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Chapter 37 Nearly

In summer, Chang'an City is a little more lazy, the sunlight is hot, the thin shirt sways, and the walking becomes lazy, but as the Dragon Boat Festival gets closer, the atmosphere in the city becomes fresh like willow branches after the rain.

"...I want to eat rice dumplings..."

Nuannuan sat in the yard to wrap rice dumplings, answering Xue Qing's inquiry.

"What else?" Xue Qing asked. She didn't make rice dumplings because gentlemen stayed away from the kitchen. As a boy, she would not do these things, although she did not agree with this concept.

"...Eat white balls... powder balls... chewing gum fruit..." Nuannuan reported it in one breath, and saliva was flowing.

Xue Qing smiled and patted her head with the rice dumpling leaves.

"Besides eating," she asked.

"Railing dragon boats." The voice of cicada eloquent came from outside.

Xue Qing looked at the girl protruding her head at the yard gate and waved with a smile.

Cicada Yi came in with a plate of glutinous rice dumplings.

"My mother just steamed it." she said.

Nuannuan didn't care about making rice dumplings and brought them to eat, so of course she didn't forget to peel one for Xue Qing.

"It will be very lively then, everyone will go and see it." Chanyi continued, "It's not far from your academy."

There is a small river at the foot of Liudaoquan Mountain, where spring water flows into it, and the small river winds into a large river, which leads to a canal, feeding the farmland and land around Chang'an City.

Xue Qing nodded.

"Of course I have to see it." she said.

"Qingzi, aren't you going to participate in the Cuju competition?" Chanyi said, "Tomorrow will begin, are you ready?"

The Cuju race at Changle Club of Zhangliantang was held the day before the Dragon Boat Festival, but the competitions of the children are not so noticeable than the Dragon Boat Festival. It is just as a warm-up for the celebration of the Dragon Boat Festival, and the location is also by the river of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Cuju is played by adults and children, but it didn't take long for the young people to compete. Originally, a young master who served as the magistrate liked Cuju. In order to make good friends with the magistrate, the local wealthy family asked some young children in their family to play Cuju with him. Later, the magistrate left with the magistrate's transfer. The teenagers kept playing Cuju, which gradually became a way for young people in Chang'an City to make friends, especially the establishment of a special Cuju club. In addition to classmates and classmates in the poetry club, young people also had a more relationship.

There are four major tribes in Chang'an City, Pei, Zhang, Wang and Liu, and eight major tribes in royal relatives, culture, martial arts and nobles. The relationship is also complicated, and interests are divided and reunited.

The first to establish the Cuju Society was the children of the Liu family in Wangxianqiao, called Wuling Society, which gathered a group of children who had close ties with the Liu family.

"Wulings are young and Jinshi East, and the silver saddle and white horses are experiencing the spring breeze." Xue Qing said.

Chanyi looked at her in surprise.

"Qingzi, are you writing poetry?" She was surprised in her eyes, "I can write poetry these days in school."

Xue Qing smiled.

"This should be Li Bai's poem," she said.

Although there are many differences, some celebrities still appear, such as Li Bai, who is still a poetic poet here. Although Wuling is here, Chang'an is not that famous Chang'an. She is not very clear whether Li Bai has done this poem, because she has to read too many books and she has no time or interest in contact with poetry.

Li Bai is indeed very famous. He has never read the book and Chanyi knows that he read Xue Qing’s poem again.

"So that's how it comes from," she said, "You really know a lot after studying."

Of course, this is not something I can understand after reading these days, Xue Qing smiled.

"Where is the Changle Club of Young Master Liantang? Which poem comes from?" Chanyi asked again.

"This is probably about being content and having fun in Chang'an City." Xue Qing said with a smile.

Chanyi understands this sentence better, it is just a big saying.

"It's not as powerful as Wulingshe." She was a little disappointed.

Xue Qing put the last bite of rice dumpling into his mouth and licked his fingers.

"That's not the case." She said, "It's also elegant and more powerful."

The Wuling Society of the Liu family is like its name, taking a high-end route. Most of the members are noble children, and they are not accepted by the eight major families. The barrier formed by their status is insurmountable and they can only look up high.

But Zhang Liantang's Changle Club is different. Although Zhang Liantang comes from the Zhang family, she likes to make friends with upstarts and even common people, which has a bit of a sense of being a king, prince, general and minister.

Although it was just a teenager who had fun in Cuju, there was also a meaningful feeling underneath it, revealing the choices of various families to confront each other.

Life is not easy anywhere, but fortunately she is just a bystander, just watch quietly and follow the flow.

