The duke of the governor's family is leaving again

Chapter 323
Cai Gongshu held the teacup, "It's a new work from the government office."

"Wu Zuo?"

The merchant took two small steps forward in panic.

He bent down and asked Cai Gongshu in a low voice, "Could it be that there was a murder in Baima Mountain!"

Cai Gongshu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Why is Boss Ma so nervous?"

Boss Ma accompanied Xiaoxin, and smiled obsequiously, "I, am I worried that the production will be delayed."

"Boss Ma, don't worry, there was no murder?"

"That."

While the merchant breathed a sigh of relief, he glanced at Chen Yuan suspiciously, "What do you mean by the government sending a servant to follow Mr. Gongshu here?"

Cai Gong’s writing also contained a bit of gloom, “Chen Yuzuo just came to the government office and is very unfamiliar with the surrounding environment. In the future, the autopsy area she will be in charge of will probably be a large area in the southwest of the provincial capital. I just happen to come to Baima Mountain to inspect the porcelain. Mr. Xingshu asked me to bring her here to get acquainted and get to know her."

"I see."

In a few words, Boss Ma found out Cai Gongshu's feelings towards Chen Yuan, and he didn't give Chen Yuan any more eyes.

"Chen Yuzuo, if you want to take a rest, please feel free to go shopping. If you have any requirements, you can find Yuan Jie. I'm here to discuss business with Boss Ma." Cai Gongshu raised his teacup, as if rushing away.

"Farewell!"

Chen Yuan bit her lip, endured the humiliation, and said angrily, "That humble job won't bother Mr. Gongshu."

Before Shui Sheng realized why her junior sister was angry, Chen Yuan pinched her arm.

He had no choice but to support Chen Yuan and find Xiaoer to lead the way to the guest room.

"Junior Sister, why are you angry?"

After closing the door, Shui Sheng quickly poured herbal tea for Chen Yuan, for fear that she would get angry.

However, there was no trace of anger on Chen Yuan's face.

She accepted the kindness from her senior brother with a smile, patted the stool, took out a paper bag of fried melon seeds and spread it out, "Brother, sit down and talk."

"Oh." Shui Sheng squeezed the melon seed shell with a snap, "Junior Sister, why aren't you angry anymore?"

"I pretended."

"Ah? Junior sister, why are you pretending to be angry?"

"Didn't Cai Gongshu tell you not to talk about our mission here?"

"En." Speaking of this, Shui Sheng was still a little guilty.

"Brother, you don't have to feel ashamed to hide it from me. We have to keep the mission a secret when we take over the government errand, and Cai Gongshu doesn't want Boss Ma to know our mission, so when he mentioned me just now, he deliberately put on a bad face and pretended to lead me along. I'm familiar with the territory, and I can't wait to get rid of my appearance. If I'm not angry, Boss Ma will doubt it."

"So that's it. It's good that you're not really angry. I thought Cai Gongshu was a bad person. Fortunately, he didn't dislike Junior Sister. Otherwise, I wouldn't help him run errands in the future."

Shui Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, said the childish words, and pushed the peeled melon seeds to Chen Yuan, "Junior Sister, eat."

This was the first time someone peeled melon seeds for her. Chen Yuan was moved, but also a little embarrassed, after all, she was no longer a child.

"Eat it yourself, I will peel it myself."

Shui Sheng grabbed her fingers sadly, "I used to help my grandfather peel it, and my grandfather asked me to take good care of my younger sister, but it was my younger sister who took care of me along the way, and even found errands for me. I am so useless."

He stretched out his hand again and pushed the melon seeds towards Chen Yuan, "Junior sister eat."

"Okay, I'll eat it, and you can eat it yourself."

Unable to rebuff his kindness, Chen Yuan endured the sadness in her heart, and picked up the melon seeds he had peeled.

After applying medicine to the worn skin, Chen Yuan ate some pancakes and fell asleep.

Until Yuan Jie knocked on the door to wake her up.

He also brought news of Cai Gongshu.

