Happy times are always short. Liang Chuan just ate a few plates of tea candied fruits, piled up three piles of fruit peels and cores, and a person he didn't want to see appeared again, Xu Yang. Following him was the second-generation ancestor who was happy to break the sleeves, Xue Qing.

"It's really a place where we meet in life. You can see you anywhere, my Grand Official Liang." Xu Yang said to Liang Chuan sarcastically.

"Oh, no wonder my slave went to Jinzun and didn't find you. In the blink of an eye, you hid here and made it easy for me to find it. I didn't expect that you still have some background and can still come to the lantern festival invited by the magistrate. I won't do anything about you now. After the end, don't run so fast as if you were just now!" Xue Qing was a dark villain, looking at the four people fiercely, thinking about how to deal with these four people later.

Liang Chuan picked up a dried li and put it in his mouth. He chewed all the flesh, spit the kernel slowly to rest and put it on the table. He looked indifferent, but even looked up crossing his legs and looked at Xue Qing with a contemptuous attitude. From time to time, he even asked the maid next to him to add tea and hand over water, which was extremely arrogant.

The situation is now endless. Xue Qing also sent someone to fight back to Jinzun, which was clearly just a command. Since Liangzi had formed, there was no room for maneuver.

On the contrary, Liang Chuan was even more indifferent. When Xue Qing came to cause trouble for him, it would be even better if he came for two daughters of the Zheng family who disguised himself as a man. Just look at him and see how brave the man surnamed Xue was, and how he dared to recruit his precious daughter in front of his father.

Xu Yang sat in the middle of the back row, while Xue Qing stood behind his father obediently, just like a stone. These second-generation ancestors were all attracted by their father's glory. Today they were all brought out to plating and find one or two good families.

Xu Yang turned back from time to time to look at Liang Chuan who was sitting leisurely behind, and was thinking in his heart how to give the boy a little color later. Liang Chuan looked at him with malicious intentions and knew that he must have had some bad ideas. Why are these people so slutty and have nothing to worry about, and they can't get along with him every day.

After the audience was basically seated, the performance of the Xinghua Lantern Festival slowly kicked off. The person who hosted the Lantern Festival was Mr. Lu, the aide of the magistrate. Mr. Pin was from Shaoxing, and he was also an old business that had been passed down for hundreds of years. Mr. Shaoxing in our country is a very famous business. Although Mr. Shaoxing is not a formal national civil servant, he is very happy to enjoy the cool air. This does not prevent Mr. Lu from becoming a transcendent position in Xinghua. Even the magistrate wants to sell him three points of face.

On the terrace, the master first praised the peaceful and prosperous country in the current era. After a long-term chaotic conquest by the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the current time is one of the rare peaceful situations in history. Apart from the small conflicts in the northwest, people really live and work in peace. Everyone naturally doesn’t feel disgusted with Master Lu’s this.

Then Master Lu praised the "great achievements" of County Magistrate Song over the past year, such as urging the agricultural mulberry school, living and working in peace, storing refugees, and promoting cultural and educational activities, which brought about earth-shaking changes in Xinghua's appearance. Everyone on the watchtower was full of praise.

Who dares to say a few gossips? In such occasions, everyone will sing together. They will be in a mess of disobedience against their conscience. If you dare to say a few "truths" that will be heard by the magistrate, you will have good fruits to eat.

Next, let’s introduce the various guests today. First, the officials and masters in the county, who are basically aware of them. Then, the big bosses of merchants in various fields in Xinghua, all of whom are famous figures, and finally these famous talented men and beautiful women. Every time the master introduces one, everyone will look at them, but basically everyone knows these characters, and the more outstanding ones are these so-called talented men.

Master Lu focused on introducing Xu Yang and several scholars, all young handsome men from Xinghua in recent years. The ladies from those wealthy families all turned their admiration to each other, but Xu Yang was not humble and bowed his fists to the eyes of all directions.

Zheng Ruoying and Zheng Yuzhi stood behind, whispering their lips and complaining. Just Xu Yang is a kind of gentleman, and is a feather-in-law like Xue Qing. He is a collusion with people like Xue Qing. He is not a good person at all.

After Master Lu introduced the people on the spot, the lantern festival slowly began. There were shadows on the terrace, and the sound of silk and bamboo was heard. Liang Chuan drank tea and ate the peeled fruits and snacks handed over by the two girls, happily enjoying the performance on the stage.

In the past, I had to watch such a performance and could only be seen by a provincial art center, and it was rare for classical art performers to be seen, not to mention that Liang Chuan was sitting on a chair. It would be great if he could post it on his Moments to show off.

There is a small platform under the terrace, which is where these drum and trumpet teams sit during the music. The rhythm of the zither and sheng slowly floats, and comes in search of the sound. A group of girls in jade dresses fluttering in their clothes, looking at them shining brightly. It is said that the dancing figures are really charming, but the powder applied on their faces is too thick, as if it is the beauty of this era, which Liang Chuan still can't accept.

