The main event of the signing party is still in the evening.
All the yamen are in the Shenzheng scattered value, and after the yamen is scattered, they measure the time for traveling, eating, voting ... for more than an hour, and it will be six or seven o'clock in the evening. It was already dark at this time, and fortunately, scholars often had to burn ointment and continue to read at night. As long as the candles were turned on, it would not be a big problem.
This period is also the time when the number of votes changes the most. The sergeants and officials who are not available during the day will take advantage of this time to visit the garden, and by the way, they will conduct the final and most intense voting.
From the 1st hour, the six gardens began to count the votes, and the number of votes was counted within two quarters of an hour. The six talents from Qian'an were restless, and after a while they asked how many they counted, whether the famous officials and generals they supported won.
In front of them, the shopkeeper was not able to talk about his secret operations. His brows were furrowed and the corners of his mouth were wide open. He didn’t know whether he liked it or worried and said, “There are too many voters. The Academy of Adviser and the Academy of Military Commanders will count one at a time, dozens of votes. Dozens of votes were smashed in, and the people counting the votes couldn’t even count them. There was a person who voted for Lu Bu, who was wearing Xichuan red brocade and Baihua robe, dressed exactly like Lu Bu, strangely dazzling, attracted A group of people followed and voted for Lu Bu, and in such a short time, Lu Bu would have won more than thirty votes from Prince Guan!"
In the Military General's Court, the romantic young man wearing a purple-gold crown with three-pronged hair and a hundred-flowered robe mentioned by the shopkeeper was standing in front of the ticket booth, photographed a stack of brand-new treasures, and shouted loudly, "This is your eldest grandfather who is here. Outside Shanhaiguan, the Tartars are fighting to the death, and all the military pay in exchange for their lives will be exchanged for Lu Bu's tickets!"
Lu Bu's tickets had already been sold, and it was too late to print them again. The shopkeeper Ji ordered the line draft version to be printed again, and the ink was delivered to the group of ticket buyers before the ink was dry.
At the same time, in the First Loyal Courtyard, Xie Ying, who was wearing the same color as Guan Yu, also held a stack of Guan Yu tickets also printed with ink lines and silently put them into the box. The few people around him who bought Zhuge tickets were all in color. Seeing that Guan Yu’s tickets could not be printed in color, they changed it to ink. For fear that Marquis Wu would be thrown away, they all felt extremely nervous. Silver went to buy tickets again.
In the First Adviser Academy, Uncle and Nephew Fei Hong, Cheng Kai, Guan Yong, Fang Ren and others from Jiangxi also took the tickets they just bought and voted silently for Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Cheng Yu and others.
In just an hour, military generals, advisors, loyal ministers...More than 300 tickets were issued in several courtyards, and the large whiteboard in front of the ticket office was filled and changed, and changed again and again. The shopkeeper Ji ran to the main courtyard and informed Cui Xie and Liu Caizi of the latest vote count.
The clothes prepared by the six people also changed every now and then, and then they all wore only underwear, and did not change their coats until the last moment.
Cui Xie stood by the wall to coordinate the overall situation, holding an ink pen to add and change numbers on the wall, analyzing the increasing gap between the numbers, and secretly made up his mind - too many tickets were bought outside, and the study room was too late to print a change for him. With more tickets, you can only converge the front line and fully invest in one group!
Lu Bu in the generals group had a huge advantage, but Guan Yu in the loyal ministers group had 140 votes, Zhuge Liang only had 132 votes, and Zhou Yu had 74 votes. As long as he votes here with all his strength, Zhuge fans will also strive to be the first adviser and spread out the votes, and Guan Yu will be able to secure the victory!
As for the other groups, it doesn't matter if they lose, the six talents of them are best dressed in bad clothes. If several people wear the same outfit, it will look too monotonous, and it will not look good.
He threw down the ink pen in his hand, his eyes flickered, and he turned to the Six Talents and said: "The time is approaching, I will go out to see the situation, a few brothers are sitting here for a while, and there will be someone to serve you when it is time to take the stage. The bottom of the table where the poem is written is made of high-quality log frames. I asked people to try it a few times with large animals carrying stones. It is very stable and there will be no accidents. Brothers, don’t worry.”
Three or four people followed him and stood up, shouting "Harmony" in panic, trying to tell him to stay.
They are not worried that the stage will collapse, they are only worried that they will face so many people after taking the stage, they will feel guilty and timid, and they will not be able to calmly write poetry!
The talented people wished they could bring him to the stage to be courageous, but unfortunately the scholar was weak, Cui Xie ran fast, and went out with a flick of his sleeves, leaving only the six of them to stay in the yard for hours.
The shopkeeper Ji was also clear-sighted, and when he left the courtyard, he grabbed a stack of tickets from his sleeve and gave it to him. I seem to have seen Xie Zhenfu bring people here, and he also likes to buy Guan Wang tickets, if I hadn't grabbed them quickly, I would have asked them to buy these tickets!"
