After all, he is not pro-government, and it is inappropriate for him to insist on being an official, so he has no choice but to breathe a sigh of relief: "Then let's do it, I want to grant him the position of Wang Cheng Attendant." Since the young father moved to Xiangguo, Lone's schoolwork has been a lot sparse, and last time Wei He also vigorously recommended Rongyi, Lone saw that he was really talented, not only in Xinglin. How about you want him to teach history and scriptures?"

Zhao Bohu was taken aback: "The king and this person are only in a hurry outside the palace, how do you know that his talent is outstanding?"

"Uh——, this," Ji Hu touched his cuffs unnaturally, where Rong Yi's parchment was still hidden: "Although it was in a hurry, it was also a moment of chatting, plus there was Wei He's recommendation, Lone believed him!"

Wang Cheng's attendant said that he was just a servant of ten stone corn, and if he didn't agree to it, it would be too unkind. Zhao Bohu sighed helplessly: "In this case, the minister will discuss in the name of the Prime Minister's Mansion to invite Rong Yi to enter the royal city as a servant!"

Seeing Zhao Bohu leave the hall, Qi Zhong came up and flattered: "King, as Mr. Rongyi expected, the Prime Minister will oppose giving him an official!"

Ji Hu touched his cuffs and said with a long sigh: "I didn't agree to such a trivial matter, which shows Xiangguo's firmness in upholding the royal road. This parchment is to be kept in secret letters, and no one is to see it."

"No!"

This Yuan Day after the epidemic is the most deserted New Year's Festival since Zhao Bohu opened the mansion to worship the prime minister, there was no big feast, no firecrackers were placed, and even a few new clothes were not made for the people of Hefu. All this is only for one reason - the hostess of the Zhaofu has suffered from cold since the beginning of winter, sometimes good and sometimes bad, and this medicine has not been broken.

Without the control of the hostess, what can a huge mansion look like? You can imagine it.

But no matter what, on Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhaoji still supported himself and her husband and children to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and then the New Year's Eve couldn't hold on.

There are dozens of steaming New Year's dishes on the smooth mahogany Ruyi big round table, and the bottom of the plate is soaked in the hot water bowl to keep warm - Wufu Linmen, Sanyang Kaitai, reunion every year------ there are several soups and soups with chicken, duck and fish, the meaning of seeing is greater than eating, and there are almost no spoons.

Zhaoji picked a pot of verdant green and stretched out his chopsticks, sandwiched two cabbage sums stuffed with fish and mutton stuffing in his mouth, ate slowly, and swallowed it under her husband's concerned gaze.

Four-year-old Zhaosui and three-year-old imperial father felt the pressure of the atmosphere in the banquet, and obediently ate their own food in the company of their nursing mother. Only the grinning Nagahime, who had a few rice grains, was infected by the noise of the people in the outhouse, and giggled and danced.

Zhaoji ate a few chopsticks, but finally couldn't support it anymore, and went back to the house with the help of the maid. Zhao Bohu was full of worries, and wanted to go to the outer courtyard to see his wife's condition when he had a moment to socialize in the outer courtyard, but he was stumped by a sudden visitor.

The visitor was a young scribe in his early twenties, with a white face and a small stature, but he looked like a poplar tree in early spring, and a vigorous vitality came to his face. He was originally a good husband of the son of Rui Guo, surnamed Ji, and was recommended by Zhao Bohu to enter the Wang study as a long history, responsible for sorting out the copywriting classics of the Wang study, and it is not surprising that the Chinese New Year's Eve came to pay a New Year's greeting to his old master. But his purpose for tonight doesn't stop there.

"Good husband?" Zhao Bohu was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly pulled him into the study to talk.

In the hall with bright lights, Zhao Bohu listened to Rui Liangfu's narration and was silent.

It turned out that since Rong Yijin gave a lecture to Wang Cheng, Zhao Bohu was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the relationship between King Zhou and himself in the past two or three months. The previous meetings once every few days gradually became rarer, roughly once every half a month, and each time they dispersed after discussing state affairs, and there was no longer any talk and argument about the night and wine gatherings.

In the past, the young son of heaven and Zhao Bohu were also teachers and friends, and they were extremely friendly. Even though Ji Hu had quite a disagreement about his adherence to the "Zhou Rites" and his pursuit of the royal road, the two had no less arguments. But at that time, Ji Hu was always outspoken, and if he didn't ask Bohu to "teach", he would also come to the door to "ask for advice". Now, it's ------

Thinking about it, all these changes seem to be after Rong Yi was promoted to a waiter and became a close minister of the Son of Heaven. Therefore, he specially handed over the news and invited Rui Liangfu, who was also a close minister of the Son of Heaven, to come and inquire about the matter on Chinese New Year's Eve.

"So, great

Doesn't the king read the Book of Zhou anymore?" Zhao Bohu asked with a frown.

"Every time the minister sorts out the copywriting, he sees that the files on the king's case are piled up, and they are all reports on the affairs of the people in various places. According to this, Rong Yi and the king analyzed it in detail, judging the situation of the princes and officials in various places, and the customs and customs. The minister once heard the king say that it is better to bury one's head in practice than to look at these rhetorical royal rituals." Rui Liangfu attacked the case with a knight, and Lang Lang made a sound.

