Before dawn that day, Zeng Baohua came to Fushoufang. In addition to the county government's constable, Kuaishouli and others, the soldiers and soldiers from the nearby 12 fangs also gathered here. There were three or four hundred people. Hey, my people were all called. Those who don't know thought it was the official family who lived for a long life!

The minor officials sent out sweepers, wooden barrels, and stools, and reminded: "The nearby streets of Liufang must be cleaned. Not only will the palace come, but all civil and military officials will also come. Fushoufang cannot be squeezed, and the sedan chairmen and entourage will be placed in nearby stools, and these stools are for them to sit. After you have packed them up, someone from the Anfu will come out to place fruits, tea and water to entertain those people."

He pointed to the wide street on the left side of Anfu and said, "It must be cleaned up here. When the Ai Shi An Gong and the distinguished guests will climb the street-facing building to watch the play. Not only did Luoyang County and Henan County select artists, Mianchi, Xin'an, Yanshi, and Gong County, and also sent artists. There are also imperial guards such as Guanhe, Shenjie, and Shenwei who will also submit hundreds of plays according to the imperial edict."

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but smack their tongues and exclaimed in unison: "Mr. An is really the pillar of the country and is highly favored."

At the same time, some people began to hang flowers on the flower signs in Fushoufang, and coloring sheds were also built on the street to the left, saying that neighbors were allowed to watch together and have fun with the people.

These errands are arranged by someone, so Zeng Baohua just needs to take people around to patrol order and maintain order and not have any trouble.

After the hour of Mao, everything was ready and someone began to come to celebrate his birthday. Generally, the smaller the official position, the earlier he came. First, the seventh and eighth rank officials, and the county magistrate Hu also came early. He had no prestige of sitting in the lobby to cut off life and death. He shrank his neck and wrapped himself in a green robe, mixed with a group of seventh and eighth rank officials. In the cold wind, he was scolded and called by the slaves of the Anfu, like a group of quails driven back and forth.

Fortunately, I am not qualified to celebrate my birthday, otherwise I would not know how much suffering or how angry I would suffer. Zeng Baohua, who was standing aside and watching this scene, sighed in his heart.

After the Chen Dynasty, more and more people came. Henan Prefecture, the capital, prefectures and counties, three provinces and six ministries, guards, cavalry and infantry, imperial guards, and civil and military officials above the eighth rank were almost all present. Now only the commander-in-chief, the prime minister and more than a dozen important officials were not here.

Suddenly, it became lively in the distance, and soon someone came from the palace and sent someone to announce the imperial edict. Everyone avoided it and gave up the imperial road.

First, the imperial guards pioneered the way. The leading team was a soldier who wrapped his small hat and a wide shirt with Jinluo. They each held silver-wrapped black lacquer sticks and shouted all the way: "Please hold the holy edict, and idle people avoid it!"

Next were dozens of military officers who were straddled horses, wearing five-color armor, holding high flags and large fans, holding paintings and spears, rolling forward. Then there were ten sacred men, all wearing ribbons, soap clothes, square heart bent collars, mid-single rings, cloud-headed shoes, and head-headed companion officers holding court tablets, standing left and right, protecting an official wearing two-beam crown. He held a scroll of yellow silk in both hands, with a solemn expression.

Behind are the sergeant with different robes, and each has its own differences. Behind are the soldiers wearing small hats, yellow embroidered foreheads, yellow embroidered wide shirts, and blue narrow shirts.

The group came out of the palace gate, winding three streets, and came to Fushoufang in a vast way. The gate of An Mansion was wide open, and the old mansion went out to meet the order.

Zeng Baohua was too far apart and could not see clearly the powerful friend who was in charge of the government and the government, the officials and the families who shared life and death, and the hardships. He was the General of the Left Guard, the Envoy of the Privy Council, and the governor of the East Road of Shannan, and An Chonghui An Gong.

After noon, the Anfu heard from the news that An Gong and the ministers and officials went to the high-rise building and ordered the military and civilian team to play and perform on the streets.

I saw a man standing on a high platform on the street, holding a small flag and bamboo pole to command. Someone else introduced that it was a Bai Opera joining the army and responsible for dispatching and commanding.

