Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. With the sound of firecrackers on the street, Xia Xun returned to the small house he rented, stepping on the white snow and red firecracker debris and smelling the smell of gunpowder.【】
The courtyard door was unlocked. When Xia Xun reached out and touched the courtyard door, he realized that someone had come and the mark he had made in advance was gone. Xia Xun immediately pressed the knife tightly, turned slightly sideways, stretched out his hand to push the courtyard door, and paused for a moment.
, then Youran flashed in.
"Oh, Mr. Yang, you are back."
A servant in green clothes and a small hat nodded to him and smiled with him. Under the eaves, a little girl who was holding a pair of small fists and bringing them to her mouth, breathing and stomping her feet on the snow, also turned around and held a cotton holder.
She wears trousers, a pleated skirt, light blue armor, her hair is combed into a three-part bun, her glossy black hair is divided into two bunches and hangs down on her shaved shoulders, she has a slender waist, and her face is bare.
Clean, elegant and fresh, just like the tea before Ming Dynasty, with tender buds and leaves, green color and fragrance, mellow taste and beautiful shape, it is still the best quality. Xia Xun felt like a bud stretching in the cup, rising and falling, gradually
The soup is bright green in color and has a pleasant aroma...
Girls are like tea. This beautiful girl is like a cup of good tea before dawn.
"You are stupid, don't you recognize me, brother!"
The little girl stepped up and smiled at him, deliberately emphasizing the last word.
"Oh, ah! Sister..., uh, this is..." Xia Xun let go of the handle of the knife and looked at the servant in surprise.
The servant smiled and said: "Your sister insisted on coming back to celebrate the New Year with you, but the master couldn't resist her, so he asked the younger one to send your sister over to you. Our master said, since you are alone, you might as well come to our house to celebrate the New Year, but
My younger sister refused. She said that during the New Year, she would keep vigil as her own family, which is true. Here are a few things, new clothes and hats, all customized according to adults' figures. There are also a few boxes of food. They are from our master.
For adults."
"Ah, Yuan Wai is so polite. Please thank Yuan Wai for me. I will thank you in person tomorrow when I go to wish Yuan Wai New Year's greetings."
The servant smiled and said: "Don't dare to take it, don't take it. It's a cold day. My brothers and sisters, adults, please go back to the house and rest. Don't be polite to the little one. The little one will go back now."
After sending the servant out, Xia Xun rushed to Ming'er, put down some food he was carrying, and touched her little hands. They were cold. Xia Xun couldn't help but said, "I'm staying well at Xie Chuanzhong's house. Why do you have to come here?"
Look how cold you are."
Ming'er blushed and unnaturally withdrew her hand from his. She considered herself to be a big girl, especially after being taught by the female officer for many days in the palace, she unconsciously began to develop the defense between men and women.
However, in Xia Xun's eyes, she was still the little girl wearing a snow-white fox fur and dressed like a bunny. When he first saw her, he looked astonished as a young girl growing up, but he recognized her as soon as he recognized her.
It's Ming'er, but he treats her as a little girl.
Ming'er gave Xia Xun a cute look and said angrily: "What do you mean, just throw me into someone else's house and forget about it. If you don't come to me, I can't find you. How is the situation at eldest sister's house?
I don’t know, I want to find you but it’s not convenient to go there, I’m a busy person, if I don’t take this opportunity to come out, when will I come out.”
Xia Xun smiled dryly and said: "Well..., I'm really busy here. Besides, I'm doing it for your own good. Anyway, you don't have to worry about food and accommodation there. If I go to Xie's house often and attract the attention of interested people, it will be exposed."
The identity of the princess?"
"It's done, it's done, you're right, you'll know it when I know you, I can't defeat you, please open the door quickly, I'm going to freeze to death."
Xia Xun shook his head, hurried over to unlock the door, pushed the door open to let her in, and then turned around to take a few foods he bought and some New Year's gifts from the Xie family into the room. Ming'er looked at something curiously in the room, "Hey
"Can you please light the lamp? It's too dark." "Why is it so cold in your room? Don't you have a brazier?" "There is also a stove here. You are a big man, can you cook?"
"
The curious baby was startled and felt strange about everything she saw. While she was asking here and there, Xia Xun had skillfully lifted the stove lid with an iron hook, poked open the simmering coals, and let the flames jump up.
, hooked the bottom again, picked out some cinders with residual fire and stuffed them under the stove. He pulled a few handfuls of crop straw and stuffed them in. The flames also burned quickly under the stove. Xia Xun scooped out a few more ladles of water.
Pour it into the pot, cover the pot, and all the movements are done in one go.
"Wow, you are so awesome! You are so awesome! You can make a stove, make a fire and cook. You are so... so awesome, I can't!"
The red firelight reflected Ming'er's red face, and her shrewd eyes were wide open, full of admiration and wonder.
Xia Xun was speechless. Ever since he knew her, he had shed blood, been injured, fought for his life, done so many great things, made her angry, and seen her moved, but he had never seen her so admired.
Idols look just like lighting a stove and boiling water. I can’t understand it. I really can’t understand it. There is a generation gap...
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"...Basically, that's it."
"My sister and husband are so pitiful. Are you really not going to help the emperor find trouble with them?"
"real."
"You are a good person, I am right about you!"
Ming'er was very grateful. She made a grateful comment to Xia Xun, and then asked: "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."
This sentence was a bit jumpy. Xia Xun was stunned for a moment before he realized: "Oh, there is something to eat, but it is just some pickles and stewed vegetables. You can take a bite first. Prince Yan's Mansion gave me a flying dragon, which has been packed away.
