August 10, Halloween Day.

Wang Bo led all the officials to the temple to kneel and pray, praying for the blessing of the saint, and at the same time praying for the peace of the country and the people.

But things often backfire, Guangdong is quite stable here, Guangdong miners have disappeared into invisibility, but Fujian and Jiangxi are getting more and more intense.

Just a few days ago, more than 300 people in Fujian suddenly broke out. Starting from Shaxian County and Jiangle County to capture Taining County, the official army garrisoned the site of the king and died, and the mutinous team then marched into Guangchang and Le'an, Jiangxi, and then went to Yongfeng.

It was really a wave of unsettled uprisings, which caused the two places to dispatch troops to counter the rebellion.

In particular, in Fujian, since the miners' rebellion led by Longyan, the cellar people in Tai Po and the boat people in Nanwan, as well as the displaced people in Nanjing and Yongding, have sounded one after another, resulting in the continuous ignition of war in Fujian.

But I don't know whether it's true or not, there is a book in the imperial history that impeached Liu Tao, the governor of Fujian, for slaughtering cattle and sending them to the people of the uprising, leading the soldiers to crack in the city and not dare to quell the rebellion, causing the court to surrender to him.

What is reassuring is that a piece of good news came from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Hu Zongxian, the governor of the seven provinces, was about to leave for Jiangxi to suppress the rebellion.

Among the current marshals of the Ming Dynasty, who can afford the title of "God of War", I am afraid that only this "Governor of the Seven Provinces" Hu Zongxian.

Since Hu Zongxian took over as governor of Zhejiang, the situation of the Japanese in the southeast has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and Wang Zhi and Xu Hai, the two largest gangs of Japanese bandits, have been eliminated, forcing them to move to Fujian, Guangdong, and other places.

Now, he is leading elite soldiers to quell the rebellion. Whether it is Wu Ping in Jiangxi, Zhang Lian in Guangdong, or Hong Zezhen in Fujian, I am afraid there is no possibility of victory.

Hu Zongxian's men had not yet entered the boundaries of Jiangxi, but they had already issued a notice to Jiangxi: All villagers and miners who were bewitched would return to their hometowns of their own accord, and the governor would not pursue them.

The effect is still unknown.

Lin Haoran was not overly enthusiastic about counterinsurgency, and dutifully deployed Guangdong's coastal defense. If the war does not spread to the coast of Guangdong, even if Hu Zongxian follows the anti-thieves to the ground, he can turn a blind eye.

At present, the Ming Dynasty wants to be truly peaceful and secure, but it is not to exterminate all the rebel forces, but to find a way to survive for the poor or bankrupt people.

In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming.

At this time of the year, Guangzhou City is particularly festive, and the competition for Oiran has attracted the attention of the whole city, and countless Lingnan talents are eager for it.

"If Lin Wenkui takes a fancy to that woman, it must be an Oiran!"

"In terms of talent, who can compare with the bamboo gentleman in the entire Ming Dynasty?"

"It's a pity that Lin Leigong has not participated in the Lingnan Oiran Club this time, which is really a big pity!"

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Although it is said that "there is no first in literature, there is no second in martial arts", but Lin Haoran has been praised to the sky by all scholars, and is regarded as the first talent in the world by many good people, and even the first talent since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

For him not to participate in this kind of elegant event, most people seem to be extremely sorry, and they all hope that Lin Haoran can fall in love with a certain Qinglou woman, and then leave a masterpiece for the world.

It's just that no matter what the outside says, Lin Haoran doesn't seem to know that there is such a thing as an Oiran Society. Every day is busy with official business, or playing chess with Wang Bai, Huang Hui and others, resolutely like an old-fashioned official.

In fact, how could Lin Haoran not know about the Oiran Society, in fact, he was starting from his personal interests, so he ignored this kind of grand event.

In the final analysis, Oiran is just a girl in a green house with some talent and beauty. With his experience in later generations, those big stars who are in their forties and still play sixteen-year-old girls are actually not as good as a third- or fourth-tier young and beautiful female model.

Most importantly, he is indeed too young now. If he stupidly leans into such a thing as an Oiran, he will definitely be made up to make up a series of charming things, so that the outside world thinks that he is a young talent, and this impression will be greatly detrimental to his future.

Determining what his future is and whether he can enter the cabinet in the future is never how famous his talent is, how many Qinglou women admire him, but whether he has the so-called talent for governing the country.

Before the test in the Guangzhou Mansion, the Oiran Club began to warm up, and until the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Oiran was released, Lin Haoran didn't take a look, and he didn't even know what the other party's name was.

When the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, a white full moon hangs high in the sky, rendering this ancient city as if it were day.

"Let's go, let's go to the Lantern Festival!"

With a wave of a little girl's hand, a large group of girls followed her to the door, and all the girls chattered into the street and went to the City God Temple together.

The federation office is behind the United Restaurant, in the flower hall of Nuoda, Yang Chunlai and others are wearing festive clothes, eating moon cakes, drinking tea and admiring the moon together, just like a family.

The moonlight tonight is indeed very good, even if there is no light, the people and things around you can be seen clearly.

Yang Chunlai is sociable, dominates the topic, and chats very cheerfully. While he was talking, he saw Liang Yi's son Liang Lianying leading a beautiful woman to appear.

"Huh...... This is this year's Oiran! ”

"What's her name?"

"I remember it as ...... Su Xiaoxiao! ”

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Yang Chunlai and the others stopped talking, but someone immediately recognized this as the freshly baked Oiran and looked over with interest.

This year's Lingnan Oiran is called Su Xiaoxiao, who is already twenty years old, and she is not considered to be a national color, but she is very charming, belongs to the type of royal sister, and has superb piano skills.

The reason why she was able to stand out and win the Oiran was not how good she looked or how talented she was, mainly because Liang Gongzi was willing to make money. In addition, the second generation of the United also helped each other, which allowed Su Xiaoxiao to win the Oiran very smoothly.

Hum!

Liang Yi sat in the back position, but he snorted heavily, it seemed that the nose was not the nose, the eyes were not the eyes, and he didn't look at this prospective daughter-in-law at all.

"I've seen your uncles!" Liang Lianying saluted everyone, and then solemnly introduced to his father: "Dad, this is the Xiao'er I often mention to you!" ”

"Xiao'er has seen uncle!" Su Xiaoxiao looked very nervous, and bowed to Liang Yi in a proper manner.

Liang Yi bit his teeth, and the green tendons were already rising on his forehead, and he looked at Su Xiao'er who was nervous with a vicious gaze. He was about to be angry, but when the words reached his throat, he suddenly swallowed them back.

But I saw a suave young man coming, and everyone smiled and said: "This official only accompanied Wang Gong and them to drink tea, so I have to come over and let you wait for a long time!" ”