Day after day, Yang Fan and Ma Qiao bowed and practiced martial arts in the White Horse Temple, and gradually ushered in the snow fluttering from the autumn wind and falling leaves.
On New Year's Day, everyone in the forbidden army went back to reunite with their families for the New Year, and Yang Fan and Ma Qiao, the nominal monks, also took leave from Xue Huaiyi and rushed back to Xiuwenfang to spend the New Year together at Ma Qiao's house.
Keeping the New Year, eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, drinking peppercorn wine, eating Wuxin plates, hanging peach charms, watching the driving dance, going to the "Chuanza" on the first day of the new year, visiting relatives and friends, visiting neighbors, three days of lively and lively life, after returning to the White Horse Temple, still engaged in intense training.
After New Year's Day, there is Shangyuan, and the Shangyuan Festival in the Tang Dynasty seems to be more grand than the Spring Festival.
This time, even Xue Huaiyi was busy.
Shangyuan Festival is a grand festival in the whole Luoyang City, there will be a lantern festival on that day, not only the rich people want to make lanterns, even the official yamen also has to make lanterns and enjoy with the people.
After Xue Huaiyi was willing to fall into the limelight, he had invested heavily early and hired many skilled craftsmen, and as soon as the Spring Festival passed, these people were immediately invited to the White Horse Temple to make a large lantern tree in the open space in the backyard.
Xue Huaiyi has only one requirement for the light tree: it must be the largest, it must be the brightest, and it must overshadow the lanterns of everyone in the entire Luoyang City Most of these skilled craftsmen were skilled craftsmen when Xue Huaiyi built "Ming Hall" and "Heaven", and they quickly devised a plan to make the largest and most beautiful lamp tree in Luoyang.
Because the site they made is in the backyard of the White Horse Temple, Yang Fan and others will also be curious to watch in their spare time, and listen to the craftsmen say that this lamp tree, thick with ten hugs, up to 100 feet, after the final production, can be lit at the same time 9,999 lamps, burning a night alone lamp oil will cost a lot, such a huge lamp tree, really only Xue Huaiyi, a rich monk, can afford to make.
However, if such a huge lantern tree is directly made, no one has a way to move it from the White Horse Temple to Dingding Street to display, so when it is made in the temple, it is made separately according to six feet and one floor, so Yang Fan and others cannot see its magnificence.
Time flies, and the Shangyuan Festival is approaching day by day in the hard training and anticipation of the people of the White Horse Temple.
Finally, the Shangyuan Festival has arrived, which is a grand festival for all Datang people.
On the Shangyuan Festival, the imperial court granted permission to lift the curfew, called "let go of the night", these three days in the streets and alleys, the lights and candles of the tea shop are burning, the sound of gongs and drums, the sound of firecrackers, the lights of a hundred miles are endless, and there is a festive everywhere.
During the Shangyuan Festival, there are many celebrations in the palace, so there will be no entertainment activities such as bowing competitions on the first day, and the competition is imminent, everyone also needs to relax and gather with relatives and friends, so the members of the forbidden army's bowing team have left at this moment, and they have returned to their respective homes to reunite with their families.
The incense in the White Horse Temple is particularly prosperous at this time, and the problem is that the abbot and the first one are all fake monks who are half-way monks, and they will not be interested in paying attention to these things at all.
Fortunately, they didn't pay attention to these things at all, if those donors Tan Yue met Xue Huaiyi and Yang Fan, two great monks who couldn't recite the scriptures, it would be difficult to say if they were willing to pay for sesame oil.
All kinds of feasts were held in the palace, and Xue Huaiyi also had to enter the palace to celebrate, he had no consciousness of being a monk, and he didn't regard Yang Fanzhen as a monk at all.
Chu Madge was dragged by Li Dayin, and went to celebrate Shangyuan with his group of pimpy brothers, Yang Fan and Ma Qiao took off their monk's clothes, changed into their usual clothes, and went back to Xiuwenfang.
The light on their heads is indecent, but this is also easy to do, wear a wool felt fur hat, in the evening, the sky is not yet completely dark, many places have been lit lights, each square is the door is open, let in and out, Ma Qiao was anxious and Yang Fan ate some "silkworms" at will, and then asked Jiang Xuning to go to the street to see the lights.
The aunt of the Ma family and a group of old sisters naturally want to watch the lanterns, but they are old and only walk around the workshop, and the old neighbors meet and chat, and they do not leave too far, so Ma Qiao can rest assured that he can go to play on the street.
When the two rushed to Jiang Xuning's house, Jiang Xuning had already dressed up, she was wearing a new shirt, her hair was delicately pulled, and her eyebrows were slender.
As soon as they arrived, the noodles went out into the street with them in joy.
On the street, the color building, the color shop continues, the lamp fang, the lamp tower, the light gallery, the lamp shed are connected for several miles, whether the people or all kinds of shops, or the homes of the dignitaries, all are full of lanterns, even the ministries, the ya, the departments and the supervisors, have set up the scripture shed, set up the color workshop.
