Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 52: Shangyuan Lantern Festival
Fan Tongzhong knelt on the ground, filled with regret in his heart, why should he say it so cheaply!
At the same time, he cursed Fan Ning in his heart, this little bastard, he made me miserable.

Liu Ximei threw herself on the bed and cried loudly, she felt wronged!

Daddy coaxed her, saying that she was marrying a Pianpian scholar, who was a good scholar, but after getting married, he found out that he was a philanderer who did not seek to make progress.

A scholar who can't get a good name in the examination is not as good as a farmer.

I have been married to him for more than a year, and he stays in the county all day long, fooling around with a bunch of cronies, but leaves his own in the countryside. What is the difference between this and a living widow?
Thinking of the widow, Liu Ximei's heart ached, and she actually hooked up with Widow Yang, that shameless vixen.

Liu Ximei thought again that her dowry pearl and silver hairpin had disappeared, and she blamed her mother-in-law for cleaning her room, but now she realized that her husband must have given that vixen a gift.

no!I want a divorce, divorce!

The more Liu Ximei thought about it, the more she hated her. She sat up and shouted, "I can't live this life! I want to go home and get a divorce!"

Fan Tongzhong wept bitterly and bowed again and again, "Lady, I know I was wrong, let me forgive you this time!"

Fan Ning shook his head secretly when he heard this, the fourth uncle admits to being cowardly at this time, and he will never think about hardening his back in the future.

Seeing that the situation had become clear, Fan Ning stopped listening, put oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and fled.

Not long after, Liu Ximei left crying with her parcel, while Fan Tongzhong knelt at the door, like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, watching the lady go away.

Behind him, Fan Dachuan looked at his son angrily, with a livid face and a stick in his hand.

If you don't learn something well, you must beat him to death today.

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The deep and deep bells of Lingyan Temple rang, and the eighth year of Qingli had arrived.

The time in January flies by the fastest, amid all kinds of entertainment and laziness, it is the middle of January in the blink of an eye.

The people finally waited for the long-awaited Shangyuan Festival.

The Shangyuan Festival is a grand day for watching lanterns. Although there are a few lanterns in the town, they are far less lively than the county.

Every family took their wives and belts, closed the door and went to the county to watch the lights.

At noon, Zhang Sanniang put on a new gown made of multicolored silk, smeared sweet-scented osmanthus oil on her head, and inserted a phoenix silver hairpin into her shiny black bun.

She happily took out the rouge and powder cake her son bought for her in the capital, sat in front of the bronze mirror, painted her eyebrows and put on powder, and applied a thin layer of rouge. Fat powder and reapply makeup.

In the yard, the father and son were already waiting a little impatiently. It took half an hour to put on makeup, and when will we have to wait.

Fan Tiezhou winked at his son, "Ning'er, go tell your mother to stop wearing makeup."

Fanning rolled his eyes, "Why should I say it?"

"Say something sweet and coax your mother."

Fan Ning walked to the door and smiled to his mother who was touching up her makeup: "My mother is naturally beautiful, so she doesn't need makeup at all."

Zhang Sanniang was busy applying powder on her face, she responded casually: "Since your mother is naturally beautiful, why do you still buy rouge powder for her?"

Fanning looked back at his father and shook his head helplessly.

Fan Tiezhou pointed his finger, asking him to use his brain before speaking.

Fan Ning said to his mother again: "Actually, Daddy doesn't like the way you put on makeup. He dare not say so, so let me dissuade you."

"Bang!" Zhang Sanniang was so angry that she threw the powder cake on the small table, "I won't melt anymore, let's go!"

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Liu Kang's family was also there to watch the lantern. Liu Kang's mother's face was also painted white, and she was holding a two-year-old daughter in her arms. When the two women met, they had endless conversations.

The two families boarded Fan Tiezhou's passenger boat, which wobbled towards Xujiang.

Xujiang was crowded with boats, all of them were villagers from ten miles and eight villages who went to the county to watch the lights.

Every woman was dressed up, and the children were wearing new clothes and holding last year's small lanterns. Everyone was full of anticipation for visiting the lanterns, their faces were full of excitement, and there were laughter and laughter all the way in the river.

This year, Fan Ning was wearing a blue satin scholar's gown, a scholar's scarf on his head, and a folding fan in his hand. This was a gift from Professor Yan to congratulate him on his first exam, making him look quite gentle.

Liu Kang was also dressed similarly and held a folding fan in his hand, but his skin was dark and his bones were thick, so he didn't have Fanning's elegant temperament.

"I haven't been to the county seat yet?" Fan Ning looked longingly at the county seat in the distance.

"No way! We went there together the year before last."

It was Fan Daidai who went together the year before last, not him, Fan Ning shook his head, "I can't remember, what fun things are there in the county?"

As expected of a good friend, Liu Kang knew Fan Ning's thoughts very well. He said with a smile, "It might disappoint you. There is no Kistler Lane in Wu County. The only stone market in Pingjiang Mansion is in our town."

"I originally wanted to go shopping in these two days."

