Chapter 17: Fireworks

With only a few days to go before Chinese New Year's Eve, the He Mansion began to get busy, cleaning the courtyard of the house, cleaning the shrine stove kitchen, and replacing it with a new peach charm, which was very lively.

He Xiancheng, who served as the county guard in Linru County, also took a break and rushed home.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the people of the four rooms of the He Mansion had dinner, and after distributing the New Year's money, they sat around the flower hall to observe the New Year.

The spell on He Xiangshan's body has been completely removed, and the vitality on his body is also recovering day by day, except that he is still a little weak, he can walk, sit and lie down like ordinary people, and even his complexion is much better, and he still shows a little ruddy color under the light.

He Xiancheng took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "The eldest brother's body seems to be in good shape. ”

He Xiangshan nodded: "Yes." I didn't expect to be able to celebrate the New Year with everyone this year. ”

"This is a good thing, I think the eldest brother will be able to recover soon."

He Xiancheng couldn't help but wonder: "But which famous doctor was invited to the house?" ”

"No, I still used the medicine as before, maybe this body knows that I have been sick for too long, and I am stared at by everyone in the house, and I am embarrassed to get sick again, so I have to get better quickly."

He Xiancheng couldn't help laughing: "The eldest brother is getting more and more funny." ”

He Xiangshan pointed to He Lingjiang on the side, and said with a smile: "This is still what Ling Jiang said, the second brother should talk to her." ”

"I heard that these days, Ling Jiang hasn't run out anymore, and often goes to accompany the eldest brother?"

"Yes, this kid is getting more and more sensible."

Song had a smile on his face: "Xu is happy to have children to accompany him, and his heart is happy, and this illness will be cured soon." ”

"That's right." He Qianli also continued, "People say that the mind is comfortable and all diseases disappear, but now it seems that this is not the case?" ”

"Come on, come on, let's toast the eldest brother."

He Xiangshan raised his glass and said, "Over the years, you have worked hard. With that, he raised his head and drank the wine from his glass.

The Song family just wanted to stop it, but after thinking about it, Lord Lang's body is now very good, even if he drinks less, it's nothing.

The brothers laughed and laughed, but they quickly drank a pot of Tusu wine.

The younger ladies couldn't sit still, clamoring to go to the yard to set off firecrackers.

"Okay, okay, go, go, go."

It was rare to do so, and the adults did not stop them, but only let the servants and maids watch carefully, and let them go.

The little ladies were timid, and they all sat under the porch to watch the servants go to set off the firecrackers.

"Be careful, don't get too close."

"Come here, this shelter is just right to stand here."

One of the servants took a bamboo knot and put it in a brazier and lit it with fire, and the bamboo crackled and exploded.

Every New Year's Festival, people often burn the bamboo joints to make it burst and make a sound, to expel the plague god, because the bamboo burns to make a "crackling" sound, so it is also called firecrackers.

The naughty little Langjun was not happy to stay under the porch honestly, and after watching the servants burn the firecrackers, he clamored to set off the cannon himself.

They put the cannon on the ground, twisted it with a lit incense, and ran away with their ears covered.

Just heard a "pop", and the artillery exploded.

"Good!"

"The voice sounds."

"Again, one more!"

For a time, the courtyard was filled with the sound of crackers and firecrackers, accompanied by the laughter of the little lady and the little Langjun, making this Chinese New Year's Eve a little more lively.

Shiro congratulated the poet and was also a fun-loving character, and he commanded the servants to carry an object over and put it in the courtyard, and said, "What's so fun about these little cannons, it's just a sound." ”

"Look at it, this thing of the fourth uncle is sure to look good."

The little lady and Xiao Langjun in the house all stared at each other curiously: "Fourth uncle, what is this?" ”

He Shiren said in a tricky way: "You haven't seen this thing. ”

Several Xiaolangjun had already surrounded the thing, only to see that this thing was standing squarely on the ground, and the outside was tightly wrapped in a layer of colored paper, which made people incomprehensible.

They curiously poked with their hands, but He Shiren hurriedly stopped them: "Don't touch it, this thing is dangerous." ”

"What the hell is this?"

He poet said: "The name of this thing is fireworks, because when it bursts, it is like a prosperous bloom in the air, and after it disperses, there is only smoke in the air. We don't have this thing here, but I saw it by chance when I traveled around Nanzhao, and I improved it on the basis of the original. ”

"Hey, is this thing actually made by the fourth uncle himself?" He Yunjia was surprised.

When He Lingjiang heard this, it turned out to be fireworks.

In the tenth year of Zhenyuan, the alliance between Nanzhao and the envoys of the Great Zhou Dynasty was attached, and the imperial court set up the Yunnan pacification department in Nanzhao to govern Nanzhao.

In the fourth year of Chengyou, the plague epidemic in the Yinsheng area was plagued for many years, and the master took her to travel here, using small bamboo tubes to fill saltpeter and sulfur, guiding and igniting, and using gunpowder smoke and fireworks to disperse the miasma of the mountains and reduce the epidemic of plague.

When the fireworks are scattered in the air, they resemble flowers, so Master named this object "Fireworks".

Nanzhao Mountain is densely forested, humid and heavy, and miasma is everywhere, and it is easy to break out of plague. The local people mostly use it to drive away the miasma of the mountains and prevent the plague.

At this time, it has been eight years of Chengyou, and she is in Linchuan, and she has already changed her secondary body.

Unexpectedly, He Shiren actually brought the fireworks in front of her again.

He Shiren nodded proudly: "Exactly." Look at it. ”

He commanded the people to retreat, leaving a circle of open space in the courtyard, and then took the incense stick and ignited the twist.

When the slender twist was ignited, it suddenly lit up, and it was like a tongue of fire in the night, and it quickly shortened.

He quickly jumped to the side and shouted, "Cover your ears! ”

When the little ladies and gentlemen heard this, they immediately covered their ears, held their breath and stared at the thing in the courtyard with a nervous expression.

Hearing the sound of "bang", a firelight burst out of the sky, and a small red fireball rose in the gray sky, and everyone's hearts jumped.

He Lingjiang only felt that her right hand was warm, and she looked down to see that it was the only Langjun in the He family's big house - He Ziyu.

He was probably frightened, and held her hanging hand tightly, but his little head was still slightly raised, and his eyes were staring nervously into the air.

Then there was a "bang", the fireball exploded in the air, and a golden chrysanthemum bloomed, the chrysanthemum petals were like silk, shining in the dark night, stretching out, and in a moment they turned into meteors and slipped from the sky, slowly disappearing.

It's really beautiful, He Lingjiang sighed in his heart, he never thought that the fireworks that were just to drive away the miasma that day had become such a dazzling appearance.

When the adults sitting and chatting in the room heard the movement, they also hurriedly came out to check, and when they looked up, they saw that the sky was full of flowers, and the sky over the entire He Mansion was illuminated, as if it were day.

The golden chrysanthemum fades away, that is, the peony blooms, the purple and red, the ambilight is dazzling, the petals are like rain and silk, and they fall one after another after blooming, making people feel that they seem to be within reach, but they are all hidden in the air.

People held their breath.

In a moment, the flowers fell, just as a flash in the pan, and the sky fell silent again.

I don't know when the people around Hefu looked at the air, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.