Since the four generals of Jimo came back, these two girls are often not by their side, and they have even taken Ziyu and Lianxin away from them, Le Zhengyu thought while looking at himself in the mirror, as if he had gained a lot of weight.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Le Zhengyu was alone in a daze, the little girl next to her asked hurriedly.

"Luluo, tell me how your hometown celebrates the Spring Festival?" Le Zhengyu has the intention to tease this girl who has a tight face all day long.

"Princess"... Looking at her spitting out, Le Zhengyu said: "Forget it, let me tell you how my hometown celebrates the festival!" ”

"Ahh Princess, isn't your hometown in the capital? The little girl said differently.

"Alright! You've found out, and I'm telling you about, um... How they celebrate their feasts far away! ”

Le Zhengyu thought as he spoke, no wonder Jimo arranged this girl by his side, and he was worthy of being a person under Jimo Yu, and he was so thoughtful.

As she spoke, the pothos listened with great interest, and the sound of laughter kept coming.

"Hahaha, princess, what you said is amazing, how can it be faster than a horse?" "Yes! And even more amazing! And airplanes! ”....

"Oh, princess, the slave and maid are laughing with tears, how can there be such a stupid emperor, he can't figure out the matter of clothes, how can he govern the country?"

"Yes, he's just deceiving himself! So I ran out without clothes, haha.." The pothos in the room laughed heartily, and from time to time her voice of inquiry could be heard.....

The sound of firecrackers bids farewell to the old year, and always replaces the new peach with the old charm.

The jubilant atmosphere rendered the entire capital, and after the last snow of this winter, the first sunny day made the creatures on the earth gradually wake up, and even the sky seemed to become lazy.

Occasionally, a few young birds that come out of the nest early land next to the quiet rockery, presumably making the magnificent garden their new home.

Le Zhengyu is idle at home, every day and the maid green pothos Zhang Luo is involved in the procurement of the New Year's Festival, there is a female owner in the house, and the big and small affairs are properly handled, Le Zhengyu will also manage the palace in an orderly manner, and she has clear rewards and punishments.

"Princess, you see that our New Year's goods have been purchased and the firecrackers have been bought, do you need anything?" This is the son of the old butler, Little Yazi, a teenager who is very shrewd in handling things.

Because he is a child of the family, everyone likes him very much, and they all say that he is expected to inherit his father's position in the future.

"Well, that's all for now! If you need anything, add it temporarily. Oh, by the way, did you buy the Spring Festival couplets? The pot-bellied Le Zhengyu sat in the flower hall, and the old god asked.

"Spring Festival couplets? Princess, what are Spring Festival couplets? We only post spring flowers in our house every year! Xiao Yazi said suspiciously.

This battle has stunned her, her God, hasn't the Spring Festival couplets been pasted since ancient times! Isn't Wang Xizhi still annoyed because others often steal his Spring Festival couplets? How can you say that you haven't seen the Spring Festival couplets? Don't.. Is it called differently?

After figuring out these customs, Le Zhengyu knew, it's not that the names are different, it's this time and space, and no one really knows what Spring Festival couplets are.

In the curious and different eyes of everyone, Le Zhengyu waved his pen and proudly helped these ancients... I wrote a morning couplet.

After she told them about the importance of this Spring Festival couplet, and the Spring Festival couplets were not only happy but also auspicious, everyone in the house followed suit, and some said that their own families should also paste Spring Festival couplets.

Some people also said that the son of his grandmother's maternal uncle's nephew married his daughter-in-law this year, and just after the Spring Festival, he wanted to give them a few Spring Festival couplets to make them happy.

For a while, looking at the smiling faces in front of him, those smiling faces, in Le Zhengyu's eyes, all turned into glittering gold.

"That's a really good idea, Yu'er can do whatever she wants!" Jimo said dotingly.

This is the thirty-ninth sentence of doting words after Jimo returned home, saw the Spring Festival couplets full of auspicious words pasted in the house, and listened to Le Zhengyu's thoughts, he really loved this little woman more and more, and her head seemed to contain a lot of strange things.

Le Zhengyu's life went smoothly and full of joy.

She conveyed her idea, and Spring Festival couplets and some auspicious knick-knacks appeared in various branches.

Now the hidden door has a certain foundation, and it is no longer the time for her to give advice and fight for everyone.

Qiong Hua and Qiong Ying, the two little peppers in the rivers and lakes, have been able to take charge on their own, and the reconnaissance team is growing day by day.

Yue Yao even opened an international chain store when Qingmengyao's business was getting better and better, in Qi'er's words, that is, she, the glamorous and incomparable old bustard, was really mixed up and looked like in the Qinglou world, and the assassination was even better in her hands.

It's a very busy time of year.

Above the court, Jimo was entrusted with an important task by the emperor, received envoys from various countries, reported all the tribute goods, and there were only a lot more small surrounding countries that needed to pay tribute, and the tribute was countless.

Outside the court and in the market, the people are also buying New Year's goods lively, and every family is going to have a reunion at this time, and the students who are studying in other places have rushed home.

Infected by the atmosphere of this year, even the shouting on the street seems to be more pleasant than before, Le Zhengyu's Spring Festival couplets are even more popular, for a time, the Spring Festival couplets have been listed, in the door of every household in Beijing, the house can see the festive Spring Festival couplets.

In the blink of an eye, it is the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, that is, the Mo Emperor gave the Manchu Dynasty a half-month holiday, but he could not go to the early dynasty, he could start playing, and he could retreat from the dynasty without anything. Everyone in the palace has changed into new clothes, and Le Zhengyu has given them a holiday, so they can go home to visit their relatives by themselves, and they can go to work after the year.

In the courtyard, Xiao Yazi built a one-person-high fire, Le Zhengyu's body became heavier and heavier, and Ji Mo Yu watched it all the time, for fear that something would happen to her.

There was a midwife living in the house early on, and the doctor invited several, looking at Jimo's stern appearance, Le Zhengyu's heart was very down-to-earth, like two lonely people warming each other, creating a warm home, yes, home... This is what is called home.

At dinner, Jimo Yu asked Le Zhengyu to close his eyes, and hugged her all the way to the dining room before stopping, "Okay, Yu'er, you can open your eyes now!" Jimo said softly.

"What are you doing, it's so mysterious!" Le Zhengyu rubbed his eyes as he spoke, rubbed his eyes again, and rubbed his eyes again.

"What's the matter, our little feather has grown up, and we don't remember my brother anymore?" The hearty voice of the man in front of her instantly hooked her tears, she looked at the two in front of her in disbelief, and then looked at Jimo who was holding herself.