The princess relies on the cat to ascend the throne

From July [-]st to July [-]th of the lunar calendar, the Qiqiao Festival, girls put on new clothes, beg for wisdom from the Weaver Girl in the sky, or play some "fighting skills" games, or write melons and fruits to beg for cleverness.

There is also a grand banquet in the palace on this festival. It is said that the pilgrims and queens of Dali were lucky enough to meet each other. event.

Inside the palace wall, the Lizheng Hall.

The mountains, rivers and waters depicted by the azure ocher are divided into sixteen screens to separate the room, and a vague figure in the inner room is vaguely reflected. A maid passed through the screen, and walked slowly towards the inner room with lowered eyes. Soon, she saw a figure in a phoenix robe. The beautiful woman was sitting on a low table, lazily squinting her eyes halfway, holding a snail in Xiansu's hand, and was drawing her brows leisurely.

The servant girl saluted her silently, walked behind the man, combed her hair carefully, her eyes occasionally glanced at the face reflected in the bronze mirror, although she lowered her eyes in time, her heart still flashed the astonishment of seeing her for the first time.

Not long after, I heard a loud announcement from outside:

"The saint arrives."

Hearing this announcement, the person in front of the bronze mirror moved a little faster, and just after the bright yellow figure passed through the screen, he was done, with a smile on his face, he got up and saluted——

"Stay home."

Just when the ceremony was halfway done, it was dismissed by someone raising his hand.

"Zi Lu has worked a lot these days. Normally, I should let you have a good rest, but now it's time for a palace banquet, and it's another day of tormenting you." With a smile on his lips, the visitor raised his hand to take a piece of paper from the dowry box. A golden hairpin, trying to tie it into her hair for her.

The palace people around had retreated tactfully. Seeing that there were no outsiders, the "demon queen" Zhou Xianhua, who was rumored to be almost demonized by the outside world, seemed to have softened his bones at this moment, raising his arms to hug the neck of the visitor, his eyelids drooping heavily Then, hanging more than half of the weight on the emperor, moved his lips, and hummed:

"If you really love me, don't put these pure gold things on my head. My neck is not broken, but my head is going bald..."

Lu Yining pursed her lips, looked hesitantly at the hairpin in her hand, and said hesitantly after a while: "Today's palace banquet, if you dress in a simple way, I'm afraid it won't suit Yu Li——"

Zhou Xianhua heard the meaning of looseness in her words, and thought that he was able to pack a few catties lightly today, and he was not sleepy immediately, so he turned his head and pulled out a wooden box from under his dressing table. After unlocking it, there was a row of The same jewelry as in her dowry.

Lu Yining's eyes were somewhat perplexed, and after bending over to pick it up, she found that the weight was less than half.

Lu Yining: "..."

Zhou Xianhua winked at her coquettishly, the color between his brows and eyes was more intense than that of the mountains and rivers on the screen, his red lips were shining, and there was a bit of playfulness when he pursed lightly: "I'm going to be bald..."

Lu Yining pursed her lips, and could only say helplessly, "I'm not going to be an example."

Zhou Xianhua nodded, took her hand and sat down in front of the bronze mirror again, asked her to help her continue to curl her hair, and brought up the matter of the East Palace in her mouth: "Are you really going to put her back in Duke Lu's mansion?"

Lu Yining lowered her eyes, the tails of her phoenix eyes naturally drew a bit of coldness, reflecting her jade-like face even colder, but she answered the queen with a warm tone: "Naturally."

After a pause, she added: "There are always some guys who challenged my bottom line over and over again. Previously, Mrs. Zhou's incident coincided with a change in the palace, and I had no time to take care of it. Now they dare to attack the Lu family. It happens to be settled together with their new and old accounts."

Mentioning Mrs. Zhou, Zhou Xianhua also saw a bit of coldness in his expression, and then sighed again:

"Since that incident, for so many years, I haven't seen a smile on my sister's face..."

"I haven't seen her for a long time now, I don't know how she is now."

……

outside the palace.

Fire trees and silver flowers never go night.

In Wang'an City, where the curfew is strictly censored all year round, because of this lantern festival, every household went out to play and look at the various lanterns hanging on the trees with stories about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.

The female relatives all went to the street accompanied by the maidservants, and those who were not engaged quietly waited for the moment when the car curtain was rolled up to catch a glimpse of a happy family man outside. , took the maidservant and the sweetheart to make a wish in front of the lover's wall, and tie a sympathetic knot in order to stay together forever.

Amidst the traffic, there was a market crowded with people. The smell of meat and oil wafted from far away. Pedestrians kept stopping and watching. A scholar asked the people inside:

"Brother, what is going on here?"

"Where does this scent come from?"

Some who had already heard the news naturally came over with their hands in their hands and explained: "I heard that Zou Gong's disciples sell some roasted mutton and sour plum soup here, some ladies have tasted it just now, and they all say it tastes very good!"

"But it's hot today. Wouldn't it be hotter to eat roasted mutton?" Some scholars who joined in the fun and went to Wang'an to take the exam talked, the fans in their hands trembled, their faces were hesitant to leave, but their noses were covered. This smell refuses to leave.

