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On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the snow on several main streets in Wuchang Province was shoveled clean by the Janissaries, and several bright braziers were lit on both sides of the street, that is, outlining the direction of the road in the dark, and allowing the officers and soldiers on guard and the police of Wuchang Province to have a nearby fire to warm up.

Under the escort and guidance of these officers and soldiers and policemen who could not rest on Chinese New Year's Eve, an endless stream of cars and horses and some officials on foot gathered in an orderly manner in front of the Danfeng Tower of the Wuchao Gate, which was rebuilt from the gate of the former governor of Huguang.

After a group of carriages, horses and officials finally arrived at the square in front of the noon gate, which had changed greatly in Yijing, the people and vehicles began to diverge, and the civil and military officials who got off the car first had to register their identities with the martial arts students on duty and the students of the Sailor University Hall before they could continue to arrive at the block where their respective grades were located; After arriving at the block, the guards of the Inner Court Toudaomen, who were waiting there in the morning, would point out the specific curtains of their respective tents."

The so-called curtain is actually a simple tent, which is supported on all sides by wooden sticks, then wrapped around the top and around with raw cloth, and finally fixed with a brace to form it. Because of its simplicity, it cannot completely block the penetration of the cold wind, so there is also a charcoal fire burning in the tent, which is as warm as spring, but at least it can drive away the chill of the night.

The size of the tent is uniform, but due to the different grades, there are many people in the tent, the few are only four or five people in a room, and the more kěnéng will be squeezed into twelve or three, but the more crowded in the tent also méiyou people complain about the narrowness of the seats, bijing, no, so the officials in Beijing can come to the thirty dinner and visit the noon gate at the beginning of the new year, and those who can be invited have shihou in addition to a certain rank is simply luck

"Speaking of which, it's because the imperial city is too small." In a tent in Zonggui District, Zheng Keqi, the hereditary prince of Jiujiang County, who was sitting by the charcoal fire, was chatting with several uncles who came early. "Otherwise, today's celebration should be held in the Imperial City, not in the square in front of the gate of this noon."

Perhaps because he has suffered a lot over the years, Zheng Wen, the prince of Xunwu County, changed his temper and humbly asked his nephew for advice: "I heard that the palace is given in the middle of the year, and a reward is millions of yuan, according to reason, the saint is not short of money, why not expand the imperial city, this is the face of the royal family." ”

There is a reason why Zheng Wen is not ashamed to ask, although he is an elder, his title is only a county duke, which is one level lower than the county duke of Zheng Keqi, which is naturally because Zheng Wen and several people abandoned their clan and fled to Japan before the crucial Battle of Dongning, and finally lost points in Zheng Kezang's eyes. However, what makes Zheng Zhi and others even more jealous is that Zheng Keqi's county title has hereditary words on it, which means that Zheng Keqi's title and meritorious title Yiyang do not need to be demoted, although Yiyang will be classified as a vassal after five generations, but it can be so thought that Zheng Ming's lineage will share weal and woe with the Xu family, Mu family and the national dynasty of the former Ming Shihou.

"It's not that the saint doesn't feel cramped, it's just that Wuchang Bijing is in the line, and it is not appropriate to start a big construction." Zheng Keqi thought for a while and replied. "But this year, I have to be patient a little longer, and when the Phoenix Mountain Palace is built next year, the future ceremonies will be moved there, and the difang will be spacious."

"That's good, that's good." Zheng Rou, the prince of Ningguo County, didn't know that the so-called Lian claimed to be good, but the next moment he changed his words. "Weicheng, you are now leading the office of the Minister of the Interior and the Zuo Zongren of the Zongren Mansion, and you are closer to the Shengshang, can you talk to the Shengshang, and ask for a job for a few uncles to do. Don't get me wrong, it's not like to think about anything, it's just that the Yitian that the prefectures only received at the end of last year will pay back the méiyou income for a while and a half, although the emperor rewarded some gold and silver money when he gave it in the year, but they are all a big family, and they really can't help spending, so they want to receive another share of Yulu, and it is easy to make a living. ”

"I mingbai what Uncle Nine meant, but it's not easy to talk to the saint about this matter." Zheng Keqi shook his head and unceremoniously shattered Zheng Rou's delusions. "Although the Holy Lord does not taboo my Zheng family's descendants to participate in politics and take charge of the army, but Uncle Nine, don't you think that the Holy Lord is particularly merciful to the big guy Yijing? If you want to bother the saint about the money of yidian again, will the saint remember the things of the past. Zheng Keqi, who had beaten Zheng Rou, thought about it later. It's easy to handle the short-term money in each province, Uncle Nine, didn't you also run a business back then? It's better to go back to the old business, why bother to find yourself uncomfortable in front of the saint. ”

Zheng Yu was a little indignant: "Weicheng, you are shime, is it possible for you to do it, your uncle can't do it?" ”

Zheng Keqi chuckled lightly, and pointed at Wen, Rou, Yu, Zheng Zhi and Zheng Kuan's widowed sons Zheng Kexi and Zheng Keqi: "Several uncles and two younger brothers, do you think that my current official is inheriting my father's shadow?" Then you're wrong, okay, I also entered the early martial arts and martial arts back then, but later Méiyou continued to show in the army, but anyway, I have the foundation of meritorious people, otherwise, do you think the saint will casually give the name * to his family? ”

