In the Ji Mansion in the east of the capital, the people were busy.

"Mama Li, you go to the kitchen again to inform me and let the kitchen make more rose cakes to carry on your back, so as not to feel that it is not enough for a few brothers like last year...... The snow is so heavy, let's take a look at the road in the front yard to see if it has been cleaned...... "Chen is busy before and after, so busy that his feet are not touching the ground, except for three today's New Year, the crown princess and the prince will celebrate the New Year in the palace together, and they will stay in the mansion for lunch."

Throughout the year, at this time, the subordinates must always serve with twelve points of spirit, and there must be no mistakes.

Mama Li saw Chen's group and hurriedly smiled: "Madame, don't worry, the old slave has already prepared the kitchen, and there are a lot of osmanthus cakes, apricot cakes, and red date cakes...... The front yard is also guarded by Xiao En and Xiao Di. ”

Chen nodded, wondering if there was anything else he hadn't prepared, while Skyrim estimated the hour: "In a little while, they should all come." ”

Because the prince will spend the third day of the new year, all the uncles of the Ji Mansion also chose the third day of the new year to come to the Ji Mansion to pay their respects, rain or shine, and they dare not slack off.

"Little young master, little young master......" Gu Hu stepped into the courtyard, and saw Jun Dagou sitting in front of the window, holding his cheeks and poking a pure gold tumbler, without entering the house, just looking at him from afar, he could know that his young master was shaking a pair of Erlang legs at the moment, so he hurriedly trotted over, "Ouch, little young master, why are you still sitting here, the carriage outside is ready, and after a while, the young master should call someone to call you......"

As he spoke, Gu Hu turned his head and sat aside to serve Jun Chenxi's subordinates who were washing, "How do you serve the little master!" The hour is coming! The little master is sitting here dressed like this, if it freezes out, will you lose it?! ”

There are two little servants who are waiting for Jun Da Dog in the courtyard, although the two are older than Gu Hu, they are just sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, one of them is holding a blue coat full of gold edges, and the other is holding a cloak with white embroidered gold thread, and they confessed with a bitter face: "Brother Tiger, the little young master is ...... him."

The other continued: "Brother Hu, you hurry up and persuade the little young master, the little young master said that he would not go to the Ji Mansion with the third young master and the young grandmother to pay New Year's greetings......"

Gu Hu was startled: "Little young master, what's wrong?" ”

"If you don't go, you won't go......" Junda Dog continued to poke at the pure gold tumbler, his tone was casual, "Let's just say I'm not feeling well." ”

"How can this work?" Gu Hu hurriedly walked closer, lowered his head, and lowered his voice a little, "If the little one goes to tell the young grandmother like this, she will definitely ask Imperial Doctor Zhang to come over and check your pulse, the young master practices swords every day, and he is strong and strong, this excuse must not be hidden......"

After a pause, he continued, "Has the little young master forgotten that time on August 15 last year?" ”

Speaking of August 15, the corners of Jun Dagou's mouth twitched unconsciously, and he poked the tumbler in front of him heavily: "The most annoying thing is the imperial grandson!" ”

Gu Hu seized the opportunity, and immediately knelt on the ground and cried: "Little boy, don't let the little butt bloom, on August 15, the little one lay on the bed for more than a month before he could go down to the ground to serve the little young master's ......."

Jun Dagou stretched out his foot and kicked Gu Hu lightly: "Yuyue just let people beat you five boards, I let you lie on the bed for a month, and you still have the face to cry for me!" ”

The two little guys on the side hung their heads and couldn't hold back, and laughed in a low voice.

At this time, Gu Hu couldn't care about his face, and stretched out his hand to continue to pull the dead skin: "Little young master, my good young master, you should do well, pity the poor little one with fine skin and tender meat, last time I thought about the first offense in the small one, I only hit the small five boards, if you say that the young man is not feeling well this time...... The little ones might be beaten to death! ”

"In Jun's mansion, if he can break in, I will write him a uniform......" Jun Chenxi was indignant and stood up, "Change clothes!" ”

A sixteen-year-old boy, at the age of being like a flower and jade, Jun Chenxi wore a robe and a cloak embroidered with gold thread on his body, and he responded to the sentence "Whoever is young and full of grace".

Walking out of the courtyard, Jun Wan'er and Jun Yao'er also happened to go out of the second gate, and when they saw him, they all called: "Big brother!" ”

Junfu has a son and two daughters, the second daughter is still young, just turned ten years old this year, and it is especially cute to stand next to Jun Wan'er, who is fourteen years old.

Jun Dagou's eyes fell on Jun Yao'er, and when he saw that she was delicate like a flower, he frowned faintly.

A few years ago, I heard that the emperor's health has deteriorated in the past two years, and he wants to give the crown prince and grandson a kiss earlier, and the crown princess and the prince both love their second sister very much.

The second sister is still so young, and she is about to be killed by the emperor's grandson who kills the god with a cold face...... It's a waste!

Bah!

Jun Dagou shook his sleeves to wipe away the mess in his head, stepped forward to chat with his two younger sisters for a few words, and finally urged them to hurry up and get into the carriage under the words "It's too cold to chat in the snow, don't freeze". Jun Chenxi stood in place and saw with his own eyes that the carriage went out from the second gate, so he started to ride to the gate to Jifu.

The eldest master of Junfu is in business, the Jun family was named the imperial businessman, the third young master of Junfu explored flowers in high school in one fell swoop seventeen years ago, married the fourth lady of Jifu, and later started from the eight products of Hanlin Academy, and has been the current Ministry of Rites, which can be described as smooth sailing.

It's a pity to sigh at the third generation of the monarch's house.

When the little young master of the Junfu was born, it can be said that the nobles in Beijing were envious for a while, the emperor's holy decree gave the name, the prince took a nickname, and the imperial gift of the Nebula Sword, who didn't say the last sentence: Jun Da Dog is really a blessing!

But the wealth of the people is only three generations, and there is always a reason for it.

The little young master of Junfu is getting bigger and bigger, and the person is getting more and more handsome, but when he grows to twelve, he has not even memorized the "Three Character Sutra" completely, let alone the sage theory of Confucius and Mencius.

There is no way, if you can't study, you won't go to the official career, so you will take the sword rewarded by the emperor and follow the martial arts.

Junfu invited the martial artist to spare no effort to teach Jun Da Dog, the master has completely learned the swordsmanship, one move and one style is like flowing clouds and flowing water, full of beauty, but every time he competes with Ning Xiaoshizi, who also has the double green sword, he is always beaten down, ouch ouch and roll on the ground to beg for mercy.

The sword master has been teaching for three years, and he personally handed over the salary of the past few years to ask Master Jun to resign: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, my inability to teach Sun Qingyun will not make Sun Qingyun's swordsmanship, please find another high." ”

Master Jun struggled to keep it, but he couldn't keep the swordsman.

He thought, if his grandson can't learn the essence of swordsmanship, maybe he can learn boxing, legs, sticks, and the like?

After inviting all the famous martial artists in Beijing, Jiangnan, and Saibei, and letting Jun Dagou practice all the eighteen kinds of martial arts miserably, Master Jun finally slapped his thigh and woke up: Jun Dagou can't learn literature, and he can't learn martial arts, so he inherits the old business of Junfu and starts business!