The golden ground in the hall has already been collected and preserved by special people, and these golden fragments containing incense wishes are at most converted into some gold money for ordinary people, but for the court gods or mountain monks, it is infinitely useful, and each piece is a big opportunity.

It's just that now, the two gods don't pay much attention to these anymore, if the two gods in this hall used to be based on the fundamentals, then now they can only be regarded as an external incarnation, even if they are destroyed, they will only hurt their surface, not the roots.

Fang Sampan and Wu Guiyuan did not stay long, and soon used their magical powers to come to the palace hall, the two gods walked from outside the hall to the hall, Fang Sampan was on the left, Wu Guiyuan was on the right, which was exactly consistent with the arrangement of everyone in the hall.

The news of the return of the two gods had reached the palace hall.

The two gods went all the way, and a group of civil and military officials on both sides saluted one after another, although they didn't know why the two gods who were rumored to have suffered misfortune went and returned, but this did not prevent everyone in the hall from respecting the two gods, after all, this is a fairy figure who has listened to the elders since childhood, after all, this is the bearer of a country's luck.

The young emperor of the Xueluo Kingdom, who was sitting in the first place, got up early and left his seat, came to the bottom of the steps to wait for the two, and after the two came forward to salute, the young emperor personally led the two to the imperial study and asked what happened.

This question is several hours. The ministers who engaged in it are not leaving, nor are they not leaving. In the end, it was the palm print eunuch who went in and asked in person, only then did he get a definite response and let everyone retreat.

Everyone didn't know what the three of them talked about inside, and they didn't know what happened to the two door gods, people only knew that this time the thing that made the entire court panic was not only not a bad thing, but it was still a great good thing, knowing that the two already noble immortal figures were now in full swing, and even faintly suppressed the mountain gods and river water gods who were originally above the two of them.

Because just after the Son of Heaven had finished talking with the two gods, three holy decrees were issued. The first decree was to celebrate the third day of the nation's celebration and halve all taxes and levies in all states and counties within five years. The second holy decree is to renovate and expand all Taoist dojos throughout the country and greatly promote Taoism. The third holy decree is to enshrine the two gods of civil and military affairs as the national gods of the snowfall country. This has never been done before in the history of the Snowfall Country.

In fact, there is also an oral holy decree, but it is not specifically written, that is, all battlefield generals above the rank must read when there is no war. It can be seen that the young emperor is really not satisfied with the performance of the generals in the palace.

However, what ordinary people care about is not what they care about. The gods and goddesses are too far away from them, and ordinary people may not be able to see the legendary immortals in their lifetime. That's what the royal family and dignitaries need to consider, for them, it's good to have no shortage of food and clothing, and if the harvest is better, and there is still a little surplus every season, it will be even better.

Life, sometimes it's that simple.

The country of snow falls has ushered in another half-year-long snow season, and the goose-feather snow falls all over the ground, but it can't extinguish the brilliant lights of the city. It is rumored that countless amounts of silver and gold were transported from the imperial treasury to various parts of the country every day for the past three days, and the inland river within the imperial city was filled with the rich aroma of wine. Even the most remote mountain villages and towns are like this, just like the Chinese New Year.

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Zhang Pingyi has not been in much of a hurry to practice boxing in the past few days, and he does not practice boxing as long as his body eats and stays like some time ago, but spends more time practicing calligraphy. Because since that day the waterfall spring and the flying waterfall heaven and man were one, Zhang Pingyi has taken a big step, and there will not be much progress in a short period of time, and he can only gradually increase his understanding of boxing through practicing calligraphy.

In this way, the boy's calligraphy has improved a lot. There is even a little charm, no longer just the previous square, dull and tasteless.

And of course, the different golden bearded arowana was not really used by the boy to make soup, but after that time, it did settle down a lot, every time the boy went to feed, it was a flattering look, Zhang Ping looked at it in his eyes, not only did he feel a little funny.

And the eggs are still hatching, and I don't know if I can see these two little ones before I leave.

Xiao Baoling has changed his past temperament in the past few days, and has asked for a lot of Taoist classics from his master for the first time, and even moved the green bamboo stool of his own master, and the Taoist has no objection to this, but is a little happy. After all, I had the idea of reading, didn't I?

The key is that even if the Taoist talks to Xiao Baoling for a long time, Xiao Baoling has to say two things if he can't listen to it. Generally speaking, the Taoist said bitterly, and Xiao Baoling on the side didn't know where to fly to the Gesoap Mountain. Let him, the master of Xiao Baoling, really be powerful and have nowhere to go!

Therefore, in the past few days, whenever the teenager is practicing calligraphy in the room, Xiao Baoling will carry the small stool, put a few more books on the stool, and then come to the teenager's room, sit next to the teenager, and read quietly.

The only sound in the whole room was the rustle of the pen falling on the paper and the sound of the pages turning when the book was turned over, like the awakening activity of the stinging insects, like the spring breeze caressing the earth.

