After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

Yingge looked at the young man illuminated by the lantern and smiled. Ye Muyang and Xiao Taohong under the pavilion saw something and screamed. Su Qingyu on the side started singing along with the song, and the sound came over through the water.

"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions... the moon waxes and wanes... it is impossible to have everything at once..."

Chun Yutang has built a high stage for performing operas. The stage is surrounded by darkness except for the bright center. In the center of the stage, a woman with long sleeves is dancing, and her voice is melodious, just like Chang'e in the Moon Palace. This scene makes everyone watching the scenery around applaud, and the singing also makes people praise it.

The entire Chun Yutang was silent, with only the people in the center of the stage undisturbed.

Good poetry...

"It's really worth a fortune." Someone murmured.

Mr. Liu was speechless. If he wanted to buy this poem, it would cost at least a thousand gold coins.

The other women waiting backstage were also a little surprised at how the people around were reacting and how they were praising the beauty of the poetry. They didn't expect that the first one to go on stage would have such an effect. They couldn't help feeling nervous and regretful.

In fact, being the first to go on stage was not an advantage, after all, everyone had not yet concentrated their minds. But the poems were unexpectedly so good, so unique and pure.

The maid withdrew her gaze from the window and whispered, "Miss, we might as well promise mother that we will be the first to go on stage. Now it seems that being the first to go on stage will make people remember it. The rest may not be that interesting."

Yu Tang was combing her hair in front of the mirror and said with a smile, "Wrong, wrong, this one of mine is excellent no matter where it is ranked. Just wait and see, right, Master Zhilin?" After saying this, she looked at the young man sitting quietly beside her.

The boy sitting in the corner looked up and answered yes, then continued to tune the piano with his head down.

Yutang inexplicably wanted to ask him who was better, her or Yingge, but she took the words back when they came to her lips. Why would she want to be jealous of a man?

As the song played, Chun Yutang's lamp became brighter.

Those who saw the song and dance talked about it, and those who heard the song came and gathered.

Ye Muyang and Xiao Taohong no longer just admired the lanterns, but asked to see the fairy Chang'e. Su Qingyu went there early.

Su Qinghe turned to Yingge and said, "Isn't it time for your guy to show up?"

Yingge laughed, "Not yet, not yet."

Su Qinghe didn't ask any more questions after hearing her say this, but just said to Ye Muyang, "You guys go first, we'll go over later."

A servant from the Fu family also came up to the stage and explained some rules of tonight's competition. The general meaning was that everyone was asked to judge which girl sang well tonight, and then they could vote for that girl. The item to be voted for was a lantern hanging in the garden, and then they had to leave their names on the register and take it with them when they left.

Why not do something like this that doesn't require any money and can make a beautiful woman smile? For a moment, the stage was crowded with people.

Of course, more people are willing to talk more about appreciating poetry, but it’s a pity that I only listened to it once. At this moment, the lights on the stage went out and then on again, and the next girl was about to go on stage.

"Oh, it's Miss Li Yao."

"Ms. Li Yao is an excellent pipa player."

Popular girls don't need any introduction, they will be recognized as soon as they appear. This is the advantage of being famous.

"The way the pipa is played this time must be very different from the previous ones. Just listen patiently." The person who said this was obviously a supporter of Li Yao.

The sound of the pipa, accompanied by various whispers, converged into beautiful melodies, and gradually the sound overwhelmed the surrounding noise.

"When will the bright moon appear....I drink wine and ask the sky..."

The sound of the pipa traveled a long way, and the people gathered in Chun Yutang could hear it faintly. The distant mountains were decorated with lanterns, which made people feel like they were in a fairyland.

In the main hall of Chun Yutang, there were seven or eight elderly men sitting around, with wine and dishes in front of them. There were also some wooden arrows scattered around the mats where they were sitting cross-legged, which showed that they were playing the game of tossing pots.

At this time, everyone was looking at the stage outside the hall. An older man stroked his beautiful beard a few times and beat the rhythm of the pipa with his hands on his knees.

"May we live long and share the beauty of the moon together even though we are thousands of miles apart..."

The singing stopped, and the old man stopped moving his hands, saying only, "The beauty of this poem lies in the first two lines."

"But the first two sentences are a bit cheesy," said a man.

"Being able to turn something vulgar into something precious is also a skill. Now I know why the child said he couldn't create anything in Yiyuan."

Someone asked, "Are you worried about flattery, like Nian Shilan of the Nian family at that time?"

Wasn't it that the initial trouble for the Nian family was caused by the young men of the family taking turns to suppress Lu Gongqing?

"It's good for a child to be honest and not flatter or try to please others." The old man smiled and pointed to the stage outside. "You see, Zijing is doing very well, the show is good, he is handsome and his songs are beautiful, it's really pleasing to the eye."

Another man said, "It's just Mr. Zhang from Yiyuan and Liao Chengyi..."

At this moment, a little boy hurried over and whispered something in the old man's ear. The man's face changed drastically, and he looked up and said, "Just received news that the prefect, Liao Chengyi, and Lord Zhang are coming."

Hearing this, the wind in the hall suddenly blew to one side, but the old man slowly said, "You are here, serve them well. The adults also have to celebrate the festival, and since they are guests, just welcome them in."

The man in the hall said yes and stood up and walked out. At this time, there was a girl performing on the stage. This time she didn't sing, but mainly danced.

The thumping of the dancing moon seemed to vent the thousands of emotions in people's hearts. The old man looked up and stopped the powerful beat with his hands.

The drums sounded again, and Yutang waited anxiously, looking out all the time. Seeing that the surroundings were crowded with people, the whole Chun Yutang had already squeezed to the edge of the stage.

