Chapter Eighty-Seven: One Night of Fish and Dragon Dance (1)

On the distant mountain, Lin Lan, who had watched the killing, said slowly: "How do you feel?" Are you happy? ā€

Yun Xiaofan's face was pale, he undoubtedly saw it most clearly, through the telescope, even Yang Xinyong's last hideous face could be seen clearly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Young master, I don't know why, I'm a little sad. But obviously I really hate him, I hate him very much! Yun Xiaofan grabbed the dry grass with his fingers, as if he was very dissatisfied with his cowardice and pity for Yang Xinyong.

Lin Lan smiled and said, "Xiao Fan, if you see this, if it's just refreshing, I have to worry about whether you will become the second Yang Old Ghost." He has been ambushed, and you have to come out of that shadow. I'm taking you to see this, not to make you happy for a while, but to make you relieved and let go, understand? ā€

"Got it, young master. Let's go back to the city, tonight is the Shangyuan Festival, and the city must be very lively. ā€

Lin Lan saw that Yun Xiaofan was not unusual, so she smiled and said, "Okay." ā€

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Until night.

As the aftertaste of the New Year, the Shangyuan Festival is naturally the high tide stage of this aftertaste. By the time Lin Lan entered the city, the lanterns and vendors in Yangzhou had already been set up.

When he said goodbye to Hu Yanjun last night, Lin Lan handed over all the remaining connections with the rivers and lakes to Hu Yanjun on the salt road, except for those accounts and key tokens, so that he could quickly contact the people on the road while Shang Qingyang was not yet in the climate, so that he could gain a firm foothold.

Lin Lan is naturally not stupid enough to devote himself to the transportation and sale of illicit salt, if he wants to blend into that circle of interests, he has to embark on a career in order to have some hope, otherwise, even if he is Yang Xinyong, the two big salt lords, is not like a dog, he will kill him when he wants to kill him.

However, it is not easy to really blend into that circle. I'm afraid that even my father is just touching some characters along the side.

So Lin Lan handed over these things to Hu Yanjun, and just got rid of this guy, and he lived more comfortably in Yangzhou.

As soon as Yang Xinyong died, Lin Lan had an indescribable feeling in her heart, just like Yun Xiaofan, she was obviously looking forward to his death, but the moment she saw him die, she suddenly felt a sense of compassion and pity for him. Maybe this is the so-called poor people must have something to hate.

The matter of private salt is over for the time being, and Lin Lan also breathes a sigh of relief.

Shun on the side took a face mask and cried: "Young master, is it really good for us to wear such an idiot face?" ā€

Three people have one face for each person, and walking on the road is also a wonderful scenery. I don't know, I thought it was a member of the lion dance team who was separated.

"Our 'people' are in Gusu, if we are found at this time, will you go to lie or me will my father go?" Lin Lan patted Shun Yu's head, "I'm really ignorant." I can take you out to play, I'm already a young master, I'm very kind, and I'm not satisfied. ā€

Shunyo rolled his eyes, the little face under the mask was a little unhappy, and said extremely perfunctorily: "Thank you, young master, for taking me to play." ā€

The number of people who admire the moon has increased. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is brighter than the lights. When it came to the Shangyuan Festival, it was the other way around. All the way, there are lanterns and snacks mixed with many vendors.

Lin Lan bought a bag of chestnuts, and the amount was much more than in his previous life. Osmanthus sugar fried chestnuts, real artificial stir-frying. Lin Lan lifted his face and put the chestnut on his front teeth to bite.

With a pop, the chestnut shell cracked, and Lin Lan bit the whole chestnut into her mouth, "Whew, it's really hot." ā€

Shun moved his face to his forehead and took the chestnut and ate it.

"Young master, you're so good, you've wanted to eat this for a long time."

Lin Lan took some to Yun Xiaofan and said, "Xiaofan, you also eat, there are not so many rules around me." ā€

Yun Xiaofan swallowed his saliva and said, "Young Master, is it really possible?" "After washing your face and changing into clean clothes, you can still be considered beautiful.

The three of them played all the way.

"Young master, this anagram is so short, fifteen days, what is this riddle?" Shun pulled Lin Lan's elbow and asked curiously.

Lin Lan glanced at it and said, "The fifteenth day is the month and a half, and the moon and a half are naturally a fat word." ā€

"yes, Shunyo didn't expect that. Young master, you are so powerful. ā€

The little guy by the lantern riddle handed Lin Lan a tiger head hat and said, "This son, this is a small gift." ā€

Doing business to such a point can be regarded as a human practice. Lin Lan handed over a few pennies, took away the paper-paste lantern, and put the tiger head hat directly on Shunyu's head. Everyone has given small things, and they are embarrassed to leave with their things, so they have the right to spend the Lantern Festival when they buy a lantern.

"Young Master, look! It's a lion dance team! ā€

In the distance, gongs and drums sounded in unison, and several lion dancers danced all the way to festive steps under the embrace of fortune boys and gods from all walks of life.

"What a big lion!"

Lin Lan held a string of rock sugar gourds in her mouth and watched the lively lion dance team come slowly. Many bear children and dolls with lanterns, regardless of whether their families are worried or not, follow the lion dance team to play in the streets of the city. Some of the elders who rushed to hear the news were sharp-eyed, and they pulled out their own bear children from the children, and pulling their ears was a lesson.

Lin Lan took off her face and mingled with everyone, looking at the excitement, "Shunyo, is there any other program tonight?" ā€

Yun Xiaofan has been active on the street for many years, and said with a smile: "Young master, if you want to go to the event, it is better to go to the painting boat in the lake, which is lively and not noisy." ā€

Lin Lan thought, this street is almost over, why don't you go to the painting boat to have a look. Lin Lan of the major entertainment clubs of the game in his previous life also understood that this painting boat was estimated to be a high-end club in ancient times, and he couldn't go back to his home in the past few days anyway, so he went to see it.

"Then let's go and see."

Lin Lan took the two and a half children and rushed to the lakeside.

The willows on the shore of the lake are swaying and have not yet pulled out their buds. Lin Lan waited for the boat to dock. Generally, after the boat sails into the lake, it no longer docks when it is not enough, so it can only be rowed by a small boat.

"Xiaofan, Shunyu, you go over and buy some candied fruit."

Lin Lan was afraid that this kid would not be able to get out if he squeezed into the stall, so he asked Yun Xiaofan to take the silver money, so as not to run away and disappear.

However, just as Lin Lan was waiting at the lakeside dock, a voice sounded faintly from behind.

"The master's bones are not cold, and the little junior brother is in a hurry to swim in the lake to have fun, is it difficult to take the overall situation?"

Worst!

Lin Lan had goosebumps behind her, when did this guy find his own.

He smiled and glanced at the two people who had just bought candied fruit in the distance and were about to walk over.

Shun has a big heart, and I thought it was the son of a family who came over to say a few words. Wrapped in a large bag of candied fruit, he was about to walk forward, but Yun Xiaofan grabbed the back collar and dragged him to the back of the tree.

"What are you doing!"

"If you don't want to die, don't mess around!"

Yun Xiaofan understood that going out at this time would make the situation more complicated. The back by the lake is clearly the third master Shang Qingyang.