Chapter 98:

Ning Nuan bought a lot of food at the small stall and shared it with the fragrant peaches. After filling her stomach, her eyes fell on the gadgets.
Ning Nuan bought a mask for herself and another for Xiangtao. After the two put on the masks, they were no different from passersby. They were also dressed in men's clothing, even if Jiang Yunlan arrived in front of them, they might not be able to recognize them.
Xiangtao looked left and right, seeing that even she couldn't help her, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was afraid that she would bump into Wang An accidentally. Now it seems that even she can't recognize Miss An, how can Wang An.
Xiangtao let go of her heart and couldn't help but keep up with Ning Nuan and merged into the bustle of Qingzhou City.
"Master!" Xiangtao said excitedly: "Where are we going? Slaves...I just heard someone talk about it, saying that there is a lantern riddle in front of me!"
"Riddles?" Ning Nuan's eyes lit up.
She and Xiangtao came to the front with the flow of people. Sure enough, they saw a place where several signs were hung up, and tonight the prizes for riddles were also hanging high. According to someone's introduction, those lanterns were specially made by a master. , One by one is very delicate, and the most exquisite lantern has twelve sides, not only the details are exquisite, but also the pictures of the generals leading the people of Qingzhou in resisting the enemy. Ning Nuan could not look away immediately when they saw it. .
And Xiangtao's attention was attracted by the stage over there. She was about to pat Ning Nuan to show her, only to see that Ning Nuan had already walked towards the Lantern Riddle, and Xiangtao quickly followed.
Chu Fei followed the flow of people to the center of Qingzhou City, and glanced at the high hanging lantern.
When his eyes lit up, he immediately pointed to the lantern and said, "Wang Quan, do you think Miss Ning would like that?"
Wang Quan glanced at it from a distance, then pointed to another smaller octahedral lantern next to it with flowers of various colors, and said: "Look at it, Miss Ning might like this."
Chu Fei shook his head: "You don't understand."
Wang Quan did not say anything.
He said in his heart: Their prince understands?
Chu Fei really understood. He was a husband and wife in his previous life, but he knew Ning Nuan's preferences thoroughly. He didn't like gold hairpins and Chinese clothes, and he didn't like to associate with people. It was so sweet. What he liked most was the isolated ancient books in his style room.
He didn't give much explanation, and immediately went over there with interest, and Wang Quan quickly followed.
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Jiang Yunlan also heard of the excitement in Qingzhou City.
Knowing the festive days in the city, even the bandits in the cottage couldn't sit still, and everyone wanted to run down the mountain. It's just that there can't be even one person in the cottage, so after the bandits discussed it, several people walked out and happily went down the mountain in a group.
These bandits respected Jiang Yunlan very much, and even came over to ask her opinion.
Jiang Yunlan was also a little moved, but the road down the mountain was dark and dangerous. After thinking about it, she did not agree.
"The king and the five kings are going." A mountain bandit said: "They have already gone first. Qingzhou is a rare lively event. It's a pity to miss it."
"Are they there?" Jiang Yunlan thought, and asked: "They two went together?"
"Yes."
Jiang Yunlan was delighted, and hurriedly urged: "Then if you meet the two of them, you have to go a little farther, don't say hello."
Everyone glanced at each other, wondering, but they still responded.
As soon as they left, Jiang Yunlan closed the door, and turned around and said to Chuntao: "I thought that Lang Er was stupid, and this chasing his wife couldn't be fast. That girl Yang was very disgusted with Lang Er, now she brought it. It's kind of langer in my heart."
"According to Madam's words, the young master is really going to be married in this cottage?"
"I will do it here, and I will do it again in the capital." Jiang Yunlan smiled: "Before I went out, I even brought some of Lang's wife's dowry. It can be done everywhere."
It took a lot of time to come here, if even the daughter-in-law cannot be taken home, Ning Yanting still doesn't know how disappointed it is!
It's just that things are not so smooth.
Yang Zhen and Ning Lang walked along the flow of people to the place where the lantern riddle was guessed. The bustle of Qingzhou City is here with the most people. Ning Lang's gaze was already attracted by the Wusheng on the stage next to him. When he turned his head, he saw Yang Zhen looking at the lantern with the tallest twelve-faced general picture, and he did not look away for a long time.
Ning Lang excitedly said, "Do you want that? I'll help you win it."
Yang Zhen retracted his gaze, looked at him, matched his gaze, and couldn't help but sneered, "Do you still know this?"
Ning Lang choked.
He scratched his head, not too confident about what was in his stomach.
Anything is fine, but learning it alone is not enough.
"But Qingzhou is no less than Beijing. There are fewer scholars here. I'll try, if I can help you win that lantern?" Ning Lang said, "Don't look at me like this, I'm also a talented person."
Yang Zhen turned sideways and gave him a way out.
Ning Lang went eagerly, and after a while, came back dingy.
To Shang Yang Zhen's gaze, he touched his nose and said in a whisper, "This... there are more scholars in Qingzhou than I thought."
Yang Zhen laughed again, but didn't say anything.
She and Ning Lang stood in front of the stage, each holding a pack of melon seeds bought from a peddler, knocking and watching the performance on the stage, seeing the Wusheng on the stage turning over. A few somersaults, skipped a few circles of fire, and followed the crowd with a shout of hello.
Just after a round of performance on this stage, the seeds in his hand were knocked out.
Yang Zhen clapped his hands, turned around and was about to call Ning Lang, only to see that the person beside him had disappeared again. Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and waited on the spot without leaving. Sure enough, after a while, Ning Lang squeezed from the crowd in sweat.
He is holding a lantern in his hand. It is not a twelve-faced lantern. It is the most common four-faced, and it is also the most common one-because this day is to commemorate the day when the people of Qingzhou worked together to fight the enemy successfully. Most of the lanterns on sale are painted with such patterns. Ning Lang ran several stalls, picked out the best painted one, and ran back hurriedly.
"I think you like it so much, so I went to buy you one." Ning Lang said, "That twelve-sided one, I am really not good at guessing. If you dislike this, wait for me to find a craftsman who makes lanterns. I'll make you a twelve-sided—no, I'll make you a twenty-four-sided."
Yang Zhen laughed: "What do I want a twenty-four lantern?"
Ning Lang thought for a while, and said solemnly: "It looks good."
Yang Zhen stretched out his hand and took the lantern in his hand. The candle in the lantern was quietly burning, casting a warm yellow glow on the general picture painted outside. Even though it is the most common, the artist who draws pictures on the lantern is not very skilled, and only dimly draws a personal shadow, which is incomparable to the delicate 12-sided lantern of Lantern Riddle. The painting on the twelve-faced lantern, the painter's skill is exquisite, the painter is excellent, and at a glance, it makes people feel like they are on the battlefield of the year, with passion.
She smiled softly, reached out and took it, and said, "This one is also pretty."