When Mingruo and his party arrived at Luo City, it was completely dark. They could see a brightly lit city in the distance.
Mingruo looked at the sky: "The city gate should be closed, right?"
When Shishi heard what his wife said, he immediately replied: "Luo City is different from other cities. The city gates are closed at midnight. When you enter the city after Xu time, you only need to pay some passing money."
"..." The business atmosphere in Luo City is really strong.
On the 15th, the money was paid and the carriage entered the city smoothly.
"Master, is it better to live in a quieter place or in a lively place?" If the master goes out alone, he will definitely choose a quieter place. However, it is not necessarily the case when his wife is around.
"Go to Yunlai Inn." It's convenient for his little princess to play there.
"yes."
The further the carriage went into the city, the busier the surrounding street scene became. There were shops of all sizes along the street, and business seemed to be good. Moreover, there were more pedestrians here at night than in the imperial capital during the day.
The carriage drove into a wide street. Mingruo suspected that half of the street here was owned by Si Haochen-restaurants, ready-made clothing shops, arts and crafts shops, jewelry shops, rouge shops, snack shops... Everywhere you could see yourself giving Bai Shen a hand.
The carriage detoured directly to a street behind it and entered the Yunlai Inn through the back door. The main body of the inn is a three-story building, which is considered a very grand building on this street. There is also an east-west courtyard at the back.
The innkeeper arranged for them to live in Dongkuaoyuan, which is a standard courtyard house with a side door that leads directly to the street. It is very convenient to go in and out without having to go through the inn.
The day's bumpy carriage made Mingruo feel a little tired. Si Haochen asked the shopkeeper to prepare hot water. The little girl needed to freshen up to relieve her fatigue.
Mingruo noticed that the furniture in the room was all new, tilted her head and asked Si Haochen, "Does this inn belong to you?"
"This street is mine."
"Um..." It seems that the estimate of 'half a street' just now was too conservative. My boyfriend is the boss. I am right.
"Are you satisfied, my beloved concubine?" Si Haochen asked with a smile.
"It's okay." Mingruo took out her clothes and entered the bathroom.
After a comfortable hot bath, and after dinner, Mingruo went to the roof of the inn to watch the stars after a full meal.
Si Haochen sat next to Mingruo, watching her rub her round belly while praising, 'Luocheng's soup dumplings are so delicious.'
The night in Los Angeles is full of lights and feasting, so the stars look a lot dimmer. But it’s also beautiful to look at the lights of thousands of houses in the distance. Such a night scene gives Mingruo an inexplicable sense of intimacy, much like a modern city
——People will go to sleep, cities never will.
Seeing Mingruo's longing eyes, Si Haochen said, "Would you like to go for a walk on the street?"
"I'm too full and can't walk." I was almost shaken by the carriage, and I couldn't find the strength to go out.
"My husband can carry you on his back."
"No, thank you." Mingruo stretched, "Let's go down."
"Call me husband and I will take you down." Si Haochen had a cunning smile on his lips.
"Then I won't go down. I'll live on the roof tonight." Mingruo shook the thin cloak on his body and made a gesture to lie down on the roof.
"You." Si Haochen caught her and flew into the yard with the princess in his arms.
"I'm such a clever little guy." Mingruo rested her chin on Si Haochen's shoulder.
"..." This girl has the ability to make people love and hate her at the same time.
The next day was the Rain Praying Festival, and the entire city of Luo was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and even the pedestrians on the road wore particularly bright clothes.
"What are the customs of the Rain Prayer Festival?" Mingruo searched the original owner's memory, but it seemed that he had no memory of this festival.
Fifteen thought for a moment: "Take a bath, change into new clothes, eat sweet rice with glutinous rice, drink flower tea, and go to the Rain Temple to burn incense."
"The God of Rain..." Ming Ruoxiao asked, "Is the Rain God's surname Xiao?"
"Ah..." Fifteen looked confused, "Does the Rain God Empress have a last name?"
"Haha." Mingruo couldn't help but laugh when she saw Shi Fifteen thinking so seriously.
Si Haochen walked out of the room: "What are you so happy about?"
"We are studying the name of the Rain God?" Mingruo said seriously.
"..." What is there to study?
Ming Ruo took Si Haochen to wander on the street. During the Rain Prayer Festival, they eat black rice sweet rice. There are many small stalls selling sweet rice on the street. The black glutinous rice is mixed with various kinds of preserved fruits, steamed, and pressed into flowers or shapes with molds.
In the shape of a small animal, insert a bamboo stick and eat it directly in your hand.
Adhering to the tourist mentality of "come and see", Mingruo did as the locals do and bought a piece. It was soft, glutinous and sweet, and it was quite delicious.
"It's delicious. Do you want to eat it?" Mingruo turned to ask Si Haochen.
Mingruo held the money bag in her hand, planning to buy a piece for Si Haochen to try. Si Haochen directly held Mingruo's wrist, pulled the sweet rice to his lips, and took a bite.
"..." Actually, it was nothing. After all, this was not the first time Si Haochen snatched snacks from her hand. But the old woman selling sweet rice kept looking at them and laughing, which made Mingruo feel a little embarrassed.
In order to save his embarrassing self, Mingruo pointed to the crowds of people gathering in one place: "Where are they going?"
The mother-in-law selling sweet rice said: "This year, the Imperial Master is hosting sacrifices at the Rain Temple. These people are here to pray for blessings and incense, wishing for good weather, good weather, and happiness for the whole family."
"Let's go take a look too." Si Haochen was about to agree when he heard Mingruo continue, "I haven't seen a male god at work."
Si Haochen: "I won't go."
"Really not going?" Mingruo confirmed again.
"Yeah." Si Haochen nodded firmly.
"Then I'll go by myself." Mingruo blinked his big eyes.
Si Haochen was speechless for a while. This was his princess, what else could he do except pamper her?
Seeing Si Haochen holding his hand and reluctantly following the flow of people in the direction of the Rain Temple, Mingruo lowered his eyes and smiled secretly.
The Rain Temple is built on a high platform, and the sacrificial ceremony is held in the open space in front of the temple. The incense table set up on it is very simple, with only incense candles, fruits and vegetables, and no three animals.
There were many pilgrims today, and a large incense burner was placed under the high platform to facilitate pilgrims to burn incense. Mingruo had no intention of joining in the fun, and just stood and watched from a distance.
I saw the Imperial Master wearing a black brocade robe, with red lotus patterns embroidered on the cuffs and collar, and wearing a jade lotus crown on his head, standing behind the incense table. Although he was far away and could not see his appearance clearly, his figure and momentum
Still very intimidating.
The Imperial Master first lit the incense, then picked up the white jade sword on the incense table, held a sword and pointed it straight at the sky. The faint thunder sounded from far to near, but it was not very loud. Ming Ruo was still thinking about using it.
What method can be used to create the effect of thunder?
There were still blue skies and white clouds in the sky and the sun was shining brightly, but thin wisps of rain were falling.
