When talking about Wen Pojun, Zhang San's eyes revealed an unforgettable look of hatred.
The crazy killing intent even made the scribe in charge of recording shudder.
"Even if you tell me about his crime, I, Yang Qingyuan, the young minister of Dali Temple, is in charge of the world's criminal law. I am just a general of Zuotunwei in name only. I still don't take it seriously."
When Zhang San heard Yang Qingyuan's words, his murderous intention was greatly reduced.
But after a few breaths, the murderous intention became more intense.
"Wen Pojun is my father-killing enemy!"
Zhang San began to sit in his seat, lowering his head and narrating the facts.
"That was about half a year ago. My father took his little sister into the city to sell the prey caught in the mountains to the nobles in the city. By coincidence, he met Wen Pojun."
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At the beginning of the 21st year of Yong'an, it is the Lantern Festival.
Zhang San's father, Zhang Wujiu, hunted a mountain deer in the mountains.
This is a rare good thing, especially the dignitaries in the capital, who especially like venison.
Venison can replenish qi and blood, replenish deficiency and leanness, tonify the kidneys and replenish essence, and is used for deficiencies and leanness, insufficient qi and blood, physical fatigue and weakness, especially for kidney deficiency and yang failure, insufficient kidney essence, soreness of the waist and spine, and chills and cold limbs.
Impotence essence rarely has miraculous effects.
The Zhang family has been hunting for a living for generations, so they naturally knew that this item could be sold at a good price, so they took advantage of the Lantern Festival to enter the Shendu, hoping to sell it at a good price.
In order to have someone to help him, Zhang Wujiu brought his youngest daughter Zhang Wei with him.
I brought the mountain deer I had just caught and some hares, loaded the goods, and it was like a magical city.
By the time Zhang Wujiu found the place where the stall was set up, it was already dark.
The entire city of God has been brightly lit recently, with sparks of light surrounding this first city of all time. There are lights everywhere.
On the street, colorful buildings and lanterns are connected continuously.
The lantern shops and lantern towers stretch for ten miles, and the corridors and restaurants are filled with countless colorful lanterns.
Whether it is ordinary people's homes, major shops, or the mansions of dignitaries, they all have lanterns hanging on them. Even the government offices and offices in major cities have lanterns at their entrances.
The Lantern Festival is rooted in the ancient folk custom of turning on lights to pray for blessings.
The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty lit up their lamps from the eighth day of the lunar month, and on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the lights were extremely brilliant, and they did not turn off the lamps until the night of the seventeenth day of the first lunar month.
The lanterns are like stars, and the fireworks are like dreams.
The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty were jubilant in the sky filled with fireworks, and it was like a prosperous age.
The Lantern Festival is also the Valentine's Day of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Boys and girls talk to each other and fall in love at first sight under dim lights.
It's night, and all the talented people, beauties, and ladies go out for a night out. Whether they are young men from rich families or wealthy daughters, they will go to the streets to watch the lanterns, accompanied by their servants and maids.
On a normal day, the roads in Shendu would be crowded, and if there were road rage people, they would not be able to help shouting and scolding. However, during the Lantern Festival, I would only feel that this lively atmosphere is normal, and if it is not a little bit obvious,
It's so crowded that it doesn't feel like a festival anymore.
Vendors selling firecrackers pull their carts along the street and sell them. Many people will come out with fires to set off firecrackers and light them in the brazier. The sound of crackling is endless, adding to the atmosphere of fireworks.
On the canals of the divine capital, painted boats and flower boats cruise freely, young talents on the boats hold folding fans, and the lingering sound of courtesans and singers is heard. Looking up into the distance, everything is romantic.
It is the most prosperous night in the world, and the lights of Shangyuan illuminate the nine heavens.
Suddenly looking back at the dim place, the beautiful woman has met for a thousand years.
Zhang Wei followed Zhang Wujiu. The cardamom girl, who had never seen such a scene before, shouted and clapped her hands happily.
The folk customs of the Great Zhou Dynasty were open. Under the lanterns, a group of young girls sang and danced to the beats of Huqin and Qiang drums, forming a three-curved enchanting figure, which fully demonstrated their grace and charm, making people fascinated.
The fragrance brings fragrance and laughter, just like hundreds of flowers vying for beauty.
"Daddy, I want to dance too!"
Zhang Wei was filled with envy as she watched the women dancing gracefully, and she acted coquettishly towards her father.
Zhang Wujiu looked at his little daughter dotingly.
"Go, be careful, don't hit the noble man!"
While he was talking, a young master came to Zhang Wujiu with his servants.
"Uncle, is this venison?!"
As soon as Zhang Wujiu saw someone coming to the door, he no longer cared about his little daughter and immediately said, "Young master, you have a good eye. This is a wild mountain deer on Cuihua Mountain. The grassroots just caught it today. It's fresh!"
Looking at the bloody wild deer on the stall, the young man also became interested. He was a frequent visitor to the Huafang Brothel on the canal, and he really needed to replenish his health.
"Uncle, how do you sell this venison!?"
"Master, just watch and give it!"
Zhang Wujiu is a simple and honest hunter who is not good at businessmanship.
After weighing it for a moment, the young man took a silver note from his sleeve and said, "Uncle, this is one hundred taels of silver. Sell me the whole deer!"
Zhang Wujiu was a little dazed. He knew that the deer meat could be sold at a good price, but the young man's price was one hundred taels, which was not what he expected.
"This this……"
Just when Zhang Wujiu didn't know what to say, the young master took out another twenty-tael silver note.
"I want these wild goods too!"
Zhang Wujiu was overjoyed and had no idea that his wild goods could be sold for so much money.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"
Zhang Wujiu immediately helped the young man pack it up.
At the same time, Zhang Wei was dancing happily. Although her dancing skills were different, Zhang Wei was so interested that she ignored the girl's shyness and began to sway left and right in the crowd. Every movement she made was full of youthful vitality.
But she didn't know that outside the lantern, a pair of greedy eyes full of desire had locked onto her like a python staring at its prey.
A young man wearing a dark red brocade shirt was peeping at Zhang Wei. He was Wen Pojun, the son of Zuotunwei General Wenjie.
The servant on the side looked at his young master's eyes and knew what he was thinking about at this moment.
But one of the servants still suppressed his fear and said, "Young Master...Young Master, the master said that during the Lantern Festival, everyone in our civil government should keep a low profile. It is said that people from the Metropolitan Procuratorate will pick up the illegal dignitaries in the crowd."
Wen Pojun showed a lewd smile, "I know!"
Looking at Zhang Wei's shabby dress, Wen Pojun knew that this woman must be from a poor family.
The servant looked at Wen Pojun's expression and knew what he was planning to do.
"Young Master, when I came out, I told you that I was afraid..."
When the servant was mid-sentence, Wen Pojun interrupted him with a sneer, "Oh?! Are you afraid of my father?!"
"Then do you believe it or not, I will put you in a sack right now and sink you into the canal to feed the fish?!"
"roll!"
As the only son of General Zuotunwei, facing a poor girl, do you need to estimate that much?!
