Although Meng Xiangrong and Mu Ying said that they were reconciled, the Mu family did keep their promise to say that Red Sleeves died of a sudden vicious illness, but the two things happened one after the other, which always caused some gossip.

Mu Ying is a man, so she naturally thinks it doesn't matter, but Meng Xiangrong is different.

Meng Combrow took a golden pick and fiddled with the charcoal fire in the brazier, so that the chestnuts could be heated more evenly, and the room was instantly filled with the aroma of food.

"But your lords and servants are glad to be idle."

The heavy snow has not stopped since three days ago, and it seems to bury the entire capital under the snow.

In the year of Ruixue Mega Harvest, I think the wheat should grow very well after the beginning of spring.

"The excerpt sent by Zhang Jigang this morning said that the autumn harvest in Binzhou was good, and in addition to the people being able to keep enough rations for themselves, they could also hand over some to the national treasury."

I think that half a year ago, Binzhou was still a place that needed the imperial court to allocate disaster relief money to barely starve all over the wilderness, and it has changed so much in just a few months, which is all due to Zhang Ji.

The emperor was very happy after reading the excerpt, and personally wrote a plaque for people to send to Binzhou to show his appreciation.

Zhang Ji is the champion recommended by Jing Qicheng, he can be reused by the emperor, and Jing Qicheng also has a bright face.

Of course, the biggest hero is still Meng Combrow, if it weren't for her, Jingqi Chen would not have been able to find this piece of jade.

"By the way, the New Year is coming soon, are we going to enter the palace or celebrate the New Year in the mansion this year?"

Palace banquets are held in the palace every New Year's holiday, and the New Year is more grand than the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Father and Emperor mean that although it is the next year, this year is not peaceful, and the expenses in the palace must be as frugal as possible, so this year's Chinese New Year's Eve is observed in various provinces."

Hearing that there was no need to enter the palace, Meng combed his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief, so as not to accidentally touch Jing Ran when he got it.

However, Jing Qicheng also said that although the palace banquet was saved, the emperor said that he would go out on a tour before the year and sit in the mansions of various princes for half a day.

"You mean the emperor is coming to the palace?"

As soon as he heard this, Meng Combrow knew that he had to prepare again.

"Father does not hesitate to be extravagant, you can just prepare it as a light meal."

Meng combed his eyebrows and threw the golden pick in his hand into Jing Qicheng's hand, what he said was light, then when the emperor came, let the old man eat chestnuts with him.

Jing Qicheng smiled, pulled out a chestnut that had been burned hot from the charcoal fire, blew it, and when the chestnut was slightly cool, peeled it off and handed it to Meng to comb his eyebrows.

No matter what she does, she has every opinion.

Meng combed his eyebrows and glared at him with disgust, opened his mouth and bit the chestnut, this is what he said, don't regret it.

There are not many people with the emperor on patrol, only Concubine Xian and a few eunuchs accompany him, as for the queen, although the ban was lifted because of the New Year, the queen seems to have become more simple than before, and the Fengxi Palace is also deserted, and there is no New Year's breath at all.

Seeing him rise from a tall building, seeing his tall building collapse, except for a few subordinates in Fengxi Palace who had been serving the queen, all the queens dispersed.

Every day, the queen knelt in front of the Buddhist shrine and kept reciting those scriptures, and she didn't know whether she was repenting or praying for blessings.

In the Prince's Mansion, Mu Qingyan was scolding the maids beside him.

"Be careful of your claws, the whole capital is just such a big one, if it is broken, you will not be able to cut off a few heads."

Knowing that the emperor was coming, Mu Qingyan spent a lot of money to buy an eight-group emerald brocade feather satin from the first floor of the world, and the skirt inside was a lotus blue woven gold and gold carved warm satin long skirt, which was matched with a shawl of mirror flower rhombus yarn, but it was really bright and moving.

It took dozens of craftsmen to work day and night, and it took a whole month to make this dress, and Mu Qingyan's monthly silver for this year was spent on it.

She is a woman who is the prince, and she always has to dress up brightly to show the prince's face, and besides, the New Year's is naturally to wear more festive clothes in front of the emperor.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Mu Qingyan still felt that there was not enough, and told the maid to take a set of emerald heads and put them on.

"Concubine Fang, aren't you a little too ostentatious like this?"

Even the maids around her couldn't stand it.

"Fart!"

Mu Qingyan pointed to the snow outside and asked the maid to kneel on the snow and slap her mouth, such a good day was actually open in front of her, which disturbed her good mood.

The maid didn't dare to argue, so she could only kneel out obediently.

Wang Qifu, as a concubine, was taking care of everything she wanted to drive, and saw Mu Qingyan covered with jewels, just like a walking makeup dowry, and just wanted to open her mouth to let her change her clothes, she heard someone outside rumoring that the emperor had arrived.

In order to show filial piety, the prince had been waiting at the door to greet him, and a thin layer of snow fell on his body, and the emperor naturally felt that he was very filial when he saw him.

However, after entering the prince's mansion and seeing Mu Qingyan, the emperor's face immediately sank, and the prince was the same.

She was still complacent, feeling that she must be glamorous today and give the prince a long face.

On the other hand, Wang Qifu next to her was just wearing a semi-new pomegranate red carved gold silk pipa collar dark flower Yunjin palace dress, and the cloak covered outside was a slightly more expensive makeup forged fox fur cloak, and the two knelt together, but Mu Qingyan was more like the prince's concubine.

"It's lively in the Prince's Mansion."

Before Wang Qifu could reply, Mu Qingyan had already rushed to say that in order to take over the car, the house had already begun to prepare.

"Don't stop yet!"

The prince scolded in a low voice.

Mu Qingyan looked aggrieved, what did she do wrong?

"The dress on Concubine Mu is not bad, but the warm satin is precious, and only the queen and the Golden Thread Pavilion are available in the palace, so it can be seen that the prince feels sorry for you."

Concubine Xian said leisurely on the side.

"The prince is naturally very good for concubines."

Mu Qingyan thought that Concubine Xian was praising their husband and wife's love, but she didn't know that every word she said today was wrong.

The prince wished he could sew a needle into her mouth.

Wang Qifu hurriedly said that he had ordered someone to prepare a banquet and just waited for the emperor to sit down, but the emperor waved his sleeves and said that he was going to Chen's mansion, so he would not eat at the prince's mansion.

The prince left the emperor to finish his meal and leave, but the emperor said lightly that as a prince, he should care about the suffering of all the people, instead of spending his thoughts on women.

"The son is guilty."

The prince was miserable by Wang Qifu this time, so he could only kneel on the ground and watch the emperor's dragon leave.

And Mu Qingyan, the culprit, didn't know what he had done wrong, but he just felt that it was strange that the emperor had just come and left.

She happily went around the prince's face and asked him if he looked good today, did he like it?