Liu Kang looked at Fan Ning suspiciously, "Do you want to change your career to become a stone dealer?"

Fan Ning put away the folding fan, smiled and said, "Of course not, I just want to collect famous stones."

"Fart's collection, you kid just want to make money, I said you have saved a lot of money in the past few months, right?"

Liu Kang was very envious of Fan Ning's business acumen. He bought the stone for ten dollars and sold it for ten dollars, and his vision was so accurate. He couldn't do it.

Fan Ning patted the cloth bag on his shoulder, and the copper coins in it rattled, "Believe it or not, all my belongings are only two hundred coins left."

Speaking of which, Fan Ning was really in short supply. He didn't meet Zhou Lin when he went back to Jiangwan Village last time. Two pieces of Taihu Lake stones were still piled up under his bed. In addition, he gave grandma [-] Wen during the Chinese New Year, and now he only has [-] Wen left. money.

The one tael of silver that his father gave him could not escape his mother's keen eyes, and she dug it out from the bed and confiscated it.

Ever since her mother Zhang Sanniang dug Fanning's treasure box from the corner of the old house, searching her son's room has become one of her pleasures.

As for the [-] cash reward promised by the first exam last year, Fan Ning never expected his mother to honor it.

"Then you are not as good as me!"

Liu Kang patted his waist proudly, "I have eight pieces of silver, and I will invite you today."

At this time, Fan Ning remembered something again, and asked with a smile: "Is there a colorful booth at the Lantern Festival in the county seat, the kind that can be redeemed for prizes for lantern riddles and couplets?"

"Yes! On Confucian Temple Square, the Lantern Festival is the most lively every year."

Fan Ning immediately looked forward to it, that was where he wanted to go tonight.

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The boats finally arrived in Wuxian County. At this time, the moat of Wuxian County was filled with densely packed boats. The rich and noble families used big boats, while the poor people had light board boats. If the conditions were a little better, they would put a black awning on the boat and tie it with colorful cloth.

It took Fan Tiezhou a lot of effort to find a place to stop the boat.

The two families went ashore and walked towards the county town.

"Daddy, let's find a place to eat first!" Liu Kang suggested.

Liu Kang's father looked back at his wife. Like Fan Ning's family, the Liu family was also decided by his wife.

"Mother Ning'er, what do you think?" Liu Kang's mother asked with a smile back.

Zhang Sanniang thought for a while and said, "You have to eat dinner early. Last year we waited until it was dark to eat, but all the restaurants and shops were closed, so we had to go home hungry."

"Then let's go! Let's find a snack shop."

It was at least half an hour before it got dark, but the county town was already full of people. There were a lot of tourists having dinner, and every snack shop was full.

They were lucky, and soon found a vacant seat in a snack shop. They sat down, ordered seven or eight dishes, and asked for a few plates of steamed buns. Fan Tiezhou ordered a jug of wine, and drank with Liu Kang's father.

The snack shop is just a shed, which is operated by occupying the road. The roads on both sides are narrow, and at most one ox cart can only walk there. The streets are extremely crowded with people coming and going.

At this time, a sedan chair came from a distance, and someone in front of them blew a gong to clear the way. More than a dozen yamen servants held various signs, and the people on the street gave way to both sides.

"Is that an official patrol?" Fanning asked, pointing to the distant procession.

"It should be... right!" Liu Kang couldn't be sure.

Liu Kang's father said with a smile: "It must be. He is still wearing official clothes. Looking at the scene, he is either the county magistrate or the county magistrate."

"I gonna go see!"

It was the first time that Fan Ning saw the county magistrate on tour in Song Dynasty. He was very interested, put down his chopsticks and ran away.

Zhang Sanniang missed him, and shouted angrily from behind: "What's there to see, hurry up and eat!"

Fanning squeezed into the crowd on the left, craned his neck, and looked toward the line.

I saw sixteen yamen servants wearing soap clothes, octagonal hats on their heads, and a simple knife hanging from their waists. They were all strong in physique, neatly lined up, and walked forward holding signs without looking sideways.

In the middle is a big blue sedan chair for four people, which is lifted by four legs, the curtain of the sedan chair is drawn down, and the situation inside cannot be seen.

Next to the sedan chair was a middle-aged man who looked like a staff member, riding on a donkey. He was thin and looked very smart and capable. He kept looking forward.

"Hold the sign higher!"

Yamen servants raised the sign even higher.

Only then did Fan Ning pay attention to the words on the sign. He thought it meant quietness and avoidance, but upon closer inspection it was the background of an official.

What kind of official, what rank, whether you have a professional background, what year you were a Jinshi, and even how many people were admitted for a Jinshi, etc.

The enumeration is very detailed, making people feel that this official has an extraordinary background at a glance.

It turned out that the official in the sedan chair was the county magistrate of Wujiang.

At this moment, a gong sounded from the opposite side, 'Boom! ’ I saw a dozen government servants walking towards an official on horseback.

The road is narrow and the officials are grand, so it's a little troublesome.

(End of this chapter)