Although the moon after the Mid-Autumn Festival is not very round, it is still bright, with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. At that time, the Mid-Autumn Festival in ancient times was different from north to south. Northerners like to kneel down and worship the moon god. Southerners only enjoy the moon and have the custom of climbing the tower to see the distance.

At the end of the vast Yangtze River, a waning moon rises, and the waves hit the reefs on the shore. At the foot of Qingliang Mountain, the majestic and vicissitudes of the stone city covered with historical traces, the osmanthus flowers in the Wang family yard are also blooming. When you walk in the preparatory hall, you can smell the fragrance.

"This Cong'er is still in love. Without saying a word, she recovered the things that Ma Tong had taken away by the dead slave. She really agreed with all her requests. It seems to be a little far apart, but in fact it is better than the marriage between girls (sister-in-law)..." Chen smiled and couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity, we are just one daughter, and Jia Cong has already started a family and started a career..."

Prince Sheng blew his beard and said nothing.

"Isn't he leaving..." Wang Xifeng muttered to herself. She originally thought that Jia Cong would come to the Wang family for a while, and no matter how bad she was, she had to collect the cashier. The lion spoke up so loudly that it was in line with his unwillingness to suffer losses... But he didn't come after all, and just left quietly, thinking about it, it was really irritating.

Maybe she is just a toy of him, otherwise how could this be? Sometimes I think about it, but I feel sorry for myself for a lifetime of wiseness and a moment of confusion... I am really unwilling to accept that even if Ma Tong's land deed and house deeds are recovered, it cannot be offset.

At this time, the person who was patrolling the cross-campus and received a message from the concierge. The butler quickly came to the hall to report, "Master, Madam, it's not good, it's not good..."

After one stick of incense has passed.

According to the customs of Jiangnan, white lanterns hung from Wang Ren's official bride to the gate. A couple who were sent to the black-haired man started crying and robbing the earth. The news from Gaoyou came from the news, the people who sent back, the river yamen and the Gaoyou County yamen, reported that the ships were stranded and drowned. Wang Ren insisted on going there. It was a natural disaster and man-made disaster, and no one could be blamed.

Chen cried and shouted that he wanted to make a big fuss and sued. She thought it was the moment of her might, and she could kill someone like Xue Pan, and she could go away with it.

Two lines of tears also hung on Wang Xifeng's delicate face who was staying outside the gate. She didn't know how sincere it was, but this person was a relative and brother who was connected to her blood.

"Gaoyou River..." Wang Xifeng was shocked: "Is it..."

The old couple cried for a moment, but looked at Wang Xifeng's belly at the same time. Fortunately... there is a descendant here... Even if Wang Xifeng brings two women back, she can still marry into a marriage...

Speaking of which, the business customs in Jiangnan are more serious than in the north. Not every family regards inheritance as important. Some people do not go home after doing business for decades, and in order to make money, they also dig their own ancestral tombs in Jiangxi. This is part of the phenomenon.

Even if many people want to stay in the future, they don’t mind adopting their adopted sons. However, in terms of law since the Ming Dynasty, if the adopted son who had been adopted for ten years betrayed, the master’s family can be dealt with as slaves, not to mention that Wang Xifeng’s children have the bloodline of the Wang family?

"Do I love you?" Wang Xifeng didn't care about her parents' gaze, looked out of the sky, and said quietly: "Or should I hate you?"

...

"I advise you to have a glass of wine, and you will have no friends when you go west to Yangguan..." In Changganli, Jinling South City, He Yi raised a glass of wine on the second floor of the Jinling Branch of Shanhai Bookstore, and toasted the north. His robe fluttered in the wind. With him, Zhou Wenbai, Zhen Baoyu, Liu Caiwei, and Chen Ruan were also here.

The last two girls play the piano together. The three scholars are well-known in Jinling. The eight-legged essays and poetry are not bad. The famous scholars and madmen, like Tang Bohu, can make famous prostitutes pay back. However, Zhen Baoyu and Zhou Wenbai seem to have grudges, which come from Chen Ruan's eyes.

