Chapter 41: Umbrella?
In the previous life, most people either watched TV, or traveled or something, many people said that there was no New Year's flavor, but in ancient times it was different, although the material life was relatively scarce, but everyone's prayer for the coming year was smooth and peaceful, and the prayer for peace and security was stronger than that of modern people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The sound of gongs and drums sounded on the street from time to time, and in front of a clown wearing a mask looked like a roadman, doing all kinds of ugliness to amuse everyone, and behind was two people playing with lions, making various expressions, and finally rushed to an open area, two lions climbed on top of four or five tables and fought back and forth, which shocked the surrounding people to applaud.
There are a lot of street juggling, martial arts demonstrations, and monkey tricks, often after a burst of drums, everyone surrounds the city in a circle, and then performs on the street. This is much stronger than the kind of cheating money in the previous life, these people go south and north to make a living, if the skills are not up to the mark, or a little bit of being recognized by others, there is no livelihood, everyone in order to make a living, many people have a set of unique skills, which makes people dizzy.
The streets and temples were full of people, especially in the bustling areas, and almost overnight they all emerged from the ground, some places were not crowded at all, and various items were placed on both sides. Since there is no industrial civilization, it is now an era of paying attention to the 36 lines of the line, there are rock sugar gourds, nougats, clay statues, popcorn, everything, which makes people feel that life in ancient times was not as monotonous and boring as everyone imagined in the past.
There are more people in the temple fair, the monks chant scriptures, the monks go out on tour, and the monks perform various skills, which is also unique.
In various places, Yang Xuan rushed to the most surprising teahouse and theater, the shadow puppet show is like a modern mythological TV series, the actors are holding shadow puppets in their hands, doing all kinds of strange actions, many of which are like modern stunts, putting everyone's imagination into reality.
The theater is full every night, and all kinds of classic plays are staged, and as long as you have a lot of money, you can order a play, while the average person watches from the side. There have been several times when the identity has been revealed, and the magistrate has been asked to order a play for everyone.
Yang Xuan flipped through blindly, casually clicked two out, and then saw that the boss had no intention of retreating at all, and was wondering, only to see Huang Daiyun take out a silver ingot from his sleeve, the boss took it with a smile on his face, bowed and left.
Looking at the back of the boss, Yang Xuan shook his head and said softly: "This, this, it turns out that I want to tip, alas, this, this county is really not good,
Look at the fact that my acting magistrate's annual salary is only a few dozen taels of silver, and it actually costs one or two taels of silver to order a play, this, this is really a loss. ā
Glaring at the other party, Huang Daiyun frowned and said, "Zixiu, this, this is not called a tip, this is a reward."
If you are the county master, of course you should give a reward, otherwise you will be said to be stingy by others.
It costs money to order a play, or the next time we sit in the back, we won't need to order a play?"
It's rare to watch a play, Yang Xuan went out for a walk and came back.
The surprising surrounding atmosphere was particularly solemn, especially Huang Daiyun's face was flushed, looking quite aggrieved, Yang Xuan felt quite surprised, patted the other party's shoulder and asked, "Xiaoyun, what's wrong, is it sick?"
The other party nodded, Yang Xuan took the other party's hand, obviously felt a little stiff, and returned to the hotel.
Seeing that the other party's expression was wrong, he was worried about getting sick, and he was going to find a doctor, but the other party refused, and for a while, Yang Xuan didn't know what to do.
Looking at the other party with a solemn expression, Yang Xuan held the other party's small hand tightly and asked, "Xiaoyun, you, your forehead is a little hot, what's wrong, you, you are talking." ā
Huang Daiyun just lowered her head and cried, asking nothing but saying anything, which made people feel numb.
Secretly asked the maid together, Chun'er sighed: "Childe, the girl has nothing to say for that, a yellow flower girl showed up, but, but you don't know, when you went out, some people actually pointed at the girl, and there were all kinds of unpleasant words, and the girl was angry this time." ā
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Pointing and pointing, why are they pointing and pointing?" ā
Chun'er shook her head and said: "Childe, the girl is a strong person, you listen, how the world is like this, Childe just left, and some are pointing behind their backs."
Some asked if the young lady was a Qinglou woman, a concubine, a maid or something, she was really angry?"
Understanding the reason, Yang Xuan returned to the room again, Yang Xuan persuaded him with good words, but he still couldn't stop crying.
Yang Xuan was also full of emotion, hugged him in his arms, and first helped the other party wipe his tears and listen to what he had experienced in the past few months.
