Five hundred and seventieth chapters year after year
Chapter 573: Year after year
December 28th of the Qingyuan Period of the Great Zhou Dynasty. ""
The news that the King of Shu was thrown into a prison for rebellion and would be executed soon spread to Zhoushan, Zhejiang. At the same time, some officials in Zhejiang who had connections with the King of Shu were dismissed one after another.
In the past six months, the people, who had been harmed by corrupt officials under the command of the King of Shu, had been living in dire straits. They rushed to the gate of the county government office to seek the truth.
When they heard the article on the imperial list, the scholars shook their heads and shook their heads after reciting the imperial list. After a brief opportunity, the common people suddenly burst into cheers.
December 29th, the day before New Year’s Eve.
A generation of officials who fell from power in Zhoushan were severely punished by the imperial court and were taken to the execution ground to be executed.
That day, the execution ground located on the seaside of Zhoushan was filled with people and loud gongs and drums.
As the executioner raised his knife and lowered it, the corrupt official's head fell to the ground. The tens of thousands of people watching all burst into cheers. This cheer, mixed with the sound of the rising and falling tide, was particularly joyful and beautiful.
Under the leadership of Li Zheng in the village, the people built an ancestral hall for His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, who personally uprooted the gang members of the King of Shu and restored peace to the Great Zhou Dynasty, and offered incense to this living Bodhisattva who protected the people.
December 30th, New Year’s Eve.
The rising sun dyed the sea with a layer of golden ripples. The sea breeze blew, and the golden sea undulated slightly.
Zhoushan on the seaside woke up from sleep amidst the cheerful waves of the sea. Men, women, old and children went out of the house hand in hand and walked around the streets with faces full of joy. As the hosts of the festival, the children wore new clothes.
Running around excitedly. You can hear the laughter of children everywhere in our alleys.
In the town, there were sporadic sounds of firecrackers.
The fresh air, the morning mist floating in the air, and the scattered crisp firecrackers...
It’s another year.
Early in the morning, Lu Heng's family, who were temporarily living in a manor in Zhoushan, got up early.
The family is busy cleaning the yard and posting Spring Festival couplets.
There is no trace of sadness at all.
Although ladies feel cold-hearted about the royal family's unkindness and unrighteousness, in Lu Heng's words, life is still going on, and we have to look forward.
After seeing that their husband was not at all sad about their honor and disgrace, the ladies gradually let go of the unhappiness in their hearts and re-immersed themselves in the festive atmosphere.
In the room, warm sunlight shines in from the window, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.
In the newly decorated room, Lu Heng was wearing new clothes sewn by several ladies, looking full of energy and wearing a jade tree in the wind.
Four beautiful women, Liu Qingqing, Wang Tingzhi, Su Qianqian, and Ouyang Ruolan, surrounded Lu Heng, helping Lu Heng pull him, watching and laughing, it was so lively.
"My husband is so handsome!" Wang Tingzhi smiled brightly and stood in front of Lu Heng, with her hands on her hips and a blushing compliment.
"The clothes are beautiful! The ladies' craftsmanship is great!" Lu Heng smiled and said modestly.
After saying this, Liu Qingqing, who was helping him pull off his clothes, blushed. Her beautiful eyes looked at Lu Heng affectionately, she pursed her lips, and a touching smile quietly emerged.
"Didn't your husband praise Sister Liu specifically?" Su Qianqian giggled, took Ouyang Ruolan's hand, pointed at Liu Qingqing, and said with a smile: "Look, sister is blushing!"
Ouyang Ruolan, the youngest among the ladies, nodded vigorously.
"Giggle!" Seeing Ouyang Ruolan's cute look, a group of women couldn't help but giggle. ("")
As the person involved, Liu Qingqing blushed. She was neither angry nor laughing. She was extremely embarrassed for a moment and tightly grabbed the corner of Lu Heng's clothes, which was extremely endearing.
"You did it!" Lu Heng stretched out his hand, stroked Liu Qingqing's cheek, and asked softly.
Liu Qingqing wanted to run away, but she didn't know who pushed her from behind. She was caught off guard and pushed into Lu Heng's arms.
With a soft cry, when he was about to stand up, he found that Lu Heng had already stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly.
