This year's rewards are not less than in previous years, but both the people at the door and the guests who come to pay their respects to the New Year are keenly aware that the New Year of the Prime Minister's Mansion seems to be less lively than in previous years. I can't say what is missing.

The first day of the first lunar month is the first day, and early in the morning, Bohu was summoned to the palace to thank him for the New Year. Fortunately, the king of Zhou was not married, otherwise the duchess would inevitably have to enter the palace to celebrate the queen's mother, with her current physical condition, this is almost impossible.

When Zhao Bohu came back from the palace, he saw Zhao Ji sitting on a long couch under the porch and half-lying down and ordering the distribution of copper coins.

After a hard year, all the stewards in the prime minister's house, mothers-in-law, daughters-in-law, and a lot of maids have red envelopes to reward money, and these strings of copper coins are prepared for children. Zhao Bohu stood aside, looking at a few baskets of copper coins and snacks, and rewarded the fruits one by one. The garden was covered in snow, and many little girls and children were running and playing, rolling snow balls and throwing them at each other, and there were bursts of laughter.

Entangled in political affairs all day long, it is rare to steal half a day of leisure like this, Zhao Bohu smiled slightly, stepped forward lightly and grabbed the fox fur on his wife's body, and asked softly, "The snow has not melted yet, what are you doing when you come out?" Beware of the cold and coughing."

A few sentences, full of concern between husband and wife. Zhaoji showed a rare smile, and an unnatural flush appeared on his cheeks: "I have been soaking in the house with medicinal gas all day long, and the breath I exhale is full of medicinal smell, and I also want to come out to see the snow and breathe."

"Yes," Zhao Bohu stopped admonishing, "just not too long."

Uncle Mi broke the rare years of tranquility between husband and wife: "Xiangye, madam, there is a guest here!"

Zhao Bohu was quite impatient: "Let's just say that I have not returned from the palace, and today's guests are all received by your brothers, and I will not see the guests."

"This ------ is Lord Sima of Wangcheng."

"Ziliang is here?" Zhao Bohu couldn't help but be overjoyed: "I thought this kid had forgotten me!" Please come into the backyard study."

As soon as Ji Duoyou stepped into the inner courtyard, he heard a burst of laughter, summoned Bohu cloth clothes, and walked leisurely from the bamboo forest path, which was more leisurely and free than usual, and it was not like sitting in the past.

"If you are so casual and let people see it, won't it make people laugh at your summoning Zimu for not having the demeanor of a dynasty or a country?" Ji Tayou quipped.

"This is my house." Zhao Bohu looked confident as a politician: "Go, go in and talk."

Along the way, after the bamboo forest, you will see three board houses surrounded by willows, a thatched pavilion with white snow on the top eaves, and a copper stove for boiling tea on the stone table inside, which is leisurely steaming out a strange fragrance.

Ji Duoyou clapped his hands and praised: "It is worthy of being a talented man in Hojing, the inner academy is simple and comfortable, and has taste!"

Zhao Bohu smiled: "This place is remote, I can't stand the noise of the outer courtyard, so when I am upset, I just come here to hide and clean!"

"What? Hasn't my sister-in-law's illness been cured yet?" Ji Tayou asked with concern.

"Heart disease still needs heart medicine, and as time goes by, she should also let go of it and forget about it, right?" Zhao Bohu's words revealed a burst of sadness.

Ji Duoyou felt guilty: "Speaking of which, I also feel guilty, if it weren't for my business, the second lady wouldn't have been around when she passed by."

"What are you doing?" Zhao Bohu pretended to be angry: "Besides, I'm really angry!"

Ji Duoyou was dumbfounded, and his eyes fell on the chess game on the stone case: "Wow! It's a dead game."

"I'm just playing on my own. Is Ziliang interested?" Zhao Bohu asked with a smile.

Duoyou shook his head violently: "I'm a rough martial artist, where can I get these delicate tricks? However, there is one person, I heard that he is good at this way and is known as the Holy Hand of the Central Plains, Zi Mu has the opportunity to meet him."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Bohu's face sank when he heard this: "I know who you are talking about, he has only been in Hojing for a few months, and he has become a close minister of the Son of Heaven and a savior of the common people. You're talking about him, right?"

"Ah, so you know?" Ji Duoyou went straight to the point: "Rong Yi is a person, now it's a shame. When the plague dissipated, he closed the Fengming Medical Center, and now he still lives in the coldest alley on the west side of Long Street. The dead branches and leaves in the alley used to be piled up a few inches thick, but now------ even the grass on both sides of the alley is not growing

。 Really, tsk! When he was singing in the court, he had never been so beautiful!"

"Envious?" Zhao Bohu sneered slightly, "Why did you come here to me? Why don't you go to the Rong family to pay New Year's greetings?"

Tayou knew that he wasn't really pantothenic, and slapped him on the shoulder: "What are you talking about? I asked the deer sheep to pass over the name thorn there, and it was considered a visit. Didn't I, the man, come to burn the hot stove of your prime minister's house? I have to bow my head if I ask for you!"

"What?" Zhao Bohu leaned forward and made a gesture of attentive listening. He knew that Duoyou's personality would not open his mouth to himself if it wasn't really difficult.

"I ------" Looking at his friend's expectant eyes, Ji Duoyou licked his lips: "I want to transfer back to the border!" Even if it's a pawn."