Looking at the tears in his arms, the touching person saw the other party hugging his neck tightly, and gradually couldn't bear it, and secretly reached into the placket of his clothes, cruising back and forth.
Dai Yun's body was slightly stunned, and she looked at each other with her eyes and said, "Zixiu, the regret of the marriage that day really has nothing to do with the concubine, Zixiu, can we repair the front edge?" ā
Nodding, one hand lifted the other's small mouth, and reacted violently. The other party had never seen this kind of battle, and at first there was a slight resistance, but slowly the whole person was gradually melted, and in the end, the two people melted into one.
After a long time, there was a burst of drumming outside, and the two sides separated again, looking at the strange and familiar each other, Daiyun cried softly: "Zixiu, I, I will hand over the whole person to you now, you, don't let me down." ā
After living an ascetic life for several months, Yang Xuan suddenly tasted the sweetness again one day, Yang Xuan was tired of it, nodding heavily, sometimes promising the other party, and becoming dishonest with his big hands.
The gongs and drums in front of the road, the official held a huge sign to ask for avoidance, and Shi Jinchen, the prefect of Shunqing, sat in an eight-person sedan chair, bumping and turning, although he wanted to close his eyes and recuperate, but his heart was irritable, and he swept up the curtains from time to time to let the sedan chair man go faster.
Just entered the territory of Yilong County, at first I didn't pay attention, slowly suddenly felt wrong, every few miles, I saw a few scholars looking like people are riding a ladder with stone powder to write something on the rock.
This is strange, Shi Jinchen hurriedly stopped the sedan chair, saw the scholar kneeling on the side and asked, "You guys, what are you doing?" ā
A private school looked up and replied: "My lord, we are writing slogans, and when we were cleaning up the dust for the magistrate last month, we arranged for everyone to write slogans to calm people's hearts in obvious places.
My lord, we are still lagging behind, and the other towns and villages have already brushed up.
My lord, don't say it, the common people are full of praise when they see this!"
Shi Jinchen frowned and asked, "You guys, what are you writing?" Scribble, spoil the landscape. ā
The private school shook his head and said, "My lord, isn't this right?" My lord, you also saw it, and when I was waiting to write it, the surrounding folks were watching the excitement.
Every time I finished writing, many folks came over to see it and asked what it meant? ā
Shi Jinchen was quite annoyed, and when the officials next to him heard it, he said angrily: "What's wrong with you, the prefect can't answer it well when he asks."
The prefect asked you what you wrote, the ghost drew the peach charm, and you didn't know shame? ā
The private school felt quite aggrieved, he was in his forties and did not show talent, but that was because of bad luck, but he has always been quite confident in his words, and he didn't expect to be counted down by this official for a while.
Thinking of this, the private school pointed to the pamphlet in front of him, handed it over and said, "My lord, there are a lot of them, you can take a look, they are all related to people's livelihood."
Include:
Prevent local tyrants from colluding with corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and protect the peace of Sangzi.
Follow the local tyrant, insult the ancestors, and die for life.
Exterminate the local tyrants and live a happy life.
Industrious, ploughing the house.
The land was cleared again, and the people were treated equally and paid taxes together
After the Qingzhang, the three salaries were given 6 points, which exceeded corruption.
After registration, each strong man will be given 1 money and 2 points.
Failure to pay a ticket, embezzlement.
Do a good job of population registration to prevent local thugs from mixing in.
The invoice is also money, and 20 Wen can offset 1 Wen Dingfu.
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With more than ten articles like this, Shi Jinchen couldn't help but laugh, and said with a smile: "What is this, I don't understand literature and science, and limerick poetry is better than this." ā
The private school shook his head and said: "My lord, this, this, the magistrate said, if the common people who write in crepe can't understand it, it is playing the piano to the cow."
Only by writing it in the words of the common people can we speak in the hearts of the people, and only then can the people listen to it. ā
Shi Jinchen was furious, pointed to the private school and shouted: "You, you, how can you become more and more bold as a child, the old man is a jinshi and the first, the emperor summoned him in the Jinluan Palace, you Tongsheng actually dared to judge the old man, it is really a dog's guts." ā
When the private school heard this, he felt blood dripping from the bottom of his heart, and he lowered his head and did not speak.
Shi Jinchen felt that he was playing the piano to the cow, and he didn't say a word, so he continued on the road in a sedan chair, pointing to the slogan on the cliff from time to time: Sensationalism, grandstanding.