Yue Guanchao and they pretended to be merchants walking through the streets and alleys, and followed the crowd to probe forward, and when they walked in front of the Longjun Temple, some villagers in black coats and leggings immediately stopped in front of them: "Hey, you can't go any further, this is the place where the squire and dignitaries rest." ”

Seeing that these townsmen were angry, Yue Guanchao teased angrily: "Big brother, all those nobles who came here today, I see you standing here all morning, it's noon, why don't you see anyone coming?" ”

Xiang Yong pushed the pedestrians and said: "You can't control this, where can these nobles be the same as us, I heard that there are Commissioner Zhao and his wife sent by the Provincial City Government, as well as the Governor of Yueyang Zhengyuan and his wife, and the rest are the local squires and sages in Yueyang, where do I remember these people, I just tell you one thing, when the people arrive, don't squeeze forward, those guards are not as kind as me, if you squeeze forward, you will be shot if you don't greet well." ”

"Hey, yes, yes."

Yue Guanchao looked back, only to see a column of guards rushing forward, forcibly driving a road in the crowd, and several cars roared to stop in front of the white curtain tent.

Before the car door opened, the clan elders of Junshan Town had already strode to the front of the car, and when the car door opened, he immediately bowed down and smiled at the people who came down from several cars and said: "Commissioner, governor, thank you for coming to the Dragon King Festival with your wives. ”

These commissioners and governors and dignitaries can also be regarded as well-known figures in Hunan Province, and their attitude towards the elders of Junshan Town is not enthusiastic, and they have a routine attitude, and they nod to them without being salty or indifferent.

Compared with the official affairs of the government, the squires and sages of Yueyang City are much more enthusiastic, after all, they are all local people in Yueyang City, and they all know each other.

ushered in the send-off, socializing and acting, until noon, the old man of Junshan Town finally welcomed all the dignitaries, commissioners, squires and sages into the viewing platform, and filled the white curtain shack.

At this time, the people who should come and the people who shouldn't have arrived have already arrived, and all the people were waiting for this moment, all of them were concentrating, riveting their strength and squeezing forward, and even with Yue Guanchao, they were forced to move forward.

"This won't work, we will be broken up by the team in a while, let's go to the back of the Longjun Temple, I see there is an open space there."

Yue Guanchao took them from the crowded crowd to the outside of Longjun Temple, and walked to the temple fair teahouse at the foot of the mountain before they stopped completely.

On the teahouse, they stood at the window and looked carefully, Longjun Temple is not far from the teahouse, where they can also see the grand occasion of the temple fair, and even, because of the high standing, they can overlook the temple fair and the memorial stage.

With the whining of the horns, the Baiwu Dragon King Festival officially began, and in the embrace of the clan elders, Commissioner Zhao, Governor Lou and other dignitaries of Yueyang City took turns to go up to speak and speak.

These people are all oilers who have been mixed in the political court for a long time, and they know too well what to say and what not to say on this kind of speech occasion, and their speeches are much the same, which is nothing more than summing up the past, looking forward to the future, cherishing the present, and then praising the simplicity and kindness of the local people, and finally praising colleagues and squires.

In this way, the owner of the noble speech in turn, the surrounding people have begun to doze off, they have become accustomed to this kind of thing, since they can't avoid it, then they can only deal with it passively, anyway, there are policies and countermeasures.

It's been another hour, the elders of the Junshan Town clan saw that the matter had been over, so they walked to the front of the stage, and with the horn whining, they called out the words that the people liked to hear the most: "The members of the political court, the squire fathers, thanks to all of you for your encouragement, money and efforts, Yueyang Dongting Lake Longjun Ancestral Hall official feast is completed, since this spring, officially accept the people's feast, since then, may the Longjun incense continue, Yueyang people forever." ”

At the end of the words, the dignitaries clapped their hands to celebrate, in the cheers of the people, the martial artist in front of the Longjun Temple provoked firecrackers, crackling sound sounded in the square, for a time the sulfur smoke was like floating clouds, covering the sky and the sun and diffusing outward, even with the Longjun Temple was like a fairyland, immersed in the jubilant atmosphere of the people.

A moment ago, there were already eighteen sedan chair men carrying an empty sedan chair into the front of the Longjun Temple, each holding the sedan chair and roaring: "April Gu rain please the dragon king, heaven and earth rain rain, please dragon king!!!! Please Dragon King!!!!! ”

These palanquin men are all powerful, wide and fat, holding sticks and roaring loudly, but after a while, I saw the people in the temple carrying the statues of the dragon king and the dragon monarch Niangniang, and slowly carried them out of the temple.

"The Dragon Lord and the Dragon Monarch Niangniang have come out, hurry up, hurry up and kneel down."

In the past three years, the Longjun Temple has only accepted official feasts, and these people have only seen their idols outside the temple, and when they saw the statue of Longjun being carried out, the surrounding people cheered and knelt down half-squatting.

Yue Guanchao stood far enough away to see at a glance what the Dragon Monarch and the Dragon Monarch Niangniang were like, their idols were completely different from ordinary dragon kings, ordinary dragon kings were mostly crowned and crowned, and the emperor's costume was nothing more than putting the dragon robe of the emperor of the world on the dragon king.

Right now, this dragon monarch is dressed completely different, closer to a wide road robe, with purple and gold lines covering the clothes on his body, which can be seen with wide sleeves at the waist and a skirt mopping the floor, if it is paired with the wide sleeves on the outside and the vertical lotus crown on the top of his head, it is closer to an old Taoist priest with a dragon head body, rather than an emperor in the world.

I saw that this old dragon king was eight feet tall, with a plump body, a beautiful and majestic human body, and a head part that was replaced with a green dragon head, with real scales, majestic ears and eyes, and the dragon's horns were hideous, and his beard was like a fairy, and a pair of eyes were particularly expressive, with thunder and lightning in his eyes, and he was on the throne with the posture of Duanwa.

As for the dragon monarch Niangniang beside him, she just made the calm dark lines of the wide-sleeved dress gorgeous and elegant, and modified it to fit the contours of the woman's figure, and the outside was also covered with gold yarn as a golden jade dress, and the white dragon's head was extremely delicate, like an ancient divine beast white unicorn, which looked gorgeous and graceful, and even her dress was also a kun dao, but the red silk ribbon on both sides of the lotus crown she was wearing hung directly to her waist, adding a lot of smart and gorgeous atmosphere.

Soon after the statue of the dragon king and the dragon king and the dragon lady was carried out, they were immediately invited into the portable shrine, and the eighteen sedan chair men roared, lifted the huge portable shrine out of the air, and began to parade around Junshan Island.

Seeing this scene, the dragon warrior took out the dragon lantern made in the posture of a divine dragon from the temple, and one green hundred followed the portable shrine and danced at will, they were like real dragons swallowing clouds and spitting out fog in the dense fog of firecrackers.

Some people died, but not completely......