Gu Changqing won the money and won softly.

The old lady was going to find a wronged boss to empty his purse, but she lost a lot.

She held the head of the little clear space, and she couldn't wait to look up to the sky and howl-

Little Clearance: I finally grew a few hairs, and they are almost wiped out by you!

Gu Changqing was like a child who had done something bad behind his parents' back, and there was a little blush of excitement on his cold face.

No wonder the younger brothers love to play so much, it's really fun.

Of course, he enjoyed the process, not the money he earned.

Originally, it was embarrassing enough to come to the door empty-handed, where could I take away other people's money?

But the old lady was a gambler with a brand.

If you win, you can afford to lose, and you will resolutely not accept the bet returned by Gu Changqing.

Gu Changqing thought about it for a while, and wrapped the silver into New Year's money and gave it to a few children.

Gu Jiao looked at the crushed silver in her hand and sighed suspiciously: "I have it too?" ”

"Hmm." Gu Changqing nodded.

In his eyes, Gu Jiao and Gu Yan are the same age, they are both children, Gu Yan has it, so naturally she has it.

Gu Jiao, who has always given New Year's money to her family, was the first to recover the New Year's money sent to her by others.

In fact, the bulk of this silver came from the old lady, who rushed the most today and lost the most.

Although she also got a red envelope from Gu Changqing, she couldn't make ends meet at all.

The old lady went back to the house to sharpen the kitchen knife, and it was time to rob the private money again!

The old sacrificial wine in the carriage suddenly shivered, and his back was cold!

The old friend surnamed Feng who took Xiao Liulang to visit by the old sacrificial wine was once an official to the Sanpin Honglu Temple, which was on par with the grade of the Guozi Priest's sacrificial wine, of course, if you want to say that you have face in front of Your Majesty, it is still the face of the old sacrificial wine.

The old sacrificial wine is better at officialdom and thick black learning, suppressing opponents, pleasing His Majesty properly, and making His Majesty feel that he is a real scholar.

It's really hidden!

Feng Lao is a scholar who really focuses on academics.

Hongxu Temple is the diplomatic department of Zhaoguo, Feng Lao sat in the position of Hongxu Temple Secretary with absolute strength back then, he is proficient in six Chinese languages and more than 30 ethnic minority dialects, is a treasure of language and academic circles.

His achievements are far more than that, and I can't tell you enough for three days and three nights.

It's just that others are too upright and too simple-minded, and they are not suitable for the officialdom of deceit.

One year, he was framed and almost saddled with the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason, but it was the old sacrificial wine who wanted to keep him, but he and the old sacrificial wine both deeply realized that officialdom was not suitable for him.

So he resigned from his official position and devoted himself to learning at home.

He has traveled to the great rivers and mountains of the six countries, to the farthest deserts, and to the most dangerous Gobi.

He was very poor in his life, and his wife pawned her dowry in order to make a living.

For Zhaoguo, he is both blessed and lucky, but for his wife, marrying such a husband is a lifelong sorrow.

Feng Lao has sons, and there are three, but they are all mediocre in qualifications, of course, it may be that Feng Lao only cares about his own studies and neglects the cultivation of children.

Feng Lao felt that his time was running out, so he wrote a letter to the old priest wine, just to ask him to help find a suitable heir.

After thinking about it, the old priest took Xiao Liulang with him.

Feng Lao was paralyzed on the bed, heard footsteps, and said in a hoarse voice: "Coming?" Brother? ”

The old sacrificial wine said to Xiao Liulang: "You wait for me outside for a while." ”

Xiao Liulang should go down.

The old sacrificial wine stepped into the house: "Eh, it's coming, how do you feel today?" ”

Feng Lao is actually not very good at speaking, his pronunciation is very difficult, but his complexion is very ruddy: "Much better." ”

The old priest sat down on the chair in front of the bed: "I think too, in two days, you will be able to get out of bed!" ”

Feng Lao shook his head slightly: "My limit is approaching, I know it in my heart." ”

The old sacrificial wine sighed secretly, who couldn't even say a few words suddenly became so good in spirit, who could not understand what was going on?

"People...... Brought? Old Feng asked.

"I brought it, and I was in vain." The old sacrificial wine glanced at him and said, "This time, I can't bear to cut my love and let myself out!" ”

"The one surnamed Li?" Feng Lao shook his head, "Don't, don't, it's too old." ”

Old Sacrificial Wine: No, you still picked it? Which of you is older?

Dean Li is really not old, less than forty, and is in the prime of life.

Although the old sacrificial wine was brought by the little apprentice, the big apprentice was disgusted by the old man, and he couldn't help but say a few ironic words: "What's the matter, you still want to find someone who is so tender that you can pinch out the water?" ”

The wind old hummed.

