Chapter 157: The first year of Hongwu has passed, and I miss it very much!

The family banquet began at noon and lasted for more than an hour.

Zhu Yuan left last.

Before leaving, Lao Zhu took his hand and explained kindly: "Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, I'm afraid you have a lot of things at night, if you don't come tomorrow, you will miss the chaohui, and you will eat together at noon."

Zhu Yuan excused himself: "Ancestor Xie, but this is a great gift, and it can't be missed no matter what."

And that's true, too.

It's okay not to go to court on weekdays, but tomorrow's big court meeting, this is the great etiquette of this era, not to mention, after all, it's just one day, no matter what, you can't miss it.

Moreover, Zhu Yuan can actually feel that his body is getting better day by day.

It's okay to toss once in a while.

The two grandparents said a few more words, and Lao Zhu turned to his second son: "Zhang'er, the pocket watch has been played with enough, come, give it back to Yuan'er."

When he arrived at the palace before noon, Zhu Yuan did not hide his secrets, and directly showed Lao Zhu the pocket watch that he had only arrived yesterday, not only talking about the meaning of the pocket watch, but also mentioning his own plans.

The first few pocket watches are planned to be placed in the museum.

Lao Zhu agreed.

Then, Lao Zhu played with it, and gave it to the eldest son, and the eldest son played with it, and then gave it to the second son.

When I got to the second son, I didn't let it anymore, until now.

At that moment, hearing his father say this, Zhu Zhang, who was still holding a pocket watch to show off to his younger brothers, turned his head directly, ran out with a puff of smoke, and shouted as he ran: "Dad, let Yuan'er make a few more."

Looking at the back of the second son leaving, Lao Zhu blew his beard.

That's ridiculous.

Turned......

His eyes turned around, and he fell on the fourth child, and his temperament came up again: "Still standing here and doing something, let me go and study."

The fourth child was so frightened that he trembled, but he still insisted on giving a salute to his father before leaving carefully.

Chinese New Year's Eve!

What kind of bird book do you read?

However, I don't dare to defend it, and if I defend it, I will be beaten.

Lao Zhu's eyes swept again, except for the eldest son who kissed him, the others quickly dispersed. provoked Ma Shi to complain: "Plain, what kind of temper do you have?"

"It's annoying to watch."

Lao Zhu muttered.

It's really annoying.

The little ancestor of the twenty-third grandson of his own treasure who is not angry is really ashamed.

However, looking at the eldest son on the side, and then at the baby twenty-third grandson in front of him, Lao Zhu's mood suddenly improved again.

It's very gratifying to have these two.

So he said to Zhu Yuan: "This year is over, wait for next year, you two ...... But you have to discuss a lot of knowledge, and there are a few just a few things, and if you don't succeed, you have to worry more about it."

Zhu Yuan and Zhu Biao hurriedly agreed together.

After talking like this for a while, Lao Zhu finally let his precious twenty-third grandson leave.

Don't forget to mention that the pocket watch, he will let the palace people pay attention, after all, it is something that is going to enter the museum, and Lao Zhu also understands the meaning, so no matter whether it is good or bad, he will stay.

When I got home, it was about three o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhu Yuan got off the sedan chair at the gate of his house this time.

The huge Pingzhang mansion, the main entrance is wide open, not only the festive Spring Festival couplets just posted yesterday, but also a long series of red lanterns from the inside to the outside, extending all the way inward, like two long dragons.

Zhu Yuan entered from the main gate on foot, and He Xuan, Freehand and others quickly greeted him.

Then the adults went to bathe and change their clothes, and came to the courtyard of the ancestral hall located on the east side in front of the mansion.

The Chinese New Year's Eve festival officially began.

If it is a big family, the current ancestral hall should be overcrowded from the inside out.

It's a pity that there is only one Zhu Yuan.

So many things have to be done by Zhu Yuan himself.

The first thing to do is to offer sacrifices.

This time, the altar is much larger than the stove sent on the day of the New Year, so it is only bigger

There are dozens of offerings on small plates, and the sacrifices are passed from the kitchen to the outside of the ancestral hall, and then followed by He Xuan and other attendants, and sent to Zhu Yuan under the altar, and then presented by Zhu Yuan.

It's just this last simple step, Zhu Yuan finished it all, and he felt a little sweat on his forehead.

Then comes the formal worship.

Not only the incense burning, but also the grand ceremonial music.

Lao Zhu was very careful, and specially asked the Ministry of Rites to send a ritual music team.

After the whole process was completed, and after the last round of kneeling, the tedious ancestor worship ceremony was finally completed.

Walking out of the ancestral hall, the sky was a little dark.

Evening came.

However, it is not over.

Just now I sacrificed to my ancestors, and in addition, the prince of the stove who was sent away on the day of the New Year will also be invited back today.

Although Zhu Yuan was tired, he was still very patient with these.

After worshipping the ancestors of the gods, Zhu Yuan came to the main hall of the outer courtyard surrounded by the people around him to accept the New Year's greetings from Qiao Wang, Lu Liang, of course, and He Xuan, and other internal and external managers.

Speaking of which, this matter should be tomorrow, but Zhu Yuan won't have time tomorrow.

Listening to the auspicious words like flowing water, Zhu Yuan sat in the front of the lobby, nodding his head incessantly, and there were maids sending out red envelopes one after another.

Money given to children as a gift during lunar New Year.

There is no special distinction, everyone is the same, and there is a tael of silver inside.

When the matter was over, Zhu Yuan returned to the dining room of the inner house, and the time had already passed six o'clock.

This time, it was Freehand, Liubai, Qingniang and Luoshui who served together, ate the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and turned back to the main house here.

It's another round of New Year's celebrations for the women of the house.

A few freehand starts, and then there are the flowing women.

A bunch of red envelopes were sent out again.

Everyone has got the New Year's money and made a fortune, so let's play the game, which is considered an official New Year's holiday.

It's too complicated.

Just play chess.

Go...... It's just a five-son succession.

Zhu Yuan sat in the village, and the result was ...... The dealer unexpectedly lost, and lost a lot, which is equivalent to sending a red envelope again.

So to the right.

At eight o'clock in the evening, much earlier than last night, freehand reminded me that it was time to rest.

Zhu Yuan wanted to keep the New Year, but unfortunately, his body did not allow it, and tomorrow's things would not allow it, so he asked the women to guard it for him, and he came to the bedroom of the East House.

Freehand served his own adults to bed, and then, he naturally stayed.

Zhu Yuan didn't mean to change anyone else.

When Freehand got into bed, he reached out and kissed the girl on the lips, and the ghost messenger said, "Happy New Year."

Freehand feels like the tone of the adults speaking at a certain moment is a little different.

Something strange and strange.

However, this is not the first time, and it is not surprising, and he boldly replied, "My lord...... Happy New Year."

The sack girl leaned over to the bed, and after making sure that they were both lying down, she lowered the curtain with the other mulberry pickers and hairpins, and after a few moments, the lights were also dimmed.

In the quiet, I felt that the people around me were sticking to me again, and Zhu Yuan hugged him a little more.

However, I couldn't sleep for a while.

In my mind, I lived like a marquee, and I traveled back to this era for a year.

Like a world away?

Wrong.

All in all, it's amazing.

Then, probably a certain moment before falling asleep, I was entertained again, and I remembered the lines from a movie, changed them, and felt that it was very appropriate.

The first year of Hongwu has passed, and I miss it very much!