The Zhaoping County Lord took the menu, looked for a while, pointed to the menu and said, "This dish of sea cucumber stewed pork tendons at lunchtime was changed to a crucian carp tongue stewed bear paw, this dish of mussel shrimp soup was changed to a pheasant mushroom soup. The dish of steamed quail at Liushang Banquet was changed to a stewed pigeon. I had drunk the wine at noon, and I could not communicate with you if I got drunk."

"What my mother said is very much. Thank you for your mother and let your daughter-in-law change it now." Song Ruoxi responded respectfully.

The Zhaoping County Lord smiled and was very satisfied with her attitude of being taught. He ordered people to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstone to ask her to rewrite the menu.

Song Ruoxi wrote two menus, one for someone to send to Qichunyuan’s dietary department, asking them to prepare ingredients; the other for someone to send to the etiquette department, and let them keep them for file.

In the afternoon, Song Ruoxi took Madam Zhou and the others to Qichun Garden again. The waterways in Diaoyu Bay had been arranged as she asked. A few short couches were also moved out of the warehouse. Three fishing boats also rowed into the bay. Everything was ready and the banquet was about to start tomorrow.

The next morning, after breakfast, Ye Fan led his wife, children and children to Qichun Garden in a carriage. Outside the garden gate, the leaders on both sides, elders of the clan, and the people from all over the house who had not yet had five robes had been waiting for a long time.

Under Ye Fan's leadership, the party went to Wanshou Mountain for an outing.

Wanshou Mountain is about 60 meters high. The road up the mountain is not steep and it is all gentle slopes. The group of people climb up with laughter and laughter, but it doesn’t feel hard to get there. There are straw pavilions, Dicui Pavilion and Wanshou Hall on the top of the mountain. The straw pavilion is covered with wood and stone structure. The top is covered with straw. There is no oil ornament in the pavilion, and there are no complicated murals, exuding the beauty of ancient and simple. Dicui Pavilion is the best viewing point. Standing in the pavilion and looking down at the garden, it is so beautiful.

The men all practice martial arts, climbed up and looked at the scenery in the Diechui Pavilion; most of the women were pampered and a little tired, sitting in the straw pavilion to rest.

"Don't all stand here, go there to pick some green." Ye Fan said with a smile.

The men followed his instructions to go to the forest to pick green. Ye Shuhua and Ye Xiaogong picked the blooming shepherd's flowers from somewhere. Ye Xiaogong happily brought the flowers to Chen and asked her to help her tie the flowers on her temples.

Chen pushed away his hand in disgust, "I wore the golden shepherd's flower."

There is a custom of wearing shepherd's flowers on the Shangsi Festival. However, wealthy people think that shepherd's flowers are lowly and refuse to give up flowers. They cast gold and silver into golden shepherd's flowers and put them on their heads, which not only seeks good luck but also does not lose their identity.

Seeing that she refused to wear it, Ye Xiaogong smiled and put the flowers aside, not forcing her, but she didn't expect that on the other side, Ye Shuhua sent the flowers to Song Ruoxi. Song Ruoxi smiled and turned to the side and asked him to put the cluster of shepherd's flowers in his hair bun. After inserting them, she raised her hand to touch the flowers, "Thank you, my husband, for picking such beautiful flowers for me."

Ye Xiaogong's face was slightly dark, and he stared at Chen with dissatisfaction. He didn't look good as anyone else's. He was not even as good-looking as others in his knowledge and tact. He was so unlucky and married a stupid woman.

The Zhaoping County Lord glanced at Ye Fan, and a hint of loneliness flashed across his face.

Chen was just ignorant, and Ping'er deliberately wanted to be annoying. He ignored Ye Shuhua's affectionate attitude and squeezed between the two of them, saying in a sweet voice: "Brother Hua, where did you pick this shepherd's flower? I also want to pick a few to wear."

"I have picked a lot of them, you don't have to pick them anymore. Take them and wear them with Ting'er and the others." Ye Shuhua gave the flower plug in his hand to the bottle.

"Thank you, Brother Hua, you are so nice." Ping'er smiled and looked up at the spring breeze. He walked two steps in his arms, stopped and turned around, "Thank you, cousin's wife."

Song Ruoxi was slightly stunned, his eyes fluttered, and he raised his lips and smiled slightly.

Ping'er distributed the flowers to Ye Shuting and several other girls. Ye Shuting and those girls did not dislike them, and pinned the flowers to their temples.

Ye Xiaogong's face became a little ugly again, and he felt that Chen had no interest at all.

After resting for a while, Ye Fan led his people down the mountain to Qingyi Lake to cultivate the storm.

The men took off their shoes and socks, pulled up their pants, and soaked their feet in the lake.

The woman could not expose her feet in public, so she wandered around the lake. After a while, she saw an old woman wearing big red flowers, wearing big red flowers on her head, and carrying a basket on her arms walking over.

"Yuxian, come, choose a child." The Zhaoping County Lord waved to Song Ruoxi.

According to legend, when Gao Xin came out, the mysterious bird left its eggs, and the prince swallowed it and gave birth to a marriage. Later, the king thought that he was a matchmaker, Jiaxiang, and established his temple. The matchmaker said that he was a god, and he was in charge of marriage and childbirth. This legend led to the custom of giving clay dolls and eating easter eggs.

The mud must be a woman with both children, wearing big red flowers, and sending "gospel" to women who are devoutly begging for children on Shangsi Festival. The manager of Qichun Garden will arrange an old woman as appropriate every year, and this year is no exception.

