The New Year has suddenly arrived, and the new year has arrived.
The Spring Festival in Beijing is more lively than that in Linxi County. Even the red lanterns hung out by each house are more exquisite and gorgeous. Some charitable families will give alms on the first day of the year. Running water mats are laid out all over the street. Poor people who cannot eat well all year round can count on
You can get some meat and fish today.
The temples headed by Xiangguo Temple will also hold Dharma meetings, chanting sutras and praying for good weather in the new year. Cathay Ming'an and Fo'an Square are very lively, with all kinds of delicious food and fun things. The bustling and lively level is almost comparable to that of the two cities in the east and west.
From time to time, the sound of bells and salutes came from the palace, which was the emperor's New Year sacrifice at the Ancestral Temple. In the evening, fireworks were set off in the palace, and colorful colors exploded in the dark night, or condensed into the rich and powerful national flower peony.
Or it displays big characters such as "Guotai Minan", or patterns of fairies scattering flowers... The patterns are not as numerous as those in later generations, but they are also interesting.
There are only seven days of rest on the Yuan Dynasty. After seven days, both officials and students of the Imperial College have to go to court and go to school. But in a few days it is the Lantern Festival, and the curfew is open for the three days before and after. It doesn't matter even if you wander around the capital in the middle of the night, it is a year
Among them, the most lively and festive days.
Ye Zhenzhen traveled through two years and finally encountered the scene of lights and flowers all day long. Although the time and space had changed, the surroundings were no longer high-rise buildings, but courtyards with red walls and green tiles, which still made her feel familiar.
"The Lantern Festival in Beijing is more lively and prosperous than in Linxi County. Are you stunned?"
Cui Weizhen misunderstood her momentary daze and knew that she liked the excitement, so he took her towards the Zhuque Gate. "The palace builds a lighthouse at the Zhuque Gate every Lantern Festival. Don't you like to look at the lights? I will take you there."
This year's Lantern Festival, Ye Zhenzhen did not plan to go out for fun, because it would be spring in half a month. She wanted Cui Weizhen to seize the time to review her homework, but unexpectedly he took the initiative to take her out, and even Aunt Cui also agreed.
In their words, it was Ye Zhenzhen's first time in the capital, and it would be a pity not to take a look at the Lantern Festival lanterns.
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't resist them and wanted Aunt Cui to come with her, but she used her age as an excuse to shirk it and let the young couple go and enjoy it by themselves.
Literati in the past dynasties loved to recite poems and compose poems on the theme of the Lantern Festival, which inevitably added a touch of love between children. It was either "On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk", or "The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looked back, and that person was not there"
"In the dimly lit place", there are many talented people, beautiful women and hazy emotions. Gradually, the Lantern Festival has become a tacit Valentine's Day.
The unmarried girls took to the streets on the Lantern Festival. The young men were more graceful than before. Both of them were young men who had just begun to fall in love. They showed their most perfect side in front of the opposite sex awkwardly and implicitly, and there was a certain kind of expression between their eyebrows.
Feelings are like floating fragrance, ambiguous and sweet.
Along the way, Ye Zhenzhen saw so many men and women making secret glances. Such young and vague secret love was really interesting.
At least as a veteran driver, she no longer feels this kind of pure secret love.
Ye Zhenzhen looked back at Cui Weizhen regretfully, and suddenly stood up on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the lips. Cui Weizhen was stunned for a moment, and his ears were stained with a light crimson.
He coughed uncomfortably and said hoarsely, "You are getting bolder and bolder."
She used to hold hands at most, but she had never loved one in public. Even though there was an air of ambiguity floating around everywhere today, there was really no one who dared to be so openly affectionate.
It was just a kiss. If it weren't for the ancients' poor psychological endurance, she could have had a hot French kiss.
Because of the cultural differences, Ye Zhenzhen didn't feel there was anything embarrassing about kissing her husband, and even said proudly, "I'll give you a stamp, so that those little ladies who are watching eagerly know that you have a master.
"
Cui Weizhen laughed, and then he noticed that many young ladies were looking at him. When he glanced over, those young ladies were blushing with excitement, and some even clicked their hands regardless of Ye Zhenzhen's presence.
The sachet held in the palm of the hand was brought up.
Cui Weizhen naturally refused to accept it. The woman couldn't hand out the sachet, so she put it into Ye Zhenzhen's hand with a clear mind and ran away again.
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
The young ladies around seemed to be inspired, and they also ran up to deliver the sachets, without exception, they were stuffed into Ye Zhenzhen's arms, as if she was not Cui Weizhen's wife, but a maid.
This, this is so disrespectful!
When he showed his love to Cui Weizhen in front of her, the real wife, where should she turn her face?
So, when another young lady ran up to her, Ye Zhenzhen was one step ahead of her, stuffed the sachet in her arms, and said coldly and noblely in the face of the other girl's confused expression, "You guys can give up, I will
My husband is mine, and he won’t have the slightest idea about you. Right, husband?"
The word "husband" was called melodiously and melodiously, so sweet that it could almost squeeze out honey. However, Cui Weizhen couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he was keenly aware of the murderous intention in it.
A sword is hidden in a smile, and a sword is hidden in a smile. He finally understood it today.
Fortunately, he already had sufficient experience in dealing with it. He didn't look sideways, and only her voice reflected in his pupils. He nodded solemnly and cautiously. As for sweet words, it would be too difficult for him.
Ye Zhenzhen also knew what kind of character he was. Unless he was drunk, he would tenaciously maintain a cold and steady persona when he was sober. She could not expect him to say any sweet and sweet love words.
Now she was satisfied, with a little pride and a little show off, she looked provocatively at the young lady who presented the sachet. The young lady's face turned red first, and then even her eye circles turned red.
She looked at Ye Zhenzhen with an aggrieved look, like the Weaver Girl looking at the ruthless Queen Mother, and then she mustered up her courage and shouted to Cui Weizhen, "Mr. Cui, even if you get married, I still admire you.
!”
This short confession seemed to exhaust all her courage. She glared at Ye Zhenzhen and ran away holding the sachet in her arms.
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
After a long silence, she looked at Cui Weizhen complicatedly, with no trace of sadness on her face, "It turns out they all know you."
The world of looking at faces is all superficial. It would be really difficult if all the love rivals took a fancy to Cui Weizhen's talent.
Cui Weizhen was at a loss and was racking his brains on how to speak. Unexpectedly, Ye Zhenzhen was resurrected with full health. She showed her proud and cunning smile again, as if she had taken advantage of the world.
"But it's too late! Mr. Cui, who is famous all over the capital, is already mine, Ye Zhenzhen!"
Whether it starts with looks or talent, she is one step ahead of them.
