Every year during the Spring Festival, probably the happiest are the farmers, and the autumn grain harvest will ensure their lives.

The bronzed faces of the old farmers are deeply marked by the years, but the smiles in the wrinkles will dilute the traces, and the hard work and sweat of the past seem to have never happened. Looking at their smiles, Han Yan couldn't help but feel that happiness was so simple......

In the ancient Han Dynasty, there was a Spring Festival, and naturally there was also a Chinese New Year's Eve.

Gong Gaohou is considered to be relatively kind, no matter whether he sells himself or not, he will give the slaves and maids a few days off, so that they can go home to meet their relatives and tell about their lovesickness.

Xi'er began to be anxious a few days ago, often sitting in a daze, watching the moon in the courtyard with a cool breeze at night, which made Han Yan also melancholy, dreaming of his relatives before the crossing at night, crying so much, he simply gave Ya a holiday, and rewarded two golden pills, out of sight and out of mind.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, various cities in Dahan will hold "expulsion" ceremonies, using drumming to expel the "plague ghosts".

There will be people from official organizations wearing all kinds of masks, wearing embroidered and painted clothes, pretending to be little sisters, land, stove gods, witch gods, ghosts and gods, etc., to drive away on the street, to go all the way to the outside of the city, called burying it, most of the people will come to watch, and the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of the first month in later generations is no different.

Gong Gaohou is too small, he can't even find the clothes for role-playing, and the mask is also a wooden brand, not dyed, just button it on his face, and wear a rope to tie it to his head, which makes people laugh.

Even the expulsion team couldn't get people together, but a few officials of the government symbolically beat a drum on the street, and just walked out of the city gate, seeing that people could bend to death, and there was no vigor at all.

Han Yan was holding his breath, and wanted to go to the nearby Hejian country to see, it is said that it is quite prosperous, by the way, take a look at Liu De's Rihua Palace, and borrow some Confucian envoys from him, after all, to buy a wide range of real estate, someone must take care of the house, but it is impossible to come back in a day.

Han said and persuaded: "Brother, tomorrow is the first month, you have to worship your ancestors, you can't be absent, otherwise it will be disrespectful." Besides, my uncle is coming back soon, and when we go around, he misses you a lot, and always nags, I think you should not run around. ”

"Come on." Han Yan was helpless, feeling sad for the traffic of this era, so he could only go to Hejian Country when he returned to Chang'an after the year.

didn't knock on Liu De's bamboo bar, classmate Han never forgot it, and he had to let the girl have some blood to be willing.

The two brothers chatted in the paper-making workshop at the foot of the city wall, and several small officials who had completed the "expulsion" ceremony surrounded the two second ancestors like stars and moons, and their words and demeanors were all flattering.

Han Erdan played with the scimitar that Han Yan bought for him, and looked at several officials coldly.

If he hadn't known that murder would have cost him, he would have chopped off a few officials to take revenge. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be a slave.

The life of the Han people is very depressing, and the curfew restricts the development of society, and only during the festival will it be lifted for a short time, so that everyone can live a night life.

In the morning, the scattered people went into the city to buy New Year's goods, and the peddlers and pawns looked at Han Yan with joy, and those who were familiar with them would come over to say hello.

Occasionally, there are disheveled, hurried, tired faces of the prime of life driving an ox cart back to the city, most of them went to the neighboring Hejian country yesterday, carrying their daughter-in-law to spend the night in the female lu, this morning to rush back with the New Year's goods, deceiving their daughter-in-law to get nine out of ten.

A few small officials were not surprised, and they did not go up to interrogate, but just whistled together, teasing the prime of life for a few words, and let them go when they were red-faced, and the neighbors did not look up to see each other, and it was the Spring Festival, so there was no need to make unpleasant trouble.

Compared with the later generations of Confucianism, the current Han has not deposed the hundred schools of thought and respected Confucianism, the folk customs are more open, it is said that even the queen is a second marriage, the wealthy family captivity prostitutes have become a trend, there are women in big cities, if the men have spare money, occasionally go to open meat, the women in the family will not make a fuss, at most a few complaints.

Because the "prostitutes" of the Han Dynasty were still sacred professions, the people would not despise them and did not rely on others, but were strong enough to live with their own skills, which deserved respect.

It's just that he has fallen into the dust, and every day he faces all kinds of men, or arrogant, or not bathing, or smelling of foxes, or not knowing pity, into his body, it is probably better to sell himself as a servant.

In this era, unmarried women from ordinary families can also go to the street at will, and if they meet someone they like, they can also secretly send Qiubo, as long as they are not slaves and married, most of the families will not object.

