Ten years of Datang Tianbao, Yuan Ri.

Qin Juan covered her mouth and yawned a little, looking at Yang Qing who was dancing with a sword in the courtyard, although Jiaojing, who had not slept all night, was a little tired, she still showed a sweet smile.

Holding a windbreaker in his hand, the bell stepped forward lightly and draped it over Qin Juan's shoulders.

"Where's Xiang'er?" Qin Juan leaned in front of the bell, Chinese New Year's Eve was another night of wind and snow, although the morning was suspended, the cold was thick.

"Cooking Yuanyang porridge in the kitchen, fragrant and gluttonous, I watched from the side and said I wanted to help, and she was kicked out." Bell chuckled.

"You're greedy! What kind of help, it must be making trouble and stealing food, right? In addition to her husband, Xiang'er also has to wait for you from time to time. Thanks to her good temper, I changed me, so it's strange if I don't blackmail you for a few dollars! Qin Juan pretended to be angry, turned around and poked the bell with a finger.

"Giggles! Good sister, spare me! The bell dodged far away, and said with a smile, "Tell the husband to drink porridge!" I'll be back later! ”

Qin Juan looked at the brisk figure of the bell, who had been in a good mood since the round house, and smiled slightly.

"The barbarian goes out and the wife goes, and the bird flies to welcome the girl." The folk customs of the first day of the first month of the Tang Dynasty are quite different from the later generations of "the first son, the first two lang", the son and daughter-in-law are to return to the daughter-in-law's mother's house on the first day of the new year, and correspondingly, the daughter and son-in-law will also come back on the first day of the new year. The reason for this difference is actually because in the Tang Dynasty, sons and parents basically did not live alone, and lived together all day, of course, there was no such thing as visiting their parents on the first day of the new year, but the daughter who married out and her husband wanted to return to her parents' house on this day.

It wasn't until he was sweating slightly that Yang Qing stopped his sword. After taking the hot towel handed by his wife and wiping it hastily, Yang Qing said with a smile: "I only saw my father-in-law in the palace last time, and I haven't visited my mother-in-law since I got married. ”

Qin Juan pursed her lips and smiled: "Where is my mother old?" Be careful that she knows to scold you! Then he said softly, "Thank you, my mother is very good, and I kept talking to you last time I went home." ”

"Hmm. When I go back today, I want to thank my mother-in-law. ”

Qin Juanqi said: "Thank you for what?" ”

Yang Qing blinked, looked at no one on the left, and whispered: "Thank you for her ** daughter!" Last night, her husband said that she wanted to change her position, and although Juan'er replied shyly, she also tried her best to ......"

Qin Juan suddenly blushed: "Don't say it!" "When you go up, you have to use the Qin family's unique secret "pinching finger magic power".

Yang Qing laughed and ran away: "Okay, good!" Don't say it, don't say it. It's Xiang'er making food, right? Go, hungry. ”

From the backyard all the way to the front yard, Yang Qing felt the atmosphere of the New Year that could be seen everywhere. The flags standing around the corner of the courtyard are still waving in the cold wind of early spring, the peach talisman on both sides of the courtyard gate is the "spring book" written by Yang Wang himself, the middle of the open space in the front yard is a pile of fires that have not yet burned out, and the fragments after the firecrackers burst last night are scattered around, and on the lintel, a verdant willow branch is dancing with the colorful flags and flags in the corner.

With Yang Qing, the "father of gunpowder in the Tang Dynasty", it was originally easy to transform the traditional firecrackers, but Yang Qing knew that this thing was powerful, and it would not be a blessing once it flowed out of the people. Moreover, the emperor over there did a good job of secrecy according to your requirements, and put the firearms in his palace to watch, and you are always embarrassed to be happy for yourself on Chinese New Year's Eve, and take the fireworks and stuff them into the bamboo, right? So at the last moment, Yang Qing still restrained this rather tempting thought.

