Take the system to ancient times

Xinghe is completely desperate for Ren Tianze's bad taste.

This guy definitely did it on purpose!

Just laughing softly like this, the malice that didn't cause him much trouble before doubled in an instant, just like the feeling when he met a wild wolf outside the Temple of Earth when he first crossed, the warning signs kept ringing in his heart, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Now he really can't eat anymore.

The conditioned reflex released the aura of his whole body, and the aura automatically targeted the malicious person. For a while, Xinghe felt much better, but the other people in the room were not.

Ren Xingzhou is fine, he is already in the Qi-flowing period, and he can barely resist without being caught by Xinghe's aura.Ren Xingyun is only at the peak of bone refining, and he can't even move.The two concubines of the Zhao family and the Liu family are much better off without Ren Xingyun, but the Cui family is beyond Xinghe's expectations, and they don't feel much discomfort.

"Okay—"

Ren Tianze saw enough of the joke, and opened his mouth lazily.I didn't see how he moved, Xinghe only felt a slight blockage of internal energy, and the next second, the aura that intimidated everyone disappeared, and Zhao Shi, Liu Shi, Ren Xingyun collapsed to the ground.

After dinner, it was time for the vigil, but Xinghe was punished to go back to his small courtyard for self-reflection because of his unscrupulous openness in the main hall just now.

This is Cui's decision to be merciful because today is New Year's Eve, otherwise the place of introspection will be replaced by a small black room.

But Xinghe doesn't care.

It gets dark early in winter, and there is no moonlight to speak of on New Year's Eve, but when all the red lanterns in the yard are lit, the courtyard is illuminated as if it were daytime.

Well, cloudy day.

Yanshu knows a little bit of kung fu, but his lightness kung fu is not good. The 66 small lanterns on the Cangbai need to be lit one by one, and it all depends on him to climb up.

However, his task was not completed.

Yanshu people are clever, and they climb up trees like monkeys, but once a clever monkey weighs more than a hundred catties, it can't stay on the treetop for too long.

Most of the branches of cang cypress are very thick and can withstand the weight of an adult, but there are only a few newborns this year, which are still slightly slender, let alone adults, real monkeys will fall down when they come.

But Xinghe relied on his lightness skills before, so he insisted on hanging a few lanterns in such a place.It was easy to hang up at the beginning, but it jumped up high, and now you have to take it down and light a candle, but Yanshu can't handle it.

When Xinghe came back, he saw Yanshu lying on the tree, frowning at a small lantern.The four of them in spring, summer, autumn and winter gathered under the tree and pointed their heads up.

Qiu Ju was smarter, seeing this, she said, "Otherwise, I'll find you a long pole."

"Hey, that's a good idea." Yanshu said happily after hearing the words: "Sister Qiu is still smart, why didn't I think of it?"

Qiu Ju was teased by him, she was slightly ashamed, poohed him, and twisted her waist: "I'll go get the pole, and first stab you down, you glib little bastard.

"Ah, Mr. Saburo!"

As soon as Qiu Ju turned around, she saw Xinghe standing at the gate looking at them, she was startled and shouted.

When the other people heard this, they hurriedly saluted Xinghe, and Yanshu hurriedly climbed down from the tree, almost falling in panic.

"You don't need to fetch the pole," Xinghe said with a smile, and went to Yanshu to get the fire booklet: "I'll go and order it myself."

With a quick glance, he found only nine small lanterns that were not lit. Xinghe leaped onto the treetop lightly, and his luck lifted him up. Although the internal energy consumption was slightly higher than usual, he could easily stand on the most delicate treetop.

"Lang Jun's lightness kung fu is really brilliant."

Yan Shu was telling the truth, but also flattering him—the most brilliant level of flattering was to tell the truth.

Xinghe Qinggong is indeed brilliant, just standing on the top of the tree lightly like this, the treetop does not bend, it will not be heavier than a bird.But it is still early to reach the highest level of lightness kung fu like stepping on the snow without a trace and crossing the river with a reed.

Lighting up the small lanterns one by one, Xinghe extinguished the fire, and did not go down. Instead, he found the strongest trunk of Cangbai and lay down.

"Master?"

Chun Xiaqiu Dong saw that he would not come down when he reached the top, and even lay down, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

No matter what, Mr. Lang is still the master. There is only one possibility when he came back here alone without the master and mistress when he was watching the new year.

The maidservants in the great family all read and practice calligraphy, and some patriarchs love poetry very much, and the maidservants can recite the book of poetry by heart, and their education is comparable to that of poor families.

Especially the capable big maid, not only well-bred, but also highly capable.

For example, in spring, summer, autumn and winter, everyone guessed that Xinghe probably came back alone because he offended the head of the family and was punished [although it is not far away], but he would never say it to make Xinghe feel uncomfortable.

They just asked about his body with concern: "It's windy on the tree, you better come down, don't catch a cold."

Xinghe waved his hand: "I'll be fine, bring me a jug of wine, and you all go down."

There is also the custom of beating gongs, beating drums and wearing red and hanging colors to drive away Nian beasts on New Year's Eve, but such indecent behavior cannot be done by the host family.

