withered prosperity

23, Vulcan birthday.

As the largest Taoist temple near Shangjing, Narcissus Temple held a large fair on the day of Vulcan's birthday as usual, and people from the nearby towns and villages gathered in the square at the entrance and on the passage.

The carriage couldn't move forward at a distance, so it had to stop.

"My lord, there are too many people ahead, the car can't get through." Fu Bo who was sitting in the front poked his head through the small window and said.

"It's okay, let's go over there!" Yan Hai took acupuncture and medicine every day, and after recuperating these days, he seemed to be recovering in an uneventful manner. "There is a labor leader."

"Where to say, these occasions were originally maintained by the Gyeonggi Guards, and I was just a guide." Fu Bo quickly jumped down and pulled up the gauze curtain behind the car, and said to him: "Young master, feel free to play, there are people around you." Many of our brothers in the battalion are not safe."

Yan Hai took a look around, but he saw quite a few Jingji Guards wearing official uniforms, some of them were patrolling the crowd, and some of them were standing on a high place looking out.

There were also quite a few men in casual clothes with wary eyes in the crowd, who were obviously spies.

Fu Bo was wearing casual clothes, which meant that he didn't want to make a fuss. Of course, his subordinates would not come to disturb him.

He stretched out his hand to support Yan Hai, so that it would be easier for him to get down.

"Thank you Commander Fu." Yan Hai thanked him: "Prince Cheng really has a heart."

In the morning, he said that he wanted to go out for a walk to see the birthday of the Vulcan, so Yin Yutang sent someone to find the commander of the Gyeonggi Guards, and asked him to follow him for safety.

Han'er also got out of the car, and the three of them walked along the bustling street to Narcissus Temple.

"Commander Fu is from Beijing?"

"Yes." Fu Bo replied respectfully: "The ancestors have worked in Gyeonggi Province for generations."

"That's also Zhongding's house."

"Don't dare!" Fu Bo said hastily: "I'm just a small family in Shangjing, how can I dare to bear this word."

Although he looks ordinary on the outside, he can tell that he is exquisite and cautious when he speaks. No wonder Yin Yutang let him follow with confidence.

"Commander Fu has a bright future."

Fu Bo hastily thanked him modestly.

"It's worth it." Yan Hai then said, "That night, Commander Fu also worked hard."

Fu Bo immediately realized what time he was referring to, but thinking about what happened that night, his expression was a little unnatural.

"That Mr. Xiao... is really..." He thought for a while, then said carefully: "The martial arts are peerless, extraordinary."

There were nearly a hundred of them that night, and they were all elites drawn from the various battalions of the Gyeonggi Guard. trick.

Dare to say that wherever the sword energy goes, no one dares to beat it.

And that one was not only able to do a job with ease, but also lenient... So the incident of being slashed with a sword and being snatched from the face is not too ugly mixed in.

"That night, I don't know... When did he come out of the yard?"

"The child's hour has just passed."

"Commander Fu is as meticulous as a hair, I don't know if he could detect anything unusual at that time?"

"This..." Fu Bo thought about it carefully: "Except for his extremely high martial arts, there is really nothing unusual... I just think he was extremely anxious at that time."

Yan Hai nodded.

At this time, there was a noise behind them, and everyone stopped and looked behind.

"Mr. Huode Xing is here!" Someone shouted: "This year is Shaohuafang!"

Immediately, the crowd was a little commotion, and more people were pushing.

Fu Bo quickly blocked Yan Hai behind him to prevent him from being squeezed.

A few people suddenly appeared beside them, helping to separate the crowd.

"Doing a Taoist temple is different from a Buddhist Dharma meeting. It pays attention to a lively scene." Fu Bo explained to Yan Hai: "According to the usual practice, there is a sacrificial ceremony, and I will find folk singers dressed as Vulcans and go all the way to the Narcissus Temple Prayers will be sung in front, and some change and dried fruits will be scattered along the way, and it will be auspicious if you get it."

While he was speaking, Gyeonggi Guards also began to maintain order.

Naturally, the common people did not dare to offend the officials in official robes, and soon calmed down a lot.

"My lord, here we come!" Han'er stood on tiptoe to look around, and said excitedly, "I saw someone coming with a sedan chair."

The crowd retreated to both sides of the road, revealing a group of people walking this way behind.

