Those distinguished guests took the successful accolade-winner aside and talked and laughed. Some people took a dice cup, and the Baohe Restaurant bet on Yang Chengzu. They also said, "Today is the Yuan Festival. Let’s have some fun. Let’s play with him all night. I hope everyone will join in today’s performance. Everyone has a red envelope. In addition, I have prepared a prize of 1,200 silver for whoever performs the best tonight. This prize will go to her. I will also give her a VIP name to stab the restaurant for three years, and all the food and drink will be 50% off!"
A group of flower heads gathered their clothes and saluted to express their gratitude. Some famous people in Nanjing were invited in. The scene of the flower heads singing poems was very lively. Wenxun and Qin Qin girls sat together and talked about moral articles. When it was late at night, several scholars found that Yang Chengzu, the master, could not be found.
Not only did he even take a few beauties with him, but the man named Shuang Er’s escort and others disappeared. He couldn’t help but criticise him. At such an important time, he still ignored the woman and ignored the shareholders to punish him in the future. Several based people took them back to the seats and didn’t look for anyone.
At this time, Yang Chengzu was not as happy as they thought, but took the cold frost to mix the crowds and enjoy his own time like a young couple in Nanjing Street.
Chapter six hundred and ninety-nine Hope
Although it is impossible for a big city like Nanjing to stay up all night, the business hours will definitely be greatly extended compared with the past. In some places, the lights have to be put on overnight. On the street, you can still see some pedestrians returning late in twos and threes, and some snack vendors are still waiting to do business.
Yang Chengzu sat at a small table and waited for the shopkeeper to bring two bowls of Yuanxiao in front of a stall selling Yuanxiao. This stall craft is certainly not as good as that of a frenzy. It’s an emotional appeal to eat the cold frost. At this moment, the old vendor took off his veil and stole a look at the two people, secretly praising the couple. It’s just a matter of heart to see which mansion or lady they are dressed in luxury.
Yang Chengzu threw away a few silver beans and went out to send people away. He turned to look at the cold frost that had bitten a Yuanxiao and carefully blew the heat inside.
"Saint eat Yuanxiao sample is so good-looking. If I were the Tang Bohu, I would draw you this sample, which will surely sell a lot of money. Why don’t you ask him to draw one when we get to Suzhou? I heard that he is now down and out, and he is willing to paint with some money to make sure that you are as beautiful as a real person. "
Leng Fei Shuang Bai waited until the Lantern Festival was eaten before saying, "Tang Bohu, Chou Shizhou and others are good at drawing fire plans, but they really have an appetite for you. You might as well put them in your arms. In the future, each of your wives and concubines will draw some fire plans to ensure your satisfaction. What are you doing pulling me out? There are so many beautiful women in your family and those empresses are also stunning. Will they be very happy if you pull them out for the Lantern Festival?"
"Yes, they will be very happy if I take anyone out, even those empress beds will go if I want to, but the problem is who I take out, she is happy, others are unhappy, so they will be unhappy with you if I take you out, and they are harmonious with each other, and you don’t care if they are happy or not. How bad can you be if you come? Don’t you think? "
Cold frost brimming with the Yuanxiao buckle to his head and impulsively bowed their heads to concentrate on food fighting, and decided not to take a reason for this nuisance Yang Chengzu’s self-care chanting again.
"I didn’t expect to finish early, but I didn’t see the lanterns at this time, but I didn’t let’s go to see the Wei Guogong mansion and the eunuch yamen in Nanjing Palace for a while. The lights in these places have to be put on for a whole night. At this time, there are still people watching you. It is estimated that there are still people eating Lantern Festival."
He couldn’t help but stir up the cold frost and looked up. Sure enough, there was another pair of guests in this stall. Two years younger than himself, the two-year-old man’s clothes were very shabby, and he was patched in several places, and he was black and strong. At first glance, he was doing rough work. The woman was handsome in eyebrows and eyes, and she seemed to be dressed as a servant girl in a big family.
