Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 573: Jianghua Lights

It was the dead of night, but as Ji Yuan said, neither Xiao Du nor Xiao Ling could fall asleep in the Xiao Mansion.

The wife beside Xiao Ling has already fallen asleep, and he is still lying in bed unable to sleep. This time it is not only because of the reason of marrying a concubine, but also because of the news that his condition, Yin Zhaoxian, has improved. According to the outside world, it can be regarded as a rumor in the market. But what his father said after returning from the palace basically confirmed this fact.

To be honest, Xiao Ling still respects Yin Zhaoxian very much. He is also a scholar. Although he is almost twenty years younger than Yin Zhaoxian, he can be regarded as having participated in the same imperial examination together. In recent years, Yin's official ambitions have been a bit Anyone with a sharp eye can see it, and he can almost be regarded as a true kind of person who is loyal and dedicated to the world. Even though his father is such a harsh man, he secretly hates Yin Zhaoxian to death, but he still has to admire Yin Zhaoxian, but what he admires is not his greatness and integrity, but his admiration for Yin Zhaoxian's ability to maintain this kind of behavior even though his methods are not pedantic. A sense of righteousness.

In this era, the truly capable scholars almost all have a dream of becoming a good official before they become an official. Even if many people degenerate later, this cannot be erased. Even those who have already degenerated, almost all respect Yin Zhaoxian, especially This trend has become more and more common in recent years.

This is a kind of benign development. Over the years, the Yin family has not only paid attention to the development of all parties in Dazhen, but also focused on tracing its origins and vigorously developing education. In Yin Zhaoxian's words, it is "the character of a serious scholar". Below is The atmosphere was rectified, and there was an "idol" like Yin Zhaoxian standing on the top of the mountain who was shining brightly. With the actions of superiors and deeds, the atmosphere of the scholar class in Dazhen was getting better and better.

This is seen by the Yang royal family of Dazhen, the scholar-bureaucrat class, and some sensible people among the people of Dazhen. , with more than 20 years of hard work by the Yin family, Yin family disciples and people of insight from all walks of life, it is almost inevitable that Dazhen’s national power will grow stronger.

But when this seemingly good aspect conflicts with the interests of his own family, Xiao Ling feels very painful. The key is that he does not think that the Xiao family is not inherently wrong.

"Hey..."

Xiao Ling sighed. Unexpectedly, the sighing sound woke up the wife next to him, or she was not asleep at all. She opened her eyes and turned to look at her husband, but she didn’t know what to say. In her mind As a woman, it is not appropriate for women to get involved in foreign affairs, let alone officialdom, which she does not understand at all.

"Did it wake you up?"

Duan Muwan shook her head.

"Mr., go to sleep. If you have anything to do, think about it tomorrow."

"Yeah."

Xiao Ling nodded, tightened the quilt and closed her eyes. After a few breaths, Duan Muwan reached out and touched her husband's cheek, showing a slightly surprised look. Her husband actually fell asleep, so quickly?

On the other side of the Xiao Mansion, Xiao Du was also asleep. He sat on the sofa in the study and read by the light to calm down the irritability in his heart. However, after a few yawns, he fell asleep unknowingly. When the old servant came over to add hot tea, he saw that the master was asleep. He carefully took off Xiao Du's boots and took the quilt to cover him.

In their sleep, the father and son of the Xiao family got up each other in a daze. One got up from the bed in the bedroom, and the other got up from the study room. However, they were both fully clothed, as if they had forgotten when and where they were. , the surroundings were foggy, and the spirit was a little unclear.

"Uncle Wu~~~Uncle Wu~~~"

There was a faint sound coming from the distance. Xiao Du and Xiao Ling, the father and son, became a little more awake. They opened their respective doors and walked out slowly. The outside did not look like the Xiao Mansion, but a foggy place. Xiao The father and son both left the room, but they seemed unable to see each other. They just subconsciously walked away looking for the sound.

"Uncle Wu~~~Uncle Wu, where are you? It's me, it's me, Uncle Wu..."

