The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Lantern Festival of the Great Zhou Dynasty. When night falls, every household hangs red lanterns under the eaves. The snow on the streets has long been swept to the roadside. Countless fireworks are launched into the sky and firecrackers are blasted. A large number of people flock to the streets.
, dragon and lion dance, the whole world celebrates, it is a scene of prosperity.
The homes of the princes and nobles in the capital city are now brightly lit and a busy scene. Every year during the Lantern Festival, the emperor holds a banquet for all his ministers, and all the royal ladies and ladies of the princes and nobles are also invited to the palace by the queen.
Spend the Lantern Festival with the Queen. At the same time, the princes, princes, scholars and beauties who come to the capital will also be invited by the royal family to gather together and enjoy the palace delicacies.
This is the most lively festival of the year, and it is also the festival that all the princes, princes, talented people and beauties most look forward to.
"Master, Master... are you okay? The time is almost up. Madam asked me to hurry up Master, change your clothes and hurry up!" The maid in brocade clothes said anxiously through the door, tapping the window lattice.
"Sister Xiaoling, go back and tell Madam: I'll be right away."
In the bathtub, Fang Yun came back from his practice, opened his eyes, and spoke to the outsider. Long-term, hour-by-minute practice made Fang Yun form a habit of practice.
"Fortunately, it's not past Youshi."
Fang Yun glanced at the bathtub. There was still a small piece of incense left, and then stepped out of the bathtub. A black light rolled past, and a set of neatly stacked clothes floated into the air on the long orange.
Submerged in the black brilliance.
Fang Yun walked out of the door wearing a silver-white square jacket and black trousers, with long hair disheveled and a free and easy expression.
"Master." The two slaves guarding the door grabbed a thick fox fur coat and came over to put it on Fang Yun.
"No, I'm not cold."
Fang Yun dismissed the two servants and walked outside. Today is the Lantern Festival, the time when the royal family entertains the scholars of the Zhou Dynasty to show the emperor's great kindness, and it is also the time when Fang Lin holds a hair-tying ceremony.
The silver-white jacket and black barrel trousers worn by Fang Yun were exactly the clothes that scholars wore during the hair-tying ceremony in the Zhou Dynasty.
The folk customs of the Great Zhou Dynasty were simple, but some formal Changhes were very particular about dress etiquette and must not be confused. Formal clothes, casual clothes, and formal clothes must be distinguished one by one.
"Get in the car! Time is tight!"
A car queue stopped at the door. Mrs. Huayang lifted the soft curtain and waved to Fang Yun. After a moment, the mighty car queue drove towards the palace.
The streets are busy with traffic and laughter. Looking down from the sky, you can see carriages burning charcoal fires and hanging red lanterns, driving from various mansions in the Zhou Dynasty to the palace.
In the dark night, the Imperial Palace of the Zhou Dynasty looked like a prehistoric beast, squatting in the center of the capital city. Countless lights shot out, even the clouds in the sky were reflected.
After going through many checkpoints and checking the invitations several times, the carriage of the Sifang Marquis Mansion drove into the palace.
"The palace has arrived, ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, please get off the carriage!"
In the square of Youda, the Imperial Guards were lined up and heavily guarded. In front of the Imperial Guards was an expressionless eunuch, covering his hands and waiting silently.
"Yun'er, the palace has arrived. I'm afraid the banquet will end very late. If you come back early, you should go back first."
Mrs. Huayang walked down the carriageway.
"Well, I know, kid."
The two of them only chatted briefly, and immediately two fair-faced father-in-laws came up to them.
"Mrs. Huayang, please come this way!"
"Sir, the Tongming Palace is over here, please follow me."
Although they are both royal banquets, they have different identities, different genders, and the banquet is held in different places.
From a distance, Fang Yun could see a brightly lit hall standing in the southwest of the imperial city. From a distance, he could feel a heat wave rolling in from the hall.
"Sir, please come this way!" said the man leading the way.
Fang Yun didn't pay attention and hummed. Suddenly, a large net was thrown down from the walls on both sides of the alley, and then seven or eight little palace eunuchs in brocade clothes rushed out from both sides. In front of him, the father-in-law who was leading the way turned around.
, disappeared immediately.
"Huh? I was ambushed."
Fang Yun's heart moved, but he remained unmoved and let the big net fall. Tsk! A circle of light burst out from the body, and the big net falling from the sky was twisted into a ball by an invisible force. Grids and grids
The friction makes the sound of gold and iron - this is a big metal net.
"catch him!"
Eight little eunuchs jumped up, spitting out thin light from the long swords in their hands, which turned out to be Jian Gang!
"Eight young eunuchs at the Gang Qi level!" Fang Yun was shocked. You must know that in Shangjing City, there are not many people at this age who have reached the Gang Qi level, but here there are eight at once.
