For the emperor's sudden appointment, some of the ministers were opposed, but it was not in the court at this time, and the emperor had already announced that Murong Zhen had also accepted it, and it was meaningless to oppose it now. Those people could only look at Murong Zhen with disdain and suspicion, not believing that this little head catcher who had not even participated in the imperial examination could do anything.

Murong Zhong, the secretary of the military department, was not surprised, obviously he knew the emperor's decision.

He looked at his son in the center of the hall with satisfaction, and thanked the emperor: "It is fortunate that the dog can get the emperor's common sense." Xiao'er will definitely live up to the emperor's expectations and serve our dynasty. ”

Bei Tangli laughed loudly and said to Murong Zhen: "Okay, the tiger father has no dogs, I look forward to your performance!" ”

The "Summary and Commendation Conference" at the end of the year ended quickly, and everyone returned to eating, drinking, and enjoying singing and dancing.

The Yuan circle faced in the direction of Murong Zhen, the two looked at each other, she curled the corners of her mouth, and showed a congratulatory smile at each other, and Murong Zhen bowed politely.

After three rounds of wine, everyone's interest is still undiminished, and there is laughter and laughter between pushing cups and changing lamps, and when everyone is almost eating, suddenly there is a burst of explosion from outside the hall.

It's time to set off fireworks.

As soon as the ladies in the hall heard the sound, they couldn't wait to go out to watch the fireworks. Bei Tang raised his hand and got up from his seat, "Ladies and gentlemen, let's go out with me to enjoy the fireworks." ”

So, a group of people followed the north hall out of the Changle Hall and came to the door of the main hall.

"Bang-bang-bang-" Dozens of fireworks jumped into the sky at the same time, suddenly blooming, lighting fireworks like thousands of petals, colorful, brilliant and sprinkled one after another, reflecting half of the sky as bright as day.

Almost all the people in the hall came out, and they all looked up to enjoy this fireworks festival.

Hundreds of civil and military officials, three thousand beauties in the harem, and hundreds of people gathered in one place, and their faces were reflected by colorful and brilliant fireworks.

Yuan Quanquan stood beside Ming Xiu, with his habitual arm around his waist, turning his head to look at the handsome man beside him, thinking about everything in the past six months, and an emotion called "peace of mind" slowly surged in his heart.

She stretched out her hand, stroked the hand that Ming Xiu had placed on her waist, made eye contact with the man who was looking at her sideways, handed over a gentle smile, and whispered, "Happy New Year." ”

Shen Xiu looked at the little woman smiling like a flower in the fireworks, withdrew his hand, and then interlocked his fingers with her, leaned down slightly, and replied in her ear: "Happy New Year." After saying that, he took a light bite on her earlobe.

After the fireworks are over, the courtiers can leave the palace and return to their homes to celebrate the New Year with their families.

And the royal family moved the venue and went to the Ronghua Hall of the Inner Palace.

Yuan Xiaobao entered the palace for the first time, and was already amazed by the luxury of the palace when he was in Changle Hall just now, and was led all the way to Ronghua Hall by the concubine at this time, he really couldn't hold back the joy and surprise in his heart, and couldn't help but whisper "wow".

Walking next to the concubine was a concubine in a blue palace skirt, hearing this "wow", she glanced down at Yuan Xiaobao, and said: "Concubine Niangniang, this is the little prince of the house, right?" He's really handsome. ”

When the concubine heard this, she replied with a smile: "Yes, our little treasure looks Zhouzheng, and when she grows up, she will definitely attract many girls to like it." ”

Yuan Quanquan walked behind Yuan Xiaobao, and after hearing the words of the concubine, he suddenly paused and subconsciously looked at the small back in front of him.

Although it was only a slight point, the Yuan Quanquan found that the little guy's body couldn't help but stiffen when he heard the word "grow up".

Grow up......

This matter is full of expectations and beauty for any child, but it can be put here in Yuan Xiaobao, but it is a luxury that can never be realized.

His future was lost hundreds of years ago.

There was a sudden distress in her heart, Yuan Quanquan wanted to hug this child at this time, but the timing was not right and the occasion was wrong, so she had to hold back.

The concubine didn't know Yuan Xiaobao's true identity, and was still immersed in the imagination of how her little grandson would be heroic when he grew up, and how to fascinate the girls, and the smile on her mouth was full of pride.

The expression on Yuan Xiaobao's face slowly cooled, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

The concubine didn't notice his abnormality, and still led him forward with a smile, until she entered the Ronghua Hall and pulled the little guy into the seat, only to realize that he seemed to be in a wrong mood.

"What's wrong, Xiaobao? Not happy? Fang Cai didn't pay attention all the time, and now he saw that the little guy kept his head down sullenly, and he didn't speak, and his little face was full of grievances, and the concubine was very distressed all of a sudden.

Yuan Xiaobao shook his head, but still didn't speak.

The concubine was anxious, thinking that Xiaobao didn't like this kind of occasion, so she was frightened, and was thinking about whether to take him back to the palace.

