Zhen Qian walked through several neighborhoods with Fujiwara Shuxiong, at this time it was almost dusk, the street was still full of people, and the Han people accounted for the majority of the crowd, but when you raised your eyes, you could still see many strangely dressed foreigners, mostly Japanese and Silla people, and there were also many big cannibals, people from the Western Regions, and ...... Fanren.

It is the Shangyuan Festival, the lanterns have not yet bloomed, but the streets are not deserted at all, the city in ancient times is different from the later generations, there are no high-rise buildings of reinforced concrete, the layout of the city is unfolded in a plane, so although Yangzhou has a population of hundreds of thousands, but the whole area is not as large as the city of millions of people in later generations.

Although Yangzhou City does not have the grandeur and breadth of Chang'an, Jiangdu County also covers a huge area, and you can see exquisite houses everywhere, with white walls and black tiles, spires and thin eaves, which are a little more beautiful than the buildings in the north of the Wei, Jin and Southern Dynasties.

Under the leadership of Fujiwara Shuxiong, the group walked half a cup of tea, and several carriages slowly came to a government office from the crowd, Fujiwara Shuxiong pointed to this office and smiled: "This is the official post of Yangzhou, it is the place where the Tang delegation settled, it is extremely spacious here, Zhen Lang can live here with us, and leave Datang together when things are done?" ”

Zhen Qian was just about to speak, Fujiwara Shuxiong pulled Zhen Qian again, pointed to a building in the east, and smiled a little ambiguously: "Not far from the bridge in front, it is the most famous fireworks flourishing place in Yangzhou******. ”

As long as men talk about wine with each other, they will always shorten the distance between each other, as soon as Fujiwara Shuxiong said this, everyone laughed knowingly, Zhen Qian thanked Fujiwara Shuxiong: "Fujiwara-kun is also half of the landlord of Yangzhou City, but I also have an industry in Yangzhou City, and I am going to live there when I come to Yangzhou, why don't you visit another day?" ”

Zuixianlou has a branch in Yangzhou, and Fujiwara Shuxiong naturally knows that seeing that Zhen Qian is unwilling to live in the official post, although he has the intention to keep it, he also knows that this is not possible.

"Zhen Lang just came to Yangzhou, why don't you let me send you to the Drunken Immortal Tower first?"

Zhen Qian couldn't get rid of it, although the news of his coming to Yangzhou had spread to the Drunken Immortal Building, it was really not easy to find it in the vast sea of people on the Shangyuan Festival, so he nodded and said: "Then there is Lao Fujiwara-kun!" ”

When night falls, the night of Yangzhou is more prosperous and gorgeous, like a little star shining in the sky, the street is shuttled, and there are colorful and strange lanterns hanging at the door of every house, ushering in many people to stop and watch, it is very lively, and it is worthy of being the land of Tang smoke powder. Under the leadership of Fujiwara Shuxiong, Zhen Qian quickly came to the front of the Drunken Immortal Building, "Zhen Lang, don't leave it today, and come to find Zhen Lang to travel with you tomorrow?" ”

"Good! Fujiwara-kun has also been separated from the others for a long time, so I won't leave you again today, so go back quickly! ”

Looking at the back of Fujiwara Shuxiong in the distance, Zhen Qian looked up at the plaque on the restaurant, and the three big characters of "Drunken Immortal Building" were shining brightly, showing the high-end and luxury of the restaurant.

Raising his legs and walking up the steps, he looked behind him intentionally or unintentionally, and Wang Tianxing beside him said in a low voice: "I've been following me, there are about six or seven people, and it seems that they are not ready to leave."

"Let the others be careful!"

A shopkeeper greeted him with a smile: "Has the guest officer had a meal, have you ever booked a seat?" ”

Wang Tianxing stepped forward and said: "Zhan and Zhan are here, just say that the people from Luquan County are here!" ”

The shopkeeper's face changed, he was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on his face became even worse, "It turns out that the relatives of the shopkeeper Zhan, please come inside, the shopkeeper Zhan has been waiting for a long time!" ”

Wang Tianxing did not deny or admit it, "Lead the way ahead!" ”

Zhan's shopkeeper's name is Zhan He, an old man in his fifties, with gray temples, who is lowering his head and fiddling with the abacus in his hand "crackling".

"Shopkeeper Zhan, someone from Luquan County is here!"

Hearing the voice, Zhan He raised his head and saw Zhen Qian, who had just walked into the Drunken Immortal Building, his eyes lit up and walked out from behind the counter quickly, bent down slightly and said, "Da Lang is here, the room is ready, please follow me!" ”

At the same time as Zhen Qian walked into the Drunken Immortal Building, several figures appeared at the door of the Drunken Immortal Building, looked inside the Drunken Immortal Building, turned around and blended into the crowd and disappeared.

Zhan He led Zhen Qian and his party to a house in the backyard of Zuixian Building, "Da Lang, the letter has been received early, the room is ready, what else needs to be notified to Lao Yu, the meal will arrive soon, tonight is the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, Da Lang must go to see it after eating, Lao Yu asked the dog to accompany Da Lang ......."

"No need, I'll take someone around the neighborhood after dinner, so I don't need to be accompanied!"

Zhan He knew Zhen Qian's character, so he quietly retreated without saying more, leaving only a dozen guards in the room, Wang Tianxing waved his hand lightly, and immediately a few people scattered in all directions, hidden in the darkness.

"Da Lang, we are being targeted to death, I'm afraid this trip to the Japanese Kingdom will be complicated?"

"Let's take one step at a time!"

Zhen Qian had a headache, because he was worried about startling the grass and snakes, and it was not easy to do anything to the person who was watching, and now it is not clear what the identity and purpose of the other party is, but it is not the same thing to hang like a kraft candy like this!

Soon Zhen Qian had dinner, changed into a set of regular clothes, and left the Drunken Immortal Building with a few of Wang Tianxing's guards.

When it was approaching, the street was already crowded with people watching the lanterns, and it didn't feel much when it just came out of the drunken fairy building, and when it arrived on the central street, it was immediately pushed and shoved by the flow of people, and it was impossible to move, so it could only go forward along the flow of people.

In the Tang Dynasty, the curfew system of the fang market was implemented, and at night, when the drums sounded, the gate of the entire fang market would be slowly closed, prohibiting the people from walking around the streets at night.

However, three days before and after the Shangyuan Festival, the curfew system was abolished to facilitate the people to enjoy the lanterns, which was called "night". In this rare three nights, from the princes and nobles, to the peddlers and pawns, everyone went out to enjoy the lanterns. As a result, the city is jammed with traffic, crowds, and lively.

If it is in the capital, every Shangyuan Festival, even the emperor can't resist the celebratory atmosphere of the Shangyuan Festival, and some emperors will travel in small clothes to visit the ministers' mansions. In the Kaiyuan and Tianbao years, Li Longji spared no expense to build new patterns, new patterns, and various new lantern designs such as lantern wheels, lantern trees, and lantern towers. The Tang Dynasty poet Su Wei has a poem "The Fifteenth Night of the First Lunar Month", which is known as the swan song of the Lantern Festival poem: "The fire trees and silver flowers are closed, and the iron lock of the star bridge is opened." The dark dust goes with the horse, and the bright moon comes one by one. The rangers are all plums, and the songs are all plums. Jin Wu can't help but be at night, and the jade leaks are not urging".

(End of chapter)