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Chapter 341: Full House of Queens

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    "Keep an eye on them!" Before he could say this, he saw that Feng Banxian seemed to reprimand the two of them in a low voice, and then the three of them also walked towards this side.  Yang Ling hurriedly turned around, showing the air of a son-in-law, slowing down with three waving steps, letting them go ahead, and then turned to Song Xiaoai.

    Song Xiaoai understood, and whispered: "Don't worry, my lord, I have sent someone to follow."

    Only now did Yang Ling notice that two men dressed as peasants had followed Feng Banxian closely, and he couldn't help smiling approvingly.

    Liu Dazhu scratched his head, and whispered strangely: "Master, is there a prime minister in this dynasty?"

    "Yes", Yang Ling said slowly: "There was one in Taizu's dynasty, but it has disappeared since Prime Minister Hu Weiyong's rebellion. The current prime minister is actually a cabinet scholar, but the power is the same as that of the old days.  The prime minister is simply incomparable."

    Da Bangchui said in surprise: "Then what kind of prime minister are they calling? Is that man called Cheng Xiang?"

    Yang Ling was taken aback, but he didn't expect that: would he make a fuss out of a molehill? The man's surname was named Xiaomu, and his nickname was Banxian.  How many characters have been learned in private schools, and there are also super-characters for those who make fortune-telling and deceiving people?  But it's hard to say.

    Yang Ling was a little shaken by his own judgment, and said, "Don't say anything, let's talk about it after our people touch their roots. Let's continue to visit the lanterns, maybe we can run into them again."

    At this time, more and more people are heading to the suburbs.  In Shengfang Town, colorful lights hang high everywhere, and rich families compete to be the first to compare, and they are even more ingenious. Flowers and trees are planted all over the square yard.  However, such scattered viewing of lights by each household will affect the effect.  There is a river lake outside Shengfang Town, which has dried up and become a wasteland in modern times, but at that time it was a continuous lake, rich in fish and shrimp.

    The common people set up colorful lanterns, ice lanterns, and lantern riddles beside the reed lake.  It has been famous for a long time, and many wealthy people from other places also come to enjoy the lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which makes Shengfang lanterns more and more prosperous.  When we arrived in the suburbs, the sky had already darkened, but the lights here were brightly lit. The wooden poles and tree trunks were covered with all kinds of colorful lanterns, silk wrapped around the trees, drums and music were melodious.

    On the ground, there are ice lanterns carved out of ice in the lake. They are exquisite and colorful, like crystal towers and crystal houses. Even people like Yang Ling who have seen modern super-glamorous sound and light effects are very happy to see them, let alone these ones.  Ordinary people who have no entertainment in the past year.

    At this time, the shore of the lake is like a lively temple fair. Rich businessmen and gentry have also funded and built a stage, singing operas, playing dragon lanterns, and juggling tricks. It is very lively.  The crowd was bustling with children playing and laughing among the crowd.  There are also many people wearing masks, who are also frolicking among them.

    The Lantern Festival has three days, fourteenth, fifteenth, and sixteenth.  Usually Shiliu will also set off fireworks, and then the show ends.  Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which is the busiest time.  The tall withered locust tree is covered with lanterns of all sizes, turning into a gorgeous flower tree. Looking up at the tree, passing through the dazzling lights, the bright moon as bright as a jade plate hangs high in the sky, just like the bright moon  Also hanging on the tip.

    In the past three days, even the girls from rich families have also lifted the ban, and they can go out of the boudoir to make appointments with friends and friends, and wander around the lantern market.  In front is the most spectacular place of the whole Lantern Festival, with more than 20 dragon claws.  The bare branches are covered with lanterns, which are connected with several long colored ropes to form a huge wall of lights, which is extremely spectacular.

    The trees are full of small merchants and hawkers, selling food and entertainment, lanterns and masks. The tourists are crowded and noisy, and everyone is in high spirits.  Yang Ling saw a tall figure from the back, and compared it with the slender figure beside him, he immediately recognized that it was the lunatic Zhao he had seen at the street.

    It can be seen that he really dotes on his wife, because he was afraid that there would be too many people bumping into his wife, so he wrapped his thick arms around his wife's fragrant shoulders, pointed at the colored lights with her, and walked as they walked.  Under the hem of the skirt, the slender bow shoes can be clearly seen under the bright daylight.