"The bosses of all the kilns in Baima Mountain jointly approached Cai Gongshu to discuss the matter. It coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival today. I am afraid that we will not be able to escape the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner for porcelain merchants tonight. I will definitely not be able to go up the mountain or enter the kiln today. Master Gongshu sent me to come here to discuss with Chen Yu. Sue me."

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and the ore hasn't all been shipped yet, so Chen Yuan is not in such a hurry to see the kiln.

She naturally walked down the slope, "Cai Gongshu has a heart, and he will be busy in the future. It happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival today, and I can have a good day. I don't know what activities will be held during the Mid-Autumn Festival in Baima Mountain."

Although he had heard about Chen Yuan's deeds, Yuan Jie had never seen it with his own eyes after all, so he just thought the rumors were not true, and how could a tender-faced little girl be as scary as the rumors.

It was said that she was even more similar to girls of the same age, she was a playful and playful character.

Knowing that she was from Shangjing who was exiled to Lingnan, she picked some local Mid-Autumn Festival folk customs and said, "Our Lingnan customs are very different from those of Shangjing. Tong, please Lan Gu, You Yue Niang, Luo A Gu, English singing and dancing, lion dance, monkey show... Let me tell you in detail."

Yuan Jie was very eloquent, Chen Yuan was just trying to deal with it, but he aroused interest by what he said.

Even Shui Sheng was looking forward to it, "Junior Sister, let's go and have a look tonight."

"it is good."

Yuan Jie came to work on business, so he couldn't go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The three young men didn't have any sense of ceremony. Listening to the movement outside, they couldn't be in the mood to eat mooncakes at the inn.

After hastily eating dinner, he went to the street.

At night, the atmosphere of Mid-Autumn Festival is getting stronger and stronger.

Although Baimashan was established as a town not long ago due to porcelain, there are many craftsmen and family members who make porcelain.

Porcelain merchants are also willing to let craftsmen go home for the festival during the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are several times more pedestrians on the street than in the daytime, and villagers from nearby villages are also willing to come to the town to enjoy the lanterns.

There are crowds of people, and most of them are a few families. The children are carrying melon seed lanterns and rabbit lanterns, and they are either held by their mothers or riding on their father's shoulders to watch the farther lanterns.

There are countless colorful lights in different shapes.

What surprised Chen Yuan was that every household used bamboo poles or ropes to hang burning lamps on the terrace or tile eaves.

Some people's bamboo poles are even as high as several feet, soaring into the sky.

Yuan Jie explained conscientiously at the side, "This is called the Mid-Autumn Festival. Ordinary people hang a flag on a bamboo pole and hang two lanterns. The rich and noble people compare whose lanterns are the highest."

Although it was a comparison, it didn't cost much money.

Chen Yuan was amazed to see it, and didn't know how they could lengthen and strengthen the bamboo pole so that it could go straight into the sky.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and there were roars.

If it weren't for Shui Sheng and Yuan Jie's protection, Chen Yuan would have been unable to stand still.

She was pulled to the side of the road by two people.

Amid the din of gongs and drums, a vigorous and nimble man dressed in black played with a thick-armed snake with snake letters, stepping on the drums, sometimes jumping, sometimes turning somersaults.

A group of black and white people played with short sticks with their hands wide open and closed, stepped on the seven star step, turned around aggressively, and jumped over with neat chant in their mouths.

"The 108 generals in our Baima Mountain's English dances and dances are all dressed up by the most powerful men in each kiln. To put it bluntly, this momentum is no worse than the ones in the state capital. It's not like the heroes of English dances and dances in several counties. You can go." Yuan Jie looked disgusted, but he refused to say more about which counties were so dirty.

Chen Yuan also doesn't like to ask about these things. In her opinion, the festivals in ancient times are much more interesting than later generations. The folk customs of Chaoshan and Fujian are the best preserved in China. It's just that she is busy with study and work, so she has no chance to open her eyes.

　If there is no accident, the next chapter will have an accident.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)