When the two Zhuangzi of Zhangwang and Wang were happy to watch the lion dance together, the county town of Sanshui County seemed to be more lively.
Sigong joined the army, Chen Yong’s head was still aching, so he was awakened by the sound outside, and was invited out by the county magistrate Cheng to have fun with the people. Average day.
The 200,000-ring firecrackers were divided into several parts by the county magistrate Cheng, and they were set off every once in a while to make the county even more noisy. There were also several lion dance teams, as well as various jugglers that drew exclamations from time to time.
Chen Yong and others don’t want to participate in this kind of joy at all. Listening to all kinds of sounds, they only feel that their headaches are splitting, but they have to clenched their teeth and insisted. It's all uncomfortable.
"My lord, look, is this auspicious place more lively than usual?" The county magistrate Cheng looked at these people and knew that they were holding on. Even so, he didn't plan to let it go, so he asked next to him. To consume their energy.
Chen Yong reluctantly made a smile appear on his face. "What the county magistrate Cheng said is that the people can be so happy, this is the ruler of the state, oh, the county magistrate Cheng also did a lot of heart."
"Master Chen is thankful. To manage the place and let the people live well, this is all the officials should do. Come, let me set off another 50,000 firecrackers." Cheng County magistrate said modestly, and greeted the firecrackers to be set off over there.
The sound of crackling sounded in everyone’s ears, and those who drank too much felt that they couldn’t help but vomit it out. At a critical moment, someone handed over a cucumber, and everyone hurriedly took a bite in their hands and finally felt comfortable. .
But before they waited for them to slow down, someone else offered wine. The county magistrate Cheng first took up a bowl, bowed towards the capital, and said, "My lord, the people are so happy today, it’s the grace of the Emperor. Mighty, the next official first respects the emperor for a bowl."
As soon as the voice fell, he immediately dried the bowl. When the others saw it, they wanted not to drink, but they didn't dare, so they raised their heads and poured it in. The bowl of wine was eaten, one by one gritted their teeth and refused to let them. I spit out something in my stomach. This wine belongs to the emperor. What does it mean to vomit
Someone brought cucumbers and dipped them with some spicy sauce, and they felt better in their mouths. The county magistrate over there waited for everyone to slow down, and raised the bowl again, "My elders, the moon is full today, and the next official wishes me a family reunion for the people. ."
He drank it. Chen Yong and the others would hate him to death. He took two deep breaths, raised his head again and put the wine in his stomach. , County Order Cheng did not continue to serve drinks this time, but chatted with everyone.
After chatting for a quarter of an hour, when Chen Yong wanted to propose to go in, a few people came out of those happy people, some holding a bowl, some holding a wine jar, approaching, walked out an old man with a beard and hair. Bai, ordered someone to pour the wine, held a bowl and said to everyone:
"Little Lao'er is an ordinary person in Sanshui County. Everyone said that thanks to the steady governance of the people in Sanshui, the little Lao'er respected the adults on behalf of the Sanshui people." He finished speaking, he took the wine. Give it a drink.
Majesty Cheng took a bowl of wine and drank it without even thinking about it. Others knew at first sight that Majesty Cheng knew this person and the wine would not be toxic. Otherwise, Majesty Cheng would never drink it, people respect. The wine, drink it, so for a while, three bowls of wine poured into my stomach again.
After seeing it, the county magistrate Cheng let them go and proposed to return to the yamen to enjoy the moon or take a rest. The group turned around like an amnesty, and when they arrived at the yamen, they declined the invitation of the county magistrate to drink and admire the moon. Go back to the room and fall asleep.
According to the instructions of the county magistrate, the people in the yamen lighted a lot of incense in everyone's house, and the doors and windows were closed tightly.
These people who drank too much were uncomfortable when they slept, and their stomachs were like tumbling and smoking. After a while, all of them vomited wildly. The vomiting was uncontrollable. Some people were waiting to drink and drink. Throw up again until you throw up everything in your stomach, and you're still vomiting.
Cheng Xianling didn’t feel well here. He vomited everything as soon as he came back, but didn’t lie down directly after vomiting. Someone boiled a bucket of hot water to soak in, and someone rubbed his head and took a mouthful. Drinking hot soup, sweating, and urinating several times, finally feel comfortable.
Then he fell asleep while squeezing his back and kneading his legs. From time to time, someone wiped his face with a warm towel.
On the 16th day of the first lunar month, the county magistrate Cheng, shaking his head, didn’t feel a headache. He drank some millet porridge, ate cucumber and pickles, and ate two meat buns. Knowing that the people like Chen Yong could not wake up yet, he went back and squinted. Half an hour, at noon, ordered people to prepare vehicles, and he personally went to wake up people one by one.
After a night of hangover and being hungry for such a long time, these people from the state opened their eyes and felt that their heads were about to split. After wiping their faces with a hot towel, they followed Madam Cheng to the view in a daze. Water pavilion.