    No wonder her husband-in-law is so supportive. This pretty lady has a pair of small feet. In those days, there were not many women with small feet. Many beauties had natural feet, especially at that time.  Women with small feet are rare in the family, and Yang Ling's wives and concubines don't have small feet.

    However, in the mid-Ming Dynasty, it was the time when the custom of binding small feet gradually began to flow, so it is not surprising to see pretty women with small feet.  This kind of custom is really harmful to people. In the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, small feet were everywhere. In case of military disasters and man-made disasters, they couldn't run at all, so they could only lie at home and wait to die.

    Yang Ling remembered that inexplicable Feng Banxian and Prime Minister Feng in his heart. When he saw this lunatic Zhao, he remembered that he knew Feng Banxian and that he had just met himStill watching."

    "How is it possible? How is this possible? It's ridiculous! It's unreasonable?" Jiang Bin was puzzled by Yang Ling's words, but he didn't dare to ask again.

    "Queen! Queen??" Yang Ling seemed to be having a cramp. The guard suddenly shrank his neck and said in a low voice, "Duke, could it be".

    "What is it?" Yang Ling asked.

    The guard said in a low voice: "Could it be that there is a thousand-year-old tortoise in this reed lake that has probably become a spirit and climbed ashore to confuse the people and deceive women?"

    "Bajing?" Yang Ling laughed dryly, and said with a strange air: "Uh how many people do they have?"

    "People and horses? Just those people who are mentioned by the humble officials and adults."

    After hearing this, Yang Ling fell into a state of dementia again. After a while, he straightened his eyes and said, "How is this possible? There is such a ridiculous thing in the world? Can there be such a thing in this town?  People in the yamen?"

    "Yes, there is an inspection department in Shengfang Town, which has a team of soldiers under its jurisdiction and controls the local people. It should be able to mobilize about 300 people. Do you want a lowly official to call people with a badge?"  The guard understood what he meant and replied immediately.

    The inspection department is only from the ninth rank, which is lower than the official rank of a master in the county yamen.  Their main duties are arresting thieves, interrogating traitors, having the power of life and death, and they can arrest and kill people at will. Even if someone from above comes to investigate, it can also be said that because the dead resisted and committed crimes, they had to kill them, or they could kill them as an example to others.  Even the local county magistrate can't control them to serve as an example and deter other gangsters.

    "Forget it, we don't need them." Yang Ling shook his head: "Just under their noses, the inspection department may not be ignorant of such a bizarre thing. Um gather our troops and prepare  Take people!"

    As soon as Yang Ling fell to the ground, Jiang Bin jumped up like a bloodthirsty cheetah, licked his lips, and said excitedly: "Who does the Duke want to take? There are more than a dozen people in the lower office, and they are willing to follow the Duke."  Ji!"

    "Well, that's good!" Jiang Bin had just arrived in the local area, and his soldiers were also transferred from the Xuanfu, and Jiang Bin is really a general, so he must be more confident, but   It's not that he's not sure now, Yang Ling's state of mind is still sleepwalking, feeling that everything is so unreal.

    People who shop for lanterns have all returned to the town. At that time, the lanterns did not use electric lamps and could not be completely burned. Although the town was still full of lights, the noise outside the town was replaced by darkness.  The vigorous figures of No. 7 and 80 flashed out of the town quickly, and escaped into the reeds beside the lake.

    The shoulder-high reeds are sparse and dry due to winter, and they have no charm in the daytime, but they still have a vague taste when they are gently swaying with the wind in the moonlit night.  With two sabers on his back, Jiang Bin held a piece of reed pipe in his mouth. He stretched out his hand and brushed it lightly. The withered reed leaves made a rustling sound, and a little snow fell from them.

    Looking from a distance, the reeds reflected by the white moonlight are like a dream, a piece of faint white.  Jiang Bin spat out the reed pipe in a puff, and said in a low voice, "Master, where are we going?"

    Yang Ling also had a sword on his waist. Holding the hilt of the sword, he stood still, slowly stretched out his right hand, pointed to the depths of the reed, and said in a dreamy tone: "We are going there,  To exterminate a country . . . ".

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