The weather in the first year of Longxing was cold, but the first heavy snow finally came, with the heavy snow, the goose feathers flew between the Song Dynasty and the earth, and the Spring Festival of the first year of Longxing was also late.

The Spring Festival holiday in the Southern Song Dynasty was five days.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, the holiday was originally seven days, but that Bao Heizi was a workaholic, and he felt that the seven-day holiday was too wasteful, so he submitted a request to shorten the seven-day vacation to a five-day holiday.

Good fellow, as soon as the Son of Heaven heard that there was such a request, he waved his pen and the vacation was shortened......

In the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, because of repeated wars, the imperial court rarely had holidays or the like, and since 1142, the war was basically extinguished, the situation in the Southern Song Dynasty stabilized, and the imperial court breathed a sigh of relief, which began to have various holidays.

This year, the Northern Expedition of Longxing failed, and the Song and Jin countries are now negotiating peace, and there is no major event for the time being, so the officials of the Great Song Dynasty, except for the people who defend the frontier, are happy to have a five-day long vacation.

It's just that Lin'an in this Spring Festival seems to have a bit of a mountain rain coming and the wind is full of buildings.

Everyone knows that after the Spring Festival, it is the time when the case of Li Fengwu beating Chen Shen is closed, and it is also the time when Zhang Jun speaks out in the court.

Each other's Daqing halls will inevitably be filled with gunsmoke.

There will be many people who will lose their positions and even lose their black hats because of this.

Li Fengwu was locked in Wutong Commune, thinking that this little long holiday had nothing to do with him, but his uncle Zhang Jun was careful, and gave a presentation before the Spring Festival, and the official Zhao Yan was also approved, and removed the forbidden soldiers of Wutong Commune who were called guards but were actually imprisoned, and allowed Li Fengwu, the undertaker, to go out during the Spring Festival, and also allowed relatives and friends to visit Wutong Commune.

When he heard the news, it was already the beginning of the night, Li Fengwu let out a long breath, damn it, he was finally liberated from house arrest, although it was only five days, but it was also a precious freedom.

Let Li Julu take a look outside, and after making sure that the forbidden soldiers had really withdrawn, Li Fengwu came to the gate slowly, stood on the steps in front of the door, took a deep breath of fresh air, looked up at the starry sky with his hands in a hugging shape, felt the freshness of the snowflakes falling on his face, and the pores of his body exuded a pleasant coolness, "I seem to be a breeze without an end, and the sea and sky are soaring." ”

Not minding that it would disturb the people, Li Fengwu howled, "I'm finally free." ”

Zhu Zhao'er was amused when she saw this, and hit her unceremoniously, "It's only five days, look at you, I don't know the truth and think that you just came out of the prison of the Criminal Department, don't embarrass us, okay." ”

Li Fengwu laughed and reached out to catch the snowflakes like a child.

The snowflakes melted as soon as they touched their hands, Li Fengwu didn't feel freezing, looking at the layers of snow that had already been paved in front of the door, it was rare to arouse a touch of childlike innocence, and turned around and pulled Zhu Zhao'er up, "Zhao'er, let's build a snowman." ”

Zhu Zhao'er is a little resigned to her fate now, and she doesn't have much resistance to Li Fengwu, besides, most of the girls also like to play in the snow, which is very pleasant, good, good......

In the early morning of the second day, Li Fengwu was just combing his hair while waiting for Zhu Zhao'er, and the official Du Zhongqing came over and asked: "Little official, I went to Zhou's mansion just now, and the shopkeeper of Zhou said that he would come to visit you later, depending on what he meant, it seems that he wants to invite the little officials to spend the Spring Festival with them, do I still need to prepare for the Spring Festival." ”

Li Fengwu thought for a moment, "Don't go to Zhoufu, we will celebrate the Spring Festival by ourselves, you go and purchase the Spring Festival products." ”

Du Zhongqing retreated.

Li Fengwu put his arms around Zhu Zhao'er's long legs with his backhand, intentionally or unintentionally leaned on the lower hips, and asked, "It's the Spring Festival, what gift do you want?" ”

Zhu Zhao'er twisted her legs, and the struggle was not very intense, "It's a huge person, how can you still be like a child to press the New Year's money, it's too embarrassing." There was a smile on his lips.

Li Fengwu smiled dumbly, this thought is too obvious, and the feeling is to reward the silver for the New Year.

"I haven't lost you in normal times, so why don't you want that more money to do, why don't you keep it here with me and take it when you use it?" Li Fengwu felt very good, and Zhu Zhaoer's behavior became more and more heartwarming.

I'm afraid that this woman's heart is gradually melted by herself.

Zhu Zhao'er snorted, "I don't, men can't be relied on, in case I become a yellow-faced woman one day, no one wants it, I can spend the rest of my life in peace if I have money, and I won't be miserable and miserable after being kicked out of the house." ”

Li Fengwu pursed her mean lips and smiled, "I am reluctant to divorce you, of course, you have to give me a son." ”

Zhu Zhao'er was embarrassed, slapped Li Fengwu on the shoulder, and pinned the wooden comb to her long hair, "Whoever wants to have a son with you, don't be ashamed, comb it yourself." With that, he slipped out the door red.

Li Fengwu just laughed.

What is love...... Maybe I didn't think about anything about love with her when I bought Zhu Zhao'er when I returned home, and if there was, it was purely erotic.

But now between him and Zhu Zhaoer, it seems that there is indeed love.

It's not like love at first sight in Wen Qianmo, nor is it like the love born out of responsibility after Yelu Maitreya took it by force, but the love that has been in love for a long time, well, the normal pronunciation of this Japanese word is a noun not a verb.

and Jeru-Maitreya is called a verb.

At noon, his uncle Zhou Qingfeng's family, brought a bookkeeper to Wutong Commune, everyone had lunch together, and in the leisure time of drinking tea, Zhou Qingfeng took the initiative to take out all the account books of the Lin'an shop of the Li family's splendid silk village, and asked Li Fengwu to look at it.

For this uncle, his father Li Laosan absolutely trusts him, and Li Fengwu also absolutely trusts him, he has been in Lin'an for so long, and he has never checked Lin'an's account, and Zhou Qingfeng is also a person who knows how to be grateful.

The fact that the Li family's petty officials don't check it doesn't mean that they won't show it to him.

Li Fengwu just smiled at this, and did not make a gesture to say Uncle I believe in you, I don't need to check this account book, but read it seriously for a long time, of course, Li Fengwu, who is a liberal arts student, can't see any way at all.

Fortunately, Zhou Qingfeng had already dealt with it, and the bookkeeper was prepared for Li Fengwu.

Under the careful and patient explanation of Mr. Ledger, Li Fengwu roughly glanced at all the account books, then closed them and asked Zhou Qingfeng to take them back to the Splendid Silk Village.

Meaning that after checking the accounts, Zhou Qingfeng was unable to accompany Li Fengwu to drink tea and play chess because of his business movements, so he took his family back early.

This is not to say that Zhou Qingfeng is jealous of Li Fengwu's current situation, but as the New Year is approaching, the Li family's business in Lin'an still needs him to take care of it, and it is not a simple matter to send the noble brocade silk in the Li family's industry to the palace.

It can be said that these few days are Zhou Qingfeng's busiest moments.

The day before the Chinese New Year, the heavy snow stopped.

Lin'an City is like a spring breeze blowing, suddenly lively and extraordinary, Li Fengwu also thought quietly, after handing over all the matters of the Spring Festival to Du Zhongqing, he took the beautiful maid and the fierce servant out of the Wutong Commune, and went to the street to tease the little lady of the good family on the street. (To be continued.) )