"How many more are left? Is it my turn?"

"Miss, there are two people ahead of you."

"Don't panic, miss. Let's wait a little longer."

Yutang took a deep breath, closed the window, and his chest rose and fell. "It's almost my turn. It's almost there."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the drumbeats outside suddenly stop. What happened? Did something happen?

After a commotion, it seemed that someone was running.

"It's the prefect who has arrived."

"Not only the prefect, but also Mr. Zhang and Mr. Liao."

"Yutang was standing by the window and heard this. With a sudden push, the window was opened from the outside first."

Yutang looked up and said, "Master Zhilin."

Zhilin didn't say anything, just waved at her. Yutang was not polite either, and immediately squeezed over. She saw a group of people gathered in the same place, with bright lights all around.

Standing on the pavilion, they could clearly see, under the illumination of the open flame, a group of officers and soldiers with broadswords and long arrows on their backs.

"I gonna go see."

"It's us" Su Qinghe.

Yingge looked at him and smiled, extending her hand in invitation. Su Qinghe, holding a lantern, took the lead and turned to extend his hand. The pavilion was built on a rockery, there were not many lights around, and the steps were dim. These were nothing to Yingge, but maybe to Su Qinghe and them, she was still a patient. Yingge saw the hand he extended, transferred the crutch to her right hand, and held the one Su Qinghe extended with her left hand.

After walking a few steps, Su Qinghe suddenly stopped and said, "How about we not go there?"

Yingge laughed. Su Qinghe didn't wait for her to say anything, turned around and continued walking. Yingge said from behind, "It's nothing. I'm just going to take a look. If they ask me, I can come out and greet them."

Su Qinghe responded with a "hmm", holding the lamp and looking intently at the road ahead.

In front of the stage, soldiers were speaking.

"You know what, it's really lively here."

As he spoke, the officers and soldiers made way, and several people in official robes walked out slowly. Prefect Liang walked in front, followed by two men, one fat and one thin, who were wearing red and green robes.

"Lord Liang." An old man from the Fu family stepped forward and saluted with a smile.

"It is a great honor for Sir Liang to be able to attend the lantern festival at the Fu Mansion today." After saying this, he bowed to the two people behind Magistrate Liang and asked, "Who are these two lords..."

Liang Jingtian said with a gloomy face, "These two are Lord Liao and Lord Zhang who came from the capital."

Everyone had heard of the adult who came to Beijing, but of course today was the first time they met. After the introduction, the atmosphere on the scene became a little strange.

The master of the Fu family bowed with a smile, and kept saying compliments like "Nice to meet you, nice to meet you".

Liao Chengyi stepped forward and said with a smile, "We two came here without invitation. We are sorry to bother you."

The few people exchanged greetings and introduced themselves as they walked. When they entered the main hall, Liao Chengyi walked to a place and stood still, just looking at the stage and said, "Why, is there singing and dancing here?"

The prostitutes on the stage had already left the stage, and now the stage was empty with only the star-shaped lanterns left.

The Fu family master quickly said, "It's just the children organizing it for their own entertainment."

Zhang Zhe glanced at everyone present and said in a neutral tone, "You guys seem quite happy."

The atmosphere at the scene froze for a moment.

Zhang Zhe glanced around and continued, "I heard that Lord Lu originally wanted to borrow your Chun Yutang, but unfortunately he failed. Now, he can no longer see it."

No one responded, and the expression of the master of the Fu family was a little complicated. He was originally hunched over, but after hearing these words, he gradually straightened up.

Prefect Liang angrily shook his sleeves and said angrily, "Didn't we issue a document prohibiting the Lantern Festival a long time ago? How come you are all still singing and dancing now? What are you singing..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a voice came from the side of them.

"Sir, please don't blame me. In fact, today's lantern festival is related to Lord Lu."

Fu Zijing, who was about to walk over here, paused when she heard this. Fu Ziyan followed behind her and asked, "Yingge?"

Fu Zijing hummed as an answer. Fu Ziyan said, "Interesting. He avoided Fu Zijing and looked forward. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was walking slowly towards him with a cane in his hand."

Looking at the approaching young man, Governor Liang frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Yingge stepped forward and saluted, saying, "I am Yingge, the prefect." Perhaps worried that the prefect didn't know who she was, she added, "I was lucky enough to meet you once when I was playing polo, and I was summoned by Lord Lu once when I was in Yi Garden."

Prefect Liang wanted to say something, but Liao Cheng stopped her. He looked her up and down with a smile and said, "What did you just say? Is this related to Lord Lu?"

Yingge said, "What they sang today is a poem I composed called "Song of Water Melody". This poem was asked by Lord Lu in Yi Garden that day. But I was timid and shocked by Lord Lu's majesty that day, so I didn't compose it. Composing it today can be regarded as a way to comfort Lord Lu."

Fu Ziyan turned around and whispered, "Could this be the reason why she came here today?"

"How should I know her purpose? I don't know!"

Fu Ziyan saw that he obviously didn't believe what he said. Fu Zijing then explained, "How can I know other people's intentions?"

Fu Ziyan lowered his head and laughed.

When Liao Cheng heard this, he exclaimed, "What kind of story is this?" Then a red-robed guard who followed her came forward and whispered something in her ear.

"Oh, so that's what happened."

"I didn't do it at that time, and I was always worried about it, so I finally came up with it during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I didn't expect that I would meet Lord Lu now... Today happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, so it can be considered a consolation."

Scholar Lin, who was far away, was so angry when he heard this that he crackled the fan in his hand and muttered, "It's really disgraceful! How can there be such a disgraceful person!"