After the Yuan Dynasty, Kyoto lost its New Year atmosphere and everything remained the same as before.
Many things happened at the beginning of the year, such as the birth of the prince, the establishment of diplomatic relations between Jing and Wu, and the resistance against Qi and aid to Zhao. This should be the most eventful beginning of the year for Jing in recent years.
The spring cold has not gone away, the sky has just dawned, and there are already many early-rising vendors on the streets of Kyoto.
The breakfast vendor sighed, rubbed his hands vigorously, and said: "Business is still good during the Chinese New Year. One day is equivalent to half a month. It would be great if the Chinese New Year could be celebrated every day..."
The butcher who was only ten feet away laughed and said: "Then why are you setting up a stall? When you go home, you hug your mother-in-law and dream about it. It's the Chinese New Year every day..."
"Here are two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge."
A man who got up early to work sat at a stall, turned around, looked back, and said to the butcher: "Don't forget to leave two kilograms of lean meat filling for me today, so I can make dumplings when I go home in the evening."
The butcher waved his hand and said, "I haven't forgotten, your family has this strange rule of making dumplings on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year. It hasn't been changed in the past few years."
The man smiled and said: "I was very poor in the past few years, but in the past few years I have not been able to pay back all I owed."
While the butcher was cutting the meat, he said, "Then you should eat meat every day..."
The man took a bite of the bun and said vaguely: "If people in Kyoto eat meat every day, you, Zheng Tu, should be the happiest..."
"Business was really difficult in the past few years. There were wars every day, and the people didn't have much money left. They couldn't even sell the buns..." the breakfast vendor chimed in.
The big man took a sip of porridge and snorted coldly: "It's not like the bastard Qi State. Why can't it be more peaceful? They used to join forces with the Zhao State to attack us, and now they are attacking the Zhao State. The bastard State even beats its own people...
…”
Butcher Zheng chopped the meat and said: "Thanks to His Highness King Jing's divine punishment, otherwise, we might have been bullied until now... Hey, I heard that His Highness returned to Beijing a few days ago. I don't know if this time
Why don't you leave? His Highness is not in Kyoto, and Kyoto has not been bustling for several years..."
"Let's go." The big man finished his breakfast, left a few copper coins, wiped his mouth, and said: "When I passed by the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion two days ago, the gate of the Prince's Mansion was already closed. His Highness may have left Kyoto.
Already..."
"There are still so many dandies in Kyoto..." Butcher Zheng sighed and murmured: "Why did His Highness just leave..."
…
In the Furong Garden, Li Xuan held his young son and swung it from side to side, sighing the same way, "I just leave as soon as I say it every time..."
Three small figures ran over from a distance. A little girl of about five or six years old at the front hugged his arm and said, "Father, father, I want to learn martial arts!"
Li Xuan nodded and said: "Learn it, learn it. As long as your mother agrees, your father will agree."
"The Queen Mother has agreed!" The little girl said with a smile on her face: "I'm going to find Aunt Mingzhu..."
After she said this, she seemed to remember something and murmured: "Aunt Mingzhu is no longer in Kyoto..."
"Then I'll go find my little aunt... Oh, my little aunt eloped with the consort."
Li Xuan looked at him in surprise and said, "Who taught you about elopement?"
The little girl rolled her eyes and said: "Little aunt, little aunt said that walking with the person you like is called elopement..."
After saying that, before Li Xuan could ask any questions, she ran away quickly again.
Li Xuan shook his head and stopped thinking about this matter. He looked down at the sleeping child and whispered: "Ze'er, Ze'er, you have to grow up quickly..."
In another part of the Furong Garden, two girls were walking on the grass hand in hand, chatting with smiles on their faces.
Li Han held the kite string and followed behind the two of them. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. However, when he thought of something, the curve of his mouth could not help but bend down and turned into a bitter smile...
…
At the Military Academy, which started early, a group of young people wearing thin clothes were crawling up and down in the mire. General Xue stood on the edge, holding a long whip in his hand, waving it from time to time. Then he handed the whip to the horse beside him.
Old general.
In a restaurant in Kyoto, Zeng Shichun, Liu Dayou, and Liu Yishou were sitting by the window. At another window in the restaurant, a gray-haired middle-aged man was drinking by himself. Beside him, a burly man was amused.
The woman singing in the restaurant giggled...
In a shop not far from the restaurant, a fat man with bruises on his face pointed at several waiters and said dissatisfiedly: "From now on, I will treat the guests as your wives. How can I coax the ladies at home? How can I coax them here?"
guest……"
In a royal cemetery outside the city, an unshaven young man brandished a hoe and laboriously cleared away the weeds around an isolated tomb...
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Zhao Guo.
The imperial capital of Zhao State was besieged by the Qi army three days ago.
Ten miles outside the imperial capital.
Military tents stood up one after another. Even though it was night, the lights were still brightly lit in the tents, and soldiers patrolled by from time to time.
The handsome tent in the center of the military tent was dark. From somewhere in an inconspicuous tent, the sound of coughing could be heard from time to time.
What Zhao Yi placed in front of him was a map. On the map, a city was drawn, and several city gates were drawn in red circles by him.
A general looked at him and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, there has been news from Mr. Yang that Jingguo's reinforcements will arrive in another half month."
Zhao Yi opened his mouth, but no sound came out, and his coughing became more violent.
Someone looked at him and couldn't help but say: "Your Majesty, it's getting late. You'd better rest early. We'll discuss this matter tomorrow..."
Zhao Yi covered his mouth, coughed for a while, and then his breath slowly calmed down. He clenched his fists, waved his hands, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "My order is to attack the city tomorrow... tomorrow."
"Take your orders!"
Several generals in the tent spoke loudly and half-knelt on the ground.
After everyone walked out of the big tent, Zhao Yi loosened his clenched fists and stared blankly at the trace of blood on his palms...
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Wu Kingdom.
It's late at night, deep in the palace, somewhere in an even deeper palace.
The crown symbolizing the emperor had been worn on his head for a long time, and it was a bit heavy. Yang Liuqing was still not used to it, so he took it off, put it aside, and then opened a fold again.
She flipped through it and saw that it was the same content as before, so she threw it aside.
"If those people are still so ignorant, I will personally teach them the truth."
An old voice came from a corner of the hall.
Yang Liuqing shook her head and said, "Actually, what they said is not unreasonable."
The old man had a look of surprise on his face: "You..."
Yang Liuqing stood up, walked to the palace, and said: "No matter what, I will still pass on the throne in the future. The next emperor of Wu Kingdom must also have the blood of the Yang family..."
The old man was gloomy for a moment and asked: "Among the people they proposed, is there anyone you like?"
Yang Liuqing shook her head.
The old man lowered his head, thoughtfully.
A figure appeared in his mind, with a slightly angry expression: "You bastard, you were so active back then, where are you now..."
"This dress is very nice."
A voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
Yang Wanli's hair stood on end and his eyes suddenly looked in a certain direction.
The next moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the expression on his face became even more shocked, "You, you made a breakthrough..."
Yang Liuqing's face showed joy and she hurriedly walked over: "Master..."
[PS: Regarding rights protection, thank you for your concern. I have asked the other party to edit it, but now the other party has deleted the book.
In addition, I would like to collect opinions. How about changing the name of our fans from "Garlic" to "XiaoRong Bao", which can take care of some book friends who don't like garlic, and it is more cute...]
