The New Year is celebrated everywhere, and wherever there are Han people there will be celebrations, and the Nanli Palace in Phoenix City is no exception. Every foyer is hung with auspicious red lanterns, and every railing is wrapped with red silk rolled with gold threads.
, the palace maids, and the eunuchs were busy coming and going, and everyone had a smile on their face... But the imperial study room, which used to be the busiest at night, looked a little depressed on New Year's Eve.
Emperor Hong Leong is now in the royal study, and he returned here after the New Year's Eve dinner.
After a while, when midnight comes, there will be a grand New Year's Eve ceremony in the palace. At that time, there will be fireworks soaring into the sky and bright lights in the sky, and the bells will ring loudly throughout the city. This is also the climax of the entire Phoenix City's New Year's Eve celebrations, but in
Emperor Hong Leong did not feel very happy in this festive atmosphere that was so overflowing that even the heaven and earth could not contain it.
There is no special trouble, it is very simple. The young emperor of Nanli just feels that there is nothing to be happy about.
In ancient times, emperors called themselves "lonely and widowed". Perhaps in addition to being self-effacing, there was also a sense of self-pity in it. There were countless similar people in the world, but they had no companions. Most lonely and widowed people did not like to celebrate the New Year. Feng
Long shook his head, getting rid of this somewhat ridiculous idea, and asked casually: "It's Chinese New Year, what interesting things happen in the city, please tell me."
The eunuch who serves His Majesty personally is named Li. He is fat and big-eared. He is not very old, less than thirty. He has been with Fenglong since he was a child and grew up with the prince. When the prince became emperor, he also
One step to reach the sky.
When they were alone together, Eunuch Li did not need to be too strict with the emperor. When asked, he responded softly: "It's not the same as before. There's nothing special about it."
After saying that, Eunuch Li thought again and seemed to finally think of something: "By the way, there was some news from the post house just now..."
"tell me the story."
"The selected talents have been gambling all afternoon." Eunuch Li lowered his head and replied, but the corner of his eye was looking at Fenglong's face. If His Majesty was displeased, he would immediately condemn him.
"In the post house? Opening the table and shouting about gambling?" Fenglong did not frown, but showed a bit of surprise: "Everyone went?"
Eunuch Li responded: "Except for the three brothers of the Hong family, everyone has gambled together. Heikou Yao, Gui Gu, Huo Laodao, and Chen Hui also went."
Fenglong was even more surprised: "Everyone is gone?" As he said that, he laughed: "There was no fight?"
The emperor smiled, and Eunuch Li immediately followed suit: "No. The host of the gambling was Song Yang, chosen by Qingyang. I heard that there were some disputes in the gambling game in the afternoon, but he smoothed them all away."
Fenglong was very interested: "That young man who can't lick his elbows? Song Yang who poisoned the three brothers of the Hong family for three days as soon as he arrived at the post house?" The post house has its own spies from the palace, and they are there all the time.
The secret report was passed into the imperial study, and the emperor knew most of the movements of these talents.
Eunuch Li nodded: "It's not him. I also heard that he also made a new thing called... dumplings. He said he wanted to eat dumplings during the New Year. He bought the ingredients and made them by himself. Now in the post house, there are more than ten people
One person is gambling, a dozen people are busy making dumplings, and the rest are drinking and setting off firecrackers, which can be considered lively."
After finishing speaking, Eunuch Li did not forget to add: "This Song Yang is from Yan people."
The emperor did not comment, just smiled and stood up: "Change your clothes, it's time to go see that group of people. By the way, I want to ask whether this Song Yang is from Yan or Nanli."
Eunuch Li was startled: "Now? Long live my lord... I will pay my New Year's greetings later, and then all the officials will come back to see me..."
Before he could finish speaking, the emperor waved his hand and interrupted: "Put the mirror up, I don't want to stay in the palace."
When she came out of Song Yang's room, Ren Xiaoqian dressed herself up in men's clothing again, not only the clothes, but also the disguise. She must celebrate the New Year with him.
