There are many delicacies in Daxuan, but Xu Zhiqiong’s favorites are really these two things.
Fragrant mash and bacon from Sun Yang’s shop.
Although Yu Shan looked awkward, it had to be said that there was an incomprehensible affinity between the two people's temperaments.
Yu Shan also thought the same way: "If you weren't so annoying, I would really like to drink with you a few more times, have a good time drinking with you, and not have so many nonsense rules. Last time I drank with the young master of the Minister of Etiquette, one drink
I held the wine in my hand, and after talking for half an hour, I couldn’t drink it. The wine evaporated and was filled with his saliva. I felt really sick when I saw him!"
Yu Shan drank two glasses and cut the bacon.
"Before the big exam, I went to your house to drink, and you just kept your head down eating and drinking. My appetite improved as I watched.
If I had known that your life was at stake in this battle, I should have drank with you every day, and then fought with you after drinking. After the fighting, we would drink again, and one day I would beat you, this bastard, to death.
My heart feels happy."
You are such a bastard, I will beat you to death, you bastard! When I come back, I will beat you to death as soon as I see you!
"That bastard Shi Xun has become a lantern keeper for thousands of households in the yamen. Don't take it to heart if he doesn't let the lantern holder sweep the lanterns for you. It's not that the brothers in the yamen have no conscience. They still have to support their families. They are really afraid of losing their jobs.
Not only was the Deng Yamen not allowed to come, but Wuwei Camp and Qingyi Pavilion were not allowed to come. The emperor did not dare to issue an order. He only let the officials communicate with each other. I heard that he was afraid of offending the White Tiger True God."
What does this matter have to do with True God White Tiger?
Yu Shan continued: "I'm not afraid of those bastards, who are they? Now, the only person I can like in the Imperial City Department is Commander Zhong.
I really didn’t expect that he was a third-grade member of the Mo family. He was really well hidden. Now that he is imprisoned in Longtuge, I don’t know if Liang Daguan’s family will spare him."
Is bell ginseng a third-grade product?
Xu Zhiqiong was quite surprised.
But if you think about it carefully, there were some signs before.
When the Yin Yang Division explored the cultivation level at night, Xu Zhiqiong could not see the cultivation level of Zhong Shen. This proved that Zhong Shen's cultivation level was above the fifth level, at least the fourth level.
Thinking about it further, when Xu Zhiqiong killed Zhou Kairong's nephew, Zhou Kairong came to the government office to provoke him, but he fell into a trap and showed himself in front of the government office for a whole day. As a sixth-grade Confucian practitioner, Zhou Kairong struggled in the trap.
There is no chance, which proves that Zhong Shen’s strength is far better than ordinary people.
Think again about the twenty-four green lanterns lit by Zhong Shen in front of the Qinglong Palace, which are more powerful than the red lanterns.
No wonder Zhong Jian is right. With him and Wu Xu in the Imperial City Department, even the three elders of Canglong Palace may not be their opponents.
The emperor should not dare to go too far with Zhong Shen. Zhong Shen is loyal, but not pedantic. He will fall out when pressed. The emperor's cultivation is gone, and the only person left in the palace is Chen Shun, who is the third grade. Chen Shun is injured, and Dean Lin
It was once said that the Mohists could defeat the eunuchs, but they probably couldn't do anything with bell ginseng either.
Yu Shan drank a few more drinks, stood up and said: "I'm afraid I'll have to work all day and all night during the Hanako Festival tomorrow. I'll go back first. I'll be promoted to an official and come to see you once. When I become a commander, I'll go to your grave."
Come show off for three days and I’ll piss you off, you bastard!”
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You bastard! You are the most bastard!
Xu Zhiqiong chased Yu Shan and yelled and cursed for a long time. When he looked back, he saw that the master had already started fasting.
A pot of fragrant mash was consumed in a flash, and the bacon was almost eaten.
Xu Zhiqiong said: "There are already seven people. There is still one day tomorrow, and the three of us will definitely be able to gather together!"
The master wiped the oil on his hands and said with a smile: "Tomorrow is the Flower Festival. Who dares to go out? You should give up this idea as soon as possible."
Xu Zhiqiong squatted on the grave and looked at the Taoist priest angrily.
Daozheng snorted coldly: "Look what I'm doing? Do you blame me for celebrating the festival?"
Hanako Festival, the third day of July, is one of the oldest festivals in Daxuan.
On this day, beggars will gather together and beg in the streets. Restaurants will treat them to a meal and wine shops will treat them to a bowl of wine. Those who have more money at home should give them something, otherwise they will be punished by beggars. tease.
