At the end of the year, the Ming Marquis Mansion was established, the system was not perfect enough, all aspects were a little general, and the handling of affairs was not efficient enough, so the affairs naturally became more.

Today's military meeting, tomorrow the south study will pull Mu Jing to discuss government affairs.

Too busy to keep your heels on the ground.

But this kind of busyness is down-to-earth, because under such busyness, the achievements of the Minghou Mansion this year are presented one by one in front of Mu Jing, which makes him quite comforted.

At the beginning of the breakthrough of the pass, nine deaths, it can be said that there is today may not have tomorrow, what a worry, after going south, in order to obtain a place to recuperate, regardless of the fatigue of the pastoral soldiers, also entered Hanzhong.

One battle after another, calculated again and again.

Now it can be regarded as finally getting what he wants.

With the place of Hanzhong to recuperate, Mu Jing's heart can be regarded as steady, at least he is no longer rootless duckweed.

Under such a down-to-earth day, the new year is coming as scheduled.

Three years of early peace.

This is the third year of Jinzi's accession to the throne, and it also represents that the Han family has begun to enter an era of princely separation.

On the fifth day of the first lunar year, it was a rest set by Mu Jing himself.

The yamen of all ministries, except for the officials on duty, the rest of the officials have a five-day holiday, but they can wait until the fifth day of the first year of the new year before they start to order.

In fact, although the court in this era has no clear regulations for the New Year, there is also a period of time to strike the dynasty, waiting for the New Year, and then going to the court, but under the troubled times, everyone grasps the development of strength and does not care very much.

But the pastoral scene is different.

The combination of work and rest is the way to go.

He didn't want the officials of the Minghou Mansion to be so dedicated every day for 365 days a year, this was something that couldn't be done, and he wouldn't force it, when it was time to rest, he still had to rest.

By the way, he also gave himself a vacation.

The Jingping courtyard is quite lively.

"What is this?"

"I can see that this is Madame's word!"

"Why isn't it the prince's?"

"Whisper to you, the word Junhou can be seen unacceptable, Madame often says, the word of Junhou is like a three-year-old child!"

“……”

On the main entrance, Mu Jing is pasting couplets.

There were no couplets in this era.

But when Mujing came, a couplet appeared.

It's just a celebration.

"Uncle Sibao, go higher!" Under the support of the guards of several Jingping courtyards, Mu Jing personally climbed the wooden ladder and pasted this handwritten couplet by Cai Yan.

It's a simple couplet.

The cross-link is: all the best.

The left link is: Fuzhao family door everything is prosperous.

The right link is: the millennium prosperity of the treasure land.

In terms of the culture of this era, this is a simple and straightforward sentence, but it only adds to the joy and makes many people feel comfortable listening to it.

"Sister Zhaoji, is this what you wrote, giggles, isn't this your literary style?" Zhang Ning stood beside him, watching Mu Jing climb up the mountain, making a fuss like a child, his frozen face suddenly bloomed, and his smile was picturesque.

"Husband's dictation, I wrote it myself!"

Cai Yan covered his mouth and chuckled: "My husband said that this is a couplet, used to welcome the New Year, when I started to read it, I did feel a little too straightforward, but when I read it later, it was quite meaningful."

"Sister, you're too used to him!"

Zhang Ning rarely saw such a wanton Mu Jing, but the suppressed resentment in her heart disappeared, for Cai Yan, she had nothing to complain about, for herself and Mu Jing, she just resented her life.

"Sister Yuhime, aren't you used to him too?"

Cai Yanruo said meaningfully.

Zhang Ning suddenly blushed.

"Uncle Sibao, hold on, I'll stick another one!" Mu Jing was shouting, and the maids below were shouting, all of them sounded like female voices chattering, and from time to time there were a few words of shouting from the lady in charge.

Jingping courtyard looks like it is yin and yang, the Mu family is not prosperous, after Mu Shan died in battle, the Mu family, there is only one Mu Jing left, in fact, the Mu family still has some clansmen, after the Mu family became famous in the world, someone came to the door.

It's just that the relationship between these clansmen was already many generations worse back then, and Mu Shan still cared about this clan feeling, and most of them were arranged by Mu Shan in Nanyang, and never gave them the opportunity to come to the capital to harass him.

After Mujing went south, there was little contact.

However, there is still an old housekeeper in Jingping Courtyard, surnamed Mu, who is considered an old member of the Mu family, if it is based on generations, it is considered the generation of Mu Jing's grandfather, called Mu Sibao, who has been sixty years, and Mu Jing is generally called Uncle Sibao, just Sibao Grandpa, I am afraid that Mu Sibao will not be able to stand it.

This is the only clansman recognized by Mujing.

