Heroes dare not do

Chapter 96

Seeing that it was poured into powder, no one in the whole Sichuan rushed to the mourning hall, this rolling head finally straightened the source of the world, and for a while, people in the rivers and lakes avoided these powders like snakes and scorpions.

But this little Cang just pinched two hidden lines for transporting ointment by the way, and for a while, his eyes were filled with compassion.

It has been seven days since the mourning in the whole of Sichuan, but it is time to leave, and Anfeng's fate has come too late.According to the imperial edict, a majestic ancestral temple was built at the place where the deceased died, and the Taizai personally served the sacrificial wine, and heard the ritual officials in the Taizai Temple proclaiming the sacrificial texts, which should be worthy of this body.The title is: Yan Nian Qingyuan Shenjun.

He also selected the best items in the palace to be transported to the Confucian Mountain. His Majesty still felt that he was owed something, so he ordered Hanlin and Guozijian to participate in the details, write a book and pass it on to the world!
This side room waited for the officials in the dead of night to disperse, Nian Ji, who was already slightly drunk, came to the ancestral hall alone to look at the face of his friend, after a long time sipping a glass of sake, he sat alone leaning on the porch pillar until dawn.

On the second day, there was a small sacrifice, but Nian Ji, who didn't want to, left without saying goodbye. All the remaining officials and gentry all looked at each other in blank dismay, only the elder brother Diancang seemed to be aware of it.

The journey was delayed for four and a half months, but the plan to move the spirit back to the mountain had to be abandoned, and only a low mound was built in the backyard of the temple, but only a half-foot-high wordless stone tablet was erected.

Everything is done here, what's even more rare is that the cancer that spanned several counties has been pulled out. The Holy Majesty was so happy that he exempted nearly [-]% of the world's population from taxation, especially in the middle of Sichuan.

Along the way, he lost his desire to hurry, and half a month was almost over when he meandered to Yinluo.I was still at a loss in my mind, and I heard the glutinous osmanthus cake with sorghum flour sold along the street. I just regained my mind a little bit. Because I thought it happened to be a ten-day holiday today, I called some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes made with mung bean water. , two tails of sweet and sour silver carp, a bowl of fried eel with fried scallions and sesame seeds, Shi Shiran walked home just now.

Before opening the door, the courtyard was full of laughter and laughter, but it turned out that today Ah Ci invited his boxing partner to his home, and he was dancing the eight or nine squares with a sandbag.

"It's really a coincidence that the dolls came here!" He said with a gesture of enthusiasm, "Go, go, if we wait for your cakes, I'm afraid there won't be enough for these dolls!" This thought couldn't help embarrassing, "Then, shall I go and buy some more?" I saw the winter plum turned angry into a smile, and his eyes flickered: "Why do I need to rush around? I have already prepared seasonal cakes and fruits, and I have been waiting for a while. There are also two kinds of fresh and sweet river delicacies!"

The two Yiqings who were watching did not say a word, they just smiled and arranged the dishes on the stone table in the courtyard.

After a meal, I even talked about what I have seen and heard from all over the world, but it didn't seem very lively.However, during the chat after dinner, I learned that the two of them are big households on the East Street, and each has a courtyard with two entrances.

In a short time, the clouds were shining brightly, and most of Yin Luo was covered with laminar gold clothes. Seeing that it was getting late, Yi Qing, who was a guest, bid farewell to the host.

At this time, Lamei just raised her eyebrows, "Well, you Nianji, you only replied one letter from home in May!" Nianji walked forward gently.Taking his wife into his arms, "I never expected that this trip will take nearly half a year!"

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