Yuan Jinnian was born to Aunt Bai, the youngest child of Yuan Hong, the waiter of the Criminal Department, and the family will not change the dinner menu because a concubine is present or absent. When he came back, he was at most just adding a set of utensils.

The main mother Qin sat next to Yuan Hong, the sister-in-law Yuan Sinian sat next to his newly married wife Yao, and Yuan Sinian's two younger sisters, Yuan Xinian and Yuan Yinian, sat on their mother's side. There was an empty seat for Aunt Bai at the dinner table, but she didn't sit, she wanted to serve soup to Yuan Hong and Qin's cloth.

Qin is about forty years old, with a bit of a fat figure, wearing a royal blue placket and a dark purple satin skirt, with a long arm embroidered with a placket and a flower. With a Lingyun bun on his head, a peacock embedded in the treasure step, and a red treasure flower on his sideburns.

The other three young women on the table did not have such a grand headdress as hers, and the daughter-in-law Yao Shi wore a yellow plum hairpin diagonally to hold her black hair, and two ruby earrings were attached to her earlobes.

The two daughters carry colorful jade beads, green, yellow, red, blue and white colors are mixed together, like petals covering sideburns, and the young and delicate face is beautiful.

"Jin Nian, how are you getting along with King Yan in the Beijing patrol camp?" Yuan Hong was eating mussel shark fin soup and said coldly.

The family was eating with their heads buried in their heads, and even the sound of chewing was faint, and the sudden question made everyone stop their chopsticks and turn their eyes to look at Yuan Jinnian.

"King Yan is not difficult to get along with." Yuan Jinnian didn't know where to start for a while, so he had to answer in general terms.

"I'm asking you if he values you in particular!" Yuan Hong was not satisfied with his answer, and his tone intensified.

"We made an appointment to eat crab roe soup dumplings tomorrow in Zuixian Building." Yuan Jinnian raised his eyes and looked at his father.

Yuan Hong was only in his forties, wearing a homely robe embroidered with dark blue embroidered water patterns, with a thin figure and sharp eyes.

"You guys? Who else? Yuan Hong put down the pastel painting spoon.

"Cousin Song, Tie Li, brother of the Su family." Yuan Jinnian said silently.

"Only these people, Ming'er will let your eldest brother go with you." Yuan Hong opened his mouth and casually picked the fish fillet with chopsticks and milk sauce to eat.

"This, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, this time it's Cousin Song who is the east." Song Shaohuai has a perverse temperament, and who he wants to get close to depends on his own preferences. Yuan Jinnian didn't want to bring it, and Yuan Sinian, who showed him a sense of superiority everywhere, went to the banquet together.

"It stands to reason that Si Nian is the serious cousin of the Song family, and there is no reason to invite you but not him!" The arrogant Qin clan glanced at Yuan Jinnian with an eye knife.

Aunt Bai stood behind the Qin family, giving Yuan Jinnian a look and asking him to accept it.

"With a bunch of martial artists, what is there to gather." Yuan Sinian is now an apprentice at the Hanlin Academy, following the revision of books and writing history, and he has the innocence of a scholar in his heart.

"You know what! If you want to go, you still want to wash the ink on your fingers for the rest of your life? Yuan Hong glared at Yuan Sinian.

Yuan Jinnian looked at his father silently, Yuan Sinian asked his husband to enlighten early education at home since he was a child, but he was sent to Tianchan Temple early to practice martial arts because he was weak when he was young. If it weren't for the master's compassion and taking care of him, he wouldn't know how many times he would have died.

He and Yuan Sinian are both father's sons, just because his own mother is a concubine, should he live a lowly life in the dirt! Is he just a useful pawn for his father, his son-in-law, and this so-called family?

Looking at the table full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, Yuan Jin didn't know the taste of New Year's food, and the rice was difficult to swallow. The plum blossom smoker in the house was burning so hard that his back was sweating. He looked at the people eating around a table, and his heart froze with coldness. This internal cold and external heat can't help but make him shiver all over his body.

When Su Motian went home, the whole family of Su Mansion was sitting in the living room.

"Master, you are discouraged." Aunt Hua put one hand around Su Yan's neck sitting on the chair, and the other hand stroked the chest of his trimmed thin ink robe.

