After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

On January 22, New Year's Eve, there was no curfew in the 108 districts of Chang'an.

The winter chill has not yet dissipated, and the spring chill is still here. The spring sun is hanging high in the cloudless sky, and today should be a good day.

As the drum sounded, the gates of each block slowly opened with a creaking sound. The people who had been waiting for a long time could not wait to pick up their goods, call their relatives, and go out together. Zhuque Street also gradually became lively, with carriages and horses lining up and pedestrians coming and going in an endless stream.

Chongyifang was also bustling, with every household hanging peach charms and pasting Spring Festival couplets at the door. Only one house remained quiet. Pei Jiaoran hid in the warm quilt, turning a deaf ear to the knocks on the door. As the knocks on the door became more and more urgent, she simply pulled the quilt over her head.

"Girl! Mr. Zhanran is here, and Uncle Boyu is here too." Bi Fei shouted outside.

Seeing that there was no response after knocking on the door for a long time, Bi Fei turned his eyes and fell on the window next to him. He looked at Zhou Mancao beside him, took a deep breath, opened the window, and climbed in through the window.

The scent of Xun Lingxiang still lingered in the room, and there was a person sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Girl, get up quickly. Let's go hang up peach charms and paste up Spring Festival couplets. There will be a lantern festival in the city tonight. If you go too late, you won't get a good seat." Bi Fei came close to the bed and whispered, "My husband said he brought a jar of twenty-year-old Xinfeng wine. If you don't get up, he will have to enjoy it all by himself."

"Oh, with his alcohol tolerance, he still can't drink more than me after so many times." Pei Jiaoran lifted the quilt, tilted his head, and looked at the green door in front of him with a smile, "Come on, I'll help you put up Spring Festival couplets and hang peach charms."

After washing up, Pei Jiaoran combed his hair into a bun and went out wearing a fox fur coat. Standing under the veranda, he looked around and jumped to the treetops. He took out an oil-paper bag from his bosom and opened it, and the fragrance of the ancient building rushed out.

"Pei Qingjia, everyone else is working. You're the only one hiding away. Come down and help." Pei Zhanran half-sticked out of the corridor, "Check if this lantern is hung correctly."

"A little to the left, and a little lower." Pei Jiaoran held the ancient building in one hand and pointed at the lantern with the other, "Switch those two lanterns."

"It took a lot of effort to hang it up. If you want to change it, just come down and change it yourself. Madam Mancao, please help me get the peach charms." Pei Zhanran said.

Bi Fei put her hands on her hips and looked up at the tree. "Girl, please come down quickly. I specially asked the Taoist priests from Xuandu Temple to write this couplet. You have to post it yourself to ensure that your career will be prosperous and smooth."

"A prosperous career?" Pei Jiaoran narrowed his eyes and jumped down from the treetop. "Let me take a look at what these old Taoist priests have written."

"Tsk. You might as well give me money. My handwriting is much better than those old Taoist priests." Pei Jiaoran looked disdainful. "But since you like it, you can still post it. It's not bad to take the opportunity to learn from their skills."

Pei Jiaoran climbed up the ladder and said, "Give me the Spring Festival couplets. Remember to check if they are pasted crookedly."

"Okay, okay. Mr. Pei has personally taken action to make this place more glorious." Bi Fei handed the couplet to her with a smile, and then recited and directed: "The left side is higher. Yes, right here. Oh, no, no, go a little further to the right."

"The Spring Festival couplets you two have pasted are quite unique." Pei Zhanran walked over, "Jia Jia, why don't you come down and take a look for yourself?"

Climbing down the ladder, Pei Jiaoran looked at the slightly crooked Spring Festival couplets in front of him and glared at Bi Fei beside him, "What should I do?"

"You can't tell unless you look carefully. Girl, let's just leave it at that. Let's hurry out the door." Bi Fei said as she shrank behind Zhou Mancao, "It's too late. What if there's no seat?"

With a rather helpless smile, Pei Jiaoran went back to his room and changed into a silver-red robe. The group went out together and headed straight for the West Market.

The entrance to the West Market was already surrounded by crowds of people, camels were lying on the ground, and the cries of hawkers from various countries could be heard one after another. Today, many caravans from countries such as Fulin and Persia arrived. They traveled day and night without stopping, and finally arrived in Chang'an City on New Year's Eve.

After all, this year is not only the New Year's Eve of the Great Wei, but also the birthday of His Majesty the Emperor of the Great Wei. Not only will the Lantern Festival last for three days, but there will be no curfew.

After looking around and finding a small path, Pei Jiaoran led the four of them through the crowded crowd, squeezed in front of the officials of the West Market Office, and showed the fish token.

Even though Pei Jiaoran was very careful with the fish symbol, the clerk still saw the words clearly and bowed, "Pei..."

"Hush. My family and I are here to stroll around the West Market. No need to be polite."

Upon hearing this, the clerk from the West Market Office nodded and stepped aside to make a gesture of invitation.

Under the leadership of Pei Jiaoran, the group bypassed the inspection at the gate and entered the West Market.

After entering the West Market and walking a few steps, I came across a very wide crossroad. There were four streets in the east, west, south and north, all lined with shops, from spices to jewelry, silk shops, ironware shops and musical instrument shops. There were even many Hu merchants selling goods on the ground on both sides of the road.

"It's really not easy for these people to leave their hometown and come to Chang'an." Bi Fei sighed.

Glancing at her with a smile, Zhou Mancao spoke in a gentle tone, "Land in Chang'an is very valuable. People without money can only sell goods on the ground. Look at these Hu people's shops, all of which have all kinds of goods piled on the roof. These things are worthless in their hometowns, but they are very valuable in Chang'an. If they are lucky, they can make a lot of money by coming here today."

"It's 90,000 miles to the Western Regions. If the trade route can be unimpeded, Chang'an will be prosperous forever." Bi Fei picked up the silver pot bought from a roadside vendor and said, "This silver pot is beautiful, girl."

"If you like it, buy it. If you can't afford it, let Li Fu send it back to you." Pei Jiaoran said.

With Pei Jiaoran's words, Bi Fei was filled with joy. She paid for the silver pot and turned to enter the antique bookstore nearby.

Not long after, Bifei came out holding a wooden box.

"Girl, there are many ancient books in this bookstore. The shop owner said that this year's imperial policy on collecting books is good, so many ancient books hidden in aristocratic families can be brought back to the world. The person who came up with this plan really deserves credit."

Pei Jiaoran's lips curled slightly when he heard this. It was certainly a good thing for the common people that books could be re-appeared in the world, but for the person who came up with this plan, he didn't know how many storms were waiting for him ahead.

"I remember that it was King Wu who was in charge of collecting the books?" Cui Boyu asked in a low voice.

"There are many hermits in Mount Zhongnan who offer books to seek a better future." Pei Jiaoran's eyes flickered. "I don't know how their future is going."

Mount Zhongnan has been a place of seclusion since ancient times, and there are many people who have book collections. When the imperial court issued the decree to collect books, many people donated books on their own, and these people were all recruited into the Wu Wang Palace and became Wu Wang's staff. Most of the things about her brother were leaked from these people.

"You can please those in power, but you may not always get what they want."

"Today is a festival, it's not appropriate to talk about other things." Pei Jiaoran smiled.