Zhao Bohu sighed: "If this is the case, the king is willing to get close to the practice of governing the country, which is also the luck of my Great Zhou."

"And that's not all," Rui Liangfu stood up and pointed to the white snow outside the hall, "Rong Yi suggested that when the snow melted in this winter, he would accompany the king to inspect all parts of Wangji and explore the well fields. Isn't it ------" He didn't dare to say the next words, the Jingtian land invasion case is still hanging on the top!

"This is a good thing," Zhao Bohu said angrily, "The emperor governs all the people of the world, if he does not understand the food, drink and production of the people, how can he decide the affairs of the state?"

"In this case, where is Zimu's concern?" Rui Liangfu asked rhetorically.

"This ------" Zhao Bohu was speechless for a while.

In fact, only he understands that he is not worried about Rongyi. When he entered and exited Wang's study, he also had a little conversation with this person, but he felt that this person's words were not leaky, and his scheming was deep and unpredictable. What's more------ he always felt that there was another face hidden under this Rongyi's swarthy face, and that face was a surprise to where he had seen it.

But these are not good reasons for outsiders, at the moment he is most worried about Ji Hu, the young man who aspires to the Great Zhou seems to have subconsciously decided that the royal road and etiquette that the "Zhou Li" adheres to will not be able to realize his dream at all. If this Rongyi's proposition is contrary to the rule of the royal manners, and it is precisely the support and affirmation of Ji Hu, then a storm will come soon------

sent Rui Liangfu away, summoned Bohu to hang his wife, and hurriedly walked to the backyard. As soon as I walked into the double courtyard of the main house of the inner courtyard, I smelled a strong smell of decoction. In the inner bedroom, the floor is paved with green bricks, covered with a velvet blanket, and there are no decorative objects, from the desk shelves on the side of the wall to the front of the bed, all kinds of medicine pots and medicine stoves are placed, and even the Baibao Pavilion on the east side is full of bottles and jars.

Lying on the bed with rosewood carved vines, grasses, birds and insects, he was secretly weeping, hearing the footsteps, hurriedly trying to wipe away the tears on his face, and responded, "Husband, why did you come here? There are so many socials outside, and the children are looking forward to the New Year, what is my husband doing here?"

Zhao Bohu hurriedly stepped forward to hold her down, held her hand and patted her gently, his eyes were slightly red and persuaded him: "Madam is secretly sad again, Meng Ji's affairs have passed for so long. The father-in-law also replied, asking you to relax, I can't blame you for Mengji's affairs, why should my wife have to suffer herself?"

Zhaoji shook her head, coughed a few lowly, a few sickly green tendons erupted on her pale and slender neck, and her cheeks were flushed abnormally, and she said in a trembling voice, "There are some things that you ------don't understand, husband. My father said so, but only I knew he was uncomfortable. The second sister is the only daughter of the Ying family, the most favored, and now in order to appease her, her father has sued the temple to make her the wife. In this way, the third brother will also become the son of the son, and my brother will have a hard time, and whether he can inherit the throne in the future will be more uncertain. Every time I think about it, I just feel like a thorn in the center, it's all my fault------

"Okay, okay, what's wrong with you? I am the one who ordered Meng Ji to be imprisoned, I am the one who killed Ying Da and killed Ying Ji and Ying Ji with a cane, what do you have to do with it? If the Yue family wants to blame, blame me, as for the inheritance of the throne of Fanguo, your brother is the eldest son, who can shake it? Rest assured."

Zhaoji looked at him fixedly, took a breath, and then spoke: "Husband, Meng Ji is my sister-in-law, she died, and there was an insurmountable gap between me and my mother's family. It will never be over, and no matter how close people once were, once there is a barrier, there will never be a return to the past."

Zhao Bohu's heart moved when he heard this, and he was estranged? So is there a gap between him and Ji Hu now? If so, why?

Firecrackers, plum branches pile up snow, whether it is the common people or the noble families in the pickaxe capital, there is a joyful atmosphere. People who had just escaped from such a catastrophe all raised their glasses to celebrate their rebirth

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In the agricultural society, it is believed that the prosperity of the people is a blessing, and the more the New Year and the festival, the more the table must be full, and the children and grandchildren will be prosperous. Although Zhao Bohu, the leader of the Zhao clan, has only one son and one daughter under his knees, and he is still at the age of teeth, there are many cousins and slave brothers in the Zhao clan. Although most of them have been separated, the practice of worshipping the ancestors of the ancestral hall together on the first day of the new year is still untouchable.

The people of the Zhao clan walked into the Prime Minister's Mansion, and only the head of the house and a group of guests came forward, but they did not see the figure of the sect woman Zhaoji, and saw that although the traces of the fire inside and outside the Prime Minister's Mansion were covered up, they were still revealed in the inadvertent corners, and they couldn't help but feel an unspeakable sourness in their hearts.

Like a heavy minister like Zhao Bohu, every New Year's Day, there will naturally be rewards in the palace; Even if it is not a New Year's holiday, there will be occasional rewards in the palace to show grace. Colorful brocades, a wide variety of shark bead silk, treasure silk, soft smoke, cicada wing yarn------ as well as sets and boxes of gold jewelry stones. That's it, if you go outside to order clothes, you don't even need to cut in line, the master in the shop will come directly to the door.