Teasing is a very difficult thing to define.
Saying something dirty is considered teasing, laughing and cursing is also teasing, going to the house to reveal a tile is also teasing, killing people and setting fires is also hard to say whether it is teasing or not.
The Hanako Festival is the busiest day of the Imperial City Division. Wuwei Camp and Zhangdeng Yamen must do their best to maintain law and order in the capital. They ignore minor troubles and cannot be lenient when they become big ones. Every year, the Imperial City Division arrests hundreds of people. Even if he is a flower child, he must be twenty or thirty to be executed immediately.
If this is the case inside the city, the situation outside the city is even more difficult to say. As the saying goes, if there is chaos in the city, there will be chaos outside the city. It doesn't matter if there is chaos in the city, but if there is chaos outside the city, it is the same as with bandits.
Baihu Mountain is outside the city.
In this case, would ordinary people dare to go up the mountain?
Let's pin our hopes on tonight.
Only two people came tonight, Chang Decai and Yang Wu.
"Brother, we have wanted to come here for a long time, but we don't know where you are buried!"
"Master, our family can't help you, it's because our family is useless!"
"Brother, we don't have any money. I asked Lao Chang to go out and sell it, but he refused. I only have these few sandalwood grains left with me. I'm reluctant to eat them, so I left them with you."
Xu Zhiqiong looked at the two of them carefully, with a disgraced look on his face. These days were really embarrassing.
Why don't they go back to Yilangyuan? There is still money in Yilangyuan!
Yang Wu wiped his nose and said: "Zhiqiong, don't be afraid. I went to the underworld and bought you a piece of ghost jade. Lady Jiang Wuxian in the grocery store is very nice. The stuff is not expensive at all, only eighty taels." "
Only eighty taels?
That's all my belongings!
Jiang Wuniang, Jiang Wuniang, you are so stupid. You talk to people and tell ghosts. Aren’t you lying to ghosts?
You wait, wait until I am still alive, and it will be up to you how you repay this debt!
Yang Wu then said: "I have discussed it with Shi Duguan. When he sees you, he will definitely keep you! Then I will take you in, and we will go back to Yilangyuan to live together!"
You took me in?
Who is the master then?
Chang Decai cried: "Master, our family also bought you a paper stick. I was afraid that you would be lonely there, so I asked her to accompany you. But there are too many beggars in the capital and they tore the paper stick to pieces. We My family wants to teach them a lesson, but they are also afraid of causing trouble and being seen by others. Master, don’t blame our family!"
Xu Zhiqiong flew to the top of the mountain and looked at Wang Anjing.
It was dark in the capital city.
During the Flower Festival, no lights are lit, but lights are lit to attract flowers.
Although Hanako Festival is tomorrow, these beggars are already making trouble.
Will anyone come tomorrow?
Yang Wu and Chang De just cried for a while and left Baihu Mountain.
Xu Zhiqiong looked at the Taoist priest: "There are nine people!"
The Taoist priest shook his head: "These two are ghosts, so they don't count!"
"Why doesn't it count? Ghosts were humans too! They came to worship me sincerely!"
“It doesn’t count, it doesn’t count!”
…
Xu Zhiqiong waited all night, but no one came.
During the day the next day, beggars all over the city were in commotion. Thousands of beggars wandered the streets, eating in restaurants, drinking in wine shops, and listening to books and music in Goulan sheds.
All members of the Wuwei Battalion mobilized and stepped up patrols. The old rules remained unchanged. They ignored small things but showed no mercy on big things. Fortunately, the beggars also abided by the rules and no big trouble was caused.
At nightfall, it was time for the lamp-carrying yamen to be dispatched. Qiao Shungang still wanted to act according to the old rules, but Shi Xun wanted to establish a new one.
He gathered the lantern men at the gate of the government office and issued an order: "Tonight, if you see a beggar, arrest him, take him to the foot of the overpass, keep him under guard, and release him early tomorrow morning!"
Qiao Shungang's eyes widened and he really couldn't understand what Shi Xun meant: "Arrest all the beggars during the Flower Festival? Are you crazy?"
Shi Xun frowned and said: "Qiao Shungang, you are too unruly. If you feel that this red light man has done enough, you can just resign when the commander comes back."
Qiao Shungang was furious, and green light man Liu Dashun stepped forward and said: "Shi Qianhu, can you please allow me to ask, why do you want to arrest beggars?"