Steward Ding took Xiao Si and a few of them were sprinkling and sweeping, and when they saw the second son coming out with the second young lady, the old face full of smiles seemed to have a few wrinkles, and his mouth seemed to have eaten honey, and the festive and auspicious words were one after another, and Yang Qing was a little dumbfounded when he heard it.

Sensing that Comrade Lao Ding seemed to be developing towards an endless posture, Yang Qing hurriedly used a sentence "I also wish you a happy New Year, good health, and all the best!" Stopped the old housekeeper of the Yang Mansion from continuing to nag.

The effect was obviously perfect, and Lao Ding suddenly stopped the continuation of the New Year's message.

Yang Qing looked at it curiously, only to see Steward Ding staring directly at him, his eyes gradually moistened, and his hands began to tremble constantly.

Not good! Old comrades are showing signs of collapse!

Yang Qing subconsciously took two steps back, and heard Steward Ding shouting: "Ah! Second son! Kill the old slave! The old slave has been in the Yang family for more than 30 years, and has been deeply cared for by the three generations of the Yang family. This kind of kindness, even if you are broken bones, it is difficult to repay it......"

"Stop!" Yang Qing touched his nose, "That...... Steward Ding, let's not talk about this during the Chinese New Year, right? You're busy, you're busy. I'm leaving! ”

Qin Juan couldn't help but laugh, and fled with Yang Qing, while not forgetting to count: "Husband, what did you say?" Look at the old man scared. Usually it's really clever, why did Yuan Ri say this inexplicably. Remember! Don't talk nonsense when you meet my dad later......"

Yang Wangqing went to the court early in the morning, he was the official of Shangshu Province, and on the first day of each year, he had to go to the East Pavilion to worship the table on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty with the governors of the three provinces of Shangshu, which was the grand ceremony of the Yuan Day.

Celebrating his mother's birthday (Tang Dynasty folk customs, but on the first day, children should celebrate their parents' birthday), drinking wine, and drinking Yuanyang porridge carefully boiled by Xiang'er, Yang Qing is going to take Qin Juan and the three back to the door.

Shang Han and Zhang Nan set up the carriage early and waited in front of the mansion, and the group talked and laughed and went to the Hu Guogong Mansion in Chongrenfang.

"Childe, Madam, it's here." Zhang Nan skillfully jumped out of the carriage and took out a foot table and put it on the ground.

Yang Qing's face was slightly pale, and he coughed lightly twice when he got out of the car.

When Shang Han and Zhang Nan heard this cough, they immediately looked at each other nervously.

Qin Juan, who was following closely behind Yang Qing, immediately asked worriedly, "Husband, what's wrong?" ”

Yang Qing smiled: "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Shang Han slowly frowned: "Childe, listening to your coughing voice, is it that the residual poison has not been cleaned?" ”

"It shouldn't be, Immortal Master Luo said that it was no big deal." Yang Qing shook his head disapprerovingly.

"But I didn't let Zhenzhen take a closer look at it at the time." Qin Juan looked at Yang Qing worriedly.

"Then maybe the son suffered a cold on the way to the camp yesterday?" Zhang Nan answered.

"I'm fine! It's all at the door, so let's get inside. Yang Qing was reluctant to dwell on this issue any longer.

Qin Juan looked at Shang Han helplessly, shook her head slightly, and had already made up her mind to let Yang Qing go to see a doctor again as soon as possible.

As soon as he bypassed the shadow wall, Yang Qing saw that Qin Pei and Mrs. Qin were already standing in the courtyard and greeted them with a smile, and in addition to Steward Zhang, there was also a handsome young man beside him.

"Yiqing?" Zhang Nan was pleasantly surprised, and for a while he forgot to greet Qin Pei, the Duke of Hu Guo, first.

"Sima Chuan?" Yang Qing immediately understood that the handsome man in front of him was the one he would have to rely on more than Shang and Zhang in the future - Sima Chuan!