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The upcoming twenty-seventh year of Wanlie is a time of celebration for most people, and the Eighth Emperor Feng Wujing and the Nine Emperor Prince Feng returned to the capital after nearly a year of absence. Several local officials who went to Beijing to report on their work were basically happy, Min Zhiyuan and Zuo Fanchen stayed put, Fang Ming was gradually promoted to the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, and Guo Han was transferred to Sichuan, which ended better than the previous speculation, so they all spent a good year in the capital. Although Fang Mingjian was a little reluctant, he had no choice but to give up under Feng Wuyan's repeated guarantees, after all, the grade had taken a step forward, and there would be a chance to adjust the shortage in the future.

Feng Wuxian is the most fruitful one, Guo Han's peaceful transfer to Sichuan is expected, and Lu Simang was also promoted to Xijiang political envoy in his subsequent will, and the former political envoy filled Fang Ming's gradually vacant governor's position. The matter has been decided, so Guo Hanjin did not take office a year ago, but spent the New Year in the palace of Qinjun with peace of mind, but he was also happy.

On the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, Feng Wuxian set up dozens of tables and feasts in the house, and everyone in the house had a share. This time, whether it is the income from Zhuangzi, the filial piety of the Yueluo family, or the gray income from Brother Lang, it is enough to maintain the expenses of the palace for three years. Therefore, the servants of the palace were all richly rewarded, and they shuttled through the feast with a smile and a groan, frequently raising their glasses to toast, and of course, every word was not separated from singing praises of merit. If it weren't for Wind Trace's kindness and generosity, most of the people here would still be struggling to survive outside.

The four tables inside are all figures with faces in the palace, although for the sake of men and women's defense, Feng Wuxian ordered people to separate them with screens in the middle, and the female dependents set up another table. But the words are naturally unscrupulous, and the warblers and swallows in it are constantly soft-spoken, which makes outsiders reverie. Chen Lingcheng and Shi Jingqi are both people who have been used to spending the New Year here. Therefore, he didn't feel anything, but Guo Hanjin had a feeling of sitting on pins and needles. Although it was a cold winter, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead from time to time.

"Han Qing, do you need to be so nervous? Although there is a dragon burning in the house, you have already taken off your coat, so you won't be so hot! "Because of this time, we have become familiar with each other. Therefore, Shi Jingqi also called Guo Hanjin's word, and at this time, with a laughing color, he stretched out his chopsticks and carried a chicken leg in the soup pot, and stuffed it into Guo Hanjin's bowl. "Okay, your own family is in there, don't you need to make this appearance?"

Guo Hanjin came back to his senses at this time, he remembered that he had left his family in the capital, and had been taking care of people without a trace, but he hadn't thanked him until now, and his face suddenly turned red. He suddenly stood up and gave a deep swipe towards the wind. "Your Highness, in the past few years, thanks to you for sending people to greet you from time to time, and from time to time to send some money and goods to help. I'm afraid that Xia Guan won't be able to stay at peace in Gansu. Guo Hanjin had tears flashing between his words, obviously thinking of the despair when he lost his official position. He raised his glass and saluted: "Your Highness, the lower officials have nothing to repay, and they should do their best to do a good job." Never disgrace your face, I will do this glass of wine first! He threw his head up and drank it down, and a crystal tear fell silently to the ground.

Shi Jingqi knew that he had lost his words when he saw Guo Hanjin's embarrassed expression, who expected that this person would suddenly say such a thing, and his heart was suddenly unbearable. Guo Han has been an official for many years and has accumulated a lot of savings, even if he loses his position, the old and young in the family will not taste the taste of hunger for a while, but he will be almost on the street when he is depressed, with no food and clothing. If it weren't for Feng Wuxian to take him in, he would probably end up starving on the streets, and then sent directly to the transformation field, without even leaving a whole corpse.

Thinking of this, Shi Jingqi also stood up, and he was also deeply moved. "Your Highness, I am the same as Lord Guo, if it weren't for your discernment of me, I'm afraid the end would only be more miserable than Lord Guo. I don't have much to say, but I can express my gratitude if I don't leave it. ”

He reached out and raised the glass in his hand, looked up and poured it down.

Feng Wuxian sighed softly, he didn't know that the gratitude in the hearts of these two people was just a little bit compared to what they had gained from them. He raised his glass and smiled:

"Today is the eve of the festival, what are you two saying about these things, it's really a big scene,......" The words were only half spoken, and they could not continue. He drank three glasses in a row to hide the sadness on his face.

Chen Lingcheng continued to wipe out the wine and food on the table without care, and the chopsticks kept beating between the plates, and almost instantly, the dishes that were originally piled up in many places were dwarfed out of thin air. The dark next to him was also unambiguous, he only cared about drinking and eating food without saying a word, and there were several empty wine jugs next to him, which made Xu Chun secretly speechless. The other guards also looked the same, hungry ghosts reincarnated like they were snatching all kinds of delicacies like stars and moons on the table, as if they couldn't eat anymore when it was too late.

