The little girl of the Jiang family who is loved by the group will learn the fairy method

Chapter 235 Flower Festival

While asking Wuming to take the two of them to the original fishing place, he also took the fish.It also saves the villagers from spending money to buy meat.

There were originally four or five big fat fish in the tank, but when the rods were closed, another one was hooked on each of the remaining rods.

There are three other poles missing. Judging from the traces, it should be that they were not inserted firmly, and the fish were dragged into the water.

The villagers who went to get the fish praised them for their good skills, and the fish they caught were all this big.Wuming took the small jar containing earthworms, but smiled and said nothing.

The village where the old man lives is called "Yujiazhuang".Most people in Zhuangzi are surnamed Yu.

Old man Yu's family has a large yard with [-] acres of land. The family is prosperous and their descendants are filial. They live a very good life and can be regarded as a wealthy family in the village.

His family's son and daughter-in-law are all honest peasants, and they have never even met the county magistrate.

Unexpectedly, his father just went to sacrifice to a river god, and actually invited the "true god" of Daxia to his home.

For a moment, I was so nervous that I didn't know where to put my hands and feet.

Fortunately, neither Jing Yan nor Jiang Yuqing had any airs, and they were very casual when talking to them.This eased their tension a little.

I heard that they hadn't eaten yet because they were dealing with Ma Banxian's affairs, so they hurried down to cook.

For ordinary farmers, meat and eggs can be regarded as precious things.

The village chief and the villagers were afraid that Old Man Yu's family would not be able to produce any good things to neglect His Majesty, so they ran back one after another and brought all the good things from the bottom of the box at home.

What pickled fish, cured duck, bacon, eggs and duck eggs, etc., piled up on the table.

After Wuming saw it, he told the villagers that neither Your Majesty nor Your Majesty are extravagant people, just fry two home-cooked dishes and eat as much as you can.Let everyone take the rest back.

Everyone saw that the guards around His Majesty had said so, so they had no choice but to take the things back.

In the end, there were five dishes on the table.

A scrambled egg with green onions, a braised fish nugget, a fried bacon with dried beans, a chicken nugget, and a tofu soup.

Plus a basket of big white steamed buns just out of the pan.The most rare thing is that there is even a small bowl of custard, presumably specially made for Yiyi.

The farmer's family is honest, all the big bowls are used for hospitality, and the portions are full.Jing Yan invited old man Yu and the village chief of Yujiazhuang to sit at a table with them.

Old man Yu said that there is nothing delicious at home, so let them not be offended.Jing Yan said that these things are already very good. If every common people have such living conditions in their families, that would be his greatest achievement as an emperor.

Here, he has no airs.Chat with the villagers while eating.

They asked them how many fields they had, what crops they planted, and what animals they raised, and they also asked the government about the following decrees, taxes, etc.

Seeing that His Majesty the Emperor is so approachable, the villagers let go of their temper, and Jing Yan said whatever he asked.

He even took the initiative to talk to Jing Yan about some farming matters. It's rare that His Majesty knows so much about farming.

Jing Yan smiled and talked about interesting things in the palace: "There is also a lot of grain planted on the Zhuangzi of Huangzhuang.

There are very few flowers and plants in the imperial garden in the palace, and they were all planed by the Supreme Emperor and the Supreme Empress, and used for farming. "

Everyone immediately became interested and asked him: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, what did the Supreme Emperor and the Supreme Empress plant?"

"A lot. Potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, watermelons, peppers and eggplants.

Nowadays, vegetables are rarely purchased in the palace.If you can't finish eating, the Supreme Emperor will give it to the ministers. "

Everyone immediately laughed, and Old Man Yu said, "It sounds similar to the common people in our village!"

Jing Yan said: "It's almost the same, they are all farming."

"Hahahaha." The words immediately shortened the distance.

Everyone suddenly felt that the current family is really good, knowing the sufferings of the people.With such an emperor in Daxia, the future will definitely get better and better.Blessed are their common people.

Jiang Yuqing also opened a table here, and invited the female family members of the Yu family to have dinner together.She praised Yu's sister-in-law's craftsmanship and delicious food.

The eldest sister-in-law of the Yu family was overjoyed, and said: "Your Majesty still has vision.

Those stinky men in the family think that my cooking is not delicious. From now on, I will see who dares to dislike it! "So everyone at the table laughed.

Because the porcelain bowl containing the custard was too hot, she took Yiyi's special small bowl and mixed rice for him to eat by himself.

The women of Yu's family were very surprised to see that Yiyi was eating so well.

Especially the third daughter-in-law of the Yu family, her youngest son is about the same age as His Highness's, and he is still breastfeeding.

They all knew that the empress was a well-known little genius doctor all over the world.

Yu asked Jiang Yuqing how to raise children one after another.Jiang Yuqing was not stingy, and shared with everyone the experience he found useful.

The women of the Yu family immediately felt that they had benefited a lot.

After eating and resting for a while, it was time to leave.

Jing Yan told the villagers that when the county government finishes confiscating Wei's and Ma Banxian's homes, all the silver they got will be returned to everyone.

The villagers kept sending them a long way, and finally knelt down to say goodbye.

Since then, there have been legends about the emperor and empress in this area.

After returning to the inn, Jing Yan wrote another letter to Jingzhong.

"There is a sorceress in Zhu County, Qizhou, who foolishly people sacrifices young children to the river god.

The whole country is ordered to investigate such incidents, and anyone who sacrifices a living person will be executed without mercy! "

On the morning of the third day, the ferry finally arrived.The party crossed the river smoothly and arrived at Jinghe County, Wuzhou Prefecture.

Although it is only separated by a river, Jinghe County is much richer than Zhu County in Qizhou Prefecture.

