Although the moon after the Mid-Autumn Festival is not very round, but still bright, osmanthus fragrant, at that time the ancient Mid-Autumn Festival, the north and the south are different, the northerners like to kneel and worship the moon, the moon god, the southerners just enjoy the moon, there is the custom of climbing the tower to overlook.

At the eastern end of the vast Yangtze River, a round of missing moon rises, the waves hit the reef on the shore, under the cool mountain, in the majestic vicissitudes of life, full of historical traces of the stone city, the osmanthus in the courtyard of the Wang family is also blooming, walking in the preparation lane, you can smell the fragrance.

"This Cong'er is still affectionate, and without saying a word, he chased back the things that the horse and the dead slave had taken, and he really responded to his requests. It seems to be far away, but it's actually better than the marriage of the girls (sisters-in-law)......" Chen smiled and couldn't help sighing: "It's a pity, it's a pity, we are just a girl, and Jia Cong is a ...... who has already started a family."

The prince blew his beard and did not speak.

"Isn't he leaving......" Wang Xifeng muttered to herself, she originally thought that Jia Cong would have to come to Wang's house for a turn, no matter how bad it was, he would have to come to collect the cashier, and the lion opened his mouth widely, which was in line with his temperament that refused to suffer...... But he didn't come after all, so he left quietly, thinking about it, it's really infuriating.

Maybe she's more of a plaything for him, otherwise how could it be? Sometimes I think about it, pity myself for being wise and confused...... will lose to him, I am really unwilling, even if I recover Ma Tong's title deed and house deed, it can't be offset.

At this time, the people who were patrolling across the courtyard received news from the porter, and the housekeeper quickly came to the hall to report, "Master, wife, it's not good, it's not good......

A stick of incense has passed.

According to the customs of Jiangnan, the white lantern was hung from Wang Ren's main bed to the gate, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired couple to the sky, and began to cry and grab the ground.

Chen cried and shouted that she wanted to make a big fuss and fight a lawsuit, she thought it was the original majestic moment, beating people to death like Xue Pan, and she could get away with it and walk away.

Two lines of tears also hung on Wang Xifeng's delicate face who stayed outside the main door, she didn't know how much of it was sincere, but this person was a relative and brother who was connected to her blood after all.

"Gaoyou River ......" Wang Xifeng was shocked: "Could it be ......?"

The old couple cried for a while, but they all looked at Wang Xifeng's stomach, okay...... There is a descendant in this...... Even if Wang Xifeng brings back two women, he can also join the ......

Speaking of which, the business customs in the south of the Yangtze River are more serious than those in the north, not every family regards the inheritance of the family as very important, some people do not go home after decades of business, and in order to make a fortune in Jiangxi, there are also those who dig their own ancestral graves, which is part of the phenomenon.

Even if many people want to stay, they don't mind adopting a righteous son, but in the law since the Ming Dynasty, if a righteous son who has been adopted for ten years betrays, the master family can be dealt with as a slave, not to mention that Wang Xifeng's children still have the blood of the Wang family?

"Should I love you?" Wang Xifeng didn't care about his parents' gaze, looked out of the sky, and said faintly: "I still hate you?" ”

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"Persuade the gentleman to have a glass of wine, and there is no one to ...... in Yangguan in the west" In Changganli in Jinling South City, He Yi was on the second floor of the Jinling branch of Shanhai Bookstore, raising a glass of wine, saluting the north, his robes fluttering in the wind, and with him, there were Zhou Wenbai, Zhen Baoyu, Liu Caiwei, and Chen Ruan.

The latter two daughters stroked the piano together, the three Xiucai are all well-known in Jinling, the eight shares and poetry books are not good, the celebrity and the madman, like Tang Bohu, can make the famous prostitute upside down, but Zhen Baoyu and Zhou Wenbai seem to have a mustard, which comes from Chen Ruan's gaze.

The song "Guangling San" cleansed the water of ten miles of the Qinhuai River.

