inexplicably entered the palace to see the driver, and inexplicably got the false position of a Xuandelang's literary and prose official (only taking money, not working), Fang Zhongyong was not very happy.

After all, this is the Chinese New Year's Eve, who is impatient to serve the people of your old Zhao family. Do you think that if I give me a useless Xuande Lang, I will be grateful and tearful? No, partially. Besides, Xuande Lang, Xuande Lang, accidentally read it into a Xuande furnace. Also, under the New Year, I was asked to work overtime, at least three times the salary, and I didn't pay any profits or anything, which was really picky.

There is an official who is familiar with the salaries of officials in the Song Dynasty and said, you just sneer, the Xuande Lang monthly salary of the seven grades is converted into thirty or forty thousand, what do you want? Fang Zhongyong said, my old father-in-law Yan Shu has more than 2 million a month, I am too different from him, and I feel uncomfortable! Besides, are we because of money? Are we the ones who bent their waists for five buckets of rice? Of course, if it's 500 buckets or 5,000 buckets, it doesn't matter if you bend your waist.

That's not the point, the point is that I still have a big beauty waiting for me to celebrate the New Year together! Therefore, it wasn't until Yan Shu personally invited him to spend the Spring Festival in Yan's mansion that he was really happy.

Yan Mansion, which usually advocates low-key luxury and connotation, is also decorated with a high-end atmosphere during the Spring Festival. The two large stone lions at the door, which were more than one person high, were wiped spotlessly, far from being comparable to the poodle at the door of Mr. Wu in Jinxi. The dozens of palace lanterns given by the emperor had also been hung high—for no reason, Fang Zhongyong remembered that "the red lanterns were hung high"—and they would be lit at night. What's even more excessive is that the palace flower given by the emperor is actually a maid and mother-in-law with a slight identity.

Seeing that Fang Zhongyong was puzzled, Yan Juhou said: "Every year, these things are not willing to be worn by several aunts, so they will reward the maids and mothers-in-law to wear them, just for fun, it is not a rare thing." ”

Fang Zhongyong deeply felt that poverty limited his imagination and asked, "Won't the official family blame?" ”

"How can you blame it? Let's not talk about the benevolence of the officials, which is rare in ancient times, and there are many people who say that such practices are also very popular. For example, the Pingzhang affairs, privy envoys, and three envoys are all like this, and those veteran nobles and long-standing eunuchs are only afraid to be more casual. Our family is only a medium family, and it is very normal to act like this. ”

Well, I don't know what Brother Demao uses as an evaluation criterion, Fang Zhongyong, a "middle family" with an annual income of tens of millions, also wants to be it! Don't you see that the future generations will compensate millions of dollars for demolition and relocation, and they will buy a Mercedes-Benz or BMW to drive, and they will not be able to do it, and they will claim to be rich?

Before he had time to see whether the Spring Festival couplets at the door were the facsimiles of the famous "New Year's Yuqing, Festival No. Changchun,——", he was pulled by Yan Juhou to the study with Yan Shu.

The so-called study room is not only used to read books, but also used to deal with official affairs and privacy, and entertain people close to them. Meeting in the living room is actually a huge step forward from meeting in the living room when I was younger. To say that Yan Shu's study actually has no luxury, but there are more rare books, more unique cheats, and more literary utensils. Like the bronze tripod that is randomly placed on the ground to hold the green rust mottled scrolls, it is very ancient charm of the Shang and Zhou dynasties. As for the end inkstone, she inkstone is thrown everywhere. Porcelain is rare, too, this is the Song Dynasty, and the priceless Song porcelain in later generations is just a daily utensil, how can it be placed in this "elegant" place. To be honest, this place is really high, and any one of them can be used as a family heirloom.

When his gaze inadvertently swept over the piano table, Fang Zhongyong pointed to the somewhat scorched guqin and said, "This...... This ......"

Yan Shu asked with a smile, "Zhong Yong also knows about this qin?" But do you know the rhythm? ”

Fang Zhongyong smiled bitterly: "I don't know how Cai Zhonglang's allusion is. It's just that the kid's family is poor and he can barely afford to read, but Yu Yinlu has no chance to be involved. ”

Yan Shu said with a smile: "The old man is also from a family of fighting food, and he is not much stronger than Zhong Yong." The court is just an official promotion, and he is not very familiar with the way of music, and this Jiaowei is just a vassal elegance and a façade decoration. ”

Fang Zhongyong said: "I listened to Keiko a few days ago, uh no, Miss Rongyue played the dong flute, and she was very skilled, she must be an adult's family learning origin, and the younger generation can't do it." "Seems to have said the wrong thing? If you call someone else's girl's name in person, will she be beaten to death with a stick?

