The next morning, the fleet arrived at Guangji Gate.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhao Hao asked the prophet to Chaozhou City and don't treat himself as a pirate.

Then the group stopped the boat far outside the city, waiting for their people to come out to greet them.

After a meal, a team of people came out of the city and rushed toward him. It was a group of disciples from Yufeng Academy headed by Zhang Guofu.

Seeing the master standing at the dock and looking at them with a smile, Zhang Guofu and others quickly got off the horse and worshiped.

"Okay, I've heard that you have performed well, and you didn't give me a teacher or a shame to the academy." Mr. Zhao smiled with gratitude: "Get up, you are all good disciples of your teacher."

"Thank you, Master." The disciples immediately felt that it was worth fighting hard. They had been worried that they had failed to win the Jinshi in this subject. Now they have been praised by Master Yan, and their hearts have finally been put back in their stomachs.

"Please get on the horse and return to the city."

"Where is my father?" Zhao Hao asked while getting on the horse with the help of his disciples.

Zhao Hao was quite surprised that Mr. Zhao did not come to greet him in person, and was a little disappointed. Does it mean that his son is not important if his wings are hard?

"The city is holding a celebration, and the master really can't leave, so we can only welcome the master." Zhang Guofu hurriedly explained.

"Oh, what celebration? Are you celebrating victory?" Zhao Hao immediately became interested.

"right."

"Is there any Ying singing and dancing?" Zhao Hao asked excitedly.

"Yes." Zhang Guofu said with admiration: "Master is so knowledgeable. When we were rehearsal yesterday, we were shocked when we watched it. We thought we were going to fight again, but later we found out that it was a large group dance."

"I have heard of the famous name for a long time. I heard that the new officials took office, and the local people would mobilize a group of heroes to dance a set of heroes." Zhao Hao laughed and said, "It was said that it was to celebrate the master's appointment, but it was actually to demonstrate to their parents to make them more aware. Unexpectedly, my father, as a co-prime minister, also got the treatment."

"It shouldn't be a show of a master's prestige? Master doesn't know that after this Chaozhou defense battle, Master's prestige in Chaozhou City is extremely high! Whoever dares to show off his prestige will not agree to the first person in the common people." Zhang Guofu said hurriedly.

"Oh, my dad is so awesome?" Zhao Hao was a little unbelievable. Parents always overestimate or underestimate their children, and it is difficult to make objective comments.

Obviously, Mr. Zhao is the latter type in his son's heart...

"Let's go and have a look." He grabbed his horse's belly and couldn't wait to run towards Chaozhou City.

"Master, wait for us." The disciples rushed to get on the horse and followed closely.

Zhang Guofu and his friends got on the boat. They wanted to guide the task force's ship into the city and dock at the official ship dock in the city.

The cannons were covered with cannons, and the policemen also changed into plainclothes, but the blind man could see that they were not good people. If no one led them, it would definitely cause uneasiness.

~~

Chaozhou City is known as the "three mountains and one water city wall, with jade belts wrapped around the waist," which means that Chaozhou City is protected by three mountains, Jinshan, Hulushan and Bijiashan in the north.

The Han River is like a belt, Jinshan, Hulushan, and Bijiashan form a black hat, which is said to be an excellent place for Feng Shui.

Zhao Hao entered the city from the Anding Gate, the only Ximen Gate in Chaozhou City, and headed east along Ximen Street, which is full of archways. Although the shape of the city is neither square nor round, the streets in the city are connected into a chessboard-like pattern according to the traditional square foundation, which is rigorous and orderly, and has clear latitudes. No one who comes here for the first time will get lost.

In addition to the many archways, what left the deepest impression on Zhao Hao was the exquisite and gorgeous architecture of Chaoshan, far surpassing the folk houses in the south of the Yangtze River and the courtyards in the north.

He saw that almost all the buildings along the street were carved with beams and painted buildings, and they were extremely gorgeous. The flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds, beasts and historical figures and stories painted on the eaves were vivid and beautiful.

There will be various carvings and embellishments on the eaves of the rich houses in Jiangnan, but they are all made of wood. Even if they are colored at that time, if they are not maintained regularly, they will soon fade seriously and even have skin. Therefore, the garden mansions that Zhao Hao saw are basically kept in the color of the wood, and at most they can be painted with a layer of varnish to protect them.

The eaves on Chaoshan are much more gorgeous. Because their paintings and shapes are all made of porcelain pieces. Especially in the countless ancestral halls and ancestral temples, large dragon and phoenix shapes inlaid with colorful porcelain pieces are green and green under the sunlight, which is extremely eye-catching.

With such an exaggerated and gorgeous look, it is hard not to remind Zhao Hao of the palace, especially the Nine Dragon Wall...

Chaozhou houses and the imperial palace are starting, this common saying is indeed not an exaggeration at all.

But the disciples from the north... Yes, in Lingnan, the people in Jiangnan are also called northerners, and they are southerners themselves... but they are a little unacceptable.

"According to regulations, residential houses are not allowed to adopt the 'hard mountain top' form like the palace. The roof is not allowed to even plaster and ridges, and the image of dragons and phoenixes cannot be openly displayed on the ridge, which is even so exaggerated!" A disciple whispered: "The south of the five ridges is really lawless!"

"In this era, who cares about this? According to regulations, merchants cannot wear silk and satin or ride horses and sit in sedan chairs. Now who cares about it?" But there are also some disagreements. "This is nothing, it's just a little bit vulgar and beautiful."

