"What is that?"

At this time, people from all directions in the capital were looking into the sky.

"Someone sets off fireworks during the day?"

"But the fireworks flew too high..."

On the nine-story pagoda located in the south of the capital, a few tourists spent half a day climbing to the highest point and looking down at the entire capital. They were excited and full of thoughts. Just when they were about to write on the wall, white fireworks burst out in front of them.

These people were stunned when they saw it.

"Are those fireworks?"

"How is it possible? The fireworks all over the city during the Lantern Festival are only three stories high. How can these fireworks fly so high?"

While they were talking, fireworks exploded one after another, which only made these tourists think about poems and essays while they were busy arguing about how high the fireworks could fly.

On the city wall of the east gate, the patrolling soldiers also looked at the fireworks with some curiosity.

"Someone actually set off fireworks in broad daylight." They all said, but there was nothing to stop at.

The patrol of the city continued until the leader stopped.

The gatekeeper at the East City Gate looked up at the sky again, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

"Look..." he said.

Have you seen it all? The soldier was a little puzzled and looked up again.

The fireworks in the sky continue.

"Fireworks can fly so high..." the prison officer said, looking shocked.

It’s very lively to watch from a distance, but it’s even more noisy for people right under the fireworks.

There were crowds of people outside a broad square in the east of the city. Seeing someone placing some bamboo tubes on wooden shelves in the open space over there, everyone had experience this time and reached out to cover their ears.

But I saw the people over there lighting the fire on the bamboo tube, and then ran away quickly. With a whooshing sound, the bamboo tube flew straight into the sky.

Everyone's eyes followed and they raised their heads.

With a bang, fireworks exploded in the sky.

The people underground were also roaring.

"...These fireworks are even more powerful than the star chasers at Li's shop..."

"...The star-chasers in Li's shop are really in vain, they should be called shooting stars..."

"...That's right, this should be called star chasing. Look at how high it flies...if it's night, it can catch up with the stars."

After a cup of tea, the fireworks finally ended, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air. The cries masked by the explosion of fireworks also stopped. The coffin over there was also buried, and the tombstone was erected.

The tombstone has no words.

The news quickly spread among the spectators.

“…It’s said to be judged by the world…”

"...It's also true that you have merit but are not recognized. How can you be willing to accept it..."

"...What's going on with these people?"

"...You've been following me for so long and you don't know? Are you just focusing on drinking?"

"...Yes, yes, there are too few drinks scattered on the street. Look at the two stacks over there. You can definitely grab and drink enough."

Along with everyone talking and laughing, there was a sudden scream from the front, and at the same time, there was the sound of heavy objects breaking.

What happened?

The crowd around them suddenly surged again. When they saw clearly what had happened, the scene exploded.

"My wine!"

Many people cried out loudly,

"Fan Shitou, have a good time!"

Fan Jianglin carried two jars of wine and threw them heavily in front of a tombstone and shouted.

"Xu Maoxiu, have a good time!"

Bang bang, two more wine jars broke into pieces.

"Xu Layue..."

"Fan Sanchou..."

"Xu Bangchui..."

Fan Jianglin stood in front of the tomb, raised his head, and shouted at the top of his voice, as if he had spent all his life.

One sound after another, one sound after another.

No matter how much you shout, no one will answer, never again.

There will be no chance to shout in the future, no more.

"...All people are of one mind...We share the same hatred..."

"... Loyalty and loyalty... to the bullfight..."

“….One is worth a thousand….Death is as good as sleep…”

"...Serve the country and save the head of Guizhou...Kill the thieves and find the title of marquis..."

A hoarse and unpleasant voice, a tuneless song shouted, accompanied by wine jars that were constantly being broken, wine flowing across the tomb, and the aroma of wine scattered everywhere.

This scene once again shocked the onlookers. Whether it was for wine, to watch the fireworks, or just to gather together, everyone fell silent.

"..recruitment to Jimen...the army cannot stay..."

"... A thousand gold buys a riding whip... A hundred gold buys a knife head...

On the hillside not far away, Qin Shisanlang slowly hummed and turned to look at Liulanglang next to him.

"How did I sing?"

Liu Lang was holding a wine bowl in his hand and looked at the crowd over there with a blank expression. Qin Shisanlang's words interrupted the humming of Fan Jianglin in his heart.

He snorted without saying anything and picked up the bowl to drink.

"Wait a minute, this wine is too strong, drink less." Qin Shisanlang said.

"Have you drank?" Saturday Lang looked at him and asked.

Qin Shisanlang looked at him and shook his head.

"No." He said, "Your sister is too particular about rules. She said it would be used to pay homage to her brothers. She said she could only drink it today, and it turned out that she could only drink it today. Before today, I will ask someone to snatch one from you.

Before I had a bowl of wine, I didn’t even smell it.”

Saturday Lang grinned.

"That's good," he said, picking up the wine bowl and drinking it all in one gulp.

He still underestimated the potency of the wine. He choked and coughed repeatedly, and his face turned red instantly.

Qin Shisanlang laughed.

"You too, haven't you seen how those people drank and ate, and how many people got drunk along the way. You still don't believe her," he said.

"So what? What's the use!" Zhou Lang coughed and pointed downwards, "Those people don't care about their business, they are just watching the fun. They can't even remember the names of Xu Maoxiu and the others. Could it be that

Do you still expect them to seek justice? Use them to spread the grievances of Xu Maoxiu and others? They will forget these five people in less than three days. No, they will forget it in less than three days."

Qin Shisanlang shook his head and looked at the crowd below.

"If they just saw this bustle, they would soon forget it, but now, they see more than just bustle." He said, "The mysterious identity of the owner of Taipingju Shenxianju Yichuntang, which everyone in Beijing is curious about, has been revealed.

Of course, these two bustles can make people talk about it for three to five days at most, or more for a month or two, but there is another bustle that is the most exciting in this matter.

The key and most important thing is..."

"Wine?" Zhou Lang said. He looked at the wine bowl in his hand before he finished speaking. The wine bowl rolled to the ground, and the man also fell down. Fortunately, Qin Thirteenth Lang had good eyesight and quick hands to catch him and prevent him from falling down.

Qin Thirteenth Lang threw Liu Zuolang down beside him and rubbed his arms.

"This kid has really put on a lot of weight after not seeing you for two years. He's so heavy." He muttered, looking at the kid on the hillside who was red-faced and snoring, grinning from time to time, and shook his head with a smile.

Accompanied by the sound of snoring, his eyes returned to the bottom of the hillside. The mourners over there were about to leave, but the onlookers had not dispersed yet.

"Wine, such a good wine, a unique spirit in the world, is only available once. It is a wine that is rare in the world. How can people who taste it forget it? Not only will they not forget it, but it will also become more and more stale in their hearts.

People who haven’t tasted it will not forget it. Not only will they not forget it, but they will also regret not eating it.”

"The most unforgettable thing in this world is not to forget."

"And it will become more unforgettable as time goes by."

"As long as you think of today's wine, you will think of today's events, and you will remember the five brothers of Maoyuan Mountain."

"As expected, this wine will be called Maoyuan Mountain from today on."
To be continued...