At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The salesmen carried river lanterns and walked from one end to the other, and then from one end to the other.

There are three main types of river lanterns: god-worshiping lanterns (head lanterns), lotus lanterns and rice dumpling lanterns. Made of paper, bamboo strips and other materials.

The lampposts around the god-worshiping lamp are set off with red or green colored paper, and any one of the words "peace of the world, bumper harvest, or peace of the country and the people" is posted on the four sides.

Along the river bank, people hold incense candles, kneel on the ground, and pray devoutly to their ancestors. Pray to your ancestors to bless your family with safety, abundant harvests, and abundant descendants.

The children excitedly chased the river lanterns, and laughter echoed in the night sky. From time to time, the voices of elders scolding children not to get too close to the water were heard.

Xie Yuheng squatted on the bluestone slab and put a lotus lantern into the river.

The little hands gently stirred the water surface, and the lotus lanterns followed the water flow and slowly met the river lanterns under the night.

The light of the river lanterns reflects on the river water, sparkling like a flowing ink painting.

Xie Mingcheng only cared about the safety of his sister when he saw Xiao Yuheng finishing setting off the river lanterns.

I turned my head and saw that the rice dumpling lantern I had put in earlier was stuck together with the lotus lantern by the dense weeping willows and remained motionless.

"Ah, my river lantern!"

Xie Mingcheng wailed and looked around for a stick to save the two river lanterns.

But I saw a bamboo pole passing through the willow branch and driving the rice dumpling lantern directly into the water.

The lotus lantern, without the entanglement, continues to float into the distance along the current.

With a smile in his eyes, Zuo Jia handed the bamboo pole back to the clerk at the shop on the street, looking like an elegant and elegant man.

Xie Mingcheng and others were about to step forward to argue with them when they saw a man who looked like a young student jumping out.

He accused indignantly: "Why are you like this? Two river lanterns can obviously solve the problem, but you have to knock down one."

Zuo Jia was slightly stunned, as if he had never thought that it could be done in this way. He said warmly: "I didn't think carefully. I'm really sorry."

After saying that, he turned to the people who were watching and asked loudly whose river lantern belonged to him. He could compensate according to the price.

Chunfeng Tower was built near the water. As soon as he came out, he saw Xie Yuheng and others setting off river lanterns.

Among them was a young man wearing a dark green round collar and wristbands. He must be a martial arts practitioner.

It is self-evident for whom the rice dumplings and river lanterns are placed.

What a coincidence, he got stuck. Wasn't this God's foretelling for him?

Zuo Jia happily turned the beads on his wrist gently, while the book boy following him looked timid.

......

Xu Lu stretched out his hand to stop Xie Mingcheng, who was about to step forward, and motioned with his eyes to let him come.

After all, Xu Lu was also the son of the richest family in Jiangling.

You can tell at a glance what kind of ink the other person has in his belly. The black-hearted little bastard is just acting like this.

I won’t cheat you today.

Xu Lu was holding a white jade folding fan. As he walked around, the tassels of the jade pendant hanging around his waist swayed from side to side.

"This... uncle, that rice dumpling and river lantern is a thing below." Xu Lu cupped his hands towards Zuo Jiayi, his face full of distress for the river lantern.

He is only twenty-nine years old. This little brat looks twelve or thirteen years old. Call him uncle?

Zuo Jia's hand that turned the beads froze, and he smiled and asked his book boy to pay for it.

Xu Lu looked at the dozen copper coins in the bookboy's hand and met Zuo Jia's eyes with a half-smile.

He shook his head and said: "My master's river lantern is made of high-quality golden nanmu as the lamppost, frost paper as the body, and top-quality beeswax carvings as the candles."

The folding fan patted the palm of his hand, narrowed his beautiful pink eyes, and said: "Since uncle wants to compensate according to the price, this is not enough."

Xie Mingcheng, a melon-eater, was so shocked that he opened his mouth so wide that he could put down an egg.

