[Suizhou Su Yiyun, whose thoughts are not correct and who has lost his etiquette in front of the palace, will be deprived of his fame and will never be recorded. 】
The sharp sound was like a sharp blade, tearing through the darkness in front of him.
Su Yiyun sat up suddenly, sweating profusely and panting like an ox.
Nightmare?
What a realistic nightmare...
The house was dark, it was already night.
When did he sleep? How long have you slept?
Su Yiyun shook his head vigorously to calm his breathing, got out of bed with bare feet, kicked open the wine bottle on the floor, grabbed a cup and poured water into his mouth. The cold liquid poured into his stomach along the throat, irritating him. He started retching, and suddenly he saw the imperial edict on the table.
Not a dream! it is true! !
Last night he went to Yingtian Tower and performed the Taiping Vow that he had been preparing for a year. The saint was furious - the saint, the saint was Jiang Qiniang - and he was dragged down from Yingtian Tower. The imperial edict arrived, except for his fame...
Su Yiyun sat heavily on the ground, his limbs were as cold as iron, his insides were burning, and his heart was burning so hard that his eyes turned blood red.
It's over...it's all over...
The sound of crowds playing outside the window could be heard, and the lights, trees, and lights on the street bloomed into the annual carnival. The singing, laughter, and cheers turned into sharp thorns that pierced the body and penetrated three parts of the flesh.
Su Yiyun began to laugh wildly, and the laughter was as shrill as a ghost crying. He laughed and started to vomit, vomited and vomited, and started to cry again, but he couldn't shed a single tear.
Now that things have come to this, how can he still have the face to survive in this world? !
Su Yiyun slowly got up, laughed twice, cried twice, took off his belt, climbed onto the table, put the belt on the beam, tied it tightly, put his head inside, stood on tiptoes, supported his body tremblingly, and slowly He slowly closed his eyes.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the door creaked open, and someone appeared at the door, with a teasing smile in his voice, "Master Qi, you are absolutely right, Su Julang is really hiding in the house looking for death."
Su Yiyun suddenly opened his eyes, his feet trembled, his head came out of his belt, and he and the table fell to the ground. The wine pot and teapot shattered all over the floor.
Two pairs of feet crossed the threshold and stopped in front of Su Yiyun. One pair was smaller, wearing black sheepskin boots, and the other pair was larger, wearing only a pair of cotton boots. The uppers of the sheepskin boots were covered with mud, and the uppers of the cotton boots were white. No stains whatsoever.
"It's just a small setback, but this person is looking for life and death, so hopeless." The owner of the sheepskin boots squatted down, tilted his head and looked at Su Yiyun. He was a young man with thick powder on his face. When he smiled, a few pieces of powder were squeezed out from the corners of his eyes.
Su Yiyun's eyes widened. He had seen this young man before. He was a servant of Hao Liu's family. He had led a man to fight with Lin Sui'an before. His name seemed to be - Man Qi!
"Manqi, don't be rude. Clean up quickly and ask Su Julang to sit down."
The other man was wearing a green shirt, a black belt, an exaggeratedly thin waist, and a black hat. His voice was weak and dry, as if he would die anytime, anywhere.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?!" Su Yiyun staggered to his feet, gathered his messy clothes and roared, "Get out! Get out! Get out!"
Man Qi smiled and ignored him at all. He neatly cleaned up the debris and water stains on the floor, set up the table, put down the cushions, and made a gesture of invitation. The Mili man lifted his robe and sat down, took out a black porcelain wine pot and two wine cups from his sleeves, and filled them. The rich aroma of wine spread throughout the room, and the wine in the cup was as green as emerald, reflecting the light and laughter outside the window and flashing strange lights.
"This is a ten-year-old manbi that is famous throughout the Tang Dynasty. It is a rare metal altar. Even if Su Shilang wants to die, why not drink a drink first and then die?" Mi Liren said.
Su Yiyun tightened her clothes and took two steps back, "Who are you? What are you going to do?!"
Man Qi shook his head and said: "Master Qi, I think this man has gone crazy and cannot understand human speech."
Mi Liren also shook his head and took out another thing from his sleeve, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as you can understand."
What he took out was a scroll book, four inches long, tied with red rope and covered with green leather. The title of the book was a poem, and at the end was a big red seal with the words "Feng Huanwu Layman" written on it.
