The first emperor died and was succeeded by the young emperor.

Dongqing attaches great importance to filial piety, so naturally he will not change the year as soon as he succeeds to the throne, so the matter of changing the year name has been delayed from the beginning of the year to the first day of the new year.

Therefore, the new year is also called the first year of Seongjong.

If it is a peaceful and prosperous era, such a major event as the new year will inevitably be celebrated by the whole world.

Now it is different, Dongqing is divided, the princes are divided, and the prestige of the imperial court has dropped to the bottom.

To put it mildly, the little emperor's decree could only take effect near Chenzhou, and he went somewhere else, but it was just a roll of yellow cloth.

Jiang Pengji, as the lord, should receive New Year's greetings from the ministers in the state capital, but the Wanzhou state capital has not yet been built, and there are still many things for her to deal with in Chenzhou and Hujun.

When the people under his rule were reunited with their families, Jiang Pengji, Liu She and Liu Zhao got together and had a simple dinner.

"Happy New Year!"

Jiang Pengji changed into a new dress and accepted the New Year's gift from Liu She with a smile.

"Father, a healthy new year. ”

Liu Zhao is still dressed as a rich son, from clothes to accessories, he is becoming more and more exquisite.

Not to mention the clothing, just the flower and bird painting fan in his hand made of silk and red sandalwood as the fan bone is so delicate that it looks like a work of art.

"Sister, a healthy New Year. ”

Liu Zhao said the New Year's message and looked at Jiang Pengji with a blank look.

He likes elegant and expensive things, and the clothes and accessories he wears every day must be smoked before he is willing to wear them, and his daily expenses are not small.

With only the fixed monthly example given by Liu She, Liu Zhao's life was tight, looking forward to asking for a big red seal from Jiang Pengji in the New Year.

Jiang Pengji couldn't help laughing, she replied to the congratulatory message, and did not take out the big red envelope that Liu Zhao imagined.

Liu Zhao: "......"

I'm so wronged, do you want to continue to eat dirt next month?

When Liu Zhao was discouraged, Jiang Pengji said, "I have already sent someone to your house." ”

After Liu Zhao heard this, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to shout - long live Sister.

Liu She said quite unhappily, "He fights dogs and cocks all day long, he doesn't learn and has no skills, if you continue to be so used to him, you will rely on you in the future." ”

Liu Zhao was most afraid of Liu She, and when he heard him reprimand himself, he hurriedly hid behind Jiang Pengji.

Thanks to Jiang Pengji's tall height, where else would she be able to stop Liu Zhao?

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "If you rely on it, you can rely on it, and your daughter can't afford to support him." ”

"Sister-if you say that, can you ask your father to give your younger brother a monthly increase?"

Liu Zhao not only gnawed his sister, he also gnawed his father.

Sadly, after gnawing, he is still a moonlight clan.

No way, he likes a delicate and luxurious life, and his daily expenses are naturally small.

Liu She's expression twitched, if he didn't wear a sword during the New Year, he would have been able to draw his sword now, so that Liu Zhao knew why the flowers were so red.

A dignified man, who is so keen on eating soft rice, can he still have a little backbone?

There were only three people at the New Year's banquet, but this was the first time that Liu Zhao had celebrated the New Year with so many people.

In the past, in the back house of Liufu, Mrs. Gu Zhen lingered on the sickbed, and Mrs. Butterfly didn't like to see him, even on a big day like the New Year, he stayed in his yard and ate the dinner prepared by his subordinates. In his eyes, there is nothing peculiar about the New Year, except for the number of portions.

Liu She glared at Liu Zhao fiercely.

"Come over early tomorrow to say goodbye. ”

Liu Zhao's expression instantly fell.

Since Liu She retreated into the background and handed over all government affairs to Jiang Pengji, his life has been completely idle.

At first, I was a little uncomfortable, but after a long time, I felt happy, fishing, walking dogs, teasing birds, visiting friends, reading and painting every day......

He was happy, but Liu Zhao was completely depressed.

Once the old man is idle, he always likes to find things to do for himself, and Liu Zhao's life is becoming more and more sad, and he is caught doing his homework every day.

Forced by majesty, he obeyed for a while.

After a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply ran to Jiang Pengji's side for refuge.

My sister is my sister, not only did she not shelter him, but she sent him back to Liu She to receive the education of "love".

Hearing that Liu She asked him to go to ask for peace early tomorrow, Liu Zhao's scalp was numb.

"Sister-save the little brother-"

Liu Zhao lowered his voice, shook Jiang Pengji's sleeve, and his eyes sent out a distress signal.

In the wolf howl of the audience in the live broadcast room, "so cute", "let the aunt rub it", and "the anchor, you lack a brother and daughter-in-law", Jiang Pengji unceremoniously sold Liu Zhao, flashed sideways, ruthlessly abandoned Liu Zhao, who sent a distress signal to him, and threw him to Liu She for disposal.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the market reopens.

Xiangyang County, as the original foundation of Jiang Pengji, has been expanded again and again under her painstaking management, not only expanding the scope of the city wall, but also incorporating the surrounding villages into the outer city and replanning and repairing. Today, Xiangyang County is one of the most prosperous areas in the north.

After the New Year's Festival, the flow of people on the streets increased sharply, and in addition to locals, there were also many outsiders.

These outsiders are all Dongqing students who come here, some are from the scholar family, and some are from poor families.

In their habitual impression, Xiangyang County should be a remote and backward town, which has experienced the double crushing of the Tsing Yi Army and the Red Lotus Sect, and it should be depressed and cold at this time. Contrary to their expectations, since entering the territory of Marushu, what they saw made them suspicious.

Suspect what?

I wonder what age it is!

It is clearly a troubled era, but the territory of Maruzhou is a prosperous scene.

Dongqing was full of wars, and the princes of one side of the division were constantly clashing, and outside Marushu, you could see the ragged homeless people, but once you crossed the border, you could see the patchwork of fertile fields and straw tied in the fields, and occasionally you could see hard-working people and urchins.

Once in the city, they couldn't believe their eyes.

The streets are neatly planned, the eaves are lined up, the houses on the left and right are delicate and elegant, and the street vendors are all energetic and full of red light.

Not only are they in good spirits, but the clothes they wear are also very clean, and patches are rarely seen.

"Happy New Year. ”

In the streets and alleys, you can hear the sound of celebration full of joy.

"New Year's Well-being—"

A little girl in a red jacket stayed on the side of the road, tilting her head and looking at the vendor carrying the goods stupidly.

The peddler didn't hear it at first, but the little girl shouted seriously.

After a while, he squeaked and took a sip of saliva.

The peddler finally noticed the little girl, and when he saw her little pink face, his face became softer and softer.

Seeing the little girl looking at the home-made hawthorn fruit, he smiled and took one for her.

"Happy New Year, take it and eat it. ”

Just by looking at the child's dress, you can know that the other party is a rich and noble family.

"Thank you. ”

The little girl grinned and took the hawker's New Year's gift, and before she could put it in her mouth, there was a weak-looking boy beside her.

The boy looked only six or seven years old, thin and thin, but his expression was very old, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed.

"Uncle also has to do business, and he can't take advantage of it in vain. ”

He raised his hand to take the hand of the little girl in red, and with the other hand, he took out a few pennies from the money bag around his waist and gave it to the vendor.

After speaking, he took the little girl away.

The peddler took the money, saw the boy's outfit and the book basket he was carrying on his shoulder, and groaned in hindsight.

"Isn't this a doll from the Golden Scale Academy? ”