Feng Wuxian lowered his head before he noticed the abnormality of his head, and he couldn't help but be angry and funny, these people are really always the same

It's the same, but the melancholy that just swelled up soon disappeared. Seeing that Shi Jingqi and Guo Hanjin were still thinking about the past in a daze, he couldn't help but remind: "If you two don't sit down yet, you'll be hungry tonight!" His words were matched by two unknown guards who had fallen on the table, and who seemed to have drunk a lot.

Guo Hanjin and Shi Jingqi noticed the messy appearance of the cups and plates on the table, and couldn't help but look at each other in amazement.

I only heard Ling Renjie have a piece of venison in his mouth, and said vaguely: "It's rare for His Highness to be graceful today, but you two won't enjoy it well, what is it...... Tyrannical Creatures! He easily burst out a four-character idiom, and began to chew again, ignoring the ugly faces of the two people above. Guo Hanjin sat down, picked up the chicken leg that Shi Jingqi had just brought over, and ate it unceremoniously, muttering something in his mouth. Shi Jingqi even snatched a pot of fine wine from the Immortal Absolute directly, and poured it directly into his mouth without using a cup. "There is wine today, and there is drunkness today! Or you martial artists think simply! He muttered under his breath, and couldn't help but laugh as he listened.

Just as Feng Wuxian and the others were immersed in this warm atmosphere, Fan Qingcheng's voice suddenly came from outside the door. "Your Highness, Your Highness the Eighth and Your Highness the Ninth are asking to see you together!" Everyone in the room couldn't help but be stunned, when everyone was busy celebrating the festival, what were these two princes who had just returned to Beijing doing here?

Feng Wuxian thought that he didn't have any friendship with those two on weekdays, but he didn't want to snub the guests, so he thought for a moment and ordered: "You go and invite the two highnesses to come in, and by the way, let them bear with me, today the whole mansion celebrates together, if someone is rude, please don't be surprised." ”

The wind has no scenery and the wind has no injuries all the way in, and I have already seen the lights in the palace of Qinjun Wang, and there are feasts everywhere. Many servants frequently raised their glasses and went around, but they had lost their usual courtesy, and in the eyes of these two, they couldn't help but blame Feng Wuxian for overindulging them. But this is someone else's mansion, Feng Wujing and Feng Wuwu will not be stupid to point fingers, not to mention that Feng Wuxian greeted him in advance, and the two of them should not see the rudeness of these people.

It wasn't until they entered the Inner Flower Hall that they realized that the astonishment was still to come. I saw that many of the guards at the banquet were already top-heavy, and they didn't react when they saw the two noble princes coming in, and they still drank and drank food by themselves. Feng Wuxian is polite and thoughtful, and he personally got up to greet him:

"Why are the eighth and ninth brothers so interested today that they actually come to my mansion to walk around? In the past few days, the New Year is approaching, and I didn't go to greet you when you returned to Beijing, so I'm really sorry. Seeing that the eyes of the two of them were always wandering around the guards, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "These people have drunk too much, and it is rare to be able to leave the difference between up and down once, so they are inevitably a little more indulgent, and you don't have to worry about them." ”

As soon as Feng Wujing opened his mouth to call out to Seventh Brother, he saw that Feng Wuxian left the two of them and walked casually to a drunken guard. He was a good thing, and he grimaced coldly, and the guard really didn't react. Only then did he turn around and smile: "I didn't expect that all these loyal people around Seventh Brother have become like this, if the assassin comes at this time, it will be really terrible." ”

Feng Wujing didn't wait for Feng Wujing to speak, so he reprimanded with a straight face: "Ninth brother, what day is today, you are actually talking nonsense, isn't this Chengxin and Seventh Brother unable to get along?" He drank and shut up without injury, and said with a smile, "Seventh brother, you also know the temper of the ninth brother, he is just straightforward and fast-talking, and has no malice. ”

Feng Wuxian had already learned this Lao Jiu's mouth and tongue kung fu, how could he care about such a trivial matter, even if he was really unhappy in his heart, he couldn't help but smile. "My own brother, if you really think about it so much, won't you die trivially? But the two of you came together today, what good thing do you want to bring me as an elder brother? Feng Wuxian really couldn't figure out the intention of the two of them, and he didn't want to play dumb riddles on this day, so he had to ask bluntly.

"Of course it's a great thing." Feng Wuxian seemed to have completely forgotten his inappropriate words just now, and said with a wink, "If Seventh Brother sees it, he will definitely thank the two of us for their kindness." But this is not the place to talk, so why don't you come with us and see what it is?" ”

Feng Wuxian was a little puzzled, looked back at the group of people at the table who were drunk, and looked at Feng Wujing's mysterious face, then shook his head helplessly: "I really don't know what the hell you two are doing!" Okay, eighth brother and ninth brother, how about bothering the two of you to lead the way? He pretended to bend down and sing a fat mezza, and then he stood up.

Feng Wujing and Feng Wuxian couldn't help but look at each other and laugh, and the three of them laughed and walked out of the flower hall, and no one noticed that the drunken and hazy darkness just now seemed to have suddenly regained his clarity. I saw that he put down the flask he couldn't put down, reached out and touched the equipment on his body, and then quietly followed. Lingyun Zhiwei Without a Trace Volume 6 Xiao Wall Chapter 1 Festival