At the same time, Qin Keqing stood in the railing, looking north.

Half a bright moon, a river and autumn.

Don't worry about the road ahead, who in the world doesn't know you?

……

Ding Chou Kedian test champion, Tianwen Zong, Bagu Famous Family, Hanlin Academy Bachelor, and Jia Cong, the Imperial History of the Three Provinces, was sick.

This is the autumn of the sixteenth year of Yongle, and everyone in Yangzhou City knows it.

Riding the crane tower is unforgettable for ten days, and the plum blossom ridge looks up to the thousands of autumns.

Northwest of Yangzhou City, Hongqiao Station, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the teahouse and the wine shop can be seen everywhere, even if you need to sing and some kind of service girl, you can also call it in the Guanxiang to come, wave away, however, Yangzhou thin horse is farther away.

Jia Pingqun, the heir of the Taizhou school from the stove, was dressed in coarse linen clothes, he came out of the Guanxiang, which caused a burst of cheers, and came to the door of the Hongqiao Post Station, and met Liu Ting, the chief soldier of Zhenjiang, and Guan Chaosheng, who came out to receive him, Jia Pingqun took the lead: "Brother Guan, I haven't seen you for many years, I said goodbye to Lin Ruhai, and now I am revisiting the old place?" What is the matter with me? Is Mishi-sama really sick? ”

Liu Ting was secretly angry, and Guan Chaosheng looked sad: "The position of the Taiyuan of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is really not easy to do, I have two Dong Weng, both of them are imperial history, and now Dong Weng is sick is true, Liu Gonggong also saw it with his own eyes, sleeping in the couch, always caused by hard work and excessive worry." Dong Weng came back and said that others had impeached him, which made him constrained everywhere, and he had no intention of governing the river, managing money and food, and handling criminal names. The saint received the fold, returned to recuperate with peace of mind, and would not pay attention to the impeachment of others, just like this, Dong Weng never let go of the Jiangbei fathers, and called the stove households and salt merchants to come out to support the imperial court......"

Jia Pingqun's eyes showed a look of admiration, and then Yu Lu and Bao Er helped a blind Hongqiao storyteller over, Guan Chaosheng gave the silver on the spot, his nose was sore, and tears fell: "Sir, this is a good thing that Guan Someone has compiled based on his own experience and experience, in order to make Haoran righteousness last forever, I rely on you to do more......"

The three of them walked into the Hongqiao Station, the roadside stall, the blind storyteller asked the boy to read it to him, and actually recited it by ear, and rang the bell on the spot, shouting the slogan, attracting the crowd to watch, Mr. said: "...... Let's say that Jia Yushi patrolled to Huai'an, and there was a woman who blocked the road and complained about it...... But how far is General Han's temple? At this time, the wind and thunder were great, and the sky descended on the horse, and Lord Yushi said happily: God help me. Pegasus galloped to General Han's temple...... Jia Yushili overrode public opinion, crossed the Jiangsu Sansi, and set up a Hongmen banquet in Qingjiangpu...... Jia Yushi yelled: Bah! You assassinate the court officials! Defy the King's Law! Do you think this patrol will not dare to take you? There are gods in the head! ”

While!

"I want to know what happened next, and listen to the next breakdown......"

An old man cried: "Jia Yushi is the reincarnation of Bao Longtu and the ...... of Haigang Peak is alive."

"Come and buy it! Come and buy it! Jia Yushi's door god sticks to the ......"

The merchant roared, and the people in the northwest of Yangzhou took out copper coins one after another and bought Jia Cong's picture of the door god, and the people were going crazy, this is something that can ward off evil spirits and good luck! Jia Yushi enforces the law strictly, is upright, can suppress the ghosts and gods, and has to take it back and worship it!

Liu Ting and Jia Pingqun walked to the door, but when they saw several of Jia Yushi's guards, everyone's eyes were bloodshot, and there were crying inside, and the two couldn't help but feel sad, why don't good people live long?

Alas!