"Groan!"
With a long groan, Fang Yun jumped up and transformed into a huge green dragon. The dragon's tail flicked in the air. There was a continuous popping sound, and the eight young eunuchs were hit by the dragon's tail and flew out one by one.
He hit the red wall and passed out.
The palace is heavily guarded, especially since today is the Lantern Festival, and the guards are tighter than usual. However, the fighting here did not attract any forbidden troops. No one wanted to check.
"Humph! It must be her!"
Fang Yun snorted coldly, folded in the air, and landed down. In the entire palace, who else could mobilize the imperial army and make them turn a blind eye, besides her?
Abandoning the eight unconscious young eunuchs, Fang Yun walked toward the Tongming Hall alone. He had a vague feeling in his heart that this Lantern Festival banquet might not be so delicious.
The Tongming Hall is hundreds of feet long. In front of the main hall, the pure white jade balconies are divided into dozens of steps and hang down. As the balconies go up, nine vermilion-lacquered doors open at the same time. Countless palace maids and eunuchs are carrying all kinds of fruits and wine.
The lamp shuttles through it.
Fang Yun had just stepped into the Tongming Hall, when he was faced with a huge charcoal basin held by three adults. The fire inside was burning fiercely, and waves of heat spread out in all directions. Fang Yun glanced at it and found that there were at least such large charcoal basins in the hall.
More than thirty.
"Sir, may I ask which prince you belong to?" A ringing voice came to my ears, and a girl in white palace clothes stood in front of Fang Yun, lowered her head, and spoke softly.
"Sifang Hou Mansion, Fang Yun." Fang Yun came back to his senses and nodded slightly.
"It turns out to be the young Marquis, please come with me." The girl in palace clothes led Fang Yun into the Tongming Hall and sat down at a wine table near a stone pillar.
"Your Majesty, wait a moment, the preserved fruits will be delivered soon." Fang Yun nodded.
"Little Marquis."
"Little Marquis, you are here."
As soon as Fang Yun sat down, the taxi men on the left and right stood up quickly, with smiles on their faces and faces full of flattery.
"You're welcome, please sit down." Fang Yun said calmly. Knowing that hunting in the eastern suburbs had spread the reputation of his two brothers, there had long been rumors among the princes and sons who came to the capital that they would rather offend the eldest son of the capital than
Provoke the Fang brothers.
Fang Lin's methods that day really suppressed a group of people and made them fearful.
Only with Fang Yun's approval did these scholars dare to sit down again.
"Little Marquis, your preserved fruit."
After a while, a palace maid came up with a silver plate. The maid put the silver plate down and subconsciously lifted the silver cover.
"ah!"
With an exclamation, the silver lid was lifted, and Fang Yun's silver plate was filled with a plate of several preserved fruits with only the core left. The deer breasts were bitten, and the sheep paste and candied fruits were all coated with unknown sauce.
.
"This..." The young palace maid covered her mouth and looked at the tray in shock. Obviously, she didn't know that the fruit tray was like this.
"Go down, it's not your fault."
Fang Yun took a look and laughed in his heart. This Princess Qingchang was so angry that she even resorted to such childish methods. He was not very hungry and didn't care.
"Little Marquis, let me trade with you. I haven't touched this plate yet."
As soon as Fang Yun finished speaking, a scholar on the left immediately stood up and switched Fang Yun's plate with his own.
"Little Marquis, I still have a plate of almonds here. I haven't even taken off the lid. If you don't want to give it up, I'll give it to you."
The scholar on the right glared at the scholar who struck first, stood up, and brought over a plate of almonds.
"Put it all here."
Fang Yun was not in a hurry now. He shook his head and smiled in his heart. He wanted to see what tricks this princess could use.
"I just arrived, and a plate of leftover preserved fruits was brought here for me. Hey, Princess Qingchang must have made arrangements for it. At this moment, she should be hiding somewhere to observe."
Fang Yun had some concerns in his mind, so he relaxed and prepared to wait and see what would happen.
The banquet would not start for a while. Fang Yun glanced around, but did not see Zhang Ying, Zhou Xin or the others. There were too many people in the Tongming Palace, and the descendants of the nobles and commoners were only a handful here.
Most of them were scholars who came from local officials, court officials, Yuanshi, and generals of the Zhou Dynasty.
"Don't worry, you should be able to see them during the hair-tying ceremony."
Zhang Ying, Zhou Xin and Fang Yun all had their hair tied today.
"Brother Fang, why are you drinking alone here?"
A familiar voice came, and Fang Yun turned his head and saw Wen Dian Hou Shizi Yan Lun walking over with a wine bottle in his hands and a smile on his lips.