"You don't need me to teach you? How many things have happened in the capital recently? His Majesty has been tired and sick because of these things. Do you know? What does the Imperial City Department do? What does the Lantern Yamen do? We are wearing these 黒骁 uniforms.
To share your Majesty's worries!
Don’t you feel bad that His Majesty is worried and tired every day? Don’t you blush? Don’t you know how uncomfortable it is? Are you worthy of His Majesty’s kindness? Are you worthy of the sign of the Yamen?”
Qu Jinshan said: "Shi Qianhu, let me tell you something. During the Huazi Festival, Huazi must be allowed to make trouble for one day. This is the rule left by the Daxuan ancestors."
Shi Xun looked at Qu Jinshan and said: "From now on, if I ask you to speak, you speak again. These are my rules. I don't care what my ancestors' rules are. If you stay in Zhangdeng Yamen for one day, you must obey my rules."
You guys are so unruly, Wu Xu has trained you into it. From today on, you have to learn the rules again. If I see a beggar tonight..."
"What can I do if I see it?"
Before he finished speaking, a beggar appeared in front of Shi Xun.
Shi Xun was startled, but he saw the beggar took out a cloth bag and put it on Shi Xun's head. The bag instantly grew bigger and covered Shi Xun inside.
The beggar took out an iron rod from behind and beat Shi Xun so hard that he cried for his father and mother.
Shi Xun's younger brother Shi Chuan shouted: "Who is this? He is committing murder in the street, arrest him, hurry up, arrest..."
Qiao Shun just turned around and kicked Shi Chuan to the ground. He kicked Shi Chuan several more times and knocked Shi Chuan unconscious.
Qiao Shungang recognized this beggar.
The beggar beat him for a long time, but Shi Xun stopped moving.
He put away the iron rod, turned around and said to Qiao Shungang: "Hang these two brothers under the overpass for one night, and then pick them up tomorrow."
Qiao Shungang suppressed his laughter: "You, what do you look like..."
"What's wrong? Is it embarrassing?"
"No, it's not embarrassing," Qiao Shungang shook his head repeatedly, "What's the shame in this? Is it a holiday..."
"Come on, follow me to the streets to catch beggars!"
Qiao Shungang said in astonishment: "You still arrest beggars?"
"It's not for nothing, just give them money if you catch them!"
…
In the evening, red lanterns were hung up at Li Qi Teahouse, and several nearby shops also lit up the lanterns in front of their doors.
Qin Changmao also lit the lantern in the toothbrush shop and sighed: "Although you have different temperaments, you are still a hero after all."
From the west of the city to Wang'an River, all the shops lit up lanterns. Xiao Sanniang from the Peony Shed said: "Shopkeeper, we don't light lanterns during the Flower Festival, we light them to attract flowers!"
"Just hire me," He Silang said with a smile, "The shopkeeper of Li Qi Tea House has said hello in advance and will send a friend on his way tonight."
In Beiyuan's peach blossom shed, the old shopkeeper personally lit the lantern, and the dancer trembled with fright: "Shopkeeper, the beggar is here!"
"Come on, invite them in to enjoy the dance! Get your clothes ready!"
The shopkeeper of the Zhukulong Tea House went out to the street to greet Hua Zi: "Brothers, come in and have a cup of tea!"
The beggar looked up and down: "Shopkeeper Zhu, you have shown a kind heart today."
"Is it a holiday?"
"We're not going to your place. We already have no food in our stomachs, and we're even hungrier after drinking tea."
"It's okay, there are still refreshments. Brothers, please come in and sit down. Not only have I prepared tea, but I have also prepared some new clothes for you."
…
At Shenshi, Wu Shanxing ordered his men to light lamps at the top of the city, and a group of beggars walked out of the city.
A newly arrived soldier said: "Master Wu, these sluts won't cause trouble when they leave the city."
"If you are worried about them causing trouble, just stop them. See if you can stop them!"
…
Xu Zhiqiong stood on the top of the mountain and looked at Anjing.
It’s strange, they don’t light up the lights during the Hanako Festival, so why are the lights so bright tonight?
The Taoist priest yawned: "There are still two hours left. Let's take another look. It's hard to say when I will return to the capital in the future."
Xu Zhiqiong shook his head and said: "I'm not leaving, I'm not going anywhere. My name is Xu Zhiqiong, Qiong Qiong. If I go somewhere else, am I still the same person?"
"Tie Pi, do you want to hang out with my master? Believe it or not, I will take you away now?"
"What's the rush? Aren't there still two hours?"
An hour later, Xu Zhiqiong finally waited for someone.