The dance at this time is far less gorgeous, ostentatious and unrestrained than the dances of the previous dynasty, but rather shows a simple, elegant and restrained style. The dances danced on the terrace are more characteristic of "ancient, leisurely, slow, wonderful, and beautiful". It is like a large white landscape painting, which does not make people appreciate the picture, but creates an artistic conception.

After the dancer dances, it follows acrobatics, which is the most popular among the people. Although dancing is pleasing to the eye, the people feel that they are too far away from themselves and cannot appreciate the connotation. It is still the more visually impactful one that makes people like it more.

There were people walking up the stage, including old women and children. The energetic old woman was steady and steady, not showing any signs of water. She had two square brocade platters in her hand. The brocade platter was held in the palm of her hand and suddenly turned into a round cloth. Two little girls next to her, one performed balancing techniques with cups, bowls, and plates, and the other performed platters, bowls, tables and chairs. The performances of the two were neat and free. When they started the performance, a handsome guy came up. He performed sucking and spitting fire, as if he had swallowed a lot of wood chips in his mouth, and then he held a small torch, put the torch in front of his mouth, and as soon as he used his skills, the blazing flames actually spit out of his mouth.

The magical method caused the ordinary people watching from the terrace to cheer, and the cheers were like thunder rolling in the sky, and the people's emotions were quite high.

Not only an acrobatic performance, but also a monkey-taught artist who performed a show with three little monkeys. Unexpectedly, this kind of show has existed so early and has been circulating for nearly a thousand years. In the corner of the terrace, an artist was holding a gong and beating hard. The three little monkeys were wearing a tailor-made soldier robe, a soldier felt hat, and a short red tassel gun in their hands. They were like several soldiers who were fighting on the battlefield, performing the battle.

The military plot in the southern region is quite indifferent. People stayed away from war too far and for too long, so there would not be much touch. For example, Xin Wubing looked serious, and in his eyes, he might soon become a "monkey".

The two girls covered their faces and kept exclaiming, locked in the deep boudoir for a long time and never left the house. Today, they were willing to go out and Liang Chuan to get lively, otherwise they would have to stay at home embroidered flowers.

Behind Liangchuan, the cold and the heat form a sharp contrast.

The monkey performed very hard, and was tamed so much that it was no different from the real artist. You can imagine how many whips you would get behind. After the animal performance, a few female artists came up and first practiced a few fancy martial arts fights. This routine did not change much from later generations. It seemed that they could fight hard, but in fact, neither side suffered any injuries.

Then Liang Chuan almost squirted out a sip of tea in his mouth. These people were wearing only a pair of shorts, and their shape was exactly the same as the island country's sumo wrestler!

"What are you doing?" Liang Chuan turned his head with confusion and asked Xin Wubing.

Xin Wubing didn't expect Liang Chuan to know about this activity. Every year, the "Terrace Competition" at the South Peak of Huge Temple in Hangzhou is a national sumo arena competition, which is the most authoritative. Sumo wrestlers from all prefectures and counties all look forward to going on stage to compete to make a name for themselves in order to make a name for themselves. Even the government will send officers to host the competition and serve as referees in the folk competition. Does anyone know about sumo wrestling?

Even Zheng Yuzhi couldn't stand it anymore and said, "This is sumo wrestling. Two people will fall later. If you win the magistrate, you will get a great reward."

Liang Chuan's chin almost fell to the ground. Isn't this the favorite national sumo of the people of the island country? In the later generations, the Chinese people will no longer play with it. Why is it that people are so keen on this era of emphasis on culture and over military affairs?

For a moment, Liang Chuan was ecstatic and didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy. He looked down on the good things of his ancestors, but was stolen by his neighbors as a family heirloom. This is the case with traditional Chinese medicine, and even traditional martial arts. Now even the sumo wrestling he saw with his own eyes...

The performances pushed the lantern festival to a climax, and the crowd stood on the terrace and applauded without stopping. Magistrate Song was quite satisfied when he sat on the table. He wanted this feeling of having fun with the people, and he was smiling while stroking his beard and his face.

After the sumo wrestler retreated, the terrace was empty. A maid brought a stool and placed it in the middle of the stage. A beautiful woman walked up to the terrace with a huqin in her arms.

The viewing platform, which was quite calm from beginning to end, actually moved.

"It turned out to be the courtesan of the Golden Tower!" "It's a blessing to be out today!"

This woman is indeed a bit pretty, and she is already a first-class beauty in this small place in Xinghua. She is more beautiful than Zheng Ruoying. Liang Chuan asked Zheng Yuzhi, "What is this woman's origin that makes everyone so fascinated?"
Chapter completed!