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Chapter 18 Fireworks
It was only a few days before New Year's Eve, and the He Mansion began to get busy, cleaning the house and courtyard, cleaning the shrine kitchen, and replacing the new peach amulet.

He Xiancheng, who served as the county governor in Linru County, has also rested and rushed home.

On New Year's Eve, the people in the four rooms of the He Mansion had dinner, and after handing out the lucky money, they sat around in the flower hall to keep the New Year's Eve.

He Xiangshan's body-pulling spell has been completely removed, and his body's vitality is recovering day by day. Apart from being a little weak, he can walk, sit and lie down like ordinary people. Divided rosy color.

He Xiancheng took a sip of wine and said with a smile, "The eldest brother seems to be in good shape."

He Xiangshan nodded: "Yes. I didn't expect to be able to celebrate the New Year with everyone this year."

"This is a good thing. I think the eldest brother will soon recover as before."

He Xiancheng couldn't help but wonder: "But which famous doctor did the mansion hire?"

"It's not, but I still use the same medicine as before. Perhaps this body knows that he has been sick for too long, and everyone in the house is staring at him.

He Xiancheng couldn't help laughing: "eldest brother is more and more funny."

He Xiangshan pointed to He Lingjiang next to him, and said with a smile: "Lingjiang said this, the second brother should tell her what he said."

"I heard that these days, Ling Jiang didn't run out anymore, and often went to accompany his eldest brother?"

"Yes, this child is getting more and more sensible."

With a smile on Song's face, "Xu is happy to have the children to accompany you and make fun, and the illness will be cured soon."

"That's the truth." He Qianli also replied, "Everyone says that the mind is relaxed and all illnesses are eliminated. Now, doesn't that seem to be the case?"

"Come on, let's toast the elder brother."

He Xiangshan raised his glass and said, "You guys have worked hard all these years." After speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Song Shi just wanted to stop her, but then she thought about it, the Lord Lang is in good shape now, and it's okay to drink less.

The brothers talked and laughed, but they quickly finished drinking a pot of Tusu wine.

The younger ladies and gentlemen could not sit still, clamoring to set off firecrackers in the yard.

"Go, go, go."

Rarely, the adults didn't stop him, just let the servants and maids watch carefully and let them go.

The little ladies were timid and sat around the porch to watch the servants set off firecrackers and firecrackers.

"Be careful, don't get too close."

"Come here, shelter from the wind, it's just right to stand here."

A servant took a bamboo knot, put it in the brazier and ignited it with fire, and the bamboo knot burst into a crackling sound.

Every New Year, people often burn bamboo joints with fire to make them burst and make noises to expel the god of plague. Because the bamboos make a "crackling, crackling, crackling" sound, they are also called firecrackers.

The naughty little man was unwilling to stay in the corridor honestly. After seeing the servants burn the firecrackers, he clamored to set off fireworks by himself.

They put the cannonball on the ground, twirled the cannon with lit incense sticks, and then ran away with their ears covered.

Hearing a "pop" sound, the cannonball exploded.

"it is good!"

"This voice sounds."

"One more, one more!"

For a time, the yard was filled with the sound of thunderbolts and firecrackers, accompanied by the laughter of the little lady and the gentlemen, making this New Year's Eve even more lively.

Shilang's main congratulations to the poet is also a playful person. He instructed his servants to carry an object and put it in the courtyard, saying, "What's so funny about these little gun battles, it's just a sound."

"Look at it, Fourth Uncle, make sure it looks good."

The little lady and the little man in the mansion all widened their eyes curiously: "Fourth uncle, what is this?"

Poet He pretended to be mysterious and said, "You haven't seen this thing before."

Several Xiao Langjun had already surrounded the thing, only to see it standing squarely on the ground, tightly wrapped in a layer of colored paper, making it difficult for people to understand.

They poked with their hands curiously, but Poet He hurriedly stopped them: "Don't touch it, this thing is dangerous."

"What the hell is this?"

Poet He said: "The name of this thing is called fireworks, because when it explodes, it looks like a prosperous bloom in the air. After dispersing, there is only smoke in the air. We don't have this thing here yet. It was an accident when I traveled around Nanzhao. What you see, and what you get after improving on the original basis.”

"Huh, is this thing actually made by the fourth uncle himself?" He Yunjia was surprised.

He Lingjiang heard the words and saw that it was actually fireworks.

In the tenth year of Zhenyuan, Nanzhao and Dazhou envoys made a covenant to surrender, and the court set up the Yunnan Appeasement Division in Nanzhao to govern Nanzhao.

In the [-]th year of Chengyou, the Yinsheng area was plagued with disasters year after year, and the plague was prevalent. Master took her to travel here. He used small bamboo tubes to pack saltpeter and sulfur, guide them to light them, and use gunpowder and fireworks to disperse the miasma in the mountains and reduce the prevalence of the plague.

When the fireworks are scattered in the air, they look like flowers, so the master named them "fireworks".

Nanzhao Mountain is densely forested, with heavy humidity and miasma, and it is easy for plagues to break out.Local people often use it to drive away the miasma and prevent plagues.

It was Chengyou's eighth year now, she was in Linchuan, and she had already changed her body.

Unexpectedly, Poet He brought the fireworks in front of her again.

Poet He nodded proudly: "Exactly. Let's watch."

He instructed everyone to step back, leaving a circle of open space in the courtyard, and then he took the incense sticks to light the wand.

After the slender mandrel was ignited, it suddenly lit up, and it quickly shortened like a tongue of flame in the night.

Poet He quickly jumped aside and shouted, "Cover your ears!"

When the little ladies and gentlemen heard the words, they immediately covered their ears, holding their breath and staring nervously at the object in the courtyard.

Just listening to the sound of "bang", a fire burst out of the sky, and a small red fireball rose in the gray sky, and everyone's heart jumped.

He Lingjiang felt her right hand warm. She looked down and saw that it was He Ziyu, the only gentleman in the He family's big room.

He was probably frightened, he held her down hand tightly, but his little head was still slightly raised, his eyes staring nervously in the air.

Then, with a "bang", the fireball exploded in the air, and a golden chrysanthemum bloomed. The petals of the chrysanthemum were like threads, shining in the dark night. The meteor fell from the sky and slowly disappeared.

It's really beautiful, He Lingjiang sighed in his heart. He never thought that the fireworks that were only used to expel the miasma had become so dazzling.

When the adults sitting and chatting in the room heard the movement, they also quickly came out to check. As soon as they looked up, they saw the sky full of flowers, and the whole sky above He Mansion was illuminated like daytime.

When the golden chrysanthemum fades, it is the peony in full bloom. The purple and bright red and radiance are dazzling to the eyes. The petals are like rain and silk. After they are in full bloom, they fall one after another. middle.

People are holding their breath.

But after a while, the flowers fell, just like a flash in the pan, and the sky returned to silence again.

I don't know when the people surrounding the He Mansion looked at the sky, but couldn't come back to their senses for a while.

(End of this chapter)