The encounter between them was a bit dramatic, this old man was burned down by the government in Mujia Village, and there were only a few survivors who escaped, but he fled into Hanzhong, begging for a living in Shangyong, and it was not very good to come over, and he was a long-term tenant.

When he was fighting Shangyong, his two sons participated in the resistance of Shangyong's soldiers and horses to the herdsmen, were captured, and finally became soldiers of the herdsmen.

This old man originally meant that his son was dead, and he was making trouble to collect the corpse, and when he got to the barracks, he was called a fearless, and he would rather die than collect the body of his son.

After all, in the battlefield, life and death are unpredictable, in the troubled times, human life is despicable, after the battle is killed, someone can risk the sword and axe to collect the body for themselves, this is the great righteousness.

So it leads to the pastoral scene.

Mu Jing was also quite interested in the stubborn old man, and after chatting, he asked about the origin, both of which were born from the roots, and they should be related to the photo.

He had seen Mu Sibao's two sons and encouraged them, but he intended to let them retire, after all, Mu Sibao was also a rare owner of Mu Jing, but these two Mu children were also ambitious, and wanted to win a future with the weapons in their hands and the bows and arrows in their hands.

Such a person, Mu Jing doesn't care very much, begging for a life in the army, life and death, wealth and security, this is not something he can take care of if he wants to, and a group of people who want to win a bright future have to work hard.

But this Mu Sibao, Mu Jing cared about it, he originally wanted to give him the life of a rich man, with a few acres of land, and no worries about food and clothing.

But these four treasures are stubborn.

The lack of merit and the strength of the backbone have made countless people in this era embarrassed.

After the completion of the Jingping Courtyard, the Mu family needs a housekeeper, the Mujing has always been a person with a clear distinction between public and private, the Minghou Mansion belongs to the Minghou Mansion, the Jingping Courtyard belongs to the Jingping Courtyard, and the Minghou Mansion represents a group and a system.

Jingping Courtyard is his home.

Family affairs are restless, how can state affairs be safe, Cai Yan can manage the inside for his wife, but some small things outside need someone to deal with, this candidate is also very important, know the roots, but also the same clan, Mu Jing has always wanted to go, only the four treasures of herding.

So he hired Mu Sibao to be his butler.

"Husband, take a break!" Cai Yan came up, took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat beads from his forehead for him, this is the first day of the new year, and Mu Jing, who has been busy all day, is quite excited.

"Madam, do you give red envelopes to the people in the family!"

This is also invented by Mujing, and it is a prosperous New Year, of course, you have to give people red envelopes.

"According to what the husband said, the reward has been sealed!"

Cai Yan tidied up his robe for him, and felt a little distressed about Mu Jing's fatigue: "Why should the husband do these little things himself, the husband has all the opportunities, these things can be handed over to Uncle Sibao!" ”

"It's different!" Mu Jing raised his head, looked at the couplet on the main entrance, looked at the busy figure in the mansion, and said: "This is home, our home, we need to do it with our own hands, so that we can have the taste of home!" ”

Inexplicably came to this era.

He is alone.

He knows things that people don't know.

Even though he entered the game, he always felt that he was an era rejector, and he was excluded from this era.

He has always longed for a home.

My father, Makiyama, is still there, and where I have a father, it is home.

Now, with Cai Yan and Zhang Ning in the place, it is his Mujing's home, in order to protect this family, he can pay all the price, even if the bones of this world are as heavy as Mount Tai, he doesn't care.

"By the way, Akihime, where's the old man?"

At this time, Mu Jing suddenly looked left and right like a little mouse, and his eyes were obscene and wanted to find a figure, but he couldn't find it.

"Father and a few Hanzhong Confucians went to Qingmei to cook wine today!"

Cai Yan covered her small mouth and smiled, she laughed at the relationship between Mu Jing and Cai Yong, it stands to reason that Cai Yong is a minister of the Mu family, and Mu Jing may not be so respectful, but in today's world, filial piety is quite heavy, Cai Yong is the only elder in the world who is rightly named Mu Jing, and loves to train people, but no matter whether Mu Jing is the identity of a first-class prince in the current court, he does not save face, which naturally causes Mu Jing to be a little afraid of him.

"An old rotten man like him, can he still be sociable?" Mu Jing was quite surprised.

At this time, Qingmei boiled wine to talk about big things, isn't it social?

With his understanding of Cai Yong's old guy.

He couldn't do such a thing.

Even if there are some Confucians in Hanzhong, it is difficult to enter his eyes, which makes Mu Jing quite surprised.

"Father is now added to the Hongdu Gate School of sacrificial wine, the Hongdu Gate School has been built a year ago, after the beginning of this year, can be enrolled, he naturally needs someone to help, resonance of the way of Confucianism!"