This can be seen from the houses on both sides of the official road, and it is very obvious.

It was already evening when everyone entered Jinghe County, so they found the largest inn to stay.

When I went downstairs to eat, I heard a lot of people saying that I have to get up early tomorrow to get a seat or something.

After inquiring about it, Canghai found out that tomorrow is the third day of March, the annual Flower Festival in Wudi.

When Jiang Yuqing heard this, he immediately decided to stay and join in the fun.

So I specially called a mistress to come over and inquired with him about the customs of the local Flower Festival.

We know that not only can you buy all kinds of flowers on the street tomorrow, but also there will be a "Flower God" parading on a float.

And girls and boys can also borrow flowers to express their love.

In order to join in the fun, Jiang Yuqing got up early in the morning. After breakfast, she couldn't wait to hug her son and drag her husband and master out.

At this time, the street is full of tourists, and it is very lively.Flower stalls of various colors can be seen everywhere, and the flowers sold on the stalls are fragrant and colorful.

Jing Yan bought a bunch of fresh flower bracelets from a small stall and put them on Jiang Yuqing's wrists, which complemented Xiaojing's disguised green bracelets exceptionally well.

Next to them was a young couple.

The wife also bought a bouquet of dewy pink flowers similar to lilies of the valley.

Picking off two of the flowers, she carefully pinned them to her temples, and then asked her husband shyly, "Does it look good?"

The husband smiled and said it was beautiful, while arranging the flowers for his wife to make the hairpin more stable.

Jiang Yuqing suddenly remembered a little poem "On the flower basket, I bought a branch that is ready to bloom in spring. I am afraid that Lang will guess that slave noodles are not as good as flower noodles, and the hairpins on the temples are oblique. I have to teach Lang to compare them."

Everyone walked forward, watching the flowers and the scenery.Because Jing Shengsheng was so good, many young girls gave him glances along the way, and some even boldly stepped forward to give him flowers.

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, Jiang Yu thought it was fun, but later on he was in a bad mood.

Jing Yan keenly sensed her emotional changes, took the initiative to take his son and hugged her in his arms, and held her with the other hand, so finally the world was at peace.

Jiang Yuqing held his head high, raised his eyebrows, and felt refreshed.

Jing Yan couldn't help smiling, it's really rare to see a nervous wife showing her little daughter's side.

At the beginning of the hour, the float parade came out from the east side of the street.

The beautiful and moving "Flower God" on the float, holding a flower basket, sprinkles flowers on both sides non-stop, in order to pray for good weather and a good harvest this year.

Whenever there are flowers scattered, it will always attract tourists to loot them.Jiang Yuqing also took two flowers, one red and one blue.

The red one, she inserted it directly into the little pull on her son's head, very wicked.

The little guy's current aesthetics have yet to be developed, and he actually thinks that the bright red flower on the top of his head is extraordinarily majestic and beautiful.

The blue one, she wanted to put it on Jingyan's head, but this guy refused to do it.In order to avoid waste, she put the hairpin on her head.

Everyone played in the street all morning, enjoyed the flowers and ate a lot of snacks made of flowers, such as flower cakes and flower buns.

Near noon, everyone inquired and found a restaurant with a good reputation, which is next to the inland river to eat seafood.

Today is the holiday, the restaurant is full.Boxes were fully booked a few days in advance.

The group had to sit in the lobby on the second floor.

On the high platform in the middle of the lobby, there is a storyteller.He was cadenced and frothy, talking about the story of the Great Xia army defeating the Xiongnu.

A group of people sat down by the window and ordered their favorite dishes.While listening to people's stories with relish, I am hearing the wonderful things.

Suddenly a rather ear-piercing voice rang out: "Who is so patient to listen to these beatings and killings.

Give Xiaoye a section of Jin*mei.It's more evocative, more ecstasy, well said, the young master has plenty of rewards. "

Everyone frowned.There are also female family members like Jiang Yuqing in this hall, and they all blushed for a while.

Everyone followed the prestige, and found that the person who spoke rudely was actually a greasy young man.

She was dressed like a dog, but it was a pity that she was full of yellow garbage.

The storyteller also stopped, a bit embarrassed: "My lord, if you want to listen to dirty jokes, you'd better go to a special place. I'm afraid this is not the place."

"Bullshit! Why is it not a place? I have plenty of money, so just say it, I don't think anyone would have any objections?"

The storyteller was not moved, and said directly: "Forgive me for my lack of talent and learning, and I don't know how to speak!"

The pink-faced man was furious: "You're playing tricks on me! Don't tell me, don't tell me that the young master wants you to look good!"

Mr. Storyteller still said: "No!"

The powder-masked man immediately beckoned to his companions: "Go, hold him down, take off his clothes and pants and throw him into the river below."

The dog leg responded, and was about to go forward to catch the storyteller.

Jing Yan winked at Cang Hai, and Cang Hai Miaodao grabbed the peanuts on the plate and threw them out, and the dog legs screamed in an instant and fell into a ball.

The pink-faced man was startled: "Who, have the guts to stand up!"

Cang Hai got up, turned the unsheathed long sword a few times in his hand, and said after grinding his teeth, "Me! What, do you have an opinion?"

The pink-faced man glanced at Jiang Yuqing and his party, knowing that this group of people were not easy to mess with, he retreated with a sense of practicality, he was so cowardly.

This disappointed Jiang Yuqing, who originally planned to watch a good show and have some fun by the way.

It was the storyteller who calmly got off the stage, walked up to them, and gave them a big gift: "Thank you for your help!"

Jing Yan glanced at him, and said with a half-smile, "Sir, you have good eyesight!"