Lanke Chess Edge

It was the dead of night, but as Ji Yuan said, neither Xiao Du nor Xiao Ling could fall asleep in the Xiao residence.

The wife next to Xiao Ling was already asleep, and he was still lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep. This time, it was not only because of the reason for marrying a concubine, but also because of the news that Yin Zhaoxian's condition had improved. The outside world could still be regarded as a rumor in the market, but his father never The words after returning from the palace basically confirmed this fact.

To be honest, Xiao Ling still respects Yin Zhaoxian very much. He is also a scholar. Although he is almost 20 years younger than Yin Zhaoxian, he can be regarded as having participated in the same imperial examination together. Yin's official ambitions over the years are people with a bit of vision It can be seen that he can almost be regarded as the real kind of person who is loyal and dedicated to the world. Even a person as harsh as his father, although he hates Yin Zhaoxian to death in private, he has to admire Yin Zhaoxian, but what he admires is not his greatness, but his admiration for Yin Zhaoxian's ability to maintain this kind of situation without being pedantic. Righteousness.

In this era, the truly capable scholars almost have a dream of being a good official in their hearts before becoming an official. Even if many people fall later, this cannot be obliterated. Even those who have fallen, almost all respect Yin Zhaoxian, especially these years. There is more and more this trend.

This is a benign development. The Yin family has not only paid attention to the development of all parties in Dazhen for so many years, but also focused on tracing back to the source and vigorously developing education. In Yin Zhaoxian's words, it is "the character of a scholar". At the top there is Yin Zhaoxian, a shining "idol" standing on the top of the mountain. Under the influence of others, Dazhen's scholar class atmosphere is getting better and better.

This point is seen by the royal family of the Yang family in Dazhen, by the scholar-bureaucrats, and by some sensible people among the common people of Dazhen. And with more than 20 years of hard work by Yin's disciples and people of insight from all walks of life, it is almost inevitable that Dazhen's national strength will grow day by day.

But when this seemingly good aspect conflicts with his own family's interests, Xiao Ling is in great pain. The key point is that he doesn't think there is anything wrong with the Xiao family in essence.

"Why……"

Xiao Ling sighed. She didn't expect that the sighing sound woke up the wife next to her, or she was not asleep at all. She opened her eyes and turned to look at her husband but didn't know what to say. It's not appropriate for people to get involved in foreign affairs, let alone officialdom, which she doesn't understand at all.

"Woke you up?"

Duan Muwan shook her head.

"Msanggong, go to sleep, think about it tomorrow if you have anything to do."

"Um."

Xiao Ling nodded, tightened the quilt and closed her eyes. After a few breaths, Duan Muwan reached out and touched her husband's cheek, slightly surprised. Her husband actually fell asleep, so fast?

On the other side of Xiao's mansion, Xiao Du had also fallen asleep. He sat on the soft bed in the study and read a book by the light to calm down the restlessness in his heart, but after a few yawns, he fell asleep unconsciously. When the old servant came to refill the hot tea, he saw that the master was asleep, so he carefully took off Xiao Du's boots, and took a quilt to cover him.

The father and son of the Xiao family got up in a trance in their sleep, one got up from the bed in the bedroom, and the other got up from the study room, but they were both fully clothed, as if they had forgotten when and where they were. It's foggy, and the spirit is a little unconscious.

"Uncle Wu~~~Uncle Wu~~~"

There was a faint voice coming from a distance, Xiao Du and Xiao Ling, father and son were a little more awake, pushed open the doors of their respective rooms, and walked out slowly in search of the sound. They left the room, but they seemed to be unable to see each other, they just walked subconsciously in search of their voices.

"Uncle Wu~~~Uncle Wu, where are you, it's me, it's me, Uncle Wu..."

This voice gave people a strange feeling, as if they wanted to shout out but were afraid that the sound would be too loud, revealing a sneaky feeling.

