The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

As soon as Yun Yan sat back, he heard Zheng Ling say: "It's a pity, there are food but no wine, otherwise the moon will be brighter."

Yun Yan replied, "You are not from Kaifeng Mansion and you are not subject to a ban. I will ask someone to give you an altar."

Zheng Ling's eyes lit up, and then he regretfully said: "It's just that what's the point of having a drink alone? Speaking of which, I rarely see Yan Ge'er eating wine. It would be a bit interesting if I can fill you up."

Yun Yan returned with a weird smile, "It's okay, you can drink with Xiaochu. If you win, I will drink with you. I don't have to take turns tonight, just the party."

Zheng Ling: "Oh? Really?"

"..." Zhao Yunchu covered his face, a little desperate.

Zheng Ling, Zheng Ling, why don't you think about it. It doesn't mean that you can drink if you don't have to take turns in the evening. Is it possible to manage the party to be able to drink? Brother Yan said this, obviously because he couldn't fight with you and get drunk!

Finally, when the wine came, Zhao Yunchu refused to drink with him, knowing that Zheng Ling's drink volume was still better than him.

Yun Yan returned to drink with Zheng Ling by herself. Before drinking, he whispered to Zhao Yunchu: "I will give you a trick of not being drunk."

Zhao Yunchu: "..."

Zheng Ling was so drunk, Zhao Yunchu said bitterly: "You won't ask me to carry him later."

"Isn't you who are you?" Yun Yan said with a smile, Zheng Ling's drinker was stronger than Zhao Yunchu's, but he was also very strong. He just blushed a little now.

After the party was over, Yun Yan returned to support Zheng Ling, told Zhao Yunchu to carry him on his back, and then walked out, preparing to send Zheng Ling back first.

At this time, it was already in the middle of the moon, and the hour was late, Yun Yan returned to open the back door, but was stunned.

Because the streets outside are still full of onlookers. There are still many people who set up stalls to sell snacks and so on. This scene, if you don't say it, really thinks it is a night market!

Yun Yan couldn't laugh or cry back, because there were real people buying and selling.

Kaifeng Mansion was supposed to evacuate the onlookers after the party, who knew that everyone was unwilling to leave. No, just work overtime to take the light off. However, the crowd regretted that Mingyue had disappeared, but they refused to leave.

——Originally, I watched the lights on the Mid-Autumn Festival night and went to the night market. Now that the lights are finished, the night market has formed around me. Why do you want to leave?

The officials of the Kaifeng Mansion were also speechless, so they had to send additional staff to maintain order at the temporary night market at the door.

It was just a few hours. Who would have thought that there would be a night market in front of the front and back gates of Kaifeng Mansion, which was no less than Jingzhong Wazi, and it was extremely lively.

Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu took Zheng Ling through the crowded night market to Zheng's house.

As he left the vicinity of the Feng Mansion, the surrounding area also became quiet, and it smelled like a bit of silence at night. The cold moon hung coldly in the night sky, and the cool breeze in the night after the white dew blew the chrysanthemums planted by the roadside and carried a faint fragrance of flowers.

Zhao Yunchu carried Zheng Ling on his back and was unwilling. He should have been very relaxed with his strength, but now his steps are heavy. Unexpectedly, there was a gust of wind, and Zhao Yunchu heard Yun Yan replied "Yeah" next to him, and hurriedly asked what was wrong.

Yun Yan stopped walking back, rubbing his fingers on his eyes, "It seems like sand has entered..."

"Don't rub, I'll help you blow!" Zhao Yunchu anxiously went to hold Yunyan's face back.

Yun Yan replied: "Ah, thank you..." Just finished saying that something was wrong, "I rely on. Xiao Ling!"

Zheng Ling yelled "Ouch" while sitting on the ground, Zhao Yunchu held Yunyan's face back with both hands, didn't he just lose Zheng Ling!

Yun Yan opened one eye back, Zhao Yunchu held his face, and he couldn't move, only that eye looked at Zheng Ling.

After Zhao Yunchu finished blowing for him, let go, and Yun Yan squatted down when he returned, "Is it all right?"

Zheng Ling was already lying on the ground with his limbs wide open, not knowing whether he was awake or drunk, and muttered, "I don't want to go home..."

Yun Yan looked back and felt distressed, and said, "Your family is so unenlightened, so I won't say anything about my mother. What happened to the painting? The painting is very good. We are all big artists, how many people are there? Specially send children to study."

