The Spring Festival is the end of the year and the beginning of the year. Commonly known as the New Year, New Year, New Year, New Year, New Year, New Year, New Year, etc., it is also known verbally as the New Year, the New Year, the New Year, and the New Year. The Spring Festival has a long history, which evolved from the first year of the year in ancient times. All things are based on the sky, people are from the ancestors, pray for the New Year, worship the heavens and the ancestors, and report the beginning of the book. The origin of the Spring Festival contains profound cultural connotations, and carries a rich historical and cultural heritage in the inheritance and development. During the Spring Festival, all parts of Jiuzhou have held various activities to celebrate the New Year, with strong regional characteristics, lively and festive atmosphere is overflowing; these activities are mainly to remove the old and cloth the new, drive away evil spirits and disasters, worship gods and ancestors, and pray for the New Year, the forms are rich and colorful, and embody people's aspirations for beauty.

Lying in the thatched cottage, there is no exception.

Before dawn, the only boy in the store who helped the student doctor got up early to wash up and change into the Chinese New Year clothes specially purchased for the two by the pharmacist grandfather. Worn on the body, cut and fitted decoratively, a brand new, the two of you look at me, I look at you, with a happy smile on their faces. Out of the back hall, the two assigned what needed to be done, and then divided the work together, and the hot day was busy. The pharmacist's grandfather was old and sleepy, so he woke up early, nestled in the quilt, and by the faint light of the oil lamp, he was flipping through a compilation of herbs.

Emperor Han Qing had been living in the Lying Grass Hall for eight days, and the wound on his forehead had already recovered as before, leaving no scars. With this symptom, the old pharmacist was also puzzled. It is the first time I have encountered it after so many years of practicing medicine, and it feels very incredible. It will be to understand the strange things in this world, but I didn't ask the end.

In fact, Emperor Han Qing can't say why, this is the second time it has happened. Both injuries were recovered quickly, and even he suspected that something was wrong with his body. But in addition to being exceptionally strong, the body is only a little more meridian than ordinary people.

If you don't understand, you don't waste your energy. I had already reached the standard of leaving, but I lost too much blood and often felt weak, which was the only sequelae. Therefore, you can only follow the doctor's advice and recuperate for a few days.

Lying in bed, my thoughts are racing and running.

Since coming to his senses, except for the early confusion. Later, after sorting out all the clues, it is certainly gratifying to obtain the inheritance of the Taoist scriptures. Being able to enter the path of cultivation is one thing, on the other hand, he can finally keep pace with Luo Qingcheng, and he doesn't have to lag behind the people he likes too much, he is relatively satisfied, even if he is hurt this time.

But there was another thing that bothered him, and that was that he didn't know what was behind the incident. Emperor Han Qing asked himself to be humble and amiable on weekdays, and he never had disputes with others. But later recalling the clues of that day, the assassin clearly went straight to him, trying to kill him with one blow, and went straight to the point. It's not like manslaughter, but no matter how hard he racks his brains, he can't figure out who he has this deep hatred with, and he can't get rid of him as soon as possible.

Emperor Han Qing was puzzled, and a depression in his heart was nested in his chest and he was indignant. I was almost killed for no reason, and no one can give up. But I don't know where to start with revenge, and until now, I still don't know who exactly wants to kill me. Revenge also needs a target and an object!

Privately, he also asked the pharmacist about the situation that day, and the pharmacist said that the patrol team in the city sent him over, and later sent someone over to ask about his physical recovery status several times. It is rumored that after the city lord's mansion obtained his identity as a great confucian, he once searched for the perpetrators all over the city. But there is no trace so far, and the Chengxing team has hung the file high and left it for the case to be solved later.

Hearing this, Emperor Han Qing became more and more angry, and killed people with weapons on the street, but before the case was solved, he was put on the shelf?

It seems that you can only rely on yourself to take revenge, and others can't rely on it.

Emperor Han Qing silently pondered the details of his revenge, and his face did not show it at all, but he became more and more silent, and often did not hear a word for a day. Although he usually doesn't like to talk to people, his temperament has changed dramatically through this incident.

If he used to be a gentle prince like a spring breeze, now he is cold and abnormally paralyzed. It is completely two extremes, which shows how hard this incident hit him.

The torrent of time, mighty and mighty, is gone.

It's Chinese New Year......

The young man in the room covered his head, the quilt shook incessantly, and he cried and whimpered, not listening.

On the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve of Luoyang City, there are some old traditions that circulate every year, meaning a new atmosphere for the new year.

The helper in the grass hall is the son of a nearby neighbor, 16 years old this year, his parents saw that he could not succeed in his studies, and begged the pharmacist to accept it, learn a skill, and keep it for future survival, the pharmacist called: harvest.

The boy came from a medical family, at the age of eight, his parents had long since died, and there was no one in the family, and he was brought up by a pharmacist since he was a child, and he was gifted in pharmacopoeia pharmacology, and followed the pharmacist to learn to practice medicine and ask questions. The pharmacist called: Halberd.

The harvest is a few years older than the halberd, and all the preparations seem to be in a hurry. The head of the arrangement is the Tao, although each has its own division of labor, after all, the halberd is young, and it is lost to do things, and the harvest often has to follow in the back to fill the hole.

Fengshou crossed his waist and looked helpless.