The man lovingly put the Lantern Festival in his bowl into the girl’s bowl. "Osmanthus fragrans, you told me last year that this old shopkeeper’s Lantern Festival is the best. I always remember that no matter how late it is, I will bring you to eat. Eat it quickly. You like this best."
The girl named Osmanthus fragrans fiddled with the Lantern Festival in the bowl. "It’s still the aquatic elder brother who treated me best. It’s a pity that you want to come out early. Although the young ladies and gentlemen have gone out, they are busy together. We have to be busy in life. The aquatic elder brother doesn’t blame me. Eat quickly. Don’t care about me. I have food and drink in my uncle’s house, but it must be hard for you to do manual work. It’s a lot of work to eat a few so late and accompany me to go out for a stroll."
The name is Shuishenghan, and she is pushing "No, no, no, no, no, I don’t like it. I’m glad you can come out with me if you eat it. Without osmanthus, I’ve worked very hard this year and I’m saving myself. I’ll soon save enough money for the big housekeeper, and then we can have a good life."
The woman smiled and bowed her head and bit the Lantern Festival. "It’s still so delicious, but we don’t want to stay out for too long, Miss. I can sleep late tomorrow, but you have to get up early and don’t want to tire your body out. Let’s go to see the lights and go home early. It’s getting late. I have also saved money. Unfortunately, my family has to subsidize my brothers and my father, and I have to help my three brothers build a house and beg for a wife … I don’t want you to work too hard, and I don’t want you to be exhausted when you get old.
Aquatic gorged osmanthus and put it in his bowl. Lantern Festival smiled and stretched out his arm gesticulating, "Don’t worry, osmanthus, I have the strength. I’m sure I can feed you. I decided to go to see the workers in Yangji early in the morning. I heard that the workers there not only pay more money, but also get bonuses. When they get old, a firm will pay for his generation. If I work harder, you won’t work in Uncle’s house. Didn’t you just say that Uncle’s six husbands are always hostile to you? It’s better for us to leave the wrong place as soon as possible
"Yang Ji?" The servant girl also nodded and agreed, "Yang Ji is really good. It’s a good place for the poor like us. Uncle’s family is also there. When I delivered the food today, I heard several young ladies say that there will be a great future there, but if we go to see the lantern day now, you will go to see the workers. When we get there, I won’t be the sixth young master in Uncle’s house. It’s really necrotic. Several sisters in the house have been bullied by him. I’m now from Huei-fang’s room. He dare not mess around, but I always see him a little
The two men were so happy that Yang Chengzu’s cold frost quietly followed them. Two ordinary people were weak. First, they went to Dingguogongfu to watch the lights for a long time, and then the osmanthus in the male period said something. She was quite angry and turned to go, but she was dragged by the water and begged for a long time. She stopped being angry and turned to the eunuch yamen.
Leng Feishuang’s face showed a sweet smile. "Today is their most interesting day. Can I ask you for personal feelings?"
Yang Chengzu smiled. "I know the aquatic sincerity. Miss Bo’s four sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in the room? I’ll go back and say it’s good. This kind of thing is nothing. How can our saint be merciful even to ordinary people like this? Wouldn’t it be better if you actually went over and gave them an ingot of silver? "
Cold frost gave him a white look and pulled up his sleeve and said, "Walk with me" and walked away from the Duke of Wei in the direction of Shili Qinhuai River.
Chapter seven hundred Yuan You ()
The Qinhuai River is also a lively place during the Yuan Festival. Even though the flower heads are called to perform in Yangji, the loss of high-end tourists is serious, but the low-end customers can still ensure that the banks of Qinhuai River are busy tonight.
Cold frost with Yang Chengzu naturally did not find a place to drink sanhua, but went directly out of the city to a famous forest city on the outskirts of the city. Compared with the hustle and bustle, this is another scene. It is dark around the houses in the distance, and occasionally some lights can’t shine here. The whole forest is gloomy and terrible. The festive atmosphere is very different.