Zhao Yunchu said blankly: "Is there any?"

Yun Yan turned aside and looked at Zheng Ling and said, "Xiao Ling, no matter what you do, my uncle will support you. If you want to pursue your dreams, I can support you!"

Zheng Ling seemed to have heard it, and said tearfully, "Brother Yan, only you say that..."

Zhao Yunchu also tearfully said, "Brother Yan, I also have a dream..."

"..." Yun Yan looked at him angrily, the atmosphere was ruined by him, "Forget it, help him up and send him home."

Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu stepped over the wall and entered Zheng's house again, and got out of Zheng Ling's room in the dark. They opened the window and prepared to lift people in. Suddenly the candlelight brightened inside, and the middle-aged handsome uncle stood at the window holding a lantern and poked out. Halfway up, he looked back at Yun Yan coldly.

Yun Yan replied and let go, Zheng Ling leaned on him, standing softly under his feet.

Zheng Xun said sharply: "Niezi, you still know to come back?!"

Zheng Ling was startled and almost fell to the ground. The wine woke up completely. He stood up straight with Yunyan's hand back, looked up at his father, and said courageously: "Yes, I want to tell you again. Force me, I won't come back!"

Zheng Xun said with a black face: "What did you say?"

Zheng Ling stammered and said: "I, I just want to enter the painting academy, I don't want to stay in Hongyou Temple, if you force me, I will leave, our family has this tradition!"

Zheng Xun was almost out of madness. How strict their family style is. It's a big deal to have Zheng Ping. Zheng Ling actually dare to say that this is a tradition?

Zheng Xun wanted to use the soles of his shoes to pump people on the spot, but he never taught Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu in front of outsiders, so he said to Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu: "You two, please come back. I will ask someone to take you out of the door."

Both Yun Yanhui and Zhao Yunchu were a little embarrassed, especially Zheng Xun who bit the last four words seriously.

As the traditional son of Zheng Ling, Yun Yan thought about it and said to Zheng Xun: "Fighting can't solve any problems, Lang Jun, after a hundred years, didn't the Zheng family be able to remain famous because of Ling Lang?"

Zheng Xun was in a daze, Yun Yan smiled back and added: "Or because of my mother."

Before Zheng Xun could react, Yun Yanhui had already dragged Zhao Yunchu away.

Zheng Xun: "..."

Damn, the mouth is too poisonous, what is meant by Fang Neng? This means that it is completely impossible to leave a trace in history now?

——

On the second day, Yun Yan woke up rolling back, but he touched a body casually. He opened his eyes and looked at it. After thinking about it for a long time, he remembered that it was too late after sending Zheng Ling back last night, and Yun Yan was too tired to return. Send Zhao Yunchu back again, and Zhao Yunchu slept here all night.

Zhao Yunchu was sleeping right now, holding a corner of the quilt in his arms.

Yun Yanhui sat up a little dazedly, and Zhao Yunchu was awakened by the movement. The boy sat up abruptly, shouting: "The Shang Dynasty is going to be late!"

Yun Yan yawned back, "I won't go to court today, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a holiday."

Zhao Yunchufang woke up and rubbed his head, "Brother Yan, you drank alcohol last night, did you feel sick today?"

Presumably at this time, Zheng Ling should have a headache because of the hangover.

"Drink some wine before going to bed and sleep better." Yun Yan said back and was about to get up, because Zhao Yunchu was sleeping on the outside, so he had to climb over Zhao Yunchu.

After striding over, Yun Yan went back to get out of bed and put on shoes, by the way, without turning his head back, he said: "You have a morning erection, if you dare to get it in my quilt again, don't want to go out alive."

"..." Zhao Yunchu's face burst into red.

Yun Yan went home at the back door of Kaifeng Mansion. The whole family saw the movement last night. They knew Yun Yan was busy with this party before, but they didn't know that he made it so big.

When Yun Yan got up, Zheng Ping just bought meat and said with a sigh: "Now the streets and alleys are talking about Kaifeng Yueming and Benyue Dance last night. Kaifeng Mansion is incredible this time."

"That's great." Yun Yan thought back to his heart, now his things can be sold at high prices.

Although the female family members could not go to the banquet last night, the dishes for the reunion banquet at home were all made by Yun Yanhui from the kitchen alone. Zheng Ping likes crab stuffed orange very much. Therefore, Zheng Ping also praised: "Whether the food last night was good and the performance was wonderful, Bao Shaoyin must be very satisfied, right?"

