Aoyama

The three Xu days after the winter solstice, the La Day, are commonly known as the Laba Festival.The imperial court puts a three-day rest for bathing, and the palace gives waxes and fats, and the atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger.

There was a warm golden sun shining in front of the gate of the Han Mansion, and when A Rui heard the sound of the carriage, he happily said, "Your Excellency is back!" Ah Xiang passed by, and approached, "Brother, why is the film department getting more and more popular now? Is it early?"

Mr. Han got off the wooden carriage, walked through the middle hall, and nodded to meet with several guests of the mansion.A Rui followed and asked, "My lord, where is the dinner?" Han Shui glanced at the backyard, then turned his head quickly.

A Rui smiled: "General Qi has gone to buy new year's goods for the young masters." Han Shui said: "Dinner is in the study, and there are still some business matters to be taken care of."

In the study room, on the red sandalwood table, there is a cup of white jade carved beans, the beans are empty.Han Shui reached out to take it, but without touching anything, he withdrew his hand again.A sweet smell of red dates floated in from the window.

"Qingyan, let's eat Laba porridge today." Qi Lin entered the room, holding a lacquer plate in his hand, his face reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun.Han Shui's heart skipped a beat and he almost spilled ink again.

In recent days, the general is warm and thoughtful, and the adults enjoy the joy of cutting off their sleeves and sharing their peaches. Every time I think about it, I can't help it...

Qi Lin knocked on the bowl: "Are you dumb?" Han Shui came to his senses and said, "I have an idea." Then, he became dumb again.Qi Lin had no choice but to serve a bowl of porridge himself.

After drinking, Han Shui finally opened his mouth: "We should have a reunion during the Chinese New Year. Although His Majesty does not allow you to leave the imperial city, the princess can bring Yan'er back to the palace to visit relatives. At that time, I will arrange..."

Qi Lin was amused: "Then, the four of you celebrate the New Year together?" Han Shui slowly stirred the porridge: "If you don't mind."

Qi Lin: "Master Han, what kind of strange hobby do you have?" After speaking, he smiled tolerantly, took a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to Han Shui's lips.

Han Shui turned his face away: "I'm not crazy, I can drink by myself." Qi Lin: "Open your mouth." Han Shui: "Just said that, what do you mean?" Qi Lin: "Open your mouth."

After half a cup of tea, Qi Lin finished feeding the two full bowls of sweet porridge. Han Shui pressed the corners of his lips with a silk handkerchief, his face flushed: "You bastard who waits for Israel." Qi Lin frowned: " Me what?" Han Shui smiled warmly: "Master, you are my master."

Of course, General Qi couldn't tolerate other men taking care of his wife and children, so he resolutely rejected Mr. Han's kindness.

Getting along day and night, the two of them gradually gained some trust, but this trust was only limited to the bed curtain.General Qi's taboo is not to talk about his wife and children, and Mr. Han's taboo is not to talk about the court.

In the court hall, what is discussed and considered is nothing more than one thing-New Year's Day Poetry Meeting.In this poetry meeting, the five sons of Xilun, Yan Xie, first wrote a letter, and then the Nine Emperors came to Lin'an in person with the ninety-five-year honor, which attracted a lot of wind and rain, and it can be said to be the world's attention.

In order to wash away the previous bad luck, Lin Shangshu gave Uncle Xiao an idea to make him happy, but unexpectedly, after hearing about it, Uncle Xiao was overly surprised, and before the new year passed, he got a cold.

It was the twelfth lunar day, two people dressed in snow-white velvet robes, with their sleeves pulled back, slightly nodding their heads, standing at the foot of Mingluan Mountain in the west of the city.Lin Shangshu's eyebrows froze, Chang Xueshi's lips and teeth trembled, and in the distance, Uncle Xiao Guo was wearing a golden sable and came on horseback.

When dismounting, Xiao Yu was determined not to be served by the guards. As a result, his old legs stiffened and he fell into the snowdrift.The guards surrounded him, but Du Lin Yun did not help him, with a look of admiration on his face, he saluted.

"In this dirty weather, Mr. Lin is really capable of calling the old man to this dilapidated place." Xiao Yu got up and smiled heartily.Lin Yun waved his sleeves: "Uncle Guo please."

In the snow forest, there is a warm river meandering, and the white mist floats on the river, just like a fairyland.Xiao Yu squinted his eyes, and saw a piece of eight-foot white jade beside a thousand-year-old pine tree.Inscribed in blood on the stone: Fengming Cangshan, enjoy Tai'an forever.

Lin Yun swept the stone surface with his sleeves, and solemnly said: "Back then, the congratulatory gift given by the Nine Emperors was inscribed with the inscription 'Huang Fei Qi Tian, ​​and a prosperous world together'. Now, it is not the destiny for the stone to accompany him and descend to Yunmeng." ?”

Xiao Yu stood in front of the jade stone, and for a long while, his gray beard froze into ice.Lin Yun and Chang Ming nodded and accompanied.At the end, Xiao Yu let out a long sigh: "Lin Yun, your scheming scares the old man."

Lin Yun: "This is a national matter, and it is also a matter of the royal family. Uncle Wanwang..." Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, Xiao Yu drew his sword and reached Lin Yun's fair neck.

Chang Ming was beside him, neither humble nor overbearing: "Uncle Guo, since it is a good omen from heaven, I think it is better to report to His Majesty first."

People want to show off, but they can't hide it, so Uncle Xiao Guo was forced to enter the palace once.Looking up, the Baizhang White Marble Avenue has never been so long, and the 72 jade steps have never been so far away.In front of the imperial court, he was out of breath and dripping with cold sweat.

