Even though he had just experienced so many things, Lin Chong still had a lot of fun at the lantern festival. In the end, it was not just the two children, but he himself also took Guan Ying everywhere to guess lantern riddles.
It was a great experience to be able to get something for free. Of course, it was even better to be looked upon with envy or jealousy by others. Even though he was not the one who answered the question, Lin Chong still felt very honored.
Guan Ying actually rarely communicates with others like this. He lost his parents when he was young and was raised in a relative's home. Due to his personality and changes in his family, he never knew how to play with others. Over time, everyone felt that this
The cold kid is really a weirdo and I don't want to play with him.
Guan Ying had no choice but to lock himself in the house and read books every day and reduce the number of times he went out as much as possible. He did not want to cause unnecessary trouble to his relatives.
It wasn't until he became famous in the imperial examination year that he finally breathed a long sigh of relief. He knew that his relatives had never liked him very much, and now they could finally get rid of his burden. They should be happy too.
Although Guan Ying is indifferent, he is not an ungrateful person. After receiving his salary every year, he sends most of the money back to the relative's house. The part he leaves behind is very small, which is nothing to make a fuss about.
He rarely goes out and has little use for money.
Now that the books he has read for so many years have finally been used for other purposes, Guan Ying was quite happy to see the two children standing around him shouting and shouting with joy, even though he didn't say anything.
As a result, Lin Chong's character completely changed after he joined in. Unlike a child who likes fancy things, he could always see the most practical and expensive prizes at a glance. Guan Ying could already feel the glare of others around him.
I want to stab myself to death.
When they needed to go back in the evening, Guan Ying let out a long breath and almost couldn't wait to leave here.
Lin Chong showed great regret and brought this emotion back to the palace unabashedly.
Wang Chengen could also understand his feelings after being trapped in the palace for so long: "Your Majesty, this lantern festival will last for a long time. There is nothing else going on these days. It will be the same if we come out tomorrow."
Lin Chong's eyes shone, and Guan Ying felt an ominous premonition in her heart. Sure enough... "If we go tomorrow, Guan Shaoqing will also go with me, right?"
Guan Ying recalled the looks in the eyes of the vendors today, wishing he would not attend the lantern festival again in a few years, let alone tomorrow. "I have important matters to attend to, so I won't accompany you."
Lin Chong regretted: "That's it, that's such a pity." Guan Ying just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Lin Chong's voice: "I don't know if Guan Qu has time, Eunuch Wang, otherwise you can go for me..."
"Your Majesty, Master Ling rarely takes a vacation. He took Guan Qu to visit relatives and friends." Guan Ying stopped what Lin Chong was going to say next.
"Visiting relatives? Tsk tsk, okay, I originally thought it would be a rare good opportunity to ask him to hang out with me. Let me think about it, who was the number one pick last year..."
Guan Ying was speechless, is this the most important role of the number one scholar to the emperor?
"Forget it, I was away from Beijing for most of last year, and I couldn't find anyone to hang out with. That's all, I don't want to think about this anymore. Mr. Guan, don't forget what I said to you before.
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Guan Ying saluted: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I should keep this in mind."
Lin Chong was satisfied. It was already dark at night, so he simply let Guan Ying stay in the palace for one night, and then let him go back to rest the next morning.
In the evening, he changed his clothes and went to the lantern festival as usual. While trying them on and looking at them as curiously as yesterday, he also wondered if he could meet the strange woman from yesterday so that he could ask her which family she was a concubine from.
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Judging from his unwillingness to say more last night, it was obvious that the people who harmed her were people she knew and were familiar with. If these people failed to succeed in one blow, I wonder if they would make other moves next?
The imperial city was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and everyone was beaming with joy. Thousands of miles away in Shanhaiguan, there was also a festive atmosphere.
The Manchu people originally had no tradition of celebrating the Lantern Festival, but as they had more contact with the Central Plains people, they gradually became curious about the culture of the Central Plains, and imitated the Central Plains people in celebrating some romantic festivals.
Therefore, Shanhaiguan has been very calm these days. The Qing army has no intention of attacking, and the Han people have put aside their grudges for the time being. Even during the war, they still made a few simple paper lanterns. Although they were of no practical use,
Looking at it always makes people feel a little hopeful.
In the Qing army camp, Dorgon was smiling happily with two beauties in his arms. The long table in front of him was filled with fine wines and dishes. Duduo accompanied Dorgon on the side, pouring wine one cup at a time, and from time to time chatting with the man next to him.
The beauty made a few jokes, making the whole room laugh.
Jierhalang stood in the open space in front of the camp, holding a glass of wine and looking at the full moon in the distance.
"Sir, you are still injured. It's too cold outside. Let's go in. Don't drink any more after finishing this glass of wine." Le Ji came out with a big cloak and came to Jierhalang's side.
Jierhalang shook his head: "I'm fine. Today is the Lantern Festival for the Central Plains people. I'm also a little happy with them. I just drink this glass of wine to warm my body. I won't drink it after I finish it."
He was still looking at the moon. It turned out that the moon in the Central Plains was the same as them. There was no difference. He didn't know what kind of unprecedented grand occasion the Ten Mile Lanterns would be.
Dorgon had already discussed with Wu Sangui, and the gate would be opened to let them in in three days. By then, the decline of the Ming Dynasty was inevitable, and the Manchus' move to the Central Plains would be a certainty.
But for some reason, his heart couldn't calm down in the past few days. There was no excitement about victory at all. Instead, he was full of speculation and uneasiness, always feeling that there seemed to be something wrong somewhere.
After much deliberation, he couldn't find any other reason except that Wu Sangui's sudden betrayal was a bit strange. And even this matter seemed to be reasonable and well-founded.
Now that Dorgon was determined to win, his defenses gradually relaxed, and he could clearly feel that his level of vigilance had been greatly reduced in the past few days.
He was lost in thought when he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind. Jierhalang instinctively turned his head, and the arrow flew straight through the clouds towards him.
He just narrowly avoided the arrow, and the arrow hit the tent lightly and fell. Leji was shocked and wanted to shout for someone, but Jilharang was much calmer than him and waved his hand.
Without making any announcement, he randomly picked up the feather arrows on the ground.
"The person who can shoot arrows here must be no ordinary person. This person is probably near us."