He Qianli couldn't help but widen his eyes and asked, "What is this?"

"They are fireworks." The young man in the mansion rushed to reply, "My fourth uncle made them."

Everyone looked at each other and smiled: "This fourth child has always been able to mess with these things."

"But this thing is quite rare. I have never heard of it in the entire Jiangzhou."

"The sound sounds scary, but it's very beautiful to watch."

The servant in the mansion said: "Master, Madam, just now there were many people gathered outside our He Mansion, all watching the fireworks."

"Even now, everyone is still gathered around and refuses to disperse."

Mrs. He San smiled and said: "Fourth brother made a big splash this time."

The poet congratulated himself proudly: "I'll just say that my fireworks are extraordinary."

The young gentlemen on the side clamored: "Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, if there are any more, I still want to see."

"No, no, just this one." Poet He had a headache due to the noise, and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Then let's do it again."

"That's right, just make another one."

Poet He was helpless: "It can't be done in a short while."

The fireworks in front of you are very beautiful, but they are fleeting, and it makes people feel more regretful after the prosperity.

Unexpectedly, He Lingjiang would also be nostalgic for this kind of beauty.

She smiled and said: "It's not too difficult to make these fireworks, it's just that the proportions are a bit complicated."

"Third uncle, I remember we also have a shop that specializes in firecrackers?"

"Yes." He Qianli nodded.

"I once heard someone say that making fireworks in Nanzhao is similar to making firecrackers. Fourth uncle, why don't you call some old craftsmen from the firecracker shop and let them help you. This will be a lot easier."

"The Lantern Festival will be in half a month. If my uncle brings people to make more fireworks, he might even be able to invite the elders of Linchuan to enjoy them."

Poet He has always been interested in these things, and his eyes lit up after hearing this: "You know a lot."

"Brother, I remember that every year during the Lantern Festival, our He Mansion would cover two streets and hang them with lanterns for everyone to enjoy. This year, how about setting up an open space to set off these fireworks and enjoy them with the whole city?

"

He Qianli stroked his palm and said: "This method is very good. Fourth brother, if you can really accomplish this, our He family will definitely be able to outdo others in this Lantern Festival."

He had always been responsible for hosting the lanterns during the Lantern Festival. At this time, he was already quickly calculating in his mind where to arrange them and where to arrange them so as to attract the maximum attention of everyone.

"This year's Lantern Festival needs to be re-arranged in a different way. It must be lively and lively, so that our Hefu fireworks will stun the whole of Linchuan and become famous in Jiangzhou."

He Xiangshan was about to speak and asked him not to be too arrogant, but when he saw the anticipation and eagerness on everyone's faces, he swallowed his words unconsciously.

Forget it, he won't spoil the fun.

For a time, He Qianli had many thoughts on his mind, so he took Poet He and discussed with him the layout preparations for the Yuan Dynasty day.

Poet He waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't understand things like shops, restaurants and business. I am only responsible for making fireworks. For the rest, brother, you can make arrangements."

He Qianli sighed helplessly: "Okay. Then I will arrange it myself."

He raised his head again and said: "Fourth brother, make these fireworks well. This time I will make your fireworks famous."

He Lingjiang couldn't help but feel a little amused when he saw their complacent expressions.

After the fireworks were set off, the ladies in the mansion set off firecrackers and firecrackers again. She had been standing in the corridor for a long time and had no intention of going forward to try it herself, so she turned back to the flower hall.

He Xiangshan had not recovered from his illness for a long time, and by the time he was born, he was obviously in low spirits, so he had to go back to his room to rest at Mrs. Song's persuasion.

After the rest of the people said goodbye to him, they continued to sit in the hall chatting and watching the New Year's Eve. When it got slightly light, they went back to their rooms to rest one by one.

After He Lingjiang took a bath, he sat in front of the dressing table and took off the white silk wrapped around his neck. Even though the long stitches that had been stitched earlier were finer, they still looked ferocious.

He reached out and brushed his neck, and placed his index finger gently on the artery on the side of his neck. The place where blood should be flowing gurglingly and the pulse should be beating vigorously, felt calm.

She raised her hand and gently removed the gauze from her forehead. When she saw the wound in the mirror, she couldn't help but sigh.

More than twenty days have passed. If it were an ordinary person, the wound on her forehead would have scabbed and begun to heal. However, her wound seemed no different from before.

She moved closer to the bronze mirror and took a closer look. This close look was a slap in the face.

The wound on his forehead was no longer as exposed as before, but was covered with a thin layer of tender red scab.

She reached out and touched it, and it was very soft. Compared with others, this scab formed really hard and slowly.

However, this already made her feel happy.

After the scab forms, the wound will gradually heal. So, is it possible that this body will have a temperature and a heartbeat like ordinary people one day in the future?

She took a deep breath to calm herself down, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began her daily practice.

There were many temple fairs in the first month of the lunar month, and just after the first day of the lunar month, the ladies and gentlemen in the mansion couldn't stay any longer and went out to go shopping and play.

In the past, if He Lingjiang didn't paint, she would have no time to relax and would have to run out. Now, she can only stay indoors.

She had just opened a book when she heard Qiongzhi come in and say: "Seventh Lady, Master Erlang came to see you and said that he wants to play chess with you."

He Lingjiang put down the book and said, "Please invite your second uncle to the small study."

After that, he told Aman to hold an umbrella.

He Xiancheng was sitting in the small study waiting for her. Qiongzhi served hot tea and placed it on the small table, then bowed and left.

He took the tea cup at hand and took a sip, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He raised his head and saw He Lingjiang walking over. He asked the person who had stepped onto the threshold: "I heard from your second aunt that you can't bask in the sun now, why do you even have to avoid taking a few steps in your courtyard?

"

He Lingjiang walked into the house, took off the power fence on his head and handed it to Qiongzhi beside him.

"I feel uncomfortable when I'm in the sun, so I have to avoid it. Dr. Sun said earlier that maybe my skin suddenly became sensitive to the sun."

"I heard that these symptoms started after you came back from Chushan?"

"Yes. I don't know where I hit when I accidentally fell off the cliff. When I woke up, I felt that everything was wrong."

He Xiancheng stroked the short beard under his chin: "It's not a big problem, so don't worry too much."

He turned to ask: "Do you really not remember what happened that day?"

He Lingjiang shook his head: "I don't remember. I don't know when or what month I will remember it."

"But the second uncle is right. Apart from the inconvenience of daily travel, these are not big problems. If you encounter someone or something you don't remember, there will be a maid nearby to remind you, so it doesn't matter."

"Hahaha, you're right, just think like this."

He Lingjiang asked him strangely: "Second uncle is not busy today? Why do you have time to come and play chess with me?"

"Your second aunt took Yunrou and the others to my maternal home. I had nothing to do, so I came to see you to play a few games of chess. We haven't played chess for a long time. Come, let my second uncle see if your chess skills have improved."

As he said that, he had already laid out the chessboard.
Chapter completed!