After receiving the master's orders, the dispute in Fukang Hall did not spread, and it is unknown how many people knew about it and silently suppressed it.

At the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet in the Hou Mansion, it was harmonious, and there was no mistake in its happiness.

The old lady was too old to bear the New Year's Eve and went back to sleep first. returned to the study with An Hou, and Jiang Wu went with him. There are only three brothers and sisters left in the painting hall.

Around the charcoal fire, there are snacks such as preserved fruit and melon seeds on the table, and the three brothers and sisters are talking while snorting melon seeds, while letting the number of people move over to make trouble together, cutting window flowers for a while, and playing with throwing pots for a while, so they will not be sleepy.

Jiang Changchang, as a gentleman, is a first-class good hand at throwing pots, sweeping the little maids, Jiang Changxi and Jiang Changyan are also willing to bow down.

When it came to cutting window flowers, Jiang Changchang couldn't do it, and it was over as soon as he cut it, and it took several pieces of red paper.

"No, no, no." Jiang Chang admitted defeat and grabbed melon seeds and came to his sister's side: "This year, King Nanxiang is not there, and the Chinese New Year's Eve palace banquet is less interesting, just drinking and eating, and it is very boring." ”

Jiang Changchang regretted it: "It's better to stay at home with my sister." ”

Jiang Changxi's scissors were biased, and half of the peony flowers that were about to be cut were gone, and it was a pity to see Xiutan.

Jiang Changxi had no choice but to throw it away, picked up a piece of red paper again, and said casually: "Every time my brother sees King Nanxiang, his eyes are not eyes, and his nose is not nose, so he can't deal with it." He's not here this year, you're not happy to have a few more drinks, why are you still depressed. ”

Jiang Changchang sighed and pretended to be sad.

Jiang Changyan, who was depicting the blessing characters on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Jiang Changxi in a milky voice: "Sister, don't pay attention to Brother, he just missed the excitement and felt uncomfortable." Oops......"

After being exposed, Jiang Changchang pinched Jiang Changyan's face with "resentment": "You know the most." ”

Jiang Changyan covered half of his face that was pinched, and threw away his pen to hide in Jiang Changxi's arms to complain: "Sister, it hurts." ”

Jiang Changxi hugged him distressedly, looked down at his Lian, and turned red. Jiang Changxi complained: "My brother is really good, why do you still care about children." ”

"I'm still a child, and I'll be eight years old in another hour." Jiang Changchang pretended to be angry and wanted to catch Jiang Changyan, scratching him and squeaking: "Boy, come here, do I have a hard hand You screamed so loudly." ”

Jiang Changyan was afraid of itching, and he was squeaked and hid in Jiang Changxi's arms and giggled non-stop. Jiang Changxi asked for his younger brother, but Jiang Changchang refused to give up, and the three brothers and sisters made a mess, and the laughter in the painting hall lasted for a long time.

Jiang Changxi is a girl's family, and her physical strength is not as good as the two of them, and she wants to laugh and protect Jiang Changyan, and soon gasps breathlessly: "Don't laugh, don't laugh, can't breathe." ”

Jiang Changxi waved his hand, hugged Jiang Changyan in a circle, and handed it to Qingrong.

Jiang Changchang didn't chase after him anymore, and Ren Jiang Changyan hid behind Jiang Changxi, quite surprised: "Why is my sister protecting him so much, and I don't see you protecting me." ”

"Brother said that, I'm going to be wronged." Jiang Changxi's face showed an aggrieved expression, and he said unhappily: "If you want to make trouble again in the future, I won't stop my grandmother's family law." ”

Compared with the old lady, Jiang Changyuan was actually more cowardly to his sister, and hurriedly said: "Don't don't, don't don't, can't I be wrong." Good sister, I know that you are the most protective of your brother and the best for your brother. ”

"No, Sister is the best for me!" Jiang Changyan jumped out and said.