There is an endless stream of tricksters and snacks on the streets.
Shangyuan Festival, scholars and girls all travel at night, these three days can all put down their bodies, usually rare to see those wealthy daughters are also accompanied by maids and slaves on the street to watch the lights, so that the entire Luoyang City is jammed with cars and horses, and the crowd is surging.
If it is usually so crowded, it is inevitable that some impatient people will not be able to help but scold, but now that it is a festival, it is this lively energy, but no one feels impatient.
Everyone is taking a figure-of-eight step, looking around, pointing and laughing, if the light wheel, lamp tree, and lamp tower in front of the door of a family are new, and the style is exquisite, it attracts many people to watch.
Some vendors selling firecrackers use donkeys to pull the towering bamboo poles along the street to sell, and some families will come out with a brazier and put it at the door, pay for the firecracker and pile it on the brazier and immediately light it, and the sound of "crackling" is endless.
On the spacious street, there are also some workshops that organize young people to carry out the game of "hooking", the so-called hook is tug-of-war, a big flag is set up in the middle as the boundary, dozens of strong young men from each of the two squares pull the rope tug-of-war, and countless big girls and little daughters-in-law next to them wave handkerchiefs and shout and cheer.
The most lively place is of course Dingding Street, in the middle of the street, a round of huge lamp trees stand there, shining like daylight, and the three big characters of "White Horse Temple" on the lamp base are impressive.
Under the lamp, there were many people high-fived and sang.
There were men and women, old and young, hundreds of men and women held hands, singing and dancing around the light trees.
The tune they sing is very simple, and it is always the same two sections, but as the so-called stepping song is endless, and the key is different, this is a relatively casual celebration game.
It doesn't matter if you don't know how to sing and dance, just hold hands with others, jump and move rhythmically around the lamp tree, and be able to match the beat of the piccolo and Qiang drums.
Of course, there are some young girls, dancing and dancing very well, with the beat of Qiang's encouragement, they hold their shoulders, chin, cover their arms, swing their backs, loosen their knees, twist their waists, and tilt their hips, forming a "three bends" of the bewitching posture, and then present a kind of graceful and charming just right, so that people's hearts are intoxicated, and God is galloping.
"Smile with incense and fight for the smiling."
The indescribable taste of the daughter is at a glance in this song and dance.
"I'm going to jump too" Ma Qiao was full of interest, and couldn't help but say a word to Yang Fan and the noodles, and then squeezed into the crowd of people who were singing.
The dancer happily accepted him, let go of his clasped hand, took Ma Qiao's hand, and let him join in.
Well, a small hand on the left and a small hand on the right, warm and soft, slippery and greasy, are all the hands of a little girl Ma Qiao's guy is really good at picking, these people who dance and dance are men, women, old and young, he just got a glimpse of the opportunity, and picked two handsome and cute little girls who jumped in front of him and inserted them.
Yang Fan shook his head and smiled: "Brother Qiao is really good at picking." ” Jiang Xuning raised Xiao Yao's nose disdainfully, and snorted coldly: "I think he is a dog who can't change his eating, I'll buy a few oil hammers, do you want to eat it?"
Yang Fan clapped his hands and the beat of the Qiang drum, while swaying his body from side to side with the people who were singing and dancing, and replied with a smile: "Okay" Jiang Xuning took out a handkerchief from his arms and opened it, which was wrapped in more than a dozen yuan, Jiang Xuning took out a few yuan, took out a handkerchief and squeezed it towards a small vendor selling oil hammers.
At that time, there was no Lantern Festival, but this snack "oil hammer" was already similar to the fried Lantern Festival after eating, it was also a sweet made of glutinous rice, Jiang Xuning was a girl's family, and naturally loved to eat.
Jiang Xuning bought seven or eight "oil hammers" and rushed back in an oiled paper bag, the "oil hammers" were still hot after they had just been fried, and the two of them ate the "oil hammers" while watching the dance.
At this time, several handsome young men also walked slowly on Dingding Street with the slowly surging flow of people, looking around all the way, smiling like flowers.
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These little sons are all wearing plain color shirts, with round necks, collars, soft feet on their heads, and scarves on their heads.
At first glance, these little boys are quite amazing to the girls, but when they look at it again, they can recognize that this is a group of women who are easy to hairpin and Mou, because they do not deliberately hide the fat powder of their eyebrows and eyes.
Although these girls are wearing men's clothes, they are a group of girls after all, and girls love beauty, so they don't wear too thick under their shirts, so as not to look bloated, so that the little faces are a little red from the cold, but their interest is obviously very high.
"Wow, look at that lamp tree, it's so spectacular, I don't know which yamen made it, it's the first time I've seen such a huge lamp tree, let's go over and take a look" It was a baby-faced little beauty who spoke, her face was frozen red, like a cute red apple, it was Lan Yiqing, the female guard of the Great Interior, and the "young boys" next to her were naturally Xie Muwen, Gao Ying and other people.
To be continued: