Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Time flies so fast, and the Lantern Festival is here in a blink of an eye.

After a rare free day, Zhao Ceying and Mo Lan returned to Zhao Mansion for dinner.

As night approached, Zhao Ceying and Mo Lan took little Shen and their youngest daughter Sister Qi to the downtown area.

Little Shen and Sister Qi have grown up playing together, and when they see new things, they can't help but want to get in on them.

Sister Qi said she would not disturb her brother and sister-in-law's interaction, so she took little Shen's hand and gathered around the street to watch the lion dance.

Many customs in Yuzhou are not found in Bianjing. Mo Lan won from West Street to East Street. Mo Lan saw Zhao Ceying stopped in front of a stall.

There is a sugar painting stall. The stall owner is holding a spoon and swaying sugar juice like ink. Various lifelike animals are vividly displayed on the pavilions and pavilions of the city tower.

Not only Zhao Ceying was watching, but many passers-by were also attracted to the stall.

"Master, can you make a three-dimensional lantern style?" Zhao Ceying asked.

The stall owner looked up at Zhao Ceying. He didn't look like a frail scholar, nor was he tall and tall. The clothes he wore and the jade pendants around his waist were all luxurious items. Only then did he become convinced that this young master was not here to cause trouble.

The stall owner was quite embarrassed, "Sir, aren't you making things difficult? I've seen the three-dimensional lantern style you mentioned, but I've never made it. I'm not good at learning, so I'd rather go to another stall to see it. Take a look."

Zhao Ceying said quietly, "I've seen them all, and your craftsmanship is definitely the best."

After Zhao Ceying said that, he asked Wu Yan to hand over some money. When he was in Bianjing, he heard several brothers from the Xie family talking about such sugar paintings, and they described them vividly, but it was a pity that he had never seen them with his own eyes.

I think Mo Lan has seen it before.

Then he placed the lantern he won in front of the stall owner and said patiently, "It should be similar to this one, with an extra layer of flowers wrapped around it."

Three-dimensional patterns are fashionable in Bianjing. They are time-consuming and labor-intensive, and test your patience. The young master in front of you gave him a lot of money, enough to set up a stall on the street for three months, and he accepted the offer one after another.

Staring at the lantern in front of him, the spoon in his hand kept being lowered and raised again.

The sugar juice inside solidified, and the stall owner pieced it together bit by bit.

Attracting more people to stop and watch the stall owner’s craftsmanship.

Lu Zhong saw a group of people gathered inside and outside, and asked Wu Yan, "Is my uncle still in there?"

Wu Yan remembered what his young master had told him, "I said I wanted to bring a sugar painting to the madam. There are probably many people inside, and the master is still waiting inside."

Luzhong pointed to the bridge in the distance, "The lady is waiting for my uncle there. The stall owner who threw the pot told me that there is a theater further inside. The next show is a shadow puppet show. The location on the second floor has been reserved. , Sister Qi has already gone with Miss Shen San."

Mo Lan's hands were empty, and most of the personal belongings she won from throwing pots were given to Xiao Shen and Sister Qi. Sister Qi was very happy to hold a bunch of things.

At this moment, Zhao Ceying walked towards Mo Lan little by little under the moonlight.

He raised the lantern-style sugar painting in his hand. The most coincidental thing was that the sugar painting was three-dimensional and a little more delicate than the lantern he won. The whole body was light yellow, close to white, with a thick yellow color. Each piece was wrapped into flower branches, which looked lifelike.

The man's expression of love is also very straightforward. He probably gives the best thing he can get, and even takes a lot of fabric jewelry with him when he goes to the next city.

"Mo'er, look." Zhao Ceying's eyes overflowed with smiles.

Mo Lan picked up the candy painting and praised it several times, "It's time to take it back and offer it as an offering."

Zhao Ceying was unhappy after hearing this. She broke open the flower petals surrounding them and handed them to Mo Lan's mouth. "Since I bought them, they are for eating. Let's go and watch the shadow puppet show."

To be honest, this play is very vulgar and not very famous. It was originally passed down by word of mouth by a storyteller in Yuzhou and turned into a shadow puppet show.

It is said that a scholar met a girl while guessing lantern riddles during the Lantern Festival. He fell in love with her at first sight and got married the next year. Later, the scholar became an official as he wished, but he was demoted many times because of his outright temperament.

On the way to be demoted, the girl died due to acclimatization. Fifteen years later, the scholar left in despair. When he left, he was full of unwillingness. On the road to hell, the girl had been waiting for him for fifteen years. He was so unwilling. The smoke disappeared.

The daughter's family is sentimental. Sister Qi burst into tears watching the show and pulled Mo Lan's sleeve.

"This scholar is really useless. If I were that scholar, I would never go against others, and I wouldn't end up like this."

Zhao Ceying goes to the theater with Sister Qi every Lantern Festival. He has no feelings at all. He just thinks that watching these things is a waste of time.

After getting married, she had a different feeling, so she gently patted Mo Lan's palm.

The flickering candlelight reflected on Mo Lan's face was particularly beautiful, and then came the last scene of the play.

The two talked to each other and went to hell together.