The old sacrificial wine actually understands what he means, the younger he is, the more time he has left, and the knowledge of his life is not something that can be studied in ten or twenty years.

"Come in." The old sacrificial wine said to the door.

Xiao Liulang walked in.

Feng Lao's gaze fell on Xiao Liulang's face, and his whole body froze.

Xiao Liulang had taken Feng Lao's class when he was a child, and Feng Lao must have known him.

However, Feng Lao's next sentence almost choked the old sacrificial wine to death: "Am I dead?" Why are you dead too? It's over, and no one has inherited my mantle! ”

Xiao Liulang: "......"

Old Sacrificial Wine: "......"

It took a lot of effort for the old priest to convince Feng Lao that the young man in front of him was not dead.

As for the reason why he didn't die, the old sacrificial wine didn't say, and the old Feng didn't ask.

Living to this age, knowing the destiny of heaven, there are some things that you know, but you can't delve into it.

The wind is like this, and so is the old sacrificial wine.

The old sacrificial wine asked, "Are you satisfied with this heir?" ”

"Satisfied, satisfied." Feng Lao smiled from ear to ear.

Back then, he also fell in love with this child, it wasn't for the old sacrificial wine that was close to the water and the building was the first to get the moon, he would have snatched him over to be his apprentice.

The biggest regret in his life is probably that he failed to accept a wishful disciple.

And that's it.

Things went out in a hurry, everything was simple, and under the auspices of the old sacrificial wine, Xiao Liulang performed a simple apprenticeship.

Feng Lao was paralyzed from the neck down, and it was difficult to eat, so the old sacrificial wine symbolically made him touch the mouth of the cup, even if he had drunk the apprentice tea.

Since then, Xiao Liulang has been his heir.

Feng Lao asked his wife to bring his lifelong literary treasures, and all of them were moved to the carriage of the old sacrificial wine.

The old sacrificial wine saw that the study had been emptied, and he was embarrassed: "Uh...... Sister-in-law, do you want to keep some for yourself? ”

Old Madam Feng waved her hand: "Hurry up and move away, please, I've been burdened by these Rausch things for a lifetime, don't bother me anymore!" ”

The old sacrificial wine bowed his hand: "Okay, then I have a chance to visit my sister-in-law again." ”

Xiao Liulang also rushed to the old lady and saluted the junior.

That night, Feng Lao went.

It was probably because of his wish, and he walked peacefully.

This incident hit the old sacrificial wine very hard, and he suddenly realized that he was also a person who was half buried in the loess.

In fact, if it weren't for Xiao Engong, he would have died as early as that time on the mountain.

Why did God arrange for him to survive?

The old sacrificial wine raised his eyes in the courtyard and looked up at the starry sky, thinking about life.

The old lady came over with a knife to rob, and before she could speak, the old sacrificial wine lightly handed over the money bag.

The old lady said strangely: "Did you take the wrong medicine?" ”

The old sacrificial wine didn't look at her, still looking up at the endless starry sky: "Zhuang Jinse, what do you say this life is for?" Life does not bring death, and death does not bring it. ”

Zhuang, Jin, Se?

Such a familiar name.

The old lady also looked up at the starry sky.

On the other side of the starry sky, it seems that there is a distant memory calling her through the years.

Her mood suddenly became heavy, and her whole person became melancholy and melancholy.

She lowered her head and counted the money bags, and became even more melancholy: "The surname is Huo!" If you play tricks here, you can give less money to your private house! These copper plates are enough to play a few cards! How much else is hidden, hand it all over to the old lady! ”

Old Sacrificial Wine: You can't fool yourself around???

The old lady who had robbed the small money went back to the next door satisfied.

The old sacrificial wine's plan to paralyze the old lady is true, and he sighs that life is not fake.

He was really worried.

I'm afraid that one day I will go like Feng Lao.

Feng Lao's obsession in the world is his mantle.

The mantle is inherited by a good enough person, and the wind will die without regrets.

He's different.

He has people he can't let go.

I used to think that the man was dead, and he had no nostalgia for this world.

But now, his Ah Heng is still alive, and he doesn't dare to get sick or die.

I don't worry about leaving him alone in the world and facing everything alone.

"Ah Heng, what else can I do for you as a teacher?"

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, after the Shangyuan Festival, the major academies in Guozijian and the capital opened one after another, and the official yamen and the court hall were all opened.

After a good year, the first day of the court is often more amiable, and the excerpts selected by the civil and military officials are also relatively mild and meaningful, in short, it is to please a good fortune.

You can't make the court miserable as soon as the New Year begins, it's unlucky.

Zheng Mansion, Zheng Siye is also going to go out.