"Young lady is lucky." The old woman saluted and smiled and lifted the red cloth. The basket contained dozens of mud dolls wrapped in red threads. The doll was wearing a red bellyband and holding lotus roots and osmanthus flowers in her arms, which meant that she had a noble son. A red thread was tied around her waist, and a boiled colorful egg was wrapped at the other end of the red thread. The child seeker chose a group of innocent children, ate the eggs, put the doll in his purse, tied the red thread to his wrist, so that he could conceive early, and the child he wanted was protected by the god of ​​being healthy and healthy, and lived for a long time.

Song Ruoxi didn't like to eat boiled eggs. He looked at the basket of easter eggs and looked around quickly. In the old woman's auspicious words, he chose an egg that looked smaller.

Lu Xiu smiled and said, "Mrs. Young Madam, I will help you peel off the eggshell."

"Okay." Song Ruoxi handed her the egg.

"Lingjuan, you can choose a child too!" The Zhaoping County Lord greeted the other three wives.

"Yes, mother." Wei Lingjuan, Yue and Chen.

This Liushang Banquet, not only did the Zhaoping County Lord lift the confinement order, but Ye Xiao'an also benefited. The man was romantic and lustful, which was not a big mistake in Ye Fan's opinion. If the maid had not used witchcraft to murder Song Ruoxi, Ye Shun'an would not have been punished.

"Mrs. Young Madam." Green Sweet made sure there was no problem with the egg and handed the peeled egg back to Song Ruoxi.

Song Ruoxi, under the earnest gaze of the Zhaoping County Lord, ate the eggs, put the doll in his purse, and asked the old woman to tie the red thread to her wrist.

According to custom, the Lord of Zhaoping gave the old woman a red envelope and smiled and said, "I hope that God will bless my son with you."

The county lord Zhaoping also said this, but he didn't have the sincerity of this year. After saying that, he even looked at Song Ruoxi's belly.

Song Ruoxi noticed her gaze, quickly lowered her head and pretended to be shy.

After Wei Lingjuan and the other two chose Chizier, the Zhaoping County Lord asked other wives who came to attend the banquet to choose Chizier.

The old woman who completed her mission left.

The men finished soaking their feet and went ashore to find them.

It is a distance from Qingyi Lake to Diaoyu Bay. The luncheon is held in the Apricot Flower Forest in Diaoyu Bay. The older ones take a car to travel, and the younger ones walk to it.

It was a bit fun to enjoy the scenery all the way, but the road was a little further, and the women were struggling to walk, and the speed slowed down. A layer of thin sweat appeared on Song Ruoxi's forehead, his cheeks turned pink, he was panting, and his legs were shaking.

Ye Shuhua squatted down and said, "Come on Yingying, I'll carry you."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Song Ruoxi pushed him, "Get up quickly, I can walk, don't you carry it."

"You have no strength to speak, and you are still walking." Ye Shuhua looked back at her, "Come up quickly."

Song Ruoxi glanced at him. In front of everyone, her skin was not as thick as his, and she walked around him.

"Yingying." Ye Shuhua looked at the little woman who was obviously unable to walk but was struggling forward.

"Young City Lord, so many people are watching, the young lady is shy." Lu Xiu stepped forward and said quickly, and followed quickly.

Ye Shuhua looked around, and everyone was looking at him, not caring, so he chased him, reached out and put his hands around Song Ruoxi's waist, and his feet were a little bit, and flew away in Song Ruoxi's screams and everyone's surprise eyes.

"You..." Song Ruoxi stared at the man beside him, not knowing what to say.

"So quickly, they can't see it." Ye Shuhua smiled with a little smugness.

Song Ruoxi smiled. Why do people have so many concerns when they live in the world? Today, it’s okay to go out for a trip and do it casually once, and wrap your hands around his waist.

Ye Shuhua took Song Ruoxi to pass by the car. County Lord Zhaoping felt that the figure in front of him flashed and disappeared. He blinked and asked in confusion: "City Lord, is the person who passed by just now Hua'er?"

"It was Hua'er who took his wife." Ye Fan frowned. These two men were too nonsense.

The Zhaoping County Lord sighed: "I used to worry that Hua'er would not care for his wife like a piece of wood. Now it seems that I am too worried."

"Hua'er is my son, so of course he knows he loves his wife." Ye Fan took the credit for himself, and the slight annoyance that emerged dissipated.

The county lord Zhaoping resisted the urge to spit on him, curled his lips, turned his head away, and could not communicate with this man.

There is also an ancient custom on Shangsi Festival. The "Li" says: "In the middle of spring, men and women are ordered to meet men and women, so at that time, those who run away cannot help but do not use orders for no reason, punish them. Those who do not need to be ordered will be punished. Those who do not have a husband's family will meet them." This is openly praising the men and women for giving each other's tokens for life or even a wild marriage. However, with the changes of the dynasty, the scholars and officials promoted the eternal chastity, so they did not allow the unmatched marriage, and they paid attention to hiring as wives and running as concubines.

Although the custom of meeting men and women is prohibited, the banquet on Shangsi Festival is more relaxed than other banquets. Men and women do not need to separate tables and eat at a distance. Everyone sits around a long table made of several tables. They can look at each other boldly, but they cannot make friends in private. If they like each other, they can inform their parents and ask the matchmaker to come to propose marriage.

Yefan and Zhaoping County Lord sat in the head, and the others sat in order according to the left and right of the man and the right of the woman, as well as their age. The maids raised Yefan to announce the beginning of the banquet, and the musicians from the Jiaofang immediately played melodious music.

There are fine wine and delicacies, the breeze and the fragrance of flowers, and the sound of orchestras. All the elegant things in the world are all in common. Song Ruoxi narrowed his eyes slightly and drank the wine in his glass comfortably.

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