Chapter 228 Flowers Bloom on a Thousand Trees on the Night of the East Wind

As a major festival of the Yu Dynasty, the Shangyuan Festival is naturally very grand.

All kinds of lanterns were lit up in the capital, there were firecrackers on the streets, and there were various performance teams organized by the people.

For example, in the wide part of the street, there is a stage to sing a big opera.

Like walking on stilts.

For example, the lion dance.

There is no dragon dance, because the dragon symbolizes the emperor, and it is a bit unruly for you to mess around with the emperor.

But if you want to ask the most lively place in the Shangyuan Festival, it is not the Qinglou, nor the red sleeves, but the Lanting Collection.

Tonight's Lanting Festival is not only a poetry meeting, but also a Shangyuan Lantern Festival.

Of course, in the hearts of the people in Shangjing, this poetry meeting is naturally the most important thing, but not everyone's articles can go up to the third floor of the Lanting Pavilion, but the lantern festival is something that everyone can participate in and get the corresponding rewards.

Fu Xiaoguan and his entourage came down from the Sifang Building, and as soon as they walked to the pier of Weiyang Lake, they saw the group of teenagers from the Lanting Poetry Society headed by Qin Wenzhe.

Among them, there was a young Fu Xiaoguan who met once, he was Dong Xiuhuai, the son of Dong Shulan's second uncle, Dong Xiangfang.

Fu Xiaoguan and this group of teenagers bowed their hands and took several colorful boats to Lantingji.

Although it is only the beginning of the unitary time, there is still an hour before the Lanting Poetry Meeting, but the huge Lanting Collection is already crowded.

The lantern festival has begun.

All kinds of lanterns hang in the air, and the lanterns are written on the riddles.

Many people are just looking at it, or thinking about it, or laughing.

Fu Xiaoguan was also quite interested in this thing, because he had never seen it in his previous life.

The same is true of Susu, of course, her interest is not in the riddle of the lantern, but in the variety of beautiful lanterns.

Dong Shulan's interest was very high, and she stopped in front of a flying fish lantern at this moment, and the riddle on the lantern was: Mention the general Luozi pumping the car.

This thing is very difficult, this is Fu Xiaoguan's first thought, and then she saw Dong Shulan frowning and pondering, for a long time, she smiled, and said happily to Fu Xiaoguan: "I know what the word is." ”

To be honest, Fu Xiaoguan is really not good at this thing, so he asked, "What is the word?" ”

"It's just a 'word'."

"What's the explanation?"

"Mention the point, the general draws the car, the army removes a car, a point above, and a sub-word below, isn't it just a 'word'?"

Fu Xiaoguan suddenly realized, and all the students praised him, Dong Shulan took the lantern and went to His Excellency Lanting, and when he came back, he held a beautifully sewn rabbit in his hand.

The students were also interested, scattered among the lanterns, each looking at the riddles, and many of them had gained.

Fu Xiaoguan didn't, he looked at Dong Xiuhuai, Dong Xiuhuai was a little embarrassed, after all, he was not a member of the Lanting Poetry Society.

"Father means...... Let's see if I can go with you to the Wu Dynasty Cultural Meeting, and besides, my father wants to invite you and Sister Shulan to my house for a banquet tomorrow......"

Dong Xiuhuai was very cramped, he said this with some difficulty, raised his head and looked at Fu Xiaoguan, very shy, and added: "Of course, if you have already decided on a candidate, or it is not convenient, I will not go." ”

Fu Xiaoguan patted Dong Xiuhuai's shoulder and said with a smile: "Anyway, it takes a hundred people, and it is certainly better to be cheaper than to be cheaper than your own family." ”

"So, you agree to take me there?" Dong Xiuhuai asked happily.

Fu Xiaoguan nodded, "Don't make a noise, I'll take this matter to heart, 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 was uncontrollable.

He used to think a lot, thinking that he was not familiar with Fu Xiaoguan, thinking that his literary talent was not outstanding, and thinking that Fu Xiaoguan's great fame would take him in his eyes.

He plucked up the courage to say it tonight, but he didn't expect Fu Xiaoguan to agree without thinking.

This brother-in-law, very good!

"What are you talking about?" Qin Wenzhe walked over with a cloth monkey in his hand.

"Let's talk about this riddle." Fu Xiaoguan pointed to the lantern in front of him: Looking south, the lone star eyebrows rose, "Brother Wen Zhe thinks this is a word?" ”

When Qin Wenzhe heard it, this is what Fu Xiaoguan means to teach me?

So he restrained his expression, looked at the riddle very intently, and thought about it for a long time.

God is pitiful, Fu Xiaoguan just asked casually, but it caused Qin Wenzhe to be deeply trapped and unable to extricate himself.

Fu Xiaoguan shrugged his shoulders and looked back, Su Su and Dong Shulan were gone, and there was only Su Rou by his side.

Su Rou didn't embroider, she looked at the riddles with interest, and her thin eyes were a little wider than usual.

Shangguan Miao came to Fu Xiaoguan's side and asked, "Brother Fu has any gains?" ”

Fu Xiaoguan spread his hands: "I can't guess any of them." ”

"Huh!"

Shangguan Miao felt that Fu Xiaoguan's words were not funny at all.

You can't even guess what others can do?

This kid is so low-key, he didn't compete with these teenagers for the limelight of this lantern, this is courtesy, and he is really a great talent who is deeply involved in the sage book!

