The Way of the Consort

After several days of fun, after the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, Princess Fuchen came to invite Ji Zhao to watch the Lantern Festival.

After the tenth day of the lunar new year, until the end of the first month, there will be lantern festivals in the city, and the Lantern Festival is the most lively day.

Ji Zhao's heart was about to move, but when he thought about his body, he still coughed from time to time. There must have been a lot of people on the street that day, and he could only regret to refuse.

On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, Ji Zhao's cough was much better. After all, he was thinking about playing, thinking that he should go to the Lantern Festival with the princess at night!He sent someone to the princess' mansion to say something, but in vain, the princess entered the palace again.

Ji Zhao guessed that something was going on in the palace, right?Then he doesn't bother, let's go out by himself at night.

In the palace, Renzong was also persuading the two brothers and sisters: "Zi'er was in the palace since he was a child, and he has never seen a folk lantern festival. It's rare to live outside the palace now. The son-in-law is not in good health. If you can't go, you can take the guards to see it." Let's go to the Lantern Festival." Then he said, "Since it is decided that the young lady of the Qin family will be the side concubine, but it is only a spring event, brother Zhen will also go to the Lantern Festival today. Even if you are a side concubine, Father also hopes that you can meet a caring person and spend more time with him, there will be no harm."

Zongzhen wanted to refuse, but Renzong frowned and feigned anger: "Even if you don't look at her little lady, you should be protecting your sister."

Fu Chen snickered, Zong Zhen had no choice but to respond: "Okay..."

Anyway, he didn't care if Ji Zhao didn't go out.

Throughout the first lunar month, almost every shop on the street will hang a few lanterns, even the Royal Road outside the palace is full of shops selling lanterns, but the most lively lantern festival is held on Suzaku Street. Every five years, His Majesty the Emperor will personally get out of the lantern viewing car from the palace and put it on Zhuque Street for everyone to watch, which is extremely gorgeous.

Next year will be the turn of the next fifth year, and when Ji Zhao knows this, he doesn't feel pity, because the street lanterns in front of him are enough for him to see.

On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, no vehicles were allowed to enter or leave Zhuque Avenue, and they could only walk. When they reached the intersection, Ji Zhao was carefully supported by Yin Ming from the car.

Before going out, Wei's mother has checked countless times, and Chen Xing is still pulling him, looking here and there, making sure that the collar and cuffs are wrapped in the big fur cloak, so that no trace of wind will leak in. Let him go in.The four drinkers also followed, including the guards in the mansion, all dressed in casual clothes, walking forward with the crowd, protecting Ji Zhao in all directions.

Ji Zhao carefully looked at every vendor around him, and marveled at the exquisite craftsmanship of the ancient lanterns.

Obviously they are paper lanterns and cloth lanterns, so thin, but they can be made so strong and beautiful. He bought one of Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea and one of Chang’e Flying to the Moon. He grabbed one with each hand and continued to look at more beautiful lanterns. There are also singers and performers, and the ears are full of lively noise, but it is not annoying at all.

This is what he really wants to see in the world. He also went to throw pots and loops for a long time, but he didn’t throw or catch anything. He praised him for being open-minded and so on. Before leaving, he gave him a little jade rabbit made of porcelain.

Ji Zhao has been a rabbit in both his lifetimes.

The little rabbit was poorly made, he regarded it as a treasure, thanked him repeatedly, and refused to let go of it.

Yin Ming and others followed behind him, showing "kind" smiles, and they didn't look at how much they spent on throwing pots and rings, what's the point of giving it to a little rabbit!

But as long as their husband is happy, that's fine.

Ji Zhao's figure was lingering in the human fireworks filled with lanterns and laughter. On the other side, a seemingly ordinary carriage quietly stopped on the street of Suzaku Street. A man followed.The man was wrapped in dark sable fur, and he could hardly see Pang. After he got off the car, he said a few words to the young gentleman, who smiled and nodded, and the two walked into the street together.

Half of Zong Zhen's face was hidden in the hair on his neck, so he was afraid of the wind. He wore a net scarf on his head, but this net scarf was slightly different from those worn by scholars nowadays.He wears this to keep warm, and the circle near his forehead is also made of wool, with a dark purple gemstone inlaid in the middle.

In this way, his face was almost invisible to anyone.

He walked slowly, and Fuchen next to him came out in men's clothing today, and it was the first time for her to watch the Lantern Festival, and she felt novelty in seeing everything in her eyes, and even bought a bunch of things, and the guards behind her were holding them all.Zong Zhen stayed with him all the time with a good temper. Originally, he went out to play with his sister today.

After walking for more than a quarter of an hour, Fu Chen remembered the elder brother beside him, stuck out his tongue, and said embarrassedly: "Brother, are you tired?"

Zong Zhen smiled lightly: "It's still okay to accompany you."

Fu Chen looked around and pointed to the teahouse behind him: "Brother, go and sit in it. I want to go to the other side of the bridge to see, but I heard that there are more people there, and there are so many guards following me."

Zong Zhen took a deep look, there were indeed many people, and he didn't like crowds.

He nodded, and told Cheng Shen and Bao Qing to follow Fu Chen, and ordered the bodyguards around him.He and the rest of the people were about to step into the door of the tea house. Before entering, he saw someone throwing pots and lasso at the door of the tea house.

It was very lively, and he thought it was very interesting, so he stood aside and watched.

Seeing him stop, the boss immediately handed over the circle and the lottery enthusiastically: "This gentleman, do you want to try it? It's very interesting! Look, there are so many things! There are also live rabbits! It's very good! You must win! If you don’t win, you don’t need money!”

