Across the Water Margin: Officials of Ximen

Later, Qin Hui's wife, Wang Ya, returned to the Southern Song Dynasty and became Jin Wushu's secret agent, secretly sending information to Jin Wushu.However, Qin Hui, the prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, knew about this, but pretended to be deaf and dumb, and ignored it.

It is said that Wang Ya asked Qin Hui to kill Yue Fei because he was afraid that Yue Fei would defeat his lover Jin Wushu.

Could this book be a little more shameless?

Chapter 177

Ximen Qing looked at Qin Hui and his wife, and decided that he must pay attention to the fate of this couple in the future, to see what they will experience in the future and what kind of people they will become.

And that Yue Fei, with my intervention, Ximen Qing, how will his fate change?

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The banquet in Guilai Hall lasted from noon to You hour, and all the guests had enjoyed themselves.The guests bid farewell to Zhao Mingcheng and his wife one after another, and went to the streets in twos and threes to watch the lanterns.

After seeing off all the guests, Zhao Mingcheng and Li Qingzhao went out of the Guilai Hall with the rest of the distinguished guests, and went to the West Gate Tower of Qingzhou City to watch the lanterns.

Along with Murong Yanda, governor of Qingzhou, Ximen Qing, Xin Zan, Qin Hui and Wang Ya were also traveling with him.

At this time, on both sides of the streets of Qingzhou, the colorful lights on the light sheds in front of every house have been lit up, and they began to compete in the afterglow of the sunset.

On the street, people come and go, and they are all dressed in festive costumes admiring all kinds of lanterns together.There is also the small vendor pushing a cart to sell all kinds of snacks on the street, and he has no leisure during the festival.

Because today is the Lantern Festival, the most sold by small vendors on the street are floating dumplings.This floating ball is shaped like a full moon in the sky, which symbolizes a happy family reunion, so every tourist who goes shopping will choose a place to eat a bowl.

Ximen Qing and his party walked through the streets and alleys, admiring all kinds of colorful lights along with the bustling crowd, and walked to the west gate of Qingzhou City.

Murong Yanda had already arranged to watch the lanterns on the west gate tower, and the governors and princes of Yu in his house had already set up seats on the tower, waiting for Murong Yanda and others to come.Seeing Mr. Zhizhou at this moment, these people came up to welcome him one after another.

"Are the snacks in Xifulou ready? First serve us a bowl of rice wine floating balls to quench our thirst!" Murong Yanda asked the one who came forward.

"The villain has already made arrangements." Naduguan led Murong Yanda up to the tower, and at the same time hurriedly assigned his subordinates to fill rice wine and floating balls.

Ximen Qing and others also followed Murong Yanda to the tower and sat down on the city.

After a while, someone brought a bowl of rice wine floating balls for each of Murong Yanda and his party.

The floating balls in the bowl were as crystal clear as white jade, exuding a charming fragrance. Ximen Qing couldn't help scooping one into his mouth with a small spoon, and bit down.

It smells so good!Ximenqing's mouthful of sesame seeds and nut fillings are really eloquent.After taking another sip of the soup in the bowl, Ximen Qing couldn't help sighing in his heart: "The ancients are still honest! I have never eaten such delicious glutinous glutinous rice balls!"

This floating ball is the traditional food called Yuanxiao in the north and Tangyuan in the south. It is a must-eat snack for the Chinese people during the Lantern Festival.

After everyone finished eating rice wine and floating balls, Murong Yanda's subordinates laid out various fruit snacks on the table and served them attentively.Everyone sat on the tower, condescendingly watching the festive scene inside and outside Qingzhou city.

At this time, night fell, and a full moon climbed up the eaves of the tower.Looking into the city from the top of the city tower, one can see the streets on both sides of the Nanyang River, and there are many lanterns, which illuminate the streets as bright as day.These bright streets divide the entire Qingzhou City into irregular small squares like ribbons.

The water of Nanyang River flows quietly, the moonlight in the sky and the lights on both sides of the river are reflected on the river surface, sparkling like a jade belt dotted with precious stones.

Qin Hui's wife, Wang Ya, pulled Li Qingzhao excitedly and looked towards Qingzhou City to the east, looking for the location of Guilai Hall among the small squares divided by streets.

Jiao Ting and Shi Yong also pointed out to Ximen Qing and Luan Tingyu where are the Goulan cottages and where are the restaurants and teahouses in the city.The Goulan cottages and restaurants and teahouses that the two of them referred to are all covered with taller and more gorgeous lamp sheds, which are really eye-catching in the night, and they can be identified one by one without much effort.

As the night deepened, the colored lights on the street became more beautiful, and only the noise of the city tower could be heard.Ximen Qing and others looked down the city tower, and saw that there were a lot of tourists on the street, and the peddlers were all shouting and selling their wares.

Among the crowd, women in costumes wore all kinds of beautiful ornaments on their heads and shuttled back and forth, competing with each other just like a lantern race. Passers-by feasted their eyes and stopped to watch.

"Everyone, look outside the city, the fireworks arranged by me are about to go off!" Murong Yanda said to everyone.

After hearing Murong Yanda's words, everyone turned around and came to the other side of the tower, looking in the direction of Fan Gongting outside the city.

