Chapter 91

For Huang Fuhan, the most fearful thing about the entire Dashang is not his nephews who are still young and lack experience, but this mysterious young prime minister, Xiang Chun'an. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A Shang Emperor Qingyan, who can become the prime minister of the largest country in the entire continent in less than a year, will definitely not be just because he is Xiang Kangchen's grandson. What kind of person is Xiang Kang Chen, even if he is a veteran of the Three Dynasties, he is just a martial artist! How could someone as shrewd as Emperor Shang value his descendants so much for this.

Time flies, and there are more than ten days before the Spring Festival! Although the people of Liaozhou are now poor, they still have to be lively and lively when they encounter such a happy event as the New Year, worship the ancestral gods, pray for a good harvest in the coming year, and have a good family......

The king of war has decided to be in Liaozhou for the Chinese New Year this year, and he will play with the people, and the people will naturally follow him. As early as the day of Laba, Xian Ge organized a group of people from the Yamen to boil Laba porridge and distribute it to the people of Liaozhou, whether it is a family or a homeless refugee, they can get a share.

At the end of the day, Xian Ge and the others were also tired like dogs, and told Poria to bring a copy of the freshly boiled porridge to Lan Shen, and sent someone to send one to Huangfu Han, and he returned to the courtyard with a small can, Si Yuchen and Mu Jingtan have been talking for an afternoon, and it is estimated that they have not eaten yet!

Sure enough, night had already crept in, and a lamp was lit on the stone table in the courtyard, but the posture of the two people did not change much. Xian Ge was helpless, put the boiled laba porridge on the table, and served a bowl to the two of them, "Why don't you know how to eat!" Ah Tan is like this, I haven't remembered, why are you messing around with him! ”

Xian Ge complained with a smile while serving porridge, and said that the curtain Jingtan was embarrassing, and said bluntly, "How can there be nonsense, this is not to see Yuchen leave tomorrow, let's talk about it!" ”

Si Yuchen also smiled and helped, "Naturally, it won't be like this on weekdays...... But now Jing Tan's body and bones look much better, it must be the credit of the string song! ”

This made Xian Ge and Mu Jingtan blush, for no other reason, one morning a few days ago, the two little ones who had just gotten up made a joke about it, and the husband and wife were interested in it at first glance, and naturally the rest was embarrassing.

Looking at the strange performance of the two, Si Yuchen, a ghost and a ghost, still doesn't understand, there must be something wrong with these two! Si Junzi hooked his lips and smiled, and did not continue the topic.

In the blink of an eye, it is more than ten days, Liaozhou City is now full of joy, every household has put down many unsatisfactory this year, and began to prepare for the New Year, some merchants can often be seen on the street to sell some gadgets, some of the doors have been pasted with bright red blessing characters, and the door of the restaurant or something is also hung with a new peach charm......

The string singer is stupid, it's okay to hold a knife and a sword, but it really can't be done if she holds a pair of scissors to cut window flowers! Mu Jingtan looked at the red paper in his left hand, and the string song of the scissors in his right hand had been grinding on these things for an afternoon, and he was so funny that he didn't expect this girl to be so stupid! Seeing that Xian Ge was worried but couldn't do anything with those few pieces of paper, he smiled very unkindly......

Hearing Mu Jingtan laughing at him unkindly, Xian Ge glared at him through gritted teeth, and finally threw a bunch of things at him angrily, "You come!" ”

I thought that Mu Jingtan wouldn't get these things, but I didn't expect this guy to be able to write and martial arts, and cut a window grille to look so good. The slender fingers held the scissors, and the beautiful string song felt that the scissors were all defiled by him, and deftly flipped on this piece of paper, the speed was fast for a while, slow for a while, and the eyes of the string song were dazzled.

After a while, a few beautiful window grilles came out of his hands. There are more than one pattern every year, a few swimming fish are playing in the lotus leaves, and the group surrounds the blessing word in the middle; There is also the style of fairy children sending blessings, two cute fat dolls holding a regular blessing character, well-behaved and lovely; There is also a favorite Fu Lushou of the string song, which is a few kind old immortals, and what is even more interesting is a palm-sized portrait cut out in the image of the string song, which is lifelike, and the thousands of machines wrapped around the waist can be seen clearly!

