The Tang people do not have the saying of "Spring Festival", the day of the New Year is called "New Year's Day", and the night before is Chinese New Year's Eve.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, families are reunited, every household is lit up, families drink and celebrate the New Year, and the table is full of delicacies that are reluctant to look at on weekdays. In particular, Jixian is mostly a wealthy family, everyone changes into new clothes and smiles to talk with friends and neighbors, exchange a year's gains and losses, and the trivial disputes in the past have also been put aside, and the heart is only filled with joy.

At this time in previous years, there was always Qingqing chattering endlessly instructing Yu Lang to sweep the courtyard and hang lanterns, and then the two sat in the courtyard and chatted endlessly about the bright moon in the middle of the sky.

Yu Lang sat alone in front of the gate of the front yard, on the stone table there was a half-night pearl left by Qingqing, drinking one cup after another, and keeping the New Year alone.

Obaba entered the door with a smile with a lot of gifts: "Aunt Wang is really polite, I read that our house is deserted and no one buys New Year's goods, and she gave me a lot of gifts, and my two hands are not enough." ”

After speaking, he went to the hospital to work again, although Obaba is from a foreign country, but he has long regarded himself as a Tang man in his bones, once he just envied the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, but now he likes the peace and joy here from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Shuisheng hummed and chirped, hugged a robe, and stuffed it into Yu Lang's arms: "Oh, you need new clothes for the New Year, this robe is made for you by my sister, hurry up and change it." Also, she doesn't dare to measure your size, they are all made according to the size of your old clothes, it is inevitable that there will be something that does not fit, if you are uncomfortable wearing it, put up with it for a day, she has put a lot of thought into making this robe...... It's good to make her happy all night. ”

Lin Shuisheng's tone was fierce at the beginning, but there was a pleading with sorrow in the last few sentences, and the young man who was not afraid of the earth was sorry for his sister after all.

Yu Lang unfolded the robe and took a look, and found that the robe on Lin Shuisheng's body was the same style, but it was one size bigger, it seemed that Yu Lang was regarded as a relative in the bottom of Hongshang's heart, and he was a little moved when he thought of this. He shook his robe, immediately said that he liked it very much, and went back to the house to change into it.

Making a robe is a delicate job, even if the size is not bad, there are still many points to pay attention to in the subtleties, otherwise it will inevitably be uncomfortable to wear. The red silk robe was extremely fitting, and Yu Lang felt very comfortable when he bent over and turned around, obviously the other party had put a lot of thought into it.

"What about my master? Why didn't he come to spend the New Year with me? "Lin Shuisheng has not been to Vientiane Mountain yet, and he has begun to miss his master Li Mi.

Yu Lang smiled: "I'm afraid he's trapped in the library of the Moon Washing Academy at this time, scratching his ears and cheeks." ”

Yu Lang took out the prepared New Year's gift and gave it to Lin Shuisheng: "You can take these away, and the share that your master Li Mi gave you is also included in it." ”

Among the many gifts, Lin Shuisheng's favorite is the majestic sword, he drew the sword out of the sheath, danced wildly for a while, and said something in his mouth, only feeling that he was already a heroic man who was proud of the world.

"Young master, it's windy outside, drink a bowl of hot soup to warm your stomach." Hongsilk also changed into a new dress and a new headdress, and her face was still bright without powder, and she looked like Ning Xiaoyu.

Yu Lang took the soup and drank two sips, and couldn't help but nodded: "This soup is very delicate, hmm, didn't I tell you not to call me young master anymore, I don't like to divide these, just call me Yu Lang." ”

Hongsu shook her head very resolutely: "Hongsilk is a slave in Yufu in this life, all I want to do is to take care of the young master, guard this family for Sister Qingqing, and never dare to trespass." The word friend is too extravagant for red silk, and I ask the young master to forgive me. ”

Yu Lang understands the hard work of red silk, she wants to repay her kindness, but she doesn't want to hurt Qingqing, so she takes the initiative to draw the world, leaving no possibility, this woman is chivalrous. Knowing the heart of the red silk, Yu Lang was no longer reluctant.

When the child was handed over, the big tripod in the city crashed three times, announcing that the New Year had arrived.

The snow also began to blow up, and Yu Lang was about to go back to the house.

But a group of people came in with lanterns and banging on the door lively, and the first two were Xie Zhiqian and Li Dahu.

"Brother Lang is blessed with a new year, and his longevity is extended!" Xie Zhiqian, dressed in a gorgeous costume, gave a New Year's greeting and sent a New Year's message. Xie Zhiqian is a child of the family in the end, with a big pomp and circumstance, followed by many entourages.

Xue Wenyang returned to Gaoyou for the New Year, and Xie Zhiqian and Li Dahu accompanied the elders in the family to find Yu Lang after the New Year.

When the two brothers arrived, the hall suddenly became much more lively, and Lin Shuisheng, who was originally sleepy, also followed them to play backgammon (chess) with high interest. Red Silk and Obaba were busy entertaining Xie Zhiqian's entourage, and each of them wrapped some copper coins to celebrate the New Year.

"Brother Lang, I want to go to Chang'an with you, Yangzhou City is boring without you." Xie Zhiqian threw a dried fruit into his mouth and said casually.

Yu Lang also stopped his movements, in fact, he had been looking for an opportunity to ask his brothers about their wishes, but he didn't expect Xie Zhiqian to take the initiative.

"Brother Tiger, what about you?"

Li Dahu said with some regret: "I have to go to Chang'an a while later than you, there are some things I don't know, at the latest next year, I will go to Chang'an to find you." ”

Yu Lang's heart moved: "Brother Hu, if you encounter any trouble, you must tell me, don't die alone, even if I can't help you, don't we still have that Taoist walking Li Mi." ”

During this period of time, Yu Lang always felt that Li Dahu had something hidden in his heart, and knew that he had a stubborn personality and was unwilling to implicate people, for fear that he would not be able to deal with it alone.

"Yes, Brother Tiger, isn't there still me? I, Xie Zhiqian, am also a person who is famous in Jiangnan with the Xie Jiaguanyun Sword. Xie Zhiqian couldn't help but laugh after he finished speaking.

"Haha, I still remember when we first met in the Introspection Building of Xiyue Academy, what an old-fashioned person Xie Zhiqian was, what did Brother Lang say at that time, saying that you are a new bottle of old wine - people are not old, and their hearts are declining first. I didn't expect to be a witty joke now. Li Dahu said with a smile.

"No, we're not the same now as we were three years ago. At that time, Brother Lang still loved to show off his literary talents, Brother Tiger, you are a master who suffocates all day long, Dai Yang loves to show off his light kung fu every day, Zhang Chengxing ......"

Speaking of Zhang Chengxing, the eyes of the three of them were gloomy.

Li Dahu is still the king of the round field: "Okay, I'm crazy here today, Xue Wenyang is going back to Gaoyou this time to resign with his family, he should follow you to Chang'an, I will reunite with you in Chang'an a year later, and when the brothers become the prince's first assistant, don't forget me, hahaha." ”

Li Dahu walked out of Jixianli, turned around and glanced at Yu Zhai, but he didn't know whether he would be alive or dead the next time he saw Yu Lang, even if he was alive, he was friend or foe.

In the palm of his hand, he held a cloud ancient coin.

On the first day of the first month of the third year of Tianbao, the "year" was changed to "carry".