Because if you don't marry an ordinary person, you can only be a concubine for a wealthy family, in contrast, being down-to-earth is true.

The rule of Wenjing, probably the best years of the Han Dynasty, the people can eat enough, everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, the rebellion of the Seven Kingdoms in previous years was quickly pacified, the Xiongnu occasionally came to plunder, but only the border pass was damaged, and the people in the interior have nothing to do with it, if there is no natural disaster, all the farmers will smile.

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On the first day of the first year to worship the ancestors, Han Ying would bring his family to the Gonggao Marquis Country for the New Year on Chinese New Year's Eve.

For this cheap uncle, Han Yan had inquired about it a long time ago.

The Han Dynasty is a famous Confucian, with a very high prestige within Confucianism, and is the master of Xunzi and Mencius's doctrines, a well-known cultural person, and also created the Han poetry school, with many disciples, and belongs to the characters of the founding school.

The cultural people of the Han Dynasty were quite fierce, their status was lofty, they were all guests wherever they went, and all the princes were welcome, even the emperor had to pretend to be colored, and most of the laws were formulated by these people, and even when they encountered cases that could not be judged, they had to cite the classics, and cite their writings and doctrines to determine people's life and death, and judge right and wrong, so as to convince the people.

Facing the cow breaker, Han Yan couldn't help but be a little nervous, straightened his sleeves, straightened his face, faced his heart, and cleared his throat before going out.

Today's Hou Mansion is quite lively, although the slaves have gone home, only their own families are left, but the laughter of children still adds a lot of vitality to the Hou Mansion.

When I went out, I saw Han Shuo playing crazy with three little children, running around with a slingshot, and you chasing me are full of childlike fun. Seeing him coming, the children all stopped and looked at him curiously, far less familiar than Han Shuo.

Since the death of his parents when he was a child, Gong Gaohou sent Han Yan to the imperial womb, and he did not go home during the New Year's holidays, only when he went to Chang'an to meet the Son of Heaven, the grandfather and grandson would see each other.

That scene was quite embarrassing, basically nothing to say, most of the time Han Yan asked, Han Yan replied, how is it in the palace, is the prince good to you, is the question wrong, Han Yan will also talk back and vent his dissatisfaction, this is probably how the title of grandson came about.

The last time I came home was about three years ago, so I was a stranger to these kids.

Being stared at by the three children, Han Yan thought for a while and ordered, "You help me bring a sharp knife and five chopsticks over and get some fun for everyone." ”

"Fun?" Han said that his childlike innocence was not lost, so he ran to get it.

Under the gaze of the children, Han Yan found a piece of wood in the courtyard, took the sharp short knife and cut it into five long slices, then made the two ends of the flakes narrower and the middle thicker, and then asked Han Shuo to make the red pillar of fire, burn a small eye in the middle of the slice, insert the chopsticks into it, and drip on the pigskin glue.

Carpenters in the feudal era did not use pure mortise and tenon, and in some places it was necessary to use glue to get it.

Han Yan's production skills were a bit poor, the bamboo dragonfly came out, and as a result, four of them were scrapped, either the small eyes were too hot, or the ends of the thin slices were asymmetrical, and in the end, only one could fly.

When he folded his hands and twisted his chopsticks and sent the bamboo dragonfly into the sky, the children burst into strong cheers, as if opening the door to the heavens, and a long exclamation came from the living room of the Hou Mansion, and there was light in his eyes, which was very bright.

"I don't believe you when you say he created the keel waterwheel, but if you do." Han Ying was amazed, dressed in a green robe, holding a bamboo slip in his hand, wearing a virtuous crown on his head, his body was straight, his goatee was obviously carefully repaired, his eyebrows were not angry and wrinkled, just standing there there had a majestic momentum.

Han Yandang also had a kind of heroic twilight emotion, saying: "Over the years when he has been by the crown prince's side, I have always been worried about being contaminated with arrogance and lasciviousness, and now it seems that there is no disappointment, arrogance is there, but it is not a waste material, although the strange skills and obscenity are the outer way, but the outer way is also the way, it is better than no way." ”

"Having said that, but the outside world is not a long-term solution, he has a good relationship with the crown prince, and he will be a minister in the court in the future, since he should read more sage books and assist the king in governing the world." Han Ying said, suddenly thought about it and asked: "When I came, I saw a workshop outside the city, leaning on the city wall and illegally occupying land, but the officials turned a blind eye, it couldn't be Han Yan's doing, right?" ”

"You guessed it right." Han Yan smiled and explained: "That's his paper-making workshop, you said that the outer way is not a long-term solution, I don't think it maybe, the paper he produces will be supplied to His Majesty, and it will be popularized all over the world, replacing the heavy simple paper with thin paper, all the people in the world and the ministers of the court and the central government will benefit, sometimes the outer way is more beneficial to the people than the righteous way." ”

"......" As a great Confucian, Han Ying was speechless for a while.