Wu, the wife of the whole woman, who was wearing a magnolia tuanhua brocade, sat on another Fushou carved chair, and her face was so disdainful that she turned away.

Aunt Hua's name is Huayan, twenty-five or sixteen years old, not a few years older than Su Motian's brothers and sisters, she was born with bright eyes and bright teeth, and moth eyebrows. She was wearing a goose yellow bandeau and a jade flower Ruyi skirt, covered with a smoky blue pinched flower placket and half an arm, her head full of pearls, and a rare hollow carved hibiscus stone bracelet on her wrist.

She was originally a Qing person in Tonghua Shuyu, with a delicate figure and beautiful appearance, chanting poems and speaking chapters, and being proficient in blowing, playing and singing. Su Yan saw her at a colleague banquet and was shocked.

Then he often frequented Tonghua Shuyu, and became familiar with it as soon as he came and went, and at a poetry singing and meeting, he rose up, drank a few more cups, and actually found back the majesty that had withered for many years.

The women of Tonghua Shuyu do not sell their bodies, play the piano and flute, sing and answer, and can accompany the wine, but do not stay overnight. Su Yan broke the rules, and Hua Yan cried pitifully that she was a young lady from a big family, and she was forcibly sold by robbers.

Su Yan already admired her, and she didn't stop doing it, completely ignoring the death of his old wife Wu, and married Hua Yan into the family with great fanfare. Su Yan is extremely fond of Huayan, and even overshadows his own children. This period of glamorous history has become a joke in officialdom for a while, some people envy it, and some people scold it.

"What's going on?" Su Motian frowned. Mother is still in front of her, this aunt is too unruly.

"Not your good sister yet!" Su Yan also knew that in front of his son, he couldn't go too far, so he took Hua Yan's hand away.

Su Motian turned his head to look at Su Muyun, and then he saw his sister wearing a butterfly tassel hairpin, wearing a scarlet brocade embroidered robe, bowing her head to wipe her tears, and he looked at his mother inexplicably.

"Hey, isn't this the Queen Mother setting our family Muyun for King Yan, we're talking about this." Wu sighed and said.

"Isn't that a great thing?" Su Motian asked suspiciously.

Su Muyun is twenty-eight years old, and Chu Lin looks like he has not yet reached the weak crown, and his age is just right. Appearance, talent, and conduct, Su Motian felt that his sister was definitely worthy of the title of Princess Yan.

"What a good thing! How much money and effort this family has paid for Mu Yun! What kind of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song is not cultivated according to the appearance of the master in the palace? Su Yan slapped the table angrily.

"Isn't it better to be the concubine of King Yan than to enter the palace to compete for favor?" Su Moyun said, Wu shook his head at him.

"You know what! If your sister gets the emperor's favor, the entire Su family will follow suit, where can you still be squeezed by someone in the Song Dynasty! "Su Yan has always felt that the Song family overshadowed the Su family, because his family had a noble concubine who always blew the pillow wind for the emperor.

"What's the use of saying that? The Queen Mother has already set the date. Wu wiped his eyes.

"King Yan is a very good person, my sister will marry her, and she will definitely fall in love." Su Moyun said.

"How many days have you only been with him in the Beijing patrol camp? Do you know that there is a girl in charge of affairs in his family, who is very powerful, her younger brother is the personal guard of King Yan, and most of this King Yan's mansion is called by sisters and brothers. Your sister is a soft child, and she has not been pinched to death by others when she got married! Su Yan glared at Su Muyun angrily.

"I just taught her that if she marries in the past, she will take away the right to be in charge of the family, and she is embarrassed! How did I give birth to such a useless dead girl! Su Yan even hated the Wu family.

"No matter how powerful a girl is, she is also a girl, and her sister marries into Yanwang's Mansion, she is the master, how can there be a reason for a slave to be the master." Su Motian frowned.

"Then I don't know Chu Lin's affection for that girl, it is said that they grew up together since childhood, and they may have been ...... cough cough" Su Yan wanted to say, he had already made a room, but when he thought that his son was not married and his daughter was not married, it was inevitable that he would be shallow-skinned, so he swallowed his words.

