Early the next morning, Song Che asked someone to purchase a batch of lanterns as soon as the market opened.
This house was originally only used as a dormitory by Nangong Yue, and the decoration was very simple. Now that the owner is here, it should be reorganized and decorated.
Sweep the dirty ones, replace the old ones, and buy whatever is missing. The whole family is very busy for the New Year and the new atmosphere.
Regarding Lu Gu's search for her husband, Shen Wenjun refused to let her go alone, and bodyguard Gu was worried.
Song Che asked Lu Gu to stay in Luoyang for the time being. When all the government agencies resumed operations on the 22nd of the first lunar month, he would go to the Privy Council to find Gao Chen.
Gao Chen was the Minister of Military and Aircraft of the dynasty, so asking him to help find someone would be better than Lu Gu traveling long distances on his own.
On the top of the willow tree in the moonlight, people meet at dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still there.
In the evening, the whole family put on their most beautiful clothes and got ready to play it all night long.
All celebrations start with a good meal.
Song Che had already asked people to go to the largest "Bixia Restaurant" in Luoyang City to book a table for the Yuanye Banquet.
Bixia Restaurant was once the advertiser of Luoyang Super League. Its boss had previously led the team to the quarterfinals and had a deep friendship with Song Che.
"President Nangong, why don't you go change your clothes?"
Nangong Yue only helped to prepare the carriage and horses and send the master off. Since leaving the Red Mansion, she has never been seen wearing any gorgeous clothes.
"I won't go. The house also needs people to guard it..."
She obviously has many fears, one of which is that she is afraid of being misunderstood by her "major wife", so she is cautious in everything, for fear of disturbing her identity and rules.
"The Shangyuan Lantern Festival only happens once a year. The lights outside are so beautiful. How regretful is it to miss it?" Shen Wenjun stepped forward and took Nangong Yue's hand and smiled with her: "I heard that the lights in the 'Cuixiang Pavilion' Rouge is good, but we can’t find it anywhere.”
"Then..." Nangong Yue looked at Shen Wenjun's hand, feeling a little flattered. She glanced at the smiling people again, and her eyes reddened inadvertently. This kind of intimacy was like the feeling of home after a long absence.
"Then just wait for me. I'll go change my clothes and I'll be right back!" She wiped her tears and ran into the mansion.
At this time, Jiang Yuntian came to Song Che's side and said softly with a straight face: "I'm not going to eat. I'm not in the mood."
Since Zhao Qin was picked up, from last night to now, the forthright Jiang Daxia has never shown a smile again.
Song Che pulled him aside, mysteriously took out a small wooden box from his sleeve and handed it over, saying in a low voice: "This is a good thing. I am the only one in this generation."
Jiang Yuntian opened the wooden box suspiciously and took out a semicircular, translucent small pocket. He couldn't help but wonder: "What is this?"
Song Che raised his eyebrows without losing his lewd expression. He leaned close to Jiang Yuntian's ear and whispered softly: "I call this the 'God of War Set'. It is made of salmon casings, steamed and dried three times, and put on... …”
Jiang Yuntian raised his head and said "Holy shit" before returning the wooden box to Song Che: "Why did you give me this? I don't need it!"
Song Che raised his hand and pointed to the east city and said with a smile: "There is a princess mansion in the north of the city. There is a peerless princess in the mansion. She is imprisoned in a cage. She is sad and lonely. At this time, Jiang Daxia takes advantage of the opportunity and can capture her heart. I was in ecstasy all night long.”
Jiang Yuntian's eyes were bright and he muttered: "The crime of breaking into the princess's house without permission is unclear."
Song Che curled his lips and said, "I don't think the walls of the Princess Mansion can stop Jiang Daxia."
Jiang Yuntian closed the wooden box, shook it twice in front of Song Che, and said in a solemn tone: "I, Jiang Yuntian, am upright and will never do such things as stealing jade and fragrance."
"Then you return the condom to me——"
"If I am lucky enough to meet the princess, I will never do anything inappropriate to her. The best we can do is have a long conversation and talk to each other."
After that, he put the wooden box in his arms and strode towards the north of the city.
Song Che lowered his head and smiled. It turned out that it was not only women who were duplicitous, but also men.
"Husband, the carriage is ready!"
"Come on, come on..."
…
If it weren't for Song Che's connection, he might not even be able to get through the threshold of Bixia Restaurant. There are too many people, and those who come in and out are either rich or expensive. The price of the dishes has also doubled than usual, with a meal costing three to five hundred taels. , I dare not say it is expensive, it is simply astronomical!
Even if he had connections, Song Che could not book a private room. He was a local and had made the reservation months ago. If he was not that person, he was not even qualified to queue.
Song Che's banquet was set on the third floor, next to the window. It was quite good to have a commanding view of Luoyang's beautiful scenery.
"Boss Song, do you want to eat and drink well? My business is too busy and I don't entertain well. Please forgive me."
"You're welcome, Shopkeeper Wang, you're busy."
Song Che exchanged a few polite words with the shopkeeper and greeted the large table of people: "What are you doing standing still? Move your chopsticks, the dishes are almost cold."
Shen Wenjun picked up a pile of lamb and walked around in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh: "The capital is really different. This chopstick is probably equivalent to a piece of silk, right?"
She swallowed the lamb in one gulp, savored it for a moment, and pinched Song Che's arm with excitement: "It's fat but not greasy, fresh but not sour, refreshing and tender, with endless aftertaste. It's delicious! It's delicious!"
Song Che leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Same for you."
"Hey, brother-in-law, we all heard it!"
"Quack, quack, shame, shame!"
"If you don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and the morning is like blue silk and turns to snow at dusk. If you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand in front of the moon... Come, come, come, You’re about to drink, don’t stop!”
On this grand occasion, Song Che was in high spirits and raised his cup.
"good!"
"What a poem!"
Even the guests at the next table raised their wine glasses one after another, responded to this poem, and drank with you.
At this time,
"Who is singing my poem loudly?"
A drunken and shameless greeting came from the stairs.
I saw four or five young men in Confucian robes staggering down the escalator. The leader was young, twenty-three or four years old, short and fat, and as drunk as a monkey.
Song Che's eyebrows tightened. This poem "About to Enter the Wine" was written by the poet Li Bai, so why did it become his poem?
Are they another group of hypocrites who pretend to be noble?
Chad took a look and saw that among the group of young men in Confucian robes, there was another familiar face - the prince's follower, Zou Youwen, the deputy envoy of Taichang Temple.
The person who can come down from the private room on the fourth floor is definitely not an ordinary powerful person. Tonight is the Lantern Festival, it is time to live in harmony, and Song Che does not want to cause trouble, so he apologized:
"I did hear this poem from someone else. I will use it for a toast tonight. If it offends me, please forgive me."
"You are a smart kid, and you know how to sign the author's name. Next time, don't steal famous works, otherwise you will be charged with theft, hahaha..."
The pudgy young man didn't take it seriously and was about to go downstairs to leave. Unexpectedly, Zou Youwen suddenly pointed at Nangong Yue sitting on the seat and deliberately raised his voice:
"Look, Mr. Zhou, isn't that the long-lost former famous prostitute in the Red Mansion, the most popular courtesan in the Nine-month Festival, and the moon girl?"