Since the servants had gone home, and the ladies had prepared their lunch, it was late.

With the bamboo dragonfly, the three children and Han Shuo had a happier time, and the four of them guessed together, and whoever won flew once, until the ladies came to shout for dinner.

During the banquet, there was no intrigue in the mansion of the wealthy family, and everyone was happy.

Han Rongdang also has a rare atmosphere, and he lit incense in the room, and it smelled very good.

"Han Yan visits his uncle."

"Don't be polite, eat first, and I'll have something to tell you after the meal."

"Whoa." Seeing his uncle, Han Yan had an idea at first sight, when there are our storefronts all over the country, while selling paper and newspapers, we should hire Confucian students to give lectures to the people for free, teach people to read and write, and popularize culture.

If you monopolize paper, you will have huge profits, which will be enough to support the cost of hiring Confucian students.

There is about Han Ying here, and the atmosphere of today's dinner is more depressing, and everyone will chat a few words when they eat together on weekdays, talking and laughing. But Han Ying and his family are serious and only care about eating, and have no intention of opening their mouths at all, Confucianism pays attention to food and sleep, and Han Ying educates his children in this way.

In fact, Han Yan was somewhat disdainful of this kind of etiquette, and it was hard to imagine how his uncle came over when he went out to travel around the vassal countries.

Based on what he has seen and heard in Chang'an and Yanguo, they all toast each other during the dinner and banquet, giggling and laughing, and the atmosphere is warm, just if you don't speak, won't that show you as very high and unsociable?

But this kind of thinking is just a blind imagination in the head, everyone has their own habits and cognitions, and mutual respect is enough.

After everyone had eaten about the same, Han Ying put down a serious shelf, with a smile on his face, and beckoned Han Yan and said, "You come, I'll say a few words to you." ”

"Okay." Han Yan got up with a smile and followed out.

The Hou Mansion is simple, there is nothing to appreciate, the two of them went to the pavilion on the high place of the earth mountain, standing here can overlook the Gonggao Hou City, a glance at the mountains, and will also understand that the autumn wind is bleak, the wind of hunting blows into the placket of the clothes, and it will be better to shrink the neck and wrap the cuffs.

Also facing the cold wind, Han Ying is like an iron man who doesn't know the cold and heat, his body is still straight, his temperament is still majestic, standing on the top of the mountain, his sleeves are flying, and his temperament is intoxicating.

"Yan'er, a few days ago, I heard that you acted bravely and helped the little officials write a letter, and the crown prince neglected His Majesty about the affairs of Anlu County, which made His Majesty furious, do you know what happened to the Hei family later?"

"This ......" had a hunch in his heart, and the black family would definitely have an end, "I don't know." ”

"Raiding the family and exterminating the family, a family of fourteen people, abandoning the city."

"What, what?" Han Yan was stunned, only to feel a chill in his fingertips, and then his body became cold, and his skin became a dense layer of goosebumps, as if he was in an ice cellar.

Abandoning the city is to kill people in public in the downtown where the public gathers to deter the people, fourteen people, including children, with rolling heads and rivers of blood.

No wonder the king of Suchuan and the king of Hejian were so afraid of Wei Juan, knowing that their son had transgressed the system, they rushed over overnight to intercede, it turned out that Emperor Jing of Han was ruthless and shocked the princes and kings.

Seeing Han Yan's face pale and his lips trembling, Han Ying gently patted his back and comforted: "I want to tell you about this to tell you that in a high position, there are too many people who can influence, and now you are not only the heir of a prince, but also a minister who assists the Coming Zhizun, your words and deeds will affect the crown prince, and he will affect the people of the world, I hope you will read more sage books and less focus on the outer way." The people around the emperor are sensible, and they are more important than any creation. ”

"Uncle, I'm ......" Han Yan felt very aggrieved, damn it, didn't Lao Tzu just help the little official write a message, why did so many people die at once, haven't you heard that the emperor is not a disaster to your family?

"You are still young, so no one tells you about the fate of the black family, and the people will only praise you for speaking up, but you have to understand that there are consequences for doing anything, ordinary people can be innocent, but you can't, so do it yourself."

"I know uncle." Han Yan was a little sluggish, and once again saw the cruelty of the Great Han, the emperor was ruthless, and in a word, it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.