This voice gave people a strange feeling, as if they wanted to shout but were afraid of the sound being too loud, giving off a sneaky feeling.

Although the father and son Xiao Du and Xiao Ling did not see each other, they walked through the thin night mist and saw a wide river in front of them. They lived in Fucheng, Gyeonggi Province, and it was absolutely impossible for them to go out with such a big river crossing. However, although the two of them seemed to be awake, their thoughts did not think of this, but continued to search for the sound and walked towards the river.

"Uncle Wu...Uncle Wu, Xiao has brought you wine..."

The low-pitched voice continued to shout. Xiao Du and Xiao Ling finally saw the man in the mist. It was a man wearing a scholar's long shirt and a square scarf, holding something in his hand. , although the appearance cannot be seen clearly due to the distance and fog, but looking at the slender figure, and a certain grace even though the steps are hurried, I subconsciously feel that the appearance is not too bad, and he does not seem to be old.

"Uncle Wu, Xiao is here..."

On the second time, Xiao Du and Xiao Ling clearly heard that this person's surname was actually Xiao, and they didn't know if he was the "Xiao" of the same family. The two of them did not get too close and looked at each other from a distance through the mist. , seeing the scholar put down what he was holding, it turned out to be two small jars of wine. He untied the rope on top, took a jar, and then struggled to pull out the stopper holding the red cloth. Then he walked to the riverside and poured the wine carefully. In the middle of the river.

"Tons, tons, tons, tons, tons..."

After the bottle cap was pulled off, the aroma of wine overflowed. The wine flowed into the river, drifting along the current and spreading out. The young man poured half of the jar, wiped his sweat and looked at the river surface. There seemed to be no movement.

At this moment, water splashed somewhere in the river.

Amidst the sound of the water, something seemed to be swimming from the middle of the river, quickly approaching the river bank. The young man pouring the wine subconsciously took a few steps back, and then there was a "bang" on the river surface. There was an explosion of waves, and a giant turtle sprang out half of its body. Its two front feet were propped on the shore, while its back half remained in the water. A turtle head stared at the young man who fell to the ground in fear on the shore.

"Uncle Wu! You, you are here, it's me, it's me, Xiao Jing! You, you should still remember me, right?"

"Hehehehe...of course I remember, why, you finally thought of repaying me? It's just that half a jar of wine is not enough!"

This huge turtle was actually able to speak out words, which startled Xiao Du and Xiao Ling who were hiding in the dark. However, the young man calmed down after the initial fright and quickly put the wine jar in his hand forward. Let go.

"Uncle Wu, there is still a jar and a half here. Although it is not a famous wine, the taste is definitely not bad. There is a family outside Chunhui Mansion that is very good at making wine. They produce their own distiller's grains and modify the formula for generations. They brew new wine every New Year. Ordinary people want to buy it. I can’t buy it yet!”

There was water flowing out of the river, slowly flowing to the edge of the two wine jars, and then holding up the wine jars and returning to the river. During this process, the old turtle kept his eyes on the scholar.

"It's good wine, but did you promise me back then that you would help me gather hundreds of lights and light them with lanterns in the river. Now half a year has passed, and you must have spent the windfall happily, my Where are the lights?”

The giant turtle was condescending, and a demonic aura overflowed, and a feeling of terror arose, which made the young man turn pale. He came over in a hurry, and had forgotten about the hundreds of lights, and there was an electric thought in his heart. He flashed quickly and said quickly.

"Uncle Wu, don't be angry. Uncle Wu, don't be angry. The villain was out of town some time ago. It was a bit inconvenient. It is best to find a harmonious home in Chunhui Mansion. As the saying goes, knowing people knows faces but does not know hearts. Although there are many kind people, the villain is afraid of making mistakes, but the villain promises that he will start collecting them immediately. There are tens of thousands of residents in Chunhui Mansion, and the villain is willing to collect thousands of lights!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha..."

The old turtle laughed.

"Old Turtle, I have practiced divination till now. Have you ever taken my affairs to heart? Do you think I don't know? Huh?"