"Okay, the girl will lift her head again, at most she will be a concubine, and she will not be able to go beyond the princess." Wu listened to his son's words, his heart was open, and he answered with a pun.

"I'm going to see if dinner is ready." Hua Yan couldn't hold it on her face, this family said that her daughter was married, and Mrs. didn't forget to scratch her.

"Mu Yun is not annoyed, King Yan is the same age as you, young and handsome, with a noble status, it is a good marriage." Su Motian rubbed his sister's hair.

Su Muyun was a little embarrassed, and called out shyly: "Brother~"

"Don't talk about your sister-in-law, when are you going to get married?" Su Yan asked with a straight face.

Back then, in order to prevent his father from marrying the young, Su Motian hurriedly swore that his father would not marry his son, and his son would not marry his father. As a result, now his father does not admit the old debts when he marries his relatives, and he seizes the opportunity to urge marriage.

"I can't achieve anything now, whose girl is willing to marry?" Su Motian spread his hands and dealt with his father, he was not without tricks.

"Humph! Your brain is broken, and you want to enter the Beijing patrol camp. The boys of the little penal department of the Lang family have all entered the Hanlin Academy, if you are serious about the exam, this year is not the three fingers pinching the snail, the steady champion. "Su Yan is most proud of this son, not to mention the toad Song Shaohuai, even Yuan Sinian can't compare.

"Sir, madam, it's time to eat." A girl came in and curtsied.

"That's it, that's it." Su Yan stood up and talked for a long time, his stomach was really hungry.

Zhongshu Lingfu got the news early, the ancestor said, the big kitchen was busy all day, and a table full of dishes with color and fragrance surrounded the table.

I saw that on the table, there were four plates of cold dishes of shredded chicken and cucumber, dry-cut beef, osmanthus jerky, and shredded crab meat and bamboo shoots, as well as four plates of pea yellow, lotus seed cake, bergamot crisp, and bean paste rolls, as well as four dishes of side dishes and four plates of fresh fruits.

There are hot and light dishes, such as abalone stewed pearl cabbage, braised civet, charcoal-grilled rabbit meat, hanging oven pheasant, eight treasure goose, green onion fried pigeon, steamed anchovy, skewered fried fresh shellfish, Luohan prawns, and wild boar.

There are countless stir-fried vegetables, and almost all the ingredients that can be bought in the city are made, and this table is even more sumptuous than the New Year.

The family gathered around the table, and they couldn't eat just by looking at it, because an important person had not yet returned.

Mrs. Yuan is obviously well-dressed, she is nearly seventy years old, her body is tough, and her spirit is strong. She wore a brown brocade robe embroidered with a ginger pattern brocade and a dark blue double-embroidered satin skirt.

There is a ganoderma lucidum bamboo hairpin inlaid with ruby and turquoise on his head, a gold-dotted emerald flower on his sideburns, red coral earrings on his ears, and a rhinoceros horn carved Fushou bracelet on his wrist. A body of wealth and longevity.

A crutch carved with a red body carved on the side of the beast, Old Taijun Yuan kept looking at the door.

"Here we are...... Here it is......" A little girl ran in unruly.

"You're stunned, beware of scaring the old ancestor!" Furong, the big girl next to Mrs. Yuan, said sharply.

"Don't worry, I'll give her a snack later, but pity her all the way, and her anger will fall." Old Madam Yuan smiled kindly.

"Grandma! Wow, you are simply a beautiful and beautiful fairy, more beautiful than when I left! As soon as Song Shaohuai came in, he praised indiscriminately.

Listening to these nonsense, the big girls around the old lady, Hibiscus and Peony, all covered their mouths with handkerchiefs and secretly had fun.

"Stinky boy, dare to mess with your." Old Madam Yuan grabbed Song Shaohuai's arm and made a gesture to fight.

"Oops." Coincidentally, he just grabbed the injury, and Song Shaohuai immediately softened in pain.

"This, what's wrong, what's wrong!" Old Madam Yuan was taken aback.

The girls around her also panicked all of a sudden, and they didn't know what to do.

"Go and call the third child!" Song Shaohuai's mother, Cai, shouted.