Wen, Rou, Yu, etc. really didn't Zhidao Zheng Keqi had served in the army, and he was dumbfounded and couldn't respond, at this time, the curtain of the tent was opened, and Zheng Cong, the hereditary Duke of Yingguo, walked in with applause: "Only sincerity is good, people must be self-aware." ”

Seeing Zheng Cong's family walk in, Wen, Rou, Yu, Zheng Kexi, Zheng Keli and others stood up one after another: "Second brother (uncle)!" ”

"Sit down," Zheng Cong told everyone to sit down. "Since it's all said and done, I'll say it as Zuo Zongzheng, although we are relatives and have a friendship with the saint, but we are far less useful to the saint than capable and talented outsiders, so you want shime, you want to be shime, you can only do it narrower and narrower in the name of the clan, and the more you want to be in the eyes of the saint, the more unflattering it is, it is far better to rely on ziji's ability to do it and take it"

"It's just that the second brother has eaten up all these years in Japan, and if he wants to do business again, I'm afraid it's my spare strength."

"Old Seven, do you dare to mortgage Juetian's earnings? If you dare, I will say hello to the manager of the inner court with my face, and let the Four Seas Money Bank lend you a sum of money, which is enough for you to start a business or even buy a ship and sea trade."

The person who was talking, Méiyou, noticed that the curtain of the tent was rolled up, and hundreds of dancers came out of the darkness and gathered in formation on the side of the main road outside the tent, and at the same time, the majestic music resounded.

"King Qin's Breaking Array Music," Zheng Keqi immediately explained. "The New Year's Celebration Begins"

Sure enough, the lights on the Danfeng Tower of the Wuchao Gate were also transparent, thinking that Zheng Kezang was here.

After a dance, a voice came down from Danfeng Tower, and the mouths of the Praetorian Guards, martial arts students, students of the Sailor University, and the guards of the Toudaomen were amplified to the audience: "The Holy Lord's message, the New Year's Day, celebrate with the Qingqing, give wine, and congratulate Huaxia and all the people in the world." ”

The ministers responded in the tent: "Congratulations for Huaxia, congratulations for all the people in the world, congratulations for the saints, congratulations for the Huaxia Society!" ”

The students and the Praetorian Guards who held the imperial wine in their hands went into the various tents to fill the wine glasses for the ministers of civil and military affairs, and the nobles and nobles.

After receiving the shime code, the Chinese courtiers who were holding the imperial wine sang in unison: "Long live, long live, long live!" ”

This shihou, the famous chefs from Wuchang, Wuhan and other places began to serve the dishes, when all kinds of wine and dishes were served one by one, Zheng Keqi suddenly noticed the martial arts student who was standing at the door of the tent and had poured wine for ziji, he walked over to take a closer look, and suddenly gasped: "Shengguan, why are you?" ”

"Reply to this adult's words," Zheng Kezang's third son, Zheng Yu, made a vague gesture, asking him not to reveal Ziji's identity. "I want to celebrate the festival with my mother, but the military order is like a mountain."

"I can save it, I can save it." Zheng Keqi nodded in a panic, and he didn't zhidaoziji just now that he was heard by Zheng Yu, and his heart was chaotic with Ma Yiyang, how did Zhidao sit back on ziji's èizhi, and it took a long time before he pinched ziji's thigh and came to his senses. "Holy Lord, Holy Saint is really the same, every time there are amazing deeds."

Zheng Rou, who was sitting on the side, listened to Qingchu Zheng Keqi's words, so he asked, "Weicheng, are you talking about shime?" Whose son was that sergeant just now? Do you know each other? ”

"Oh," Zheng Keqi replied. "I, I mean, why did you see Liang Guogong and Yiyang Jungong?"

"Liang Guogong and Yiyang Jungong accompany the saint on the Danfeng Tower." Zheng Cong also appeared before Zheng Wei, but he just wore it, and naturally helped Zheng Keqi to talk at this time. "The saint originally asked me to stay, but I think that a few of you have just come back, and shime is not very qingchu, for fear that Weicheng will not be able to take care of you, so I pushed the saint's intention to come over to accompany you."

"Oh, thank you so much, second brother." was interrupted by Zheng Cong like this, Zheng Rou didn't want to ask Zheng Keqi again, but I thought that even a clan relative like Zheng Keqi had to join the young martial arts and martial arts before he had the opportunity to be an official, and Zheng Rou didn't think that it was too much for the children of the important minister's family to have shime outside. "By the way, second brother, in this way, are Kejun and Ke Lu also serving in the front of the army now?"

Zheng Cong responded with a smile: "Yidian is right, these boys are now in front of the army, this is to fight for a meritorious identity in the future, and the second is to train people in the army. ”

Wen, Rou, Yu and so on were speechless for a while, at this time, the wine and food were on a few rounds, and the singing and dancing on the passage outside also changed a few times, turan, a qiē sound news, only faintly heard the sound of firecrackers and fireworks from all over the city.

When Wen, Rou, and Yu were at a loss, Zheng Wei, who was standing outside the tent, walked in: "Grandfather, Hou, please line up in the passage, stand according to the grade, and later, you will bow to the door of the noon court." ”

Zhengdan Dachao Mashang is about to begin