Don't look at Song Laosan as a man with five big and three thick, his wife is born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, although she is now middle-aged, she can vaguely tell that she must be a beauty when she is young. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info This kid is really lucky, and he has taken a wife who is like a flower.

As soon as she entered the door, Sister-in-law Song handed over a bowl of steaming noodle soup: "I wanted my father-in-law to call you over early, but I'm afraid that you haven't gotten up yet, haven't you eaten yet?" ”

"Thank you, sister-in-law." Wang Mai took the soup bowl with both hands, "I just ate it, I wanted to sleep for a while, but as soon as I lay down, the third brother came." What about the kids? "Mr. and Mrs. Song have a pair of children, the daughter is a little older, she has just turned ten years old after the New Year, and the son is three years older than the oldest.

"After eating, I'll go out to play, let your brother Song accompany you first, and I'll make some soup cakes." As he spoke, he withdrew. Basically, the people of this era called the cooked noodle food soup cake, and there was no subdivision of noodle soup, slice soup, dumplings, and wontons in later generations. The kind of soup cake with filling that Sister-in-law Song said is very close to the dumplings eaten in later generations.

"I've already rented a horse for you, take it back when you leave, and the court will ride it early tomorrow morning." Song Laosan said, "I know that you are not good at riding, so I deliberately chose a mare with a good temperament." ”

"I was thinking about this, but I didn't expect you to do it in front, so you don't have to think about it anymore." Wang Mai said with a smile.

"You don't even have a servant in that small courtyard, you have to feed the horses yourself, the official master does this, I have only seen you one." Song Laosan laughed.

"I used to be alone, and I wasn't used to being served by others. Besides, I really don't want to be this official, so I'll resign one day. Wang Mai blew the hot air on the bowl.

"If I want me to say that you don't need a servant, you should marry a lady to take care of you at your age. If it weren't for the fact that the daughter in the family was still young, I would have promised Ping'er to you, or you could take it home now, and raise it for two years before doing family affairs. "Ping'er is Song Ping'er, Song Laosan's eldest daughter.

"you, just take advantage of me when you talk, you want to be my cheap father-in-law, no way." Wang Mai scolded with a smile. Marry a ten-year-old girl and go home, do I take care of her or she takes care of me?

"I'm thirty-five years old this Chinese New Year's Eve, and if it weren't for the old soldiers in the past two years, this child of my age would have been married. Now you want money and money, you look okay, you are still an official, and it's time to find a lady. Song Laosan looked him up and down.

"You're right," Wang Mai thought for a while, "the second elder of the family must also be served by someone at that time, and he can't always point to his subordinates." If I hadn't entered Wagang this year, maybe the old man would have found a family affair for me. ”

"Go back and ask your sister-in-law to inquire about ......"

While she was talking, Sister-in-law Song came in: "What are you asking?" ”

"Mai is not young, it is time to marry a lady. I'm not at home all day, so you have time to help inquire if there is a suitable girl in the neighborhood, and you have to have a good temperament and a clean family background. Song Laosan said.

"This brother Wang is an official, how can an ordinary country girl be worthy." Sister-in-law Song thought for a while, "There is a girl in my mother's uncle's family who doesn't seem to have left the cabinet yet, and my mother-in-law is a mixed meal in the yamen, and he can barely match the king brother." ”

Wang Mai can see it, and the couple who dare to love have already thought about saying goodbye to themselves. It seems that this Song Laosan thinks that he is a potential stock, so he invests in himself. But then again, it's a good thing to think about yourself anyway.

"I wonder how old this little lady is?" Wang Mai asked.

"I'll be thirteen after the New Year." Sister-in-law Song said with a smile.

"Thirteen......" Wang Mai covered his forehead, "I'm a little younger." "It's too small, it's too small. In later life, my cousin is also thirteen years old this year, and she watches cartoons on TV every day.

"It's not small, it's a big girl."

"Is there anything bigger?"

Sister-in-law Song thought for a while: "The daughter of my cousin's family in Beishi is older, and his family has opened a rice and noodle shop, although the family is quite wealthy, but this businessman's family is ......."

"It doesn't matter if a businessman is a businessman or not," Wang Mai waved his hand, "What about age?" ”

"It's fifteen."

Wang Mai lowered his head and was speechless for a while: "Is there a bigger one?" ”

"Fifteen is already a big girl, just getting married, who is willing to want it if it's too late." Song Laosan said on the side, "No matter how old you are, you are either rough in appearance and disabled, or you are the widow of a dead man." Didn't the children of a good family marry in the 14th Five-Year Plan? ”

As she was talking, Ping'er led her younger brother Dabao back. The two children were very happy when they saw Wang Mai, and one of them called their uncle and ran to Wang Mai: "Last time, the story of Nezha was pulled away by my father before I finished telling it, and today my uncle will finish telling Ping'er and Dabao." ”

"Okay, I'll do nothing today, just tell the story for the two of you." Wang Mai picked up the rag on the table and wiped Dabao's nose, and the old man was about to fall to the ground. He grabbed a handful of copper coins from his arms and stuffed them into the two of them, "Take them and buy some sugar cakes and fruits to eat." ”

"Brother Wheat, why did you give the child copper money? The little one took the flowers. Sister-in-law Song complained.

