Time can't stand the sway, and in a blink of an eye, it is the twenty-third of the winter moon.

This day is also an extremely important festival of the year, the Stove King Festival.

The people in the county town are busy early in the morning, and almost every household has a "stove king" shrine in the stove. Legend has it that he was the Jade Emperor's title of the "Nine Heavens East Kitchen Commander Stove Wangfujun", who was responsible for managing the stoves of each family and was worshipped as the protector of the family. Most of the shrines of the stove king are located in the north or east of the stove room, and the statue of the stove king is offered in the middle. Those who did not have a shrine in the stove king put the statue directly on the wall.

On the day of the Stove King Festival, the streets and alleys in Chenliu County are very lively.

Tightly wrapped women go out into the streets to buy millet and cane sugar, which they put in bamboo baskets they carry in their right hands, while children chase and run through the streets, and the sound of laughter fills the air, adding a lot of warmth to this bitter winter.

On the street, two figures, one tall and one short, walked on foot.

The tall man, with a tiger-eyed appearance, a handsome face that is not angry and self-assured, and a straight and majestic body, gives people a sense of déjà vu of a big man traveling.

Because of his height, even if he is thrown in the crowd, he still belongs to the existence of the crowd.

On the other hand, the short young man beside him was not so much short as the man next to him was too tall, so he set off his seven-foot body, which was a little 'shorter'.

Looking at its appearance, it is even more astonishing.

This person actually gave birth to a white fox face that is unique in Zhang Wanzhong, a stone blue intertwined thick silk robe, a chestnut horn stripe tied up the long flowing hair, a wine gourd pinned to his waist, and he swayed slightly when he walked.

Especially the occasional raised corners of the mouth, it is even more seductive, making people unconsciously think of that poem.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and there is no match in the world.

Many young women on the street are frequently sideways, secretly sending autumn waves. If it weren't for the fear of the fierce god next to him who was too tall, I am afraid that he would have pounced on it like a hungry tiger.

If he knew what these women were thinking, Lu Bu would probably have a series of question marks in his mind, how could he become a vicious villain?

It has been two or three months since he became the owner of Chenliu, and because of many matters on weekdays, Lu Bu has not been able to walk around the city so far.

I had to be free today, so I went out for a walk, and I only took Guo Jia with me.

As for security, Lu Bu didn't have the slightest worry at all. Aside from his personal force, the city was full of his soldiers and horses, and it only took a greeting and a few blinks of an eye to rush to him.

The people on the street were busy, Lu Bu took it in his eyes, and threw out the topic: "Can Fengxiao know the origin of the sacrificial stove?" ”

When Guo Jia heard this, he glanced sideways at Lu Bu, "Da Sima, is this going to test me?" ”

"What, could it be that Master Guo is unwilling to teach?"

Lu Bu said with a smile, and there was a lot of ridicule in his words.

Guo Jia retracted his gaze with a complicated expression, he always felt that Lu Bu seemed to be weird today, and as for what the specific problem was, he couldn't say for a while.

"The Stove King Festival has a long history, as early as the Xia Shang period, there was a custom of sacrificing to the Stove King. In the Spring and Autumn Period, in the "Analects" that recorded the words and deeds of Confucius, there was the discourse of "Rather flattering and flattering". In the pre-Qin period, the sacrificial stove was one of the "five rituals", and the five rituals were the five gods of the sacrificial stove, the door, the line, the household, and the thunder. ”

Guo Jia talked eloquently, this little problem couldn't stop him at all. Don't look at his usual habits of debauchery, but he has a lot of private goods in his stomach.

The abdomen hides the scriptures and the hidden armor soldiers in the chest.

That's the exact phrase of the joke.

Lu Bu nodded with satisfaction, and then asked, "Then what are the things these women bought for what they are used for?" ”

"These things are all used to make 'sacrificial sugar'. Fortunately, the sacrificial stove was offered at night, which means that the mouth of the king of the stove was pasted, so as not to report indiscriminately after going to heaven. The sacrificial stove candy used for the sacrificial stove is generally mixed with the fried jade cocoon and held into a ball, and distributed to the children or adults at home to eat. ”

Guo Jia said casually, and seeing that Lu Bu wanted to ask again, he simply poured out everything he knew.

In addition, the people will also put water, beans and straw, and then burn the old image of the king of the stove, which is called the stove; On Chinese New Year's Eve, I bought a portrait of the king of the new stove for offering, which is called welcoming the stove.

The time of the sacrificial stove varies from place to place, generally there are twenty-three in the north and twenty-four in the south. There is also a saying among the folk that 'the official three, the people four, and the water family five', that is, the official eunuchs worship the god of the stove on the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and the ordinary people usually worship the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, while the fishermen worship the god of the stove on the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month.

Generally, people who are officials, businessmen or students outside will rush home for reunion before the festival day and eat home-made sacrifice stove sweets to pray for the blessing of the stove god and the safety of the whole family in the coming year.

Traditionally, the day of the stove is also a prelude to the arrival of the New Year. ”

Lu Bu opened his mouth and found that all the content he wanted to ask was answered by Guo Jia.

So, he had to change the topic again: "Filial piety, do you believe in the gods?" ”

Guo Jia was stunned for a moment, and in a short moment, countless memories flowed through his mind.

Then, he shook his head, a little self-deprecating and lonely: "A long time ago, I didn't believe it. ”

He and the joke are the same.

At noon, Lu Bu took Guo Jia into a wine shop on the street.

The two sat down, and their own servants came up to greet them.

"A jug of wine."

"A bowl of noodles."

The two spoke in unison.

Before long, the wine and noodles were served.

Guo Jia couldn't wait to take a sip first, for him, he could not eat food, but he could not eat a meal.

After pouring two mouthfuls in a row, Guo Jia glanced at Lu Bu, who had just moved his chopsticks on the opposite side, and asked with a smile: "The big war is imminent, Da Sima didn't think about how to deal with Cao Cao and the others, but instead pulled me out to hang out, did he think that he had won the battle?" ”

Lu Bu picked up a chopstick noodle cake and chewed it carefully, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly.

It's not as delicious as Wei Niang's cooking.

"Fengxiao, I often have a dream."

Lu Bu chewed the bread and answered the question.

There was a hint of solemnity on his face when he lowered his head.

"If you interpret dreams, then you're looking for the wrong person." Guo Jia snorted and continued to drink.

Lu Bu didn't seem to hear it, and continued to say to himself: "In my dream, because of you, I died. So every time I see you, I can't forget it. ”

Lu Bu paused, and added: "What's more, every time you talk to me, your tone is not so good. ”

"So, you're going to kill me now?" Guo Jia narrowed his eyes and said with a smile on his face, without the slightest fear.

Lu Bu didn't speak again until he finished the soup cake in the bowl.

Then, he took the wine jar, filled himself with a bowl, and then held it in the air and saluted the white fox youth in front of him: "Dry this bowl of wine, smile and enmity." ”

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