After eighteen rows of candles, the empress sat leaning on the dragon chair, wearing a fire phoenix Huasheng on her hair.This state is extremely inappropriate, but beautiful and moving.

Xiao Yu raised his face with a complicated expression, and he saw through the thought flickering in the empress' eyes at a glance, it was a thought that could never be restored.

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty has heard about jade?" Yun Bing smiled: "Yunmeng lacks the king, and the Nine Realms lacks the empress. I am the Son of Heaven, and I should know the destiny." Xiao Yu knelt tremblingly: "Your Majesty! For the most important!"

Yun Bing laid out the previous hills and ravines again.Leverage his soldiers and horses, support him as emperor, and then, take his people, serve his country, govern temples, organize places...

Xiao Yu: "All of these are correct." Yun Bing: "Then what's wrong?" Xiao Yu sighed, and remonstrated on the ground: "If Your Majesty really wants to have a happy child with the Nine Emperors, it will definitely shake the foundation of the country!"

In front of the hall, the wind shakes the candlelight, as if there is a dragon's breath.Yun Bing closed his eyes, thinking silently.Xiao Yu remonstrated again: "This is the end of the matter, and the country is the most important thing. The old minister still advises His Majesty, absolutely must not shake the foundation of the country!"

Yun Bing: "You Xiao family, don't you usually hate Mr. Han the most, why are you still speaking for him now?!" Lost all sense of propriety, no emperor's demeanor.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu, a man of blood, turned back immediately: "The old minister can't afford to speak for a Yuhua prostitute. What the old minister is worried about is that the Nine Emperors will steal the country."

After listening, Yun Bing was bored in Zizhen Hall for several days without seeing any foreign ministers, and Uncle Xiao Guo had just returned to the mansion, he was caught with wind and cold and was bedridden.

In the middle of the month, Yun'an, king of Xiyong, heard the news and entered the palace, eager to face the saint.Yun Bing managed to squeeze out some patience, and said with a smile: "What advice does the emperor have?"

Yun An said: "Your Majesty knows which is more important." What he said was almost carved out of the same mold as the uncle of the country - the matter has come to this point, don't touch the country.

What Guoben refers to is Yunling, the eldest son of the emperor, who was born of Xuanniao and has no father.But everyone in the world knows that the force behind it is undoubtedly Mr. Han Shui, the head banner of the Ministry of Film and Television.

When my lord heard about this, it was the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the mansion was making dumplings, and the scene was lively.There are six kitchens, each with a large round table. On the table, there are white/powder dough, cabbage and meat stuffing, which are full.

More than a dozen pairs of bamboo chopsticks are moving back and forth, singing on horseback.Not to mention A Rui, even Xi Wu, Qiu Ban and other sons and masters are all doing delicate work in the kitchen, and no one dares to be lazy.

This scene was not because of the lack of manpower in the mansion, but because Mr. Han rolled up his sleeves, rolled up a piece of dough, and sat at the table.

While wrapping her stuffing, Xiwu looked out the door, avoiding Mr. Han.Qiu Ban was smart, and said with a smile: "The palace is really generous this year. They gave away dozens of carts for cured goods alone, and even a plum garden troupe." Han Shui's face was gentle, and he was full of stuffing.

In the main courtyard, the opera troupe babbled and sang the Jiangnan social opera "Linjiang Post" with flowing clouds and water sleeves.Figures came and went in a hurry, one after another wooden carts were pulled into various courtyards, upon closer inspection, they were all covered with embroidered gold blankets.

After moving the cured goods, Ah Xiang crossed his waist and said with a smile, "How else can I say, Mr. Han is so popular in front of the emperor." Qi Lin sighed: "This battle is different from the past, I am afraid that the emperor will ask him again What are you doing?" Ah Xiang didn't understand this, so he urged Qi Lin to go to the kitchen to help.

As soon as Qi Lin entered the door, he was chattering and laughing, and few people noticed him at all.Or, like Mr. Xiwu, he noticed it and didn't say anything.

"Qingyan, just now Tian Xu, Jing Lan and Dongqing all came to beg for dumplings, and I'll give them 66 dumplings each..." Qi Lin looked at Han Shui's handsome appearance, swallowed a mouthful of water, and sat down.

Han Shui handed over the dough in his hand: "Why do you call Dongqing the big brother?" Qi Lin: "Don't you all call him big brother." Han Shui smiled, moved his position, and Qi Lin was close to each other.

In fact, Qi Lin refused to take the princess to Beijing for the New Year, in order to have fun with Han Shui alone.But I don't want to, I can't be alone, but dozens of people live together.It also annoys me to think about it, what kind of strange hobby is this.

Han Shui poked Qi Lin with his chopsticks: "Look, if the princess and Yan'er come, it would be nice for us to sit together." Xi Wu covered her mouth and smiled, and Qiu Ban nodded like pecking at rice.

The more Qi Lin thought about it, the more gloomy he became, and he stopped talking.Every time Mr. Han returned home, with a warm smile on his face, and shouting "Master", he had to weigh in his heart whether his lord had killed another family, and whether he would fall ill at night.

Before he finished weighing, someone came in at the door to report that Su Mu and Ze Qi had arrived.A Rui patted the white/pink on his clothes, and wanted to greet him, Qi Lin said: "Let them make dumplings together!"

The author has something to say:

There are two versions of the Laba Festival, and the earlier day was chosen.

Uncle Xiao Guo is sick, yes, he is sick.

What General Qi has been doing during this time will be mentioned later.

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