"Crack!" With a sound, a group of fireworks flew into the sky, emitting dazzling light.The people watching the fireworks outside the city gate just let out a cheer, and another fireworks rose into the sky one after another, exploding brilliantly in the night sky one after another.All of a sudden, fireworks were scattered like rain, causing the crowd watching the fireworks to cheer continuously.

On the ground, the common people played social fire, dancing fire dragons, colorful lions and various animal-shaped lanterns, and gathered in the open space outside the moat to form a joyous ocean.

The scene in front of me is really a prosperous scene where the state officials set fire and ordered the common people to light lamps.Prime Minister Cai Jing invented Fengheng Yuda theory for Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty, which has been well reflected in Murong Yanda.

When everyone was concentrating on watching the fireworks and social fire, after whispering to Li Qingzhao, Wang Ya went to Ximen Qing and said to him: "Official Ximen, my sister told me that you have outstanding literary talent, not just Can you write the stories of the Three Kingdoms, and you are also good at poetry? I heard that you once wrote a poem "Bu Suanzi? Yongmei" when you were in Qizhou, and even your sister and brother-in-law admired it. I wonder if Ximen officials can write a new one. Ci, let us all experience your literary talent?"

Yo!It seems that Wang Ya still doesn't quite believe that I am a legendary poetry genius, and I want to test myself in public!Seeing Qin Hui and Murong Yanda looking at him, Ximenqing knew that these people had never seen him write lyrics in Qizhou, so he was still a little skeptical.

You are forcing me to be a civil servant!I am a college student at least, and I still remember a few poems after the Southern Song Dynasty.Hehehe~ See how I pretend to be aggressive in front of you!Qin Hui, Murong Yanda, you just wait to help spread the fame of this official!

Ximen Qing smiled, and said to Wang Ya: "Zhizhou Xianggong, Brother Zhao, and Brother Qin are all Jinshi, and they have poems and books in their stomachs. They are the ones who are really talented in literature. Dare to compete for glory in front of Haoyue? But since the lady wants to write a new poem, I'd rather be respectful than obedient, so I'll make a fool of myself in front of everyone. I just don't know if there are pens and paper on this tower?"

Chapter 178 The East Wind Blossoms Thousands of Trees at Night

Murong Yanda had a lot of servants, how could he not bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone when the literati gathered?Seeing that Ximen Qing asked for paper and pen, he immediately ordered his subordinates to bring out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Murong Yanda's servants quickly set up tables, spread out pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and set up bright candlelight lanterns on one side, and a servant sharpened the ink for Ximen Qing.

Everything is ready, the only thing left is the east wind, and everyone gathers around Ximen Qing expectantly, wanting to see what kind of poem he can write.Only Jiao Ting and Shi Yong, the two big bosses, were not interested in these things, and they lay on the top of the city and peeked at the women in costumes coming and going.

Ximen Qing looked around the crowd, and said to Xin Zan, "Brother Xin, when I visited you in Licheng, Qizhou, I saw a few wild plum blossoms blooming by the side of the road. A new song "Bu Suanzi? Yongmei", which can be regarded as an echo of the song "Bu Suanzi? Yongmei" that was composed last time at Brother Zhao's house!"

Xin Zan said with a smile: "Brother Ximen, why didn't you write this new poem to Brother Wei earlier? Brother Wei heard what you said, and now I am looking forward to it!"

After hearing this, Zhao Mingcheng, Li Qingzhao, Qin Hui, Wang Ya, Murong Yanda and others all looked at Ximen Qing expectantly.

Ximen Qing said: "Look, everyone!" After finishing speaking, he took up his pen and wrote a new poem:

"Bu Suanzi? Yongmei

The bridge outside the station is broken, and loneliness opens without a master.

It was already alone at dusk, and it was even more windy and rainy.

Unwilling to struggle hard for spring, Renqun Fang was jealous.

Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same. "

In one go, Ximenqing took the poem by Lu You as his own and wrote it on rice paper.After writing his name on the paper, and finishing the last stroke, he raised his head and said to everyone: "I'm making a fool of myself!"

"Good words! Excellent words! Ximen Brothers really have outstanding literary talents, which is admirable!" Murong Yanda was the first to praise.

Zhao Mingcheng, Li Qingzhao, Xin Zan, and Qin Hui also praised Ximenqing's new poem.Wang Ya and Li Qingzhao secretly exchanged glances, and they both saw the amazement in each other's eyes.

Li Qingzhao whispered something in Zhao Mingcheng's ear, and Zhao Mingcheng said to Ximen Qing: "My dear brother Ximen, the "Bu Suanzi? Yongmei" you wrote last time is still in our couple's house. Can you also give us the next word..."

Wang Ya listened on the side, and said to Zhao Mingcheng: "Brother-in-law, this new poem by Ximen Guanren was written at my request. If you want to give it to someone else, you should also give it to me! Brother-in-law, sister, you You can't fight with me!"

"Cough~" Murong Yanda coughed and persuaded Zhao Mingcheng and Wang Ya: "Don't hurt your friendship because of a new poem. I provided the paper and pen, so I should keep them first..."

Seeing how these people were fighting, Ximen Qing smiled and said: "You don't need to fight any more, why don't you ask Mr. Zhizhou to prepare a few more good papers for me, and write one for each of you?"

"It's so good!" Murong Yanda turned around and handed out some papers to his subordinates.

Ximen Qing dipped his brush in ink, and wrote several copies of "Bu Suanzi? Yongmei", and presented them to Murong Yanda and others.