A song "Guangling San" cleanses the water of the Qinhuai River for ten miles.

At the same time, Qin Keqing stood in the railing and looked at the north.

Half a bright moon, a river of autumn.

Don’t worry about having no friends in the future, who in the world doesn’t know you?

...

The top scholar in the Ding Chou examination, the world's Wenzong, the famous eight-part master, the bachelor of Hanlin Academy, and the censor of the inspector of the three provinces, Jia Cong fell ill.

This is a well-known thing in Yangzhou City in the autumn of the 16th year of Yongle.

I can’t forget the ten days of riding on the crane tower, and I look forward to the future of the years by the Plum Blossom Ridge.

The northwest of Yangzhou City is Hongqiao Station. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and teahouses and restaurants can be seen everywhere. Even girls who need to sing and serve in a certain way can come and go in the pass. However, the thin horses in Yangzhou are farther away.

Jia Pingqun, the heir of Taizhou School who was born in a stove, was dressed in coarse linen. When he came out of the gate of the Hongqiao Station, he met Liu Ting, the general of Zhenjiang. When he came out, he met Guan Chaosheng who came out to receive him, Jia Pingqun took the initiative: "Brother Guan, I haven't seen each other for many years. I have bid farewell to Lin Ruhai. Now I have traveled again in the old place? What's the matter when I come to me? Is the Censor really sick?"

Liu Ting was secretly angry, Guan Chaosheng looked sad: "The position of Taiyuan in the Censorate is really difficult to do. I have two Dongwen, both censors. It is true that Dongwen is sick now. Eunuch Liu also saw it with his own eyes. Sleeping in a bed, he always worked hard and worried. Dongwen came back and told others that he impeached him everywhere, and he was not interested in managing the river, handling money and grain, and handling the title of punishment. The emperor received a memorial and returned to take care of his illness, and ignored the impeachment of others. That's it, Dongwen never gave up the elders of Jiangbei, called the stove owners and salt merchants to come out to support the court..."

Jia Pingqun's eyes showed admiration, and then Yu Lu and Bao Er helped a blind Hongqiao storyteller over. Guan Chaosheng gave silver on the spot, his nose felt sore, and tears fell: "Sir, this is a good thing for Guan, based on his personal experience, and he wrote a good thing for the patrol master. In order to keep Haoran's righteousness forever, I will do it more..."

The three of them walked into the Hongqiao Station, and the blind storyteller asked the boy to read it to him. He actually recited it. He knocked on the spot and shouted slogans, which attracted the attention of the people. The gentleman said, "... Let's say that when the inspector Jia went to Huai'an, a wife blocked the road and made a complaint... But how far is General Han's temple? At this time, the wind and thunder were made, and the divine horses fell from the sky. The Censor happily said: God helps me. The horse ran to General Han's temple... The Censor Jia disagreed with the opinions of the whole country, and crossed the Three Divisions of Jiangsu to set up a Hongmen banquet in Qingjiangpu... The Censor Jia shouted: "You guy assassinate the imperial officials! You despise the king's law! Do you think this inspector dare not take you? There is a god three feet high!"

when!

"If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown..."

An old man cried, "Jiusian Jia is reincarnated by Bao Longtu, and Hai Gangfeng is alive..."

"Come and buy it! Come and buy it! The door god sticker of Yushi Jia..."

As soon as the peddler yelled, the people in the northwest of Yangzhou took out copper coins and bought Jia Cong's door god picture. The people were all circulating that this was something that could ward off evil spirits and good luck! The Imperial Jia enforced the law strictly and was upright. If he could suppress ghosts and gods, he had to take it back and worship him!

Liu Ting and Jia Pingqun walked to the door, but saw several guards of the Imperial Guards, all their eyes were covered with blood and there were crying inside. They couldn't help but feel sad. Why don't good people live long?

Alas, how sad!
Chapter completed!