Su Yiyun's expression changed in shock, "Why is this thing still here?! Hasn't Lin Sui'an destroyed this thing?!"
Mi Liren: "Su Shilang, please see clearly, this volume is not the one on Yunshui River."
Su Yiyun took a closer look and realized that the poem in the book's title was not "Flowers bloom and must be broken," but the next line, "Don't wait until the flowers are empty and break branches." Suddenly, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.
"Now, Su Juro wants to talk to me?" Mi Liren asked.
Su Yiyun's whole body was shaking like chaff, and he crawled forward on his hands and feet. His lips were as white as paper, and he was so shaken that he could not utter a single word.
Mi Liren sighed, "It seems that Su Juro is a little nervous, so why don't I tell you, Juro is listening, if there is anything biased, I hope Su Juro can give me some pointers."
Su Yiyun's eyes widened, and he shook his head in panic, with a horrified "Ahh" sound in his throat.
"Let's start with this scroll book." Mi Liren untied the scroll book and slowly unfolded it. The pages decorated with dragon scales were flying, white as snow. They were all empty pages. Only the first page had content, which was a painting. In the background there is a pavilion with cornices, green pines and locust trees. There are two people in the pavilion, overlapping each other. They are both men. They have their eyes open, both are awake, with intoxicated expressions and blushing cheeks. The person in the upper position is Jiang Dongyi, and the person in the lower position is Su Yiyun.
Su Yiyun held his head and let out a scream. The scream was not like a human being, but like a dying beast.
"Chundan layman is indeed a master of spring palace paintings who is famous in the Eastern Capital. This painting has profound skills, free and easy grace, and exquisite details. It is of the highest quality." Mi Liren said, "It must be because of this that Su Shilang painted the spring palace. Master Dan recommends it to Jiang Dongyi."
Su Yiyun shrank into a ball, and his head hit the ground, causing blood after a few hits.
"Why did Su Juro react like this? Could it be that it has been so long that he has forgotten who Master Chun Dan is?"
Su Yiyun: "Shut up!"
"Chundan layman, whose original name is Yuan Ming, named Bai Ping, is a talented scholar in Suizhou. He and Su Shilang are from the same hometown."
"Shut up, shut up, shut up!"
"Thanks to Su Shilang's matchmaking, Shan Yuanming was able to establish a relationship with Jiang Dongyi and became Jiang's secret painter. I have to say that Taiyuan Jiang's hobby -" the Mili man clicked his tongue twice, "is really amazing. "
"Shut up!" Su Yiyun suddenly jumped up and grabbed the Mi Liren's neck with both hands. As soon as he said it, a nine-section whip wrapped around Su Yiyun's neck, and Su Yiyun was pulled away. He walked out, with horrifying blood marks on his neck, and his hand hadn't even touched the power fence.
Man Qi dragged Su Yiyun aside like a dog, and sneered, "You've done it, are you still afraid of people saying it?"
Mi Liren sighed, "Man Qi, you need to change your temper. You are too angry."
"I'm anxious," Man Qi pulled Su Yiyun over. The boss was unhappy, "Master Qi, please hurry up. I'm still in a hurry to go to the night market."
"Then I'll make a long story short." Mi Liren said, "Su Shilang's prediction is good. The scroll you were so obsessed with before, which is the scroll Lin Sui'an destroyed on the Yunshui River, is indeed Jiang Dongyi's grandfather. Jiang Yongshou's scroll, which belongs to Jiang Dongyi, records the volume of Su Shilang, and Shan Yuan gave it to me early tomorrow morning."
The corners of Su Yiyun's eyes cracked, "What?!"
"Shan Yuanming is actually one of ours, but he is too scheming and always wants to leave a way out for himself. He first deceived you to gain Jiang Dongyi's trust, then deceived Jiang Dongyi's two scrolls of books, and finally deceived me again. He said he only got one volume, but he hid the other one secretly. He didn't try to be clever but was misled by his cleverness, which ended up costing his own life."
Mi Liren signaled Man Qi to drag Su Yiyun to the table and pushed the wine cup forward, "But then again, if it weren't for Su Shilang's introduction, we wouldn't have gotten the shocking secret of the Jiang family in Qianzhou. I’m still grateful to Sujuro.”
