After lunch, there were many fewer guests who came to pay New Year's greetings, and Xiahou Yong and others, who had laughed all morning, touched their faces that were almost stiff, and without saying a word, they continued to fight the landlord.

After playing two games, Li Mingyuan was forced to leave the game, because his nominal mentor, Zhao Honglang, the county commander of Cangsong County, came to him.

"Good New Year, teacher, students wish you all the best in the new year!" It is the tradition of the Han people to respect teachers and emphasize education, although he often makes some jokes with Zhao Honglang on weekdays, but at this time he still has to be more solemn, otherwise it is estimated that he will be hunted down by Zhao Honglang Manmarquis's mansion.

Today's Zhao Honglang wears a light beige round-necked robe with freehand patterns, a round-necked wide-sleeved white gauze jacket on the outside, and Dahua calligraphy and ink orchid bamboo are painted on the hem and cuffs of the front and back plackets, and the elegance of white yarn and the elegance of ink are perfectly combined. Unspeakably suave, although he is already middle-aged, it is not difficult to see from this dress that this county magistrate should also be a merry lord when he was young.

"Ha Luha, Mingyuan, Mingyuan, it's been a year to be a teacher, but it's really the first time I've seen someone like you who can speak well, it's rare!" Zhao Honglang smiled quite heartily, and a middle-aged scholar's heroic righteousness mixed with a very familiar aura of Li Mingyuan rushed to his face, which made Li Mingyuan suddenly shake his spirit.

"The teacher said that he laughed, and the teacher taught him well!" Li Mingyuan lowered his eyebrows and was modest, which made Zhao Honglang, who was originally smiling, suddenly blue and white, and he was indescribably aggrieved.

"Okay, don't talk about this, I'm here to say goodbye to you today!" Zhao Honglang waved his hand generously, not bothering with Li Mingyuan.

"Ah, no, teacher, is your corruption exposed? Who checked you, the Criminal Department? Six Doors, or Dali Temple? I'll ask my godfather to find you a relationship! Li Mingyuan couldn't help but say anxiously.

"You, you, are you going to be angry as a teacher?" Zhao Honglang was about to cry, he felt that he shouldn't have come to find this student today, for the Chinese New Year, isn't it for himself to find it unpleasant!

After looking at each other awkwardly for a while, Li Mingyuan smiled embarrassedly, he really lacked consideration when he said this for the New Year, isn't this a good curse! Fortunately, Zhao Honglang is also full of sage books, so he doesn't care about these, otherwise Li Mingyuan will be miserable.

"The teacher has been promoted? It's still a Jingguan, congratulations, congratulations! Finally, when Zhao Honglang finished speaking, Li Mingyuan was fiercely surprised. It turned out that Zhao Honglang was not investigated for corruption, not only that, but he was also promoted, the head of the household department, the six-grade official, and the Beijing official, and after a few years of training, he would have the opportunity to go to the court.

This sentence finally made Zhao Honglang feel a little better, and he nodded implicitly, to show his cultivation of honor and disgrace.

On the surface, Zhao Honglang's promotion is a gratifying thing. But there's too much bitterness behind this. First of all, although Zhao Honglang was originally a six-pin small county order, he had real power at that time. To put it mildly, the entire Cangsong County is his territory, how can he love it, as long as he successfully copes with the assessment of the officials, no one cares about you, and there are all aspects of oil and water. Although Zhao Honglang is a clean official, but the Qing official also has food, clothing, housing and transportation, and there is no fish when the water is clear, of course, the most important thing is that he Zhao Honglang also has some shares in Li Mingyuan's Four Seasons hot pot restaurant, and there will be a lot of dividends at the end of the month, which are the bulk of Zhao Honglang's gray income.

Although it is very refreshing to be the boss in Cangsong County, Zhao Honglang is still a very self-motivated person, and he expects that he can climb higher, so now being the head of Wupin is a ladder to rise. But once you go to the capital, the gray income in Liangzhou will definitely be gone. And the price of goods in the capital is so high, he is a small principal who has just arrived, and he is dragging his family with him, relying on that little money, I am afraid that it will be difficult to eat a full stomach, so the main purpose of his trip this time is to think about letting Li Mingyuan open a branch in the capital and be his own ATM.

"Don't worry, I will definitely open the branch into the capital as soon as possible, and when the time comes, if the teacher wants to eat, I will give you a discount!" Li Mingyuan couldn't hear the meaning of Zhao Honglang's words, and immediately clapped his mind.

Although Zhao Honglang felt a little ashamed of blackmailing his students in such a subtle way, he was also relieved when he thought that Li Mingyuan was an absolute tyrant and people didn't necessarily care about this money.

After sending away the smiling Zhao Honglang, Li Mingyuan really wondered if he wanted to change his plan. Originally, he planned to use Liangzhou as a base and slowly develop around, but now it seems that the progress is a little too slow.

