Three days later, the auction results were announced as scheduled! During the shooting, people were quickly arranged to follow up all the training of the imperial court, and those who did not win the auction packed their bags and returned to various places before the next Yuan Festival, of course, when they left, they did not forget to buy some seeds to go back-

Due to the limited number of seeds, the imperial court limited the purchase, sweet potatoes can be purchased per person for ten acres of seeds, and potatoes are no more than two acres. It's really because there are many areas to promote, and I'm afraid that there won't be enough seeds.

Since it is not in season, the first thing to do is to train the process of making vermicelli. After learning it, they can go home separately, and when it comes to the sowing season, the instructors of the imperial court will go to various places to provide technical guidance.

At this point, the auction was successfully concluded. The temporary team, which Xue Lang called the auction committee, from Xue Lang to the officials, all received the reward from the saint from his private treasury, and they were busy, which was the reward everyone deserved.

After receiving the reward, Xue Lang deliberately stood at the door and waited for everyone, looked at everyone with a happy look, and thanked everyone with a smile: "You have worked hard these days, thank you for your help, the auction has ended successfully, from tomorrow, there will be a three-day holiday, everyone will have a good rest, and after that, everyone will still return to the original department to work." Thank you, it is a pleasure to cooperate with all of you, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future, and I will see you later! ”

Everyone, including the Li brothers, was probably thanked by the peak for the first time, they were all a little at a loss, everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally recommended the most eloquent Xiao Li Lang to come out, bowed down and hugged his fists, and saluted Xue Lang: "Xue Shilang, Xia Guan is entrusted by everyone, on behalf of everyone to thank Xue Shilang, follow Xue Shilang these days, everyone has learned a lot of knowledge that is not in the book, we should also thank Xue Shilang!" Xie Xue Shilang pointed out! ”

"Xie Xue Shilang advises!"

Xue Lang waved his hand, exchanged a few more words, and then dispersed. To tell the truth, Xue Lang has been busy for several days in a row, and he does feel tired, so he went home and took a hot bath after breaking up, drank a cup of ginseng tea made by Lamei, and fell asleep until the next day.

When he got up, his spirit was still a little tepid, wrapped in a blanket, and he listened to Xue Si ask about things: "Da Lang, the next Yuan Festival is coming, how should I live in the house, please show Da Lang?" ”

"The next metaverse? What is this holiday? I've never been, what's the point? Xue Si replied: "The Xia Yuan Festival is the birthday of the water official, the Taoists want to do the dojo to pay tribute to the Emperor of the Water Official, the people are mostly to worship the ancestors, and the craftsmen want to worship the furnace god on the Xia Yuan Festival." ”

Speaking of worshiping the ancestors, Xue Lang thought of the lie he made up when he first came, he was about to marry Princess Pingyang, and the ancestral tablet, sacrifice, or something should really be taken seriously.

When he first built the house, according to the custom, he wanted to invite the ancestral tablet, and at that time he made a simple ceremony, every morning he got up and burned three pillars of incense, and burned some paper money when he met Qingming cold food. When he gets married in the future, these are all things that housewives do, and he needs to pay attention to them! Sure enough, a lie has to be fulfilled by putting a lie!

Xue Lang thought for a while and asked Xue Si: "Is it too late to contact a Taoist temple to make a dojo now?" ”

Xue Si said: "In Chang'an City, there are many Taoist temples and Buddhist temples, so it is naturally in time. ”

After Xue Lang pondered for a while, he said, "You take my name post, go to contact a Taoist temple with a good reputation, come to make a dojo, and then see what you need, you can also prepare." ”

"Whoa! It's just, what kind of dojo does Da Lang want to do? Please also instruct, the old slave is looking for a mage! ”

Xue Lang was stunned, remembered some kind of bad memory, took a breath, suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, and said: "Be a dojo of the underworld and yang, pray for the living, and recommend the dead." ”

"Whoa! The old slave will do it! ”

Xue Xi took the order and left.

As a generation born in New China and grew up under the red flag, Xue Lang actually doesn't believe in this, the only one in the world who can save himself is himself, and no one can rely on the others, the immortal emperors! He believes that those who help themselves will be helped by genius, and those who give up on themselves will be abandoned by heaven!

When his parents died, he was still young and didn't understand this, he just thought about everything according to the funeral customs, and a relative deceived him when he was young and didn't know how to do it, so he found two fake monks and defrauded him of more than 20,000 yuan. He also inadvertently bumped into the scene of sharing the spoils, and since then, religion has become a philosophy for him, and has no other meaning.

Now that he has passed, maybe there is really a god in the underworld, he is willing to sincerely pray for his parents' souls to rest in the sky, pray for the health of Xue Qing and his beloved princess in modern times, and have nothing else to ask for.

Xue Si was very efficient, and in the afternoon of the same day, he contacted the Taoist chief of the Qingxu Temple in the city, and started the day before the Xia Yuan Festival, and held a three-day Underworld and Yang Liangli Dojo.

The court of the Xia Yuan Festival is only open for one day, and Xue Lang has to take two days off, but fortunately, the official business at hand is almost busy, and the arrangements have been arranged. And a few days after the Xia Yuan Festival is the winter solstice, and the winter solstice court will also have a holiday, which is a rare idle day at the end of the year.

Xue Lang was busy doing things at home. At the court meeting of the early dynasty, the imperial history was making a generous statement, and the saint's face sank like water, staring at the imperial history that read out the recital, and he couldn't wait to stare people out of a hole!

Yushi was unmoved, his face was full of righteousness, and his tone was very sonorous and powerful: "...... Regarding the new discovery and utilization of Bai Diezi, benefiting the country and the people, Princess Pingyang of Anguo, as the imperial daughter, enjoys the glory and wealth of Anguo, but does not want to serve the family and the country, compete for profits with the people, cherish herself with a broom, mislead the country and the people, it really shouldn't be! ”

The saint couldn't see joy or anger on his face, and asked, "Then according to Pan Yushi, what should Pingyang do?" ”

Pan Yushi immediately said: "Qi Qi sage, seeing that the cold winter is coming, please sage in the spirit of compassion, benevolence and righteousness, Princess Pingyang of Anguo handed over all the white stacked cotton harvested this year, all of them into the cotton jacket that the sage said, and distributed it to the border army in the north to resist the severe cold." And please ask the saint to send an edict, and ask the Ministry of Civil Affairs and the Si Nong Temple to cooperate and vigorously promote the planting of white stacks! ! ”

The sage said: "The Qing family is really a fist, and they are all for the people and the public." ”

Pan Yushi said solemnly: "This is the duty of a minister, and it should not be praised by a saint." ”

The sage was noncommittal, looked at the ministers in the hall, and asked loudly: "All the princes here, who else agrees with Pan Yushi's words?" Come, take a wat board and listen to me! ”

Today is the Great Dynasty Meeting, the three provinces and six ministries plus the officials in Chang'an are all in the court, only Xue Lang has not taken leave because he wants to do things at home.

When the sage's words fell, there was really a sound of hitting the wat board in twos and threes, and King Qin turned his head to see who was hitting the wat board. The saint sat on the throne, his vision was wider, and he could see more clearly, and his heart was struggling, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't!

The reason why the court meeting is here is because of a display of the saint when he went to the court-

As a result, there was a problem with this display, and Yushitai actually popped out of two hundred and five, in front of the princes of the court, above the court, directly participated in Princess Pingyang and competed with the people for profit!