Seven years have passed since the unification of Daxia.
But the cultural differences between the north and the south are still huge. In Guanyun City, Mid-Autumn Festival is a time for families to reunite and drink together until they are drunk, while in Jinling City, Mid-Autumn Festival is a time for people to recite poems, appreciate the moon, and chat about the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Janggeum Castle and Taelim Castle, the former capitals of Fan State and Yi State, did not have the Mid-Autumn Festival in the past, but after unification, they have gradually developed the custom of celebrating this festival.
Chi Lechuan, Xixia Autonomous Prefecture, and the former Liao Dynasty, now the Great Xia Yuanbei Road, were originally ethnic minorities and had no custom of celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival. With the exchange of trade and the influx of a large number of Han people in recent years, the residents of those places gradually accepted such a festival.
On the contrary, the former Ryukyu Kingdom, now the Far East Province, was deeply influenced by the culture of the previous Wu Dynasty and attached greater importance to the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Guanyun City held a Mid-Autumn Festival celebration, initiated by the Queen Mother. She invited all the civil and military officials of Guanyun City, as well as the wealthy merchants in Guanyun City, to hold a grand fireworks show at Liuyuntai.
On the same day, a grand poetry gathering was held at the Lantingji in Jinling under the auspices of Yan Shidao. Although it seems that no talented person in the world can surpass His Majesty in poetry, this culture needs to be passed on.
Your Majesty has sent a letter saying that nowadays everyone in Daxia is pursuing profit. This is both a good thing and a bad thing. When everyone is pursuing profit, as the government, we must make sure everyone understands the moral bottom line!
We need to remove the dross and retain the essence of what our ancestors have passed down, and promote it so that people all over the country understand what money can be earned and what money cannot be earned. Therefore, this requires the people to have a certain cultural literacy and cognitive vision.
Poetry gatherings were the most prosperous cultural events in the former Yu Dynasty, but they have begun to fade in recent years. This is not a good thing. After having enough food and clothing, people still have to pursue spiritual enrichment.
Therefore, the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival, which was originally organized spontaneously by Lantingji, is now led by the government in order to pass on this literary gathering.
As for whether the poetry is good or not, that is not important. What is important is participation.
Life in the Far East, far away at sea, is now countless times better than before. With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, it is naturally celebrated with great fanfare.
The city of Ezo was also filled with lanterns. Although they did not know much about poetry and prose, they still participated in activities such as visiting the garden and guessing lantern riddles.
Fujiwara no Kiyo was directing the servants to hang lanterns in the yard when Sakura and Princess Yu Shurong walked in with a pile of food.
"I knew you wouldn't go to Shangxiang Garden to guess riddles. Let's just get together and celebrate the festival." Sakura said with a smile and asked the servants to put the food boxes on the table in the yard.
Yu Shurong walked over and took Fu Ouyou, who was just over a year old, from the hands of an old nanny. She held Fu Ouyou in her arms and leaned over to kiss her pink and tender face. "Little Ouyou, grow up quickly. When you grow up, go and become the top female scholar!"
Fujiwara no Kiyoshi chuckled, "She's even taking the top female exam. I hope she'll be interested in business when she grows up so I can hand over the businesses to her."
"What a lucky life you have," Yu Shurong stretched out her finger and poked Fu Ou's cheek, "your father was a small landlord in Linjiang. Although he had thousands of acres of fertile land, it seemed that it was not as good as the huge family property your mother has bought for you."
"By the way, Fujiwara, I heard that guy went to fight in some Peacock Kingdom again?"
Fujiwara Noriaki made a pot of tea and smoothed the strands of hair from her ears. "He, how can he be idle?"
"Come, come, sit down and have a cup. This tea was sent here by the Empress. It's genuine tribute tea..."
After saying this, Fujiwara Norihiko's face looked a little gloomy. "I'm afraid he has forgotten me. After returning from the Leah Continent... he didn't even stay in Ezo Port for a moment."
Sakura sat opposite Fujiwara Noriaki and said, "That's not right. If he really had forgotten you, would he have sent these maids to serve you and Ch'ou?"
"Besides, since the Empress has sent you tribute tea, I'm guessing all ten Empresses know about your affair. And your cooperation with the Great Xia Golden Phoenix Group is excellent. It's not just the canned fish and shrimp, but even our Far East's grain and cloth business is booming... So don't overthink it. One day, he'll come to take you and your daughter away. Then enjoy your life."
Yu Shurong also sat down with Xiao Youou in her arms and said with a smile, "I know Yu Wenjun's personality. She might say she doesn't want to, but she will eventually accept this reality."
"Back when we were in Linjiang and Jinling, Dong Shulan went to Linjiang on my orders. She was the first to get to know Fu Xiaoguan. She and Wenyun were very close friends, so she told Wenyun about Fu Xiaoguan."
"You don't know, Wen Yun ran to Linjiang the next day... She seemed to have been to Linjiang twice, yes, yes, the latter time was with my sister-in-law, Concubine Shang, and she also fell in love with Fu Xiaoguan."
"In the end, she and Dong Shulan both married Fu Xiaoguan. But Fu Xiaoguan was so outstanding that he had more and more women around him."
"Wenyun once complained to me when she returned to the palace, but in the end, she still accepted those women. You don't have to think too much about it. Just like Yinghua said, when the time comes, Fu Xiaoguan will definitely take you and your daughter back."
"He is not a heartless person. I believe I can see this clearly."
Fujiwara no Kisho raised an eyebrow, poured tea for the two of them, looked at the bright moon in the sky, was silent for a moment, and whispered: "Actually... I've gotten used to being alone these years. With Xiao Ranchu by my side, I feel that life is more stable."
"It doesn't matter whether he picks me up or not. I just hope he can come visit my daughter occasionally when he has time. I don't want my daughter to grow up without knowing what her father looks like."
Fujiwara no Kiso was a strong woman, but no matter how strong a woman was, when families were reunited, she would always have some expectations in her heart.
Such an expectation became a luxury because of Fu Xiaoguan's identity. She had some complaints in her heart, but she never told anyone about it. She still had to maintain his dignity.
"Ah...men, as for men, ordinary men have to shoulder the burden of supporting their families, but men like him have to shoulder the burden of the entire country."
"Let's not talk about him anymore. Come on, have some tea and try this dessert. It's also sent from the palace. It's called mooncake."
A full moon hangs high in the night sky.
Its radiance spread across the vast territory of Daxia, and also spread over the city of Alia, which had already begun to take shape on the continent of Leah.
On this day, in the luxurious palace of Alia City, Alia gave birth to a baby boy. The moment his loud cry sounded, countless people in the palace knelt down.
Alia opened her weak eyes and looked at her son beside her with tenderness. Her heart was filled with pride. At this moment, she was thinking of the man who was thousands of miles away.
He has to know because his son needs him to give him a name.
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