MTL - Chang’an Small Restaurant-Chapter 45 Yuanri Temple Tour

When Shen Shaoguang woke up the next day, the sky was bright outside, and when he turned his head, the temples on both sides hurt a little, which shows that he really drank too much last night. Glancing at A Yuan who was still snoring on the bed over there, Shen Shaoguang quietly got up and went outside to wash himself.

As soon as I opened the door of the main room, I saw a kettle with a pot cover at the door. Has Princess Yu got up?

Shen Shaoguang brought in the hot water with a smile, washed his face with water, brushed his teeth, rubbed facial grease, then painted his eyebrows, put on red lips, and applied appliques. .

The makeup at this time is a test of a woman's imagination, all kinds of bizarre fashions, even Shen Shaoguang, who has seen the dance of demons in later generations, often has a moment of stunned.

For example, Lian Juanmei, which was popular a while ago—two eyebrows were drawn almost together, another example was the cry eyebrows two years ago, the thin eyebrows were drooping, and they all looked like they were about to cry , but also in line with the atmosphere of the emperor's new mourning, as well as funny moth-wing eyebrows, punk black lip makeup... There is no makeup that the young lady of this dynasty can't think of or dare not wear.

When you were in the palace, Shen Shaoguang had to follow the crowd. Didn't you see Madam Guo Guo's **** makeup once even the poets came up with it? Being different is impossible, and being in the same dust as the light is the kingly way.

Out of the palace and away from the palace fashion circle, Shen Shaoguang's face returned to the category of a normal person.

Shen Shaoguang looked at himself, the eyebrows were good, just brush it lightly; the lip color was a little light, but I needed to focus; Painting a plum blossom that fits the scene, and then echoing the big red pomegranate dress, it is quite festive, like a bride...

On the morning of the first day of the new year, the single dog was looking for it for himself.

Shen Shaoguang pursed his lips, pulled himself a double-ring high bun, put on the hairpin, cleaned up and down, looked at the shadowy beauty in the bronze mirror, and regained some confidence, single dog What's wrong, even if I'm single, I'm the most beautiful one.

"Wang—"

When she looked up, she saw A Yuan with a stunned face.

"Come, come, wash your face, I'll pack it up for you."

I heard that the little lady was going to put makeup on herself, A Yuan Sleeping God ran away, "No! No!"

Shen Shaoguang grinned.

Although Ah Yuan had a high force value, she couldn't fight hard with her little lady, so she was held in front of the bronze mirror by Shen Shaoguang.

"Look up - close your eyes - sip - sip again..."

The face is like a commemorative pottery doll bought from a visit to the Shaanxi Province Expo one year. This is the girl who was born and raised in the Tang Dynasty.

Shen Shaoguang held up the bronze mirror for Ah Yuan to see, "Does it look good? Does it look good?"

A Yuan pursed her lips unnaturally and muttered, "It looks good, but how will you eat in a while?"

Hahaha...Shen Shaoguang lay on Ah Yuan's broad shoulders and laughed.

A-Yuan picked up the mirror herself, looked left and right, pursed her lips and smiled.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk", Yu San knocked on the door a few times, opened the curtain and entered, looked at the richly colored master and servant, and said without expression: "Eat the morning food."

A Yuan laughed and jumped up, "Let's go, eat!"

Yu San looked at A Yuan and frowned: "Aren't you afraid of rubbing against the cake?"

A Yuan: "…"

A Chang took a bamboo and asked Shen Shaoguang when to set off firecrackers. When he saw Ah Yuan who was the first to walk out of the house, he praised: "It's beautiful! It's beautiful!"

A round had a smile on her face.

"But I'm afraid it will get on the bowl after eating..."

In the room, Shen Shaoguang almost laughed until his stomach hurts. Isn't this the legend that the family does not enter the house?

Yu San glanced at Shen Shaoguang, like a parent looking at a bad child who kidnapped their own child. If you can cut the emoji, the matching word must be: "Don't play with her in the future!"

Yu San didn't bother to watch the little lady go crazy, so he pulled up the curtain and went out.

Shen Shaoguang smiled and went to the cabinet and took out a few purses, which contained the silver coins that were obtained from the Lin family that day, and a bag of copper coins. Buy small bits and pieces.

A Yuanyu and the others have their own monthly money, but Shen Shaoguang has a lot of money, so they let them keep the monthly money, and usually go away from him when they spend all their money.

Seeing Shen Shaoguang come out, Achang lit the fire, beep beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, and beep.

Yu San took a pole and hung the banner of Shen Shaoguang's thick needle and large thread in the yard. The four of them looked at the black bamboo that was almost burned, and then looked at the banner shivering in the little north wind , satisfied to go to the restaurant in front to eat.

Before eating, Shen Shaoguang first sent the New Year money, and while sending out the auspicious words of "pressing the long life, the New Year is auspicious" and "the New Year is blessed, everything goes well".

At this time, there was no custom of giving out New Year's money, A Yuan blinked her makeup eyes, and when she saw the little silver coin, she sighed - this silver is so beautiful! Like a peony flower.

A Chang also echoed "It's beautiful".

Yu San glanced at the inch-long little silver fish, I don't know what he remembered, and he looked a little melancholy.

Because I ate a lot of fish and meat yesterday, and I drank and hangover, my meal this morning was very light.

Crispy and fragrant, it's a bit like a screwdriver in old Beijing. The side dishes are pork skin soy jelly pickles and radish pickles with sesame sesame oil.

On the morning of New Year's Day, Shen Shaoguang felt very happy eating porridge and pickles.