"My husband..."
Liu Qingqing raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with affection and shyness, murmuring softly as if she was talking in her sleep.
Hearing this familiar and nostalgic voice, Lu Heng felt extremely soft. He stretched out his hand and scratched Liu Qingqing's cute nose with his fingers: "It's really thoughtful!"
Liu Qingqing's beautiful eyes were shining with hope, she smiled shyly and lowered her head.
These two people are making love to each other here, but the three women beside them are extremely jealous.
Wang Tingzhi, who was standing opposite, looked at Lu Heng resentfully, her eyes were red, and she pouted, "Mr. sir, I bought that button!"
Not to be outdone, Su Qianqian said resentfully: "I drew the pattern!"
"And, there's me!" Ouyang Ruolan held her head high, highlighting the softness of her sizable chest, and said extremely cutely: "I paid for it!"
Liu Qingqing, who was hiding in Lu Heng's arms, was teased by her sisters. She let out a soft cry and quickly escaped from Lu Heng's arms like a frightened little rabbit.
Lu Heng was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly. He stretched out his arms and said with a smile: "Okay, hug them all, hug them all!"
The ladies were suddenly too shy to come forward. One by one, they pushed each other, lowered their heads and blushed, huddled together and whispered.
"Sister comes first!" Su Qianqian, who has a fierce personality, said to Liu Qingqing with a blushing face after asking for her sisters' opinions.
"Why, why should I go first!" Liu Qingqing was immediately at a loss, blushing and arguing weakly.
"Because you are my sister!" A group of women giggled and pushed Liu Qingqing in front of Lu Heng.
"I, I..." Liu Qingqing was confused and stood there at a loss.
Lu Heng acted upon the opportunity and took Liu Qingqing into his arms. Holding her soft and boneless waist, he stretched out his hand to hold up her unrivaled beauty. After staring at it for a moment, he gently kissed her rosy cheeks.
On the lips, a gentle kiss.
"It's my turn, it's my turn!" Wang Tingzhi has a free and easy personality. At this time, she also let go of her shyness and skipped to Lu Heng's side. She took the initiative and generously hugged Lu Heng, and gently kissed Lu Heng's lips.
He kissed her once and then left with a giggle.
Seeing the sisters staring at her, Su Qianqian blushed and slowly walked to Lu Heng. After taking a deep breath, she stood on tiptoes and pecked Lu Heng on the face.
"No, I have to kiss you!"
Su Qianqian turned around and was about to run away, but Liu Qingqing and Wang Tingzhi held her back. They reluctantly asked her to kiss her again.
Su Qianqian couldn't resist her sister's stubbornness, so she had to endure her shyness, stood on tiptoes, and kissed Lu Heng on the mouth.
Lu Heng smiled slightly, stretched out his arms to hug Su Qianqian, covered Su Qianqian's lips with his body, and kissed her deeply.
"There's still me, there's still me!" Ouyang Ruolan couldn't wait for a long time. After seeing Su Qianqian leaving, she ran over directly, jumped up, and entangled Lu Heng like an octagonal fish. Lu Heng, who was unfamiliar with the temple,
Heng kissed her on the mouth.
"Ms. sir!" Ouyang Ruolan blushed and said softly: "When are you going to see my aunt?"
"Huh?" After saying this, the women suddenly looked unkindly and stood together, staring at Lu Heng suspiciously.
Lu Heng suddenly broke into a cold sweat, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes flickered.
He lowered his head and thought rapidly, looking for countermeasures and changing the topic. He coughed and laughed dryly. He looked around and asked in surprise: "Where's Agui?"
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In the town, the sunshine fills the streets moistened by the sea breeze, reflecting a charming and dazzling light.
The morning mist still hangs over the town, like a soft veil, flowing with the wind.
On the street, children gathered in small groups, looking at a companion who was lighting firecrackers in the middle of the street, plugging their ears, with a mixture of expectation and fear in their eyes.
Boom...
With a crisp sound, two kicks flew into the sky, exploding into a brilliant display of fireworks.
The children clapped and cheered, smiling like flowers.
"Look, that monk is so cute!" Amidst the cheers, a child saw a scared monk walking towards the end of the street. He smiled and pointed at the monk and said to his companions.
