[Chapter 69 - Chinese New Year's Eve] A year is not a difficult one

Chasing Shadow Palace and Sun Moon Villa also came with letters one after another. Since Zhao Wu had told him before leaving, Qin Shaoyu naturally wouldn't break his mouth and talk nonsense, but just replied to the request mentioned in Chu Yuan's previous letter, promising to send the disciples from Frost Dyeing Island to Nanyang to monitor the movements on that side. As for Ye Jin, he was extremely puzzled, why his brother cared so much about Tianchen Sand and Golden Silkworm Thread, and refused to say who was Gu.

In the Sun Moon Villa, Shen Qianfeng said: "The emperor refuses to say, so why do you have to ask." ”

"I didn't ask." Ye Jin poured a cup of herbal tea and felt very tight. Before, he didn't have the slightest interest in Tianchensha, but he couldn't stand receiving a letter every three or five days, and it was inevitable to be curious after a long time, and sometimes thinking about it in the middle of the night was just scratching his heart.

"If you really want to know, why don't I take you to the royal city?" Shen Qianfeng said, "You will know when you meet." ”

"Who do you think he is, the second fool on the street?" Ye Jin patted his chest, "I don't want to say it in the letter, and I won't say it when we meet, I can't talk nonsense when I ask in a hurry, and I don't know each other." ”

Shen Qianfeng said: "If the situation is really urgent, the emperor will say it even if he doesn't ask, and he is not in a hurry at this time." ”

"Celestial Sand." Ye Jin held his cheeks, "Why don't you go to Nanyang in person." ”

Shen Qianfeng said: "Okay." ”

"Okay?" Ye Jin came back to his senses, "I'll just say casually, the sea route is long, I'm afraid it's not enough for a year." "The son of the Shen family, and the recognized leader of the martial arts alliance, how can he have so much free time.

Shen Qianfeng smiled: "It's been a year, it's just Nanyang, if you want to go, I will naturally accompany you." ”

Ye Jin blinked, feeling that this person was faint, and his eyebrows and eyes were also extremely heroic.

Good looking, and good-looking.

The reply of Sun Moon Villa was as always, saying that he didn't know what Tianchensha was, and he had never heard of a kung fu in this world that could control the golden silkworm thread. However, he added that the rivers and lakes are so big and there are so many strange things that they can't be full of words.

Chu Yuan sighed in his heart and put all the letters away.

At the beginning, the letters in the southwest province were still once a month, but later they gradually decreased to one every two months, and then delayed for three months. After disassembling it, the content was the same, saying that his brother was all right, and Chu Yuan even felt that Duan Yao had written a stack at a time, and then took out one letter every month and sent it to Wangcheng.

Spring goes to summer, autumn rain is dense, and it is extremely annoying to rain down. After dealing with the political affairs, Chu Yuan held the previous umbrella and left the palace alone. The night was dark, the streets were very quiet, the people went home early to rest, only the red lanterns at the door of the inn, and the faint singing from the song shop in the distance, added a little fireworks to this slightly cold long street.

In the alley around the corner, an old couple had just set up a stall and were preparing to eat. Chu Yuan stopped and asked, "Is it the old Zhang family's wontons?" ”

"Yes, Childe." The old man smiled and said, "I am Zhang Quan, the best wontons in this royal city, all stolen from my small stall." ”

"Trouble the old man to cook a bowl for me." Chu Yuan closed the umbrella and sat under the eaves and poured some heat into his palm.

"Childe has a hot cup of tea first." The old woman said, "It is fried with grain, and it has the aroma of wheat." ”

"Thank you, old woman." Chu Yuan looked around and said, "On such a cold night, is business good?" ”

"It's not good, but after so many years, everyone is used to it. If you don't go to the stall on a day, people who are traveling at night won't even be able to eat a snack to satisfy their hunger, and it's not good. The old man put a big bowl of shrimp ravioli in front of him, "Childe uses it slowly, it's not enough." ”

"Hmm." Chu Yuan smiled and took a spoon to take a sip of soup.

It's fresh.

"If you're sick, you'll naturally lose your appetite." I had a fever before, and someone brought a big bowl of dry mixed wontons into the palace, "Eat this, the best old Zhang wonton in the royal city." ”

"In the middle of the night, eat wontons?" Chu Yuan asked.

"You should eat at night and grow meat." Duan Baiyue helped him up, "This wonton has a big temper, he sleeps during the day and only comes out at night, just around the corner of Yunmeng Street." ”

Chu Yuan picked up the chopsticks and reluctantly ate one.

Duan Baiyue asked, "How?" ”

Chu Yuan said: "It's tasteless, it's still bitter." ”

Duan Baiyue paused and said, "Because you suffered from the wind cold." ”

Chu Yuan was funny, but obediently ate a big bowl of wontons, and then said, "It's just tasteless." ”

"When I'm cured this time, I'll take you out to eat." Duan Baiyue said, "The soup wontons are more delicious, fresh and sweet. ”

Chu Yuan leaned back to the head of the bed: "Okay." ”

It's just that although he said yes, the affairs behind him were complicated, and none of the two of them thought about eating this bowl of wontons, so they dragged it out until now.

Under the dim oil lamp, the old woman and her husband cooked soup and cut noodles one by one, laughing and chatting about the short things in the family, and said that they would take time to rest for a few days and go to Purple Cliff City to see their little grandson. The number of guests gradually increased, and Chu Yuan drank the last sip of soup and got up to go back to the palace.

"Your Majesty." Sixi Gonggong was so anxious that he was relieved to see him come back.

When the emperor went...... Southwest.