After thinking about it, Li Mingyuan felt that he could put up the signboard in the capital now, and it didn't matter if he could make it bigger, the important thing was to leave an impression on the big guy and pave the way for future development. Regardless of whether she can pass the township test or not, Li Mingyuan is bound to go to the capital, after all, there are still people waiting for her there.

In the living room, everyone was having a good time, and even the old lady watched the maids play backgammon with great interest, and also acted as a military advisor from time to time to give advice.

Li Mingyuan walked alone in the courtyard, there was an inexplicable restlessness in his heart, and at this moment, snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, and the snowflakes fell on Li Mingyuan's face, bringing a burst of coolness.

Xuehua seems to be a fairy in a white dress, and wherever her skirt goes, the jade tree flowers bloom, and the air is particularly gentle. Under her gentle soothing, all the restlessness began to quiet down, and the earth was quiet and peaceful, like a sleeping baby in its mother's arms. In this silver-covered world, this dazzling white overshadows the sky. In this quiet white, what impetuous heart can't let go?

Just when Li Mingyuan wanted to experience the feelings of the ancients who were lonely in a boat and fishing alone in the cold river and snow, Xiahou Yong shouted at the door with his voice in his voice, "Little rabbit cub, what kind of spring is it?" Hurry back and fight the landlord! Three missing one! ”

Li Mingyuan, who was broken by someone, had to return to the card table with a black line on his face to continue the battle, and Xiahou Yong's loud voice sounded in the living room again·····

On the morning of the second day of the first lunar month, the snow has stopped all night, and the city of Liangzhou is already white, with the beautiful scenery of the northern country.

At this time, in the Hou Mansion, Xiahou Yong had already finished grooming in front of the big bronze mirror, and a soft and dry close-fitting white cloth shirt and pants made him feel extremely comfortable. Drinking a pottery bowl of meat soup is even warmer all over the body.

"Xianggong, or we won't go back today!" After standing up for a long time, the lady finally spoke slowly. There was a hint of pain on his face.

Hearing Madame's words, Xiahou Yong was slightly stunned, and then smiled, "Madame said that she laughed, go back to her parents' house on the second day of the first lunar month, this is the rule left by the ancestors, how can you just say so?" ”

"Huh!" In the past, if Xia Houyong had been so teased, Madame would have cleaned him up a long time ago, but today Madame just shook her head bitterly. She knew her snobbish relatives all too well. Although I don't have any feelings for that home anymore, it is the place where I grew up after all, and I have too many childhood memories of my own.

"Now that you are the Hou Ye, I think they shouldn't dare to be disrespectful to you anymore!" Madame comforted herself.

Xia Hou Yong smiled nonchalantly when he heard this, "Don't talk about Hou Ye, what about the grandfather, my father-in-law and brother-in-law, those eyes are all looking at the sky!" ”

Hearing her husband's slightly dissatisfied tone, Madame was also speechless, and the bedroom fell silent again.

As Xiahou Yong coughed lightly, the personal guard took into Yumen Hou's full outfit. It was a specially made armor made of fine iron, thin and soft, but extremely strong, and the nail leaves made a clear vibrating sound when rubbed. There was also a bronze general's helmet, a one-foot-long helmet spear shining in the candlelight, two ear guards five inches straight were exquisitely curved, and the ear spurs were unusually smooth. Then there is a silk red cloak made of life-size, once the upper body is smooth and flat, and the cloak buckle under the neck will shine.

After Madame helped Xiahou Yong to put it on, a majestic and gorgeous and extremely generous Hou Ye appeared in the bronze mirror. Xiahou Yong looked at himself for a moment, stroked the two big beads on the clasp of his cloak, but frowned slightly. As a battle general, he doesn't like this kind of flashy and ostentatious stuff. But this was rewarded by the emperor when he was named the Marquis of Yumen, and the two sea pearls used as cloak buckles were the emperor's favorite treasures, and this armor was customized by the emperor's Ministry of Works.

A costume is definitely priceless, and there are not many people who are qualified to wear this outfit.

"Madam, is your father-in-law handsome?" Xiahou Yong said with a hint of sneering.

"Handsome, of course handsome, otherwise how could I have married you in the first place!" Madame glared at him angrily and recalled. Of course, the embarrassment between the two disappeared at once.

After Xia Houyong finished dressing, he seemed to remember something, and said with a hint of request, "Madam, how do you think we bring Mingyuan?" ”

Hearing her husband's proposal, Mrs. couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then thought for a moment and said, "Okay, he is our godson, and no one will gossip when he meets his mother's family!" ”

After getting his wife's public welfare in the same year, Xiahou Yong couldn't help but smile proudly, he felt that this time he went to his father-in-law's house to find a place, and for some reason, he had a sense of expectation for this New Year's greeting.

When Li Mingyuan, who was in a daze, was told that he was going to accompany Xiahou Yong and his wife back to his parents' house to pay New Year's greetings, his mouth was so shocked that he couldn't close it. Why are you going back to your parents' house to pay New Year's greetings to me? However, before he could react, he was urged by the people sent by Xiahou Yong to change his clothes and wash up, and he hurriedly set off before he had time to eat breakfast.