Su Yiyun pulled the nine-section whip around his neck. The blood on his neck flowed out between his fingers, slid down his arms, and fell drop by drop into the wine cup. The green wine mixed with the bright red blood and gradually turned into ink. Just as black.
"So, I want to help Su Shilang ascend to the position of head of the Su family in Suizhou."
Su Yiyun made a cry of unknown meaning in his throat, Man Qi snorted, swung his arm to retract the nine-section whip, and reluctantly stood beside Mi Liren.
Su Yiyun leaned on the desk, gasped for a few breaths, and slowly raised his head, his pupils stained with crazy blood, "Are you serious?!"
Mi Liren nodded: "It really can't be true anymore."
"I don't even know who you are, how can I trust you?!"
"Ah, I'm being rude." The Mi Li man raised his arm and took off the Mi Li. When the sleeves of the robe slid down from the elbow, a slender white arm was exposed, which was covered with messy scars, as if it had been cut into pieces with a thousand knives.
Su Yiyun saw the face under the power fence. He was very young. The watery moonlight passed through the window lattice and swept across the bridge of his nose. It was half hazy and half dark.
"My name is Qi Yuansheng," he nodded and chuckled, his features as graceful as a woman's, as beautiful as a painting, "Or you can call me - Qi Ye."
On the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the second day of the Shangyuan Festival, Lin Sui'an finally saw the legendary annual Dongdu Night Market.
There are two words to describe it: the lights are like daylight, squeezing a person to death.
For the first time, Mu Xia did not prepare a luxurious carriage. For the first time, Hua Yitang did not wear his exaggerated and cumbersome broad robes with long sleeves. Instead, he chose a clean and neat Hu suit. He did not even wear an incense ball and replaced the fan in his hand with Pocket version, can be stuffed into your sleeve anytime, anywhere.
Before going out, Yita also solemnly told Fang Ke: "Doctor Fang, follow closely, don't lose it."
Fang Ke's eyes were misty and he said "hmm" indifferently. Lin Sui'an also felt that it was too exaggerated. As a modern person with many years of Spring Festival travel experience, she didn't take it lightly for a mere Lantern Festival - eyes - -inside……
She was sloppy!
Lin Sui'an stood at the gate of Hua's No. 66 Residence, looking at the flow of people that stretched for an unknown number of kilometers with no end in sight, and felt his scalp tingling. This flow of people is no less than that of Metro Line 10 during morning and evening rush hours.
Fang turned around and wanted to run back, but Eta grabbed his sleeve. His big blue eyes were full of expectation, "Let's look at the lights together, it's beautiful!"
Fang complied with a hard face, Lin Sui'an also wanted to run away, but Hua Yitang vigorously dragged her into the crowd. Lin Sui'an struggled several times, but found that it was completely in vain. She was trapped in the crowd, and could not turn back at all. I couldn't help but move forward with the crowd.
The lady on the left has a hair full of pearls, one of which was squeezed out and almost blinded Lin Sui'an's eyes. The lady in front didn't know what incense was hung on it, and it made Fang Ke sneeze all the time. The uncle on the right shoulder Carrying her daughter on her back, the little girl waved the rabbit lantern in her hand and screamed at the top of her voice. Not to be outdone, Eta screamed together. A bullock cart ran aground on the left front. The old scalper pulling the cart didn't know whether he was frightened or had a bad stomach. He stuck out his tail and pulled a large puddle of slimy rice fields. The driver was helpless and stood there repeatedly. People in the car bowed and apologized repeatedly, and the crowd yelled and laughed and walked around. Even more crowded.
Hua Yitang's small fan shook quickly on the side of Lin Sui'an's face, barely dispelling some of the stench.
"There are six light wheels set up in each district of the Eastern Capital. The largest light wheel is in the South City. I heard that the North City and the West City are also good. Where should we go?"
Mu Xia: "There are more people in Luonan City. Let's go to Bei City, which is closer."
Lin Sui'an was helpless: "Do you have any choice now? It just depends on where you go."
Fang Ke: "Can I go home and sleep?"
Etta: "Wow, Lamp Wheel!"
The crowd in front burst into cheers. Lin Sui'an followed the sound and was shocked!