A person dressed as a Taoist came over holding the imperial bell, tambourine, pipa and bamboo flute, playing all the way.

A little behind is the ornately decorated red sedan chair, which is carried by eight people. Through the red gauze curtain, one can be seen sitting upright inside, who should be the singer pretending to be the Vulcan. .

Yan Hai retreated to the side of the road with everyone, waiting for the chariot and sedan chair to pass by first.

When the sedan chair passed by, everyone looked up at Vulcan, including Yan Hai.

The red gauze curtain was fluttering, but one could clearly see the people inside.

It was a man with an extremely delicate appearance. He wore a feather crown and a red robe, but his eyebrows were only slightly drawn, especially his eyes were outlined in a flying shape, and Gu Pan felt a bit out of this world.

"what?"

Yan Hai turned his head to look at Han'er who made a sound of surprise.

"This Vulcan... looks familiar." Han'er noticed that she lost her composure, and quickly covered her mouth and said, "Maybe I've seen it somewhere."

"It's actually Qiu Sanye." Fu Bo lowered his voice and continued: "He is the No.1 in Shaohuafang, how can Narcissus Temple invite him?"

Qiu Lanyu, who was pretending to be the God of Vulcan, happened to turn her head around, and glanced this way intentionally or unintentionally.

Yan Hai met his eyes, and couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling that this person's eyes had some meaning.

It just so happened that Daotong threw out the dried fruit change, and everyone stretched out their hands to pick it up, blocking their sight immediately.

When the crowd calmed down and looked at the past, there was only one back view.

"Young Master Yan, let's go too!" Fu Bo suggested, "Qiu Lanyu's skills are outstanding, even if it's singing prayers to the gods, it's worth listening to."

Yan Hai nodded, and they followed the crowd to the gate of Narcissus Temple.

The gate of Narcissus Temple was opened, and Qiu Lanyu got off the sedan chair and walked to the high platform that had been set up in advance.

After worshiping in all directions, he began to sing prayers.

With Qiu Lanyu's voice, his voice was extremely ethereal, and he sang the prayer with an indescribable sense of solemnity, and the originally noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

After finishing reading for a long time, it was not until he walked into the main hall that everyone came back to their senses, and the sound of praise was endless for a while.

"It's enough to walk around the beam for three days. You deserve to be everyone." Fu Bo praised.

Yan Hai nodded in agreement.

"My lord, there is a juggling team over there, should we go and have a look?" Han'er asked him.

"I'm a little tired." Yan Hai's expression showed a little tiredness.

"Then it's better to go to the temple to take a break and have a cup of tea." Fu Bo suggested: "There is a spring behind the Narcissus Temple, which is clear and sweet, perfect for tea."

Fu Bo went into the temple to find people, and immediately a little Taoist priest led them to an independent courtyard behind.

At the courtyard gate, Yan Hai stopped.

"Han'er, I'll take a rest by myself, go out and play by yourself!" Seeing that Han'er was hesitant, he said, "I don't have the strength to look at it, so you can talk to me when you come back."

"Then thank you son!" Han'er blinked. "I'll come back and wait for you after shopping."

"I saw a few friends, I went over to say hello." Fu Bo was also a smart person, "There are people inside and outside the temple, so you can rest assured, my lord."

After the two of them left, Yan Hai entered the wing room alone.

"Is there a female crown here, the lay name is Xie Mengfei?" He asked the little Taoist priest who served him tea. "I don't know if she is in the audience."

"The female crowns live on the other side, and they don't come here on weekdays." The little Taoist told him, "But today is Vulcan's birthday, and as a rule, the female crowns will go to the main hall to attend the puja, and this lady Xie should be there. "

"I want to ask you, the Taoist priest, one thing." Yan Hai lowered his eyes. "I have a letter here, please go to the hall and give it to Xie Nuguan."

"Success!" The little Taoist didn't know what to think of, and said with a smile on his face: "But there are quite a lot of people in the hall, and I have to look for it in the past. I guess it will take some time, and you may have to wait for a while."

The door was open, and the sun was shining in the yard outside, and it was lush and green.

The mountain spring here is very sweet, and the tea brewed is very fragrant.

Yan Hai held the teacup and drank the tea slowly.

Before the cup of tea was finished, someone came in from the courtyard door.

Yan Hai was a little surprised, but when he saw who was coming, he couldn't help being stunned.