The little beggar took a lotus leaf bag and placed it in front of Xu Zhiqiong's grave.
"Master Denglang, I, I have wanted to kowtow to you for a long time, but grandpa said that I have to bring you something. I asked for half a bowl of porridge yesterday. I was really hungry, so I took one bite, but this one was
Without stopping, I ate half the bowl of porridge.
Today is the festival. I asked for a bag of millet rice and a piece of tofu. I will give them to you. You can eat them. They are delicious. Grandpa said that you should be full before you go on the road."
Silly boy.
Xu Zhiqiong smiled, causing a gust of wind to blow the lotus leaf bag.
The alluring scent of millet wafts out.
The little beggar licked his lips: "Master Denglang, can I just take a bite?"
Eat, silly boy, eat!
The little beggar grabbed the millet rice, took a bite, sniffed and said, "Master Denglang, can I have another bite?"
Eat, eat big!
The child had a miserable life and was bitten twice by a vicious dog.
This child was also desperate and was saved twice by Xu Zhiqiong.
Seeing that the bag of rice was gone, the little beggar slapped himself.
"Master Denglang, it's all my fault for being greedy. Master Denglang, there is still a piece of tofu left for you to eat!"
Eat, don’t leave it to me, eat it all!
"Master Denglang, my grandpa will come to see you later."
Xu Zhiqiong sighed.
Why don't I come with you?
Forget it, there's no point in coming together, it's almost midnight, and there are only nine people including your grandpa.
"Master Lantern Master, this year's Hanako Festival, everyone is lighting up lanterns at home, saying that they are sending Master Lantern Master on his way."
Is this lamp lit for me?
Xu Zhiqiong trembled and turned to look at the Taoist priest: "Are you counting?"
"God's will, God's will is like this!" the Taoist sighed, "If I don't come to your grave, naturally I won't be counted."
"If you don't count, you won't count. How about God's will!"
"Zhi Qiong, this is what happens in the mortal world. What's the harm in starting over in a different place? Just follow me."
"Take another look, let me take another look!" Xu Zhiqiong stood up and looked at the brightly lit capital, his vision slightly blurred.
Don't blame them.
If the government refuses to let you come, who is not afraid of the government's ban? Who doesn't want to live in peace and contentment?
It's enough if you can light a lamp.
"Grandpa is here!" the little beggar turned around and shouted.
It's coming, it's really coming.
Why are there so many beggars?
Didn’t your grandfather recruit the beggar gang?
The Taoist priest looked surprised: "I can tell you that if I come to worship you, I can count you. If I come to demolish your grave, I can't count you."
"Why are the beggars tearing down my grave?"
"Perhaps I dismantled your coffin to make a bed board. That thing is very useful."
A group of beggars approached. The old beggar put down a bowl of porridge first and said, "Hero, you are full and ready to go."
Another beggar raised his head: "Zhiqiong, the brothers are here to see you off!"
It's bell ginseng.
Behind Zhong Shen are Qiao Shungang, Qu Jinshan, Meng Shizhen, Wang Zhennan, Li Pu'an and Niu Yuxian.
All of them have disheveled hair and tattered clothes, and they all look like beggars.
Where did they get these rags?
Li Pu'an smiled and said: "The old horse's injury has not healed yet. He was stabbed in the stomach. He stopped having diarrhea. You said he has this problem, he, he has this problem..."
Li Pu'an's voice was trembling: "He asked me to burn some paper money for you. Brother, you better go."
Wang Zhennan said: "Tonight, during the Flower Festival, all the brothers dare not come. We have to watch all night, but we all brought our thoughts."
More than twenty lanternmen came.
There are others.
Brother Tong wiped his face with mud, and Xu Zhiqiong almost didn't recognize him.
He took out a dozen paper figures from his backpack, placed them in front of the grave and said: "Brother, my craftsmanship is poor, so these people will be your servants. When you get there, you can live a good life, and your sister-in-law will give you a pot of soup." , Brother will serve it for you!"
Han Chen took off the sachet and buried it in the soil: "Condensing energy to calm the mind, Xu Denglang, you take it with you."
He Fang wiped the stains on her face; "Xu Denglang, I made you laugh at my ugly appearance tonight. I prepared a pot of good tea for you and a new booklet by Painter Li."
Tong Qingqiu joked: "Junior Sister He is not ugly, she is handsome. It is only because of Junior Sister He's idea that we can come and give Zhi Qiong a ride."
Xin Chu said with tears in his eyes: "Xu Denglang, thank you for returning my husband's innocence."
