The Song Dynasty has been deliberate for 16 years, only to know that it is the Water Margin

Chapter 303
Zhao Tang asked someone to prepare a carriage, called Zhou Chu and Wu Xiaodao to drive the carriage, and took Zhao Fujin and Zhao Fen out of the palace gate.

The place he lives in is quite quiet, but when he goes up to Qianli Street, he will see it is bustling. Common people's houses don't have a stage to watch, and they don't have all kinds of eating, drinking and having fun.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in the Song Dynasty has the meaning of a carnival all night. Most of them are children from the village, playing all night, and the night market is full of joy.

The adults admire the moon, worship the moon, pray and drink, go shopping and play, and the young also play all night long until dawn.

At this time, the night market is naturally open all night, especially on the banks of several inland rivers, where goods are laid, there are many auctions, the lights are brilliant, and there are endless tourists, even at night.

Zhao Tong and his party first arrived at the Bian River in a carriage, and now they were spreading along the Zhou Bridge to both sides. There were all kinds of small stalls, among which they ate the most fruits, most of which were in season, filled with fresh fragrance, and also made seasonal moon soup. Yes, longan, lotus seeds, and lotus root powder are used to make soup together, and many people rush to buy it.

Farther away is the krathong stall, and the lantern viewing on the Mid-Autumn Festival is to watch the krathong.

There are all kinds of lanterns made by skilled craftsmen, and each lantern is very delicate and beautiful when taken out alone.

At this moment, the Bian River has been brightly decorated by thousands of lanterns. The scene is shocking, like a river of lights glowing with light, but this is just the beginning. As the night goes on, this lantern will become a river of flowers. It is like a fairyland, with such a prosperous and beautiful scenery, few people are willing to sleep.

In addition to these, there are folk dance teams and entertainers juggling beside the night market, which further enhances the atmosphere of the night market.

Zhao Tun took Zhao Fujin and Zhao Fen along the Bianhe River all the way, and saw that the two got a few small lanterns by guessing lantern riddles, and then hurriedly put them on. The small lanterns could still be seen at first, and then slowly merged into the sea of ​​lights, and they were never seen again. , the two couldn't help but look disappointed.

Zhao Tong laughed beside him and said, "When all the rivers flow into the sea from the east, when will they return to the west? The lamps of my own house will flow into the sea of ​​lights, but they will never come back."

Zhao Fu was a little frustrated, and said, "Second Brother, isn't that a pity? I've seen a lot of lamps are made of lambskin, so they're worth a lot."

Zhao Fujin also said: "I don't know how many lights I have to put out in one night. Although it looks good, it's a waste."

Zhao Tang looked at her small face like a flower and a jade, showing a touch of sadness, he couldn't help shaking his head and said: "You two think too much, it's just paper, how can the little parchment lamp be wasted."

Zhao Fen said: "Isn't it a waste if they all go into the river?"

Zhao Fujin said: "Second Brother, what do you mean..."

Zhao Tang stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance: "At the lower reaches of the Bian River, there are a lot of people waiting to fish for the river lanterns. There are hookers who specialize in picking up lambskins. It may be that there are still people from the Lantern Workshop inside. You can wait until next year." Keep selling."

Zhao Fu was stunned and said: "It turns out that there is such a saying. Wouldn't it be cheaper for these people, it is our lamp, but it fell into their hands, and the lamp workshop is also treacherous."

Zhao Tong smiled: "In your hands, it is naturally yours. If you let go and can't hold it anymore, then it's hard to say whether it's still yours."

Zhao Fu was angry and felt that this matter was unfair and unreasonable, but at the moment there was nothing he could do, and he couldn't help but feel a little bad again.

However, Zhao Fujin showed a thoughtful expression on his face, and looked into the distance in a daze.

At this time, a painting boat sailed upstream from the Bian River, crushing and overturning many river lanterns.

Colorful lanterns were hung around the painting boat, illuminating the top of it brightly, and silk and bamboo music came from inside, and as it got closer, there was also the sound of reciting poems and lyrics.

The tourists on the shore saw that the painting boat broke the river lamp, and they couldn't help shouting. Some of them were very annoyed, so they grabbed stones and beat them into the river, but the painting boat was close, but they couldn't hit it on the shore.

At this time, a young man in brocade clothes came out of the boat, looked at the angry tourists on the shore, he couldn't help showing a teasing smile, and then he sang Su Dongpo's water melody, "When will the moon be there?" helpless.

At this moment, the curtain of the painting boat was lifted, and a beautiful woman with a high bun came out from inside.

The woman was like a willow, she came up to the young master and whispered a few words, the young master laughed loudly, then raised her hand at the tourists on the shore, turned and went back to the painting boat.

The woman stood beside the painting boat, looking at the water lanterns in the river, she seemed to be a little bit sorry, she shook her head slightly, and returned to the boat after a while.

Zhou Chu leaned over and said, "My lord, that woman is Pan Lou's grandson Sansi."

Zhao Tong nodded when he heard the words, the most famous courtesans in Tokyo were not from brothels, but from Zhengdian, Li Shishi, Zhao Yuannu, Sun Sansi, Xu Poxi, Feng Yinu, Wang Jingzhi and so on.

These oirans from official stores are different from those in brothels, they don't give in easily, sometimes even if they have too much money, it depends on whether the other party is attractive, if not, they can at most sing songs and accompany them to drink.

But the more this happened, the higher the social status, the higher the level of the courtesans in ordinary brothels, and even Li Shishi, who is proficient in music and music, is called Master Li.

Zhao Tong said: "You know a lot."

Zhou Chu sneered and said: "Master, I know that my wife passed away early, and there is no reunion, so I just walk around on weekdays, and it's not enough to feast my eyes."

Zhao Tun let out a "hmm", this is the habit of military households in the Imperial Army, without the status of a military position, most of them are Beijing ruffians.

Zhao Fujin wondered beside him: "Second brother, isn't Panlou a restaurant? This woman is..."

Zhao Tun watched the boat sail away slowly, and said, "Oiran."

"Oiran?" Zhao Fujin was stunned. Although he knew what the oiran meant, he obviously grew up in Miyagi and didn't know that those main stores also had this kind of business.

Zhao Tong said: "There are 72 main stores in Kaifeng Mansion, the top ten are all Kabuki, singing with wine, and they also have a business like Qinlou Chuguan. Sun Sansi of Panlou should be hired today. Swimming on the river, that’s why it’s inside the painting boat.”

Zhao Fujin blushed immediately and said, "Second Brother, what are you doing talking to me about this!"

Zhao Tang thought to himself, didn't you ask this, why blame me again?
Zhao Fen said, "Second brother, have you been to those places?"

Zhao Tun pondered for a while, looking at Zhao Fen's face full of thirst for knowledge, a gentleman is sincere, it is not good to lie to children, he said flatly: "I have never been there."

Zhao Fu suddenly felt bored: "I heard from Brother Jiu that he most wanted to go to Fanlou, Panlou and other places to have a big meal, and then go to those brothels to write poems and lyrics, and let the young lady sing, but I didn't expect that the second brother didn't go Pass."

Zhao Tong said: "He eats and drinks the truth, and his poems are just a cover-up, do you believe it?"

"I just said that he doesn't want to write poetry!" Zhao Fu was annoyed, but suddenly his eyes lit up: "Second brother, didn't you say you want to go to a poetry fair, you should go now."

(End of this chapter)