On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the great cold, commonly known as the small year, today is the day to send the king of the stove to heaven, Ye Liu and Qin Zisang have left and returned to their respective homes two days ago. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Early in the morning, Han Tongwen took Qiao Song and the little wolf to the kitchen dressed neatly, and there was a statue of a god pasted next to the stove, with an old god bowed on it, and the stove prince without clothes! Legend has it that the stove prince was a man, and he was naked, so women could not be in front of Xie Zao, so there was no need to worry about it, except for the chickens in the backyard, there was not even a female at home, and even Yeliu's Zhao Hu, Wang Dynasty and Ma Han were all male.

The god of the stove is one of the five rituals, and the god of the door, the god of the well, the god of the toilet and the god of the slip are responsible for the safety of the family, the god of the stove is also the god sent by the Jade Emperor to the world to investigate a good and evil god, he has two followers of the god, a good jar, an evil jar, specifically to record the good and evil deeds of the family, to report in front of the Jade Emperor.

Han Tongwen looked at the two immortals holding the jar on the statue very much, needless to say, the evil jar must be full and about to overflow, maybe this jar can't hold it. put a bowl of water and a bowl of white rice, offered in front of the statue, implying that the relationship between his family and the prince of the stove was clear, Han Tongwen thought about it, and he did those things that killed people and sold goods, and he also wanted the prince of the stove to say a few more good words in the sky, which required going through the back door, how to do it clearly, and poured the white rice into the water.

A glass of wine, then tear off the old god statue, burn it, and then add a paper horse and paper boots to the fire, so that the stove prince can wear it when he meets the Jade Emperor

"Heaven will say more good deeds, and the lower realm will return to the palace to keep safe"

"Master, we haven't done anything good, is it that the Lord of the Stove has nothing to say to the Jade Emperor?"

Han Tongwen glanced at him, they are all good people, what are you talking about, he thought of a very critical question, Heavenly Court is far away, how can a horse be enough, Han Tongwen burned a lot again, the fire is very strong, it is a good sign. I felt that it was almost over, I beat two more eggs, stirred it, opened the lid of the pot, and sent the stove prince to the sky, and the fragrant porridge was also out of the pot together, and the three masters and apprentices squatted at the door of the kitchen and drank sweetly.

"Instead of being charming and Ao, it is better to be charming and stove, isn't it good for us to do this" Qiao Song said while drinking porridge, he didn't eat in the morning and was still hungry.

"Old Master Confucius once said that if you are guilty of sin, you have nothing to pray for, which means that if you make a mistake, even if you are praying sincerely, it is useless" But as soon as Han Tongwen finished speaking, he tilted his head while eating

"How can the old master say that, Mei and the stove are just seeking a spiritual sustenance for the sinful heart, and there will always be a day when the bad guy will collapse, so come and talk about the stove king, and after getting the forgiveness of the stove prince, you can continue to do bad things with peace of mind. ”

"Uncle Zisang is right," Qiao Song muttered quietly

"What did he say about me?"

"It's nothing," Qiao Song hurriedly shook his head

"Uncle Zisang often talks about you, and you can say any in your mouth," the little wolf made up for it.

"Little wolf, this is an ability, you should learn from me..."

Seeing that Han Tongwen's words were wrong again, Qiao Song reluctantly took the bowl and left, "The problem is done again, and the chatter is endless."

Every custom represents the working people's pursuit of a better life, especially during the Spring Festival, where there are customs every day. On the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month, it is customary to become the day of cleaning. Cleaning the house, dusting and dusting, a group of homeless people gathered in Hanye Village, Han Tongwen, Qiao Song, Little Wolf, Zhao Haiquan, Lin Yun. Han Tongwen didn't treat Zhao Haiquan and Lin Yun as outsiders, although he wouldn't tell them some secret things. He started cleaning early in the morning, and even the little wolf was sweeping in the yard with a big broom, but he swept the yard and wrote big characters to deal with it.

Zhao Haiquan dragged a lame leg, tired and sweaty, but he was not tired of this, he found a true sense of belonging here, and he didn't expect to find a home among the half-grown children in Hanyezhuang for half his life. He has no children under his knees, the stubborn little wolf and the sensible Qiao Song satisfy his fantasies, although Han Tongwen often speaks in a weird way from time to time, he doesn't care, because he knows that Han Tongwen is that kind of person, with a cold face and a bad mouth, but he takes everyone very seriously. Who would offend the crown prince for a person who only has a few faces, when he was beaten by Li Zhe, it was Han Tongwen who brought him back to Hanyezhuang, when he was lonely, Han Tongwen left him to be the head of Hanyezhuang, there is such a young master, what else is there to desire.