"New Year's money." Wang Mai thought that he might not be interested in crushing money for children now, so he explained, "The custom of our Jeju government is to give children some copper coins during the Chinese New Year to ward off evil spirits. ”

"I see." The husband and wife nodded.

“…… said that Nezha was angry for a while, and skinned the third prince of Nalong and cramped, and finally ended up with a bone cut to return his father to his mother. In order to save Nezha, Nezha's master Taiyi Zhenren used lotus root to reshape his body, and Nezha was resurrected in this way. ”

"Okay......" both children jumped and clapped their hands.

Wang Mai looked out the window, it was already dark, and the beating bonfire outside the house was reflected on the walls of the house, bright or dark. After listening to the story, the two children threw the firecrackers into the fire, and after a while remembered the sound of the bamboo crackling.

"I'm done eating, I should go back, don't let the curfew time pass for a while." Wang Mai stood up and stretched.

"Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, there is no curfew." Song Laosan reminded, "After sitting at home for a day, it's better to go for a walk on the street, and now the dancing should also begin." ”

Dancing opera, originated in the ancient tribal period, was originally a sacrificial ritual to drive away ghosts and plagues, and then slowly became a custom culture, until later generations, there are still many areas where there are still remnants of the opera.

"Okay." Wang Mai has never seen what a jumping girl looks like.

The family went out happily, and Song Laosan led the rented horse, carrying some hay on the horse's back.

When I went out of the Lifang Gate, I saw a long line of torches slowly advancing from north to south, and the line was very long, and I could not see the beginning and the end. Wang Mai took a closer look, isn't this the Halloween parade? Each of them wore a ghostly mask on their faces, and they danced as they went, chanting something on their lips.

After watching it for a while, Wang Mai felt cold all over, like they said goodbye to their husband and wife, and led the horse back alone.

I didn't sleep well all night, listened to the sound of beating outside the alley, gritted my teeth and got up from the bed. I first fed the horse some hay, and after washing, I got on the horse and trotted out of the workshop. I ran west for a quarter of an hour in the dark, and finally saw the spectacular procession of the court, no less than last night's jumping team, I am afraid that there must be hundreds of people. There are also various means of transportation, such as those riding horses, riding in carts, and even those riding ox carts. Walking is no longer rare, and the color of the clothes cannot be seen clearly, but it is inferred that they should be low-ranking officials.

When you get to Luoshui Bridge, you are not allowed to ride a horse, hand over the horse to the guards outside the palace, pass through Yingtianmen, and follow the crowd all the way for nearly a quarter of an hour before you see the eaves and arches of Ziwei Palace. After climbing the long staircase for a while, he finally came to His Highness.

Panting and standing outside the hall, he looked at the civil and military officials. At this time, it was not yet hour, the crowd was noisy, and many acquaintances were talking in the hall and outside the hall. At this time, the sky began to gradually brighten up, and you could vaguely see the distinct colors of court clothes inside and outside the hall. Those who can enter the inner sanctum are all above the fifth grade, with purple crowns; Outside the hall are all below the fifth grade, both red and green, and Wang Mai is unfortunately dressed in green. If you want to live a decent life, you have to bring a little green on your body, and Wang Mai can only comfort himself like this.

Finally, a sharp voice of "Shang Chao" sounded in the hall, which should be the eunuch of the celebrant shouting, the emperor is coming.

The crowd hurriedly returned to their positions and stood still.

Wang Mai tried to stretch his neck to see what the emperor looked like, but at this time the sky was still dark, and the hall was long, and he only saw a yellow figure walking to the dragon seat and sitting down.

The head of the hundred officials wished His Majesty the Emperor a happy new year, and once again the head of the emperor, wishing the Great Sui Jiangshan a smooth new year. At this time, there was chaos, and everyone opened their hands and began to dance in circles. If it weren't for Xu Wenyuan and Old Man Xu repeatedly telling him that this was indeed the etiquette of the Great Dynasty Meeting, he would have thought that the old man was joking. Wang Mai helplessly followed the crowd to start circling, and just after two turns, he heard an exclamation in the hall, followed by a burst of chaos, as if someone had fainted. Although it is immoral for people to faint and you are happy, Wang Mai can't help but want to laugh, this big court meeting is really a group of demons dancing.

It took a long time before it quieted down, and the dance was not completed. The voice of unknown people sounded in the hall again, and it vaguely sounded like a work report of the government. After this report, the sun rose, and Wang Mai's intuitive body was already frozen, and his limbs were cold and cold. Tilting his head and looking, at this time, everyone is not as calm as at the beginning, and those who are angry at their hands, who stomp their feet gently, and rub their faces with both hands, all kinds of primitive ways to heat up emerge in endlessly.

Hey? It is really respectable that this benevolent brother behind him is so calm and still maintains etiquette under such temperature. When the man saw Wang Mai looking at him vigorously, he smiled shyly and pointed to his bulging chest. Damn, talent, why didn't I think of getting a hot water bottle here. When you turn around, you will find a cobbler to sew a sheepskin hot water bottle, which is a must-have for the court in winter.

A long list of stinky and long work reports has finally been completed, and it has come to the highlight of this court meeting, the "Sealing Ceremony".