After a long walk, they saw some young trees with two lanterns in their hands swaying back and forth in the depths of the forest. Presumably, some couples also took great risks to fall in love in this secluded place, and those lanterns suspected that they were sending a do not disturb signal.
The two men smiled at each other and walked to the depths of the forest. It was remote and few people dared to come during the day. At this time, it was even cleaner. Look and find a bare stump. Cold frost sat straight and handed the lantern to Yang Chengzu.
"Like those people, insert the lanterns so that someone will disturb them."
Wait until Yang Chengzu plugged in the lanterns and found the dead branches and lit a small bonfire. Cold frost laughed. "Do you think there will be strong people to rob these couples this day? If there is, I will find the past sword and kill them clean. This day, no one can talk well. It can be killed and cannot be left."
"It’s hard to say which year there have been similar cases, but overall, peace is in the majority. Besides, even if there is no eye, you won’t see me carrying that lantern in my hand and writing it as a Royal Guards yamen. Even if I don’t know how to read, I’ve seen these words and I won’t come to die."
As he spoke, he took a piece of tarpaulin and sat beside the cold flying frost, but because of the different height of the pedestal, it was a big piece taller than him
"Saint, I really want to say thank you for this matter. If it weren’t for your help, the Nanjing Cao Gang wouldn’t have been solved so smoothly. It seems that my previous judgment was wrong. There are so many younger brothers and students in your Southeast Sect."
Leng Feishuang shook his head. "These Christians just believe in religion and seek peace of mind. Moreover, I hope that some students can be bullied less. In the final analysis, Yang Ji is attractive enough for them to see hope before they are willing to help you. If I tell them some teachings, they will certainly listen, but they will definitely not do anything when they rebel. When Ning Wang rebelled, no one thought that they were the parishioners because their first identity was Lifu and their second identity was the kind of martyrs as you said. If every Bailian believer could be a saint, it would be very limited.
She said and stared his one eye. "Frost frost in front of the gang is very heart-warming. It seems that we really have something. Now they don’t know what to think of me. How can you let me set up a southeast education in the future?" Do you want everyone to say, look, this is the aunt in Yang’s command room who came out as the leader? "
Yang Chengzu smiled and made amends. "It’s not true that you can train someone to come out of Taiwan in the future. She can be a puppet leader. You can hide behind the command. Besides, as I said, you teach them to be loyal and patriotic and teach them to be a good person. It’s not a good thing for you to become a god after teaching. What do you want everyone to worship you for? If a person always looks at himself as a god, he will get farther and farther away from the ground."
Leng Feishuang ignored him, but stayed at the stump for a while and suddenly said, "You probably don’t know that I was once a daughter of a big family. If I hadn’t met that flood, I would have been married by now."
On the night of this Yuan Festival, she talked about her own experience and practice after being brought into the White Lotus Sect. "There are dozens of children like me. They all met good people and can enter heaven from now on. I know that there will be no place to eat for nothing. I am working harder and harder than all of them. I am here today, but most of them are no longer in this world. The last thing we do is to enter a room in pairs, and one person can come out. The other person will either die or abolish martial arts and then sell me and kill me. Elder martial sister has always taken care of me the most. She taught me more than half of my martial arts, and she saved everyone. I have real feelings. I know that elder martial sister was killed by me voluntarily because she was tired. She said that even if she survived this time, she would probably not survive. She wanted a relief. "
Yang Chengzu reached out and caught the cold frost hand. The other party did not struggle. His fingers were embedded in each other’s cold and greasy fingers, and ten fingers were tightly held together.
Leng Fei Shuang didn’t refuse or struggle, but it was very natural. "If I hadn’t met Master, I might not have died. If I fell into the hands of people, I might have been sold to the house as a maid, or I might have been sold to the Qing building. Do you think if that were the case, would there be a good person like aquatic who worked hard to make money and I would be redeemed?"
