Traveling through history leaving a name

Chapter 236 The Lantern Festival
Qinghefang is at the foot of Wushan Mountain, and the magistrate's yamen is here.

To the south of Pleasehefang are the official institutions such as the Five Mansions, the Taimiao, and the Six Ministries of the Three Provinces.

On the opposite side of Qinghefang and Yujie is the Imperial Medical Bureau and Deoksugung Palace, so this area can be regarded as the official territory.

According to the address, Zhang Qingfeng found the place where the lantern festival was held, which was the magistrate's yamen.

The magistrate's yamen is a large mansion, and there are many buildings in the mansion, including pavilions, towers, pavilions, and rockery gardens.

After Zhang Qingfeng took out the invitation letter, he entered the mansion under the welcome of a Xiao Si.

At this time, the mansion was already covered with red lanterns.

Inside, there are countless servants and maids walking through it, sitting in various preparations.

Na Xiaosi took Zhang Qingfeng to a yard to rest, and told him that the Lantern Festival would not start for a while, and he would come back to inform Zhang Qingfeng to participate in that time.

It is said to be a lantern festival, but in fact, the prefect of Lin'an, as a parent official, is going to observe the people's sentiments, then distribute some red envelopes, and finally say a few words.

And Zhang Qingfeng and others will follow behind the magistrate to cheer.

Zhang Qingfeng waited for about two hours in the room arranged by Xiao Si, and Xiao Si came back, and he took Zhang Qingfeng to a compound.

At this time, many people had already gathered here. According to Xiaosi, these were all invited by the magistrate to participate in the lantern festival.

"Yang Sanlang, many of these people are big figures with backgrounds, and you can't provoke them. If they are difficult to get along with, you must not conflict with them." Xiaosi finally reminded Zhang Qingfeng.

"I see." Zhang Qingfeng nodded.He came to the Lantern Festival mainly to make friends, not to have conflicts.

"Brother Liu is here! I've been waiting for you for a long time, come here quickly."

"Brother Sun, long time no see!"

"Brother Wu, what have you been doing lately?"

In the courtyard, countless people greeted each other, making the whole scene very lively.

Every time a person came from outside the courtyard, many people would greet him.

Until Zhang Qingfeng arrived.

Everyone found out that everyone didn't know this person.

"Who is this brother?" Someone asked Zhang Qingfeng.

"My servant, Yang Sanlang, was invited by the magistrate to attend the Lantern Festival." Zhang Qingfeng bowed his hands to everyone.

"It turns out that you were also invited by the magistrate. I don't know what your brother did before? Why haven't I met you?" Someone asked Zhang Qingfeng.Mainly to find out about him.

"This gentleman is the author of the Romance of the Gods." Before Zhang Qingfeng could speak, Xiao Si, who brought Zhang Qingfeng to the side, explained to everyone.

Hearing Xiao Si's explanation, Zhang Qingfeng was very satisfied, this B pretended to be very invisible.

However, it was different from his imagination that a group of people would get together like a fan meets an idol. When many people heard that Zhang Qingfeng was just a writer of novels, they all turned their heads and went on what to do, and the chat continued. Chatting, many people did not pay attention to Zhang Qingfeng.

This scene made Zhang Qingfeng a little uncomfortable. In the past few months, many people who heard Zhang Qingfeng's name would come forward and say a few words enthusiastically when they saw Zhang Qingfeng.

Today, he finally encountered a cold spot.

"So you are the author of Fengshen Yanyi. It's a pleasure to meet you." Fortunately, although most people are not very enthusiastic about Zhang Qingfeng, there are still a few people who want to talk to Zhang Qingfeng.

"Hello!" Zhang Qingfeng also greeted several people with a smile.

However, several people and Zhang Qingfeng nodded, and then left after asking some questions.

This made Zhang Qingfeng a little uncomfortable. With so many people here, he found that there was no circle that he could fit into.

After these people heard that he was just an ordinary writer of novels, they didn't want to make friends with him.

Zhang Qingfeng wanted to make friends with these people, but they ignored him at all.

Even the few people who said it was a pleasure to meet at the beginning, after asking Zhang Qingfeng some questions and satisfying some curiosity, they all went to the side to chat, and they didn't mean to have a deep friendship with Zhang Qingfeng at all.

After staying here for a while, Zhang Qingfeng felt a little uncomfortable. Everyone excluded him from the circle, which made him a little depressed.

"Since you don't bother to make friends with me, I won't put my face on your cold ass." Zhang Qingfeng thought to himself.

Today's Lantern Festival, he is going to be a transparent person, and he will go back after the Lantern Festival is over.

When the time reached five o'clock in the afternoon, more and more people came, and not long after, the people in the mansion arranged everyone in a banquet hall.

At this time, the banquet hall was already filled with tables, food and drink.

Zhang Qingfeng was assigned to a table, and the dishes on the table in front of him were the same as most of the others.

From this point of view, Zhang Qingfeng has a good impression, at least the owner here did not exclude him.

"Master Zhifu is here."

I don't know who said something, and soon, the banquet hall became quiet.

Soon, everyone saw a group of old men walking in from the outside talking and laughing.

"I have seen the magistrate."

Seeing the old man, everyone in the banquet hall saluted the old man one after another.

"You don't need to be too polite." The old man nodded to everyone.

Finally, several old people were arranged to sit at the main table.

Next, the old man said some scene words to everyone, and finally let everyone eat.

To be honest, Zhang Qingfeng was a little hungry, and when he heard that he could eat, he quickly ate.

The dishes prepared for the banquet were good, Zhang Qingfeng ate three bowls in one go.

Sometimes Zhang Qingfeng stopped to eat and drink a glass of wine when the magistrate made a toast to everyone.

"I wonder if Yang Sanlang has arrived today?" Suddenly, the prefect sitting at the top asked everyone.

The prefect of Lin'an is an old man in his fifties, who seems to be called Wang Buzhi.

Hearing the magistrate's question, some people were at a loss, while others looked in the direction of Zhang Qingfeng.

"Yang Xin has met the magistrate." Zhang Qingfeng stood up and saluted the magistrate.

"You are Yang Sanlang who wrote the Romance of the Gods!" The magistrate nodded to Zhang Qingfeng and said, "I heard that you wrote three poems in the examination room last year, and you were praised by Mr. Fang Weng. You are indeed young and promising." , I hope you can work hard this year and strive to be admitted to Juren."

"Thank you magistrate for your concern, I will definitely work hard." Zhang Qingfeng said to the magistrate.

Zhang Qingfeng was named and praised by the magistrate, which made many people in the banquet hall look at Zhang Qingfeng differently.

Next, the prefect named some other people's names, and praised and encouraged them.

After drinking and eating, under the leadership of the magistrate, a group of people came out of the gate of the government office.

Wang Zhifu sat in the sedan chair, and the others followed behind the sedan chair, slowly heading towards the Imperial Street.

As a parent official, the prefect naturally wants to have fun with the people on the Lantern Festival.

Many people saw the magistrate's team coming, and joined the crowd of onlookers one after another. There were hundreds of people around the magistrate, and with the onlookers, the line was hundreds of meters long.

However, seeing such a huge crowd walking forward, Zhang Qingfeng felt a little worried.

He worried that if the performance of the theater troupe caused too many people to gather and block the way of the magistrate, there would be some big troubles.

(End of this chapter)