Everything will be affected by the whole era, such as the Tang and Song Dynasty poems from the heyday to the chaotic period of destruction, the style of poetry will undergo a very obvious change, from the heroic and gorgeous to the end of the road to the sadness of the end.

Xu Hao still remembers the masterpieces of modern Lu Xun and other literary writers he read, and to be honest, almost all the literary works of that period were deep, depressing, full of criticism and grief for China, which was also the darkest era in Chinese history.

If anyone says that the era of the Republic of China is romantic and beautiful, then I wish you to travel through the past and be your Republic of China people, don't think that a little culture can stand above 99% of the toiling masses who have no tomorrow today, the so-called sons and ladies of the Republic of China.

Yulan will have such a meaning in the Yuan Dynasty, July 15 is the Halloween Festival, the Han people who were killed by the Mongols are not allowed to live, wandering in hell is very bitter, trying to get out of life but unable to find a way. Therefore, if the living Han people can put a river lantern on this day, then a soul who died unjustly will be reborn.

The road from the underworld to the yang world, the silence and darkness can not see anything, there must be the guidance of the lights of the yang, the river lantern is a good deed, the righteous man who can live will not forget those dead souls.

Every year on July 15, people in many areas will put a river lantern, and this custom has been passed down to this day.

However, the children born on the night of July 15 are said to have a bad life, and they are not liked by their parents when they grow up, and it is difficult for girls to get married.

Boys have an advantage in this regard, and the yang energy is enough to restrain the ghosts, and if the family has money, it hardly matters. Girls are much more miserable, if they are exposed, they will harm their lives, and the government will not take care of them. Unless she is the only child of a widow's family. For the sake of the face of the mother's property, it doesn't matter what evil ghosts are, this is that money can make ghosts grind.

In the Yuan Dynasty, Yulan would be filled with a sad atmosphere, the country was ruined, the family was ruined, and everyone's mood was sad when the lanterns were released. In the Ming Dynasty, due to the strength of the country, Yulan naturally became a festive festival, and it was widely believed that putting lanterns was a good deed. The undead in the water will never harm anyone.

Countless kinds of lanterns are crowded from above, like the starry sky in the sky slowly floating, floating very slowly, quiet, and steady, just looking at it will make people feel refreshed.

The lanterns were held into the water by kind people, representing the light, Xu Hao and Mu Ningxue held hands, standing side by side on the bow of the boat, and there were thousands of spectators along the shore to witness it. There are so many river lights. It has far exceeded Xu Hao's expectations, and the number that cannot be counted, conservatively estimated to be no less than 100,000, carries the people's good wishes for a new life in Liaodong. Pray for the ancestors to protect the prosperity of the family and the abundant harvest every year.

The children on both sides of the strait cheered and jumped, their little faces flushed with excitement, and the adults could see it. Silently, intoxicated by the bleak and dreamy light of the river, the river illuminated by thousands of lights is faintly shining. The moon jumping in the sky on the water is really what a life to have, there will be such a good scene.

In order to protect this scene, Xu Hao knew that he would do whatever it took to pay a price.

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A month later, Danh Ninh.

Xu Hao looked down at his bare feet stepping on the gravel road by the lake, the sharp stones were heated by the afternoon sun, and the vast mist rising from the lake was like a white flame, scorching the old and weak women and children of Daning Mansion curled up in the cabin of the window, or hid in the bilge under the fishing boat.

Sadness enveloped the whole city, and the edges and corners of the stones pierced his heart deeply, Xu Hao slowly put on his boots, squinting his eyes through the scarred mesh of a dozen drying fishing nets, he saw the courtyard wall emitting black smoke and a pomegranate tree bearing fruit.

The cool breeze blowing from the cracks in the vermilion lacquer mottled courtyard gate, mixed with a faint smell of corpses, Xu Hao raised his hand and pushed open the gate of the palace that had been abandoned for many years, even if it had long been reduced to an abandoned mansion, he could not escape the catastrophe.

The corridor in the courtyard was among the wanton turtle back bamboos, crossing the collapsed dragon pattern shadow wall, Xu Hao walked aimlessly, and the dead body had been cleaned up.

The sudden Duoyanwei Mongols sacked the fortress, claiming that it was revenge for the imperial court for breaking its promise, and the city of Daning at that time was attacked by the enemy, more than 20,000 Han Chinese were killed and wounded, and the survivors escaped by fishing boats.

The corners of Xu Hao's mouth swayed with a sinister smile, it seemed that they had forgotten their original oath, and the death of one Han would be repaid with the lives of ten Tatars.

At present, the entire Liaodong 100,000 elites are pouring out, and the 100,000 troops of Henan and Hebei are also frantically pouring out of the Great Wall, and they are indiscriminately carrying out bloody revenge on any non-Wu race.

Of course, Xu Hao did not expect to truly and completely disappear a nation, so as to defeat the living force of Duoyan Sanwei and give the proportion of Han people an advantage.