Looking at Fang Zhongyong's cautious appearance, Yan Shu smiled and said: "It's okay, it's all my own family, and only by calling small characters can I be close." Yan Juhou echoed: "Yes, yes! ”

It happened that the housekeeper Yan Fu came to report that the Spring Festival couplets and palace lamps had been hung up and they were ready for a banquet. Yan Shu got up and said, "Let's go, let's eat." The words are very casual, but Fang Zhongyong likes it.

A magistrate said, are you sick? People are polite to you, you are not comfortable. Feel free to you, but you like it?

You don't know, according to Fang Zhongyong's understanding. According to the habits of the Chinese, if you are really close to someone, you will not be full of you, thank you, please or something, and it is not as hypocritical as the West (see the wisdom of the people, Mo spray). What you want, what you want to say, often come with your mouth open, where do you come from so many politeness. The so-called respect between husband and wife is definitely not a good thing. Husband and wife have to get along like the host and the guest, how bad is the relationship? Based on Fang Zhongyong's not-so-bright psychological speculation, is it because Meng Guang is ugly and has low self-esteem?

Although Yan Shu is also a native of Fuzhou, the customs of the New Year are similar to those of Jinxi, but because he has been an official in the north for a long time, it is inevitable that he will follow the customs of the countryside. In addition to a variety of Jiangxi dishes, there is also a hard dish that is most popular among northerners - dumplings, which are called slots.

Isn't there a saying in later generations called "It's better to eat dumplings, and it's better to be comfortable than upside down" (of course I know that the other sentence is more pleasant, but I won't say it if I kill you). Fang Zhongyong's favorite thing in his previous life was to eat dumplings, but in fact, it has nothing to do with the rumored Zhang Zhongjing using dumplings to treat frostbite on his ears. Just because pork is cheap, mixed with some common vegetables such as cabbage and celery, it is delicious, nutritious, and more satisfying. In the past, when Fugui came home, his grandmother always had to prepare a big pot of fillings and cook a big pot full of dumplings. I don't know if my grandmother has dumplings to eat in heaven, and if any uncles and brothers of the same clan invite her to use incense during the Chinese New Year, can you receive some paper money for her to burn here......

Seeing that Fang Zhongyong could cry when he ate a dumpling, Wang said: "Zhongyong is homesick? ”

A sentence reminded Fang Zhongyong.

Yes! In this life, I have parents who love me again, and I can leave a petal of fragrance for my grandmother in my heart. Being kind to the people in front of you is the right solution! I don't know if they're eating now? Without herself by her side, my mother should be sad, right? I wonder if they have received a letter from themselves saying that they are safe?

What's wrong with me, the letter was sent on the twentieth day of the lunar month, and with the current communication conditions of this pit father, it is often the person who has arrived, and the letter may not have arrived. Do you want to write another letter to them, saying that you have obtained the official position of the seventh grade, and by the way, to fulfill your father's wish that "my son will be the magistrate of the county in the future"? I can be regarded as a person with a position, can I borrow the express shop of the government? Or wait until you are the top student in high school, the scenery is buried, and the scenery is extremely beautiful.

Yan Rongyue, who was specially arranged by the Wang family to sit next to her, tugged at Fang Zhongyong's sleeve and reminded: "What did your mother ask you about?" What do you think? ”

Fang Zhongyong came back to his senses and said: "Thinking of my relatives in my hometown, I lost my mind for a while, and I ask my aunt to forgive me." However, although the dumplings are delicious, the way to eat them is not proper. Stay ahead and do it. ”

At that moment, I got up and left the table, and went straight to the kitchen, popping dogwood, cutting coriander, adding aged vinegar and sesame oil, and a bowl of soup was completed. Oh, I almost forgot about the garlic, so I hurriedly peeled some more pieces and brought them up.