Chu Yuan took off his cloak and said, "But who is looking for me?" ”

"No, it's quiet." Sixi's father-in-law passed hot water, "It's the middle of the night, the emperor won't have to leave the palace alone in the future." ”

Chu Yuan said: "Wen Aiqing has a reply?" ”

"Yes." Sixi is fair, "The letter is in the imperial study, can the emperor read it now?" ”

Chu Yuan nodded.

Sixi's father-in-law trotted all the way to fetch it, and turned on the lights a little more.

Wen Liunian's days in Yunlan City were extremely nourishing, although he failed to persuade Chasing Qin Shaoyu to become a general, he was also mixed with the Chasing Shadow Palace. There are not only ways in officialdom, but also friends in the rivers and lakes. This time, Chu Yuan asked him about the strange things in Nanyang, and he replied with a thick stack, which can be described as heaven and earth compared to the safety of the Southwest Mansion.

The first talent of Da Chu, there will naturally be no shortage of books to read. From the geographical distribution of the Nanyang island countries, what the countries make a living, what the temperament and temperament of the successive lords are, and what customs the people have, they are all clearly written - compared with the orthodox survey records of the Great Chu Library, it is naturally not 100% accurate, but there are also advantages, that is, the sources are mixed and fast enough, and the content is varied, and there is everything, even including the romantic history of the lord of the White Elephant Country. It's just that from beginning to end, there are very few records about the country of Filipino-Burma, only that the sea is rough and rough, and the ships can hardly get close. Every once in a while, a large black ship would slowly sail out of it, selling some witch potions to passing merchant ships. The people above were uniformly dressed in black robes, and their bodies were covered in tattoos, which was no different from the rumors. Since there was no fresh melon and vegetable to eat on the sea, many sailors and merchants were prone to illness, so the business of witchcraft was very good, and even if the price was high, it was still in short supply.

Black ship black robe. Chu Yuan put down the letter, but remembered the descriptions of those tide cliff people, and it was the same.

Is it really the country of Filipe Burma? Chu Yuan frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and wrote a reply letter to Wen Liunian, which was sent to Yunlan City quickly.

Another month passed, and the shadow guards who had been sent to the East China Sea also returned, saying that there was a white fog around Tidecliff Island, and it was impossible to break in. Moreover, the merchant ships have regarded it as an ominous place, and even if they make an extra month's detour, they do not want to approach the tide cliffs, saying that there are man-eating beasts that will drag the ships to the sea.

"What can local officials do?" Chu Yuan asked.

Shadow Guard said, "No." ”

Chu Yuan shook his head in his heart. The Chaoya clan is not under the jurisdiction of Da Chu, and if something happens in the surrounding seas, the people can take a detour, and it is not an accident that the officials are too lazy to meddle in their affairs.

The person stationed in the East China Sea is a relative of the Chu family, nicknamed the Sea Dragon King, because of his outstanding military achievements, he was given the surname Chu by the emperor, and according to the generation, Chu Yuan also called him an uncle.

It's just that this uncle is also an uncle who doesn't make people worry.

Chu Yuan sighed slightly, according to the current situation between the DPRK and China, if he wants to wait for the real prosperity of the Qingming people to be stable, I am afraid it will take a few years.

Seeing that another January will be Chinese New Year's Eve, and after Chinese New Year's Eve, it will be regarded as a turning over the year.

The time was not too difficult, Chu Yuan thought to himself, at least it was much better than he had thought before.

In the southwest mansion, Duan Yao cooked dumplings and carried them to the Houshan Ice Room.

Nan Moye opened the stone door and said, "It turns out that today is the New Year." ”

"Well, Chinese New Year." Duan Yao said, "On Chinese New Year's Eve, the city is lively. ”

Nanmo smiled evilly: "It's good to be lively, and it's good to be lively, which means that everyone has a good life." ”

Duan Yao said, "Can I go in and see my brother?" ”

Nanmo shook his head: "No." ”

Duan Yao said, "Hmm." ”

"When you practice, don't let anyone disturb you." Nanmo patted him on the head, "It's okay, don't worry." ”

"Then I'll go back first." Duan Yao said, "Come back tomorrow, Aunt Jin is making flower cakes." ”

Nanmo said, "Add more honey." ”

Duan Yao finally had a smile on his face, turned around and ran down the mountain.

Nan Mo Xie walked into the cave with the food box, Duan Baiyue still had her eyes closed, and she was recuperating her internal breath.

"It's New Year's Day today." Nan Mo Xie sat across from him, "You and I have also been in this ice room for too long, and we have actually forgotten about it. ”

Duan Baiyue said, "Hmm." ”

"Here, try it." Nanmo Xie handed him the chopsticks, "I think it should be lively and noisy tonight in Dali City." ”

Duan Baiyue took the chopsticks, faint cyan lines appeared on the back of her hand, and her side face disappeared in the darkness: "The royal city is more lively." ”

"Yes, how can it be called Wang Cheng otherwise." Nanmo pretended not to understand, swallowed the dumplings in a big gulp, and complained, "It's pork stuffing again, and it doesn't change every year." ”

Duan Baiyue smiled: "Master should go back to the house tonight, at least celebrate the New Year with everyone." ”

"I'll go back and do something, go back to a bunch of little ghosts, it's a headache, and Yao'er will be a year-old worm." Nanmo said, "It's good here, it's quiet here." ”

Duan Baiyue sandwiched a dumpling and put it in his mouth, as expected, he couldn't taste anything.

Nanmo is concerned: "Eat slowly." "Eat it slowly, maybe it will taste salty.

Duan Baiyue said: "If you eat slowly, seeing the master gobbling up like this, I'm afraid that there won't be a few left on this plate." ”

Nanmo Evil: "......"

Duan Baiyue continued: "This year has passed quickly. ”

From this point of view, the next year, another year, should not be too difficult.