Huang said: "Miaoying, give Xu Denglang a stick of incense."
Lu Yanyou clasped his fists: "Brother, have a good trip."
Qi Xin'an said: "Brother, there is a good place over there. Go there often. I'll ask the lady sitting there to feed you a jug of chewing wine. You can try it."
Cai Shisan knelt down and kowtowed: "Master Denglang, thank you for saving my life. I've only chewed half of this wine, and I really can't chew the rest."
"Master Denglang, our sisters are kowtowing to you. You saved our lives. They didn't dare to come because they were afraid of being beaten. We have kowtowed on their behalf."
"Master Denglang, our man died tragically. You have sought justice. You have a good journey!"
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Before and after, more than a hundred people came to worship at the grave.
After setting up incense candles and offering sacrifices, Zhong Shen shouted: "Lantern holder, hold the lantern! Light up the road for Zhi Qiong!"
More than twenty lantern-bearers held up lanterns.
Some of the others lit lanterns, those without lanterns lit candles, and those without candles lit firewood and raised them together.
"Brother, you're good to go!" Niu Yuxian opened the lamp box, and twenty-four lamps rose into the air.
Hanako Festival, lighting lanterns,
Lanterns illuminate the sky full of stars.
Xu Zhiqiong raised his head.
When I look up, I can hold back tears.
I can’t cry, and I won’t let you see me cry.
What is that in the sky?
Someone is smiling at me?
Who is that?
"Then, that, that is... Qianhu? Is it Qianhu?"
The Taoist Master nodded: "The White Tiger True God, under Kuimu Lang, the mighty star official, has returned to his position. His body is destroyed, and his soul is also destroyed. I don't know how long it will take to recuperate in the star palace before he can recover."
"After all, you can recover, right?"
"Yes, it can be restored!"
Xu Zhiqiong wiped his tears with his arms.
He cried for the first time since Wu Xu died.
No one saw it, Qianhu, didn't let those bastards see it.
Only my master saw it, he is not a bastard!
Under the light, Xu Zhiqiong asked: "Master, do you think it's worth it?"
"It's God's will," the Taoist sighed, "I lose, you can come back to life."
After saying that, he kicked Xu Zhiqiong.
Xu Zhiqiong's eyes suddenly turned dark.
"What is this place?"
"Your coffin!"
"Why did you put me in the coffin?"
"Your body is in a coffin. If you don't go in, how can you be resurrected?"
Xu Zhiqiong moved his arms and touched the coffin board.
Sensitive!
Really resurrected!
Xu Zhiqiong was extremely surprised and excitedly slapped the coffin board: "Master, let me out quickly!"
"I've gone to fast for my master. You can find a way to get out on your own."
Xu Zhiqiong was stunned: "What can I do?"
"If you can't get out, die again, then change places with your master and start over."
"Shameless! Shameless!" Xu Zhiqiong kicked the coffin board hard. He had just come back to life, and he had no strength. After kicking for a long time, his hands and feet were like cotton, and he couldn't even make any movement.
Call someone! There are people outside! The people who sweep the festival haven’t left yet!
Xu Zhiqiong tried shouting twice, but he was out of breath and his voice was weak. Even he had trouble listening to it.
Isn’t the bell ginseng of the third grade? You should be able to hear some sounds.
Even if the Mo family has poor hearing, there is still Han Chen, who is the fourth grade of yin and yang.
After shouting for a long time, there was no response. The coffin was too thick and the earth seal was solid. There was no sound at all from outside the tomb.
Dean, you are really here.
I almost forgot, this was the nail hammered in by the dean himself.
How could Xu Zhiqiong, who was a fourth-grade killer, be able to fight?
Go to the dark room? Yilangyuan? Punishing the Evil Division?
No, the power of imagery has not been restored.
"Master, you can't do this. Just let me out. Let me go out and fast again..."
An hour later, the power of imagery was still insufficient, but Xu Zhiqiong had recovered some strength and could at least shout out.
But there had been no movement outside the tomb for a long time, and all the mourners had left.
Xu Zhiqiong lay in the coffin struggling to breathe, and his limited oxygen was almost exhausted.
"Shameless old thief, you are so shameless, how can you be so shameless!" Xu Zhiqiong slapped the coffin board in despair, and suddenly heard movement outside the tomb.
There was the sound of horse hooves and footsteps.
Does anyone else come to worship me?
Outside the cemetery, King Huai led a team of men and looked coldly at Xu Zhiqiong's tombstone.