Liu Handong's face was uncertain, and his eyes were full of doubts.Chu Heng rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "Didn't I tell you, remember to call yourself a slave, don't call yourself 'me' anymore." ”Hearing Chu Heng say this, Liu Handong suddenly realized, and hurriedly nodded in agreement."
Go and get your clothes changed."
Chu Heng waved his hand, and Lu Qiao walked over with a set of red cotton skirts and handed it to Liu Handong."
You just go into the carriage and change, and we'll set off after the change."
Liu Handong nodded, took the burden of clothes, and turned around and got into the carriage with a smoke.Chu Heng and Lu Qiao were standing on the side of the carriage, Liu Handong was changing clothes in the car, and Chu Heng was standing outside the carriage talking to her."
You didn't have lunch at noon today and went back to see your brother, I'm afraid that you haven't even eaten dinner at this hour, this sacrificial dance requires a lot of strength, you eat these two buns while they're hot, so as not to be weak on your feet for a while."
Chu Heng lifted the curtain and stuffed the bun wrapped in oiled paper into the carriage.When Chu Heng lowered the curtain, he only felt a strange fragrance on the end of his nose, Chu Heng frowned, and his gaze suddenly sank when he looked at the car."
Miss Chu, what's wrong?"
Seeing that Chu Heng's face was not good, Lu Qiao thought that Chu Heng was still angry with Han Dong.Lu Qiao smacked her mouth, and it was rare that she didn't fall into the well: "Don't worry, girl, Han Dong's sacrificial dance is well practiced, and she won't embarrass the girl tonight." ”Chu Heng didn't speak, and Lu Qiao was bored, so he also closed his mouth."
Han Dong, have you packed up?"
Chu Heng opened his mouth again and asked."
It's coming, it's coming."
Han Dong was hurriedly wearing his skirt."
Your hair needs to be re-combed, you move a little into the car and I'll go up and brush your hair."
Chu Heng stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain."
Girl, you don't need to do this kind of thing, I'll do it."
Midori squeezed over.A courteous face."
You just need to help guard it outside."
Chu Heng glanced at Lu Qiao.Lu Qiao had to obediently stop and stand outside the car.Seeing Chu Heng get into the car, Lu Qiao complained in a low voice.Miss Chu is really eccentric, is it miserable for Han Dong to rely on his younger brother after his parents died?
My Lu Qiao also has both parents dead, she Han Dong at least has a younger brother, and I don't have any relatives......
Chu Heng's ears were so good, and he heard not a word of these words into his ears.I couldn't laugh or cry for a while."
Miss Chu.Sorry for your help. ”Inside the carriage, Han Dong looked at Chu Heng with a guilty expression.Chu Heng reached out and took the comb and lowered Han Dong's hair.Fu pulled it up again and brought the hairpin.This set of actions flowed smoothly, and Chu Heng's eyes kept drifting to the bamboo stick hanging on Han Dong's waist.Chu Heng had already determined that someone had stuffed medicinal powder in the bamboo stick's tube, but the medicinal properties of that medicinal powder were not great.It can also make people feel in a trance for a moment.This is someone who wants to make a fool of himself during the sacrifice, but who has this motive?
Chu Heng was a little puzzled.Is it the Queen Mother's person?
Probably not.Since the emperor fell into the hands of the prince, he and the queen mother have formed an offensive and defensive alliance, and the queen mother has attacked herself, and it is not good for her?
Jicheng is even more impossible.He was the one who was most worried about the sacrifice going wrong.Chu Heng frowned, and for a moment he couldn't think of who was going to attack him.After she straightened Han Dong's hair, she reached out and took the bun wrapped in oiled paper on the side.Hand it to Han Dong: "It's still hot, eat two bites." ”Han Dong nodded.After taking the bun, her eyes were already red: "Miss Chu is really good to Han Dong, Han Dong remembers it." ”Chu Heng was silent and didn't speak.Han Dongsan swallowed the bun in two bites, then put the oiled paper aside, and hurriedly gathered the clothes he had just changed into and wrapped them into the baggage.When Han Dong was packing up his clothes, Chu Heng's sharp eyes went to the pile of clothes to reveal a corner of a cyan money bag, and a pear blossom was embroidered on the corner of the money bag.The embroiderer is very familiar."
Miss Chu, let's get out of the car."
Han Dong packed up his baggage and got out of the car with his baggage.Chu Heng also followed.Han Dong handed the burden to Chen Qixian, who had been standing not far away, and then trotted back to the team, Chu Heng also returned to his position, and the parade officially began.The torches were lit one after another, starting from the Fuji Palace, radiating radioactivity throughout the city, and the entire Fuji City was instantly lit up.Chu Heng and his entourage walked along the main road of Fujicheng, walked around the city, and finally went to the river to light a bonfire by the river, and this sacrificial ceremony was perfect.In front of the procession are two large drums, behind the drums are the lion dance, behind the lion dance is two long rows of torches, and the girls dancing the sacrificial dance are behind this torch procession, behind the dancing girls, there are soldiers holding torches, these soldiers are armoured, with knives at their waists, walking with tiger and tiger, but the whole sacrificial procession of heroism is lifted up at once.Although the first half of the team has drums, lion dances, and sacrificial dancers, the second half of the team has become fully armored soldiers, which seems to be nondescript at first glance, but taking advantage of the night to accompany the firelight, this whole team has a faint feeling that the gods are borrowing the way.The drum sounded, and the lion in front of him also danced, Chu Heng reached out and took out a bamboo stick from his waist and began to beat it with the drum one by one.Lu Qiao, Han Dong, who was following Chu Heng, and the dancers in those dance workshops also took off their bamboo sticks and knocked them one by one.The night was quiet, and all you could get was the crackling of torches, and as soon as the sound of drums and bamboo sticks sounded, the whole Fuji City instantly boiled."
The parade has begun!""
Let's go out and have a look!""
I heard that it was the parade initiated by the Chu girl who sacrificed to the river god last time!
He said it would stop the rain. ”"It's been raining for half a month, just stop it?"
The procession moved forward little by little, and the doors of the people on the roadside opened one after another.People left their homes and followed the procession, tiptoeing over and talking.In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed, and the team had been circling the city for half a week, and Chu Heng was about the same as the people who followed him, so he knocked the bamboo stick in his hand twice, and the sacrificial dance began.The autumn breeze is bleak, and the girl who dances the sacrificial dance wears a red cotton skirt, holds two small bamboo sticks on the left and the right in her hands, and hangs a string of copper bells on each ankle.The dance steps of the sacrificial dance are sonorous and powerful, and every step seems to take a lot of effort, walking out of the city one by one, looking at the bamboo stick in his hand one by one, and the copper bells on his ankles jingle and jingle.The lion dancer in front of him also stopped, and turned to the sides of the sacrificial dance procession, and the big drum slowed down, and beat the drum on the chest one by one."
It's raining heavily?"
Someone in the crowd muttered, and then propped up the oil-paper umbrella that he had been carrying with him for the past few days.The raindrops fell slowly, and the paper umbrellas opened one after another, and in this gorgeous night, it was as if ink suddenly dripped onto the paper, exploding into dark flowers.
(To be continued)