"Second master, can you rest when you run around on one leg," Han Tongwen said.

"Young master, of course there must be a little atmosphere for the New Year, I'll buy some lanterns to hang on"

Didn't stop Zhao Haiquan, who was excited and enthusiastic, let him go, every month Zuixianfang would regularly send a lot of money, he didn't care how much he had, Lin Yun and him were in charge, when they were used by their master and apprentice, there seemed to be two more people who could get money from them recently, Qin Zisang and Ye Liu! Holding a feather duster in his hand and dusting around outside each room, he can be regarded as the head of the family, and he still does this kind of thing, Han Tongwen himself is conquered by his noble character.

When he cleaned Zhao Haiquan's room, there was a small handful of yellow hay on Zhao Haiquan's window, and Han Tongwen was just about to dust it down, but he inadvertently picked it up and looked at it, with an incredible look in his eyes, he suddenly threw away the duster and climbed in front of the window.

"Master, what's the matter, kowtow to Zhao Haiquan's bedroom?" the little wolf asked

"God knows what he's doing, it's not unusual for me to do weird things twice in three days," Qiao Song replied

"Zhao Haiquan, Zhao Haiquan!" Han Tongwen suddenly shouted

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

As soon as Zhao Haiquan came in from outside, he heard Han Tongwen shouting, and hurriedly ran over, but saw him holding a handful of withered yellow weeds in his hand.

"Second master, where did you get this" Han Tongwen's eyes lit up.

"What is this?" asked Zhao Haiquan.

"It's on your window, it's here" Han Tongwen pulled Zhao Haiquan to the place where he found this thing

"Think quickly, think quickly, think quickly" Han Tongwen kept urging.

"I know, young master, this is not what I caught when I was bored at the Dai family, and I don't care if I keep throwing it here!"

"Go, you go and get all this stuff back for me, just say I want it" Han Tongwen's face is very big, especially for these businessmen.

"Forget it, I'll go" for fear that Zhao Haiquan will mess things up, this is a big deal, a big deal, a big deal!

In a hurry, he took Zhao Haiquan to Dai Quan's house, Dai Quan's face was full of red light these days, not only because of the first day, but also because the north court was about to start, he found the nearest city to an iron mine and began to rebuild, and the reconstruction project was simply very smooth. Originally, I was worried that the bandits in Beiting were serious, but after I went, I found that all the robbers and bandits had been co-opted, and the stonemasons, masons, carpenters, etc., who built the city, had all been classified by a person surnamed Hu. This saved him a lot of effort, as long as he paid some deposit to the man surnamed Hu, he could get a huge labor force, and he could start work after the head of state, all he needed to pay was some money.

and food for these refugees. Dai Quan has been thinking that he must dig hundreds of thousands of people, the more the better, and complete the construction of the city as soon as possible, and the iron ore next to the city can be developed into real money one day sooner, and it is said that the three brothers of the Hu family are Han Tongwen's house slaves....

Zhao Haiquan took Han Tongwen on a rampage in Dai's house, and the real money was in the house, but Zhao Haiquan was rummaging through a large pair of withered flowers.

"Young master, young master has found it!" Zhao Haiquan said with one hand carrying a pot of weeds that had withered and yellowed.

"Really?"

Han Tongwen saw him holding the flower pot like this, and his face was careful, "Don't move, don't move, stand firm!"

Snatched the flower pot with rare hands, "If you drop it, I'm not done with you"

"I don't know what Han Gongzi has to teach when he comes to our mansion" Dai Quan asked with a smile, thinking about how to find Han Tongwen, he came by himself.

"Dai Da Shopkeeper, dare to ask where you got this pot of flowers," Han Tongwen asked

"This?" Dai Quan didn't know what the mystery of this dead flower was, and he thought about it for a long time before he remembered, "This is an old friend of mine brought back from an overseas island, saying that it has a refreshing effect in the bedroom."

"Under the cheekiness, ask for this thing from the big shopkeeper!"

"Han Gongzi is at will, as long as Dai Mansion is what Han Gongzi likes, whether it is a person or a thing, the old man will give it to you generously" Dai Quan laughed.

"Thank you so much"

Before Dai Quan could speak, Han Tongwen picked up the flower pot and ran, how could Zhao Haiquan run with a limp leg?

"Young master, you wait for me," Zhao Haiquan shouted.