The day before the Spring Festival, Mo Beichen, as the prospective son-in-law of Nangong Villa and the main executor of this assassination plan, went to meet Qi Han with Nangong Jingze for a confidential discussion.
Shen Xingwan and Jiang Shiyilang did not stay at the villa, but went for a night tour of Chunjiang River, where the memorial ceremony was held.
The riverside was already crowded with people and very lively. Candlelight illuminated the river surface.
Sure enough, the wooden stage for the performance has been set up.
"The spring girl will dance on it tomorrow."
"This year's Spring Lady is said to be a Linglong girl."
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Shen Xingwan looked at the platform that almost reached the middle of the river, "What's the origin of this Linglong?"
Jiang Shiyilang waved the fan in his hand and said, "The top card of Hongdou Pavilion has been famous in the world for the past two years. He is both good and evil."
Shen Xingwan, "Hongdou Pavilion, the name is a bit interesting."
Jiang Shiyilang, "Red beans are from the southern country. It is said that the owner of Hongdou Pavilion comes from the distant southern country."
But now it seems that he probably has a lot to do with Qi Han.
Shen Xingwan chuckled lightly, "I hope this exquisite girl will not disappoint anyone tomorrow."
The two of them walked around the river bank casually, entered a nearby restaurant, ordered wine and drank happily.
After drinking until midnight, their steps staggered as if they were drunk, and the two of them asked for a room to rest.
As soon as he entered the room, Shen Xingwan suddenly woke up and was no longer drunk.
They don't have to follow Nangong Jingze in tomorrow's ceremony.
Nangong Jingze's identity can at most bring him a nominal brother-in-law, Mo Beichen.
Shen Xingwan opened the window on the third floor and asked, "Is Little Tail gone?"
Jiang Shiyilang said indifferently, "It doesn't matter if you can't leave or not."
Jiang Shiyilang sat down and placed the chess pieces on the table, "How about a game?"
The two sat down and started playing chess.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, and Shen Xingwan had no sleep at all.
Tonight, under the cover of darkness in southern Fujian, many things are happening quietly.
Dongqing and Chanyi led people to the legendary gathering place of fisherwomen, and tried to enter the place under the leadership of Chanyi's medicine powder and Fat Meow.
It is cloudy, rainy and humid all year round. There are a lot of poisonous substances gathered here, and there are often heavy fogs that make people easily disoriented.
With Fat Cat around, they can find the direction and walk in smoothly.
The mercenary army under Nan Yuan never fights unprepared battles and has already conducted reconnaissance and ambush.
What they have to do now is to lie dormant and wait for the opportunity.
In the list given by Shen Xingwan, the Nangong family was specially circled and marked with an asterisk. Nan Yuan led Liuying's people to come in person.
Shen Ruoyan's team quietly entered the three military garrison areas of King Min Nan, bypassed the main camp, and marched towards the nearby water source.
The candles in Min Xijian's yard stayed on all night.
He said to Qin Xuejian, "My mother and concubine will leave it to you tomorrow."
The strength on his side mainly comes from his maternal ancestor's family, the Gu family. The Gu family is one of the four major families in Minnan and is very powerful.
Qin Xuejian nodded, "Don't worry."
The Jianghu people who came here with a lot of money had already laid an ambush at the place designated by Qi Han overnight.
Jiang Shiyilang dropped a piece, "Southern Fujian is really interesting tonight."
Shen Xingwan yawned, "Who do you think the final winner will be?"
Jiang Shiyilang's eyes were as bright as a flash, "It doesn't matter, as long as it can cause chaos in Minnan."
If they succeed, it will naturally be beneficial to them to promote Min Xijian to the throne.
If it fails, throw dirty water on it.
The Nangong family colluded with the regent of Xiling and betrayed the country in pursuit of glory.
This is a crime that requires the entire family to be executed, and they are not at a loss.
Think of it as her return gift to Nangong Xian.
Both of them were very good at chess. After playing three games, it was already getting light.
After freshening up, I went downstairs to have breakfast.
The lobby was already full of guests, and everyone was very excited in the early morning.
King Min Nan will go to the temple to worship his ancestors in the morning, and will only appear in Chunjiang in the afternoon.
After the two of them finished eating, they went to the shore early and chose a location with a wide view.
Shen Xingwan also bought two small bamboo chairs from a stall by the river and handed one to Jiang Shiyilang, "Sit down."
Many people have come early to occupy good seats, but the real memorial service will not begin until sunset in the afternoon.
Jiang Shiyilang took it and sat down, sighing, "I really know how to do business."
Those of them who came early from the front row almost all bought one.
Soon the fruit sellers, food sellers, and tea buyers all started shouting.
Shen Xingwan had both hands full of food. He wanted to eat more and wait until he could work.
In the afternoon, the crowd began to commotion.
"The King of Minnan is here!"
Shen Xingwan stood up and the officers and soldiers cleared the way.
King Minnan and Princess Minnan appeared on the main stage by the river. A large group of people followed behind them.
Shen Xingwan narrowed his eyes and looked carefully for a while before he saw Mo Beichen in the crowd.
On the other hand, Qin Xuejian was accompanying the ancient concubine, only one step behind King Min Nan, and could see her at a glance.
"Why didn't you see Liyan?"
It's a bit far away, so I won't be able to catch anyone's attention.
Jiang Shiyilang said, "Lead people behind to maintain order."
Ordinary people were isolated outside by the soldiers, and the best positions were reserved for King Minnan and several major families.
Quickly remembering the sound of drums, a group of people wearing masks on the wooden stage began to perform the local folk dance of Minnan.
In addition to the excitement, half of the people on the list given by Shen Xingwan have been eliminated.
The Spring Festival is a lively and beautiful festival for the common people. But for powerful people who are used to seeing good things, they are not that interested.
The old man who had just come out of the courtyard outside his home was killed by an arrow through his heart.
The young man was about to go home after having fun in the casino. As he was walking out, he bumped into a drunk man.
"Don't you have eyes when you walk..."
As soon as the young master finished cursing, he fell down clutching his abdomen and refused to close his eyes.
There were also those who fell off their horses, were poisoned, and died on the oiran's bed.
Of course, there are also those who are very vigilant and died in a head-on confrontation with mercenaries...
The most exaggerated thing is that Shen Xingwan, who was bored, clearly saw someone on the bridge falling directly into the river.
Shen Xingwan twitched the corner of his mouth, "Isn't this too rude?"
She clearly saw the hand of a man wearing coarse cloth.
Jiang Shiyilang lowered his voice, "Where did you find someone who is dedicated enough?"
The Spring Festival is about to begin, and we have not forgotten to perform our tasks.
Fortunately, this episode did not cause a sensation.
Every year, people watching the excitement accidentally fall into the river, and everyone has long been accustomed to it.
Don't even worry, because there will be officers and soldiers with water connections who are ready to go into the water to rescue people at any time.
Looking from a distance, King Minnan and his wife had already begun to offer incense to worship heaven.
Shen Xingwan cheered up and said, "It's about to begin."
An incense altar was set up on the shore, and King Minnan devoutly offered Sanzhu incense. A Taoist priest in Taoist robes recited a long list of blessing words in Minnan dialect.
King Minnan poured the wine into the ground and the river.
As the sacrificial song played, the people each grabbed a small handful of colorless rice and threw it into the river.
As the Romans do, Shen Xingwan also sprinkled a small amount.