As soon as the words fell, someone scolded angrily: "Missed again! I have already invested a hundred dollars! It's a deceitful thing!"

"Uh..." The boss stopped talking.

The attendants behind Zong Zhen laughed unconsciously, and Zong Zhen also twitched the corners of his mouth.

The boss knew that the business couldn't be done, so he turned around dejectedly and wanted to leave, Zong Zhen stretched out his hand to him: "Let me try..."

The boss immediately laughed like a flower again.

Princess Fuchen walked in the crowd with people, also holding the newly bought lamp in her hand, watching and playing, playing and watching.

Qing Jin suddenly pointed in a direction, and whispered in her ear: "Princess, look, is that the son-in-law?"

Princess Fuchen looked immediately, the person surrounded by the crowd, wearing white fox fur, standing in the lantern was dazzling and exquisite, throwing the pot, who is it if it is not a son-in-law?

Princess Fuchen's eyes lit up: "Let's go! Let's find the son-in-law! Play with him!"

There were too many people on the street, and someone behind her accidentally bumped into Princess Fuchen, and the guards rushed to surround her. The old lady was so frightened that she kept saying "I'm sorry", Princess Fuchen turned around, and said kindly, "It's okay. ,aunt--"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Princess Fuchen looked at the passing side in disbelief.

"Pei Rong..." she murmured in a low voice.

"Ah?" All the maids came together, "What did you say?"

Fu Chen was like a fool, looking at the man who stopped and stood in front of the lamp stand, he didn't dare to move or speak, for fear that the man would disappear suddenly, even more afraid that it was just a dream.

Until the man moved and looked back at Princess Fuchen, Fuchen almost burst into tears when he saw his face.

She hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth.

The man didn't seem to see her, turned around and walked out.

Princess Fuchen threw away the lamp in her hand, picked up the cloak that dragged the ground, and hurriedly chased forward, but there were too many people, and someone always blocked her. Regardless of the anxiety of the maids, eunuchs and guards, Princess Fuchen firmly reached out to call Drive away from the crowd, reverse direction, and run to chase in that direction.

At the Lantern Festival, there were the most people throwing pots and hoops. There was a stall here and a stall there, and people were everywhere.

Ji Zhao became addicted to playing, but no matter how he cast or circled, he couldn't get it. He didn't believe in this evil, and he was changing new stores all the way.After a lot of trouble for this family, he almost threw the lottery into the pot, but the lottery was deflected, "Oh!" The onlookers sighed first.

Ji Zhao also felt it was a pity, and reached out to the boss: "Come again!"

The bosses liked customers like Ji Zhao the most. They couldn't hit the lottery, and they kept trying to vote. They laughed so hard that they couldn't see their eyes, so they handed him a lottery and said, "Mr., take your time!" It's best to vote for him to collect the stall!

Ji Zhaoyun sighed, and threw half a handful again, needless to say, he missed again.

Ji Zhao wore snow fox fur with ermine fur on his neck. Under the lamplight, his face was set off like a jade carving. Everyone loves to look at him, so even if he doesn't hit, they surround him and look at the crowd. There are too many, and he is exaggerated in his tone.

Ji Zhao was touted to have more enthusiasm and passion, and thought it was fun to miss a shot, until someone said: "Hey, this is really weird! At the pitching pot stand on the street, there is a person who hits what he hits." !The boss is about to be cast into tears, and this stall here, no matter what you vote for, you won’t win anything!"

Some people asked which company it was, and some comforted Ji Zhao loudly: "My lord, you are doing this for fun, don't compare yourself to those rough people! I'm afraid the rough people have been practicing for a whole year. I just hope to make a lot of money at this time!"

"that is!"

At first, the person was not happy: "That person is not a rough person at first glance!"

"Go, go!" The man was quickly chased away by a group of people.

But Ji Zhao heard it in his ears, if that person didn't speak big words, he is a genius!

He didn't cast the one in his hand, and stuffed it into the hand of the person next to him: "I'll let you play!"

He turned around and walked towards the intersection, he had to go to a meeting!

Originally, I thought that with so many stalls on the street, it would be hard to find, but in fact it was very easy to find, because many people had heard that there was such a person who was sure to hit the pot, and they all went to watch the excitement. Ji Zhao listened to the people around him. People also went to join in the fun, and immediately followed the flow of people, and quickly found a place.

Isn't it the first one he played tonight!

Different from the deserted one when he was playing, at this time the stall has been tightly wrapped by three floors inside and three floors outside. Ji Zhao couldn't even see what it looked like inside, but could only hear the crowd applauding and shouting: " Good!" "Again!" "Take that! That's it!"

Ji Zhao anxiously stood on tiptoe to look, but still couldn't see.

Seeing this, his guards immediately stepped forward, you pushed, I pulled, and finally a path was vacated. Ji Zhao rushed in. Before he could see the genius's face clearly, he saw the man's hand first. Holding a ring, this is not playing pot throwing, but playing rings again!

A genius is a genius after all, Ji Zhao felt that the posture of holding the circle was different from his own, and he had to learn from it.

Thinking about it, he looked up at the genius's face, and he was dumbfounded.

Isn't this the Hui merchant brother!

Stepping through the iron shoes is nowhere to be found!

Although the fur collar half covered his face, he could hardly see clearly, but he would never admit to the tear mole under his eyes!

Zong Zhen took aim, and was about to throw the ring in his hand easily, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice shouting at him: "Brother!"

Zong Zhen's hand trembled, and amidst the sighs of the crowd, His Highness the Crown Prince frowned as he faced the first defeat tonight.