Xiao Yi didn't raise his head, and his pen was flying.

This little girl, let her write poems and songs seriously, she can't write them.

Write famous thorns, flower notes and other gadgets to people, but she is full of energy.

He came up with an idea: "You copy the same New Year's greetings in every letter, and others can't see it." ”

"Second brother, you are really a thief."

Nan Baoyi teased and wrote the same congratulatory message on all plum blossom notes.

Aftertaste came in from outside and said with a smile: "Master, county lord, someone has come to the palace." ”

The chamberlain in a palace robe stepped in and respectfully put the food box on the low table: "Today, Laba, the emperor specially instructed to give porridge to the prince and the county lord." ”

He grinned, and took out two more posts from his arms: "This is the invitation to the palace banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve, the emperor values the prince and the county lord, please be sure to attend the palace banquet and accompany his old man to be lively." ”

Yu Wei gave the little eunuch a reward and sent him out in person.

Nan Baoyi put down the brush and opened the food box curiously.

The laba porridge produced by the imperial dining room is boiled with red beans, walnuts, pine nuts, persimmon chestnuts and other things, which is glutinous and fragrant.

She took out a small cup: "Second brother, shall I serve you a bowl?" ”

"If you like it all, don't worry about me."

Xiao Yi replied nonchalantly.

He had a dossier more than a foot thick in his hand, which he had to read today.

As the flavor of the year gets stronger, there are more and more criminal cases in Shengjing City and the surrounding cities.

Murder and arson emerge in an endless stream, and small cases of chickens and dogs also abound, such as whose concubine ran away with someone, whose daughter's daughter's desecrated pants were stolen, whose chickens were lost again, and so on.

Rao is Xiao Yi, and he is very sad.

Nan Baoyi scooped half a bowl of laba porridge, and watched Xiao Yi review the file while eating.

Those cases were so boring, she was impatient to see them, but Xiao Yi was still serious.

In the end, it is a powerful minister, which is different from a girl's family like her.

She pondered, and put the porcelain bowl she had eaten into the food box.

She was afraid that by the time Xiao Yi finished reviewing the dossier, the laba porridge would be cold and unpalatable, so she put the small cup on the smoker cage and heated it.

She yawned, sat next to Xiao Yi, supported her face and accompanied him for a while, her eyelids gradually couldn't support it, and finally changed her position and slept on the carpet.

Xiao Yi finally finished reviewing the dossier, and it was almost time.

He put down his brush and slowly rubbed the corners of his forehead.

The windows are covered with semi-transparent Korean paper.

There was no snow tonight, the clear moonlight shone through the window, and the study was full of clear light.

The plum shadow in the courtyard is mottled, adding a bit of clarity and cleanliness.

In the silent winter night, Xiao Yi heard a long and even breath beside him.

He lowered his eyes, and the little girl curled up on his lap and slept soundly, her little white hands clutching a corner of the navy blue woven gold grape wool blanket, but the blanket was not covered on his body.

He didn't wear embroidered shoes, and his left foot protruded from under the heavy skirt, and because of the loose ties of the socks, the snow-white socks were loosely pulled on the toes.

Xiao Yi looked at it for a moment and covered her with a blanket.

The afterglow fell on the side of the smoked cage, and the gold-painted cup rested on it in a regular manner, as if the little girl was afraid that he would eat cold porridge, so she deliberately warmed it there.

Xiao Yi curled his lips and took the small cup and porcelain spoon.

Laba porridge is not sweet, he doesn't like to eat it much.

But when he thought that the little girl had specially left it for him, he felt that sweet porridge was not very palatable.

Nan Baoyi was woken up by his movement and rubbed her eyes.

She looked at the bright moon outside the window, drowsy: "Laba is over, second brother, you will eat porridge...... Red beans fight ghosts, go to the sick and suppress evil. If you don't drink Laba porridge during the Laba Festival, you will be entangled by ghosts, which really worries me. ”

Xiao Yi pursed his lips and smiled.

