On the second day of the second month of February, it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and Nanyan and his party entered Fanyang City on the setting sun.

The streets are empty, but every house is hung with red lanterns, pasted with the word Fu, and laughter and laughter come from time to time.

They went directly to the Taishou Mansion in Fanyang City to knock on the door.

This time, Nanyan came very low-key without prior notice.

Because of the information that Nanyou gave her and the information from Chongqing and Xiangxun, this Fan Yang City is too clean to guard Li Yinghe.

As a monarch, she really couldn't believe that Fanyang City was close to the Great Zhou and was the main trading point for foreign trade.

Even a scholar like Dai Xiangshan has privately set up his own shop, not to mention Fan Yangcheng, who has the most family members, is too guarded by Li Yinghe.

She is nearly sixty years old, with five sons, eight daughters, six husbands, more than 30 grandchildren, more than 20 great-grandchildren, not to mention the family members married by daughters.

Although her juniors have opened a few inns, the business is not bad.

But if you calculate carefully, at most it is only enough to make ends meet, and as an official, he only wants to feed the family, Nanyan finds it hard to believe.

Taishou House

The two guards at the door wore their sleeves and squatted in the corner to avoid the wind and chat.

No one will come to the house today, and they can be lazy.

The clatter of the carriage seemed very abrupt on the empty street, and the guard craned his neck to look at it, wondering how someone could still run blindly in his Chinese New Year's Eve.

When the carriage stopped at the gate of the Taishou Mansion, the guard was stunned for a moment, reacted, and got up with some dissatisfaction:

"Chinese New Year's Eve adults don't see outsiders, please go back!"

Luo Chen jumped out of the carriage, took the token from his waist and threw it at them, saying:

"Go find your master, and come out quickly to greet your nobles!"

The guards are all watching people cook, looking at Luo Chen's momentum is not like an ordinary person, and then looking at a few big bronzing characters on the token in his hand, the inner servant is the governor, and hurriedly turned around and squeezed into the door to return.

Who in the world doesn't know that the Heavenly Maiden took Luo Chen, the inner servant of the pro-seal, out of the palace to play!

But the kung fu of a cup of tea, the sound of footsteps in a row, made Luo Chen feel as if an army was raiding them.

With the opening of the gate, the first to come out was undoubtedly Li Yinghe, who was too guarded, followed by a group of family members, who were crowded so that the gate with two feet of boasting felt like it was about to burst out.

"The minister doesn't know that the goddess is visiting, and he has missed the welcome, so please forgive me!"

"Meet the Celestial Maiden! Long live the Celestial Maiden, long live, long live! ”

Dye incense lifted the curtain, and Nanyan came out, dressed in a red python robe, with black hair crowned, undyed red lips, and not angry and arrogant.

She was also shocked by this group of people who could not see the end, at least no less than a hundred.

"Li Qing's house is really lively."

Nanyan didn't say to let her get up, it was cold, she had an old bone, she hadn't knelt for many years, she was really not used to it.

But Li Yinghe didn't dare to be dissatisfied.

She raised her face and smiled:

"It's cold in winter, so I'll take you to the post station to pick up the wind and wash the dust for you."

"You don't have to waste effort, for the New Year, the palace can make do with your house, and it will be festive. Arise, all of you. ”

After Nanyan finished speaking, he took Luo Chen's hand and got off the carriage, and didn't give Li Yinghe a chance to refute at all, so he walked inside.

Li Yinghe was suffocated, so he could only bite the bullet and invite Nanyan in.

People on both sides gave way, and the clothes worn by everyone were shining with pearlescent and exquisite workmanship, and it was not difficult to see that their value was remarkable.

She was already feeling uncomfortable, the material of their clothes was no worse than the one on her own!

PS：

I went out, just came back, the chapter was already written, and I corrected the typo and sent it out