"Halberd, can you be serious? Are you going to toss me to death?"

Fengshou looked indignant and couldn't help but protest.

Halberd sobbed with a blank face, biting his lip tightly, and not saying a word.

Okay, no more teasing you. Seriously, when the pharmacist gets up, we'll do what we need to do early.

Harvest reminded loudly.

Then it was in full swing.

After Fengshou finished speaking, he turned his head to the back kitchen, as if he wanted to be out of sight and out of mind.

Since childhood, he has grown up in a poor family's harvest, and he is skillful in all kinds of farm work, and he has made a fire to boil water and end a basin with his hands and feet, all in one go. This can be seen from the name of the harvest, his parents have high hopes for him, daily cooking store affairs, very hard, willing to work, can endure hardships, all kinds of pharmacology pharmacopoeia must be folded into the wood.

After a while, the water boiled, opened a clay jar, filled it with a scoop of flour, poured it into the pot, stirred well, scooped it out into a paste and poured it into the basin for later use.

The boy wiped all the furnishings in the store, and only when he looked brand new did he stop his work satisfied. Instead, he cut a pile of red paper, cut it into regular slender strips, and prepared it for the pharmacist's grandfather.

The pharmacist only got up after dawn, put down the books he was reading, cleaned up the house briefly, and walked out of the living place. The harvest outside the house is in full swing, but it is also coming to an end. The old man nodded slightly, came to the outside of the courtyard, and stretched out his hand to find that there were snowflakes.

"Boy, go, and make a fire in a brass basin and burn coals. It was snowing, and when he moved into Han Gongzi's room, he was weak, so he must not be infected with the wind and cold, which made the snow worse. ”

The boy hurriedly replied yes.

Soon, a blazing carbon fire was lit by Tong'er, and he bent over and moved into the house where Emperor Han Qing was recuperating with some difficulty.

Emperor Han Qing thanked him repeatedly.

With the carbon fire, the temperature of the house slowly increased, and the face reflected by the fire turned red. Emperor Han Qingdi's weak body was warm, and he sat up and roasted around the fire.

The pharmacist stood outside the courtyard for a while, got up and returned to the house, and sat down in a chair with great saddles, waiting for the harvest and the halberd to be busy.

Harvest was the first to put down his busy hands and stand aside, waiting for the halberd to get back the cypress branches.

After waiting for a while, it was finally too late, and in his small hand, he grabbed a large handful of verdant cypress branches and ran like a moving sapling.

Fengshou couldn't help but snicker, and glared at him angrily, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the pharmacist grandfather sitting on the platform, secretly sticking out his tongue.

The old man was sitting precariously, and if he saw it, he didn't see it.

Folding the halberd put down the cypress branch, did not speak, and stood aside obediently, waiting for the pharmacist to arrange. In fact, they have done similar things in previous years, and they are familiar with what to do and what not to do.

In fact, the customs and habits of Luoyang City are similar, and only a few families have slight differences because of their occupations. In the new year, in addition to the old and welcoming the new, praying for blessings and worshipping ancestors is still the main theme. For example, there are only four things that need to be done in the final analysis.

The first step, of course, is inseparable from praying for blessings and worshiping ancestors, under the leadership of the medicine master, the harvest folded halberd followed closely and came to a room in the back room where the portraits of the ancestors were placed, and the entire wall was covered with portraits. Placing the tributes prepared in advance, the pharmacist took the lead in performing the three kneeling and nine bows first, and the harvest halberd was saluted in turn. Thanksgiving to the ancestors for their grace and blessing the health of the family in the coming year.

The second step, in the folded halberd respectfully took out a portrait of the stove prince to start the prologue, under the leadership of the pharmacist to the back kitchen, first of all, the rules and regulations of the previous year's portrait of the stove prince intact please go down the stove, the harvest in advance to brush the paste, the halberd carefully pasted a new stove prince portrait. The pharmacist took the lead in offering three sticks of incense and bowed three times.

In the third step, fold the halberd and take the cut symmetrical red paper, spread it on the table, and grind the ink. The pharmacist personally handwrote the Spring Festival couplets, and the first thing he wrote was the couplet at the door of the store, which was: "I hope that people in the world are free of disease, why not pity the medicine on the shelf." "The horizontal batch is that: the benevolence of the healer. Then he took out two squares of red symmetrical paper and wrote two Fu characters in large letters. Take a few quick steps for the harvest, take a shovel to clear the old couplets, and brush the paste. The halberd stepped forward and pasted the word "Fu", and shouted loudly that the word "Fu" had arrived. The old man stood aside, directing the sticker to be oblique and backwards.

The fourth step is to place a large bundle of cypress branches in the courtyard and set it on fire. Cracking sound. It means to get rid of sexual immorality and peace in the coming year.

At the same time, the streets and alleys of Dehua Street and even Luoyang City celebrate the New Year. Paste the Spring Festival couplets, invite the stove prince, burn cypress branches, worship ancestors, every household is busy. The sound of firecrackers, the frolic of children, the loud laughter of adults. Everyone met and hugged each other's fists, greeted each other, and no one was stingy with smiles. Children wear new clothes and hold flaming red lanterns in their hands, shuttling through the streets and alleys. New Year, New Weather, Celebrate the New Year.

There was a young man on the bed, sitting on the edge of the bed, listening to the sound of firecrackers, coming ......