The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense, the sound of the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns brightly, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

The moth snow willow is golden, and the smile is full of dark fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the lamplight.

Walking through the streets of Chang'an, Du Wu felt the breath of Shangyuan from 2,000 years ago, and was slightly disappointed. Although there are lanterns everywhere, most of them are lanterns in front of the shops, and it is almost dusk at this moment, and the sunset is in the sky, and although the thrifty Han Dynasty people have hung lanterns, they have not lit them. The West Market is still lively, and the merchants from the south and the north are shouting hard, and occasionally there are orchids from the Western Regions, who are doing all kinds of tempting actions under the reprimand of the boss, which provokes the applause of a group of idlers. Shiso pursed his lips, screamed, and came up to pull Du Wu's arm. Several family members followed not far behind, and Du Wu also saw a family member secretly taking a pomegranate from someone's stall.

"Shiso, why can't you see a lantern riddle guessing in such a lively market, and there is no Lantern Festival to eat, what is it called the Lantern Festival?" Du Wu turned around a long time, couldn't see anything related to the Lantern Festival, and felt strange, so he asked Shisu.

Zisu was bargaining with the vendor, and when he heard Du Wu ask, he turned around strangely and asked Du Wu: "Sir, the Lantern Festival is dedicated to the Taiyi God, and my grandfather went to the palace with my father and uncle to participate in the sacrifice ceremony early this morning, so we can sneak out, haha!" But what kind of lantern riddle is the gentleman talking about, but what is it? We only look at the lanterns, we have never heard of lantern riddles, and what is the Lantern Festival? Is it tasty? ”

Du Wu couldn't help but sigh and said that he had leaked his mouth again. The Lantern Festival custom, which has become commonplace in later generations, was still blank in the Han Dynasty two thousand years ago. Seeing Zi Su asking himself strangely, he changed the topic: "You just said Taiyi God, is it the Eastern Emperor Taiyi?" ”

Shisu's head shook like a rattle: "No, it's the Emperor Taiyi, what's the matter, Mr. don't know?" ”

Du Wu suddenly felt that a crow was flying in front of him, this is clearly the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, I have seen it in "Qin Shi Mingyue", such a powerful god was actually painted as a child by Xuanji, but the spell is really powerful, tsk, how did that kid become a god?

Just thinking about it, Zi Su spoke again: "Sir, is the Lantern Festival you said delicious?" ”

After getting Du Wu's promise to do the Lantern Festival, the happy Shisu pestered Du Wu to tell the story of Donghuang Taiyi, and there was a basket of stories about the Mr. Hui, which was said by the pipa, and Zisu agreed very much. Where did Du Wu know the story of Donghuang Taiyi, fortunately, he had seen Qin Shi Mingyue, so he told the story inside to Zisu, and when he heard the important place, several family members came around, and several people gathered together to walk, looking like a huge ant ball from a distance.

What a hundred-step flying sword, what Yi Shui Han, what a cook to solve the cow, listening to the crowd is fascinated, several family members also made gestures, as if they really know one or two of the moves. Zi Su listened to the stars in his eyes, and imagined that he could also go back to the last years of the Qin Dynasty, worship Yue'er as a teacher, learn a soul dragon swim back, and go to compete with Grandpa Chen Tang.

Du Wu couldn't cry or laugh, stopped everyone's nervousness, and led them out of the West Market quickly. Stay a little longer, and these people will have to be stunned. While everyone was walking around and chatting, Du Wu couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's also quite interesting to have such a festival in the Yuan Dynasty." ”

Shisu asked in confusion, "Where did the Shangyuan Festival come from?" ”

Du Wu knew that he had said the wrong thing again, and just wanted to deny it, but after a little pondering, forget it, it was better to say it, otherwise I don't know how many new words will make people suspicious of him in the future, besides, it is impossible to prevent it, and he does not have a dictionary of common words in the Han Dynasty in his own hands, where do you know which word can be said and which word cannot be said.

"Mr. teaches you to read on weekdays, and you always run to bully Rhubarb, these gentlemen talked about it a few days ago. Shangyuan is the fifteenth day of the first month, Zhongyuan is July 15, and Xia Yuan is October 15, this is a common festival of Taoism in Zhuzi Baijia, you can't remember, but you came to ask Mr., yes or no? ”

Shisu was so frightened that she stuck out her tongue, she was playful by nature, and her husband was not strict, a lot of schoolwork was passable, this paragraph may have been taught, but I really don't remember, but Mr. did talk about Taoism, what Tao can be Taoist, very Tao and so on, I was dizzy to hear it, where do you remember what Shangyuan Zhongyuan?

"Taoists say that the upper, middle and lower three elements correspond to the three officials. The heavenly officials of the Shangyuan Festival are blessed, the local officials of the Zhongyuan Festival forgive their sins, and the lower Yuan water-saving officials relieve misfortune. So, the Shangyuan Festival is a festival, everyone gets together to be lively, the Zhongyuan Festival, July 15 is also called the Ghost Festival, it is rumored that the ghosts in the world will be released to the world to find food, this time to sacrifice the ancestors, so it is called the local official forgiveness, the next Yuan Festival, it is almost the agricultural season, the harvest of grains, to sacrifice to the ancestors, this is all Taoist saying, not many people know now......"

The hustle and bustle gradually faded away, Du Wu and a few people got into the carriage, laughing all the way to the Great Sima Mansion, a thin young man, standing at the gate of Fang City, looked at the distant Wangzi carriage, and clenched his fists.

Since Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, Shangyuan Festival has become the best time for young men and women to date. Young women who can't go out on weekdays can justifiably bring their maids to visit the light market at this moment. Although there is no lantern riddle to guess, but the grand lantern of the worship of the Taiyi God starts from dusk, and it lights up the corners and corners of Chang'an City, until dawn, which makes the young lovers complain, how can you do that romantic thing in such a bright night!

Wang Yan originally thought that she could go out to play tonight, but she didn't expect to be grounded by her father early in the morning, and the ban was half a month. This made her panic. I have long heard rumors in the market that after the emperor was established, my father excluded herself from the list, and when the maid came to tell her the news that all Chang'an knew, her heart was full of bitterness unlike the maid's joy. Others don't know Wang Mang, how can they not understand their father, a good move to retreat as advance, if everyone is selected together, fair competition, it is very likely that he will not be selected, but once he declares in advance that he will not participate in Nacai, it is not to stand in front of everyone, so that all people will pay attention to themselves, including the Queen Mother, and the outcome can be imagined. Wang Yan paced around the house all night, thinking of the gentleman who was rich and rich, her heart was full of sweetness, and in an instant, the corners of her mouth showed a trace of bitterness, and tears couldn't help but fall, so panicked that the little girl quickly knelt down, thinking that she had made some big mistake to make the young lady unhappy.

"Yeyan, bring pen and ink." Wang Yan wiped her tears with a handkerchief and instructed the maid.

The night is as cool as water.

Moonlight is like water.

The mind is as calm as water.

"Yeyan, hand over this handkerchief to the pipa for safekeeping, and on the day I get married, I will hand over the pipa to my husband, and I will have no regrets in this life."

The pipa opened the veil, and two swallows were drawn in the corner, and a poem was written in the center:

The sound of the parrot is still there, and the pipa matter has ended.

It hurts the river and Han water, and it is different to go together.