Chapter 172: It's New Year

In the blink of an eye, it is almost the end of the year. No matter how anxious Yan Hong is, he also knows that the matter of the Rouge Tiger has to be done next year. Lu Bing knew what was on his mind, and he had to comfort and encourage him, telling him to wait for the opportunity, in short, he would definitely let him fulfill his wish.

On Chinese New Year's Eve and Spring Festival, this big New Year's scenery is not much different from Yan Hong's memory before the crossing. It was nothing more than a large row of wine banquets, singing and dancing all night, and countless fireworks in the capital, which turned the sky red. It's just that there is no Spring Festival Gala in the previous life, but it has been changed to a live performance. More than a dozen beautiful singers sang and danced, as well as juggling, humor, and a group of literati's poems.

Everyone was smiling. Old Yan Song and Mrs. Ouyang were in good spirits, with white hair like silver and red faces, smiling and recalling the hardships and warmth of studying hard in the cold window and sharing hardships and hardships. It was Yan Shifan, whose one-eyed eyes and horizontal flesh were not so ugly, looking at his parents and three sons with a smile. The three brothers of the third generation of the Yan family first raised their glasses to their grandparents, and then toasted their fathers and aunts, and then poured them over each other. Yan Hong was drunk from Yan Hu, and he rarely saw malice and dissatisfaction. And Yan Shifan's group of concubines aged from their forties to their twenties also threw away the jealousy of the past, and everyone squeaked and laughed non-stop.

On the occasion of the reunion of ten thousand families. Yan Hong inevitably remembered that his relatives over there in the 21st century didn't know how they spent their lives. The sorrow that could not be relieved could only be paralyzed by yy such as "there must be a soul hundreds of times larger than his own cattle that occupied his body in his previous life, and now he is afraid that he is already worth tens of billions of dollars, and his wealth is beyond reach, so that his family can also enjoy it", and poured down the wine in the cup again.

According to the rules of the Beijing Division, on the first day of the first month, the first day of the first month, the three hundred officials of the second and third hundred officials worship each other, and only after the fourth day of the first month do they go to relatives. According to the records of the Ming Dynasty, "after the first day of the Beijing Division, from the court officials, down to the Shuren, those who go back and forth on the staggered roads for days are called New Year's greetings." Generally speaking, all the officials also go out to pay New Year's greetings, and they can't see themselves at home, but leave desks, blank paper, and brushes, and let colleagues who come to pay New Year's greetings write their names. There is no need to look for the head of the house, because the person being visited is also in the middle of the New Year's greetings in Beijing.

Others are more convenient, and a red paper bag is pasted on the door, on which is written the owner's official title and surname, called "door book". People who come to pay New Year's greetings only need to put their name stickers in it, and the so-called Wangmen postings are like this.

Of course, this is talking about ordinary officials, who have to be busy entertaining others. Shoufu Yan Song has a high position and is old, so he doesn't have to work so hard to go to a family to pay New Year's greetings. He simply instructed the family to prepare food and drink, and waited specifically to entertain the guests.

During the Ming Dynasty, the catering culture of the Chinese nation has been quite developed, and Yan Ge's hometown has a million-dollar fortune. The guest meal of Yanfu is made of carved flowers and painted fruits for tea, and ten brocade hot pots are offered. The soup is made up of goose oil, pork steamed buns, Jiang rice cakes, and yellow millet dumplings; In addition, pickled chicken bacon, dregs of wind fish, pheasant feet, deer and rabbit breast are wine dishes; There are also pine hazelnut lotus qing, peach apricot melon kernel, chestnut jujube branch round, hawthorn cake Geng cake, green branch grape, Baizigang pomegranate, Qiubo pear, Pingpo fruit, lion orange mandarin and orange bayberry are fruits. It can be described as a dazzling array of dazzling, which makes people look away.

Yan Hong, as a middle- and low-level official in the imperial court, originally wanted to follow the rules and ride a horse with a servant to go out for a walk, at least to worship the chief of the guard. There are also many officials who are attached to the Yan family, and they are their own uncles and uncles, and they can't lack courtesy.

Yan Song waved his hand and said, "No, no." More than half of the people you are going to worship have to come to our house today to pay New Year's greetings. When they come, you can see them salute and forget it. Left and right are just some people who tend to be attached to it, so don't pay attention to it. But Uncle Zhang is also coming over today. According to what you said, he has performed a protΓ©gΓ© in the country, and he is your mentor. If the teacher comes and the student is not at home, what is it called? You just stay at home and wait for him. Wait until you have dinner, and then go to Lu Bingna. ”

Yan Hong heard that Zhang Juzheng was coming, so he naturally hurriedly agreed.

In this season of entertainment, the second young master Yan Hu disappeared briefly on Chinese New Year's Eve, and regained his uneven virtue. He was originally arranging the banquet and ordering his subordinates to do this and that, but when he saw Yan Hong dressed neatly and wanted to go out, he was unhappy for a while. When I heard my grandfather Yan Song tell my eldest brother to go to Lu Bingna, the muscles on his face twitched a few more times. Fortunately, he walked with his head bowed, and no one else noticed.