The Yuan Circle spoke at the right time and found an excuse: "Mother Concubine, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, the day of family reunion, Xiao Baoxu is thinking of his biological parents, and his heart is sad. ”

When the concubine heard this, she was even more distressed, and took Yuan Xiaobao into her arms, patted her back and comforted: "Xiaobao, you are now the little prince of Mingwangfu, you have a father and a grandmother, you are no longer a lonely person, you are grandma's baby grandson, grandma loves you, you know?" ”

Although Yuan Xiaobao is already over 500 years old, he is still a five-year-old child in his heart. For 500 years, he was alone in the cemetery facing the graves and coffins and all kinds of lonely souls and ghosts, without warmth, without love, and suffering loneliness. Because of a coincidence, he met the Yuan Circle, which brought him into the world of living people, lived like a normal child again, and received meticulous care and love from the concubine. Even if he can never grow up, he feels extremely happy in the arms of the concubine at this moment.

"Well, Xiaobao knows that Xiaobao is a person with a father and a grandmother, and Xiaobao is a child who is loved."

"Yes, our Xiaobao is a child who is loved, and he is a child who is liked."

"Well, grandma likes Xiaobao, and Xiaobao likes grandma the most."

"Yo, huh? Here, kiss grandma. ”

"What!" Yuan Xiaobao pouted and kissed the concubine heavily on the face, making the concubine smile.

Looking at the interaction between the ancestors and grandchildren, the ghosts of the Yuan Circle made a difference, and suddenly wanted to have a child by themselves, and give birth to a child between her and her meditation cultivators.

Ever since the missing rib of meditation had grown, there seemed to be an inexplicable telepathy between him and the Yuan Circle. At this time, Yuan Quanquan obviously didn't say anything, just looked at Yuan Xiaobao's expression and was slightly moved, but Shen Xiu magically understood what she was thinking at the moment.

Leaning into her ear, biting her ear to suppress the voice, a magnetic deep voice drifted into her ear: "Little circle, it's time for us to have a little skeleton." ”

Yuan Quanquan was stunned, as if surprised that he understood his thoughts so well, looked at him for a while, and whispered back: "I have to be born too!" ”

The two of them have been married for more than half a year, and they usually work quite hard, but her stomach just hasn't moved, what can she do.

"How can it not be born? This king has asked, as long as the flowers on the other side behind you are fully grown, and the ribs of this king are completely grown, when the time comes, you can give birth to a few if you want to. ”

They were very close, and their voices were soft, only they could hear them, and they were not afraid of being listened to by others, but now they were not at home after all, and it was not good for the Yuan circle to talk too much about this topic, so they only replied with a puzzled look, and did not continue.

The Dasheng Dynasty has only experienced two generations, and the first emperor only has the two sons of the current emperor and King Min, so the number of close relatives of the royal family is not large, and some other side relatives of the imperial family have only left the palace and returned to their homes, and they have accompanied their families to spend Chinese New Year's Eve. Therefore, at this time, in the Ronghua Palace, in addition to the emperor and the harem concubines, there is only the Ming Wangfu family.

In previous years, Beitang Xiu and the concubine were in the palace for the New Year, and after the New Year, they lived in the palace, and the next day they went to the Wanguo Temple with the emperor and queen to offer incense.

But this year, Beitang Cultivation has become a meditation cultivation, and there are more Yuan Circle Circles and Yuan Xiaobao, and the Meditation Cultivation does not plan to stay in the palace.

According to custom, on Chinese New Year's Eve, the emperor would give the concubines and juniors in the palace money, and the emperor's own children were only the crown prince Beitang Toru and Yun and Princess Beitang Jing, who were naturally the first.

"Thank you, Father." The brother and sister received their purses, said auspicious words to each other, and then returned to their seats.

The third is Beitang Xuan, the second prince who was just born to him this year, and the baby who was still in swaddling clothes seemed to feel the joy of the New Year, waving his little hands and babbling happily.

Beitang couldn't hide his happy mood, put the red purse containing the wishful beads in front of the little doll, and the babbling little baby reached out and grabbed the red tassel hanging down from the purse, and grabbed it without letting go.

Beitangli's eyes were full of joy, and he teased the child as if no one was around, and talked softly with Concubine Qing, which made the other concubines present so jealous that they wrung their handkerchiefs.

Although Yuan Xiaobao is not an authentic descendant of the royal family, he is the adopted son of the meditation cultivator and the Yuan Circle circle, and he is also half of the royal descendant, so he is naturally indispensable for the New Year's money.

"I heard your name is Yuan Xiaobao? Is this the real name, or was it taken later? Beitangli finished teasing the little prince, and then sent the New Year's money. And this fourth is Yuan Xiaobao.

In addition to meditation, Yuan Xiaobao is very bold to everyone, and he will not be timid at all, but when he was questioned by Beitang, he had a trace of fear for no reason, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, his little hand tightly grasped the sleeve of the concubine, and replied timidly: "The name is ...... My mother took it. ”

"Oh? Really? The name is not bad, it's just ......" Beitang looked at the Yuan circle with a little puzzled eyes, "Even if it is with the mother's surname, then why is the surname Yuan instead of the surname Lu?" ”

Yuan Quanquan was stunned for a while, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Fortunately, the concubine spoke out to relieve her: "The emperor doesn't know that before marrying into the Mingwang Mansion, Yang Er had a small accident and lost her memory. During the amnesia, she entered the palace, named herself Yuan Quanquan, and then brought back Xiaobao, so she simply let him have the surname Yuan. ”

The second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion had been missing for four months, and she lost her memory after coming back, and Beitangli had heard of it. Now listening to the concubine's explanation, it is reasonable, so I didn't dig into it.

casually asked a few words about Yuan Xiaobao, and gave him an extra purse, Beitangli's gaze moved slightly to the right, and it fell on the Yuan Quanquan next to him again.