Chapter 302: Krathong Painting Boat
Zhao Ta asked someone to prepare a carriage, called Zhou Chu and Wu Xiaodao to catch the car, and took Zhao Fujin and Zhao Yan out of the gate of the palace.
He lived in a quiet place, but when he went up to Qianli Street, he saw that it was bustling, and the common people had no stage to watch, and there was no way to eat, drink and have fun, and they came out to hang out after worshipping the moon.
The Mid-Autumn Festival night of the Great Song Dynasty has the meaning of a carnival all night, probably the children in Luli, frolicking all night, and the night market is in Khotan, as for the understanding.
Adults admire the moon and worship the moon, pray and drink, go shopping and play, and the younger ones also play all night and frolic until dawn.
At this time, the night market is naturally open all night, especially by several inland rivers, laying goods, boasting more bidding, the lights and candles are bright, and the tourists are endless, and the night is not enough.
Zhao Ta and his entourage took the carriage to the side of the Bianhe River first, at this moment along the state bridge, to both sides of the shop, are all kinds of stalls, among which eat the most fruits, about the seasonal things, the fresh aroma wafts and pervades, there are also those who make seasonal moon soup, with longan, lotus seeds, lotus root powder together to make soup, many people compete to buy.
Further away is the krathong stall, and the lantern viewing on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival is to watch the krathong.
There are all kinds of lanterns made by skilled craftsmen, and each lantern is extremely delicate and beautiful when taken out individually.
At this moment, on the Bianhe River, it has been decorated with thousands of lanterns to be extremely bright, the scene is shocking, like a river of lights with light, but this is only the beginning, as the night fades away, this lantern will become a river of flowers, better than a fairyland, such a prosperous beauty, since few people are willing to sleep.
In addition to these, there are also folk dance troupes and acrobatic jugglers next to the night market, which adds to the atmosphere of the night market.
Zhao Ta took Zhao Fujin and Zhao Yan along the Bianhe River all the way, watching the two guess the lantern riddle and get a few small lights, and then they were busy putting them, the small lights could still be seen at first, and then slowly merged into the sea of lights, and they couldn't see it anymore, and the two couldn't help but look lost.
Zhao Ta said with a smile on the side: "Baichuan enters the sea in the east, when will it return to the west, this own lamp will merge into the sea of lights, but it will never come back." ”
Zhao Yan was a little frustrated, and said, "Second brother, isn't that a pity?" I've seen a lot of lamps made of lambskin, which is worth a lot of money. ”
Zhao Fujin also said: "I don't know how many lights to release in one night, although it is beautiful, it is also a waste." ”
Zhao Ta looked at her little face like a flower, revealing a touch of sadness, and couldn't help but shake his head and said: "You two think too much, just paper, how can the small sheepskin lamp be wasted." ”
Zhao Yan said: "Isn't it a waste to go into the river?" ”
Zhao Fujin said: "Second brother, what do you mean ......?"
Zhao Ta stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance: "In the lower reaches of the Bianhe River, a large number of people are waiting there to catch the river lanterns, picking up the hooks of the lambskin, I can't say that there are still people from the lantern shop inside, and they can continue to sell them when they go back to next year." ”
Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment: "It turns out that there is still this saying, isn't it cheap for these people, it is obviously our lamp, but it fell into their hands, and the lantern workshop is also treacherous." ”
Zhao Tan smiled: "In your hands, it is naturally yours, you have let go, and you can't control it, so it's hard to say whether it's still not yours." ”
Zhao Yan was indignant, he only felt that this matter was unfair and unreasonable, but there was nothing he could do at the moment, and he couldn't help but feel a little bad again.
Zhao Fujin showed a thoughtful look on his face, and looked into the distance a little dazed.
At this time, a painting boat sailed up the Bianhe River and smashed and knocked over many river lanterns.
Colorful lanterns were hung around the boat, illuminating the top, and there was a piece of silk and bamboo music coming from it, and as it got closer, there was the sound of chanting and singing.
The tourists on the shore saw that the painting boat had broken the river lamp, and they couldn't help but shout one by one, and some of them were very angry, so they grabbed the stones and hit the river, but the painting boat was close, but it could not be hit on the shore.
At this time, a boy in brocade clothes walked out of the boat, looked at the angry tourists on the shore and couldn't help but show a teasing smile, and then shook his head and sang Su Dongpo's water tune song When is the bright moon, the people on the shore are so angry that they jump to their feet, but they are helpless.
At this moment, the curtain of the painting boat was lifted, and a beautiful woman with a high bun and combed hair came out of it.
The woman, who resembled a willow, came to the boy and whispered a few words, and the son laughed, then raised her hand at the tourists on the shore, and turned back to the boat.
The woman stood by the painting boat, looked at the water lantern in the river, seemed to feel a little sorry, shook her head slightly, and returned to the boat not long after.
Zhou came over from the side and said, "Son, that woman is Pan Lou's grandson Sansi." ”
Zhao Ta nodded when he heard this, the most famous Oiran in Tokyo City were not from Qinglou, but all from Zhengdian, Li Shishi, Zhao Yuannu, Sun Sansi, Xu Poxi, Feng Yinu, Wang Jingzhi and so on.
These Oiran from the main store are different from the Oiran in the Qinglou, not easy to allow themselves, sometimes more money is not good, to see whether the other party is in the eye, if not in the eye, at most sing songs, accompany the wine.
But the more this happens, the higher the value, and the more the Oiran in the ordinary Qinglou is on the same level, and even Master Li, who is proficient in music, is called Li everyone.
Zhao Ta said: "You know a lot." ”
Zhou Chu sneered and said: "Childe knows that his subordinate Hun family died early, and he didn't renew the string, so he walked around the four miles on weekdays to take a look, and he couldn't bear it when he was full." ”
Zhao Ta said "um", this is the habit of the forbidden army's military households, without the identity of the military, most of them are Beijing ruffians.
Zhao Fujin wondered beside him: "Second brother, isn't Panlou a restaurant?" This woman is ...... again."
Zhao Ta looked at the painting boat and slowly drove away, and said, "Oiran." ”
"Oiran?" Zhao Fujin was stunned, although he knew the meaning of the Oiran, but obviously grew up in Miyagi, and he didn't know that those main stores also had this kind of business.
Zhao Ta said: "There are seventy-two main stores in Kaifeng Mansion, and the top ten have Kabuki, accompany wine and sing songs, and there is also the kind of business in the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou. ”
Zhao Fujin suddenly blushed and said, "Second brother told me what to do!" ”
Zhao Ta thought to himself, isn't this what you asked, why do you blame me?
On the side, Zhao Yan said: "Second brother, have you been to those places?" ”
Zhao Ta sighed for a few breaths, looking at Zhao Yan's face full of curiosity, a gentleman is sincere, it is not good to lie to children, he said lightly: "I haven't been there." ”
Zhao Yan suddenly felt bored: "I heard Brother Jiu'er say that I want to go to places like Fanlou and Panlou to have a big meal, and then go to those Qinglou to write poems and lyrics, and let the little lady sing, but I didn't expect the second brother to have never been there." ”
Zhao Ta said: "It's true that he eats and drinks, and the poems are just to cover up, do you believe it?" ”
"I'll just say where he wants to write poetry!" Zhao Yan was angry, but his eyes suddenly lit up: "Second brother, didn't you say that you want to go to the poetry club, let's go now." ”
(End of chapter)