Zhao Hao actually likes this style quite a bit. After living in Jiangnan for a long time, he was very tired of the elegant and simple aesthetic brought by the literati and officials at that time, and he was particularly eager for the rich and vulgar colors of the bright colors.

Just as he was about to savor a few words, he suddenly heard the loud gongs and drums coming from the front, and saw that the north-south street was already crowded and cheering like thunder.

No wonder there are so few people on the West Street here. It turns out that there are so many people in the streets, and they all went to watch the fun on the street.

"Let's go, let's take a look." He stepped forward with great enthusiasm, and crowded into the crowd with disciples and guards.

I saw that on the wide street, there were 108 dancers in different outfits, but each held a wooden stick in their hands. In conjunction with the drum beats, conch numbers and shouts, the two sticks were neatly flipped each other, dancing while walking, with an extremely strong sense of rhythm and naturally super infectious.

The Ying songs and dances are majestic and majestic, and they are much more exciting than the Raush Maori battle dance! The audience is naturally fascinated and shouts and dances with the leading dance team. The scene is extremely shocking!

Zhao Hao was also deeply attracted by the vigorous, rough and unrestrained dance posture, and soon jumped up and shouted.

"You guys are together too!" Zhao Hao shouted while dancing and still encouraged his children to join in.

At first, these guys were a little unwilling to let go. After all, those who could call Mr. Zhao the master, were also a juren. Even if the juren had no airs, they could not be so crazy, right?

But the master is so crazy. If the disciple doesn't follow, wouldn't it embarrass him? So they had to reluctantly dance, but the movements were stiff like bone hyperplasia, and the sound was stuck in the throat, and they just couldn't come out.

"If you can't dance this Ying song and dance well, don't call me Master in the future." Unexpectedly, Zhao Hao said harshly.

The disciples were very scared when they heard this. They worked hard and studied hard for three years before they could be ranked under the wall. How could they be opened because of this little thing?

This must be the master’s task...oh no, it’s the master’s test!

I can only give up! Anyway, this is Lingnan, not Jiangnan, who the hell knows who?

So the juren finally put down their airs, threw their arms and jumped up, and shouted as they competed!

They danced and roared with emotion, and before they knew it, the negative emotions such as depression and depression that had been in their hearts for many years seemed to be driven out of their bodies with the Ying song and dance.

What a novel experience!

Zhao Hao kept jumping all over his body, his throat was hoarse, and he stopped under a archway.

The disciples also stopped panting and quickly presented the prepared herbal tea. This herbal tea is not a cold tea, but a Cantonese herbal tea like Wanglaoji. Although it is called herbal tea, it does not have tea, but a cooling drink made of Chinese herbal medicine.

"Have fun!" He laughed while filling the herbal tea offered by his disciples: "It takes no time to find a place to find a broken iron shoe!"

The disciples looked at each other, wondering why the master likes Ying singing and dancing so much. Isn’t he just a musical look?

"You go back and think about it. What am I looking for?" Zhao Hao was not in a hurry to answer questions, but said in a hurry: "You can think about it the other way around, what is the thing Jiangnan lacks the most?"

"Yes, Master." The disciples hurriedly took the order solemnly. The master really has great truth to teach.

Master is going to teach the lesson in person! After realizing this, the disciples were so excited that they were almost fainted.

It’s not that they are so excited. After all, they have been a disciple for so long, and they haven’t heard a class from their master. They all envy those classmates who passed the imperial examination. They are not envious of their success in the Jinshi, but envy them for their master’s personal teaching!

This trip to Chaozhou is right! I love Chaozhou, I love Yingshen!

~~

Ignoring the disciples who achieved the intracranial skull by their brains, Zhao Hao smiled at Wang Rulong beside him and said, "Did you see anything?"

"This is not dancing, this is going to fight, right?" Wang Rulong grinned, and he also danced with him just now. As an excellent general, he naturally tasted something different from it.

"This dance is a manifestation of organizational strength and mobilization, and with the courage and ruthlessness they show, if the subordinates are the masters of the government, they will definitely not sleep well at night after watching Ying Song and Dance."

"Hahaha, Brother Wang is so knowledgeable!" Zhao Hao praised and smiled: "The clans in Chaoshan show their organizational strength and mobilization to the government through large-scale activities of traveling gods and rewarding gods."

As he said that, he asked again with a smile: "Do you know what this English song and dance is based on?"

"It looks like it's a watery mountain." Wang Rulong liked "Three Kingdoms" when he was in the army, but now he turns to "Water Margin". He carefully identified: "The leader of the dancer is like Li Kui. The three hammers are like Lu Zhishen and Wu Song, and it is exactly the same as one hundred single eight."

"That's right, this is the hero of Liangshan. It is about attacking Daming Mansion to save Lu Junyi and disguising himself as an art team to make a fuss in Lantern Festival." Zhao Hao nodded with a smile.

"Then there shouldn't be one hundred eight generals yet. Uh, this is not the point..." Wang Rulong quickly shut up and asked with a smile: "Young Master has seen this kind of dance before?"

"No, I've come back, I've heard of it." Zhao Hao sighed in his heart, and had seen it in his previous life. He changed the topic and said, "I heard that the last part of Ying Gewu was to beat a bush. He just wanted someone to dress up as an official, hang a bush around his waist, and then beat the imperial officials to flee in a panic and ended up."

As he said that, he touched his chin and said a little unhappy: "But my father is not the prefect, so there is no need for them to provoke so much, right?"
Chapter completed!