The maple trees all over the mountains and plains of Jinling City reflect the pagoda. In autumn, the whole world will enter dusk, and you will wander on the Qinhuai River with the sound of oars and the shadows of lights.
Bianliang is quietly waiting in the corner of time. In future generations, there will be a "Tokyo Dream Record" and a "Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" to describe the prosperity here.
Luoyang, the sacred capital, is where Chinese civilization originated and where the Silk Road connecting the east and west began. Every step you take here is filled with history.
After walking through one city after another, by the time the two of them arrived in Chang'an, the world was already on fire in July.
The five city gates under the tall Mingde Gate are wide open, welcoming visitors from all over the world. They step onto the Zhuque Street, which is more than ten feet wide. The road in front of them extends straight ahead. This sky street leads directly to the imperial city in the distance.
In addition to the imperial city, the layout of Chang'an City is divided into nine east and west cities. For convenience of naming, most people only call them two east and west cities.
The East Market is close to Tai Chi Palace and Daming Palace, and is surrounded by many mansions and compounds. Most dignitaries and dignitaries live here, and most high-end luxury shops are also located here.
The West Market is where ordinary people live, and a large number of merchants from the Eastern and Western Regions also gather here. Most people from all over the world live in the West Market.
There are people, and naturally there are non-humans here. Thousands of demons and ghosts live together with thousands of people in Chang'an City. On weekdays, they hide their traces or disguise themselves among the crowd, living ordinary lives like most people.
Considering that they might live here for some time, the two rented a secluded small house in the West City. The owners of the house are an old couple. Their son is now an official in the court, and they have always wanted to take them to live in Dongshi. But the couple felt that the East Market was too deserted and serious, so they still lived in the West Market.
This house was originally prepared by the couple for their son's wedding, but because of the worries about the temple, he has not been back to visit his parents for a long time.
On the small gate of the courtyard, the wedding couplet that reads "The flowers bloom together and make a beautiful marriage, and the birds fly longer than the wings and love lasts longer" has not faded, and the bright red lanterns are still hanging under the eaves.
"This was originally my son's wedding room, but now that he lives in Dongshi, it is now empty. We, the old couple, have never removed these things, so we can keep them in mind.
The two of you are traveling together, and I think you have a lot of affection for each other. If you live here, you will definitely be a perfect couple and we will get married together in the future. I wish you both a long life together, old lady. "
While the enthusiastic mother-in-law was cleaning the dust-free courtyard for the two of them, she talked to them in a familiar manner. Perhaps because the place had been deserted for too long, the mother-in-law seemed particularly enthusiastic.
Pushing open the door, the red candles on the table had not yet been lit, the wedding candies and cakes were also placed in pairs, and the newly embroidered mandarin ducks were neatly stacked on the big bed.
Maybe my mother-in-law would come to sort these things every day, as if she was looking forward to tonight being the wedding night for her son-in-law.
Outside the house, her mother-in-law held Hua Qing'er's hand and whispered something to her in her ear. Hua Qing'er lowered her head and shrank her hands, her cheeks were red, she was obviously resisting but she still turned her ear to listen. What are you wearing?
Before Qing Ya could get closer, the two people outside the house had already finished their conversation.
After sending her mother-in-law away, Qingya came over and asked what they were talking about just now, but Hua Qing'er smiled and hid the words.
"Hey, you'll know later."
After saying that, Hua Qing'er walked out the door with her hands behind her back.
"It's getting late. It's my first time in Chang'an. It's time to go out for a walk and find a table of delicious food."
At the beginning of the lanterns, on the streets of the West Market, small lanterns were strung together into silk threads one after another, intertwined over the heads of people on the road. Further up, one by one, the sky lanterns were like stars lighting up the night sky, inlaid in the ink-colored sky. under the night sky.
Walking on the street is like wandering in a sea of flowers and lanterns. Lanterns in the shapes of rabbits, koi, etc. are woven into them. Lanterns are hollowed out into colorful peonies. On the outer ring of the lanterns, there are also carvings into cranes and phoenixes. The auspicious pieces of paper reflected their soaring shadows.
Row after row of candlelight illuminated the street brightly. Several elegant maids wore peonies on their heads and shook their fans. Sometimes they covered their faces with the fans and whispered, sometimes they laughed loudly.
The scribe in a green robe took down a piece of paper from the lantern riddle hanging under the lantern, and after a moment's thought, he picked up a pen and wrote down the answer to the riddle, causing people around him to applaud and praise him.
A man in Hu costume waved a chain with burning flames in his hand, a veiled Hu Ji rotated her graceful body, someone waved fireworks on the river bridge, the fireworks scattered into little sparks and fell down the river, extinguished in one flower after another. A lotus flower floats on the river lantern, drifting into the distance with the current.
Walking on the bustling road, you can hear the ethereal music everywhere, and you can see dancing pavilions and singing stages everywhere. Regardless of age, gender, or race, everyone is Chang'an in this prosperous era.
Thousands of pavilions in the West Market and thousands of palaces in Chang'an City are all dancing gracefully at this night. This unrestrained, free and romantic era just has room for such a Chang'an City.
Look at Zhu Cheng's beautiful face beginning to turn red, and Hu Ji's appearance like a flower, smiling at the spring breeze. Laughing in the spring breeze, dancing in robes, you will return home safely if you are not drunk now.
It's just that Master once taught you not to drink alcohol unless you have something to do. It seems that you can't help but get drunk.
The two of them boarded a restaurant called Wangsaibei and sat down by the window. First, the child was served two biscuits and two bowls of mutton soup.
"Two guests, this is your biscuits. The mutton soup will come soon." Taking advantage of this moment, you can break the biscuits into small pieces and add them to the mutton soup later. Bubble, the taste will keep you mouth-watering. "
Seeing that Qingya and the two were outsiders, the waiter kindly introduced how to eat Hu cakes.
The hard biscuits become soft after being filled with the bright mutton soup. The smooth texture mixed with the deliciousness of the mutton soup fills the entire mouth, as if you are drinking chewable mutton soup.
In a moment, the table was filled with grilled mutton skewers, grilled lamb chops, water basin mutton and other special delicacies from outside the Great Wall. Seeing the table full of delicacies and the two people feasting, the surrounding diners all praised the two for their good appetites.
At this time, the child came forward, hunched over and asked with a smile: "You two are so elegant, how can you have meat and no wine? Why don't you try the mare's milk wine produced on the grasslands beyond the Great Wall?"
"No, Master said you are not allowed to drink alcohol unless you have something to do." The two of them spoke vaguely and rejected the waiter's suggestion. The waiter was about to turn around and leave when he heard "Stop" again, leaving him where he was.
"I don't know, you two guests..." Xiao'er was confused for a moment.
Hua Qing'er put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, licked her lips, and quietly discussed with Qing Ya: "Anyway, Master is not here now, do you think we should..."
Qingya imagined the scene where Liu Bailu had a straight face, patting his head again and again, and scolding you for "asking you to drink secretly, asking you to drink secretly", and then looked at Hua Qing'er's expectant look. , turned around and told the child: "Bring two jugs of the kumiss I just mentioned."
"Okay, objective please wait a moment." The child quickly went to get the wine.
In fact, I also want to drink it. I hope Master doesn’t know about it.