Although the father and son Xiao Du and Xiao Ling did not see each other, they walked through the thin night mist and saw a wide river in front of them. They lived in Gyeonggi Prefecture, and it was absolutely impossible for them to go out because of such a big river, but the two Although he seemed sober, his mind didn't think of this place, but continued to search for the sound and walked towards the river.

"Uncle Wu...Uncle Wu, Xiao has brought you wine..."

The lowered voice continued to shout, Xiao Du and Xiao Ling finally saw the man in the mist, it was a man wearing a book long shirt and a square scarf, holding something in his hand, although because of Due to the distance and the fog, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he looked at his slender figure, and even if he walked in a hurry, he still had some grace. He subconsciously felt that his appearance was not too bad, and he didn't seem too old.

"Uncle Wu, Xiao is here..."

It was only after the second time that Xiao Du and Xiao Ling heard clearly that the person's surname was Xiao, and they didn't know if it was the "Xiao" from our family. The scholar put down the things in his hands. It turned out to be two small jars of wine. He untied the rope on the top, took one jar, and pulled out the stopper holding the red cloth with great effort. Then he walked to the river and poured the wine carefully into the river.

"Ton ton ton ton..."

After the bottle cap was removed, the aroma of the wine overflowed, and the wine flowed into the river, drifting downstream and overflowing. The young man poured out most of the altar, wiped his sweat and looked at the river, and there seemed to be no movement.

At this moment, there was a splash of water somewhere in the river.

Amidst the sound of "哗啦啦啦...", there seemed to be something coming from the middle of the river and quickly approaching the river bank. The young man who was pouring the wine also subconsciously took a few steps back, and then the surface of the river exploded with a "bang" In a wave, a giant tortoise jumped out half of its body, with its two front legs propped on the shore, while the back half of its body remained in the water. A tortoise head stared at the young man who fell to the ground in fright on the shore.

"Wu, Uncle Wu! You, you're here, it's me, it's me, Xiao Jing! You, you should still remember me, right?"

"Hehehehehe...Of course I remember, why, finally remembered to repay me? It's just that this half jar of wine is not enough!"

This huge tortoise could actually speak human words, which startled Xiao Du and Xiao Ling who were hiding in the dark, but the young man calmed down after the initial shock, and quickly put the wine jar in his hand forward.

"Uncle Wu, there is still a pot and a half here. Although it is not a famous wine, the taste is definitely not bad. There is a family outside Chunhui Mansion who is very good at brewing wine. They have produced distiller's grains from generation to generation and reformed the formula. Every year, new wine is brewed. Ordinary people can't buy it if they want to." Here we go!"

There was water flowing out of the river, slowly flowing to the sides of the two wine jars, and then holding the wine jars back to the river, the old turtle kept staring at the scholar during the process.

"It's good wine, but you promised me back then that you would help me collect hundreds of lanterns and light them with lanterns in the river. Now that half a year has passed, you must have spent that windfall happily. My hundred lanterns Woolen cloth?"

The giant tortoise was condescending, a demonic aura overflowed, and a sense of terror rose, which made the young man's face pale. He hurried over, and had already forgotten about the Baijia lights, and his mind flashed. Hurry up.

"Master Wu Mo Nu, Master Wu Mo Nu, the villain was out of town some time ago, this matter is a little inconvenient, it is best to find a kind family in Chunhui Mansion, as the saying goes, a family that knows people, knows their faces but does not know their hearts, and is relatively kind. Although there are quite a few, the villain is afraid of finding the wrong ones, but the villain promises that he will start collecting them immediately, there are tens of thousands of residents in Chunhui Mansion, and the villain is willing to collect thousands of lights!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

The old turtle laughed.

"Old Gui, I have practiced so far and am good at divination. Do you take my affairs to heart? Do you think I don't know? Huh?"