Ask him to grab it and grab it, let Xie Ying experience the feeling of holding an idol on the throne with his own hands, isn't it good
Just as Cui Xie was about to talk about him, another thought flashed in his mind, and he praised the shopkeeper with a smile: "Thank you for stealing it, I'll go vote now."
I just happened to ask Xie Ying to see, this election, he has already contracted Guan Yu's championship for him!
The shopkeeper Ji said with relief: "This is our family's business. Naturally, we have to take what the son wants. The guests next to him have to ask them to wait. Since the son likes King Guan, he will ask them to print a few more large ones. Wang Statue, how many will you post in our house?"
Cui Xie shook his head with a slight smile on his lips, and said to himself, "I don't like Guan Gong so much, but I like Prime Minister Cao more..."
His voice was so low that the shopkeeper Ji couldn't hear it clearly, and he said "Huh?" from behind, but he ignored it and walked out of the courtyard with the inarticulate Henan Bangzi: "Respect Guan Xian, please listen: What's wrong with me treating you in Xuchang? Four plates and two fires for a meal..."
In the courtyard where he was campaigning for the first loyal minister of the Three Kingdoms, no one was watching the stage and the ancient shed, only a group of guests surrounded the ballot box. Beside the box stood two and a half-person-high wooden plaques covered with white pulp, with lanterns hanging high on both sides, reflecting the long list of the names of loyal ministers on the plaques, and the indelible letters below the names. Orthographic.
The back cover of the ballot box has been removed, and the votes inside are taken out and counted on the spot. The words below the names have gradually ceased to be added, but the votes of Guan and Ge at the front are still increasing, and the people watching both sides are worried.
Most of them have already cast their votes, and those who have votes are unwilling to stay here, and they will add to the competition between military generals, advisors and the Prime Minister's House. The counting time is coming to an end, and every increase in votes is like a heavy hammer on the hearts of people, and sweat is quietly coming out.
Just when the orthographic characters on the card were almost stagnant, a young man who looked weak and inconspicuous came from outside the hospital, but when he came in, he showed the power to overwhelm the sea and the mountains, lining up dozens of densely packed people. The crowd rushed to the ballot box and stuffed a stack of newly printed paper tickets into Guan Yu's box.
The person who counted the votes grabbed the new box and wrote down the tickets one by one on the sign.
Guan Yu's name has more than three more orthographic characters, while Zhuge Liang's name has only one more orthographic character during this period.
Victory or defeat is decided.
Guan Yu had twelve more votes.
Guan Yu was like the group in front of him shouting and laughing wildly. The people in Zhuge's team looked at Cui Xie angrily. Some even rushed to catch him, but were lightly stopped by a person wearing emerald pin gold. , twisting his arms and throwing it aside.
The man only said lightly: "Jin Yiwei is here, whoever dares to cause trouble, immediately pull out and stand, and are not allowed to participate in the poetry writing conference!"
The deterrent power of the three characters of Jinyiwei is chilling, and the pain of standing in a flail makes many people discouraged, but for those who are willing to spend real money to vote for the celebrities they admire, the threat of "not allowed to participate in the poetry meeting" is the only threat. A real tool for nailing their feet.
Everyone glared at the white-clothed son who grabbed the head of Wuhou and the green-clothed official who stopped them, and retreated to the First Counselor Academy with hatred.
The counts there may not be over yet!
After they left, the guests who voted for Zhou Yu, Dong Cheng, Dian Wei and others also left in a gloomy manner, preparing to participate in the poetry writing session. The guests who voted for Guan Yu gathered around to celebrate the big day, and when they invited the last voter to drink, they suddenly found that the person they were looking for was no longer there.
Not only did he not vote, but Jin Yiwei, who stopped a group fight, also left. The crowd searched back and forth for two laps, and when they saw that they couldn't find the two, they ignored them and walked to the main courtyard where the genius took the stage and wrote poems.
The count of each courtyard has come to an end. The gate of the main courtyard, which has been arranged for a whole day, is opened, and the palace lanterns are hung with flowers and trees along the road, illuminating the whole courtyard.
When everyone entered, the gatekeeper handed them a pot of hot tea and a packet of rice cakes. On the outside of the specially-fired porcelain pot, the numbers such as the first in dry characters and the tenth in Mongolian characters are written. The poem writing session will end later. The people who hold this conference will also draw a lottery based on the numbers. Those who win the lottery will get one. A mystery prize worth two silver coins.
Ask them what they are, but those who deliver the tea and food refuse to speak any more, just point to the inside to let them in and wait.
Although everyone did not hesitate to spend money on the heroes they admired, but they had the opportunity to get better from the merchants and felt at ease, so they each carried pots and cakes into the garden, looking for the portraits of the characters they supported, in that row. Sit down.
In the last five-American election, the home court was on the stage, and the five beauties came out to sing and dance one after another, but this time the stage was vacant at the back. A new circular high platform was erected in the center of the courtyard, with long steps leading to the bottom on all sides, and the seats below were built around the circular platform, and were also arranged in a ring shape.