He had already received news from Mrs. Zhuang that the matter of sacrificing wine had been settled, and His Majesty would canonize the eldest prince as King Ning at the first court meeting of the New Year, and at the same time canonize him as the prince of the country to supervise the sacrificial wine.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" The housekeeper said.

Zheng Siye raised his chin proudly: "What is there to congratulate?" If it weren't for those bad things, Lord Ben should have been the priest of the country a long time ago! ”

The housekeeper said, "What the master said is true! But it's not too late! ”

"Yes."

Zheng Siye smiled.

Thinking of something, he asked, "Are the clothes ironed?" ”

The housekeeper hurriedly said, "Okay, okay! Just wait for the imperial court's emblem to be sent down and embroidered it for you! ”

The clothes of the Guozijian were specially customized by the imperial court, but Zheng Siye couldn't wait and let people do it early, but there was no Guozijian wine and emblem that symbolized his identity.

"Show me!" Zheng Siye said.

"Yes!" The butler smiled and picked up his clothes.

Zheng Siye's eyes shone green.

The housekeeper said, "Master, do you want to try on the size first?" ”

Zheng Siye cleared his throat: "Ahem, this, okay, in case the size is not suitable, you might as well change it in time." ”

The housekeeper smiled: "That's right!" ”

Zheng Siye couldn't wait to change into the sacrificial wine clothes, walked on the official cloth, spread his arms, and let the housekeeper appreciate it: "How is it?" ”

The housekeeper gave a thumbs up and patted his ass again and again: "Suitable, suitable!" The lord is so majestic in this dress! ”

Zheng Siye was so angry that he came to the bronze mirror, took a picture of the front and back, left and right, dusted off his wide sleeves, and said with a smile: "It's almost a badge!" ”

The housekeeper smiled: "When you come back from the court, you will have it!" ”

Zheng Siye reluctantly took off his sacrificial wine clothes, and after today, he will be able to wear it every day!

Zheng Siye came to the court.

It was dark, the door of the palace had not yet opened, and all the ministers were waiting outside the door.

Seeing Zheng Siye coming, first the Ministry of Shangshu said congratulations, and then the Ministry of Household Shangshu and Honglu Siqing and others also came over to say hello.

Obviously, everyone heard that Zheng Siye was about to be canonized as a sacrificial wine.

This is a sure thing, Zheng Siye didn't even bother to act on the surface modesty, and smiled and returned the salute with a few people.

His official position is now under several adults, but when he gets to the court, he will be on an equal footing with them, so at this time his salute has become a flat salute.

Soon, the palace gates opened.

"Lord Zheng, please." An official said with a smile.

Zheng Siye smiled and strode up to the Jinluan Palace.

The first meeting of the new year was as harmonious as in previous years.

The recitals handed over by the civil and military officials are all praising His Majesty's political achievements.

His Majesty was delighted.

Consistent with the gossip from the palace, he first praised the eldest prince and canonized him as King Ning, and soon it was the turn of the prince of the country.

"Since the Guozijian has reopened, the position of sacrificial wine cannot always be vacant, but fortunately, I already have a suitable candidate in my heart......" His Majesty's majestic voice echoed throughout the Jinluan Palace.

Zheng Siye straightened his waist excitedly.

He's finally waiting for this day!

It's time to wait! It's time to wait! It's time to wait!

His mood at this moment may only be compared with the married girl, he is like a bride to be married, waiting for the groom to come to visit him!

Then he saw a eunuch hurrying over and bowing outside the Jinluan Palace: "Your Majesty! There is your letter! ”

Ordinary letters will not break into the Jinluan Palace, unless it is a hundred thousand urgent.

Everyone's hearts are not coming, and there is an emergency report of 800 miles at the border pass?

"Bring it in." His Majesty said.

The eunuch presented the letter to His Majesty.

After reading the letter, His Majesty actually stood up from the dragon chair.

Everyone was stunned, what was going on? The border has fallen?

In the next second, everyone heard His Majesty say excitedly: "The old man and the old sacrificial wine have returned to Beijing, he sent me a letter, and he asked me how I am doing......

Zheng Siye's heart beeped the dog.

Didn't the old sacrificial wine return to his hometown 800 years earlier? What does it mean to write a letter to seduce Your Majesty at this juncture?

It's still an affectionate letter, and the choice of words and sentences is very particular, which roughly translates as: Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a few years, are you okay? Please forgive me for my willfulness at the beginning, and I feel guilty every time I think of His Majesty's love for me. Now that I'm back, may I ask Your Majesty, is the gentleman's heart still there? ”

Proper green tea ex!

His Majesty was moved, and tears welled up in his eyes: "The matter of sacrificing wine will be discussed later, and the court will be withdrawn!" ”

Zheng Siye is like a thunderbolt from the sky!

Scumbag!

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