At this moment, the old tortoise's tortoise's head showed a ferocious look, and the demonic aura appeared like wind and evil aura. The sense of terror not only enveloped Xiao Jing, but also enveloped Xiao Du and Xiao Ling.

Xiao Jing knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Uncle Wu, please forgive me, please forgive me, Uncle Wu, I, I really plan to collect thousands of lights for you, you are a fairy in the river, how dare I, a mortal, deceive you!"

"Hmph..."

The old turtle looked at the young man in front of him, and said calmly after a long time.

"Tell me, what do you want? I, Lao Gui, don't expect thousands of lights. I only need lights from hundreds of families. I need the candles of the house of kindness to hold the lamps at night. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes, the villain understands, and the villain will keep it in mind!"

Xiao Jing saluted again and again, and finally looked up at Old Gui.

"Uncle Wu, you have great powers. As a villain, as a scholar, you have the ambition to be an official and benefit the people of the world. If you can help me, when I become a high official, even the lights of thousands of families will be able to do it, let alone the lights of hundreds of families." It's convenient!"

The old turtle suddenly lowered his head and stared at Xiao Jing.

"I told you at the beginning that if you want to get what I mean by windfall, you will be a comfortable and rich man in this life, and now you want to be an official? The fortune of the dynasty and the way of official fortune are not trivial. How can it be determined by divination? An official career? You don’t have that real talent and learning, so don’t talk about it!”

"But other people also go heresy, you are always a demon..."

"Um?"

The old turtle let out a low annoyance.

"Heretician? Are you referring to me, old turtle?"

"No, no, no, Uncle Wu is a demon, how could he be heretic, the villain is just, just..."

The old turtle sneered.

"Hmph, don't bring up this matter again. I'll point out the places where you get rich, point out the way to get rich, and count as a beautiful girl for you. The blessings in the world have accounted for a lot."

After finishing speaking, Lao Gui lowered his head and stared at Xiao Jing who was sweating coldly.

"You broke your promise several times before, and instead of looking for a way to repay you, you became more and more greedy. I am afraid that a person like you will be a disaster if you become an official. Find me a hundred lights. From then on, we will be clear. Before that, don't come here." I'm here!"

After the old turtle finished speaking, he turned around slowly, dived into the Chunmu River amidst the sound of "crashing" and disappeared. After a long time, the water wave returned to calm, and only Xiao Jing collapsed on the ground panting for air. Just now it felt like he was about to be killed. The monster swallowed it.

Xiao Du and Xiao Ling were also terribly frightened, this had nothing to do with whether they knew martial arts or had experience, it was purely a direct shock to their minds at the moment.

After a long time, the young man on the bank stood up and left with a slight stagger. Looking from a distance, the young man's face looked a little ferocious and helpless.

Xiao Du and Xiao Ling hid in the fog, and saw that the fog seemed to be getting thicker. Suddenly, the sky began to change rapidly from light to dark. There was an illusion of going through vicissitudes. The two father and son stood by the river, as if they were waiting for something .

At this moment, it seems to be the dawn of a certain day, the sky is still gray, there is a sound of horseshoes coming from far and near, there are about 20 riders, it looks like some kind of official, they rode to this barren river Get off the horse together.

"My lord, it should be here." "Well, almost! Everyone take out your things."

"yes!"

These people searched for something from the pockets on the horse's back. Xiao Du and Xiao Ling saw that it seemed to be candles, both red and white, and some white candles were dyed red, obviously separated by a long distance. , but upon closer inspection, one could tell that it was blood.

"My lord, why do you think we brought the candles from the homes of these criminal officials here to light up the lights? Everyone has been killed. Why do you feel so panicked when you come here from thousands of miles to set off the river lanterns?"

"Stop talking nonsense, don't think about the meaning of the boss, maybe let go of the resentment! Hurry up and work!"

"Hey!" "Yes!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, more than three hundred lit lanterns floated across the river, and the flames seemed to be glowing with blood...