Then I thought of Lin Shaoyin, who was keen on happiness surveys. If he came to ask at this moment, he would have sincerely told him that it was good, really good.

Of course, that person will not come to do the happiness survey today, it will be a big meeting, that is an annual toss, and there was an old prime minister who couldn't hold back and fainted precedent.

Shen Shaoguang was very busy. The first day of the first day is the day of New Year's greetings within the family, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to disturb each other. The neighbors, just wait for the third day of the fourth day to take a seat. As for Guangming Nunnery, there is a dharma meeting in the temple today, and Master Yuanjue has no time to spare, so let's go again tomorrow.

Thinking of the Fa conference, Shen Shaoguang thought about taking A Yuan and the others to Qinglong Temple to play. how?

Shen Shaoguang first put incense for his parents and brothers in this world, changed offerings, and melted the paper, and then took A Yuan and the others out.

Chongxianfang is in the west and Qinglong Temple is in the east, but it is horizontal, and the straight line distance is not very far.

Qinglong Temple is a famous big temple, it is really lively, but it can't keep up with the grand occasion of the crowds of people in the future. What surprised Shen Shaoguang was that in the first year of the first year of the first year, there were even snacks selling on the street in front of the temple gate. This is probably the prototype of future temple fairs, right?

Shen Shaoguang bought a basket of candied fruits, including candied plums, preserved apricots, candied dates, wax gourd sliver candies, candied and honey-stained, all kinds, bright colors, see Saliva appeared in his mouth - it can be seen that Wangmei's thirst quenching is not made up.

A Yuan hugged this basket of candied fruit and walked while eating, and Shen Shaoguang didn't often put one in his mouth. Yu San refused to eat, and Achang was too embarrassed to go grab food with the little ladies, so he had to endure it, but saw a hand stretched out in front of him—a handful of preserved apricots and winter melon candies.

A Chang raised his head and smiled at Shen Shaoguang.

"Miss Shen!"

Shen Shaoguang turned her head, it was Pang Erniang's maid who used to love to see people through nostrils.

"My little lady is over there!"

Shen Shaoguang followed her gaze and saw a little lady wearing a hat and a bunch of servants and servants standing not far from the temple gate.

Pang Erniang waved to Shen Shaoguang.

Shen Shaoguang took Ah Yuan and the others over. The two met face to face and Pang Erniang asked with a smile, "Are you also here to ask for the signature?"

Shen Shaoguang raised his eyebrows with a smile and asked, "How do you say this?"

"Only the first day of the first day of the year, Master Chen will release the lottery. If you miss it, you can only come back next year."

Shen Shaoguang smiled and asked, "Er Niang asked the master to solve the signing, or haven't you gone yet?"

"It has been solved." Pang Erniang said with a smile.

"It's a good sign to come." Shen Shaoguang joked.

Pang Erniang nodded with a smile, "Yes."

Good... Seeing the happy little girl, Shen Shaoguang felt a little happy.

Pang Erniang couldn't hold back her words, so she leaned towards Shen Shaoguang and said softly, "You know? Qin Wuniang is engaged."

Shen Shaoguang was a little surprised, with Lin Shaoyin or with someone else? Seeing how happy Pang Erniang was, she thought it was the latter, and that's why Pang Erniang ran out on the first day to ask for a lottery. After drawing a good lottery and receiving a few auspicious words from the old monk, the little lady became happier.

Shen Shaoguang speculated that it was inseparable.

Without waiting for Shen Shaoguang to answer, Pang Erniang whispered: "Last year's eldest grandson of Duke Xinyang, the third flower clerk, I heard that a newly appointed school clerk has been appointed."

, is a good match.

Seeing Shen Shaoguang nodding, Pang Erniang pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm really happy for Wu Niang."

This little girl is wrong...Shen Shaoguang laughed.

Pang Erniang was inconvenient to stay outside for a long time, and she had a little gossip with Shen Shaoguang, and agreed to meet again at Guangming Temple in a few days to worship the Buddha for a short stay, and then boarded the car and left.

I listened to the lace news of irrelevant people and others, and watched Pang Erniang go away. Shen Shaoguang took Ayuan and the others into the temple, went around, listened to the Zijing, and looked at the Buddhist pagoda , Shibi, can not be exempted from the custom to go to the side hall to ask for a lottery.

The drawing of lots is easy, but as Pang Erniang said, it is difficult to draw lots. Taking a look at the long dragon of lottery that was comparable to the Spring Festival in later generations, Shen Shaoguang returned the lottery to the monk who drew lots.

"Will the donor not seek solutions?"

"The left and right are fixed numbers. It doesn't matter whether you know it earlier or later."

The monk in charge of the lottery put his palms together and said, "Good, the donor's words are very Zen."

Shen Shaoguang squinted and smiled, and returned the salute, then took Ah Yuan and left.

After leaving the temple, I ate wontons at a stall outside, and then walked around Leyouyuan, and then walked back in the middle of the afternoon. When I returned to Chongxian Square, it was time to beat the twilight drum.

In front of the gate, the car slowed down, Lin Yan lifted the curtain, and saw the dusty lady Shen and her servants.

Shen Shaoguang raised his eyes and saw Lin Yan in the car.

One of the two had a sore waist and soft legs and half-fat powder, and the other worked all day and had a tired face. They met in front of the gate in the twilight. The smile was less shrewd than usual, and Lin Yan also raised the corners of his eyes, with a warmer color than usual between his brows.

The author has something to say:What the temple looks like on the New Year's Day in the Tang Dynasty is purely fictional.