Chapter 35 One Night of Fish and Dragon Dance (One)

Firecrackers are ringing, and the lights are like dragons. According to the custom of the Wu Dynasty, lanterns are on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month. On the 17th day of the first lunar month, lanterns are lit for five days. The city dances dragons and lions, and they never sleep day and night. But naturally, the 15th day of the 10th day of the 15th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 10th year of the 1

The lively night was not as good as the fireworks of the poems and the music of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but more of the party atmosphere that had not been completed since the end of the year. If people prefer to appreciate the books of the literati and talented people on the Mid-Autumn Festival, and are more happy to see the style of many idols competing. On the first night of the Shangyuan period, people focused more on the celebrations of themselves and their families, relatives and friends, eating Lantern Festival, guessing riddles, and visiting the night market, and then they paid attention to the misty and rainy towers where the literati and talented people were.

The reason for this situation is complicated. The road is blocked by heavy snow, the number of passers-by merchants and pedestrians has decreased, and some students who were studying abroad returned to their hometowns before the New Year... There are still various gatherings about poetry, but they are not as clear as every Mid-Autumn Festival. Puyuan Poetry Festival and Shishui Poetry Festival are not officially held in Shangyuan. This night is usually performed by students from Lichuan Academy. Lichuan is actually the official school in Jiangning. If it were not for the influence of Pan's mansion holding Shishui Poetry Festival in Mid-Autumn Festival, the quality of students there would be the highest.

Of course, even if many more formal poetry meetings are not held, literati and talented people still have a large number of banquets to go to and exchange some excellent works at the end of the year. Some students in Lichuan will also disperse to participate in these banquets, and then use their own poems to grab the limelight with their classmates. In short, this night is more of the festive atmosphere since the end of the year.

After nightfall, there was a prosperous atmosphere. When the bell rang at the hour of Hai (9 o'clock in the evening), Ning Yi and Xiaochan were eating dumplings at the snack stall near Zhuque Street. There were lanterns with various riddles around, illuminating the entire street market as if it were daytime.

In the evening, Ning Yi and Su Tan'er followed Su Boyong to the family's family's family to attend a banquet. After the basic etiquette was completed, Su Tan'er said goodbye to Ning Yi and said that the young couple went to Zhuque Street to take a walk, but in fact, it was not all for this.

Several shopkeepers under Su Tan'er were discussing business in Mingxiu Building nearby tonight. Su Tan'er was concerned about the results, so after a little play on the road, he went to a small teahouse opposite Mingxiu Building to find a table to sit down, listening to the opera in the teahouse while waiting for the results. Ning Yi listened to the opera with her for a while, and when the young shopkeeper named Xi Junyu came to report the preliminary results, he also got up and prepared to walk around for a while.

"Shop around Zhuque Street and see what's delicious, and try it a little."

"Remember to bring me a little back."

Su Tan'er smiled sweetly and said to him, and then Xiaochan followed him. When he went downstairs, he looked back and saw Su Tan'er turning into a calm and talk to the young shopkeeper. Since Su Tan'er had also led him to various shops of the Su family around the Chinese New Year, Ning Yi, the shopkeeper, had also met several times. He was ambitious and capable, but he was not reserved enough, but he was quite outstanding. This reminded Ning Yi that when he was young many years ago, he had seen many such young people, with friends and opponents. But in the end, the one who surprised him the most was the indecisive and followed him. Thinking about it, it was a bit ironic.

Not long after, he and Xiaochan were near Zhuque Street and tasted it along the routes of snack stalls. There was still unmelted snow on both sides of the road, and the wind was blowing near the Qinhuai River, but it was not cold. The whole street felt like it was full of heat, dragons and lions dancing, lanterns and juggling, and the heat rising from the stoves of various vendors. Xiaochan couldn't eat much, so he bought a small lantern and carried it in his hand, and the pattern of a cat was on the lantern. Of course, the cat had the word "king" on its forehead, so I just thought it was a tiger.

"Son-in-law, how do you solve the riddle of the candied coptis chinensis?"

"Can you share the joys and sorrows?"

"Son-in-law, the young woman in yellow silk, what is the grandson's mortar?"

"Haha, it's very difficult to know this. Cao Cao asked Yang Xiu, and the answer was a wonderful statement."

"Son-in-law, there is a very difficult thing here, one in one shape, four branches and eight heads. 1858, Feiquan is upturned... What is this..."

“…How do I know.”

"So my son-in-law doesn't know..."

"Did you guess the first two correctly? Have you asked?"

"It's right for the son-in-law to say it."

"...Come here to eat dumplings... After eating dumplings, tell you that it is a tic toe."

"Oh, it turns out to be tic toe."

