Ten guan per person, along with five days of vacation, made everyone in the yard cheer.
When Gouzi, who was just secretly snooping for news, saw this scene, he suddenly felt hot in his eyes. He rolled his eyes and ran back to gather people. Following his example, he came to pay Xiao Han New Year greetings.
Everyone is Xiao Han's subordinate, so the Marquis can't favor one over the other, right?
The result of this was that Xiao Han's eyes nearly popped out when he saw a large group of people coming to pay him New Year's greetings!
All the servants in the Xiao Mansion are his in name, so it is only natural that he should give red envelopes!
But you are all soldiers of the Tang Dynasty! Is it appropriate to also ask for red envelopes from me?
However, after seeing the hopeful looks in the courtyard, Xiao Han's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally compromised.
Hey, after all, they follow you through life and death, and those who celebrate the Chinese New Year are no different.
Of course, after instructing Butler Lu to move the money from the bank, Xiao Han also wiped his hands with sweat.
Fortunately, he, a great general, doesn't have many people under his command. If he were like Xiao Lizi, he would become the marshal of the world's military, and he would probably go bankrupt in just one year...
A bowl of water is flat!
The people of the New Fire Guards also paid ten guan each and received five days of vacation. But halfway through, Xiao Han suddenly saw the fat man mixed in the crowd, his eyes lit up, and he sneered twice, then laughed.
Butler Lu shuddered and looked back at him strangely.
Stand in line and eat fruit.
Soon, almost everyone happily accepted the red envelope from Butler Lu, but the fat man was still empty-handed.
Looking dumbfoundedly at the brothers squatting on the ground and counting money, the fat man swallowed, mustered up his courage, and timidly stepped forward to ask Butler Lu: "Mr. Lu, um...where's my share?"
Butler Lu had already received Xiao Han's instructions. Seeing that the fat man finally came to ask, he quickly smiled, turned around and took a tattered robe from a servant, unfolded it and handed it to the fat man: "Here, Mr. Marquis took special care of me.
This will be your red envelope instead!"
"Ah?" The fat man was holding the robe and was about to cry: "Why? Why are they all rich, but I am not! This is not fair!"
Butler Lu rolled his eyes at him and said calmly: "What's the rush? I haven't finished speaking yet. It's certainly not fair to you!"
"Huh? Mr. Lu, what do you mean?" When the fat man heard this, he thought there was a turn for the better, so he quickly shut his mouth and looked at Butler Lu eagerly.
At the same time, he didn't forget to laugh in his heart. This was just a joke played by Butler Lu on him. After laughing, it was time to throw out a big money bag and put a hundred and eighty coins in it to satisfy the people around him!
I have to say that Fatty’s optimistic spirit is indeed very similar to Xiao Han! But, in many cases, optimistic spirit is also called wishful thinking...
Therefore, he did not wait for the heavy bag of money, but only waited for Butler Lu's somewhat uncontrollable words: "Well, the Marquis said that he spent a full twenty dollars on this robe when he bought it! It was just confiscated.
Your ten red envelopes are only half enough!
In this way, it happens that the person who chops firewood in the kitchen is on a break. It’s only fair that you take over these days and work hard to pay back the money! Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention that there is no more firewood in the back. Soon
Go chop wood and don’t miss the family’s lunch!”
"Plop..."
By the time Butler Lu finished speaking, the fat man's eyes were dull and he fell to the ground with his head raised!
Okay, that’s fair enough!
Not only do I have no money, but I also have no vacation, and I still have to work!
Thinking about how he had to cut enough firewood for hundreds of people in the house, the fat man wanted to faint without tears.
If I had known that Mr. Hou was so narrow-minded, why would he still come here to receive the red envelope obsessively while hiding quietly in the corner? Isn't it good for him?
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This year's New Year is painful for some people, but for Xiao Han, it is happy.
Especially here in Yangzhou, there are no court affairs to worry about, and there are no people and worldly things to socialize with.
I just spend time with my family at home every day, or go out to see the scenery and go shopping in the market.
I was really bored, so I called Yin Can and asked the fat cook to make some side dishes and we sat down together and had a few drinks.
The days of gods are probably nothing more than this.
In this way, Xiao Han leisurely rested from the first day to the eighth day.
Almost when he was about to forget about this paradise-like day, the letter from Chang'an finally arrived.
"What? You can't send food to Chang'an in the name of the court, so how can you do this?"
Xiao Han's eyes were almost turned upside down. This little plum, is it uncomfortable to see him idle in Yangzhou? Do you have to do some difficult moves for him to do?
However, complaining is all about complaining, work still needs to be done.
After all, he is the emperor, and if he disobeys, the consequences are guaranteed to be much more miserable than those of a fat man.
He walked out of the warm room angrily, asked Xiaodong to pick up the car, and wandered to the governor's office in Yangzhou.
During the Tang Dynasty, yamen closed for seven days during the Chinese New Year. Today is the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, so the yamen are already open for business. However, because the Chinese New Year has just happened, even if the yamen are open, they are very busy inside.
The subordinate officials came to the Yamen early in the morning. After meeting their colleagues, they wished each other a happy New Year, and then they all hid in their prison rooms and took a nap.
Therefore, the Yamen at this time was very clean at all. Even the two soldiers guarding the gate were leaning against the gate, holding water and fire sticks in their arms and chatting. They waited for Xiao Han's carriage to stop at the foot of the steps.
A man dragged his stick and lazily walked down the steps.
"Hey, horses are not allowed to stop here, where should you go..."
The soldier swaggered down the steps, as if he was shooing away flies, and scolded Xiaodong to drive the carriage aside.
Unexpectedly, before he finished his sentence, he suddenly saw the curtain of the carriage lift a corner, and then, a familiar face poked out from inside.
"Houhouhou..."
When he saw this lazy face, the eyes of the approaching soldier suddenly widened, and he even stuttered when he spoke.
"Monkey? Why are you so crazy? There are no monkeys here!"
Another soldier standing on the steps had not noticed Xiao Han at this time. He only heard his companion's stammering shouts and could not help but squint his eyes and laugh.
However, just like his brother just now, as soon as he said these words, he saw Xiao Han in the car!
At that time, my jaw almost dropped in shock. I just wished I could catch up on what I just said and swallow it in my stomach again!
"It's really a monkey... No! Why are you here, Mr. Marquis! Please come in quickly! I... will inform the master right now!"
With a pair of big eyes staring at him, the soldier just rolled down the steps, but felt something was wrong, slapped his head again, and rushed into the house.
The companion was left standing there blankly, at a loss as to what to do.
