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In this way, about half a month has passed, and it is very close to the end of the year.

Wen Tianxiang was still fighting in Guangxi and Ali The Hague, each with its own victories and defeats, and news came to Leizhou from time to time.

With the current military strength of the Southern Song Dynasty, it is really impossible to defeat the Yuan army, and it is not easy to block Ali Hague.

The tense atmosphere gradually spread to Leizhou. However, this still did not stop the joy of the approaching New Year.

More and more shops on the street put out New Year's goods one after another for people to buy, and the people have a share of the land, and they seem to be willing to have a lively New Year.

The streets of Haikang Prefecture seem to be recreating the lively scene of the Oiran Tournament.

Li Yuanxiu has been buried in a grand manner, and Zhao Dongting personally gave him a funeral, accompanied by nearly 10,000 soldiers, and countless people from Leizhou.

Xiulinbao plotted to assassinate him, and the story of Gonggong Li's sacrifice for righteousness had already spread all over the world, and everyone respected this old eunuch who sacrificed his life for the emperor.

Of course, among them, there was no impetus from the Southern Song Dynasty court. After all, this can improve the cohesion of the people to the imperial court.

Zhao Dongting has also sent people to start building temples on the island where Xiao Jin died, Huanglong Temple and Zhongwu Temple.

The assassination of Qizhou Island had already come out of the mouths of the captives of Xiulinburg. Zhao Dongting and Le Wu now know that it was Murong Hao who led the people. When she first heard the news, Le Wu scolded Murong Hao, who had become a dead ghost, as the biggest traitor in the world, if it wasn't for Zhao Dongting to stop her, she was afraid that Mo would go to the mass grave to pick up Murong Hao's corpse and crush the bones and scatter ashes.

But in any case, Murong Hao is dead, and Xiao Jin's revenge can be said to be avenged.

Zhao Dongting still remembered the oath he had made on that island, as long as he killed the enemy, he would build a temple for Xiaojin. Now, it's time for him to fulfill his vow.

Yun Jin stayed in the Zhizhou Mansion and learned the secret weapon technique with Ying'er. Zhao Dongting rarely climbed the roof again, and went to her courtyard every night to listen to her play the piano and sing.

What he listened to the most was Man Jianghong.

After Concubine Yang learned the news, her mind was so lively that when Yun Jin saw Zhao Dongting later, her face was always a little weird.

At the armory workshop, all those parts are almost forged.

In the days when it was close to the end of the year, Haikang County became even more lively, recreating the grand scene of the Oiran Conference.

At the same time, the latest version of Bai Xiaosheng's Jianghu list has also begun to circulate among the people. In the Southern Song Dynasty, there was already printing.

Yun Jin and Le Chan were on the Hundred Flowers List at the same time.

Although Li Yuanxiu died, he was also ranked on the list of masters by Bai Xiaosheng.

This made Zhao Dongting have a strong interest in this Bai Xiaosheng, this person, as if he knew everything, was really mysterious.

He also asked people to buy a copy of Bai Xiaosheng's list and take it to the dormitory to watch.

Li Yuanxiu, the eunuch of the Great Inner Palace, has extremely high internal strength, is good at King Kong and the devil's palm, and has fought hundreds of martial arts masters alone in the head of the palace in Qizhou, killing dozens of them, and retreating with his whole body, ranking sixty-sixth on the master list.

Yunjin, the new Oiran of Leizhou Mansion, the national color is fragrant, quite a Xi Shi heart-warming state, now in the Leizhou Palace, the eighteenth in the list of hundred flowers.

Le Chan, the wife of the young castle lord of Xiulinbao, is as cold as ice, her eyebrows are picturesque, she doesn't know where to go after the imperial court exterminated Xiulinbao, and she ranks tenth on the Hundred Flowers List.

At the same time, Zhao Dongting also knew Murong Chuan, Le Wuyuan, and Hong Wutian were also on the master list.

Among them, Hong Wutian's ranking is extremely high, and he is actually the ninth on the master list. This beggar emperor is good at the beggar gang to learn the dog stick method and the dragon descending palm method, and he has practiced to the point of being superb. The most famous record is that more than ten years ago, he went to the Shuzhong Hidden Sword Pavilion to challenge the sword god Kongdangzi, who was already at the top of the master list at that time.

The supreme extreme realm, that is the realm that countless people in the rivers and lakes dream of. Those who can have the slightest hope of landing can be described as peerless masters.

As for the Wushan fairy at the top of the list of hundred flowers, Zhao Dongting has never seen it.

He was also a little curious, with the assets of Yunjin and Le Chan, he couldn't even rank at the top of the list, so how beautiful the Wushan fairy was.

It's finally the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Leizhou Mansion is very lively, and the sound of firecrackers is non-stop. The system of dividing the fields did make the people full of good feelings for the Southern Song Dynasty.

It was still early in the morning, and countless people spontaneously went to the outside of the governor's mansion, knelt on the ground, and thanked the emperor for his holy grace.

