After watching the ball game, they went back to their homes, and the two good friends couldn't see whether Mrs. Kong had the intention of marrying a daughter, but the two of them had done their best, Xue Lang sent Changjian to Jianglin's mansion to inform Su Siniang of today's meeting, and then it could only be handed over to her.

However, no matter how the Kong family replied, it would have to wait until after the winter solstice. The winter solstice is called the sub-year, and together with "Yuanzheng" and "cold food", it is known as the three major festivals in ancient times. In the Tang Dynasty, the winter solstice saints had to go to the mound to worship the sky, and after returning home, the monarchs and ministers had to sacrifice their ancestors. After the winter solstice is over, it will be followed by winter hunting, and winter hunting will be performed in winter.

As an official of the imperial court, for Xue Lang, it represents a large number of complicated official activities, some of which are held by the emperor and some that need to be held by himself. In ancient times, the etiquette system was more important, and the imperial history would also focus on this piece, if it was not done well, it would be dismissed from office.

There is another important thing, that is, the sage has already issued an edict, and Ye Qing and Jiang Lin will return to the dynasty to participate in the winter martial arts exercise in Chang'an this year.

This is the rhythm of winning the battle and letting everyone come back for the New Year together?!

The saint is still quite good in some places.

This year, the Tang Dynasty has a good wind and rain, and there is a bumper harvest of sweet potatoes and potatoes, and the festival activities are very huge. I don't know which talented minister wrote the prayer and sacrifice, the whole text is graceful, the rhetoric is gorgeous, and it is very much a praise of the saint's achievements this year.

Xue Lang let him see for himself, it was impossible to break the sentence by himself, but after listening to others read it, and judging the sentence from the tone, he could roughly understand it, and combined with the sage's pretending to be serious, but he couldn't help but restrain some smug eyes, it was even more clear.

The prayer focused on this year's victory over the Turks, followed by a bumper harvest of sweet potatoes and potatoes, the excavation of cotton, and so on.

Xue Lang wore a dress with wide robes and large sleeves, followed the ranks of the ministers, hungry, enduring hunger and thirst, and followed the saint to worship the sky. He is not the only one in such a state, everyone is like this, including the saints, the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is solemn and solemn, and cannot be interrupted halfway, in order to ensure that the ceremony will not be ugly, everyone is hungry together, and then eat when they go home. Fortunately, there was no snow on the winter solstice this year, otherwise, it would have been even more difficult to survive hunger.

Finally, after the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens, the monarchs and ministers all got into the carriage, turned back to the city, and returned home. It's just the right time to eat something to pad your stomach at this time on the road.

As soon as he got into the carriage, Hexiang, who was waiting for him in the carriage, immediately handed over a bowl of ginger soup. Although it didn't snow, the cold wind was blowing and drilled into the neck vigorously, and I couldn't move my limbs at will to ward off the cold.

Even if Xue Lang was still young, he was blown cold on all fours, frowned and drank a bowl of ginger soup, and hurriedly instructed Hexiang: "Blanch a bowl of oil tea noodles that I fried yesterday, starve me to death!" ”

"Whoa."

A bowl of ginger soup and two bowls of oil tea noodles in the stomach, Xue Lang felt alive, holding the hand stove and wrapping the blanket, and it took a while to recover. I didn't do anything when I went home, so I took a hot bath to get rid of the cold and continue to worship my ancestors.

Tomorrow, the saints in the palace will hold a family banquet and summon the kings and princesses in Chang'an City to participate, and will not feast the ministers. Xue Lang was not eligible to participate, but the sage envoy specially came to inform him that he would also participate tomorrow.

I didn't say anything all night, and the next day, I went to the palace on time to attend the banquet. Because it was a family banquet, the sage's harem and princesses all attended. Everyone enjoyed singing and dancing, drinking and composing poetry.

Princess Pingyang naturally came, she sat on the left hand side of the saint with the crown prince and King Qi, and Xue Lang sat on the right hand side of the saint with King Qin, opposite Princess Pingyang.

Seeing Princess Pingyang, Xue Lang arched his hand at her, Princess Pingyang was slightly blessed, and replied to him with a smiling look. With just this glance, Xue Langfu was in his heart, and suddenly understood the meaning of Princess Pingyang's reply to his blank paper-

A blank piece of paper, nothing, just nothing!

Xue Lang is also concerned about chaos, he thinks crankily, Princess Pingyang is a reasonable person. Xue Lang is relieved!

Probably because Xue Lang's reassuring expression was too obvious, Princess Xiangyang over there covered her mouth and laughed, turned her head to Pingyang's ear and didn't know what to say, which provoked Pingyang to pat her, and the sisters laughed.

After the rain, the sky was clear, Xue Lang was very pleasing to the eye, listening to the princes and princesses chanting poems, regardless of whether they were good or bad, they all gave enthusiastic applause, which made the saint very happy.

Write poems and enjoy singing and dancing. At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the palace was a family ceremony, and the banquet was not restricted. Everyone drank together, enjoyed singing and dancing together, Xue Langle peeked at Princess Pingyang, and deserted while drinking-

After the winter solstice, it looks like Yuan Zheng is about to be, and after Yuan Zheng, it is the day of his wedding to Princess Pingyang, but what to do with the hypnotic poem?