Under the dark blue sky stands a huge lantern wheel, like a Ferris wheel with thousands of rays of light, lighting up the sky above Beishi.
The lamp wheel is almost as high as the Yingtian Tower. There are seven floors from the inside to the outside. The number of lamps decreases layer by layer. The bamboo poles that fix the lamp wheel are wrapped with colorful brocade, forming a rainbow-like color gradient effect. The lamps are not ordinary lamps. , the lampshade is decorated with gold and silver, and the tassels are translucent and shining. Judging from the number, there are at least tens of thousands.
Wave after wave of laughter, cheers, music, and singing came from the direction of the light wheel. The flow of people in front gradually dispersed. It turned out that a large open space was opened in front of the North City, and countless brilliant lamp walls covered the open space. It is divided into different lanes so that people can enter the lantern viewing area in batches.
There are six high platforms built in the diversion area. Each high platform has two people in command, shouting at a loud voice. Judging by the color of the official uniforms, they are all officials of at least seventh rank or above. Lin Sui'an actually saw Wan Lin, a judicial officer of Jingzhao Prefecture. , carrying a large leather water bag, his voice was hoarse for a long time, he took a sip of water, and just as he swallowed it, he squirted again, and shouted, "There are too many people on the C-shaped road, please let the B-shaped road go quickly! A-shaped road Yes, are you deaf? It’s limited to only one person!”
Hua Yitang raised his arms and waved his fan, wanting to say hello, but Wan Lin couldn't see him at all.
The government officials and bad guys from Jingzhao Mansion went out in full force, sweating profusely, to maintain order. Fortunately, the people cooperated and they were able to pass smoothly soon.
Lin Sui'an and others entered a T-shaped road. The lamps on the lamp wall were special "shadow lamps" with different patterns printed on the lampshades. When illuminated by candlelight, the shadows of the lamps fell on the ground, forming clusters of petals. Going up is like walking on flowers.
The crowd relaxed a lot. Children riding on their parents' shoulders jumped down and jumped on the flower shadows. Their silver bell-like laughter infected everyone. Eta was eager to try, and looked back at Hua Yitang. Hua Yitang smiled and said, "Go ahead."
Ita dragged Fang Chu, who was staggering, and ran out in a hurry. Mu Xia chased after him, yelling, and disappeared after turning a corner.
The night sky in front lit up, and there was a three-foot-long fiery tree. The tall locust tree was hung with seven-color lamps. These lamps were different from the ones in front. The centers of the lamp spikes were decorated with gems of different colors. When the wind blew, , tinkling sound, sonorous into rhyme.
After bypassing the fireworks and trees, my eyes suddenly opened up. Under the towering lamp wheel, thousands of girls in brocade clothes sang and danced around the lamp wheel. Their thin silks, as thin as cicada wings, fluttered in the night wind, as if they were soaked in water. The continuous sea of clouds in the sunset is like a dream.
Lin Sui'an was dumbfounded and couldn't move for a long time. Hua Yitang didn't rush her and watched quietly from the side.
The girl's face was full of wonder and emotion, and the light reflected in her pupils was as bright as the stars.
Her eyes turned slightly red and she whispered, "It's so beautiful."
Hua Yitang looked at Lin Sui'an's profile and said, "Yeah. It's really pretty."
Suddenly, Lin Sui'an pointed forward, "Where do those light alleys lead to?"
There are seven or eight lantern alleys below the lantern wheel. At the entrance of each lantern alley are different fireworks. Some people come out of it, and some get in. Hua Yitang reluctantly looked away, took a look and said, "Different lights." The fiery trees and silver flowers represent the connections to different night markets, the dragon lanterns lead to the lantern tower, the phoenix lanterns lead to the music and dance studios, the tiger lanterns lead to the theater, the leopard lanterns represent the acrobatics shop, the rabbit lanterns lead to the snack shop, and the bird lanterns lead to the dance hall. —”
Lin Sui'an was curious, "What is Wushenfang?"
Hua Yitang smiled, "Would you like to see the famous goddesses and goddesses from all over the world?"
"no!"
"Go to the snack shop and have a look. Jin Ruo must be there."
Following the Rabbit Lantern Alley to the end, we arrived at the North Market. The streets were crowded with food stalls and hawkers. People who were tired from shopping were sitting on the ground along the street, their faces glowing red from the steam from the fire. They were eating so much. Call a hot one.