I'm sorry Daning! This was a premeditated counterattack, and the court was implementing a strategy of long-distance and close-range attack, not choosing to engage Benjamin, but to eliminate the growing threat of the Duoyan Sanwei.

With apologetic footsteps, he walked towards the only remaining intact area, and walked out of the corridor into a small courtyard, where there were broken and large wine vats in pairs, and the debris on the ground was like crossing a dangerous canyon.

Walking to the pavilion where King Ning used to drink wine and talk happily, it was built with Xiangfei bamboo, and the yellow, orange and orange bamboo poles still had withered and shriveled bamboo leaves.

After King Ning left, it was obvious that there were still people living here, Xu Hao was a little surprised, and the path across the pavilion led to the bottom of the high steps of the mansion. There was a bamboo curtain hanging from the door, and when I looked through the curtain, the room was dark, and I only smelled a faint musty smell.

Lifting the curtain and walking in, it turned out to be a study. The study was very spacious, with a large bookcase in the middle and calligraphy and paintings on the wall, as if the Tatars did not understand the value of the study, or it was hastily revealed at night, or perhaps for some other reason.

In short, the study has also been abandoned for a long, long time, and there are porcelain jars piled up on the ground on the case, which seems chaotic and orderly. There is a semicircle on the side of the bookcase against the chair, which is probably because the owner often writes at the desk.

"Could it be King Ning's study?" Xu Hao glanced at a large lotus leaf-shaped inkstone with the lid uncovered, and the inscription turned out to be the word queen, and the condensed ink condensed half of the ink rod and a tube of brushes together.

He was a little confused, the good things in the entire Daning Mansion had been taken away, and if it weren't for his insistence, even the city would have been handed over to Duoyan Sanwei. Could it be that King Ning's son has secretly come? After all, this is the feudal country of King Ning's lineage.

It seems that from the moment he came in, he was suddenly shrouded in a fog, and it seemed to have entered the world of martial arts, full of suspense.

The breeze blew a roll of yellowed white linen paper open and closed, the handwriting on the paper was sloppy, Xu Hao did not touch the paper, he did not have the slightest idea of exploring the secret.

Without stopping, he stepped out of a small hidden door in the corner of the study, which was a long and narrow patio, and the eaves on both sides were close to each other, from which a strong ray of sunlight poured down, and the glittering air dust floated and chased freely in the pillar of light.

Through the sunlight, there is a blue cloth curtain within reach, and a few small white flowers are sparsely printed on the bottom of the blue cloth, cold and lifeless.

Xu Hao stretched out his hand to stop the guards from stepping forward, even if the environment was strange and scary, there was no grudge between him and King Ning, and besides, this was the Daning Mansion in the north.

As his left foot stepped over, he lifted the curtain.

A long snake swooped down on him, and the snake hung upside down on a carved bed's wishful tent, the snake's background was pitch black and colorful, the snake's mouth was violently open, its teeth were exposed, and the volley leaped only between a thousand shots.

The guards in the back showed a look of horror and despair, it was too late to stand up to protect the master, this was a poisonous snake, a pit viper very common in the Mongolian steppe.

Who knew that Xu Hao didn't care, his right hand pointed upward, and he had firmly pinched the seven inches under the snake's head

The guards were stunned for a moment, surprised, delighted and worshipped, this is the fearless greatness of the ignorant, daring Xu Hao thought that there could be no snakes in the Mongolian steppe, until he touched the cold and slippery touch, and his face turned white.

"Let it go, it's a fake snake."

"It's a dead snake."

Xu Hao, who couldn't bear to break out, let go of his hand, and scolded in his heart, wishing that the initiator would be killed with one shot, it was too fucking evil.

A woman stepped out from behind a row of screens, the light-colored silk screens were not smeared with a single word or painting, just like a plain sky after the rain, clearly outlining the woman's slightly plump outline.

"My lord, it's just a borrowed abandoned garden, except for the old people, widows, and children, all of whom have run away and died."

Sure enough, the evil door, a moon-white long skirt without any patterns, weak and loose cheeks under the simple combed messy hair, thick and ruddy lips are probably the only place on her body that is a little angry, it seems that she has encountered the plot in the Lu Ding Ji, don't live behind a room of widows, right?

Where are you, my son? Xu Hao really wants to ask, are you making a horror movie? Without the thought of staying for a second, he turned around and walked out.

The devil cares why a woman lives here!

Outside, Xiangyu pulled a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, with a round face, her eyes swollen like red peaches, and she was drowned in tears.

Suddenly, the little girl held Xiangyu's hand tightly with both hands, she was greatly stimulated, and said tremblingly: "My father and mother are dead." ”

The little girl cried heartbroken again, and the two little shoulders twitched, and the tears dripped onto Xiangyu's hands.

Xiangyu didn't ask how her parents died, and was slaughtered by enemies like beasts, all the way around.

Xu Hao, who escaped in stride, said without thinking: "You will be called Shuang'er in the future." (To be continued......)