Brocade legend

Chapter 176 The Conspiracy of the Horse Supervisor
"Cough, cough, cough, cough." Sun Hong coughed and blushed. He shook his head vigorously, waved his hands, and signaled him not to eat, and let Bi Yun eat.

Bi Yun knew that Sun Hong was a person who cherished food very much, so he stuffed half of the glutinous rice balls into his mouth and swallowed them naturally, then finished the rest with a snort before putting the bowl on the table.

Sun Hong stopped coughing and lay on his back on the bed, his expression shrouded in the shadow of the candlelight.

"Godfather, do you really want to do this?" Bi Yun hesitated for a while, but still asked.

"There has been no movement in the north for a long time. Zhu Liu and Yang Lin are heavily guarded, and they haven't even come back for the Chinese New Year. Wei Zhentian has no chance to strike. It is not an option to keep procrastinating like this." Sun Hong's voice came, and said: "Wait a little longer." Go on, maybe Zhu Liu didn't die, but our family died first."

"But...would this be good..." Bi Yun still hesitated: "Lu Bing is very smart, and he is also in charge of Jinyiwei Beizhen Fusi. If we let him know that we did it, we may not be able to deal with it." what!"

"He won't know..." Sun Hong chuckled and said, "Because, we really didn't do it."

Bi Yun was puzzled, knowing that Sun Hong must have something to hide from himself, but it was hard to ask, so he kept silent.

"It's a rare opportunity...you must do it!" Seeing that Bi Yun still couldn't make up his mind, Sun Hong scolded: "If you do great things, you have to be ruthless, otherwise you will be the one who dies! Do you understand?"

"Yes, godfather." Bi Yun lowered his head and replied.

On the streets of the capital, there were more and more people at this time, Lu Bing supported Lianqiu while chatting and watching various lanterns.

And there is another indispensable activity on the Lantern Festival-guessing lantern riddles.

Thousands of colorful lantern riddles are hung in the brightly lit square or corridor. All players can participate, and those who guess correctly will get a small gift.

Xiuying and Yang Sen stopped at a lantern riddle booth, the two of them, one big and one small, murmured and didn't know what to say.

Lu Bing and Lian Qiu slowly came over with Shi Shi, Li Shizhen and Xue Yan.

"Xiuying, what's the matter?" Lu Bing patted Xiuying's head and asked.

"That hairpin is so beautiful, I want to give it to my mother." Lianqiu looked up at Lu Bing, said with a pout, and then pointed to the old man who hung a lantern and asked riddles: "But he just won't sell it, insisting on us You can only give it if you guess it."

"Old man, I don't need this money. I made lantern riddles just for fun. This hairpin is a relic passed down from my wife's family. I didn't want to bring it into the coffin, so I took it out as a lottery head. If you guess it, I will give it to you for free." Complaint, if you want to buy it, I'm sorry, I won't sell it!" Seeing Xiuying pointing at him, the old man raised his beard and said.

"But you have too many riddles! You have to guess all of them before you give them to the hairpin. These are eight riddles. It's so unfair!" Yang Sen scratched his head, dissatisfied.

"How unfair, if you guess one right, I'll give you a lantern. If you guess all of them, I'll give you both the lantern and the hairpin!" the old man yelled.

Lu Bing got the general idea, and asked Yang Sen with a smile, "Then how many guesses have you made?"

Yang Sen lit up the three lanterns in his hands, and said embarrassedly, "We guessed three."

"I guessed two! My little uncle only guessed one!" Xiuying said loudly, and Yang Sen laughed awkwardly.

"What hairpin?" Seeing that Xiuying wanted so much, Lianqiu also became curious.

"Quick, show my mother!" Xiuying urged the old man.

The old man saw that Lu Bing and the others were extraordinary, knew they were nobles, and didn't want to be too rude. He spread his palms and opened a small wooden box, with a silver hairpin shining inside.

"It's so beautiful." Lian Qiu couldn't help saying.

Lu Bing looked carefully, and found that the hairpin was really beautiful. Although the shape of the hairpin was simple, on the head of the hairpin was a piece of very transparent emerald green. Under the light, it looked like the surface of a lake in the setting sun, sparkling.

"It really is a good thing!" Lu Bing also nodded.

"Father! You can guess all these riddles, and bring back the hairpin and give it to mother, okay!" Xiuying jumped.

"Gentleman, as long as you can guess the riddle, the hairpin will be given to you." The old man saw that Lianqiu had a big belly, and that Lu Bing was always careful to protect the hairpin. Even when he was looking at the hairpin, he carefully blocked it for his wife. The crowd couldn't help but secretly nodded and said with a smile.

Seeing that Lian Qiu was also attracted by the hairpin, Lu Bing nodded with a smile and said, "Then I'll give it a try."

"Father, you can do it!" Xiuying encouraged Lu Bing.

Lu Bing first took the three lanterns in Yang Sen's hands, looked at the three questions that Xiuying and Yang Sen had guessed, and wanted to understand the old man's routines.

The first lantern is a simple character lantern with a picture of a scholar on it.The riddle is "Fire trees and silver flowers gather, star bridge iron locks open. The dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon follows people." Judging from the pattern of the scholar, it should be the right line.

Seeing that Lu Bing was watching carefully, Yang Sen gave credit first and said, "I guessed this!"

Lu Bing nodded, thinking about it too. This poem is a poem by Su Weiwei, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.But Yang Sen is such an old man, even if he doesn't like reading any more, he should know after passing so many times on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The whole poem is: "Fire trees and silver flowers unite, Star Bridge iron locks open. The dark dust follows the horses, and the bright moon follows people. The playwrights are full of plums, and the singing is full of plum blossoms. Jinwu can't help the night, and the jade leaks don't remind each other."

According to "Da Tang Xin Yu" and "Tang Two Beijings New Records": Every year on this night, lanterns are displayed in the city of Chang'an; three days before and after, martial law is not enforced at night as usual, and there are really huge crowds of people watching the lights.The noisy carriages and horses of the rich and nobles, and the singing and laughter of the citizens merged into one, and the whole night was spent in a lively atmosphere.

This poem describes the scenery of the Lantern Festival in Chang'an City, and it is also a topic that is often asked for poems in mid-autumn festival lantern riddles.

Seeing that Lu Bing was paying attention to the first question, the old man smiled and said, "This question is a poem from the lantern riddles that I guessed on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month after my wife and I met. I have always remembered it." It’s still new. I made it the first question today, and it’s also a memory of my deceased wife.”

Lu Bing nodded, seeing that the old man was very calm, he didn't say much, and continued to look at the second and third lanterns.

The second and third lanterns are made of white paper, with some small animals painted on them. The first title is: "A knife, floating in the water, with eyes, but no eyebrows."

Lu Bing nodded, already had the answer in his heart.

(End of this chapter)