The old year ends tonight, and the new year comes tomorrow.

In the blink of an eye, it is New Year's Eve, the emperor's imperial pen has been sealed for a week, and memorials of all sizes are piled up like snowflakes in the East Nuan Pavilion of Longqing Palace.

Naturally, it also includes the memorial submitted by Wu Jingmo regarding the Jiang family's murder case, as well as the memorials of the officials of all sizes under King Xuan impeaching the Crown Prince and Prime Minister Tang Yuanzhi.

According to the rules of the Dajing Dynasty, on the day of the twelfth lunar month every year, the then Emperor Jing would burn famous incense and pay devout tribute, and seal the pen for seven days until the morning of the first day of the new year before opening the pen in the open window.

During the sealing period, unless there are major military matters that must be personally handled by the emperor, no other matters, big or small, are allowed to be reported, so as not to disturb the rare rest and recuperation of the year for the guardian deity of the imperial pen.

In the past few days, Emperor Jing had a rare leisure time. He visited the garden with all the beauties in the harem, walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms, and reciting poems.

Although it is said that to be happy in life, the emperor is always the most proud and dazzling person in the world and the least able to enjoy himself freely.

If you don't stand on the top of the highest mountain, you will never be able to enjoy this supreme loneliness and desolation.

It’s just that the princes don’t understand yet!

Emperor Jing looked at the clumps of red plum blossoms blooming in the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed, and an imperceptible smile flashed across his face.

Within a few seconds, the two arcs at the corners of his mouth were as firm and deep as ever.

"Your Majesty! Look! There! Is it a magpie?"

A young and delicate woman happily held up the large skirt of her brocade robe and trotted up to him from the path behind Emperor Jing.

She grabbed Emperor Jing's arm, tilted her head, raised her chin high, and pointed at the bird that had been lingering on the red plum blossoms for a while.

The woman's innocent and pretty smile is just like the blooming red plum blossom.

The warm winter sun coated the curves of her face with a layer of honey-like light amber luster, and it felt like a spring breeze. She was really more beautiful than a flower!

"Nianjiao, don't be rude! How can you be allowed to run and jump in the forbidden area of ​​the palace? It's really against the rules! Why don't you bow and thank the emperor quickly when you see him?"

A low and serious scolding voice immediately drove away the bright smile on her face.

Before the man finished speaking, she pouted her little cherry mouth, shook Emperor Jing's arm aggrievedly, and said in a coquettish voice with a long tail:

"Grandpa Huang! Nianjiao misses you so much! It's only today that I can see you in a year! But some people are still disappointed! I don't know what I did wrong! Grandpa Huang, please support me today!"

After saying that, the woman turned her face slightly and glanced quickly at the direction she came from with her peripheral vision, but did not dare to raise her head and look at the person.

"You kid! People say that women change after eighteen years of age. I look at you, but you haven't changed at all! It's still exactly the same as when you were a child! Hahahahaha..."

Emperor Jing gently poked Nianjiao on the forehead and laughed heartily.

"Let me tell you, as long as Grandpa Huang sees me, he will be happy, and I will be Grandpa Huang's pistachio!"

Nianjiao said arrogantly to the scolding man who was kneeling in front of him.

The face of the woman kneeling on the snow was alternately cloudy and clear. She wanted to reprimand again but was afraid of disturbing the emperor's mood, so she had no choice but to knock the middle-aged man kneeling side by side with her elbow.

The middle-aged man immediately opened his mouth wide and stammered:

"Nian, Nian Jiao! The older you get, the more unruly you become! Why don't you kneel down when I see your grandpa? Kneel down quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me on my father. I will serve my father according to the law!"

The content of his words seemed to be majestic, but when he spoke them, they had no deterrent effect.

I heard Princess Nianjiao say in a long and coquettish voice:

"Father..."

"Ming'er, Fei Ge, get up first!"

Emperor Jing lowered his eyes, glanced at his kneeling daughter-in-law, and said calmly.

"Thank you, Father!"

The two couples thanked each other in unison.

"Nianjiao, why don't you thank your grandpa Huang quickly!"

The woman named Feige said sternly again.

"Nianjiao has met Grandpa Huang! Thank you Grandpa Huang for his blessing!"

Princess Nianjiao obediently knelt down and saluted. Before Emperor Jing could say anything, she stood up gracefully, took Emperor Jing's arm again, smiled beautifully and said:

"Grandpa Huang! Do you want to go there with Nian Jiao to see the magpies? You see, on this New Year's Eve, a great day of reunion, there are magpies flying to welcome the spring. It is really auspicious from heaven! It heralds the coming of the new year.

, we have good weather in Dajing, may my grandpa the emperor be blessed!"

"You girl! You really have a clever mouth! If you say this, I can't punish you! Hahaha..."

Emperor Jing again

There was a burst of laughter, his face was red and he was cheerful, and he continued:

"Nianjiao! If I remember correctly, you will be sixteen after the Chinese New Year! It is also the age to get married!"

"Oh! Grandpa Huang! Nianjiao doesn't want to get married! Nianjiao just wants to stay with Grandpa Huang and accompany him all his life!"

Princess Nianjiao grabbed Emperor Jing's arm and shook it again and again. She frowned slightly, lowered her head and said shyly.

"Oh! You are a shy little girl! Don't worry, your grandpa is reluctant to let you get married so early!"

Before Emperor Jing could speak, Princess Nianjiao's father couldn't wait to speak.

After this robbery was over, he felt that it was extremely disrespectful, so he had no choice but to lower his head, for fear of making Emperor Jing displeased.

"Father, Emperor Mingjian, Nianjiao is still young. Besides, she has been pampered and raised by us, and she has a sweet and unruly temperament. I'm afraid she needs to be trained more, so as not to affect the Tian family's reputation if she gets married."

Princess Nianjiao's mother-in-law hurriedly knelt down again and added something.

When she heard the word "marry", her fierce and internal energy disappeared without a trace. Instead, she became panicked and nervously stared at the snow in front of her.

"Oh, oh! I won't marry if I am proud! Grandpa Huang, my mother and concubine are right, they are still young and haven't grown up yet!"

When Nianjiao saw that her father, queen, mother and concubines were all supporting her, she became more courageous and said coquettishly.

"Hel your mother-in-law up!"

Emperor Jing glanced over with a sharp gaze, turned his hands behind his back, turned to Prince Mian, and asked:

"Ming'er, has your son, who has just returned home, passed?"

"Not yet! As soon as my son returned to Beijing, he immediately went to the imperial city to see the saint. I didn't dare to slack off for a moment. Not yet, I didn't have time to see him."

Prince Mian replied respectfully, but when he mentioned his son who had just returned to the palace, his hesitant look returned.

"Then see you at the family dinner tonight!"

Emperor Jing put his hands behind his back again and strode forward.

As he walked, he said, "Nianjiao, didn't you say you wanted to see the magpies? Come on, Grandpa Huang will go with you to have a look! It's rare for you to come back to Beijing from Changzhou. You've been coming to the imperial city a lot these days.
Chapter completed!