As the saying goes, the snow is warm after the wind, and the snow has stopped for many days, but the weather is getting colder and colder.

Ling Miao sat in front of the window with a thick silk paste, holding her cheeks in her hands, looking at a pot of plum bonsai in front of her.

The room is warm, the old branches of the plum are slanting out, and the delicate yellow flowers are dotted on the top, and the fragrance is faint and veinful.

"That's what Haruka said?" Ling Miao asked lazily.

Mu Hibiscus replied softly: "Yes, Wu Liang's daughter-in-law, who is waiting in the old lady's yard, has been running out at every turn these days. It is said that the Chinese New Year is coming, and the people in the house are busy, even if they take leave, they definitely can't be so diligent. ”

"Let's keep an eye on it."

Ling Miao lowered her eyes and looked at the steaming tea, and she admired the spirit of people like Lao Han who did not die and tossed endlessly.

In that case, why don't you find something for her to do?

Ling Miao stretched out her hand and picked off the plum blossoms that had bloomed in the wrong place on the potted plant, looked up and asked Hibiscus with a smile: "In this way, it is much more pleasing to the eye, isn't it?" ”

The custom of the Dafeng Dynasty is that every year into the wax moon, even if it is into the New Year's pass, the "wax moon market" is set up all over the capital, selling some bacon, all kinds of dried fruits such as walnuts, dried grains, dried longan, chestnuts and other things, to prepare for the day of Laba. After two more days, the door gods, hanging thousands, gold and silver leaf, burning paper, window eyes, heaven and earth percent, and so on. After the 20th, sugar melons, sugar cakes, Emi bamboo cakes, Kanto sugar, grass fried beans and other items were sold for the "festival stove", and after the 25th, sesame oranges, pine and cypress branches were sold to prepare for Chinese New Year's Eve.

In her previous life, Ling Miao often helped her grandmother take care of the affairs of the New Year, so this time she saw that the Gu family was busy, so she was also busy. Gu Shi was very relieved to see that although she was taking over for the first time, she was not jerky in dealing with all kinds of affairs, and even treated her subordinates with grace and power, and did not blindly scold and suppress them as before, everything was in order, and she was very pleased.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the Marquis of Wuding received a post about the palace banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve.

This can make Old Han and Ling Song excited and excited.

In the palace of the Dafeng Dynasty, a Chinese New Year's Eve palace banquet is held every year. Those who are fortunate enough to participate, except for the outside of the sect, are either honorable or clear, not necessarily every year. The holy family can receive posts every year, and if the Marquis of Wuding is in decline, it will only return to the ball after kowtowing to the emperor and queen at the palace gate.

After many years, I received a post again, how could Lao Han and others not be surprised?

The people in the mansion all gathered in the daylily hall, and the old Han family had not entered the palace for many years, so he couldn't sit still at this time. is urging Gu to cut clothes tightly, and he is to prepare a new face.

"The old lady has a high-grade commandment, and when she enters the palace, she naturally has to make up according to the quality. Even the head, there are certain regulations, and they can't be arbitrary. Gu lowered his eyes and said.

"Yes, yes, I forgot about that." Old Han was happy, it was rare that he didn't care about Gu's coldness, and only smiled and said to Ling Song, "The last time I entered the palace to receive the imperial banquet was when your father was alive. ”

Ling Song hurriedly got up, "It's all because the son is unfilial, and he can't make the mother more glorious." ”

"What are you talking about?" Old Han glared at Ling Song with disgust, "Your father has worked hard all his life, for what?" Isn't it so that the children and grandchildren can live a better life? You will only enjoy the riches that he has left behind, and you will be filial to him. ”

Ling Song said yes again and again.

The third master and the third wife sitting on the side glanced at each other, and they were quite angry in their hearts.

is obviously the brother of the same mother, but because he was born two years late, the title is the boss. If he was born first, wouldn't this dignity of entering the palace to receive the banquet belong to his own?

The third old man, Ling Po, coughed and picked up the tea to hide his displeasure.

The third lady was very good at pulling down her face, and when she saw that the old Han was only laughing and excited, she got up and smiled: "It stands to reason that I shouldn't say this." It's just that it's all a family, so I said it cheekily. ”

"When I entered the palace to receive the banquet, it was naturally my mother and eldest brother's family. I only thought that there were few sisters in Miao Yatou's life, and there were only two girls. It would be lonely for her to enter the palace alone, so it was better to ask Yan'er to go with her. First, let Yan'er see the royal decency, and second, to be a companion with the wonderful girl. ”

As he spoke, he wiped his eyes and choked up, "This is also a little selfishness of me as a mother." After all, such a big decent glory, our lord is incapable, if he doesn't count on the eldest brother and sister-in-law, Yan'er is afraid that she will never have such a chance in her life. ”

Ling Yan also lowered her eyes on the side, and her delicate face was gloomy.

"What a good thing, what are you doing like this?" The joy in the heart of the old Han family was reduced by the third wife's crying, and she lowered her face and said unhappily, "The third girl is willing, so let's follow." ”

His eyes flickered again, and he only smiled: "Even if the three girls are going, it's not good to leave Rong Rong at home." It's not as good as ......."

Gu Shi sneered in his heart.

She knew that the idiot of the third wife would come to such a show. Over the years, I just don't have a long memory, and I have made my daughter a stepping stone for others in vain.

It's just that the old lady wants to take the opportunity to promote Song Rongrong, and she has to ask herself if she agrees.

