The Spring Festival is followed by the Lantern Festival.

This year's Lantern Festival can be regarded as a lot of liveliness, and every household is hung with lanterns, all kinds of colors.

Customs such as putting river lanterns and guessing lantern riddles can be seen in the city.

What Lu Chensheng didn't expect was that a lantern riddle he had made before actually appeared in the city.

Qiong Yue was stunned for a moment when she saw this lantern riddle.

"By the way, husband, you haven't said what the answer to this lantern riddle is?"

Qiong Yue said with a little curiosity, even the fifth junior high school and the others were also extremely curious.

After all, this riddle has been solved until now, and it seems that no one has solved it.

"The answer to the puzzle is a mystery."

When Lu Chensheng heard this, he responded directly.

"Confused? Why is it a mystery? ”

The fifth year of junior high school was a little puzzled, and she hadn't yet seen what this anagram meant.

"Guess the word puzzle, but there are no words on the riddle, isn't it a mystery to remove the words."

When Lu Chensheng heard this, he replied.

When the two heard this, they immediately realized.

I see, they also said what it means, but they didn't expect it to be in it.

The riddle has no words, that is a mystery, if you see through it you can guess it immediately, but unfortunately I haven't thought of this aspect.

The Lantern Festival in the city is very lively, and after the Lantern Festival, everything will return to its usual appearance.

The work of the work, the study of the workshop, is still going on.

Everything seems to be back on track, and under the Pingyun Mountains, a big canal is also being dug up little by little.

When this canal is excavated, the situation of water shortage outside the plug will be much improved, and if the Tartars are expelled, even the outside of the plug can be cultivated.

After the Lantern Festival, Erhu and others also returned to Xinghan City one by one under the escort of a group of people and continued to go to school.

Shouyue didn't know how to persuade her, but some of the women responded and learned some medical skills one after another, and took some corpses for experiments.

The winter outside the Seychelles is relatively long, and when the snow melts, spring also ushers in.

The experimental field continued to experiment, and another 100,000 acres of land were reclaimed in the city to grow rice.

The method of cultivation and the various details of fertilization are all in the book of the two tigers, and there is a detailed record, as long as the cultivation is written above, there is no problem.

The spring rain is falling thinly, and there is a bit of chill in the wind.

Lu Chensheng enjoyed a rare quiet in the house, perhaps because of the rainy day, Lu Chensheng had nothing to deal with at this time.

Taking advantage of this kung fu, Lu Chensheng rarely practiced calligraphy for a while.

"Lady, did you say that if you go back to sweep the tomb for your husband during the Qingming Festival, will it be dangerous?"

While practicing calligraphy, Lu Chensheng said to Qiong Yue, who was holding Yueyue.

Qiong Yue's face suddenly changed when she heard this, "Xianggong, now that you are in the eyes of Emperor Jiang Guo, it is still a thorn in the eye, even if you want to sweep the tomb, you are not in a hurry, why do you have to go back at this time?" ”

This time, if someone knows about it, who knows if Lu Chensheng is so happy this time that he can run out?

It's a risk.

Before the big thing happens, it is really irrational to do such a risky trick.

Lu Chensheng really wanted to go back and go to the pillar incense or something, but deep down he also knew that this matter was quite dangerous.

Seeing Qiong Yue so serious, she nodded helplessly.

"The husband is just saying, I really want to go back to the pillar incense, and it's not too late to think about it when the big thing happens."

Lu Chensheng said so, but thinking that he hadn't been to Jiuniang's grave for a long time, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Go back and let people buy some peach saplings and come back, husband, don't worry, someone will keep it over there to take care of."

Qiong Yue was relieved, knowing her husband's feelings for Jiu Niang, it is normal for her to want to go back to worship now.

However, in terms of the current situation, if Lu Chensheng goes back, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

The emperor of Jiang Guo is not a good man and a woman.

In addition, Xinghan City is developing very well now, but everything is still under the condition that Lu Chensheng is still there.

In case the husband is arrested, this Xinghan City will be over, and the husband will be gone before he starts a business.

Lu Chensheng practiced calligraphy, and he had nothing to do with his own lady's proposal.

The taste of the world is as thin as a veil for many years, who makes the horseback rider Jinghua.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in Shenzhen and Hong Kong.

The dwarf paper is oblique and idle, and the fine milk plays tea in the sunny window.

Plain clothes don't sigh in the dust, and they can go home as if they were Qingming.

"Hey, my uncle has written poetry! But it's been a long time since I've seen my uncle write poems! ”

Xiaoyu was afraid of the cold, so she made a fire in the room, burning agarwood, and when the agarwood burned, an extremely strong fragrance came out, and the house was full of fragrance inside and out.

When Qiong Yue heard this, she also looked over, her husband hadn't written poetry for a long time.

Since coming to this star Seoul, I usually play chess, practice calligraphy, fishing and other things, and I am far away from my husband.

It's just that today's spring rain is continuous, and there are not many things, so that the husband has a rare leisure.

Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in Shenzhen and Hong Kong...

Several people sat around, carefully looked at the poems written by Lu Chensheng, and then savored the poetry.

The fifth day of junior high school also came over at this moment, originally she was doing the accounts on the side, but after listening to Xiaoyu talk about the son writing poems, she couldn't wait to come over.

After reading the poems, I can't help but have my eyes full of brilliance.

"Childe hasn't written poems for a long time, but this poem is still a first-class work, and the poetry collection sold outside is probably going to be updated."

Chu Wu looked at the poems in front of him, and then pursed his lips and smiled.

Lu Chensheng was slightly stunned when he listened, "Poetry collection? What poetry collection? ”

"Childe still doesn't know? Someone outside included all of Childe's poems, and then published a book of poems, which was full of poems written by Childe. ”

The fifth day of the first month explained on the side, this is the last time the talented girls of the Great Cangguo came here, and the fifth day of the first year knew by chance.

Because those talented women feel that Lu Chensheng has been in Xinghan City for some time, there should be some poems to be made, and then they want to include them.

However, he didn't get the news that Lu Chensheng had new poems appearing, but let the fifth junior high school know about the poetry collection.

When Lu Chensheng heard this, he immediately opened his mouth slightly, and before Lu Chensheng could say anything, he continued on the fifth day of the junior high school.

"I heard that the collection of poems is still relatively expensive, and it costs one or two silver to complete it, and some rich people will buy ten or eight volumes."

Lu Chensheng frowned when he heard this, "It's so expensive?" The money was actually made by those guys, and we didn't get anything. ”

Lu Chensheng was a little crooked.

"Hehe, since Childe has written a new poem, if he writes a few more, when the fifth day of the new year is over, he will be printed, and he can sell it for a lot of money."

The fifth day of the first month is proposed on the side.

Lu Chensheng nodded Chu Wu's smooth forehead, "Forget it, there is no need to earn this money, paper and wine or something, which is not more profitable than this?" ”

Lu Chensheng didn't want to make this money after all, and shook his head and refused the kindness of the fifth year of junior high school.

Listening to Childe's words on the fifth day of junior high school, I thought about it and felt right, where did this money come from Xinghan City to make a living, and make a lot of money?

But Childe's poem is really well written, and I see that the young lady probably didn't think about the meaning of taking this poem, and when the table was cleaned up later, put it away.

The fifth day of junior high glanced at the poems on the table, and made an calculation in his heart.

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