Zhao Bohu's eyes flashed, and he said slowly: "The phoenix is not a sycamore, the tiger is not a deep mountain and does not roar, you are a phoenix or a tiger, how can you guard the door for a lifetime? Whether it's Hokyo or Miyagi, it's a place of right and wrong, and it's really not a place where you should be. No matter how good the sword is, it will rust if you don't use it for a long time, tell me where you want to go?"

Ji Duoyou stood up proudly: "Naturally, I will go to the Western Sixth Division and fight a decisive battle with the Lynx. I still have a war covenant with Ao Xing father and son."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Bohu listened to Ji Duoyou's impassioned statement, not only did not echo it, but frowned and sang the opposite: "No, you can't go to the West Sixth Division. In the future, you'd better avoid the battle between my Great Zhou and the Lynx."

"Why?" Duoyou was anxious, and leaned on the stone case with his elbow and asked, "Just because I and Tu Ge are friends of eight worships? Just because of the "offender"? Zimu, if others don't believe me, don't you even believe me?"

"I believe you, but it's two different things." Zhao Bohu also stood up and looked directly into the pair of amber eyes: "It is because I believe in you that I want to protect you even more."

"What do you mean by that?"

"This time the matter of the rat Gu, you are too deeply involved, there are many rumors in the pickaxe capital, you need to know the reason for everyone's mouth? When King Cheng was young, Zhou Gongdan monopolized power, which aroused suspicion from all sides, and they all said that Zhou Gong intended to replace the young master. forced the Duke of Zhou to have no choice, so he had to take the opportunity of the king's illness to make an oath and hide it in the Taifu Decree Office. With the power and prestige of Zhou Gongdan, he can't clear himself yet, let alone you and me?"

Ji Duoyou was silent, and a long sword that almost pierced his throat swept in front of him, and at the end of the hilt was Ji Hu's resentful eyes------ maybe, what Zimu said was right, since it was no longer washed, it was only to jump out of the way, and no longer engage in this troubled water.

After a long time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly sat down behind the stone case: "In this way, I can only go to the Eighth Division of Chengzhou."

The two main forces of the Great Zhou Wang Division, the West Sixth Division was only responsible for fighting against the Rong tribes such as the Qiang Li, and the Eighth Division of the Cheng Zhou Dynasty shook the Central Plains and prevented Huaiyi and Chu. Since it is inconvenient to go to the West Sixth Division, there is only the Eighth Division of Chengzhou, which is not difficult to guess.

But when he returned to the Central Plains and returned to the Eighth Division of Chengzhou, it was inevitable that he would have to be tied up with the defense of the country. Thinking of the mess in the Song City in the past, especially the Mrs. Wei, Ji Duoyou only felt a tingling of his scalp.

Zhao Bohu seemed to have seen through his thoughts a long time ago, and comforted: "Ziliang, you don't need to worry too much, I have discussed it with the king this time. After the matter of the rat Gu, the country of Hubei will definitely have different ambitions and be ready to move, and it is very likely that it will collude with Huaiyi in the future, which is not conducive to our Zhou. The Eighth Division of Chengzhou urgently needed to reorganize its armament and strengthen drills in case of emergency.

You are familiar with the war in the Central Plains, and you are good at cavalry and archery, so you can form a mixed army of infantry and cavalry to improve the combat power of the Eighth Division of Chengzhou. With such a heavy burden, I think about it, and you are the only one who is up to the task."

Ji Duoyou froze and muttered, "Eguo ------"

He suddenly remembered a weak voice begging in his ears: "------ hope that General Wanwang can give my country a way to live in the future------

Living, living? The world is so big, where is there a way to live? Ji Duoyou smiled bitterly and drank all the wine: "Then you can only go to Cheng Zhou?"

It's not that Zhao Bohu doesn't understand the meaning behind his wry smile, but in his opinion, Eyao is dead, his uncle has returned to China, and the grudge entanglement between Duoyou and Eguo has come to an end. After that, it's just a matter of doing the king's business.

Zhao Bohu replaced the affirmative answer with silence, Duoyou

Realizing it, he replied, "Okay, I'll go!" When will we leave?"

"After the cultivation ceremony is over, the Cuihan Road is open, you can go again. Now we have to pick the right person to take your place as a close minister."

"Ministers?"

Duoyou chewed these two words carefully, and suddenly tasted a different taste. Wang Cheng Sima is in charge of the guard of the royal city and the palace city, which is a position entrusted by the Son of Heaven with his net worth and life, how can he be entrusted to himself who was still being drawn by Ji Hu not long ago? No wonder as soon as he proposed his willingness to be transferred, King Zhou Li and Zhao Bohu agreed without saying a word.

For no reason, he felt a bitterness in his heart------

As Ji Duoyou said, the alley where Rong Yi lived used to be so deserted, and now how noisy it is.

Not only are there rewards in the palace like other close ministers, but others such as the Zhou Mansion, the Wangcheng Decree Office and the mansions of the princes in Beijing have New Year's gifts to the door.

Most of the gifts Rong Yi just looked at the gift list, and let Chongli handle it himself, and even the return gift was arranged by Chongli, and he didn't care about it at all.

But some guests can't be seen in person, such as-

"Isn't this Lord Qi Zhong, who can't be separated from the king's side? Why, the king let you out of the palace?"

Rong Yi's face was full of spring breeze, his long face was smiling, and he felt that this Wang Cheng attendant could speak. Calling him "Lord" instead of "Father-in-law" is very popular.