"Brother Qin, it is rare for you and me to return to the imperial capital, when are you free, brother, I will be the east, let's get together together."

Lowering his voice, Liao Qichang showed a sincere smile on his face, as if he was as familiar as an old friend who hadn't seen each other for many years, even if he knew that the other party was not necessarily sincere, Qin Duan still felt very comfortable in his heart.

"Brother beckons, brother, how dare I not go? Brother, you set the time, I will definitely arrive on time, but my brother must find a place with enough taste, and stay in the dilapidated house given to me by His Majesty every day, which makes people panic. Nodding again and again, Qin Dui was happy in his heart, and he agreed to it.

An imperceptible light flashed in his little eyes, and Liao Qichang responded with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, I guarantee that you will experience a different style from other places." In this way, how about I send someone to the house tomorrow night to pick up my brother? ”

Qin Duan readily agreed to the invitation, and then settled down to listen to the introduction of the activities during the Spring Festival.

The Spring Festival is the most solemn festival of the Great Qin people, because the Great Qin people account for the absolute majority of the entire Great Qin Empire, the proportion is as high as more than 85 percent, and after hundreds of years of mixed living, except for a very few special ethnic groups, the vast majority of the ethnic minorities are also integrated with the Great Qin people, accustomed to the way of life of the Great Qin people, so naturally, the Spring Festival has also become the most important festival of the empire.

The Spring Festival originated from the worship of spring by the ancient Daqin people, they believe that spring is the season at the beginning of the year when all things recover, and the origin of life is conceived, so they calculate the Spring Festival of each year according to the ancient astronomical star image, generally on a certain day in January and February at the beginning of each year, since that day is a continuous spring festival for fifteen consecutive days, until the last day of the Lantern Festival night, every household eats the sweets of the Lantern Festival, and the whole spring festival activity is officially over.

The imperial capital was the political, economic, cultural, and artistic center of the empire. Gathering the essence of all aspects of the empire, the annual Spring Festival is also the most prosperous and lively season in the imperial capital, whether it is the imperial official, civil organizations or individuals, will launch a variety of celebrations and programs, which can be described as varied. Emerge endlessly, allowing you to fully appreciate the wealth and luxury of the empire.

Qin Dui, who returned to the mansion, hurriedly replaced the outfit that represented his dukedom status, for him, this was simply a burden, not only meaningless, but also restricted his freedom, if it wasn't for every time he had to go to court, Qin Dui even wanted to throw it into the bottom of the box.

Thinking of Liao Qichang's invitation, Qin Duan couldn't help but think about his background. Liao Qichang served as the head of Jiangnan County for ten years. It has a deep connection with the various gate valve families of the seven prefectures of Jiangnan County, and also represents the interests of the empire's commercial family forces locally, and Zeng Guohong, the minister of commerce of the empire, and Changgui, the head of Wuhu County, are called the spokespersons of the southern aristocracy (including the Shu clan and some scholars), representing the southern aristocratic group with strong economic strength.

It stands to reason that he has deep connections and strong influence in Jiangnan County, and it is inevitable that he will have an explicit or implicit connection with Zhao Youzhen, the king of letters, who is inextricably linked with the great nobles (scholars) of Jiangnan County, but judging from the information he has in all aspects, this Liao Qichang seems to maintain a puzzling relationship with Zhao Youzhen, the king of letters, neither mutual support nor mutual confrontation. It is a relationship between planting well water and not committing the peace and quiet of the river, as the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. Qin Dui really couldn't understand how the two sides could maintain such a wonderful relationship in this area, which was the biggest reason why Qin Dui wanted to know this person.

Maybe there will be some unexpected gains in the interaction with this person, Qin Duan thought.

Qin Dui, who was meditating in the study, felt so bored, and returned to normal, Master Li had already taken Wei Xianxian and Charlotte out of the door, and the imperial capital on the first day of the Spring Festival was extremely lively, and almost every household would open their doors to welcome guests. And all kinds of grand celebrations will also kick off today, the three girls have been looking forward to this day for a long time, and being able to open their hearts and have a good rest for a day can be regarded as a day off.

Still holding the book of "Flying Birds" in his hand, Qin Duan was absent-minded, and it was not until a gentle knock on the door that he pulled him back from his disorganized thoughts.

"Your Excellency. There is urgent intelligence. It was Song Tianxiong's voice.

After carefully reading the information sent by Deng Xian, Qin Duan fell into confusion. The city guards of three divisions went out of Beijing overnight and went south? Foreign Secretary Surridan departs today for a secret trip to Milan? Vice Foreign Minister Jing Zezhong urgently visited the South Seas Alliance?

If it weren't for Deng Xian's absolutely accurate narrative in the information, Qin Duan couldn't believe the authenticity of this information anyway. What is the Empire going to do? Or maybe something went wrong in the south? Is the empire really going to fight a big battle during the Spring Festival to prove that the empire is still strong?

Maybe it was the Mache Khans who had some excesses that stimulated the empire? No, the Maqi Khan people shouldn't be so stupid, knowing that this is the most important festival for the entire Great Qin people, how could they do such a stupid thing, so what is the problem? Even Qin Duan did not expect that under the double stimulation of his own march into Beiloulan and the occupation of Yuejing by the Maqi Khans, the Lin Lang family, who had been in obscurity, could no longer bear it, and chose this extremely opportune time to highlight the surprise troops, setting off a frenzy of southward expedition.

"Dengyun, are you still used to it in the Guards?" Sitting casually on the big chair in the study, Qin Duan motioned for Gu Dengyun to sit down.

"Thank you for your concern, Dengyun can get used to it." Glancing at Qin Duan, who was sitting at the top, with some confusion, Gu Dengyun replied respectfully.

Since joining the guards, Qin Duan has never talked to Gu Dengyun alone, all of them are like an ordinary guard, on duty, patrolling, waiting, all the work seems so boring, but Gu Dengyun doesn't care, as the eldest son of the Bashan Gu family, the strict training and study he received have long taught him to maintain a normal mind in any state.

At first, although he didn't show anything on the surface, he always had a sense of superiority in his heart, thinking that he might not be as good as these colleagues in battle to kill the enemy, but in work like defense and defense and counter-assassination, he should be far better than these colleagues who have not undergone much systematic martial arts training. But seeing the meticulous work style of his colleagues, the experienced joint defense skills, and the spirit of forgetting to die, Gu Dengyun realized that he actually had a lot to learn.

And Song Tianxiong, who is his leader, is not a few years older than himself, but the pure Demon Suppression Vajra Fist that was inadvertently revealed made him sigh to himself, and the deep internal strength of that hand felt that it might take him five years to reach that state, and Song Tianxiong's identity as a disciple of the Great Xiangguo Temple also made him feel that his identity was not worth caring about in the eyes of others. (To be continued......)