At this moment, the old turtle's head showed a ferocious color, and the demonic aura appeared like the wind. The feeling of terror enveloped not only Xiao Jing, but also Xiao Du and Xiao Ling, making people feel like they were entering an ice cellar, and seemed to be about to fall. Beyond the cliff.

Xiao Jing immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Uncle Wu, please forgive me, Uncle Wu, please forgive me. I, I really intend to collect thousands of lights for you. You are the fairy in the river. How dare I, a mortal, deceive you!"

"Hmph..."

The old turtle looked at the young man in front of him and said calmly after a long time.

"Tell me, what do you want? I don't even want the lights of a thousand houses, I just want the lights of a hundred houses, and I need a kind house to hold the candle at night, do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, the villain understands, the villain will keep it in mind!"

Xiao Jing saluted repeatedly, and finally raised his head to look at Old Turtle.

"Uncle Wu, you have great magical powers. As a scholar, I have the ambition to serve as an official to benefit the people of the world. If you can help me, when I become a high official, let alone the lights of hundreds of families, there will be thousands of families. Lights will also be convenient! ”

Old Turtle lowered his head suddenly and stared at Xiao Jing.

"I told you at the beginning that if you want to get the windfall I am referring to, you will become a comfortable and wealthy man in this life. Now you want to be an official? The dynasty's dynasty and the way of official luck are not trivial. How can it be a divination? Can you determine a person’s official career? You don’t have real talent and knowledge, so don’t talk about it!”

"But other people also follow other ways, and you are always a demon..."

"Huh?"

The old turtle let out a low anger.

"Heroism? Are you referring to me, old turtle?"

"No, no, no, no, Uncle Wu is a fairy, how can he be a heretic? The villain is just, just..."

The old turtle sneered.

"Hmph, don't mention this matter again. I will point out the places where you can make a fortune, point out the way to wealth, and find a lucky beauty for you. You have gained a lot of blessings in this world."

After saying that, Lao Gui lowered his head and stared at Xiao Jing, who was sweating coldly.

"You have broken your promise several times. Instead of looking for a way to repay first, you have become more and more greedy. I'm afraid it will be a disaster for people like you to become an official. Find Shuyuanｗｗｗ.zｈhuyuan.com and find me a hundred lights. From now on Let’s clear things up. Don’t come to me before that!”

After the old turtle finished speaking, he slowly turned around, dived into the Chunmu River and disappeared amidst the sound of the water. After a long time, the water waves calmed down, and only Xiao Jing collapsed on the ground and gasped. It felt like just now It's about to be swallowed by monsters.

Xiao Du and Xiao Ling were also frightened. This had nothing to do with whether they knew martial arts or had experience. It was purely a direct impact on their minds at this moment.

After a long time, the young man on the shore stood up and left with a slight stagger. Looking from a distance, the young man looked a little ferocious and helpless.

Xiao Du and Xiao Ling hid in the fog, and saw that the fog seemed to be getting thicker. In a trance, the sky began to change rapidly between light and dark. There was an illusion that they had gone through many vicissitudes of life. The two father and son stood by the river, seemingly also What are you waiting for?

It seemed to be dawn one day, and the sky was still gray. There was a sound of horse hooves coming from far and near. There were about twenty riders, who looked like some kind of official servants. They rode to this place. After the deserted riverside, we all dismounted.

"Sir, this should be it." "Well, almost! Everyone, take out your things."

"Yes!"

These people were rummaging around in the pockets on their horses. Xiao Du and Xiao Ling saw what seemed to be candles, both red and white. Some of the white candles were dyed red, and they were clearly separated from each other. It was far away, but upon closer inspection you could tell it was blood.

"Sir, why do we bring the candles from the homes of these guilty officials to light up the lights here? They have all been killed, and we have come all the way here to light up the river. Why do we feel so scared?"

"Stop talking nonsense, stop trying to figure out the meaning above, maybe let go of your resentment! Get to work quickly!"

"Hey!" "Yes, yes!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, more than three hundred lit lanterns floated away in the river, and the fire seemed to be glowing with blood...