Changsheng had been preparing for the lantern festival at night for a while, especially Xuejin, who was no longer smearing mud and pot ash on Xuejin's face now. Because it's in the county, it's more convenient to buy some rouge gouache or something. Maybe it was because of Xuejin's critical eyes, Changsheng was unexpectedly talented when he applied powder to him.

After a busy incense time, when Xuejin looked in the mirror again, he unexpectedly found that he was three points different from his previous appearance. Obviously, he still has the same nose and eyes, but now it's not as dazzling as before, and looking at himself like this, Xuejin won't feel so disgusted.

Therefore, for tonight's lantern festival, Seokjin is not so repulsive.

"Alright."

Because Xuejin was very reluctant to wear a hat, Changsheng could only do everything to make him what he is now. Fortunately, Xuejin was more satisfied, so he stayed until nightfall, and the two drove the ox cart to the county seat.

Changsheng had already booked an inn before, and he could stay in the city tonight without having to worry about the curfew. I have to say that Xue Jin sometimes feels that Changsheng doesn't look like a child at all, how thoughtful it is.

The two first left the ox cart at the inn, and then the two went to the lantern festival together. Although this small county town where Changsheng is located is not a big county, it has to be said that the customs that have been circulating here for a long time do have their own special features. The lanterns here are very chic.

From Yukijin's point of view, although it is not as delicate as in the palace, it also has a unique flavor.

For example, the outer skin of the lanterns here is not ordinary paper, but a native endemic plant called papyrus. This grass is just right for this season. After drying it, it tore the stems and laid them flat, and then a lot of paper was obtained. And these papers are thin and transparent, and although they are not as good as other papers for writing, they are a must for lanterns.

Just like the half-height marquee hanging in front of the inn, at this time, through the dim candle flame inside, the pattern drawn on it is also surprisingly clear. In the slow rotation, a lingering folk tale appears in front of you.

Seokjin stood in front of the door and watched for a long time before snorting disdainfully and walking forward. Changsheng has raised him for so long, and he has long understood that this person thinks he is good-looking but doesn't want others to see it.

Following the awkward Xuejin, the two walked around the corner and entered a whole street of bright lanterns.

This street is just ordinary during the day, but at this time, it is really beautiful and intoxicating.

All the shops on both sides of the street have hung up their own elaborate lanterns. Rabbit lanterns, lotus lanterns, pomegranate lanterns, beauty lanterns......

Countless, competing for beauty.

The originally dark sky is also brightened by these lanterns. The two of them were shocked by this scene, and they couldn't take their eyes off it for a long time. It's a visual treat, and it's really beautiful.

At this time, there are vendors enthusiastically selling their lanterns. Xuejin didn't want it, but Changsheng picked a rabbit lamp for him, and he took a pomegranate lamp, and the two of them carried the lantern, and soon blended into the lively crowd around them.

Neither Changsheng nor Xuejin are lively personalities, but once people are in a lively environment, they will naturally become lively. Even if the two of them don't choose to jump, the excitement is really there. Even Xue Jin, who was bent on seeking death, was infected by this lively atmosphere at this time, and there was gradually a smile on his face.

Children running up and down the streets, holding all kinds of food in their hands, and the most popular one for sale is a fruit called 'balls'. This thing is only the size of a thumb, and it has a mellow and soft taste, and when cooked, it is dipped in a layer of sugar, and it is very delicious. It's the favorite snack for the little ones.

When these children ran away, Changsheng heard the concerned shouts of adults behind him.

"Be careful not to fall!"

"Run so fast and break your legs!"

The children seemed to know that their parents would not easily break their legs on such a lively day, so one by one, they were even more noisy than usual.

Changsheng took Xuejin to the side, so as not to be knocked down by these children. Xue Jin took a look at Changsheng, and then at the cheerful children who were running very fast, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Originally, at the age of immortality, it was also a time when he should be happy under his parents' knees, how could he live alone in that lifeless courtyard? And there is only one grandfather who has passed away.

It's just that Xue Jin felt that he was dying people, and there was no need to explore so much about this kind of thing, so he didn't ask.

"What's wrong?"

As if sensing Xue Jin's eyes, Changsheng couldn't help but glance sideways, but only got a side face that quickly turned over.

"Nothing."

Changsheng didn't care. There is also a troupe tonight, and the two of them turned around and arrived in front of the troupe. Probably because there are fewer activities at night, so it is rare to have such a lively event, and everyone's interest is very high. There was a lot of people gathered around the stage. The two of them could barely squeeze through, but fortunately, the two of them were now deaf and clear, and even if they stood farther away, they could hear and see.

It seems to be a drunken chaise drunk.

"The concubine and the king are normal, but they only hate that this body is thin and powerless, and they can't solve problems for the king......"

Changsheng listened very seriously. I don't know who arranged this play, in short, it is very suitable for them ordinary people, at least everyone can understand it. Although Xuejin felt that it was too vernacular, it was just a lively scene at this time, and no one was so serious.

Just when the two of them were listening seriously, the two old men in front of them were gossiping.

"This troupe sings well."

"Where? Don't you remember the troupe called Rongchang before? I sang in our county for several days. That body, that singing tone, that clothes, is called a good-looking! ”

"I also know that the troupe is indeed singing well. But didn't you say that the stage collapsed when I went to sing in the township below? ”

"It's because the stage collapsed and I was scared away, otherwise, the troupe would be much better than this. I remember what was the name of the best play they sang? What does it seem to be called? ”

"Prince Otsu is out on tour. How can you be so forgetful? But I think, what is it bad for that opera troupe to sing, singing the play of a prince who died in the country, or a country hostile to our Great Qin, maybe it's because of retribution, right? ”

"What are you fartting? It's been more than 40 years since Otsu died, so there's still any hostility......"

"Whoa!"

The two old men heard the voice behind them, looked back, and found that the lantern in the hand of a thin and tall junior had fallen off, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

(End of chapter)