The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 228: The east wind puts flowers on thousands of trees at night
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As a major festival in the Yu Dynasty, the Shangyuan Festival is naturally very grand.
All kinds of lanterns were lit up in the capital city, there were firecrackers on the streets, and there were various performance teams spontaneously organized by the people.
For example, there is a stage set up on the wide street to sing a big opera.
Also like walking on stilts.
Another example is the lion dance.
There is no dragon dance, because the dragon symbolizes the emperor, and it is against the rules for you to throw the emperor around.
But if you want to ask about the most popular place during the Lantern Festival, it is not the brothel or the red sleeves, but the Orchid Courtyard.
Tonight's Lanting Collection is not only a poetry show, but also a Shangyuan Lantern Festival.
Of course, in the hearts of people in Beijing, this poetry meeting is naturally the most important thing. However, not everyone’s articles can reach the third floor of Lanting Pavilion in the poetry meeting, but everyone can participate in the lantern festival. , and can obtain corresponding rewards.
Fu Xiaoguan and his party had just walked to the pier of Weiyang Lake after coming down from Sifang Tower when they saw a group of teenagers from the Lanting Poetry Club headed by Qin Wenzhe.
One of the young men Fu Xiaoguan met once was Dong Xiuhuai, the son of Dong Xiangfang, Dong Shulan’s second uncle.
Fu Xiaoguan and this group of young people bowed their hands in greeting and took several colorful boats to Lantingji.
Although it is only the beginning of the Youshi period and there is still an hour before the Lanting Poetry Festival, the huge Lantingji is already crowded with people.
The lantern festival has begun.
All kinds of lanterns hang in the air, and the riddles are written on the lanterns.
Many people were looking at this thing, thinking hard, or laughing.
Fu Xiaoguan is also very interested in this thing because he has never seen it in his previous life.
The same is true for Su Su. Of course, her interest is not in the mystery on the lanterns, but in these various beautiful lanterns.
Dong Shulan was in high spirits and stopped in front of a flying fish lantern. The riddle on the lantern was: The general will draw the cart with a hint.
This thing is quite difficult, this was Fu Xiaoguan's first thought, and then he saw Dong Shulan frowning in thought. After a long time, she smiled and said happily to Fu Xiaoguan: "I know what the word is."
To be honest, Fu Xiaoguan was really not good at this thing, so he asked: "What's the word?"
"It's just a word."
"What's the explanation?"
“The general draws a rook, the general removes a rook, a dot is placed on top, and the word 子 is placed below. Isn’t it just the word ‘zi’?”
Fu Xiaoguan suddenly realized it, and all the students praised it. Dong Shulan happily took the lantern and went to Mr. Lanting. When he came back, he held a beautifully sewn little rabbit in his hand.
The students also became interested and dispersed among the lanterns, each looking at the lantern riddles. Many of them learned something.
Fu Xiaoguan didn't. He looked at Dong Xiuhuai, who was a little embarrassed. After all, he was not a member of the Lanting Poetry Society.
"What my father means is... let's see if I can accompany you to attend the Wu Dynasty Cultural Conference. In addition, my father wants to invite you and Sister Shulan to my house for a banquet tomorrow..."
Dong Xiuhuai was very embarrassed. After saying this with some difficulty, he raised his head and looked at Fu Xiaoguan. He was very shy and added: "Of course, if you have already decided on the candidate, or it is not convenient, It’s okay if I don’t go.”
Fu Xiaoguan patted Dong Xiuhuai's shoulder and said with a smile: "It takes a hundred people anyway, so it is better to benefit one's own family than to benefit others."
"So, you agree to take me there?" Dong Xiuhuai asked happily.
Fu Xiaoguan nodded, "Don't say anything, I take this matter to heart. I will just fill in your name when the time comes."
Dong Xiuhuai took a deep breath and bowed to Fu Xiaoguan, the joy on his face uncontrollable.
He had thought a lot, thinking that he was not familiar with Fu Xiaoguan, that his literary talent was not outstanding, and whether Fu Xiaoguan would take him seriously with such a great reputation.
Tonight he mustered up the courage to say it, but he didn't expect Fu Xiaoguan to agree without thinking.
This brother-in-law is very good!
"What are you talking about?" Qin Wenzhe walked over with a cloth monkey in his hand.
"Let's talk about this lantern riddle." Fu Xiaoguan pointed to the lantern in front of him: Looking south at the lone star with eyebrows rising, "Brother Wenzhe, what do you think this word is?"
When Qin Wenzhe heard this, he thought, did Fu Xiaoguan want to test me?
So he calmed down, looked at the lantern riddle very attentively, and began to think hard.
What a pity, Fu Xiaoguan just asked Qin Wenzhe in a casual way, but it caused Qin Wenzhe to be trapped in it and unable to extricate himself.
Fu Xiaoguan shrugged his shoulders and looked back. Su Su and Dong Shulan had disappeared, and Su Rou was the only one beside him.
Su Rou did not embroider. She looked at the lantern riddles with great interest, her slender eyes wider than usual.
Shangguan Miao came to Fu Xiaoguan's side and asked, "Did Brother Fu gain anything?"
Fu Xiaoguan spread his hands: "I can't guess a single thing."
"Haha!"
Shangguan Miao didn't think Fu Xiaoguan's words were funny at all.
You can’t guess it, how can others guess it?
This boy is so low-key and does not compete with these teenagers for the limelight of this lantern. This is courtesy. He is indeed a great talent who has deeply studied the books of sages!