Nursing homes, servants, and aristocratic families will always have someone to help them with anything.

But the host can't completely stop doing it.

When Yan Shu climbed up and handed the jug to him, the first knocking sound of the Patriarch Ren's courtyard came, "Bang——"

Then the slave guards who were on duty everywhere began to take out all kinds of things that could be knocked, and started beating them.The same is true for spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Xinghe laughed when he heard the voice.

He remembered that in Xinghua Village two years ago, he was the one who beat the gongs and drums at home to drive away the Nian Beast.

Well, that's not exactly beating gongs and drums. He knocked on broken bowls at home. The first time, because of too much force, he even broke one, and the old scholar had his brain collapsed.

Xinghua Village is not as lively as here, and it is not as interesting as here. Listen, these people can drive a Nian beast, and they can also knock out a set of cheerful rhythms in their voices.

They must not know that the beggars of later generations are the best at this skill, knocking on a broken bowl and singing the lotus flower.

The more Xinghe thought about it, the more ridiculous he became, he rolled his eyes and shed tears when he laughed.

Tsk, it's no use thinking too much.

Xinghe wiped away the teardrops, and poured himself a sip of wine from the jug, it was still sweet fruit wine, very delicious.

It's a pity he didn't like it today.

Lanterns in other parts of Ren's mansion were also gradually lit up, and Xinghe could see clearly from the tree.

It turns out that among the several owners, his small courtyard still has the fewest lanterns.

Not to mention the main courtyard, the lanterns hanging in the small garden to the east are much more creative than the Xinghe tree. Looking at it from his angle, he can see the word "Ping An".

But this direction is definitely not the most direct direction for people who visit the small garden. Xinghe bets that those red lanterns in the small garden may be able to see different auspicious words from different angles.

Next to the small garden is a small lake. In the middle of the lake is an exquisite cottage with only hanging curtains. A nine-turn corridor happens to lead from the small garden to the cottage.

The exquisite hut was originally the place where the tribute dancers danced, and the nine-turn corridor is an imitation of the resounding corridor built by a monarch for his favorite concubine in the Spring and Autumn Period. The echoes are loud, if a dancer wears special dancing shoes and dances on them, she doesn't even need an accompaniment, it will be very wonderful.

Now this hut and this promenade are also hung with lanterns, and it is obvious that the lanterns hung here are bigger and brighter than other places, almost comparable to being hospitalized.

The lotus falls—well, it’s the sound of the New Year’s Beast that finally died down after midnight, but the New Year’s Eve has to be watched until the early morning of tomorrow, so there must be other entertainment to help the host family through the long night.

In this day and age, dance music is the best entertainment.

So Xinghe saw a beautiful figure wearing a wide-sleeved flowing cloud skirt appearing in the small garden, and then stepped onto the long corridor.

"Ding~"

A shallow but long sound sounded, a bit like the vibrato caused by metal percussion, but it was a little gentler and less sharp than that.

Qianying slowly stretched out her right arm, her wide sleeves were windy, and the light gauze drape faded into a shadow under the moonlight, but it was this faint shadow that set off Qianying as if she was descending from heaven.

The beautiful figure slowly moved from stillness to movement, with more and more movements on the hands, waist, and feet, faster and faster, and the pleasant sound of ding ding rang out again and again, interweaving with the long echo before, playing a wonderful song music.

Xinghe was fascinated by watching, and was also fascinated by listening. While beating the time to the tune, he watched the beautiful figure dance all the way to the lake house.

The dancing figures never stopped, but the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, which also meant that the most shocking program had ended.

There were laughing and laughing voices from the main courtyard, mostly from Ren Xingzhou and Ren Xingyun, but Ren Tianze didn't make a sound for a long time.

It sounds like they are playing pitching.

Xinghe lay on the tree watching the stars for a while, feeling bored, a carp jumped down, said "go to sleep" to the five Yanshu who had been waiting under the tree, and went straight to the bedroom.

"Lang Jun... Hey Lang Jun, wait... This is really not good... I still have to guard at night..."

Yanshu has never seen anyone who has nothing to do and does not keep watch on New Year's Eve, and he is not sick or old. How can he just go back to sleep?

"boom……"

The door panel that was closed suddenly almost hit Yanshu's nose, Yanshu was startled, his eyes stared at the door panel in front of him like cross-eyed.

From the second day to the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, it is a good time for family members to visit relatives and friends, because after the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, all the adults with official positions have to go to work.

And in these ten days, the first day of the new year was a grand banquet for the officials, and the fifth day was Ren Tianze's birthday, and these two days had already been agreed by each family to be vacant.

Early the next morning, Xinghe woke up and listened to Yanshu's report: the master and the mistress took the eldest son to the palace to attend the banquet, and Mr. Erlang and Mr. Sanlang are invited to play at home.

He doesn't want to play with Ren Xingyun, Xie Zimo will definitely enter the palace this day...

Xinghe was thinking about what to do, so he listened to Yanshu and asked: "Master's birthday on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, has Mr. Lang prepared a gift?"