The person who released the news earlier smiled and waved his hand: "Your Majesty, I don't know, this roasted meat is not like a restaurant, it is skewered with bamboo slices, but only three or two mouthfuls, full of oily fragrance, rich in spices, mutton is only four cents a skewer , and those two strings of roasted mushrooms and roasted eggplant, even if you try something new, it’s great!"

There are not many people in Dali who can eat oil. Now it is a grand event for begging skills. Those who are willing to go to the streets are willing to spend a little money to try something new, especially those who have children. They can’t stay at home on weekdays. If you eat meat, come to this lantern festival now, you will not be stingy if you give out a few copper coins to let the children in the family eat their mouths full of fat.

"If that's the case, then I'll come and watch the excitement too." The scholar fanned his fan and joined the line-up to watch the excitement, and many people around who heard the words coming and going couldn't help but join in the excitement.

……

The carriage of Duke Lu's mansion passed by slowly.

There was a man in a well-dressed man walking beside the carriage. This young gentleman looked so handsome that many girls on the side of the road had already attracted the attention of many girls, but he didn't realize it. He made a stop gesture to the horse boy, walked to the window and said with a smile:

"Auntie, I see that there are some new gadgets for sale here. Auntie is waiting for me for a quarter of an hour. I'll go buy something for you and try something new."

"Chen'er doesn't have to worry so much..."

The people in the car raised the curtains and wanted to persuade them, but they could only see the smell of BMW outside, the man there had disappeared, and the people in the car had a long-lasting sadness on their brows, and then gently pulled the corners of their lips. Come on with a smile.

Before that, Nalang had passed through the crowd quickly, moving left and right, and reached the front in a short while.

Looking at it, Huang Xing was surprised to find that in front of the small stall that caused such a stir at the Qiqiao Lantern Festival, the person standing in front of him was actually a young man with a fair appearance and delicate features, standing behind the short tripod. , There were beads of sweat emerging from the tip of his nose.

Even if there were a few older men standing behind, it would be difficult for Huang Xing to forget his surprise when he saw him for the first time.

Getting closer to the excitement, Huang Xing just realized that there was a long queue in front of him. He couldn't use the crowded set anymore, so he touched the copper plate hanging on his waist, and he had a plan - —

Soon.

Huang Xing stood at the front of the line.

Le Ning saw the person who jumped in line, took time out of her busy schedule to look at the person, just casually glanced at the clothes on his body, and knew that the person was extraordinary, she looked at the people who were cut in the line behind, and found that there were not only a few spots on their faces. The anger was gone, but with a smile on the contrary, he stopped thinking of persuading the princes and nobles to line up, and only opened his mouth to ask:

"What does Mr. Xiao Lang want?"

"Ten strings one by one." Huang Xing opened his mouth and reported.

Le Ning was not surprised at all. In fact, even though they had prepared enough food for the lantern festival, she could foresee that most of the people behind might not be able to get a taste of it at all.

Huang Xing saw this kid's familiar movements. There were mutton, mushrooms, and eggplants strewn on the bamboo slices. The other party quickly brushed the oil, and soon released strings of scents. Finally, he couldn't help but be speechless: "What are you doing?" What kind of loss-making business did you use so much oil?"

Le Ning smiled at him, and said slowly: "My master has a unique method."

Oh, the family runs an oil shop, Huang Xing thought.

He looked around and saw the dark water in a bamboo cup not far from the bronze tripod, he couldn't help asking: "What is that?"

"Sour plum juice, five cents a tube."

Huang Xing was not short of money, so he said, "Bring it and let me have a taste."

Maybe it was because he had stood in front of this tripod for too long, he was indeed a little hot, and he was ready to feel a little sour when he heard the name, but when the bamboo tube was brought to his lips, his nose smelled a sweet fragrance first.

Huang Chen paused, put the sour plum juice to his lips, the soft sweetness in his mouth instantly conquered him, the heat all over his body subsided unconsciously, he tasted it carefully, the sweetness was slightly sour, But it didn't have the astringent taste of plums, but instead had a faint sweetness. His tongue could only taste the faint smell of tangerine peel in it for a while.

"Take it well, Mr. Lang. Ten skewers of mutton, ten skewers of mushrooms, and ten skewers of eggplant and melon. If you like it, you can visit Zougong Restaurant in Jurenfang some other day. There are more new products to try."

"A total of 85 essays." Le Ning said with a smile.

Huang Chen was stunned for a moment, the tip of his nose had been captured by the skewers with five-spice powder and cumin, and the enthusiasm in his body had receded, so he immediately responded in a good mood: "I will definitely go someday, only this sour plum juice You need to give me another one."

Le Ning followed suit one by one. Not long after, Huang Xing held thirty skewers in one hand and sour plum juice in a bamboo tube in the other. He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly felt something hooked around his waist.

When he lowered his head, he saw a gray-white ball biting his purse. Seeing him turn around, he let go and squatted back. His round eyes looked at him faintly, and then he uttered: "Meow~"

Translated into human language is two words:

give money.

The author has something to say: Your Highness: I can be cute and collect money, am I awesome?