Yan Shifan heard Yan Song talk about Zhang Juzheng, and also interjected with a smile: "Father, is your arrangement all for that Zhang Juzheng?" Although he is now in the position of the national superintendent, he may be promoted to sacrificial wine in the future, and then handed over to other officials, and the future is not small. But with the strength of our family, why take him too seriously? Besides, he is Xu Jie's protΓ©gΓ©, but it is difficult to say what An's idea is. ”

Yan Song said: "Donglou, don't say that. Today's banquet in Yanfu is not prepared for Uncle Zhang, but if you want to say who can afford to eat, this person is the first to recommend. The old man's kung fu is rarely matched by people in the world. Remember what your Father said. You are brilliant in the East Building, and you should make a career. After you, Hong'er and them, I'm afraid they will have to rely on Uncle Da to take care of them. Although Xu Zisheng is yin and yang, and he doesn't deal with my Yan Mansion very much, Uncle Zhang is a downright person, and we must not treat him slowly. ”

Get up early in the morning, on the old door of Yan Ge, there is a crowd of visitors. Halfway through the hour, Zhang Juzheng, the secretary of the Guozijian Division, really came to pay New Year's greetings. He changed into a new robe, with that tall body, and a clear beard, which was even more radiant in the joy of this New Year. Zhang Juzheng did not go through the motions like ordinary door-to-door posting, but solemnly brought gifts to the door.

When Yan Song saw Zhang Juzheng coming, he actually got up and walked a few steps in person, and said with a smile: "Uncle, you came just in time." Come and speak. ”

Zhang Juzheng saw that Yan Ge was coming to greet him, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Juzheng has seen Yuan Weng." Ju is a junior, He Lao Yuanweng got up to greet him, and he was really ashamed. ”

Yan Song smiled and said: "Uncle, the old man is about to be eighty years old, and these vain and cumbersome etiquette are not so clear." But the three grandchildren under their knees are very worried. You are Hong'er's mentor, and you should be a first-class guest of my Yan family, so you can't lose your courtesy. Hong'er is here, but I still need you to take care of it. While greeting Yan Hong, he came up to worship the teacher.

Yan Hong's heart for Zhang Juzheng has also changed from pure abstract worship to real admiration from later generations. Not to mention anything else, just talking and laughing calmly in the old mansion of Yan Ge can be called rare in the current dynasty. After a Q&A in Guozijian, in the face of his deviant statements, he can still analyze them one by one, which also shows that this great reformer has an extraordinary mind and insight.

Therefore, he stepped forward and knelt down respectfully: "Student Yan Hong, I have seen my teacher." ”

Zhang Juzheng hurriedly helped: "Please get up." ”

On the side, Yan Hu looked at this scene, and spit to the side with a sour and smelly heart: "This boneless grandson has lost all of Yan Fu's face!" ”

Zhang Juzheng was treated so favorably by Yan Song, respectfully and freely. Yan Song beckoned him to sit down, and he sat down with his hands down, and said with a smile: "Yuan Weng's family has a history, Yan Jun is influenced by this, and he should have achievements." ”

Yan Song said: "Uncle is not polite. My grandson has been naughty since childhood. How is he in the country, Uncle Da said directly. There is a place to fight, the uncle is inconvenient to do it, and the old man's crutch can still be moved. ”

Yan Hu gritted his teeth secretly on the side: "Do you still need to ask?" Yan Hong's ability to read is the same as mine, is there still a good way to enter the Guozijian? Grandpa, you'd better break his dog's leg! ”

Zhang Juzheng said: "Yuan Weng, in Juzheng's view, Sun Yanjun is extremely talented, although his ability to find chapters and extract sentences is not outstanding, but he is full of real talent and knowledge, but he is far from comparable to his peers. If you are upright and talented, you don't dare to be greedy for your own merits. In today's Guozijian, although there are many students, there are also some skilled people who are proficient in poetry and strategy. But with the talent of dealing with the world and helping the people, there is really no one who can compare with Yan Jun. ”

If the previous words are compliments, the latter words are not low, and the praise of the real word is better than Hua Gon. Yan Song, after all, is not confused. Yan Hong usually knows what virtues he has at home, and Yan Hong's comments in the birthday banquet assassination case and the Andingmen murder case really made Lao Shoufu feel quite powerful.

If Zhang Juzheng praised Yan Hong for being proficient in the classics and learning to be rich and rich, it would be a public slap in the face. But Zhang Juzheng's assessment can be said to be in line with his observations. Therefore, Yan Songha said with a smile: "Uncle, don't praise falsely." This kid has been spoiled by his old husband and wife since he was a child, and he is the most lazy, never willing to learn with his heart, and only his uncle can teach him well. Hong'er, Mr. Zhang praised you a few words today, you don't have to be proud, you have to ask Mr. Zhang for advice in the future. ”

Yan Hong said: "Yes." Respectfully, he saluted again: "The student can listen to the teachings under the teacher, which is really a blessing from the grandfather." In the future, I would like to ask for your support. This remark was sincere and sincere, without a hint of hippie smiley style.

The guests and hosts talked very happily, and they really looked happy, but the second young master was so angry that Yan Hu puffed out his mouth and kept silent, so he had to borrow wine to drown his sorrows. At this time, in the inner house, Shen'er was painting to the late mother, relaying Zhang Juzheng's words:

"Miss, how dare the slave lie to you. This is really the news that Yan Luo heard from before, and there will be no mistake. That Zhang Siye, who is really handsome, praised his uncle, saying that he is a bunch of students in the Guozi Prison, and no one is as good as him in terms of talent and learning. The old lady's mouth couldn't close when she smiled, and she pulled her aunt to talk and eat wine with Master Zhang. ”