Xiaochan really couldn't get angry, so he ate a few dumplings and then turned to the next stall. The five-spice beans in this stall were Xiaochan's favorite. He bought a half porcelain cup and ate it slowly. The small lantern was shaking. After a while, he said in a daze: "Miss is actually very tired."

"Um?"

"Just now... the lady was in the teahouse just now, and my son-in-law was about to leave. Actually, my son-in-law knew a lot of things, right?"

The little face was a little serious. Ning Yi thought about it and nodded with a smile: "If the conversation is inappropriate, your lady will make the decision after all. I am there, it is useless, and sometimes it will be counterproductive."

"Sure enough, my son-in-law knows..." Xiaochan nodded, looked at Ning Yi for a few glances, and was a little reluctant to speak, but finally said, "Why don't my son-in-law help the lady?"

"Your lady is very awesome, don't worry."

Xiaochan thought about it, then laughed again: "The lady is very happy recently."

"Um?"

"Because of my son-in-law, the lady rarely talked so much to people in the past... Well, she also said it, but she was happy if she didn't talk about business or something. She also told stories and played chess... So Xiaochan thought that if my son-in-law was willing to help the lady, the lady would definitely be happier. My son-in-law also knew that the lady... After all, she was a girl's house like Xiaochan. When she went out to do things, there were always people gossiping. If the lady didn't say it, she must have a lot of thoughts in her heart..."

Xiaochan really thought about Su Tan'er and mustered up a lot of courage to say this. She was afraid that she would be more capable than the maid's duty, which made Ning Yi a little unhappy. She looked at Ning Yi in embarrassment from time to time. The reaction she received was that Ning Yi's whole face was "hmmed" and pulled it into a big pie by Ning Yi.

"How old was Chan'er who entered Su Mansion?"

"The world is broken." Chan'er hesitated for a moment, then muttered and gestured. When Ning Yi let go of her cheek and turned forward, she trotted and chased after her, adding, "Chan'er was sold in at the age of four."

"Four years old, so young..."

"Juan'er is the same. Sister Xing'er is one year older than us. She was five years old at that time. The lady was eight years old at that time." Xiaochan did not avoid this, but she smiled a little sweetly. "It was so young at that time that she wanted to have sex with people. But it happened that the Su family wanted a few girls, so Xiaochan chose it. The family originally wanted to sell her brother."

"I didn't hear you mention your family."

"Xiao Chan was sold to the Su Mansion, but she was the one from the Su Mansion. How could she mention them all day long?" Xiao Chan lowered her head and thought, "Actually, Xiao Chan couldn't remember too much about what happened when she was a child, she was just hungry. I heard that there was a younger brother who was starved to death shortly after she was born. The family wanted to sell her brother, and her brother could always do something. Later, she sold her Xiao Chan for twenty-five years and got thirty-five taels of silver at home. In fact, following the lady, she was a maternal girl. This is a blessing. She didn't care about it for many years. Now Xiao Chan sends ten taels of silver to her family every year. Her brother got married last year and wrote a letter to Xiao Chan, saying that she married the most beautiful girl in the neighboring village, and her name was ugly... Well, Xiao Chan went back the year before yesterday and could go home to see her sister-in-law in March this year..."

Many things are the norm in society today. Xiaochan is not much sad when she talks about it. Later, she becomes happy, and then feels guilty and purses her lips: "Son-in-law..."

Ning Yi smiled and said, "So Tan'er is like your sister, right?"

"Yes." The little girl nodded quickly, then shook her head, "Xiao Chan is just a maid, I don't dare to think so."

"Then she often talks to you about business matters, and often tells the shopkeepers, even if I help her, why is it different if I have one more me?"

"But, but... the son-in-law is different..."

"Ha, don't think too much. The reason why your lady can tell me about those things is because I don't understand and I don't do business. If I can really help, it will be a business deal." Although she is simple in front of Su Tan'er, Xiaochan is not stupid. On the contrary, she is very smart. Ning Yi doesn't care about her scheming for Su Tan'er. At this time, the two of them walked forward in the crowd. Ning Yi smiled and said, "Your lady is much better than you think. If she is not so powerful, it's useless to not help her. It's best for her to stop as soon as possible. Although I'm very happy to think I'm powerful, but don't...uh..."

Ning Yi stopped his voice, and Xiaochan came from behind: "Son-in-law is so amazing." Under the bright lantern light, Ning Yi frowned slightly and looked at his left hand in confusion. There was a bright red color on the outside of his thumb, which was sticky and not dry yet. This is... blood.

Where to touch...

I looked back in confusion. The street market was brightly lit, the crowd was coming and going, and all kinds of noisy sounds were endless. On the other end of Zhuque Street, a yellow dragon flew with the clanging sounds of gongs and drums. In the lively Shangyuan scenery, several yamen runners were mixed together, as if they were looking for something.

The next moment, blood suddenly burst out...
Chapter completed!