Turning around and handing over the small silver hollow hand stove he was holding in his hand, Gu pressed his nose with a handkerchief, and only said lightly: "In the post, the person who leads the palace banquet can only be the people from the Marquis of Wuding's mansion." The three girls are also okay, in the end, the surname is Ling, even if you bring it, it is nothing. What is this child of the Song family? ”

"Rong Rong is naturally also from the Marquis of Wuding's mansion." Ling Song's eyes kept on Han Liniang's mother and daughter in the corner. Seeing that they heard Gu's words, their expressions were gloomy, Song Rongrong's eyes even turned red, and she was immediately distressed, and only said to Gu, "There are many people, what is there?" ”

"Master Hou." Gu said with a smile, "It's just ordinary people, going to banquets and visits, and they are all going to make posts." If you come uninvited, you are a villain. It's just that even if ordinary people come to the villain, they will entertain them perfunctorily for the sake of face. The palace is different, before entering the palace, after passing through the Shunzhen Gate, you have to check the people who go to the banquet in each house one by one. There is one more person who is not the Marquis of Wuding's mansion, and it is small that he can't enter the palace gate, if he is regarded as a person with ulterior motives, what should he do? ”

"This ......" Ling Song had entered the palace with the old marquis in the past, but at that time, the old marquis was in full swing, so why did he need anything to check when he entered the palace?

I can't say it, it's just that time has changed.

"That, Rong Rong and aggrieved this time. I'll take you with me next time. ”

Ling Song had to comfort the two weak and distressed mother and daughter like this.

"Uncle Cousin, Rong Rong is fine."

Song Rongrong glanced at Ling Su and only said softly.

Ling Miao sat beside Gu Shi, staring at Song Rongrong with dark eyes, with a playful look in her eyes, as if something was flashing.

Chinese New Year's Eve is coming soon.

In the evening, the old Han clan and the others were dressed up according to their grades, that is, Ling Su, and they also wore the clothes of the prince of the Hou Mansion. Only Ling Miao and Ling Yan are two girls, so they don't have to guard these and dress according to their hearts. Originally, the third wife prepared a new set of bright red gold-embroidered peony skirts for Ling Yan, and a complete set of red gold inlaid red treasure heads, but was stopped by Gu Shi with a sneer.

"Before receiving the banquet today, I have to go to Fenghua Palace to greet the queen's mother, who dares to wear red clothes and embroider peonies?"

It's just a big red, this peony pattern, such a day, only the queen, the most noble woman in the world can wear it. Ling Yan is about to wear it, and the queen may not be able to notice. However, if someone with a heart catches the handle, it is inevitable that there will be a storm.

Although she was extremely reluctant, the third lady still asked Ling Yan to change into another crimson dress, and she still wore the red treasure on her head.

Six people, in three carriages, came to the gate of the palace before it was dark.

Outside the Shunyi Gate, there was already a long queue. Occasionally, a later carriage rushed to the front, and crossed the line to enter the palace first, and no one said anything. Everyone understands that those who can do this are either people in the clan or prominent nobles.

Ling Miao looked out through the gap in the curtain of the car, this kind of situation was not unfamiliar to her. In the past, in which year was she not the one who rode into the palace directly in a car?

He lowered the curtain and lowered his eyes, covering the monstrous hatred in his eyes.

This day is the closest she has come to those who have a blood feud with her since she was reborn!

"Second sister, what's wrong with you?" Ling Yan sat in the car, her stiff smiling face revealing her inner tension.

"Nothing."

Finally the car came to the palace gate, and he heard the humane voice of the dragon forbidden lieutenant outside, and lifted the curtain.

Seeing only two young girls sitting in the car, the dragon forbidden lieutenant nodded and raised his hand to let him go.

After entering the palace, the Ling family and his party acted separately. Ling Song Ling Su naturally wanted to go to Longxiang Palace to pay homage to the emperor with the men in the other mansions. And the old Han family, the Gu family, and the others had to go to the Fenghua Palace where the queen lived to ask for peace.

A rare sunny day in winter, it is dusk at this time, and the orange sunset makes the glazed tile roof of Fenghua Palace appear golden and brilliant, as if the grace and luxury of the world are all here.

The nobles of the clan and the ladies of the official eunuchs in the middle row of the capital were all concentrated in the Fenghua Palace, and the old Han family waited for a long time before it was the turn of the Wuding Marquis Mansion and other nobles who were not prominent to kowtow.

Entering the main hall of Fenghua Palace, I saw a gorgeous woman wearing the queen's dress sitting there, which was the current middle palace, Queen Shen.

Listening to the eunuch in charge of Fenghua Palace, he shook off the dust and shouted, "Kneel." ”

Flutter la la kneeling.

Again, "Bye." ”

And they bowed down.

Empress Shen seemed to raise her hand from above, and the chief attendant shouted again: "Excuse me, retreat." ”

The people retreated to the side hall, and another wave of people entered.

"This, that's it?" Ling Yan was worried all day, for fear of making a fool of himself, but he didn't expect to leave Fenghua Palace without even seeing the queen's face.

"Shut up!" Gu scolded in a low voice. Looking around, I was relieved to see that no one was paying attention to this.

"What day is this? How much of a taboo! ”

During the Chinese New Year, no one in the palace is allowed to say words such as "finished" and "gone", which is regarded as unlucky.

Ling Yan's face turned white in fright. Although she was public, she also knew that this was not the place for her to talk nonsense, so she quickly covered her mouth.

At this time, I heard a burst of footsteps outside the side hall, and there was a loud voice from the inner servant: "Princes, princesses come to kowtow to Niangniang!" ”

Ling Miao's body was shocked, and Huo Ran raised his head.

The door of the side hall was wide open, and through the dim light, one of them could see a figure who could not wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood raw.

Tall, long, handsome eyebrows, wearing a crimson brocade robe wrapped in a dark color, every step and every movement gives people an incomparable sense of elegance.

The Seventh Prince, Xiao Qian.

Ling Miao's eyes gradually became bloody.