Night has fallen.

Firecrackers were set off in the East Mansion and sacrifices were made to the ancestral shrine.

The Jia family all came to Tianxiang Building, and each smiled and was ushered into their seats.

Now that Mrs. Xing is older in the two mansions, Jia Zhishen, Jia Cong and others have led all the children to visit. Everyone enjoyed a family life, laughed for a while, scattered the New Year's money and purses, gold and silver bills, etc., ate a happy feast, and returned with joy.

After the New Year, I received an endless stream of relatives and friends, and I hurried for seven or eight days, and the Lantern Festival was approaching.

The Dongfu side came to invite again.

I had already gone there before, and Mrs. Xing was happy, so naturally she would not refute Mrs. You's face.

On the night of the Lantern Festival, the two mansions put up lanterns and went to Tianxianglou to hold a night banquet.

There are more than a dozen tables of wine under the corridor, and there are a few next to each table, and there are three things on the stove and bottle, and the palace lily incense is burned.

There are also eight inches to sing, four or five inches wide, two or three inches high, and a small bonsai dotted with mountain stones, all of which are fresh flowers.

On the small lacquer tea tray on the side, there is a small teacup of ten brocades from the old kiln, and then on the side, it is a large yarn carved with red sandalwood that penetrates the poems of flowers and plants.

All kinds of old kiln vases are dotted with flowers such as the three friends of the cold and the magnificent.

The stage downstairs has been set up early, and I am holding a plate to invite some play.

Jia Huan, Jia Lan, Jia Rong, Jia Qin, Jia Yi, Jia Ling, Jia Yan and others are all sitting under this corridor.

On weekdays, the threshold of Rongfu is too high, which makes people ashamed, not used to seeing people, and dare not get close.

Now that the people of the two prefectures have gone to Ningfu for the Lantern Festival, who in this clan still refuses to join in the excitement, and they don't need Mrs. You to send someone to invite, so they rush to Tianxianglou to attend the banquet, lest they show up slowly.

Seeing that the people of Liyuan went to play inside, a table was added to the porch and a stool was placed, and the sitting Jia family pushed the cup and changed the lamp, eating and drinking, and was very harmonious and happy.

After a while, the opera began to sing, and it became a little more noisy and lively.

Jia Cong, the third master of Rongfu, went to the corridor and talked and ate wine with the people in the clan. first met the grandfathers of the literary generations in each room, and then transferred to Jia Huan, Jia Lan, Jia Rong and other seats.

Among the people in the capital, these individuals are the closest to the Rong Mansion.

Jia Rong looked at it, and hurriedly got up to greet him: "The layout of the East Mansion is shabby, if you disturb the old lady, Grandpa Guo and Mrs. Guo, please ask Third Uncle Cong to help you take care of more."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "There is a reason for it, after all, it is the period of national filial piety, and it is also appropriate to be simpler."

For a while, everyone at the banquet was laughing and laughing.

Jia Huan asked with a smile, "I heard that the government is interested in *** the case of the historian back then?"

Jia Cong nodded and said with a smile: "There is no need to hide this matter, yesterday I went out of the Prime Minister's Mansion to the cabinet and sent it to the Criminal Department, it must be decided."

"In the end, it's the ancestor's mother's family, this thing should be."

Jia Huan couldn't help nodding.

When Jia Lan heard this, he remembered something and said with a smile: "My mother is always worried about Aunt Shi's grievances, as soon as this incident comes out, there is no need to be so innocent, and a good person can't even show his face."

When Jia Cong and Jia Huan heard this, they all smiled and said yes.

Inside the Tianxiang Building.

On the east side, there is a carved dragon screen with a short couch, the backrest, pillow, and leather mattress are complete, and there is a small table with foreign lacquer gilding, on which there are tea bowls and handkerchiefs.

Mrs. Xing was crooked on the couch, laughing with the people next to her, very complacent.

The eldest girl and the fourth girl of Dongfu sat and talked with each other on the side.

Below is the position of Mrs. You and Jia Cong's daughter-in-law, and on the other side is the position of Wang Xifeng, the Duchess of Rongguo, and Mrs. Li.