The immeasurable view is also a sea of people, mostly for the ups and downs of the Southern Song Dynasty court.

Zhao Dongting sent people from the Ministry of Finance to distribute silver money throughout the city to help poor people and beggars as a sign of the emperor's celebration.

At noon, the ministers and their families were invited to a banquet in the Zhizhou Mansion, and the cups were changed at the banquet, and everyone forgot about the troubles of the Yuan army for the time being.

Yang Shufei has been immersed in sadness for these days and can't extricate herself, seeing such a lively scene, her mood is finally better, and she finally smiled.

Especially when she looked at the three daughters of Le Wu, Ying'er and Yunjin, the smile in her eyes was even stronger.

She didn't think that with the three daughters on her side, how long Zhao Dongting could hold it. It won't take long for her to hug the emperor's grandson.

After Yang Yidong's death, Yang Shufei was concerned about this matter.

Zhao Dongting handled the major affairs of the imperial court in an orderly manner, and there was no need for her assistance at all.

In front of the ministers, Zhao Dongting announced that he had made a meritorious contribution to Dongyang, was awarded the deputy state order, and was given a first-class official robe, and no one objected.

At this point, Xiang Dongyang can be regarded as completely on the political stage of the Southern Song Dynasty.

At night, the lively atmosphere in the Zhizhou Mansion finally cleared up slightly.

Zhao Dongting woke up from sleep, still slightly drunk, but he was pulled by Le Wu to set off fireworks.

He got out of the quilt and walked outside with his clothes on, only to see fireworks blooming in the dark night all over Haikang County, which was extremely gorgeous.

It's the New Year.

This was his first year in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Le Wu stared at the fireworks in the air, pouted and said, "Your Majesty, my sister used to take me to set off fireworks during the New Year." ”

Zhao Dongting couldn't help but laugh when he saw her aggrieved appearance, and then sent the eunuch to buy some fireworks outside the palace.

In a short time, many guards were led by the eunuch and brought in many fireworks.

Music and dance are full of joy.

Clusters of fireworks rushed into the sky of Zhizhou Mansion and turned into clusters of brilliant starlight.

Zhao Dongting's mood gradually and completely let go, playing with music and dancing, grabbing fireworks, and laughing constantly.

Ying'er looked at and smiled beside her, and after a while, she invited Yunjin over.

Yun Jin walked over in a white palace skirt, looking at Zhao Dongting who was playing with music and dance, but after a while, he couldn't stop crying.

Ying'er exclaimed: "Sister Yunjin, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yun Jin just shook his head and said nothing.

Later, Zhao Dongting also noticed that she was crying, so he asked Le Wu to play by herself, walked next to Yunjin, and asked, "Do you miss your brother?" ”

Yun Jin couldn't suppress his crying, and choked up: "When I was still at home, my brother would take his slaves and maids to set off fireworks like this every year, just like the emperor and your sister Le Wu." ”

"Alas......"

Zhao Dongting looked at the little woman with pear blossoms and rain in front of him, and he didn't see pity.

At this moment, he forgot the age of this body, raised his hand and touched Yun Jin's head, and said, "If you want, you will treat me as an elder brother in the future." As he spoke, he couldn't help but take Yun Jinrou's boneless hand and said with a smile: "Let's go, my brother will take you to set off fireworks." ”

Yun Jin was stunned, and then burst into laughter. At this moment, the beauty is incomprehensible.

Maybe she is destined to be a canary in a cage for the rest of her life, but she is willing to be Zhao Dongting's canary.

Ying'er looked at it and smiled even sweeter.

Later, more and more people set off fireworks outside Zhao Dongting's dormitory, and even Yang Shufei and Zhao Yu were brought in.

I'm afraid no one would have imagined that the last few remaining royal families in the Southern Song Dynasty would play like children in this deep palace, smiling innocently and romantically.

Zhao Dongting asked the eunuchs to set up a bonfire and taught them to barbecue, so that more and more people gathered in the square outside the palace. The cooks in the imperial dining room, serving his palace and Concubine Yang Shu, the eunuchs and palace maids of Zhao Yu's bedroom, Zhao Da, Zhao Hu's brothers, and even Yue Peng and others who were on duty in the palace were also brought in.

Later, Zhao Dongting remembered that Xiang Dongyang had no family, and sent someone to invite him.

On this night, there were no monarchs and ministers here, only a group of ordinary people celebrating the New Year.

The fireworks kept coming.

The bonfire gets bigger and bigger.

The air gradually fills with fragrance.

Zhao Dongting held the laughing music and dance with his left hand, and the rhyme brocade that cried and laughed with his right hand, and a large group of people held hands in a circle and danced the bonfire dance around the bonfire.

Watching Yang Shufei and the others hurriedly learn the dance steps they taught them, Zhao Dongting's heart was finally no longer so lonely.

This is his home.

The Southern Song Dynasty is his home.