On the Donghua Gate Tower.

Princess Ning'an sat opposite Concubine Li, looking at her villain's successful appearance, she felt a sense of drowsiness.

But she is a powerful buttock, and she is a virtuous person who is a gangster. She really dares not offend her...

‘Oh, it’s so painful.’ Ning An looked up and poured a glass of wine. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he felt lonely.

I want to hear Zhao Lang chant in his ear, "I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon together from thousands of miles away."

Zhao Lang, are you also like Ning'an, missing you day and night?

Li Chengen, who was sitting at the bottom, was most impatient with these red tape and mother-in-law's banquet. He saw him sitting there, his eyes straight at the silver plate in the sky.

Somehow I thought of the old senior and felt sad.

Today is the 100th day after leaving the old senior, I miss him.

~~

On the bank of Yangcheng Lake in Kunshan, Mr. Zhao, who was having fun with the people, sneezes for no reason.

"Master, the wind on the embankment is strong, so why don't we change places to drink." Bai Shouli said with great enthusiasm.

"No, I am hard." Zhao Shouzheng picked up the rice wine indifferently, pointed to the newly built lake embankment with a shallow wine plate, and the dense bonfires that stretched to the distance.

A circle of people sat around each bonfire. The bright fire light reflected the happy faces, which were the people of Kunshan celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival.

This Mid-Autumn Festival is the busy period of the dike repairs, and Mr. Zhao originally planned to give the villagers half a day off.

But everyone is looking at the completion award. In order to speed up the construction period, all sections of Gelijia have expressed that they will give up their vacation and speed up the construction.

At the suggestion of Zhao Hao, Zhao Shouzheng held a lively Mid-Autumn Festival conference on the unfinished lake embankment.

In this way, the villagers celebrate the festival directly after work, which not only saves time and promotes unity.

But Mr. Zhao Er was just a little worried about my son, who was too concerned about uniting the people.

This is a great thing, but I always feel something is wrong.

However, he still happily agreed to let someone load all the supplies prepared for the people to celebrate the festival and transport them to the embankment.

As a result, each person was given a moon cake, two oranges, and a salted chicken in the family.

There was also a roasted whole lamb with oil on each bonfire... It was the eighty heads and one hundred heads of me, the wealthy families in the county, who were just gathered together temporarily.

Gu Dadong also bought two ships of rice wine from Suzhou and distributed them to the people for drinking.

It’s so beautiful that it has wine, meat and mooncakes.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival in previous years, many poor people could not afford to eat mooncakes at all, so they could only get a pot of yellow hairy crabs to fill their stomachs.

It's so miserable.

The people remember the bitterness and thought of the sweetness, burst into tears, cherishing the beautiful life today.

~~

"Only by sitting on this lake embankment can you see the full picture of the bonfire of thousands of families."

Although it was blown by the night wind, Zhao Erye’s heart was warm.

He felt that his life was worth it, so he touched the wine bowl with the people around him with drunken eyes and asked with his tongue:

"You guys, 'Who's happy to have fun with others?'"

Everyone laughed and said, "It's better to talk to others."

"Who enjoys the young and enjoys the others?" Zhao Erye asked again.

Everyone laughed again and said, "It's better to be with everyone."

"Hahahaha!" Mr. Zhao burst into laughter, drank it all with everyone, and suddenly sighed softly: "It's a pity that the old bear is not here."

The servants and the gentry couldn't help but feel warm and thought to themselves, "The master is so careful, everyone knows who is not here."

"The old parents really always keep their subordinates and their people in their hearts." The gentry immediately flattered.

"How lucky is it to have a parent official like a master in Kunshan County? I'm so lucky!"

"Hey, haha, I'm not that good either." Zhao Shouzheng was patted and felt comfortable all over. He waved his hand and sighed: "I thought of this poor man Lao Xiong. It's really hard for him to overcome obstacles during the holidays."

"Yes." Everyone naturally nodded, and suddenly thought that the master was also a widower...

It turns out that things hurt their kind, and I feel the same way.

It seems that we have to step up the reincarnation of the master.

~~

The bright moon shines on the south of the Yangtze River, illuminating Kunshan and Jinling.

It really made Master Zhao's crow say that Xiong Dianshi's Mid-Autumn Festival is really hard to live.

Two days after delivering the letter, he went to the Duke's Mansion again, but there was no reply.

Xiong Dianshi was a little anxious now. They didn't bring much money, so they had to take out the Kunshan people's ancestral skills - begging for food all the way home.

Xiong Xiasheng was anxious and went to urge him every day, but he annoyed the slaves of the Duke's Mansion and drove them out of Xufu Street, not allowing them to get closer to the Duke's Mansion.

As a result, I was exhausted and I fully realized what it means to sit in a city of troubled sorrow.

At this time, he and Wang Bantou and the other five were sitting around a square table in the inn lobby.

There is only one porcelain plate on the table, and there is only one five-nut mooncake in the plate.

This was what they bought with the last money they had.

I will not be able to pay the house tomorrow, so I will go to sleep on the street...

"Oh..." Xiong Dianshi sighed depressedly.

"Oh..." The three detectives also sighed.

Wang Bantou is older, and at this time he is even more open-minded than Xiong Dianshi.

"The fourth master is a little bit easier. Qin Qiong sells horses and Zixu plays the flute. Heroes have been troubled since ancient times."

As he said that, he pointed to the only mooncake and joked: "Besides, we are not bad. Wuren mooncake, isn't it just a mooncake for five people?"

"Puchi..." Xiong Dianshi was amused by him, and then laughed louder and louder, sweeping away the blocks that had accumulated over the past few days:

"Old Wang, I'm not as good as you! Not bad, no one can recite the words without leaving? Just walk over!"

As he said that, he smiled at everyone and said, "We are from Kunshan. We have the ability to beg for food, but are you afraid of starving to death?"

"Hahaha." The three detectives also laughed.

"The fourth master, the villain can sing small songs."

"I will have lotus flowers falling."

"The little one also wears a pair of bamboo boards."

"I can see that you all have unique skills. What else can we worry about?" Xiong Dianshi laughed and said, "Come on, let's eat five-nut mooncakes for the festival!"

Wang Bantu pulled out the knife, rubbed the sleeves forward and backwards, then cut off one-third of them and gave them to the fourth master first.

The rest will be divided equally with the three subordinates.

"Be particular." Xiong Dianshi couldn't help but praise, and laughed, "But we are all going to beg for food, so let's just serve it in a bowl of water..."

"The fourth master cannot do it, we are not planning to have a meal for the rest of our lives."

As they were pushing, the five people smelled a tempting aroma of wine and meat.

"It's time to serve the food." The waiter shouted loudly.

Wuren... Oh no, the five people couldn't help swallowing at the same time. They hadn't had a full meal for several days.

"How great would it be for us to do this." Constable A whispered: "Can I tell him grandpa to believe it?"

Before he finished speaking, the waiter placed four cold discs on their table.

Then, from the tray, take off a plate of fat chicken, a plate of steamed fish, a bowl of buckled pork, and a plate of braised lion's head, and place it neatly around the cold dish.

He put down a jar of Erqu wine like a magic trick.

"Grandpa." Constable A shouted happily.
Chapter completed!