"Hey, you're going to rob me of this!" Jiang Changchang rolled up his sleeves: "Boy, I've been unhappy with you for a long time!" ”

Jiang Changchang made a gesture to catch Jiang Changyan, Jiang Changyan ran away first, and Jiang Changchang chased him around the painting hall, and there was another burst of laughter.

The red lantern under the porch is bright, cloudless tonight, and there is a slight cool breeze. Jiang Changxi looked at the newly cut peony in his hand and smiled slightly, Jiang Changyan ran over and hugged her.

"Sister is so fragrant." Jiang Changyan's voice was glutinous, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, dyed sleepy.

Sui'an Hou Mansion actually did not keep the rule of the year, in previous years, Jiang Changyan was young, and the Jiang Wu family was reluctant to let him stay up late, so he coaxed him to sleep early. Jiang Chang thought it was boring to stay with his father, maybe he would have to be taught a lesson before he stayed for half an hour, so it was better to go to bed early.

And this year Jiang Changxi is back, Chinese New Year's Eve is her birthday again, and Jiang Chang wants to accompany her.

This is Jiang Changyan's first time keeping the New Year, and although he is sleepy now, he has not yet passed the excitement, and he refuses to go back to the room in Jiang Changxi's arms.

Jiang Changchang slapped him on the leg and scolded "stinky boy", but he didn't force him.

There was still some time to go, and the brother and sister coaxed Jiang Changyan while whispering.

Most of them are Jiang Changchang talking, and Jiang Changxi is listening.

The brother and sister hadn't sat and chatted like this for a long time, and Jiang Changchang told her about the changes in Lindu over the years, about who was more and less in the Lindu rich circle, and about what he had seen and done in the past five years.

As he spoke, he would also ask Jiang Changxi about his life in the past few years, whether there was any good scenery in Spring City, which family had beautiful girls in the alleys near the old house, and which family had sons and daughters who were not angry.

When asked, the night became darker.

"Brother, is the palace banquet fun?" After a pause, Jiang Changxi looked at the red lantern above his head and asked. Jiang Changyan had fallen asleep in her arms.

When it comes to the palace banquet, Jiang Changchang lacks interest: "It's not fun." ”

"Huh? How so? ”

"In previous years, there was a lively look, barely fun. This year is not lively, not fun. ”

"Lively." Jiang Changxi said curiously: "Ah Yan seems to have said just now that my brother went to the palace banquet to see the excitement." What's the excitement? ”

Jiang Changyuan looked at Jiang Changxi's extremely curious face, and said in a very surprised tone: "Sister, why are you so gossipy today?" ”

Jiang Changxi was silent, seemed to review himself, and then said: "Everyone has curiosity." ”

Jiang Changchang said "yes" very suspiciously, seeing that Jiang Changxi was always open, as if he was a sudden curiosity and there was nothing else, Jiang Changchang reluctantly believed it.

"Sister, you know, Han Wei's father is the Marquis of Jing'an." The title of King Nanxiang was hereditary, and in order to avoid confusion, Jiang Changchang directly called Han Wei's name.

Although Jiang Changxi was very sure that Jiang Changchang didn't have so many ideas, he just didn't want to call Han Weiqi the prince. She secretly laughed at her brother's childishness in her heart, and her face remained silent: "Hmm." ”

"Han Weici's mother is the county lord of the palace, the two families are married, and it is good to marry two surnames, but it's a pity that the ...... is the love and hatred of the previous generation, and Jiang Changchang is not a junior who chews the root of the elder's tongue in front of his sister, so he skipped vaguely: "In short, after the lord of Nanxiang County died on the battlefield, Han Weiqi held a grudge against the Jing'an Hou Mansion, and the Jing'an Hou Mansion was not a good stubble, and the two families hated each other." ”

"Now Han Weiqi has military merits, inherits the throne, is deeply favored by the emperor, and has no palace banquets every year. The hereditary family of the Marquis of Jing'an, even if the Marquis of Jing'an is only an empty shell now, he still has some face in the emperor, and the palace banquet is naturally indispensable to his family. ”

"How big is the Ming Yuan Hall of this banquet, everyone looks down and doesn't look up, Han Weiqi is not a good match, arrogant and short-tempered, as soon as he sees the people in the Jing'an Hou Mansion, it is like a lit cannon. Lao Tzu boy, Jing'an Hou can't bear it, the two fight, isn't it lively! ”

The more Jiang Changchang talked about it, the more excited he became, and Jiang Changxi was silently embarrassed.