Cai Yan reminded.

Why is it a reminder, because Cai Yan knows that Mujing's reconstruction of Hongdu Gate School is not to provide Confucianism with a society, Confucian societies are all over the world, which is the way for Confucianism to flourish.

And Cai Yong is a Confucian sage and has been inheriting Confucianism all his life.

Although both of them are building for Hongdu Gate School, their goals are different, the Hongdu Gate School that Mu Jing wants is an institution that even Cai Yan can't explain clearly.

Cai Yan had heard Mu Jing describe, and in her feelings, what Mu Jing wanted was a place where a hundred schools of thought contended, not a place where Confucianism was the only one.

This is the opposite of Cai Yong.

"This old man wants to wrestle with me!" Mu Jing suddenly smiled: "It's okay, don't stimulate him, this old guy is clumsy, so many skills, he doesn't need to come out at all, isn't it in vain for me to think about it!" ”

He knew that this old man would not help him so smoothly.

But he was not afraid.

Many things have to stand the test in order to be kept, and the same is true for academics, Confucianism is unique, it is the nature of the times, but a hundred schools of thought contend, may not be able to appear, people will win the day, he can open up a different academic environment.

"Humph!"

Zhang Ning came in a curling manner, inadvertently holding a cup of tea in his hand, and the way he handed it to Mu Jing was all casual, and Mu Jing took it from her hand very casually, the familiarity between them seemed to have become a very casual and casual feeling, which made Cai Yan a little jealous.

I only heard Zhang Ning say: "Don't underestimate Cai Xianjiu's ability, be careful of capsizing in the gutter and being beaten by the old man, then you will lose your dignified face!" ”

"I'm still afraid of him?"

Mu Jing said stiffly: "I have always respected the old and loved the young, since he wants to break his wrist with me, I will let him have one hand, and when the time comes, I will let him become the sacrificial wine of Hongdu Gate School!" ”

"It's easy to say!"

Zhang Ning pouted.

"We'll see!" Mu Jing said angrily.

Hugh Mu is a good thing, but it makes Mu Jing seem not very accustomed to it, the first day of the Lunar New Year, the second day of the new year, so over, the following days, but a little boring, they are busy and accustomed to people, idle down, but uncomfortable.

Especially in this era, food and clothing have become a big problem, and I really can't expect much entertainment life.

As the saying goes, if you are poor, you change, and if you change, you will be successful.

Since he had nothing to do, Mu Jing began to look for something to do.

So, in the inner house of the pastoral house, the siege of this era was opened, and the quintessence of mahjong, regardless of men, women and children, up to eighty old men, down to children of several years, were all killed.

Mu Jing let the craftsman make the first mahjong of the Han Dynasty.

The people of the herdsman family began to fight for the overall situation.

"Three of a kind!"

In the side hall, on the table of the four schemes, the bamboo mat is spread on the ground, the four people are seated, the pasture is completely shallow water to drown the old sailor, a mahjong everyone, the mahjong thing brought to the pioneer of this era, has lost ten in a row, the eyes are red, and he wants to turn the book.

"Eat, huh!"

At this time, the person who lived under him did not hesitate to make a move: "Labor, eight hundred dollars!" ”

Cai Yong.

Today's Confucian sages are not interested in these games, but after watching two games, he ended up with great interest, and in the siege of the war, he specialized in pastoral scenes.

"Dad, you don't have to be so ruthless!" Mu Jing's eyes suddenly turned red, and his face turned yellow.

"There are no fathers and sons in the casino!"

Cai Yong said seriously: "This is familiar, it seems that who said it, the old man has forgotten!" ”

This is what Mu Jing said when he just taught them, Mu Jing at that time, if he shot like a god, the key is that he is familiar with the rules, and he is ruthless when he plays, and he also won Cai Yong tens of thousands of dollars.

This feng shui takes turns, no, Cai Yong took revenge.

"This old man's heart is too small!"

When Mu Jing heard this, he was angry, chattering, and he didn't dare to say it, and he was quite congested.

Zhang Ning, who was sitting in the upper house, and Cai Yan, who was sitting in the opposite house, looked at the game between the two with a smile, this mahjong is a good thing, but it is also about the mind, they are not as good as these two skills of recognizing cards and fighting hearts.

So this siege battle turned into a struggle between Mu Jing and Cai Yong, a pair of Weng sons-in-law.

"Go on!"

Mu Jing is losing red eyes, the small treasury is losing, he is not reconciled.

How the so-called gambler was formed.

It is like the pastoral scene of today.

After a rest, until the sixth day of the first lunar month, at the end of the new year, he lost 50,000 yuan to Cai Yong, and he covered his heart and cried out for pain when he thought about it, it was his small treasury.