On the afternoon of August 15 in the fourth year of Zhongping, Luo County was drunk.

The old people who are over 70 years old and still have strong bones in Luo County, the rank officials of the county government, and the patriarchs of the Kou, Liu, and Luo clans gathered together. In the lobby of the wine house, Dong Pingzheng, the county secretary of Luoxian County, delivered a welcome speech on behalf of the county leadership team for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Or say: 'Since ancient times, the moon has been rounder in the Mid-Autumn Festival.'" Mid-Autumn Festival night to welcome the cold, respect for the elderly and offer good Qiu ......"

"Luozi's homeland, the new neighbor of Hanchang. The stars are divided into Changsha, and the ground is connected to the cloud dream. Xiang Xiang benefits and brings the Yangtze River, controls the barbarian Jing and leads Wu Hui ......"

"There is Zhang Mu, a good worker in Changsha, and Li Qi, a miracle doctor in Jingnan, ......"

Zhang Mu, Li Qi and others stood up to salute, and several old men frowned, showing hesitation.

Dong Ping continued: "I heard that the drunken immortals gather and the birthday stars gather, so I bow to the victory, and I wish to seek the secret of prolonging life, the immortal prescription of longevity, sowing it all over the world, and spreading it to all generations." ”

Thousands of wears, but sycophants don't wear. Dong Ping's auspicious words coaxed several old men to be refreshed, feel comfortable, and smile happily.

Zhang Mu, Li Qi and others were smiling and nodding to the left and right. At the end of the Han Dynasty, the social status of doctors was still very low. The words "bow to victory" did not offend several local miracle doctors.

Ou Xing also breathed a sigh of relief. 's own preparedness has finally not become a snake to add to the problem. After Dong Ping's welcome speech was finished, Ou Xing took the lead in applauding and cheering loudly.

"Color!"

"Color!"

......

The elk porridge was given, and the good fur and the dove staff were given.

No old man had a sudden illness, and no old man was choked to death. Several old men of the Luo family and Ou Zhen glared at each other a few times, and in the end, they did not beat each other with a dove stick.

The Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother and the God of Crossing blessed, the Mid-Autumn Festival Ancient Banquet in the Drunken Immortal House on August 15 of the fourth year of Zhongping was finally successfully held.

At the end of the feast, the sun had sunset. It is not safe for the elderly to walk home at night. Zuixianju has prepared a room for accommodation, so that the elderly can rest for one night first, and then set off to return home tomorrow when it is safe to go on the road at dawn.

After the old men were out of energy, they went back to their rooms to rest with their good furs and dove sticks, and the second half of the ancient feast began—the officials moved to the backyard, changed into high-quality wine, and prepared to enjoy the moon.

There seemed to be a cloud in the southern sky, obscuring a few sparse stars. However, looking up, the moon hangs in the autumn sky, and the brilliance is just right to drink.

"I don't know the moon when I am young, and I call it a white jade plate.

and suspicious Yaotai mirror, flying in the blue clouds.

The immortals hang their feet, and the laurel tree is a group.

The white rabbit pounded the medicine and asked Yan who to eat with. ”

"Color!"

"Good poetry!"

"Tian Cao is so literate!"

The Yongyue poem that Ou Xing "created" when he was studying in Kou's private school was turned out of nowhere by Kou's officials. After the recitation, the big guy cheered and coaxed, and asked Ou Xing to create another song on the spot.

Ou Xing repeatedly excused himself, and after punishing himself with three cups, he shook his head and said:

"It's no longer the case. Now, when I see the moon again, I think about the moon and the agricultural time, but I don't have a good sentence. ”

"Hmph," someone muttered in a small voice in the shadows, "In the past, I relied on miscellaneous mining to deceive the world and steal my name. Now, as soon as he said that he wanted to compose poems on the spot, he really showed his original form. ”

"Hey~"

"Don't say that."

"Who, who," Dong Yi was already drunk, he waved his hand to beckon the waiter over, "Go get a pen and paper for Ou Tiancao." Gongchen, regardless of good or bad, must be given a poem today. Can't lose my face. ”

Ou Xing had no choice but to lean over and respond.

"Yui."

I can't write poetry, and I'm losing my own face, it's your business. Ou Xing was dedicated to two things, trying to recall the Yongyue poems of the past dynasties, while slandering in his belly.

The classic five-character Yongyue poems, when the text was copied in the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years, were almost "created". If it's a little more remote, I won't be able to remember it for a while. Dongpo monk, I'm sorry, I can't help it, I spoil your masterpieces, change the crooked poem and respond to the emergency.

Looking up at the bright moon, Ou Xing lowered his head in shame. He turned his shame and anger into strength and wrote hard.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine.

Where is the Immortal Palace, what year is it?

I want to take advantage of the breeze, but I am afraid of the cold of autumn.

I hope that people are like the moon, and they will be reunited. ”

"Color!"

"Shaojun is brilliant, unparalleled in the world!"

"I hope that people are like the moon, and they will be reunited." In the chanting, Dong Ping burst into tears, "I don't know where Mrs. has traveled today, can you still eat the hard work of the road?" I don't know when I'll be able to get here and reunite with me. ”

......

The time for curfew is approaching. Since the upper room was reserved for the old people who went to the banquet, the officials of the county government did not stay in the drunken immortal residence tonight, but chose to return to the county temple officials for the night.

Ou Xing sent everyone from the gate of the Drunken Immortal Residence to the main road. Suddenly, Dong Yi turned around and asked:

"Tian Cao, are you going to the countryside on a business trip tomorrow?"

"Yu Mingting," Ou Xing bowed, "The original plan was indeed so. However, Xing asked for a day off, and escorted his eldest father home before going to the countryside. ”

"Hmm~" Dong Yi waved his hand again and again, "Please don't allow it." Tomorrow, I have something important to ask the old man for. You go and do your own work, and after I finish talking with the old man, I will send someone to escort him home. ”

For no reason, Ou Xing's heart suddenly palpitated.

"This~"

"Gongchen, my fair lady, the gentleman is so good." Dong Ping leaned over and said with a low laugh with the smell of wine, "Although poetry is like this, it still needs to be checked by the elders." Gongchen, let's get busy first, wait for the good news~"

The meaning of these words sounded like Dong Yi was going to discuss Ou Xing's marriage with Ou Xing's eldest father. Are you going to be a matchmaker for others, or do you want to marry a daughter directly?

The feeling of palpitations is not far away, I wonder if it will be a surprise or a fright? Ou Xing thought. It's a pity that I was busy with my career before, and I haven't even experienced a love or affair yet, so I am about to fall into the clutches of a feudal arranged marriage?

"A special escort is more ~ more reliable than your hairy boy escort. You work hard, no~ don't have to worry about your grandfather's return home. ”

"In this way, there will be Laumingting."

"The wolf has a big star than the earth, and he is called the old man of Antarctica. See the old man, law and order; No, the soldiers rose. often in the southern suburbs at the time of the autumn equinox" - "Historical Records: Tianguanshu V"