On the second day of the first month, all the streets in Zhongzhou City are full of the sound of firecrackers for the New Year, at this time, the charcoal fire is in the wing room of Jinmanlou, there are two men lying on the round table, on the ground, on the bed are still lying crookedly three or five women, only the wine in the white jade wine pot is still hot.

Xia Changfeng drank too much wine last night and was very dizzy, the sound of crackling firecrackers outside really disturbed his good dreams, he opened his eyes in a daze and saw that Lu Zheng next to him was still asleep, staggered up and pushed open the paper window, a cold wind blew in his face, he suddenly woke up a little, half leaned on the eaves of the window and looked down, and disappeared the usual bustling people, the whole street was white, and red confetti flew on the snow in twos and threes. It looks particularly eye-catching.

Lu Zheng, who was sleeping soundly on the wine table, was suddenly blown by the cold wind, and couldn't help but shiver. "Changfeng, what are you doing, why is it so cold in the house? Close it and don't disturb my dreams. ”

Xia Changfeng looked at the street from afar, and said in a low voice: "It's not that I won't let you sleep, your Laozi's carriage has already passed the street, and I won't need half a pillar of incense, I'm afraid it will go downstairs." “

"What?! My dad's car, you read that right, I came out of the wall in the middle of the night. How did my dad know. “

Lu Zheng heard that his Lao Tzu was about to arrive, and he suddenly came to his senses. Hurriedly looking for clothes and boots.

"Captain Lu's carriage is so simple, no one in Zhongzhou City knows it... Oops, hey, back door, back door, back door... “

Xia Changfeng and Lu Zheng have known each other since childhood, and the way his father started the fire, even he, the eldest grandson of the emperor, was terrified. He looked at Lu Zheng's cowardice that he didn't wear his socks well, and couldn't help but wonder that the only son of Lu Taiwei, who had brilliant military achievements, could also be afraid of seeing his father like this every time.

It's just that the street in front of me is empty, how can there be any carriage, but Xia Changfeng is playing tricks on Lu Zheng again. Xia Changfeng checked the wine pot in the stove, and after warming it all night, not a drop of wine was gone.

"Little Er, put on a pot of good wine." He said for a moment, but no one answered him, and he was wondering. A woman in a grape-purple skirt walked in cautiously with a plate of tea and snacks, lest she step on the girl sleeping on the ground.

After standing firm, he said loudly: "Wake up!" Can't do business yet! New Year, New Weather! Go downstairs, wash your face, pick up guests! ”

One by one, the girls who were sleeping on the ground opened their eyes and stretched. A girl who fell on the corner of the table had her breasts half exposed, smashed her mouth and said, "Mom, the family is strict during the Chinese New Year, who dares to come to this place...... Let's rest for two days. ”

"One or two of you, your wings are stiff and you learn to talk back, don't you, be careful that I give you all to the national teacher to worship the gods and Buddhas!"

Another girl scratched her head and said, "Mom, everything written in the book must be virgins, and we don't meet the requirements even if we want to go there, don't we... ”

Aunt Sang was about to open her mouth to scold at this time, Xia Changfeng hurriedly pulled Aunt Sang aside, and then took out a string of thumb-sized beads and threw them down the corridor outside the door.

"Girls, there are a total of eighteen purple jade pearls from Yingzhou, and those who pick them up first will get them."

After hearing this, in the blink of an eye, only Aunt Sang and Xia Changfeng were left in the whole room.

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"Aunt Sang, if you don't leave such a trivial matter as serving tea to the guys, how can you bother."

"Don't give this to the old lady, Lu Zheng's kid runs fast every time he arrives at the checkout. I almost spilled my mother's tea. “

Xia Changfeng knotted the tea tray in Aunt Sang's hand and teased her, "Aunt Sang, you shouldn't call yourself an old lady, your figure is no more than twenty-eight." “

Aunt Sang is indeed extremely beautiful, although she has passed the age of, but there are no traces of time on a goose egg face.

"Go, go, are you princes and grandsons all born with a good skin and a broken mouth? I remember that the emperor in the palace today is going to worship the Buddha with the national teacher, and he also has to chant sutras for the former crown prince and princess. Why are you still messing around here? “

Xia Changfeng's father is the eldest son of the Emperor Zhongzhou, although his mother was born in a wealthy and wealthy family, but very kind. It's a pity that the sky doesn't bless kind-hearted people, when Xia Changfeng was ten years old, the prince and his wife died in the plague village in the suburbs. In order to remember the kindness of the prince and his wife, the local people have built a temple of mercy and grace. The deities enshrined inside are also based on the portraits of the husband and wife.

It is rumored in Zhongzhou City that the Emperor Zhongzhou lost his beloved son. Thoughts become sick, and the body deteriorates. Every year, he has to rely on the Ten Thousand Soul Pill paid tribute by Yingzhou to maintain his lifespan. But since he sent people all the way to invite the Wujing National Master from the Western Regions to give lectures to him every day, in recent years, the dragon body has shown signs of rejuvenation, and it is said that even the white hair on his head has gradually turned black. Since then, the national teacher has become more and more trusted by the emperor, and all matters in Zhongzhou will be discussed with him. His Majesty has built more than 100 Tallinn temples for it, recruiting monks, and there are tens of thousands of monks in Zhongzhou City alone.

"It seems that this place is not clean either, but Aunt Sang is driving me away?" Xia Changfeng had already sorted out his clothes between words,

"I have received the favor of your mother, and if you go to the Temple of Mercy and Grace later, remember to hang two lamps for me. One for me and one for exquisite. ”

"I know, Aunt Sang, be careful that too many people get old quickly." With that, he went straight downstairs, through the house, and into the courtyard.

A six- or seven-year-old girl was tiptoeing on a stool and putting her hat on the eaves.

Xia Changfeng stepped forward and lifted her off the stool and held her above her head, and Linglong raised her little hand. The little hat happened to be placed on the eaves.

"I know it's you, Brother Changfeng!"

"What are you going to do with your hat so high?"

Although he had the answer in his heart, he still wanted to hear the little girl's answer.

"After the New Year, the swallows are coming... Last year's nest was blown off by the wind. Anyway.. I don't like this hat either. Why don't you just give them to them? ”

The little girl's nose twitched as she spoke, and she looked very cute, "By the way, Brother Changfeng, when did you teach me to ride a horse and shoot arrows?" ”

Xia Changfeng rubbed his delicate hair and smiled, "Wait until you grow old enough to be able to reach the swallow without being held by your brother." ”

The little girl lowered her head and sighed: "Wouldn't it be a long, long time... Brother Changfeng, you always love to deceive Linglong, like my mother."

Xia Changfeng took out a pair of crimson feathers from his cuffs and handed them to Linglong, "Do you remember the wish you made on your last birthday?" ”

Linglong was overjoyed: "It's the feathers of the Vermilion Bird!" Is it true, Brother Changfeng? ”

"Don't believe me? Then I'll help you throw it into the charcoal fire to check the authenticity. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pretended to snatch the feather.

Linglong saw that he really wanted to take the feathers, so she hurriedly put her two little hands behind her back, and said to Xia Changfeng with wide eyes, "No, no, no, no need, Linglong believes in Brother Changfeng." ”

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