I stewed it and let you drink the hot soup."
Seeing Xia Xun open the paper bag, take out a packed big bird, lift the lid and throw it into the steaming pot, Ming'er said in surprise: "Is this enough? It turns out that cooking is easy."
Xia Xun smiled and said: "Of course this won't work if you make other things. The only exception is the flying dragon. The meat of this kind of bird is extremely delicious. When stewing the soup, you don't need to put anything in it. Once the stew is finished, the taste of the soup will be natural.
It's so delicious, but if you really add some oil, salt, onion, garlic or something like that, it will ruin the taste."
"oh oh!"
Ming'er swallowed with salivation, reluctantly put the lid on the pot with Xia Xun, sat down on the pony next to the stove, held her knees with her hands, looked at the red fire, for a long time, and suddenly sighed.
Xia Xun put some food into dishes and put them on the table. Hearing her sigh, he glanced at her and asked, "What are you sighing for at such a young age?"
Ming'er rested her chin on her knees, held her chin with her hands, curled up like a kitten, and said quietly: "I miss home, I think of the Chinese New Year at home... It was so lively, worshiping ancestors,
Cleaning the court, paying congratulations, posting Spring Festival couplets everywhere, relatives and friends coming and going constantly, during the New Year's Eve, firecrackers are kept all night long, the lights are bright all night, there are cockfights in the back house, playing chess, throwing pots, Cuju, playing liquor cards, playing horse crane,
Play Shuanglu, kick shuttlecock...
From the first to the third day of the Lunar New Year, you can’t sweep the yard. When I play in the yard, I always step on the thick firecracker debris, just like walking on a soft red carpet. Many relatives and three brothers-in-law will also play in the yard.
I sent someone back, I am a senior, my family had to prepare many red envelopes for me, three big boxes, and then people kept coming to me to wish me New Year greetings, so I just sent out the red envelopes one by one..."
Xia Xun sat down, looked at her silently, and listened silently.
Ming'er continued: "On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, we welcome the Stove God to the earth, and we make another offering; on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, we have to burn incense and pray for God. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there will be three days of trouble.
We put on lanterns, guessed lantern riddles, and ate Tangyuan, procrastinating until the second day of the second lunar month when the dragon raised its head. This festival was officially over. It was so lively... Sigh..."
She raised her head slightly and asked Xia Xun quietly: "Do you think such happy days will ever happen again?"
Xia Xun was silent for a moment, then smiled and said: "Every year is the New Year, how could it not be?"
Ming'er said: "What I'm talking about...is my family. The second sister's family was detained in Shu. The future of the eldest sister's family is uncertain now. It's unclear whether the third sister's family will follow their footsteps in the future. If the emperor takes care of it,
Will my three sisters be wary of our Xu family? The eldest brother loves the court, the second brother keeps to himself, and the third brother fights for the injustices of his sisters and brothers-in-law. I don’t know who is right and who is wrong. I don’t know who is right. I
If I can't help them, coming forward will only cause trouble, so I can only hide here. This year's Chinese New Year at home should be very different from last year. What about next year?"
Xia Xun coughed, cleared his throat, and said, "Let's eat something first. There will be a road to the mountain before the car reaches the mountain. Things in the future may not be as pessimistic as you think."
Ming'er sighed and chanted: "The color of the flowers has changed this year. Who will be there when the flowers bloom again next year? I have seen the pines and cypresses destroyed for wages, and I have even heard that the mulberry fields have turned into the sea. The ancients did not restore the color of Luochengdong, but today's people still pay attention to the fallen flowers."
Wind. Flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year..."
The New Year is of vital significance to the Chinese people. The poor who are hiding from debts will do everything possible to go home during the New Year, and the criminals who are on the run will risk their lives to go home during the New Year, and the wanderers who are far away from home will even go home during the New Year.
I will start preparing months in advance just so that I can stay up late and celebrate the New Year with my family.
It is especially important to the royal family and Emperor Jian.
On the first day of the first lunar month, the Lin Dynasty was built to commemorate the late emperor without any music. Immediately, he worshiped heaven and earth in the southern suburbs, and led the emperor's relatives, relatives, and military officials to the Ancestral Temple to worship.
Afterwards, he returned to the court and his Royal Highness Jinluan promulgated the first imperial edict of the first year of the founding year: respecting the emperor Kao, the former crown prince Zhu Biao was named Emperor Xiaokang, the temple name was Xingzong, the concubine Chang was named empress Xiaokang, and the mother-in-law Lu was named empress dowager.
He canonized the imperial concubine Ma as the queen. He named his brothers Yun as the King of Wu, Yun as the King of Heng, and Yunxi as the King of Xu. He made Kui, the eldest son of the emperor, the crown prince. He issued an edict to the world and bestowed the people with rice, meat, and silk.
, the widowed, orphaned, and disabled were given official pastoral care, the poor who suffered from disasters were roused, and the world was granted amnesty.
In the Golden Palace, Zhu Yun was full of ambition and confidence. His imperial grandfather conquered such a huge empire and served as emperor for thirty-one years. He was still young. He believed that the dynasty he built would last longer than his grandfather, and that he would create a great and prosperous age.
, far surpassing his grandfather and becoming one of the few sage kings in the history of the Ming Dynasty.
The bells are ringing. From this day on, the era of Emperor Hongwu has completely become a thing of the past. His era of Zhu Yun has arrived! To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at () for your support.