Everyone thought that Fang Zhongyong was going to make some big dishes, and they didn't want to tinker for a long time with only a small bowl of condiments, so they couldn't help but be a little disappointed. Fang Zhongyong invited: "Please dip the dumplings in some condiments before eating, if you don't feel too heavy with garlic, it's better to chew one or two cloves." "Everyone tried it in disbelief, and it was very delicious, so they sent monthly passes, uh no, like, and uh no, appreciate.

Yan Shu ate a few dumplings and said with appreciation: "Unknown Zhongyong is proficient in the way of cooking, and my daughter is blessed." ”

Seeing that Yan Rongyue's face was shy, Fang Zhongyong didn't care whether Yan Shu really appreciated it, and said arrogantly: "Although the kitchen is small, it is also in line with the monarch and the ministers." "Shennong's Materia Medica" says: One hundred and twenty kinds of medicine are the king, and the lord feeds his life; One hundred and twenty kinds of traditional Chinese medicine are ministers, mainly nourishing; One hundred and twenty kinds of medicine are used as assistants to treat diseases; The medication must be in accordance with the monarch's ministers. The little nephew thinks that everything in the world is not a decoction, so he must follow this way. ”

Seeing that the time was still early, Wang first whispered a few words to Yan Shu, saw that Yan Shu was impatient, and whispered a few words, and only after seeing Yan Shu nodding was satisfied. Then he said to everyone: "The old man is tired and wants to take a nap, so you can wait for yourself." Juhou you brothers can play for a while, don't fall asleep, when you wait for the son, just go over the family temple to worship the ancestors, and the picture is a good omen. ”

Fang Zhongyong was very embarrassed, with a face of three philosophical propositions: who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going?

Wang said to Yan Rongyue very intimately: "Zhong Yong is a guest, Keiko, you can accompany Zhong Yong to visit the mansion, you don't need to accompany your brothers to play crazy." He also said to Fang Zhongyong: "Although our mansion is simple, there are also enough things to see, Zhongyong just need to play with confidence." If you are tired, you can rest in your room. As for the worship of ancestors, I will not wait for the next year. ”

Fang Zhongyong heard the string song and knew the elegant meaning, happily obeyed his fate, and went away with his own beautiful night tour. Yan Juhou and the other six brothers didn't actually go to torture, they just changed to a small room, or played double land, or threw pots, and they also had a lot of fun.

Nayan Mansion covers a wide area, and fortunately, Yan Rongyue led the way, so he came to the garden in a zigzag way.

At that time, in the middle of winter, there was actually not much scenery to see in the garden, Fang Zhongyong smiled and said: "Keiko, I am drunk, and I can't bear to go often, why don't you sit on the stone bench in this garden and admire the moon?" ”

Yan Rongyue smiled: "You are stupid! How can I get a monthly reward at the end of this month? ”

Fang Zhongyong took advantage of the situation to take Yan Rongyue's hand and said, "You are the bright moon in my heart!" ”

At this time, silence is better than sound, Fang Zhongyong held Yan Rongyue's leaf, there was no thought in his heart, holding Yan Rongyue who was leaning on his shoulder, his heart was only full of happiness and peace.

After a long time, Yan Rongyue asked, "Brother Wenyuan, are you happy?" ”

Fang Zhongyong replied: "Happy and unhappy. Because of your company, I feel that I have no regrets in this life, and I am happy; I was a little unhappy because I didn't know how to spend the Chinese New Year's Eve of the second elder in the family, and I was a little worried about it. ”

Yan Rongyue said obediently: "After you finish the palace examination, I will beg my father to send someone to bring the second elder, and Huizi should be filial to the second elder and not make Lang Jun worried." ”

Fang Zhongyong said with a smile: "Huizi is reasonable, and she is really the first choice for the eldest lady of the house. ”

Yan Rongyue teased: "The sister of the Wang family is unreasonable? Seeing that Fang Zhongyong was embarrassed, he relieved again: "The concubine is not a jealous person. Sister Wei'er's sentence 'Don't forget me' is really touching, and every time I think about it, I am often ashamed of myself. Such a woman who values love and righteousness, if her brother loses her, her heart is really like a stone! Even if it can satisfy the greed of the concubine for a while, it is inevitably cold. Brother don't lose her. ”

Fang Zhongyong was very moved when he heard this, how many wooden fish does such a woman need to break to get it, so he vowed: "If there is a negative lady in this life, I will be ......"

Yan Rongyue covered her mouth and smiled: "Who made you swear?" Who's your lady again? ”