"It's okay if you don't guess this thing, leaving some way for others to survive. It's just a poetry meeting, so don't hide your clumsiness..." Shangguan Miao suddenly approached Fu Xiaoguan and said in a low voice: "I'll tell you some news in advance. From what I heard from grandpa, your article "The Youth of the Yu Dynasty" is expected to be selected tonight. Grandpa thinks that this article is very likely to pass and will be included in the essays of Thousand Steles. As for where it will be, grandpa thinks it is the word A. The first column, but the final result will have to wait for the other four great scholars to vote together."
Fu Xiaoguan was quite surprised. These thousands of stone tablets are not taboo on meat and vegetables, but tonight is clearly the Lantern Festival, so how could he use that article to explain it?
He did not ask, but smiled calmly, "If that article could be passed down to the world, it would be more meaningful than these poems."
Shangguan Miao, as a martial artist and a half-literary man, deeply believed in this.
That is a shocking article. If it can inspire the young people of the Yu Dynasty to take on their important responsibilities and make them work hard, the rise of the Yu Dynasty will be just around the corner!
At this moment, Su Su jumped up to Fu Xiaoguan's side, holding two bunches of candied haws in her hand.
Licked the one on the left, and then licked the one on the right. Susu was very satisfied, with a happy smile on her face. She felt that this was probably the place where the world of mortals was better than the Taoist temple.
……
As the night progresses, Jinling City is illuminated red by various lanterns and trees, as if it were daytime.
In the Jinling Mansion Yamen, Governor Ning Yuchun rubbed his brows, this is already the twelfth stampede accident!
"Order the northern and southern government agencies to send more manpower to focus on strengthening the prevention of Lantingji, Yuhuatai, Qingluan Lane, and the Qinhuai River Bank and other places where the crowds are most concentrated. Those who commit crimes will be directly captured, and those who are drunk and causing trouble will be taken down directly. Take it down directly, and pay special attention to fire prevention. There are so many lanterns, it will be bad if they burn..."
At the same time, several beggars appeared in all the prosperous places in Jinling City.
They didn't attract anyone's attention because there were beggars in Jinling City.
There is nothing different about these beggars. They were originally squatting under the corner, looking indifferently at the prosperity of the world, but now they stood up, or climbed up the wall, or climbed up the treetops.
Then...
A lot of paper floated down from the sky, just like fallen leaves flying in the autumn wind.
Most of the papers fell on the heads of the crowd. People picked up the papers and looked up, but they did not see the beggars leaving.
They took the paper and read it, and then they exclaimed in surprise, then in disbelief, and finally, while whispering to each other, they confirmed that what was written on the paper was true!
"Fei An, the greatest sinner in the world!"
The simple title is enough to arouse everyone's interest.
"In the second year of Xuanli, the southern frontier army fought with the Wu Dynasty in Qishan Mountain and was defeated!
Fei An, then the southern frontier general, ordered his deputy general Lin Ping to massacre 800 villagers from the Yu Dynasty at the foot of Qishan Mountain! Behead 800 people and send them to the capital to claim credit!
For his own selfish gain and lawlessness, the traitor Fei An dyed his red robe red with the blood of eight hundred villagers of the Yu Dynasty!
However, if people don’t know it, they have to do nothing but themselves. I survived that massacre, and I came to Shangjing. I want to prosecute this traitor’s perverse crimes to the world!
The blood of eight hundred villagers has long since gone cold. They were buried deep in the mountains and no one knew about them. But there is a **** at the top of your head! Justice will not be late! Those eight hundred headless souls gathered at the foot of Qi Mountain and never dispersed.
They are unwilling!
Because not only is this traitor not dead, he is still farming in Nanling County!
I would like to ask the officials of the Yu Dynasty, what is the so-called law?
I want to ask the people of the Yu Dynasty whether you still have blood!
I want to ask Fei An, with your arrogant ambition, have you ever thought that you would be punished by God!
For the sake of fairness and justice in the Yu Dynasty, for the eight hundred innocent souls who cry every night, for the sky of the Yu Dynasty not to be blinded by the evil spirit of the villain, and for the sake of the bright future of the Yu Dynasty - I propose that everyone who receives this letter People, go to the Yamen of Jinling Mansion to write a book for the people to avenge the grievances of the eight hundred villagers, and send the traitor Fei An to the guillotine as a sacrifice to the world! ”
"How could this happen?"
"Otherwise, how could the traitor Fianna retire from the position of general of the southern frontier army?"
"How can this be done? Going into seclusion is useless!"
"Yes, yes, let's go, let's go to Jinling Prefecture to go to Wanminshu!"
"Kill Feian!"
"For fairness and justice!"
"..."
The crowd was huge, like a long dragon. The momentum was so great that it shook the sky!
Jingyu Wei Jin Qianhu was shocked. He immediately sent his men back to the government office to deliver the leaflet. Then he slashed his sword in the street to stop the crowd at Yuhuatai.
But the crowd drowned him like a tide. He was unable to draw his sword, and he did not dare to draw it.
He abandoned his horse and flew away, stepping on countless heads. His eyes searched everywhere, and then he saw a beggar leaving in the distance.
He jumped up and landed on the beggar's neck with his knife.
"Tell me, who is the instigator behind this?"
The beggar slowly turned around, stared at Jin Qianhu, and suddenly smiled, "The skin you wear should represent justice. Instead of catching the traitor, you came to catch me - do you know what it means to sacrifice your life for righteousness? ”
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and slapped the knife on his neck. The knife struck into his neck, and blood flowed out along the knife.
He was still smiling, but his eyes fell on those lanterns and flower trees. They were so beautiful and fascinating.
"Justice...will not be late!"
He still smiled and fell to the ground!