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Chapter 13 The Fish That Caused Trouble
The moonlight on the Hungry Ghost Festival was exceptionally bright, and under the cool moonlight, one could see that this was a handsome young man, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a tall and thin body, and a beautiful face that was a little sickly pale, but a pair of Eyes are brighter than the stars in the sky.

He stood by the river for a long time, and when he turned his eyes by chance, he saw three sparks appearing on the opposite river. The yellowish hazy light was obviously not the way the river reflected the moonlight.

He wondered: "What is that? Why is there light flowing along the river?"

Afterwards, the waiter became stiff when he finally heard what his master said, and quickly looked towards the river, and he saw three strange lights rising and falling in the river, but two of them sank after a while. The rest continue to drift into the distance.

A well-built attendant responded: "It looks like a light, but why can it float on the water?"

The boy said, "Go and have a look."

The voice is neither high nor heavy, but it has an unquestionable determination.

The sturdy attendant stopped talking, such things were not within his duties.

Another hunched and elderly attendant said: "But my lord, the lamp has drifted far away, and we may not be able to catch up with it by rowing!"

This young man is the eldest son of the King of Northern Liao Dynasty—Luo Xuanluo Jinxing, the eldest son of the Northern Liao Dynasty.

Hearing the attendant's embarrassment, his face showed some displeasure, and said: "If you can't keep up with the rowing boat, you can find another way. A group of living people can't catch up with a single lamp!"

The old attendant's name was An Guang, and when he heard that the young master was upset again, he hurriedly greeted the people behind him and said, "Hurry up, go downstream on horseback, and use a fisherman's boat to reach the middle of the river!"

These people quickly trotted towards the camp behind them, and after finding the horses, they galloped all the way to the village far below.

After these people left, only Luo Jinxing, An Guang and the sturdy bodyguard remained by the river.

The guard's name is Xu Lin, and his duty is to protect Luo Jinxing from any harm. He must pay attention to everything that Luo Jinxing is interested in, in case of any accidents.

Today was no exception. Seeing the Mo Ming lights appearing on the other side of the river attracted Shi Zi's attention, he looked there.

The surface of the river was almost two miles wide, and it was at night, no matter how bright the moonlight was, it was not as bright as the sun, so I could only vaguely see the outline of the scenery on the opposite side, but could not see the details clearly.

He looked at it for a while and suddenly raised his finger and said, "My lord, there are people there!"

Luo Jinxing looked closely in the direction he pointed, and it seemed that there were indeed two figures, one large and one small, but it was dark in the night, so it was impossible to tell whether the two figures were male or female.

He shook his head regretfully, and said: "Anyone who has such a wonderful idea of ​​putting lights in the river must be an interesting person. It's a pity, but they don't know each other."

An Guang was worried about being tormented by him again, and quickly said: "Wouldn't it be better if you can't see it, otherwise, it would be fine if the opposite is a young woman.

Luo Jinxing heard that what he said made sense, so he stopped talking, and still stared at the river silently.

Chen Xianglai took Tianlai and stood by the river for a while after setting off the river lantern.

Although they didn't see Luo Jinxing and the others on the other side, they saw lights in the distance.

Chen Xianglai heard people say that the north bank of the river is only a dozen miles away for people to live in, and further north is the royal tomb of the Beiliao royal family.

Although she could see that the light over there was much closer than before, she didn't think much about it, and took Tianlai home after a while.

There are very few villages near the royal tomb, and Luo Jinxing's attendants rode for more than ten miles before finding a small fishing village near the river.

The attendants didn't know how to drive a boat, so they tossed the villagers up overnight, helped them rock the boat to the center of the river, and waited for Feng's river lantern to float down from a distance.

It was nearly midnight when they cut off the river lantern and fished it out of the river, and Luo Jinxing had already returned to the camp.

When his mother passed away, it was on the day of Zhongyuan Festival, and he would come to the royal tomb every summer to pay homage.

Tonight, I missed my mother so much that I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Seeing that the river lantern had been found, An Guang brought it over to him. Luo Jinxing took a look at the soaked river lantern and said lightly: "It's a bit rough. , but the idea is very interesting, you can ask the craftsmen in the palace to make it tomorrow."

After speaking, he handed the lamp back to An Guang, waved his hand and said, "Throw it away!"

An Guang took the light and blinked, thinking: "This young master, with a word of fluttering, so many people made so much effort to get it, and now with a word of fluttering, he throws it away again... But That's right, how could such a crude thing have caught the eyes of the Prince of Beiliao, and you can expect him to be a treasure?"

Thinking about it, he took it out again, threw it to a servant, and repeated Luo Jinxing's words: "Throw it away."

This young man is one of the attendants who just rode a horse to chase the lamp. He saw with his own eyes how hard the fishermen went to pick up the lamp. Now that he heard that he had thrown it away, he was surprised and said, "Don't you want this thing very much?" , why did you just throw it away?"

An Guang stared at him and said, "I really wanted it just now, but I don't want it now, why, do you still want to take care of it? Hmph, I don't even look at how much meat you have grown on your body, be careful to be picked by the prince and fed to the dog! "

The boy grinned in fright, and quickly went out with the river lantern in his hand and threw it away.

Chen Xianglai was completely unaware that he had unintentionally intersected with the prince of the Northern Liao Dynasty, and he still lived quietly according to the track he set, sweating, sweating, As usual, I lived in the same yard every day amid the sarcastic remarks of Zhang and Wu Zhaodi.After Luo Jinxing paid homage to his mother, he also crossed the river upstream and returned to Zhaoyang City, the capital of the Northern Liao Dynasty.

In the blink of an eye, autumn came, and it was time to harvest the five mu of land of the uncle's family. Xianglai's family had no harvest this year, so Xianglai and the second aunt persuaded Xianglai to help the uncle's harvest.

The five-acre field of the uncle’s family is all sorghum and bracts. Everyone harvests the sorghum ears and bract ears, and then transports them back home in a small ox cart, and then peels and threshes... Busy work for most of the autumn , As a result, not a single grain of rice was caught.

The threshed corn and sorghum were all under the supervision of Mrs. Zhang and Wu Zhaodi, and the uncle and Dachang were moved into the newly built granary in the east courtyard.

At any rate, Mrs. Zhang and Wu Zhaodi didn't share the remaining Chen Liang in the west courtyard warehouse under the agreement of the uncle.

Xianglai looked at the few bags of old grain in her warehouse, and thought to herself: It seems that the family will depend on it for survival before the autumn harvest next year.

After harvesting the land, when it was still cold, Dachang went fishing in the river with other people in the village who had boats, and prepared to dry some fish as a side dish for the winter.

There are many kinds of fish in the Songhua River. Dachang and others have harvested a lot every day, not only drying a lot of dried fish, but also fresh fish to stew every day.

(End of this chapter)