This little girl, I'm afraid she is sleepy and confused, and she speaks so childishly.

He coaxed: "Laba is not finished yet." ”

Nan Baoyi whispered that it was safe and smooth, and then moved to his lap in a daze, pillowed his knees, and fell asleep in the warm study.

Xiao Yi put down the small cup to eat clean.

He stroked the girl's green sandalwood hair and looked out the window.

The snow falls on winter nights, and the garden is quiet.

The moonlight shines under the west window, the mottled plum blossom shadows are swirling in the wind, and the indoor smoked cage charcoal fire is warm and peaceful, as if it has exhausted the tenderness of the whole year.

In the 22nd year of Chongde's Laba Festival, Xiao Yi came to South Vietnam for 20 years.

He lived a full and happy life.

……

It's Chinese New Year's Eve.

Nan Baoyi finally finished writing all the plum blossom notes, kept them in a box, and waited for the servants to be dispatched in the first month to send these New Year's flower notes to every household.

At the Songhe Courtyard for a reunion lunch, Nan Baoyi was about to attend the Chinese New Year's Eve Palace Banquet when the second aunt suddenly found her.

The aunt, who has always been cool, held her hand and said, "Jiaojiao, after tonight, your sister will be sixteen years old, but the family affairs have not been decided." Today's palace banquet, can you also take her into the palace to see the excitement? If you can meet the son you like......"

Nan Baoyi immediately understood what she meant.

These days, the second aunt is simply sad about her little cousin's marriage.

The rich sons of Shengjing City all looked at each other, and they didn't look at each other.

Helpless, I had to focus on the official family.

Nan Baoyi was afraid that the second aunt would be white-headed, so she hurriedly responded.

She looked at Nan Baozhu again.

Zhu Zhu sat on a circle chair and was concentrating on eating walnuts.

In order to develop the population of the common people, the South Vietnamese State stipulated that if a man was 20 years old and a woman was 18 years old and had not yet married, the local government would marry them for them.

As for what kind of person to match, it depends on fate.

The little cousin is going to be sixteen years old, but she doesn't worry about the future at all.

Nan Baoyi really envied her free and easy.

The two sisters were dressed up, and the carriage from King Jing's Mansion happened to pick up people.

Nan Baozhu entered the palace for the first time, and she was quite nervous.

She sat in the carriage, looked in the mirror from time to time, and said sincerely: "Jiaojiao, in the palace later, you have to protect me a little, don't let me be alone." I was a little scared when I heard that the palace was huge. ”

Nan Baoyi nodded: "I won't let you be alone." ”

After the initial nervousness, Nan Baozhu gradually became excited: "The Chinese New Year's Eve banquet in the palace must be very rich, my mother is not there, no one cares about me, I can eat, drink and have fun with confidence." ”

Nan Baoyi smiled.

She lit up the glass lights in the carriage and looked at Nan Baozhu looking at herself in the mirror.

Her little cousin is about to be sixteen years old, like a round and white pearl, although she is slightly plumper than ordinary beauties in the eyes of the world, but it does not affect her beauty.

She shook her little cousin's hand.

My sister's hands were soft, and even her fingertips were warm.

What did she say when she entered the palace to see her husband, she knew that Zhuzhu actually liked the little grandfather.

She just hopes that the little grandfather will grow up quickly and propose to Zhuzhu as soon as possible.

When I came to the outside of the palace, I saw that the palace lights were bright, and the whole palace was like a city that never sleeps.

Nan Baoyi took her sister's hand, climbed the Chengle Hall along the 7749 steps, and introduced the noble girls passing by with her as she walked.

Xiao Yi took his hands and followed slowly behind.

When he stepped on the last step, he saw Gu Chongshan standing under the eaves of the palace.

This cold and thin nine-thousand-year-old played with a string of ebony beads, and bowed his head imperceptibly.

Xiao Yi curled his lips and smiled.

It seems that tonight, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

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I misremembered the date of the explosion, it should be the 17th, and the wedding was also on the 17th

Make up for it as an apology