When I got out of the car and saw this place, I knew that it was eating. I didn't want to eat at first, but I couldn't help being hungry. I also knew that the more I didn't eat, the more uncomfortable I was.
Waiting for the dishes to come up, everyone found that today was a full chicken feast. All the sixteen dishes were chicken made in various ways. The county magistrate Cheng again advised him to drink. He slowed down, and this time there was little food to eat. Everyone didn't want to drink anymore, and couldn't stand the scene. They drank bit by bit. When they ate the chicken, they found that they were all sweet and greasy.
Yesterday’s drunkenness hasn’t been relieved. A few drank and drank more. If you persuade you to eat, drink as you persuade, and watch others, whoever drank less will go over to toast. Two hours, all but the people accompanying in the yamen fell.
The county magistrate Cheng did not send them to the Yamen, but loaded them into the car and dragged them towards the real Luoshui River. The ice there was almost melted, and a boat was ready.
Sitting in the car bumped up, those people continued to vomit, tossing like this until midnight, and finally arrived at the river, one by one towed aboard the boat, and the night was over.
Song Jinggong also followed, memorizing the poem written by the little son, and preparing for another reception tomorrow.
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On the twentieth of the first lunar month, the spring thunder rang, and the first spring rain fell.
"It's been five days. It seems that the county magistrate Cheng has dragged down those people. Should they leave in a few days?" Wang Juan said relaxedly as he listened to the rain on the window.
"Almost, the news came back yesterday. Didn't it mean that the people over there are drunk every day? Song Jinggong should be famous now, or it's better to get a better reputation in the future. The rain outside doesn't seem to be heavy, so I can't make it happen. Fortunately, there will be droughts and droughts here too.
After stopping to go out to see, which place on Zhuangzi is suitable for digging and storing more water. This year, there are large locusts and drought on the east side of Taihang Mountain and Henan side. If we do it like that, it will be troublesome. "
Zhang Xiaobao is still worried. The history book is like that, but whoever guarantees that those who wrote it will actually write it out. The real thing may only be known by personal experience.
"Also, even if it is not dry, you can keep things for raising. I have a picture here. I draw it after listening to what they say. I don’t know whether it is accurate or not. When the weather gets warm, you can stay with me in Zhuangzi. Go up and walk around, I can draw pictures, come and see."
While talking, Wang Juan took out her picture, which was originally painted for the purpose of inserting a torch. He looked at it and pointed at a place, "Just this, my house is not far from the river. Just dig a ditch and you can lead it over, while the snow melts."
Zhang Xiaobao looked aside and read it a little bit. It is considered as an order. As for whether it is suitable, he has to check it out in person.
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On the twenty-fifth of the first lunar month, the weather is fine and the spring breeze is soft.
The county magistrate Cheng Lingxiang continued to wave his hands at the fading team until he couldn't see it. Then he put down his hands and let out a sigh of relief. He looked back at the people in the yamen with a smile on his mouth and his body swayed. Almost fell.
He finally completed the task and dragged the people here until they left. Ten days, the ten days passed, just like ten months passed. Every day, he had to arrange new things, eat, drink, and play in the office. Only Xian Cheng was left to handle government affairs.
During the period, Si Gong joined the army, Chen Yong and others mentioned several times that they wanted to visit the auspicious Zhuangzi, but they were all delayed by their own methods. As a result, everyone forgot when they drank too much. The only thing that made them unexpected. It's the master book Zhao Xiang.
At the beginning, I was worried that he would do things impartially and take people to the Zhuangzi. He didn't expect that when he couldn't drink too much on the sixth day, he actually helped himself entertain people. The amount of alcohol was a big one. He is like a okay person. He has never heard that he can drink, and has never seen him drink. This is a real person without showing his face.
"Ji Fang, thanks to you this time, otherwise they will probably pass. I really want to know, why are you helping this officer?" Cheng County Ling felt that he was powerless, but he insisted on asking the master Zhao Xiang. .
Hearing the words the county magistrate called him, Zhao Xiang frowned uncomfortably, but didn't say anything in terms of his name, and said, "If you go back to your lord, I want to eat cucumbers too."
After saying this, he stopped talking, turned around and walked back first. The others were stunned. This always rigid Zhao Xiang and Zhao Jifang would also be joking today.
A group of people also walked back. Zhao Xiang walked ahead, but in his heart he knew why he didn't expose the Zhuangzi. There is a young daughter and two sons in the family. The youngest daughter is five years old and is weak. In the end, she got sick and always wanted her to eat more, but this daughter was very picky and had nothing to eat in winter, but after having that cucumber, the little girl ate half a bowl more than usual at every meal. This made him grateful to the Zhang Family Zhuangzi.
Of course, this is not the only reason. The most important thing is that he thinks that the place has really leaked the recipe, and no new things will be produced in the future. It is a big loss to Sanshui County. These days, that place has been out. Many things, if so, please help.