The polder day of Linfeng Town is every 2nd, 5th, and 8th day, so the 15th Lantern Festival happens to be the polder day.

Farmers who have been idle for two or three months have taken advantage of the fine weather to come to the market, either to go shopping, or to buy some farm tools and seeds.

So today's polder day is very lively, the streets are one after another, people come and go.

On a normal polder day, after noon, most of the market rushers begin to go home, and the number of people will gradually decrease.

But after noon today, it became more and more lively.

Many people saw the lights on the streets, heard that there was a festival of lights tonight, and went home to call friends.

You must know that the Lantern Festival is usually only in the county seat, and it is not every year, and many people in the countryside have never visited the night market Lantern Festival in their lives.

Besides, there was a lack of entertainment projects in ancient times, so if you can have such a rare event, wouldn't it be a pity for life if you don't visit?

With the increasing flow of people, the business of the snail noodle shop is getting better and better, usually after the meal, although customers have come one after another, but not much, and at this time, after the meal, the store is still crowded.

Jiang Yi was helping in the front, while Bu Ru, Zhao Fuzi and others were in the backyard.

"Sure enough, only you show talent have invitations, I'm really envious......" Pan Wenhai looked at the two exquisite invitations sent in the morning, and sighed.

"Then you have to study hard when you go back, and next time we go to the exam together to take a show before coming back." Shen Qingzhou, who came to the town today, smiled indifferently.

Naturally, he also came to join in the fun, but he was very open to whether there were invitations or not.

Panwen Haidao; "I'm just talking, Brother Qingshi said, you can sit down if you have an invitation, and if you don't have an invitation, you can go over and play, it's not much worse, hahaha."

Bu Ru knew Pan Wenhai, and he was not very enthusiastic about fame, but he just wanted to take the exam as a child and go back to the village to be a private school teacher.

Bu Shuiyun laughed beside him; "This time, Mr. Zhao will definitely be able to take the seat, after all, he is the head of this year's case, and it can be said that the scenery will be infinite......"

He now works here, he feels very comfortable, the daily accounts of the car dealership and the powder shop can be calculated for about two hours, it is very leisurely, and he can read books in his spare time, and he can also go around.

Only at the end of the month, when I am a little busy, because I have to calculate the monthly accounts and pay everyone.

But it's also a busy three or five days, so it's easy to deal with.

This kind of work close to home with more money and less things makes him very comfortable, so he will definitely go to join in the fun tonight.

Zhao Fuzi smiled and didn't say anything.

Peng Qingshi patted Bu Ru's shoulder and said; "At the literary meeting for a while, the handsome people in our town will gather, and there must be a lot of people around, especially those girls who are waiting for the boudoir, when the time comes, you will put on a shirt, and you must charm a large group of girls."

In the past, Peng Qingshi called Bu Confucianism a small step, and at this time he called Bu Xian brother, and his identity has risen, even if he is younger, others must respect him.

Pan Wenhai hurriedly stopped Peng Qingshi, looked outside the door and pretended to be afraid; "Brother Qingshi, be cautious, the wall has ears, and I heard that Brother Ru'er may have to kneel on the washboard tonight......"

"Hahaha......" The people in the backyard laughed together.

Peng Qing Shi Road; "Brother Buxian, you and I are about the same size, if you are afraid, the shirt Buru will borrow me to wear, I am not afraid, hehe......"

Bu Ru was a little nervous, and he was also amused by their gags.

Zhao Fuzi said; "Okay, don't make a fuss, Wenhui Shen will start at three o'clock, Brother Ru'er, go and prepare, take a bath and change clothes, don't be too late for a while."

With such a group of energetic young people, Zhao Fuzi is also very happy.

At the beginning, his family was in the middle of the road, he lost his wife and children in middle age, and he once felt that fate had given up on him.

Now I can meet like-minded people and be happy every day, as if I am a few years younger.

Bu Ru went in response, and Zhao Fuzi himself went to prepare.

The rest of the people were drinking tea and chatting in the backyard, waiting for the two of them to leave together.

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The site of the Wenhui is located in the northwest corner of the town.

It is the confluence of two large streams, with bamboo and willow trees on both banks, which contrast with each other, and the water is clear and the grass is green, and there happens to be a large, flat meadow next to it.

In addition, it is surrounded by the streets of the town on one side and the rolling green hills on the other, making it ideal for such a cultural event.

At the third quarter of the hour, there were already thirty or forty tables and chairs set up on the grass by some handymen, all of which were independent low-level cases.

Except for the five tables and chairs on the upper seats, which are straight, the rest of the tables and chairs are arranged in two rows in a circle, and a bonfire is raised in the middle.

Since it is the Festival of Lights, there are naturally lights around, and there are many lanterns hanging on the brackets made of bamboo, with various shapes and colors, and they must be very beautiful when they are lit when it gets dark.

Before three o'clock, there were a lot of people around, most of them were scholars, and there were also many residents on the street or from the countryside who came to see the excitement, men, women and children.

When the three quarters arrived, the talented people with invitations talked and laughed and sat down one after another.

These are all people who have the fame of Lin Feng Town.

Usually these scholars feel that they are superior, but now they are seated in full view of everyone and countless envious eyes, and they are even more high-spirited and unstoppable.

When everyone sat down, five more people came hand in hand and sat on the upper seat.

"The obese old man in the center is He Jiaoyu in the house, and this activity was initiated by him. The thin middle-aged man on his right is Chen Jiaoyu in the county, and the old man on the far left is Peng Fuzi, the dean of the Forestry and Wind Academy in our town, and he is full of peach and plums. ”

In the crowd of onlookers, some people began to talk.

A scholar next to him listened, and asked; "Who is the thin old man on the far right?"

"This is Master Zhao, the head of this imperial examination."

"Oh, it's him, he's already a famous talent in our town when he's young."

The other joined in the discussion, asking in confusion; "I thought he had already been admitted to the exam, why is he going to take the Xiucai exam now?"

At first, it was a fat boy in his thirties who spoke, and when he saw someone asking him for advice, he said proudly; "You don't know that, do you? His talent and fame have been replaced, and now he is back in the exam, and he may be admitted to the examination in the autumn of this year. ”

"So who is the young man on the left? How have I never seen it. ”

"Yes, how can he sit in the second seat?"

The fat boy spread his hands and shook his head; "I don't know."

a scholar dressed in satin; "I know, he's the prefect's nephew......"

The fat boy grew up and said; "The prefect's nephew is here too? No wonder I was able to sit in the second seat, it turned out to be a good uncle. ”

"Yes, it's higher than Chen Jiaoyu's seats, which is outrageous......"

The people around them whispered, and the people in the seats talked to each other.

After a while, people began to serve food that had been prepared long ago on trays.

There is a small pot of wine, a small pot of tea, a stack of pastries, a stack of melons and fruits, a stack of white meat, a stack of vegetables and vegetables, two small cups, and a pair of chopsticks.

The portion of each item is not much, and one person can roughly eat enough.

However, the Wenhui is not a banquet based on eating and drinking, and it is enough to have these drinks and dishes.

After the food was served, He Jiaoyu, who was in the center of the seat, stood up and prepared to speak.