It's okay to chew the root of the elder's tongue in front of my sister!

Jiang Changxi shook his head, but he was at home, and the people who served him were strict-mouthed, so he let him go.

But when she saw her brother's appearance before, she thought that Han Weiqi would have trouble at the palace banquet every year, but she didn't think it was like this.

Han Weiqi was at odds with the Jing'an Hou Mansion, Jiang Changxi didn't know about this, he had also seen the matter of him making Mrs. Lu half angry and escorting people to the Criminal Department, Jiang Changxi could also imagine how the two families would make trouble at the palace banquet every year, no wonder Jiang Changxi was so excited when he mentioned it.

However, when it came to Mrs. Lu, Jiang Changxi thought of Lu Liu's family and narrowed his eyes slightly.

After Lu Liushi injured her, it seems that she was sent to the prison of the Criminal Department, and now what is happening, no one seems to give her an explanation.

Jiang Changxi raised his eyebrows, thinking about whether to let Qingrong inquire, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and the fireworks that exploded were like thunder, shining the entire starry sky.

"Fireworks." Jiang Changyan woke up in her arms, rubbed his eyes, and muttered in confusion.

"It's fireworks, isn't it beautiful?" Jiang Changchang hugged his younger brother from his sister's arms, and as soon as he raised his hand, he actually let Jiang Changyan sit on his neck and carry him to watch the fireworks bloom in the dark night sky in different shapes.

"Brother, don't fall on him."

Jiang Changxi was taken aback by Jiang Changchang's actions, Jiang Changyan was bold, sobered up a little, and clapped his hands to watch the fireworks: "Beautiful, so beautiful." ”

received Jiang Changchang's "you can rest assured" look, and Jiang Changyan was so happy, Jiang Changxi couldn't say anything more to spoil the fun, so they went and watched the fireworks together.

In recent years, Dahong's fireworks production technology has made great progress, and the shape of fireworks blooms is no longer confined to the single patterns and colors of peony and chrysanthemum.

From Fang Cai to the present, what begonia camellia, plum orchid bamboo, what immortal guide the way to the goddess scattering flowers, the same for the same, seeing Jiang Changyan applauded again and again, Jiang Changchang sighed twice, and praised: "This year, the Ministry of Rites is really attentive." ”

The fireworks in the sky were blooming, and the firecrackers on the ground began to crackle and explode with the advent of the child's hour, and it was not lively for a while.

This excitement is there, and the smell of gunpowder is permeating the wind, which is strange and choking.

Jiang Changchang was afraid that his younger siblings would choke, and the time for the left and right children had also arrived, even if he was done at this age, he asked Qingrong and Xiutan to send Jiang Changxi to rest in Fang Pavilion.

Jiang Changyan was already extremely sleepy, and Jiang Changchang carried him on his back and sent him back to Katatong Xuan.

Jiang Changyan had his brother to send him, so Jiang Changxi didn't worry too much, and took Qingrong and Xiutan back to Yifang Pavilion.

Smelling the smell of fireworks on his body, Jiang Changxi wanted to take a bath before sleeping, Xiutan went out to call for water, and Qingrong went to prepare a change of clothes.

Jiang Changxi sat in front of the dresser, took off the hairpin ring on his head by himself, and untied his bun. A green silk fell out, just over the waist.

She reached out to get the comb, her hand suddenly paused, as if she felt something, she looked up, and the fireworks exploded into longevity peaches, and they were fleeting.