Song Yang tried to persuade him a few words, but it was only a few words. Song Yang still trusted Ren Churong's brain. She would help Xiao Zai cover up anything if she knew it. At the worst, she would treat it as a favor owed to Ren Churong, and she would have to pay it back by herself in the future.
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The dining hall was still lively, and no one else had much doubt about the little scholar who suddenly appeared behind Song Yang. There was a maidservant and a mute warrior beside him. It would not be strange to have more little scholars now. Xiaojiu
Of course, she wouldn't make it public. She had never been able to make a whole dumpling. At this moment, she had completely given up and went to watch the gambling game with her hands full of flour.
It was almost midnight, and the dumplings were basically wrapped. When the Qu family saw him coming back, they said, "Just in time, the dumplings are ready to be put into the pot, but I have to ask you how to cook them."
"Put hot water in the pot, add cold water twice, and once it's boiled three times, it'll be fine. Sorry for bothering you two."
Uncle Qu laughed, waved his hand and said: "What a big deal!" As he said that, he picked up a pile of dumplings and walked into the kitchen. There was a master chef who was on duty in the kitchen, and he also came to help. Not long after the dumplings were put into the pot, they were not ready yet.
When the cooking was done, there was a series of huge roars outside, which made the corrugated roof tremble slightly. A group of lively girls such as Xiao Zai, Xiao Jiu, Xiao Qi, etc. cheered in unison, and the message cannon in the city was loud, announcing to the whole city that the time had come
, the beginning of the new year.
The gamblers threw down their dominoes and the drinkers put down their wine glasses. Except for a few elderly people who volunteered to stay and take care of the dumplings, everyone rushed to the street and set off firecrackers and fireworks. The deafening sound of firecrackers came from all directions.
It surged up, faintly mixed with the long tolling of the bell from the palace.
Ren Xiaozuo stayed up every year, but this year was the happiest. The fireworks in the sky seemed to be more brilliant than in previous years. Her happiness came from her sweetheart. Because she was so happy, she was so happy that she temporarily forgot about Song Yang...
He was so happy and smiling, watching the flowers and setting off firecrackers, and was busy with Xiao Jiu, that he didn't even notice that another talented woman in the post house had walked beside Song Yang at some point, Nan Rong Youquan.
The fireworks were bright, making Nan Rong's Youquan even more beautiful. With a smile on his face, Nan Rong said quietly: "The head of the family said before that he would send someone to go with you to compete for the first rank to help you. But he never thought of it before.
Nan Li did not select warriors but strange warriors, so he temporarily changed people and replaced me."
Before Song Yang could speak, Nan Rong continued: "If anything happens during this period, you can come to me for help."
Speaking of this, she suddenly lifted up one of her sleeves and showed her smooth right arm in front of Song Yang's eyes, with a hint of cinnabar that contrasted strongly with her fair skin.
Then, without waiting for Song Yang to speak, she raised her left hand without grace, dipped a little saliva from the tip of her tongue, and lightly smeared the palace sand a few times... The red mole faded and disappeared quickly.
Three years ago, Song Yang cut off the three yang meridians of her hand with a needle stone, and then 'buckled' the palace sand. Nanrong's right meridian received a slight impact, which had no impact on the body.
Don't even think about getting a red mole, even if she is still a virgin.
"Nan Rong will definitely obey the order of the head of the family; but the favor Mr. Song gave me..." Nan Rong's voice was very soft, but the word 'favour' was very strong: "I will definitely return it."
Song Yang told the truth: "It's just a hemorrhoid, don't think about it all the time."
The smile on Nan Rong Youquan's pretty face disappeared, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he turned and walked away.
Song Yang stretched out and looked like he wanted to laugh. He probably understood in his heart that shopkeeper Rong at that time probably didn't understand that she was still chaste, but she didn't have the palace sand.
After all, a woman in her early twenties can’t tell the difference?
When Song Yang was making a joke, Emperor Fenglong, who had already entered the post house while taking advantage of the excitement of New Year's Eve, suddenly turned livid.