There was no one on the table, but it was not empty. A circle of portraits lined up like a screen was reflected in the lights, and the shadows could see Zhuge Liang with a feather fan and a scarf, Guan Yu with a green coat and a red face, Zhao Yun with a white horse and a silver gun, and Jin Guanjin. The robe of Lu Bu...
The more people there are, the more clearly they can see.
Looking at it, the audience under the stage realized that it was not their eyesight that had improved, but that the screen was turning, slowly turning the people they could not see before them. And inside the screen in the center of the stage, there is a large amount of bright light, and the light reflected on the screen on the stage is as wonderful as a huge revolving lantern.
Everyone was stunned, they never imagined that this study could come up with a fresher form after the five-American election!
The pictures on the stage slowly turned twelve times, revealing the twelve people with the most votes in order to the crowd. After turning around a few times, the light from the enclosure suddenly disappeared, and the painting screen fell into a vague and dark state like when they had just entered.
However, another voice passed through the screen, as if it came from some deep place. It was not particularly clear, but it sounded in a low and loud voice: "Famous in troubled times, the arrows from Yuanmen are broken. Qian Junji, the first person in the Wuguan Three Kingdoms."
Someone in the audience screamed "Lu Bu"! The shouting became louder and louder, one after another, not only drowning the corner where the guest of the first military commander was seated, but also people from other places stood up to echo.
In the midst of the commotion, someone seemed to see a vague shadow emerging from behind the painting screen.
The candlelight on the stage lit up again, and the light came out from behind the screen, but a man wearing a brocade robe with flowers and a purple-gold crown pushed open the screen and turned out, followed by two boys dressed as stables, each standing with a lantern. beside.
Prince Wang, who was also dressed as Lv Bu in the audience, said "hey" and shouted excitedly, "This is Talent Tang! We went out of Qian'an County! I peeked at him in the early years when they first went out of the Three Kingdoms! Talent Tang! Like me dressed up as Lu Wenhou, Wenhou is the number one general in the world!"
All eyes fell on him in the half-court, and even Wan Hongbi couldn't help but look envious, regretting that he didn't ask people to do this before coming here.
The people brought by Wang Da Gongzi also applauded and cheered. Tang Ning glanced down at him, grabbed the Fang Tianhua halberd sticking with the bamboo stick in his hand, and gestured twice. He held a simple tin-cast loudspeaker in his left hand and shouted. Said: "Today's selection of the number one general of the Three Kingdoms is Lv Bu and Lv Fengxian. Tang Mouyi is one of the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms Criticisms by Six Talents", and today he is pretending to be the number one general to dedicate a poem to everyone!"
There was a commotion under the stage, some happy, some sighing, some noisy, and there were soldiers, yachas and Jinyi guards who came to watch the fun to maintain order.
However, the two boys beside Tang Ning suddenly blew out the lanterns, turning the stage into a dark place again.
The voices gradually subsided, and another voice resounded in the gloom: "Since I worshipped Taoyuan three times, my heart has been devoted to the sun. Changji Liehuang's kindness and righteousness are heavy, and he does not care for Cao Gong for gold and silk."
The sound in the garden was not yet calm, and there was another commotion. In a quiet corner outside the courtyard, Xie Ying heard the cries of "King Guan, Emperor Guan, Marquis Guan", his eyes flashed with bright light like starlight, and said with a smile: "Today, King Guan can win, thanks to you in the end. The vote I voted for is also a lot of votes I brought people... This occasion should be regarded as a win by the two of us, and it should be celebrated together! "
Choi Xie also smiled happily.
"I didn't expect you to come so early. I want to let you know the good news when Brother Wang and the others take the stage. You like Second Master Guan, I naturally want you to watch him become the first person!" He Blinking his eyes, he asked expectantly, "The people inside don't care about us anyway. Why don't the two of us find a secluded place and celebrate Guan Er Ye's selection of the first loyal minister?"
Xie Ying quietly held his hand, looked around a few times, and saw that there was no one around, and there was no place for Tibetans, so she bowed her head in relief and responded. Just as he was about to go out, he seemed to have thought of something when he suddenly said, "I remember a time when you were happy and insisted on pulling me around..."
As he spoke, he held Cui Xie's waist, and with a fight with his arms, lifted him to his chest, and turned him around a few times.
Cui Xie was almost not frightened, but when the wind blew and excited screams in the yard, Xie Ying seduced with a smile on his face, and the fright turned into joy, pressing his shoulders and laughing lowly: " Where can you hold and turn like this, you have to hold it against your chest. At that time, I wanted to carry you to the couch and let you sit on my lap, but you refused to hold you and refused to sit... "
Xie Ying held his waist and raised it up, let him sit on his arm like a child, put his face on his chest, and replied with a smile: "Isn't it going to be posted? I'll prepare it later. In the courtyard, you can just sit on my lap, and I won't say a word of tiredness after sitting all night."