Join the army and wave the pole flag, and first order the children's team to dance.

Children each chose more than 200 people of twelve or three years, and arranged four rows. There was a team leader in each row, surrounded by four people, all wearing little hermit hats, purple and green flower shirts, and four chariot belts on them, and each stood on the flower branches.

First, four people wrapped in rolled-up heads, wearing purple shirts, holding a colorful palace, with gold stickers and beating drums, which was called "team famous brand", and there was a couplet on it, "Blessings as good as the East Sea, and longings than the South Mountain". The musicians in the colorful shed on the street played music, and the children stepped forward with the sound of music. Joined the army waved their poles again, and the eight children's class heads approached the high building and congratulated each other: "I wish An Gong a long life! Duke and Marquis for generations!"

After shouting, the music was made, and the children danced together and sang together, making it very lively.

After the children's team left, they joined the army and waved the pole flag to recruit the girls team to enter the field.

More than 400 girls choose to wear flower crowns, fairy buns, crows, or curly flowery heads, all wearing four red and yellow clothes with gold and gold. Everyone has new makeup and graceful looks.

The four people led the team to the head of the stick, all of whom were bent legs and pointed to the head of the sky, then they wore beads and flowers, wore red and yellow wide-sleeved shirts, and held silver-wrapped sticks. Next was the top card in the city, including Han Nu, Hua Jie Ge, Li Bannu, Su Shuangnu and other dozens of people. Each of them had four people surrounded them, mostly made of fairy boys, and fairy clothes held flowers, surrounded in the middle, and then danced in a row. Walking down the high building, he danced in "Cai Lotus", which were arranged in a lotus shape.

The people around him cheered in unison and were filled with joy. Zeng Baohua saw in the distance that copper coins were sprinkled on the tall building, like golden snow in the sky.

Next is a hundred operas, organized by local prefectures and counties, and organized by various imperial guards.

The first ones came out were from local prefectures and counties, including rods, jumping ropes, standing upside down, bending waists, making bowls, kicking bottles, somersaults, and wearing. Artists, men or women, were all red scarves and colorful uniforms. They were divided everywhere, selling their strength to play. The onlookers clapped and cheered, and their voices were like huge waves.

The army was much more majestic. First, there were dozens of drums, one person shaking his double drums, approaching the high building and speaking, singing "The Three Months of Youth Suddenly in the Mountain Stream". After singing, amid the sound of the drum and flute, one person wrapped a red scarf and raised a big flag to advance, and then the lion and leopard were driven into the venue. As the husband shouted, he sat up and moved forward, and his behavior was vigorous and well-behaved.

Then another red scarf holds two white flags in his hand, jumping and dancing, and advancing like a whirlwind, which is called "flag swing". Behind him are more than a hundred soldiers with flower-making light-stricken soldiers, with flags in front, each holding pheasant tails, barbarian cards, lacquer guns, wooden knives, first formed a rank, worshiping and dancing to open doors and grabbing bridges, and finally formed a "Cannon Moon Formation".

The musician played the "Manpai Order", and two people went out to dance, like a stab, one was struggling, and the other was a stale servant. They appeared seven times in succession, either with guns or cards, or with swords. Suddenly, a sound of thunderbolt exploded, and everyone was shocked, but it was called "firebuchet". The swords, guns, shields and players retreated one after another. At this time, fireworks were rising, with masks spreading hair and wolf teeth and fireworks on their mouths. People like ghosts and gods came on the stage. The leader was wearing a short green golden flower dress, gold soap, and feet, carrying a large gong with them, and dancing in steps, which was called "Holding the Gong" to exorcise evil and pray for blessings.

Everyone was cheering again, as if the entire Luoyang City was trembling slightly in the cheers.

Yang Chongyi, who was standing next to him, looked at all this, but was speechless. Zeng Baohua couldn't help but ask, "Chongyi, why are you sad?"

"Brother Hua, when I saw this scene, I couldn't help but think of Nanhua Temple, all over Hebei, and the situation we encountered along the way down the mountain, and I didn't know what to say for a moment. It was just that inside and outside the city, but the world and hell were different from the world."
Chapter completed!