Xue Qing wiped his sticky hands after eating rice dumplings and stood up.

"I should go to practice martial arts." She said, "Chanyi, do you want to learn together?"

Cicada covers her mouth and smiles.

"I need to learn whatever you learn," she said.

"It's always good to learn more." Xue Qing said, smiling again, "But there's nothing to learn nothing."

After saying that, she waved her hand and walked out.

Chanyi looked at her back with her face on her face.

"Xue Qing is really hardworking." She sighed, "It's not ugly... Why don't Miss Guo like it..."

When a girl says that she likes boys, she is always ashamed.

Her face turned red and she turned her head embarrassedly to see Nuannuan beside her and said a hug.

"Why did you eat it? Be careful of your stomach hurt..."

"It's delicious... I haven't finished eating, I've left it for my aunt..."

............

It was dark on the fourth day of the fifth month. Xue Qing opened her eyes and got up as usual, but she did not wear her usual long gown, but put on the clothes of Cuju Club.

"Be careful." Xue's mother followed her and kept reminding her, "Don't bump into it, don't bump into it, do not bump into it, do not bump into it, do not bump into it, dodge people and avoid the ball."

Xue Qing laughed when she heard this, and before she could speak, a humming sound came from the door.

"Then why are you playing Cuju?"

Xue Qing and Xue's mother looked at it and saw Guo Zi'an hidden in the morning mist against the corner of the wall... The child was waiting for her to leave together.

"Young Master Zi'an, please take care of Qingzi more." Xue's mother whispered.

"Don't worry, mom, I'm a substitute, I may not be on the stage." Xue Qing smiled and patted her arm, "I'm going."

After saying that, he walked to Guo Zi'an.

"Let's go."

Guo Zian sneered.

"Let's go." He said, "I haven't waited for you, I'm waiting for Ziqian."

Well, Xue Qing shrugged and stopped talking and strode away, and the sound of running footsteps rang out on the street.

Xue's mother looked at Guo Zi'an standing there and wanted to say a few more good things, but Guo Zi'an turned his head and Xue's mother went in, leaving Guo Zi'an standing alone in front of the door.

.........

It’s early in the summer, and perhaps more people are on the Dragon Boat Festival street, and the blacksmith shop is still busy, and the summer is like a steamer.

Xue Qing even thought that the iron slayer was not resting all day long. She ran past the blacksmith shop and soon came to the fish shop.

"Aunt..." This time, the woman who was selling fish said without waiting for the fish to speak, and she took the initiative to say hello.

The woman selling fish babbles.

"Don't call him aunt," she said, "Call him sister."

Women all the same in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, Xue Qing smiled.

"Sister, I will participate in the Cuju competition today." She said, "You see."

The Guo family didn't know much about Xue Qing's participation in Cuju, and she didn't want to tell them, but she didn't know why she wanted to tell the woman.

Maybe I am a little proud in my heart and even more relaxed when facing familiar strangers.

The fish seller babbled again.

"Okay." She said, "Young man, you should buy more of my fish if you win."

Xue Qing waved his hand and ran away, leaving the city to slow down. Although he didn't know if he would play today, it was always right to save his energy and prepare for it.

This was her first social event in ancient times. Just like joining a club when she was in school, Xue Qing's eyes were filled with laughter and she walked slowly towards the location of the Cuju competition.

It was already dawning, and the Guo family became a little noisy.

"Mother, hurry up, I won't be able to occupy a good place if I go too late." Guo Baoer urged.

Mrs. Guo walked out while putting beaded hairpins on her hair.

"What's the hurry? There are not many people watching, so why can't there be no place?" she smiled.

This is just a fun for the young people. It is not a grand event in the city, and it is not a waste of playing Cuju, which is a skilled Cuju. So it does not attract people all over the city to watch like the dragon boat race. It is just a woman who participates in the competition, as well as some girls who love Cuju, or who can go out to walk during the festival and see if there is any fun.

Although there are Guo Zi'an and Guo Ziqian, Guo Baoer didn't go to see him before, and he disliked a group of people chasing Cuju and running, which was stupid and boring.

"Why do you want to support Zi'an and the others this time?" asked Mrs. Guo, pulling Guo Baoer out of the house, and the maids and servants in the yard surged like water.

"I'm going to see the scabby dog ​​make a fool of himself." Guo Baoer said with a snorting.

Mrs. Guo babbled, and then she realized that Xue Qing had also participated in Cuju.

"Is it Zi'an's arrangement again?" She frowned slightly, "Don't mess around."
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