"He is actually afraid of firecrackers?" An older child exclaimed in disbelief, as if he had discovered something new. Then, the child rolled his eyes and said to his companion: "How about we go scare him?"
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"good!"
A burst of cheers.
Then, with mischievous smiles on their little faces, the children carried a long hanging firecracker and walked towards the trembling monk Fahai who was hiding behind Agui.
When they got closer, just when the children were about to light the firecrackers, the one-armed man standing in front of the monk smiled and took out a huge two-kicker from behind with one hand. The two-kicker
The size is as tall as a child.
The mischievous smiles on the children's faces suddenly froze. They looked stupidly at this weapon of mass destruction.
When they saw the strong man put the huge two kickers on the ground and took out the fire stick from his arms, the group of children screamed in surprise and dispersed.
Seeing the children disappearing without a trace, Agui smiled slyly, put out the fire, put the cannon away again, and put it on his waist.
Turning around, he stretched out his hand and gently patted Monk Fahai's big belly, and said comfortingly: "Be good, don't be afraid!"
Fahai's eyes were red, and he slowly stepped forward, nestled in Agui's arms, and nodded timidly.
The corner of Agui's mouth twitched, and the hand that was originally going to fall on Monk Fahai's back retracted naturally.
Agui coughed and pushed Monk Fahai away calmly. After that, he looked around with lingering fear. When he found that no one saw this scene, Agui breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and calmed down.
Feeling vomiting, he asked Monk Fahai: "Aren't we going to welcome the God of Joy? Where can we go to welcome him?"
Monk Fahai also noticed that his actions just now were somewhat ambiguous. He straightened up, took a deep breath, held a rosary in his hand, and recited a Buddha's name. Then he smiled awkwardly at Agui, stretched out his chubby fingers, and said,
Pointing to the north, he said: "It's right out of town!"
"Let's go!" Agui held his head high and strode forward.
Behind him, Monk Fahai shivered unnaturally, as if he was disgusted by the ambiguous action he just made.
The two of them headed north and soon walked out of the town.
Later, Monk Fahai chanted sutras devoutly.
Agui squatted on the field ridge in boredom, eyes wide open, looking curiously at the monk in front of him who looked more like a magic stick than an eminent monk.
After waiting for a cup of tea, the god of joy didn't know if he was invited.
On the official road next to the field ridge, a horse came up. On the horse, an old man with a white beard, dusty and dusty, looked quite miserable.
"Is this the God of Joy?" Agui pointed in surprise at the old man who came on horseback, looking at Monk Fahai with a look of contempt.
With Agui's eyesight, he could clearly see the old man coming on horseback.
Agui had met this old man before when he entered the palace with the young master.
It seems to be the sacrificial wine of Taixue. It's called Kong Kanglian's. A typical stubborn old man who refuses to change.
What is he doing in Zhoushan?
Monk Fahai also didn't expect that when he came out to greet the God of Joy, he would encounter such a mourning star.
Seeing Agui's disdainful gaze, Monk Fahai coughed awkwardly and said unnaturally: "Well, it should be so!"
"Bah!" Agui squatted on the ridge of the field, looked at the monk with disdain, and spat out a piece of dead grass in his mouth with a bah.
After so many things, Agui is no longer the naive young man he once was.
Although this Kong Kanglian is said to be just a sacrificial wine, his status is very high. I heard from the young master before that this old man Kong is the great-great-great-grandson of Saint Kong, and is highly admired by students in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Because of his status, even the emperor is very fond of him.
This person is very polite.
And this old man seemed to feel that he should be treated like this. He was arrogant and looked like he didn't like anyone.
But having said that, this old man is not the kind of old scholar who only knows how to show off. The young master said that this man's attainments in hundreds of subjects are unparalleled among those who know it in Dazhou.
However, these have nothing to do with Agui.
This old man claims to be noble and upright. But when the young master was wronged, he didn't even fart. This kind of person is so noble.
Agui only cares about, what is this old guy doing here?
Come to play? You wouldn’t even believe it!
They must be here to see the young master!
After Agui thought of this, his eyes suddenly became cold and stern.