"There will definitely be you, so beautiful, but I think it is more likely that you have been taken over by that sixth young master, and the people in the room have no money."
"Yes, I also thought it would be like this. I’ve always wanted to lead the troops to rebel, not because I’m rich and prosperous, not because I’m an emperor. I want to change the dynasty and make this day a different place. The rich can’t oppress the poor, the poor, the old and the weak at will, but there is also a way to live, so that everyone can have a way to live and get old. I know it’s very difficult and difficult to go, but I’m not afraid that I can fight for my life. I can achieve this goal with my sword, but it’s not until today that I
"You mean Yang Ji?" Yang Chengzu’s grip on her hand is heavier, and the other hand seems to be slightly warmer.
"Yes, it’s Yang Ji. I know Yang Ji can’t do it now, but when you have Yang Ji all over the dynasty like you conceived, maybe the world I want will appear. I decided to help you!" The cold frost hand violently shook Yang Chengzu’s hand, and the tone was firm. Looking up, the galaxy was full of ambitions and several desires turned into fire, and the whole forest was turned into a fire to illuminate the darkness.
Chapter seven hundred and one Yuan You ()
"Xie Zun repairs bridges and roads, is eager for public interests and kindness. He is a well-known benevolence, righteousness, Confucianism and businessman, but he doesn’t know how many wives and daughters he wants to fry a batch of food at a random price. But everyone thinks that this kind of thing is to increase the price of food in the disaster area. This is the business road. Even Yang Tinghe, the records, recognizes this asshole view that he is a good man. If he doesn’t say this, Xie Zun-ren keeps three women outside Nanjing. The city is a bit famous. The female shopkeeper came out to maintain the family business because the men at home missed. Xie Zun’s favorite thing is to levy this kind of woman. There are many means to make people think about it. "
"There is also the fact that Master Cao, Lord Xu, has also heard that they will capsize because they are doing business with Xie Zun, that is, the capital is speculating in food. This time, because the food price in the capital has not risen, Xie Zun will ask him to bear the loss. Master Cao’s money has been moved from the Ministry and he has boldly moved the grain. The result is that it is true or his daughter is beautiful. Xie Zun can’t get him to be sent to the army. How can his daughter be an concubine?"
Leng Feishuang waved a Bai Hong in the other hand and drew his sword and returned it in one go. An ancient tree branch around him crashed down. "Why didn’t you say earlier that I wanted to know that? He wouldn’t want to go to the restaurant today!"
She was born in a rich family and suddenly changed and fell into the Jianghu. In her heart, she was most sympathetic to encountering similar Miss Cao, so she regarded Xie Zun as her own enemy.
"If I don’t tell you this, I’m afraid you’ll have this reaction. We are businessmen, not robbers. Come out and fight a few times to let the other party know that we have the strength. If he does something weird, he will die even worse. It’s enough to really get his head cut off in front of everyone, even if it’s long live. No matter how I do it, I have to transfer me back to the capital. This Yang Ji-sheng can’t do anything."
Leng Feishuang also knows that what he said is reasonable. He came from the stump and sat down next to Yang Chengzu on the tarpaulin. "I’m too impulsive when you mention it. It seems that in three years, I not only worked as a bodyguard for you, but also learned to do business with you. I’ve always been here. I don’t care about strategy or business or lead troops to fight. I asked myself not to do it. But today, when I saw the red-faced young man, I didn’t talk about martial arts. I didn’t talk about doing business. It seems that I really should study hard. The red-faced His martial arts is really fierce. You can’t see at this level that you can’t know how strong he really is until I take this course. Even my master may not be able to beat him if he practices for a few more years … "
Yang Chengzu hurriedly interrupted her words "again bad? It’s here that you are a guard for me or a real strongman who works in the military camp. "He stretched out his hand and pointed to his head." The pen is always more powerful than the sword. It’s not white. No wonder it’s a river’s lake. "