"Ah Tan......" Xian Ge's eyes widened in a daze, and he was speechless.

"Look, isn't it beautiful?" Mu Jingtan raised his eyes and glanced at Xian Ge with a smile.

Laughed at again...... Xian Ge is helpless, but it's really beautiful, no wonder he is so confident.

"Beautiful!" Xian Ge spared no effort to praise, "It's really beautiful!" ”

The curtain scene is proud.

Xian Ge took the portrait of himself and looked at it carefully, "It seems real, I didn't even know I could be so good-looking......"

"By the way, Ah Tan, how could you cut this!" There's something strange about the string song.

"My mother taught me." Mu Jingtan was a little silent, as if he didn't want to say more about this matter.

Xian Ge didn't think much about it, but just sighed that the old lady still has such exquisite skills! I really can't see it.

"Ah Tan, the window grilles you cut are so beautiful, I am reluctant to paste them!" Xian Ge was a little embarrassed and said, "Why don't I go to Aunt Wang to help me cut it, and then keep the ones you cut well?" ”

Mu Jingtan smiled, "It's cut and pasted, go and paste it, if you like it, I'll cut it for you in the future." ”

"Hmm!"

Xian Ge happily jumped up and down to paste the window flowers, and Mu Jingtan saw that the little girl was rarely so happy, so she went with him. The expression on her face disappeared in an instant, and she put on that gentle and watery smile again, and those who passed away should never let her know......

Cold winter wax moon, Chinese New Year's Eve.

Huang Fu Han took a group of people to celebrate the New Year in Liaozhou, curtain Jing Tan, Xian Ge, Lan Shen, Poria, as well as Xu Dynasty, the new officials of Liaozhou, including Huang Fu Han's personal soldiers and guards, all gathered in this small world to celebrate the New Year.

"It's been half a year, we've been in Liaozhou for half a year, this half a year ......, don't talk about it, today is the New Year, everyone is happier!" Huangfu Han was dressed in regular clothes, and his royal blue round-necked robe was embroidered with a unicorn, which was mighty and extraordinary.

"No matter how difficult the days are, we have persevered, and today our first glass of wine is dedicated to our brothers who have lost in this plague and flood, and to those who have died, may they find a good family as soon as possible, and be happy and healthy in the next life." Xu Chao's words said that the people present were full of enthusiasm and a trace of sadness, and in the blink of an eye, the brothers who were born and died were gone, and they were the only ones left this year......

"Well, respect them!" The King of War took the lead and slowly poured the wine in the cup on the ground, and gave it to the brothers who had died, and others did the same, and this year was not only for them, but also for many others.

The atmosphere of "......" suddenly became a little sluggish.

"Alright, alright, come and pick me up." Xian Ge came out of the kitchen with several dishes, in a hurry.

"Come on, Madame Mata, we're here for you!" A young man who is very clever and lively on weekdays turned out to be a dish in the string singer, "What are you still doing, a few of you are going to help serve the dishes!" ”

A few people next to him immediately ran away, jokes, if they don't go, is it difficult to let the prince or the curtain go? No kidding!

"I can't see that Madame Matamu's craftsmanship is so good!" An elderly master looks like an admiration, he is a strategist of the king of war, good at the art of war.

"I didn't do it all." The string song is modest.

I have to say that the craftsmanship of string songs is very good, and they have all been learned from Sister-in-law Gu since childhood, which is naturally good. Although Huang Fuhan didn't know the reason, when he thought of the porridge on the day of Laba, he still had an endless aftertaste.

The year passed in their laughter, without the fireworks of Kyoto, without family company, without family reunions, without royal family banquets, but everyone after many years has an endless aftertaste. When that person has stood at a height that they can't reach, they still remember that he didn't have the slightest swag that year, mingled among them, and everyone talked and laughed together, this is the joy with the people, the real joy with the people. (To be continued.) )