Ever since what happened in the underground palace, Agui has not had a good impression of all the court officials. Especially the flatterers who are close to the emperor and the royal family.
While talking, Agui, who was squatting on the ridge of the field, picked up a stone, took a look at it, and prepared to throw it over.
On the side, Monk Fahai was startled and quickly reached out to hold Agui's hand.
Even though Agui was missing an arm, after that incident, Agui's skill increased unabated. How could Kong Kanglian withstand such a stone being thrown at him with his small body?
Even if you can't die, you can't run away even if you're half disabled.
"No, Agui, donor, don't do anything!" Monk Fahai was panting from exhaustion. After finally comforting Agui, he explained: "This person is not necessarily here to find Lu Heng. It is very possible that he is here.
It’s for, uh, this..."
"Looking at the scenery?" Agui frowned.
"Ah, yes!" Monk Fahai's eyes lit up and he gave a thumbs up.
"Bah!" Agui didn't bother to talk to him.
Monk Fahai coughed awkwardly and said earnestly: "This man's name is Kong Kanglian. He is a famous Confucian in the Zhou Dynasty. His status is extraordinary and he is an idol worshiped by students! If you hurt him, just give him
Some people claim that this is causing trouble for Lu Heng."
"I know!" Agui replaced the stone in his hand with a clod of soil, tossed it around in his hand, and said with a smile: "I won't hit him, I'm just trying to scare him!"
"Can you not scare me about this?" Monk Fahai persuaded in vain.
"No!" Agui shook his head and refused, then stood up and threw the clod of soil in his hand out with a whoosh.
After flying for a while, the clod of earth accurately hit the ladder of the horse under Kong Kanglian.
The horse neighed and fell with a plop. Kong Kanglian, who was sitting on the horse and was extremely tired, screamed and fell to the ground with a plop.
This time, the robe was torn and the hair was loose.
Extremely embarrassed.
Kong Kanglian endured the pain all over her body, got up, sat on the ground, pointed at the two guys who fled quickly, and cursed.
"You're a stickler, you're a stickler!"
Agui succeeded in the attack, and immediately pulled up the stunned monk Fahai beside him, turned around and ran away, just like two thieves who had stolen something and were discovered.
The two of them fled all the way to the foot of a field ridge and then stopped. Agui raised his head and glanced at the old scholar sitting on the ground cursing, and burst into laughter with joy in his heart.
On the side, Monk Fahai looked happy and laughed twice. Then, he suddenly realized that it was wrong to rejoice in others' misfortunes, so he immediately changed his clothes, looked compassionate and compassionate, and recited a sin.
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At noon, Agui and Fahai purchased some things and returned to the manor.
But as soon as I entered the door, I saw the old man sitting in the yard, talking to the young master about something. The old man looked eager, but the young master was leisurely and leisurely, occasionally yawning, and looking like he was lacking in interest.
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When the courtyard door opened, Agui and Fahai stayed on the spot. Then they looked at each other, turned around and walked out the door.
After Lu Heng saw these two people coming back, he felt relieved. He could finally find an excuse and didn't have to talk to this old scholar about saving the country and the people.
However, when he saw these two people turning around and leaving as if they had seen ghosts, Lu Heng quickly called out to them and asked in confusion: "Gui, Master, what are you doing?"
Agui and Monk Fahai trembled, helplessly stopped, turned around, and looked at the young master with a smile.
Kong Kanglian, who was sitting on the chair and sighing, became furious when she saw the monk and the man at the door. She stood up, pointed at the two of them, and angrily shouted: "It's you!"
"Who are you?" Monk Fahai and Agui, with a clear understanding of each other, acted as if they were meeting for the first time, and looked at Kong Kanglian in surprise.
Kong Kanglian: "..."
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At night, the sea breeze blows gently, bringing heavy moisture.
In the distance, fireworks bloom in the night sky, every household sets off fireworks and firecrackers, and children carry lanterns and walk through the streets, making it very lively.
At the entrance of every house, fireworks and firecrackers bloomed, spraying silver flowers.
The young children clapped their hands, smiled happily and cheered around the fire.
What a night full of fiery trees and silver flowers.
The bright moon rises over the sea, and the world is at this moment together.