Qing Jialu

On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, it is the coldest day in winter. Xiou herdsmen gather together, eat hot meals around the bonfire, dance and worship, and thank God for bringing them fire and heat.

As a result, the tradition of sacrificing fire has been passed down from generation to generation, and now it has become the most important festival in Xiou.

Early in the morning, the herdsmen in Xiou lit a bonfire at the sacrificial site, put a cauldron on it, killed three sheep, and prepared to cook rice for the sacrificial fire.

The so-called "sacrificing fire rice" first boils mutton breast bones into broth, which must be boiled for half a day to make the bones crispy and crispy.After the soup is boiled, take out the cooked breast bone meat, and skim a small amount of slick oil from the broth and put it in a container.Then put milled rice or rice into the pot, boil it into thick porridge, and you're done.

It is said that the herdsmen in Xiou used to be poor, and only during the Fire Festival, could they get such a bowl of thick porridge mixed with a little broth to taste the meat.

But this year the new Xiou King will also participate in the Fire Festival, so more mutton is put in the pot than before, the meat is delicious, and the fragrance can be smelled from a long distance.

Shen Jia was awakened by the smell of meat outside the tent. He and Dr. Fan got out of the tent and saw the herdsmen in Xiou cooking soup.

"What is this doing?" Shen Jia asked curiously.

"I'm cooking rice for sacrificial fire, and everyone will share a bowl at night." Dr. Fan explained.He came here two days earlier, and he also knew something about Xiou folklore.

"When does the Fire Festival start?" Shen Jia swallowed, looking forward to it.

"It's only starting at night, but we'll be getting ready at dusk."

"Twilight?" Shen Jia asked, "What are we going to prepare?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Doctor Fan smiled enigmatically, and patted Shen Jia's shoulder, "You just wait for the evening... for the festival."

Shen Jia frowned, "Why does it feel like you're all talking about it lately? Yesterday you were not normal, you insisted on pulling me into a long talk all night, but you fell asleep before talking a few words."

"Hahahahaha..." Doctor Fan smiled awkwardly, "The main reason is that there is nothing to talk about."

Shen Jia became even more depressed, "We have known each other for many years, and there is no topic of conversation?"

"It's fine, you and His Majesty have something to talk about." Dr. Fan looked at Shen Jia with a look of relief, his eyes were full of kindness, as if an old father was looking at his son who was about to get married.

Wait, why is it getting married instead of marrying a wife?

Since His Majesty recovered, Dr. Fan began to be confused about who went up and who got off.

At the same time, in His Majesty's tent, Ouyang Xing and Wei Mo got up, only Xiao Yi was still sleeping.Because last night Ouyang Xing and Wei Mo joined hands to get His Majesty drunk, buying them another morning for their actions today.

So Ouyang Xing and Wei Mo got up quickly, and went to the kapok tent early in the morning to make the final arrangements.

Now Kapok's tent has been set up as a wedding room, with red quilts, red sheets, and red tablecloths, all eyes are full of prosperity.Fortunately, Shen Jia and Xiao Yi would not enter Kapok's tent at will, otherwise they would be seen through at a glance.

"These are two sets of wedding clothes, and you are responsible for putting them on for His Majesty and Eldest Brother." Mu Mian explained one by one, "These are your clothes, and there is no time to order them. The sizes are different. You can try them on each other."

Wei Mo unfolded his wedding dress and saw that there were two sets of traditional red girder wedding dresses with exactly the same style. The neckline and sleeves were tightly stitched, and several embroidery were lifelike.

Wei Mo couldn't help being surprised when he saw it: "Ms. Kapok, your hands are really skillful."

"Fortunately, some embroiderers from Xi'ou came to help, so it was rushed out." Mu Mian said modestly.

Then, Wei Mo opened their red clothes again, only to find that they were Xiou clothes.

"Why is it from Xi'ou?" Wei Mo asked in surprise.

Mu Mian apologized and said: "I can't find it. Daliang's clothes are only sold in the border areas between the two countries. The wedding dresses of His Majesty and Shen Jia are also specially made to order. I'm really sorry, you can only make do with it." .”

"Xiao Mo, do as the locals do as the Romans do, do as the Romans do as the Romans do." Ouyang Xing rescued from the side, "Don't tell me you dislike our Xiou clothes so much?"

"Okay." Wei Mo reluctantly accepted, "Miss Kapok, it's hard for you."

At noon, Dr. Fan, Wei Mo and John tried on their own clothes together, and the size was still suitable.Compared with the wedding clothes, their clothes were darker in red, and the patterns on the clothes were also very simple, so they wouldn't overwhelm Shen Jia and Xiao Yi's limelight.

After their clothes were finished, Wei Mo began to have a headache how to get His Majesty to change clothes.

"The style of the wedding dress is too obvious. It's okay for us to lie to Shen Jia. Your Majesty will definitely be able to see it." Wei Mo said worriedly.

Dr. Fan was deeply convinced, "So you don't let them change their clothes until the last moment?"

"Didn't Kapok say that the big wedding ceremony will be held first, and then the Fire Festival." Wei Mo said, "After all, the custom in Daliang is to get married at dusk, and the Fire Festival starts at night."

"Okay, let them get dressed, such a difficult task..." Doctor Fan said, looking at the two people present.

Wei Mo said with a serious face: "I can't guarantee that I can coax Your Majesty."

"I'll do it." At this moment, John suddenly volunteered, "I'll be in charge of your Majesty's side, Master Shen is up to you to trick him into wearing it."

"You...are you okay?" Wei Mo looked at John uncertainly.

However, John said confidently: "Don't worry, Your Majesty will definitely listen to me. He loves listening to my lectures the most."

Is this the same thing?Wei Mo was stunned, but Dr. Fan immediately threw out the hot potato and handed the wedding dress to John: "Thank you, Mr. John, the success or failure depends on you."

After His Majesty's problem was thrown out, the only thing left was how to fool Shen Jia.In the afternoon, Wei Mo and Dr. Fan put on their wedding clothes to find the groom. When Shen Jia saw the new clothes the two were wearing, she was surprised and said, "Not bad, Xiou's clothes are pretty."

"You also have nice clothes." Wei Mo handed the clothes to Shen Jia, "Come on, try it on."

Shen Jia took it excitedly, but was stunned after opening it.Wei Mo and Dr. Fan were extremely nervous, they looked at each other, and they dared not speak.

After a while, Shen Jia said, "Why is it Daliang's official uniform? I also want to wear Xiou's clothes for the festival."

Sure enough, the two idiots didn't recognize this as a wedding dress.

Doctor Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and said in random, "Because the size of other clothes is not suitable, you can only wear...official clothes."

"Really?" Shen Jia shook the clothes and compared the size, "This suit really fits me, as if it was tailor-made."

Wei Mo suppressed a smile in his heart, and said indifferently on his face: "Don't be mother-in-law's, it's good to wear some, hurry up and show us."