The winter sun shines through the doors and windows, shining on the two of them, which is quite an artistic conception.

From the extreme movement a few days ago to the current extreme quiet, the water is natural, and the big and the small do not have any discomfort.

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It's another year coming, and now almost every household in the whole world is festive. The sound of chopping boards coming from every house, the sound of firecrackers coming from the streets and alleys, the sound of "crackling" abacus and the sound of reporting accounts from small shops, mixed with laughter everywhere, one after another, beaming ears, intertwined into the joyful music of Chinese New Year's Eve.

It's just that all this is a bit far away for the young man, whether it was when he was still at the bottom of the mountain or now he is on the mountain.

On this day, the boy still got up before the rising sun and cleaned up, the boy did not practice boxing, but went to Xiao Baoling's room, and put a citrus that only existed under the mountain at the head of the sleeping girl's bed.

Then the boy began a busy day, first replacing all the fruits on the table with apples, which means peace and security. Compared with those expensive exotic fruits on the mountain, the young man actually prefers the ordinary melons and fruits under the mountain, and a few copper coins can buy a lot.

In fact, the food during the New Year, the teenager has long been ready, but on Chinese New Year's Eve, there is always a little chopping board sound, so the teenager still went to the kitchen to make some food.

Xiao Baoling woke up early today, usually need Zhang Pingyi to call in person, today he woke up early, turned over, touched a cool thing, rubbed his eyes and looked, it was a big golden orange, and suddenly he was sleepy. Since coming here, except for the snacks sent by my mother every year, no one really thought of putting a big orange on his bedside on Chinese New Year's Eve.

So, after getting up, Xiao Baoling wore the red cotton jacket and small cotton shoes that his mother had just sent for the New Year, holding the peeled big orange in his hand, and watching the little uncle busy with this and that while eating, he only felt that this orange was really sweet!

Breakfast was quickly prepared in the boy's hands, and at this time someone also smelled the smell of rice and stepped on the meal.

Looking at the uneaten oranges in Uncle Baoling's hands, Qi Mengyao was also a little greedy, but Uncle Shi was on top, so he couldn't grab food from Uncle Shi. So while Xiao Baoling didn't pay attention, he quietly asked the young man for oranges. The result, of course, is gone.

The oranges and money placed at the head of the bed on Chinese New Year's Eve are actually the same truth, and can only be given to children. The difference is that the New Year's money is used to drive away evil spirits and help children celebrate the New Year. And oranges, also known as oranges, take their auspicious meaning, and only children can have this treatment.

Qi Mengyao has long passed the age of Jilu, so there are definitely no oranges.

After the three of them finished breakfast, Qi Mengyao, who had no oranges to eat, could only take the apples on the table and gnaw them, one big and one young, one eating the uneaten oranges and the other gnawing on the apples, just watching the young man continue to be busy.

It's not that the two don't want to help, it's that they really can't intervene.

After all, the teenagers are not locals, and they don't even belong to this continent, so some of the customs are very different from here.

For example, the boy is doing this now—worshipping God. The two of them have never met, because in the eyes of secular people, they are immortals in their cultivation, so Gesoap Mountain can be said to be full of immortals, except for the special case of teenagers, of course.

In fact, Zhang Pingyi still had something to do, that is, to worship the Bodhisattva, but the young man thought about it for a long time, and it was really impossible to worship the Buddhist Bodhisattva on the territory of Taoism, so he didn't do this shocking thing.

Then the boy felt a little distressed.

After all, the statue of the Bodhisattva that I didn't dare to take out, the statue of the god who is now worshipping, and the Spring Festival couplets posted in front of the door are all objects from my hometown. Although hanging like Spring Festival couplets is not worth a few dollars, the transportation cost across continents is expensive, and it is almost all the net worth of the teenager. With the boy's half-copper coin being counted as half a day's temperament, it is estimated that he will not be able to sleep well in the past few days.

After worshipping God, the boy took out the red note that had been prepared a long time ago, this time the boy did not let the two of them idle, and divided the red notes between the two of them, and let the two of them stick them on the furniture bed, on the kitchen door, in front of the livestock pen and by the water tank, these places should be pasted with red notes, called "sealing the year", also called "on the red".

After a busy time, Qi Mengyao was going to go to the morning class, and the two sent her out of the door, of course, they didn't forget to take an apple with them when they left. At this time, if someone else is present, they will definitely be shocked, is this still the serious senior sister on weekdays?

Sending the senior sister away, the boy set up a boxing fight in the middle of the courtyard and continued to practice boxing, while Xiao Baoling went to tease the dragon's beard fish. The originally thin golden bearded arowana, since he came here, almost every day, soon the not too small urn could not hold him, so he had to transfer him to the water tank, for which little Baoling made fun of him, often muttering on the side, saying that when he grew up, he could use it for stew. I don't know if the fish understood these words, but since then, the fish has been on a hunger strike, and although he has been persuaded by the boy to start eating, he has never continued to grow.