October is also called Yin Moon, which is derived from the theory of Yin and Yang. "Pure Yin is used to act, and he is disgusted with no yang, so he is called it." At the same time, October hibiscus shows small yang, so October is also called Yang Moon. The first day of the tenth lunar month is the Cold Clothes Festival, which is also the beginning of winter.

The people of Tokyo took five-colored paper to burn "cold clothes" in front of the ancestors' tombs to commemorate the deceased. The Han people valued the etiquette of memorial service the most. In order to prevent the ancestors from being cold and freezing in the underworld, they naturally had to burn five-colored paper on this day to send them clothes to keep warm, expressing the nostalgia of today's people for the old friends and carrying the compassion of the living for the deceased.

Of course, there are basically allusions on every festival, and these allusions are naturally spoken by the respected Mr. Donghan. A Mr. Donghan in Confucian uniform tells the origin of the Cold Clothes Festival in front of children. The story of Meng Jiangnu crying in the Great Wall made many children shed tears.

After Mr. Donghun, who was not very old, finished speaking, the children beside him urged him to have another one. Obviously, Mr. Donghun was an excellent person to get along with. He smiled and took out a wine gourd from his waist and said, "It's like this today. You should disperse quickly. The end of the month is the Holy Day. Then I will tell you about its origin."

A group of children were disappointed, but a scolding came from it: "Bold! Don't say it!"

Mr. Donghan suddenly put down the wine pot and coughed. Unexpectedly, he was choked by the strong wine in the wine pot. When he turned around, he saw a young man with red lips and white teeth standing up and glaring at him. Mr. Donghan secretly praised him as a pretty man!

"Why did this young man scold me?"

The young man blushed and said, "I just don't tell you allusions about the Holy Day! If you say it, you will definitely make you look good!"

Wang Anshi thought about it carefully and guessed it. He knew that the boy's clothes were from a wealthy family. He looked at his behavior and speech, and he must have come from an official. The surrender day was decided by Emperor Zhenzong. Most of the allusions were jokes. He planned to tell them to let the child distinguish right from wrong, but this young man was so angry that he was afraid he was a member of the royal family.

Wang Anshi's character is stubborn. If he says kindly to him, he can turn around, but the young man can't stand it when he argues with him. He rolls his eyes and says, "Why do you listen to you? Do you still want to commit crimes in broad daylight?"

After saying that, he lifted his clothes and put them on the bottom of the stone bench next to him, and slowly spoke: "Since the Heavenly Book, there have been more and more flatterers from all directions, and the last emperor likes them more and more. Wuwu, the Nine Heavens Command ordered the Shangqing Baosheng Tianzun to surrender to Yan'en Hall. On the eighth day, the emperor said that he dreamed of the divine man who had seen in Jingde, saying: "I ordered your ancestor Zhao to give you heavenly books and give you makeup again, just like the Tang Dynasty respectfully worshipping Emperor Xuanyuan."

On that day, there were five drums and one drum, and I heard the strange fragrance first. After a while, the yellow light came from the southeast to cover up the candle. I saw the Lingxian Yi Wei Tianzun coming, and the emperor bowed to the steps again. I wanted to worship six people, but the emperor ordered him to bow but not to bow. He ordered a bed to set up a seat, summoned the emperor to sit, and drank jade soup, which was as sweet as white as milk.

Then he left on the clouds. At the dawn, he summoned the assistant ministers to the palace and instructed the surrendered place. He also summoned Li Zongyan, Liu Cheng, deputy envoy of Zhaoying Palace in Yuqing, and Lan Jizong, and the chief supervisor of Lan Jizong. Xin Wei, he thanked the six rooms of the Taimiao. The imperial edict: "The holy ancestor is called Xuan and Lang, and the lower one is called Lang. He will not be punished. The first day of July is the innate festival, and the twenty-fourth day of October is the surrender festival."

As Wang Anshi said more and more, the young man's face became increasingly ugly. Finally, he shouted angrily: "Rareless! How can you laugh at the last emperor? You... you are rebellious!"

Wang Anshi smiled and said, "You can't talk nonsense. I'm just saying it. What's wrong with it? Besides, have your elders told you about these things? So what if I say something that is well-known in the world?"

"What are you doing to watch? Beat him up!" The little Langjun's voice became sharp, and the children were so scared that they could avoid it from afar.

The men who were originally sleeping on the side came forward without saying a word, bent down a little older and said, "Yanei, let's go. It would be great if the woman knew about it!"

Zhao Ling'er widened her eyes and said, "He is insulting the late emperor. Do you just ignore it?" The hat was a little too big, and the personal guard's face was not very good. He turned his head and glared at Wang Anshi viciously and said, "A good scholar must chew the tongue of the Tian family, study hard, and participate in the imperial examination."

Wang Anshi was startled by the eyes of his guard. He had never seen such murderous eyes before, but he said dissatisfiedly: "What? I plan to bully others with an evil slave? I, Wang Anshi, have never been afraid of anything!"

Zhao Ling'er jumped and said, "Okay! You all heard it. Even the father never regarded you as a slave. Now that you are being said by outsiders, don't you punish them?!"

Before Wang Anshi could report it, the group of personal guards had already become brave and brave. What the princess said was very true! The official family really never regarded itself as a slave. It was simply outrageous that this kid dared to say this!

"Father?!..."

Wang Anshi's body stiffened. He finally knew who the little husband in front of him was. He must be His Majesty's second son. The current second prince Zhao Yun, "It turns out to be His Highness the Second Prince..." He was taken down by a group of personal guards just now. The personal guards were not stupid. He knew that he could not kill this kid at will, but he could punish him a little.

So Wang Anshi's butt was opened. He was held down by his personal guard and he was unable to move with his butt. He was a scholar and did not have the strength to resist? The personal guard's whip was not an ordinary thing. It hurts when he twitched his butt. Even if he was stubborn, he still screamed.

Looking at Wang Anshi screaming, Zhao Ling jumped up and clapped his hands and said, "Do you dare to speak loudly! Grandpa's right and wrong can be said by this? The most important thing is to teach you how to be a human being. The father said that everyone has their own value, and they cannot be generalized or slandered at will! Brother Guard teaches him well!"

Wang Anshi's screams of being beaten naturally attracted the attention of many people, and some people who knew him said, "Isn't this the prodigy of the Wang family?"

Of course, some people who are interested in the fun asked: "Which Wang family?"

"It's the Wang family of the Three Huai Wang clans! If it's logical, these Three Huai Wang clans are still a little bit related to the Queen!"

No one didn't know about the aristocratic family in Tokyo, so everyone suddenly realized it and then sneered: "Oh... No wonder they are so arrogant! It turned out to be a member of the Sanhuai Wang clan. It's not good to provoke anyone, but they just provoke the imperial heir."

When the guards heard the onlookers say this, they stopped their actions. If they say that Wang Anshi is really from the Sanhuai Wang family, it would be that the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. After all, the Empress is also a member of the Sanhuai Wang family... It is difficult to explain that Wang Anshi was destroyed.

"What's wrong?"

Ouyang Xiu, wearing a meticulous public uniform, came over and frowned and asked the guard. He knew that he could not get the answer he wanted from Zhao Ling, so he directly asked the guard.

The personal guard coughed dryly and said, "This kid is talking nonsense in the market and talks about the right and wrong of the late emperor. The princess ordered us to teach a lesson."
Chapter completed!