"Concubine, but not madam? What are you talking about?" Xia Shang was confused.
Xiaoyue also knew that her sudden words did not explain the matter clearly, but how could this matter be explained clearly and clearly? She, a girl who had just arrived in her twenties, had never experienced clouds and rain, and she just wanted to
How can anyone who blushes even think about this have the nerve to say this?
Xiaoyue was anxious in her heart, and she was full of words and didn't know how to speak.
Before Xiaoyue could say anything, Xia Shang noticed a group of people approaching on the street, and immediately became energetic and went to greet them personally.
In front, there is a team of four people, wearing uniform clothes.
Judging from the style, it looks like the official uniforms of the imperial court, but there are too few embroideries on the clothes. Not only can't you tell the size of the official position, but you can't even tell whether you are an official on duty.
Only the embroidery of a sea of clouds on the sleeves dispelled Xia Shang's worries.
"How many of them are from Kit Kat Prison?"
"Who are you?"
"He is in charge of Xia Shang, the Ministry of Husbandry and the Treasury."
"You are Lord Xia Shangxia, I have admired you for a long time."
Upon hearing Xia Shang's official position, the four people immediately changed their postures and bowed to Xia Shang one after another.
Although Xia Shang was not of high rank among the officials he met on weekdays, to the officials of the four Qiqiao Prisons, he was already a very high-ranking official.
This Qiqiao Prison is originally a low-level institution, and the serving officials are naturally among the humblest group of people. They have never seen much of the world, but they more or less have their own careers to study.
Generally speaking, it is because the status of craftsmen in this era is so low that the craftsmen themselves assume that they are engaged in a low-class profession, so they have a kind of natural respect for other orthodox officials.
Xia Shang nodded and signaled to the others not to be so polite.
Then, Xia Shang turned his attention to the cart pulled by the horses behind the four people.
A pallet cart was loaded with things, but it was covered with a piece of black cloth.
"Is this the smoke you brought...the cannon you brought?"
The leading middle-aged man answered respectfully: "Qiqiao Supervisor Chai Tu had to order Master Xia, the head of the Household Department, to need a cannon tonight, so he led three subordinates to come overnight to listen to the master's orders. The person behind him is from Qiqiao Supervisor
There are two hundred and eighty cannons in total, divided into sixteen series and seventy-two types."
"So many?" Xia Shang was a little confused
Surprised, "Then there will be a lot of fun tonight."
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Chunjiao thought that Xia Shang wanted these soaring cannons for something important, so she asked someone to give the order urgently.
But Xia Shang just wanted his family to watch a fireworks show, so that the whole New Year's Eve would have a New Year's feel.
Xia Shang quickly explained his idea, which was to let the craftsmen of Qiqiao Supervisor set off fireworks in the courtyard of Xia Mansion for his family to see and for everyone in the capital to see.
A quarter of an hour later, the four craftsmen of Qiqiaojian were ready in the courtyard of Xia Mansion. Xia Shang also sat among the ladies and looked at the courtyard expectantly.
"Ms. sir, what are you doing?" Qin Huairou asked in a low voice.
"Shh... just watch."
At this time, a fire broke out below, igniting the fuse, and a person shouted: "Shangtian No. 1!"
Bang!
Following the craftsman's voice and a muffled sound, a finger-sized fireball flew out from the ground and disappeared into the snowy night.
While everyone was still looking for traces of the fireball, in the sky above the Xia Mansion, there was a loud noise that shook the whole house, and the whole house trembled, and a gorgeous spark appeared in the sky.
The brilliant fire was like a blooming flower, or like a star that was rapidly falling, lighting up the sky, melting the snow, and waking up the sleeping people.
The ladies couldn't help but stand up, looking at the sky above their heads, the sky at home, looking at the flickering light and shadow colors, showing expressions of shock, yearning or emotion.
The drowsy servants also came back to their senses, but soon lost their consciousness. Looking at the colorful sky above their heads, they were so stupid that they forgot their sleep, and they were so frightened that they forgot their words.
"Chongtian No. 2! Chongtian No. 3!"
Bang! Bang!
Two firelights entered the sky, and before the brilliance of Soaring Sky No. 1 dissipated, two more sparks of different colors and shapes bloomed in the night sky.
Perhaps only flames can transform this dreamlike picture. There will never be a flower in the world as bright as the fireworks blooming in the sky, nor will there be a flower as fleeting as the fireworks in the sky.
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As the fireworks burst into the air one after another, it seemed to break the silence that often seemed to be breathless for a long time. The fireworks that reflected the sky and the earth bloomed, and the colorful lights illuminated everyone who saw this scene.
people's hearts.
This is a meteor shower in full bloom, which is far better than those
The changes in the world caused by the so-called master are even more shocking.
Because the shock that these fireworks bring to people is the truest interpretation of beauty, and it is by no means comparable to the uneasiness caused by the changes in the world.
In life, any small thing has the power to change people's hearts, let alone this picture that reflects the world.
The sky and the earth have been replaced by roaring sounds, and the small haze in Xiamen has disappeared from the moment the first fireworks exploded.
Every lady, and even every servant, could not help but smile in the sea of flowers above their heads. This was the most beautiful picture that everyone present had ever seen in their lives, and it was impossible to see it in their dreams.
Beautiful picture.
Even Xia Shang, who has watched countless fireworks shows, is the same, because what he admires is not the fireworks in the sky, but the women surrounding him under the fireworks.
Each of them is naturally beautiful, and they reflect different colors in this colorful sky and earth. Fireworks are their most beautiful costumes, making them the most beautiful scenery in the world.
"Master! So beautiful! So beautiful!"
Xiaoyue was so excited by this shocking scene that she rushed to the garden, dancing excitedly, looking up, and spreading her arms as if to embrace the beauty of the sky.
Only Xiaoyue can be like an unfettered bird in Xia Mansion, not caring about anyone's opinions and doing whatever she wants.
The maids and servants around him were all envious of him.
Qin Huairou was a little worried, feeling that Xiaoyue was too close to several craftsmen: "Ms. sir, tell Xiaoyue to come back soon, it's too dangerous."
The explosion of fireworks above my head was so loud that I couldn't hear the sound clearly even in my ears.
Xia Shang shouted at the top of his lungs: "Let her go. Think about it, how long has it been since Xiaoyue was like this?"
"Ms. sir!" Qin Huairou wanted to scold him angrily, but Xia Shang grabbed her hand and dragged her into the courtyard.
"Ah!" Qin Huairou screamed. Before she could react, she found that she had reached the center of the fireworks. An immersive and wonderful feeling surrounded the three people in the courtyard. This sense of participation was different from watching it under the eaves.
You can feel it just by looking at it.
"Come down, my ladies!" Xia Shang laughed, opened his arms in the courtyard, and shouted to every woman who was still admiring under the eaves. He wanted to embrace the beauty of this moment.
This is what the Chinese New Year should taste like.