With the level that he can't even make limericks like "white on the yellow dog, swollen on the white dog", the hypnotic poem is really a painful thing, if it is just like modern times, it would be great if it could all be sent away with red envelopes!

Compared with composing poetry, can a problem be solved with money, can it still be called a problem? Why don't you ask the talented people in Chang'an, who is better at composing poems, ask someone to compose a few poems, and spend money to buy them?

Xue Lang took a drink slowly with a wine glass, his expression was quite serious and solemn.

It's easy to spend money to buy it, but what's even more painful is that the Manchu Dynasty civil and military all know that he can't compose poems, and when the time comes, when the makeup poem is read out, everyone will know that it was not made by him, which is like covering his ears and stealing a bell. This is really a dilemma for the left and the right, and there is no one to consult, so you can't go to the princess herself to discuss!

Xue Lang looked around with a solemn expression, and unexpectedly found that there was also King Qin who did not belong to his thoughts. It seems that today's expression of King Qin has been more solemn, sitting in the Lin De Hall at this time, as if his heart did not follow, drinking wine one after another, fast and urgent, there is no smile on his face, which is like the prince, sitting under the sage, from time to time with the sage laughing and talking, tasting the dancing girl in the field, which one dances well, which color is good.

In terms of dealing with women, the Li family's father and son, including Er Fengjun, basically have no discipline. The history books also say that Li Yuan, the crown prince, and the father and son of King Qi are all more lustful. In fact, in Xue Lang's opinion, Er Fengjun is not far behind, no one in this father and son family has to dislike anyone, they are all good all the way.

After complaining, Xue Lang couldn't help but diverge his thoughts-

After King Qi was cleaned up by Princess Pingyang last time, he didn't hear Princess Qi complain to Princess Pingyang again, and he didn't know how the two got along. was butterflyed by Xue Lang and Princess Pingyang like this, will he hook up with Erfeng in the future? I don't know how these two hooked up!

Besides, the eldest grandson is also good-tempered, Erfeng hooked up with her brother-in-law, and she didn't say anything...... Maybe there may be, but a woman with high EQ and high IQ like the eldest grandson will never embarrass her husband outside, as for how to clean up Li Er behind closed doors, it is unknown!

"Ahem!"

Xue Lang was embarrassed by his own brain hole, and he was a little speechless. King Qin sat on Xue Lang's head, heard his cough, turned his head and asked, "Youyang has a cold?" After you go back, you have to send a doctor to take a look, don't catch the cold. ”

Xue Lang hurriedly came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Thank you Erlang for your concern, it's okay, it's just a little distracted just now, and I was choked by the drink, it's okay!" Uh......"

As he spoke, he looked up at King Qin with a smile-

At this glance, I can see the problem! King Qin's eyes were red, with tears in his eyes, and he had an expression of "I want to cry, but I can't cry, I have to hold back".

Xue Lang was stunned, and quickly looked at Princess Qin, who also looked anxious, Princess Qin shook her head vaguely, and looked like she had nothing to do.

Xue Lang looked up at the high-spirited saint above, and said in a low voice: "Erlang, no matter why you cry, you must hold back, you can't cry, don't ruin the saint's interest!" ”

Princess Qin also said: "Husband, I know the pain in your heart for my wife, but today, this place is not a place for you to vent your sorrows, is it okay to endure it for a good husband?" ”

As he spoke, he quickly took out his handkerchief and asked King Qin to cover his mouth a little, so as not to cry. King Qin took it and directly covered his handkerchief on his face, covering his mouth with his hand to prevent the cry from leaking out.

However, everyone who has cried knows that the more they want to hold back and not cry, the more they can't help it, King Qin's tears are like a river that bursts the embankment, rolling down, even if King Qin covers his mouth with a handkerchief to prevent the cry from leaking out, the tears still can't be stopped.

Xue Lang secretly screamed that it was not good, Princess Qin's face turned white! It's not good for the two of them to get up to cover King Qin, and it's not easy to change seats with him, which is even more attention-grabbing!

was worried, Concubine Yin De, who was next to the saint, seemed to notice the situation here, and said something in the saint's ear, and the saint's brows couldn't help frowning: , Looking at this side: "Erlang, why are you acting like this?" ”

Xue Lang and Princess Qin spoke almost at the same time: "Hui Sage (Hui Father) ......"

The saint shouted: "I'm asking Erlang, let Erlang speak, why do you two need to talk!" ”

Obviously, the saint is not happy anymore!

Originally, it was a big holiday, the family drank and enjoyed together, and everyone was happy, everyone was good, and King Qin's face was full of gloom, and he actually cried, disturbing the interest of the saint to have fun, and the saint was quite unlucky.

I listened to King Qin: "Back to my father, it is my son's fault to disturb my father's interest, but my son really can't help it, my son is missing his mother!" In previous years, when she was in Jinyang, and until the winter solstice, A-Niang would take her sons and other brothers and sisters to make wontons together. Now my Li family sits in the world, enjoying the world's first-class dignity, but A-Niang has been lying alone in a lonely grave, can not enjoy, thinking about this, the child can't help but suffer, sadness comes from it! ”

As he spoke, he fell on his knees and began to cry!