No wonder, I heard that sister Yuheng was in Wengcheng during the flood and extorted ten taels of silver from others.

It turns out that Xu Lu was the one who brought the bad news!

Xie Mingcheng was heartbroken and squatted down to a position parallel to Xie Yuheng's head.

He asked in a low voice: "What if someone goes down to fish for it?"

What kind of fine golden nanmu is sold by the salesman, and it is so ordinary that it cannot be an ordinary river lantern.

Xie Yuheng chuckled lightly, covering his lips with his small hand, and said: "The water in the inland river is more than three meters deep, and it is a waste of time. How can he fish it out?"

"Then after dawn tomorrow, that's okay." Xie Mingcheng scratched his head, his pure eyes reflecting the appearance of the little boy in red.

Xie Yuheng blinked and whispered: "Just deny it to death."

Whether they can be fished out or not is a matter of fact. There are too many river lanterns sinking in the water.

Furthermore, it was not impossible for her to make one and throw it into the river overnight, just as Xu Lu said.

Xie Mingcheng's pupils were shaking.

Listen, is this something a well-behaved child can say?

His lovely, innocent and lovely sister was really led into a ditch by a thief!

Sure enough, the elder brother was right, Xu Thief should not be allowed to get too close to Xiao Yuheng.

......

In this compartment, Xu Lu returned victoriously and thrust a fifty-tael silver note into Xie Mingcheng's hand.

Xie Mingcheng curled his lips, turned around and stuffed the banknote into his elder brother's hand again.

He doesn't want money from thieves, he is a good soldier with a moral bottom line!

Gee, it turns out blackmailing people is so fun.

Young Master Xu hummed a tune proudly, making Zuo Jia's teeth itch as he watched.

The book boy asked in a low voice: "Master, why don't we report it to the official? Isn't he blackmailing us?"

Zuo Jia glanced at him and saw that the hospital examination was only half a month away. At this time, the official report might be postponed for how long.

The main reason is that he doesn't want to deal with people from the government...

Xie Mingli held the banknote in hand and quickly walked onto the bridge. He said loudly: "Anyone selling rice dumplings and river lanterns, I will buy them all."

For a while, the salesmen rushed to get there.

A sneer appeared on Xie Mingli's lips, and his meaningful gaze fell on Zuo Jia under the corridor.

Just now when Xu Lu was discussing 'reparations' with Zuo Jia, someone who knew Zuo Jia had already revealed his identity to the public.

In this way, Zuo Jia probably did it intentionally when he knocked down Mingcheng's rice dumplings and river lanterns.

Unfortunately, Zuo Jia had poor eyesight and could not see the boy's expression clearly.

The young men in green clothes paid the vendors one by one, and a group of young people were responsible for putting out the river lanterns on the kuku.

There are strings of rice dumplings and river lanterns in the water, which is quite unique.

Xie Yuheng whispered a few words to his boy.

Rong Shi nodded, walked to an empty place, and faced people who looked like students in all directions.

He bowed his hands and said, "Xie's College puts out rice dumpling lanterns, and I wish all the candidates will be successful!"

Candidates from Wuling and Nanjun expressed their thanks to the Xie family.

Someone said loudly: "I wish Xie Tinghou to win the championship in one fell swoop and become the youngest Xiao Sanyuan first person."

"Xie Tinghou! Xiao Sanyuan!"

“Congratulations to the students of Xie’s College for high school!”

The out-of-town examinee who had just arrived in Linyuan in the past two days, Monk Erzhang was confused and asked the people around him in a low voice, "Who is this Xie Tinghou?"

The person being asked immediately learned about the glorious deeds of Marquis Xie Ting, from the eloquence conference to the Linyuan flood, which made him feel thirsty.

"So, Zuo Jia, the head of the three counties of Guiyang, is not as good as Marquis Xie Ting."

The candidate's face was full of admiration and he wished he could get to know Marquis Xie Ting now.

Zuo Jia, who was passing by behind him, sneered. It didn't matter if he was talented or a prodigy. Behind him was...