There is also Grandma Qiang waiting below.

Outside, there were wives and concubines and aunts sitting.

Jia Zhishen was eating alone in the west, and Jia Yun, who was reporting to the court, said a few words from time to time.

"Second uncle sits, I'll talk to acquaintances outside for a while."

Jia Yun saw the beckoning of Laiwang's house, so she got up and took shelter outside for the time being.

As soon as Jia Yun left on the front foot, Sister Feng came on the back foot.

"What's upset about having a straight face on everyone?" Sister Feng smiled and said, "It's a loss to you

You came to the feast yourself, and I didn't bring you here."

Later, the Wang family moved a stool, laid a brocade hand, and invited her to sit down.

Jia Zhishen was slightly drunk, turned around and asked, "What's the new drama outside?" I have some skills in singing Xiao Dan, and my foundation is different, and my voice is full of rhyme, not like a female voice."

Sister Feng said: "It was originally the "White Snake" in the south, but when you come here to sing it, you don't recognize it if you make up a few more words?"

Jia Zhishen has indeed listened to fewer dramas over the years, not to mention that there are different versions of the Liyuan drama of "The Legend of the White Snake", and I really haven't heard it for a while.

Sister Feng said again: "Listen, it's singing that Monk Fahai wants to catch the white snake and carry the Leifeng Tower. If it weren't for the fact that there would be a sacrificial tower to save people later, I wouldn't have listened to this, and it would be a big holiday."

After a few more words, Jia Cong came back from eating wine and watching the lights under the porch, and Sister Feng avoided retreating.

Late at night.

The song "The Story of the White Snake" was sung tightly.

Because of the music with heart and good singing, Mrs. Xing smiled and instructed Laiwang's house: "Quickly leave the annoying Fahai alone, let the other three people go outside the door to receive the reward, and let someone applaud the eyes."

There are already a few kang tables under the hall, on which red silk is placed, and there are selected fresh copper coins, which are hung and strung up, waiting for the reward.

The small basket of a few daughters-in-law sent to Wang's house was full of copper coins and came out to reward people.

When I got closer, I found that this 'White Lady'" costume turned out to be a big skeleton.

"Otherwise, if you want to say that my lord is always right, 'the white lady' is really a man."

Lai Wang's house smiled in the door: "Don't go in, the house is full of serious nobles, you just want to listen to the sound inside."

Xiaosheng 'Xu Xian" was busy and said yes.

"I know the rules, where do you dare to be abrupt."

The "White Lady" smiled at Laiwang's house.

After receiving the reward, a few actors thanked them again and again, and turned back.

But I was caught off guard.

The "White Lady" turned her head abruptly and shook off the copper coins on her body.

He stepped onto the threshold, his mouth snorting.

"Hate it!"

"Rong Guogong is not as good as a beast!"

"You've hurt me!"

"Nothing to do!"

"Two for no reason—"

The 'White Lady' sang along the way, broke into the hall like a thunderbolt, and took out the dagger in her arms.

When singing that 'Rong Guogong (Fahai) is not as good as a beast", the "White Lady" had already worn in front of Jia Lian, stepped on the table, and trampled the furnace and bottle kiln to pieces.

Jia Zhi drank a few more drinks late at night, and when he didn't get back to avoid it in time, he was cut through a corner of his sleeve robe.

This 'White Lady's" trick failed, where was she willing to spare people, dropped her sleeve robe, and bullied herself again.

Who would have expected such a 'white lady' to be born, and the audience was shocked for a while!

Mrs. Xing trembled in panic, Mrs. You and Li Gongci left together, Grandma Qiang was full of tears, Sister Feng shouted for someone, and the mother-in-law and maid who were waiting avoided it.

"Pickled thief!"

Jia Zhishen fell to the ground, half of his body was shocked, and he happened to touch the round stool where Sister Fang Caifeng was sitting, and hurriedly lifted the stool and smashed it.

The round stool was heavy-handed, and suddenly smashed the wrist of the 'White Lady', and she could barely hold the dagger.