Lin Sui'an saw Ding Kun, the tenth elder, with a sweaty cloth hanging around his neck, standing on a three-foot-high stove, stirring a large pot of meat porridge with a large wooden spoon more than four feet long, and shouting while stirring, " Mutton paste costs three cents a bowl, mutton paste costs five cents for two bowls - Madam Lin, you are here, would you like a bowl?"
Lin Sui'an waved his hands repeatedly, "Where is Jin Ruo?"
"Inside -" Ding Kun was busy serving porridge and collecting money, "Three bowls of minced rice paste, sir, I'll be here soon!"
Hua Yitang pulled Lin Sui'an and squeezed into the crowd. After a few stalls, he saw an extra-large stall with a banner of "Jin Family Pink Fruit", eight tables, two large pots, and the largest number of diners. There were three floors inside and three floors outside. The second elder was lighting a fire, and his face was blackened by the charcoal. Tianshu led Qixing to stand in a circle, sweating profusely, making small dumplings. He was very fast and his techniques were quite particular. Wrap the dough, squeeze it between your fingers, and shape it into a small ball about the size of your fingertips. Put it in the pot, boil it in boiling water until cooked, scoop it out and put it in a large oil pan, fry it, and the golden pink fruit will be ready.
Jin Ruo was in charge of cooking the dumplings, and the little girl next to him was in charge of frying the dumplings - the little girl was actually Zhong Xue, and the one in charge of shouting was actually the little beggar.
The little beggar put on new clothes, her hair was combed smoothly, she stood upright, and her voice was full of confidence, "Jin's pink fruit is golden and crispy, and the meat filling is fragrant. If you eat one, you will feel like two, and if you eat two, you will feel like two." Four, it’s delicious—Jin’s pink fruit is delicious—a bowl only costs five cents—oh, oh, oh, oh—”
Hua Yitang clicked his tongue, "Heyue City rescued Xiaoyan, and Dongdu City rescued Zhong Xue. Does this kid Jin Ruo want to have confidantes all over the world?"
Lin Sui'an: "..."
"Hua, why don't you come over quickly and help make the dumplings!" Jin Ruo was furious, "Don't you see we don't have enough manpower?"
Hua Yitang shook his head: "Hua has always been able to open his mouth with clothes on his hands and food on his hands. If he can't do it, he can't do it."
Jin Ruo wiped his sweat and looked at Lin Sui'an pitifully, "Master——"
Lin Sui'an was so excited by the call "Master" that he immediately washed his hands and joined the army of making dumplings. He made three fist-sized dumplings in a row. Jin Ruo said, "Don't bother Master" and asked him to leave. He was treated well by Hua Yitang. A lot of fun.
Unable to help, Lin Sui'an simply sat down and ate for free. Hua Yitang ate six bowls without any courtesy. When he had the seventh bowl, he was kicked away by Jin Ruo, and was looked down upon by Lin Sui'an.
The next stall was Sanzhang's "Jade Liang Paste", which is similar to modern mung bean cakes. Next door, I met Yita and Fang Ke who were queuing up to buy fried "fire moths". Muxia was carrying two large bags of "silk cages" and one Planted pancake-like pasta and said that he would take it back to Hua Yitang as a midnight snack.
Turning the corner, he saw Ling Zhiyan wearing a horizontal sword, patrolling the streets with Ming Shu, Ming Feng and a team of Dali Temple officials. Hua Yitang forced Ling Zhiyan to have a piece of jade beam paste. Before he could take two bites, a commotion came from ahead. There seemed to be a thief. Ling Zhiyan took the jade beam paste in his mouth and ran away in a hurry. Within a moment, the people cheered and the thief was caught.
Lin Sui'an and Hua Yitang looked at each other and smiled.
Hua Yitang: "Walking?"
Lin Sui'an: "Let's go."
The two of them walked side by side towards the bright sea of lights and walked into the fireworks of the world.
small theater
At the same time, the empress held a bowl, chewed pink fruit, and stared at the pile of memorials on the table with worry.
"There are so many thorny unsolved cases in various parts of the Tang Dynasty. Which one should be chosen by Xiaohua and Xiaoan?":,,