"It's not just satisfaction, Shaoyin is happy, haha, but the door was blocked last night, which made people a little distressed." The temporary night market at the door last night, at least it dissipated in the middle of the night.

Yun Yan replied with confidence: "Look at it, the good news is still behind."

...

Yun Yan had breakfast with his family and Zhao Yunchu, and told Zhao Yunchu to go home, and went to Kaifeng Mansion by himself. Zhao Yunchu had fakes, but they didn't have them in Kaifeng Mansion.

As a result, when I arrived at Kaifeng Mansion, I saw that the back door was crowded, but this time it was not a commoner. It was all merchants who looked at the clothes.

The back door was opened, and the people were allowed to enter to sue officials, but these people obviously did not come to sue officials, but sought business cooperation, so the back door was temporarily closed to prevent them from breaking in.

Yun Yan knocked on the door and went in, and was found by Bao Zheng. When he saw that Gongsun Ce was also there, he was discussing what to do with the merchants outside.

These people all wanted to ask for the lights last night.

Two things went viral last night, Moonlight and Moon Dance. Now Shuiniang is much hotter than Kaifeng Mansion. Her name has spread all over Bianjing along with Moon Dance. Up, the itinerary will be arranged instantly to three months later.

This side, due to the official government here, is relatively deserted. Originally, the Chinese have the strongest copycat ability. Although everyone didn't see it up close last night, as long as they knew this idea, it was easy to plagiarize.

However, the problem lies in the fact that this thing was launched by Kaifeng Prefecture, and Kaifeng Prefecture is in charge of the capital. Who knows if such a lamp was the idea of ​​an official? Or would they mind it?

If Kaifeng Mansion is unhappy with other people's plagiarism, just find something wrong, these people's business can't go on, therefore, come to Kaifeng Mansion to ask for light and see what regulations Kaifeng Mansion is.

Gongsun Ce said: "Naturally, the higher price will get it."

Yun Yanhui also deeply agrees, "Shao Yin, this is our activity funds. With money, we can create a better life for everyone, buy better equipment, run better activities, and earn more. Money..."

Bao Zheng couldn't laugh or cry, "You, I didn't say no, this is the lamp made by everyone in the house with you two, it is also natural."

Yun Yan rejoiced and said hurriedly: "Mr. Gongsun, go, then we will kill people."

When Bao Zheng heard this, he almost panicked, "Slay someone?"

"Full of black words." Gongsun Ce said lightly, tapping on his head.

"Mr. Gongsun, my head is precious, so I can't just knock it casually." Yun Yan rubbed his head back, and any idiot he wanted to say became a common language in later generations.

Yun Yanhui and Gongsun Ce brought in those merchants outside to discuss in detail.

Who knows that these businessmen are extremely savvy and don't want to get an auction, because they don't plan to get it alone, but plan to raise funds to buy the copyright of this lamp, even if they pay the protection fee together.

Not only that, they also want to keep prices down.

"This is a moonlight after all. After the Mid-Autumn Festival and the full moon, the effect will not be so good. It shouldn't be the scene, and there are only a few who can buy and use it..."

The representatives they sent talked freely.

Gongsun Ce shook his head and said: "How can it be a minority? It is only sold to wealthy princes in Bianjing, and you can make enough money. You can still change the style."

Leaning on his back to Kaifeng Mansion, Yun Yan was naturally confident when he returned. He smiled and shook his finger to make up a knife. "Yes, although the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, if you reduce this lamp proportionally and make it into various sizes, the smallest is like With all kinds of lanterns with such big heads, there are many people who can afford it. People in Bianjing are talking about the Kaifeng Mingyue last night, and the people in Bianjing are all guests. Can’t afford Kaifeng Mingyue, then You can always afford a small moon, right?"

Everyone was speechless, unable to refute, and couldn't help thinking whether he had prepared this trick long ago.

Yun Yan smiled slyly, "Now, everyone, tell me how much you are willing to pay."

...

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Kaifeng Mansion dazzled the capital with a bright moon. Only three days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, various merchants launched the original large version, lantern version, courtyard decoration version, wall-mounted version, and exquisite palm version. It is named Kaifeng Lantern, which is both a memorial and a natural advertisement.

The prices of these small ones are quite close to the people. The people in Bianjing naturally flocked to buy Kaifeng lamps. They were even banned, and because of this, they became popular and ordered a batch of them.

Suddenly, the moon is not yet complete, but in Bianjing there is a full moon in everyone's home!