt that he had received from Ling Chunqiu, Mei Daoren got up and made a mockery and said, "The old lady has a childish face, and she is very happy to teach people, and she is polite!"

"Then dare to ask the Taoist chief?" asked the old lady with interest.

Mei Daoren laughed, his demeanor was more like a wanderer than a Taoist priest: "There is an old saying: the so-called signatory, cut the bamboo for it, and smoke in front of the gods to take advantage of the good luck." The lottery is a matter of luck, and the heaven and the earth are all working together, and the lottery is naturally tried. "If you are unlucky, it will be in vain to draw lots.

In the face of Mei Daoren's ambiguous words, the old lady laughed and said: "What the Taoist chief said is reasonable, the old body will give it a try to see if the old body's luck is good or not!"

The old lady handed the cane to the maid behind her, held the stick holder with both hands, whether she believed it or not, she closed her eyes and looked pious, and after shaking it a few times, a bamboo stick jumped out of the stick holder and just fell on the table in front of Mei Daoren.

Taoist Buddhist Temple has a lot of lottery fortune luck lucky murderers, or a tube of one hundred single eight lots, or the number of secret heaven gang, few such as Mei Dao people with 25 bamboo sticks for a tube of number, this number is irregular, there is no half point of reason. But no matter what, the pilgrim drew the lot, and Mei Daoren naturally wanted to unsign it, but before he could pick up the sign and look at it carefully, there were good things in the onlookers who had already read it: "There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon... It seems to be a verse. ”

The old lady's eyes narrowed and asked, "Dao Chief, what is the explanation of this sign?"

Mei Daoren picked up the bamboo stick, and saw that seven small characters were engraved with cinnabar on it, which was the sentence "there are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon", and quietly buckled the bamboo stick on the table, and asked the old lady: "What does this old lady ask, children, life, fortune, or wealth?"

"Oh, what do you say about fortune and wealth?" asked the old lady vaguely.

Glancing at the old lady, Mei Daoren didn't seem to see anything, and said: "The moon rises in the sea, and the merman weeps and the beads are all signs of fortune and wealth, so if the old lady really asks about life fortune or family wealth, then this sign is the top sign." ”

"Hehe, the old man will first thank the Taoist chief for his auspicious words. But if the old man is asking the younger generation, what should he understand?"

The old lady asked again.

Mei Dao's heart sank, the secret path finally came, he had already seen that this old lady was a little insincere, and it was estimated that he had done so much foreshadowing, just to ask this last sentence. Then he opened his mouth and said: "If you ask your children and grandchildren, there is a saying on the signature: The bright moon on the sea is lonely, and the mermaid weeps into tears of grief, and the old lady is afraid that she almost lost her beloved some time ago, right?" Without waiting for the old lady to be surprised, she continued: "But although this sign is dangerous, it also contains a trace of turnaround." ”

The old lady took the crutches in her hand, and when she heard this, the crutches knocked on the ground in various ways, and said anxiously: "What's the turning point?"

Mei Daoren had already guessed who the person was at this time, and said angrily: "The old lady is a scholar, and she has a family history, how can she not know what the next sentence is?"

"Next sentence, next sentence..." The old lady was a little flustered, and after repeating two sentences, she suddenly said happily: "Lantian is warm and jade is smoking!

"'Lantian is warm' means that after the weather warms up, and jade has always been a gentleman's nickname, so the second half of the sentence is to say that there will be a man to help Miss in the future, and the turning point is on this man. Mei Daoren paused and added: "Yes, this lottery is the winning lottery." ”

The old lady said eagerly, "Then where is this man?"

Putting the bamboo skewer back into the holder, Mei Daoren said: "I'm sorry old lady, this lottery is not as good as fortune telling, and it is not accurate. ”

Sighing, the old lady shook her head and said: "That's it, it's good to have a turnaround, it's good to have a turnaround...... and said: "The old man once said that the Taoist is a master, different from the ordinary, today I saw it really convincing, specially prepared a hundred taels of gold, a thousand taels of silver, and don't dislike it." ”

Mei Daoren put his hand in his sleeve and said, "The head of the Zhao family has a heart, so he will accept it with a cheeky face." ”

The old lady nodded at Daoist Mei and said, "Then the old body will leave!" After speaking, she turned around and left, and a group of female dependents also left the crowd under the escort of the family.

In front of the statue, Mei Daoren stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the back of the Zhao family leaving silently, and even the pilgrims who were patting the table and begging for a lot at this time ignored them, stunned.

At this time, in the Qinghua Palace, the maids in the palace are preparing the top priority of the Spring Festival of the Qinghua Palace under the arrangement of the clan elders, worshiping the heavens and worshipping the ancestors, but the difference this time is that the second lady actually wants to replace the state lord to accompany the hundred officials in the city to the streets, and then return to the ancestral temple after the Qinghua Palace to worship, which can make Hua Ning embarrassed.

"The master doesn't know what to think, why doesn't she go, do you have to let Miss go?" Hongying held her cheeks and watched the mothers-in-law dress up Hua Ning, and her meticulous demeanor was more rigorous than sending Hua Ning to marry.

Hua Ning reached out and touched the small imprint of the two short sword divine weapons on her wrist, and didn't say much, although she has been busy getting familiar with the two short swords these days, and has not seen her sister a few times, but from time to time she has heard the maids talk about how the state lord has recently retreated, and how her temperament has changed slightly because of practice, and she can't help but say: "Sister thinks that the practice has reached a bottleneck, so she will be a little impatient, otherwise she will not be too harsh on people with her sister's temperament." As for arranging for me to travel on her behalf today, there must be a reason for her. ”

At this time, Hua Wangshu ran outside the door, but he didn't dare to come in directly in front of the door, knocked lightly on the door, and urged: "The time has come, second miss, let's go?"

So everyone hurriedly put on a veil for Hua Ning, sent it to the carriage of the parade, and was gradually surrounded by the horses of the hundred officials in the center, heading towards the palace gate, so that everyone was a little emotional for a while, the second lady finally grew up!

On the first day of the Spring Festival every year, the officials of the state government have to walk slowly along the main thoroughfares of the inner city and the outer city under the leadership of the state lord, which is intended to let the hundred officials understand the suffering of the people and let the state lord not forget that the suffering of the people is the suffering of the state lord. Up to now, this kind of behavior has slowly evolved into an activity, followed by the hundred official teams in addition to the guards of the government army is a lively street performance, dragon and lion dances are in the middle, acrobatic tricks are also among them, the end is lively and extraordinary, it is indeed the only scene in the whole Qingzhou.

This whole process of parade will take a full three hours, starting from the morning and will continue until the afternoon to finish the main streets of the inner and outer city, then it is necessary to turn back to the ancestral temple behind the Qinghua Palace, and hold the ceremony of worshiping the heavens and worshiping the ancestors.

However, Hua Ning didn't know that there was a change that could change her life that was quietly brewing, and it was inevitable to avoid it.