"You don't guess this thing, it's okay to leave someone else alive. It's a poetry meeting, don't hide it......" Shangguan Miao suddenly approached Fu Xiaoguan, and said in a low voice: "Tell you a news in advance, grandpa heard it, your "Yu Dynasty Boy Said" is estimated to be selected tonight, grandpa thinks that this article is very likely to pass, and it will be listed on the Thousand Monument Stone Essay, as for where it is, grandpa thinks it is the first column of the first word, but the final result has to wait for the other four Confucians to vote together. ”

Fu Xiaoguan was quite surprised, this thousand steles are not taboo, but tonight is clearly the Shangyuan Festival, how can you come up with that article to talk about things?

He didn't ask, and smiled indifferently, "If that article can be passed down to the world, it will be more meaningful than these poems." ”

Shangguan Miao, as a martial artist and half a literati, thought so.

It is a deafening article, if it can inspire the young people of the Yu Dynasty to take on the heavy responsibilities on their feet, so that they can work hard, the prosperity of the Yu Dynasty is just around the corner!

At this moment, Su Su jumped to Fu Xiaoguan's side, holding two strings of rock sugar gourds in his hands.

Lick the left one, lick the right one again, Su Su was very satisfied, with a happy smile on his face, and felt that this was probably the place where Hongchen was better than the Taoist temple.

……

As the night deepens, Jinling City is reflected in red by all kinds of lanterns and trees, as if it were day.

In the Jinling Mansion, Yin Ning Yuchun rubbed his brows, this is already the twelfth stampede!

"Order the north and south yamen to send more manpower, focusing on strengthening the prevention of Lantingji, Yuhuatai, Qingluan Lane, and the Qinhuai River bank and other places where the crowd is most concentrated, some traitors will be taken down directly, and those who are drunk and troublesome will also be taken down directly, especially pay attention to fire prevention, there are so many lanterns, if they are burned, it will not be good......!"

At the same time, several beggars appeared in all the prosperous places of Jinling City.

They didn't attract anyone's attention because there were beggars in Jinling City.

There was nothing different about these beggars, they had been crouching in the corner, looking indifferently at the prosperity of this world, but now they stood up, or climbed up the top of the wall, or climbed up the treetops.

And then......

A lot of paper fell from the sky, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

Most of the paper fell on the heads of the crowd, and people picked up the paper and looked up, but they did not see the back of the beggars leaving.

They looked at the paper, and then there was an exclamation, then disbelief, and finally they were sure that what was written on the paper was real!

"Fei An, the number one sinner in the world!"

A simple title, but it's enough to hook everyone's interest.

"In the second year of Xuanli, the southern border army and the Wu Dynasty fought in Qishan and were defeated!

Fei An, the general of the southern border army at the time, instructed his deputy general Lin Ping to slaughter 800 villagers of the Yu Dynasty in Qishan! Behead 800 people and send them to the capital to invite merit!

Fei An's rebel thief was lawless for his own selfish interests, and stained his red robe with the blood of the eight hundred villagers of the Yu Dynasty!

However, if no one knows what to do unless they do, I survived that massacre, I came to Shangjing, and I will sue the world for the perverse crimes of this traitor!

The blood of 800 villagers had long since gone cold, and they were buried deep in the mountains without anyone knowing. But there are gods in the head! Justice will not be late! The eight hundred headless souls gathered at the foot of Mount Qi and never dispersed.

They are unwilling!

Because this traitor not only did not die, but 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 if you still have blood!

I want to ask Fei An, you wolf ambition, did you ever think that you would be punished by God!

For the fairness and justice of the Yu Dynasty, for the soul of the eight hundred nights of crying, for the sky of the Yu Dynasty not to be blinded by the yin qi of the villain, and for the sake of returning the Yu Dynasty to the bright and prosperous - I propose that all those who received this letter go to the Jinling Mansion to send a letter to the people to avenge the grievances of the eight hundred villagers, and send the traitor Fei An to the guillotine to sacrifice the world! ”

"How so?"

"Otherwise, how could the traitor of Fei Ana retire from the position of the great general of the southern border army?"

"Where is this? Retreat has a fart! ”

"Yes, yes, let's go, let's go to Jinling Mansion to get the book of all people!"

"Kill Faan!"

"For fairness and justice!"

“……”

The crowd was huge, like a long dragon. The momentum is huge, and it shakes the sky!

Jin Qianhu was shocked, he immediately sent his subordinates back to the mansion to deliver this leaflet, and then he immediately tried to stop the crowd in Yuhuatai in the street.

But the crowd overwhelmed him like a tide, and he could not draw his sword at all, nor did he dare to draw it.

He abandoned his horse and flew away, trampling on the heads of countless people, his eyes searched everywhere, and then, in the distance, he saw a departing beggar.

He flew away, and in a few ups and downs a knife landed on the beggar's neck.

"Say, who is the instigator behind it?"

The beggar slowly turned around, stared at Jin Qianhu, and suddenly smiled, "You are wearing this skin, which should represent justice, you don't go to arrest the traitor, but come to arrest 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, and the knife slashed into his neck, and blood flowed down the knife.

He was still smiling, but his eyes fell on the lanterns and the flowers, which were so beautiful and so fascinating.

"Justice...... Won't be late! ”

Still laughing, he slammed to the ground!