In a blink of an eye, the New Year's Day is here, the weather is getting colder and colder, the north wind is howling, snowflakes are flying, and the three families have begun to call off their troops. The land of Hebei has gone from a whole year of fierce fighting to a joyful atmosphere in an instant, and every household is here.
No matter how hard and tiring it is to prepare for the New Year, we still have to celebrate the festival that has been left over from ancient times.
Although it is a war period, New Year's Eve is still too rare after all. It only happens once a year. For a whole year, everyone in Hebei, whether it is soldiers, civilians, nobles, or farmers, is too nervous.
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The nobles are watching the political trend, soldiers are fighting bloody battles, farmers are worried about excessive grain requisitions, and people are worried about their own lives...
In short, everyone's life has been really tense this year. It's time to find a reason to relax and indulge yourself.
On New Year's Eve, the main palace of Linzi City was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and Tao Shang ordered his men to prepare a banquet to entertain all the high-ranking generals and counselors under his command.
Of course, this can also be regarded as a welcoming banquet to welcome Zhang Yan.
In eight years, it has been eight years since he came to this world. When this year passes, it will be the pottery's ninth year in this era.
He also crossed the 25-year-old mark from a seventeen-year-old boy.
After a New Year's Eve banquet, everyone present was drunk, and many people started to dance with wine cups in a silly manner.
Drinking and dancing is nothing new for people in the Han Dynasty. In their view, dancing and composing poems after drinking was an elegant thing. However, most people in later generations would call this type of drunken dancing and carefree behavior.
It's called drunkenness.
People who act drunkenly will usually have a resounding nickname: Jiumozi, Drunken Madman, etc.
After drinking enough and dancing enough, the generals of the Jinling Army still felt that it was not exciting enough, so they actually changed to singing!
Everyone called the musicians and started a concert while accompanying them.
Solo, duet, chorus, one song after another, the pottery merchant's head hurts from listening to it.
Thinking of last year's New Year, I seemed to have spent it with Yuan Tan, and I don't know what happened to that idiot now.
At this moment, I saw Yu Ernizi coming to propose a toast to the pottery merchant while everyone else was singing and dancing in the venue.
The pottery merchant had a drink with him, then waved to Erbi and said: "Erbi, after this year's holiday, I want to send you to do something."
Ever since Yu Erbi helped the pottery merchant to fake the surrender of Lu Kuang and Lu Xiang, he had been waiting for the pottery merchant to fulfill his promise and help him regain the throne of the Southern Huns.
The pottery merchant smiled and asked Yu Erbi to sit down next to him, and said: "Erbi, a few days ago, I received news that the old king who was in charge of power in the Southern Huns royal court passed away."
"What?" When Yu Erbi heard this, his hands couldn't stop trembling, and he couldn't believe what he heard.
"Does the Prime Minister really mean what he said?"
Tao Shang nodded and said: "I think you should be aware of the capabilities of the school affairs office. They should not be able to make a mistake in this matter."
Yu Ernun was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
"Haha, isn't this opportunity coming?"
There was a coup in the Southern Xiongnu royal court that year. Yufuluo's biological father Qiangqu was killed, and Xubu Guduhou was established as the chanyu. After the death of Xubu Guduhou, the Southern Xiongnu royal court has been dominated by several elders from the previous generation.
The royal nobles hold the highest power in the tribe.
Now those old kings have all reached the age of destiny and passed away one after another. As a result, the upper level of the Southern Xiongnu royal court was in a vacuum.
He looked at the pottery man in shock, only to see the pottery man smiling and gesturing to him with his forehead.
"What does the Prime Minister mean?"
The pottery merchant said slowly: "Now the time has come. It is time for you to return to the Southern Xiongnu royal court and take over the power again."
Yu Erbi was excited when he heard the words: "Is the Prime Minister serious about what he said?"
"of course it's true."
"Are you drunk and talking drunken words to fool me?"
"If you don't believe it, I can tell you something else."
"No! No!" Yuvluo waved his hands hurriedly and said: "I am willing to obey the Prime Minister's orders and arrangements! I am willing to listen to the Prime Minister talk to me."
The pottery merchant smiled and raised the wine cup and said: "Okay, in that case, you can go back and prepare later. I will ask Zhao Yun to lead his troops to protect you when you return to the court of the Southern Huns... But this time, I'm afraid it won't be easy either.
, I heard that the Southern Xiongnu royal court seems to want to make your younger brother Luan Tihu Chuquan the Great Chanyu."
"He?" Yu Erbi showed a disdainful expression and said boldly: "Who is he? Prime Minister, it's not that his subordinates are bragging, but people like Hu Chuquan didn't even dare to let out a fart when they saw me.
, now you actually want to compete with me for the position of Grand Chanyu?"
The pottery merchant smiled and listened to his bragging, and said: "Even so, you have been away from the Southern Xiongnu royal court for nearly ten years, and Huchuquan is there. You may not be able to compete when you go back this time.
he."
Yu Erbi confidently smiled and said: "If the next person can't do it, isn't there the Prime Minister's help? Didn't you ask Zhao Zilong to go with me? With the help of the Jinling White Horse Army, it may not be impossible to decide big things in an instant.
As far as this matter is concerned, the Prime Minister is much further ahead than I am."
The potter chuckled, shook his head, and said, "Am I so capable?"
Yu Erbi nodded vigorously and said: "Yes! There must be!"
The two of them were whispering here, and no one else noticed, but Yu Erbi's son, Liu Hubi, had been looking at them carefully, with the expression on his face flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Just as the pottery merchant and Yu Erbi were whispering, over there, Guo Jia was already holding a wine cup and singing loudly along with the music.
"The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the morning dew.
When spring comes, all things will shine brightly.
I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the yellow flowers and leaves will wither.
From the east to the sea, when will the rivers return to the west?
Young idler, an old beggar."
After the song was sung, everyone followed the song and cheered loudly.
But obviously, everyone is quite controversial about Guo Jia singing this song and lyrics on such an occasion.
It’s such a wonderful New Year’s day, but what you’re singing doesn’t fit the mood, right?
Why does a young man fail to work hard and an old man feel sad? Isn’t this clear that he is complaining?
But thoughts are thoughts, but words cannot be said like that.
Everyone still cheered loudly and cheered for Guo Jia.
At this time, I don’t know who raised the high-pitched tone and shouted loudly: "On this occasion, I would like to invite the Prime Minister to sing one too!"
"Yep!"
"The Prime Minister sings a song!"
"Please ask the Prime Minister to write a poem!"
Everyone was making a fuss under the influence of alcohol, while the pottery merchant shook his hands vigorously and said, "I can't do it."
Zhuge Liang said: "Teacher is a master of poetry in the world. Although his works are not many, his works can be passed down to future generations. If I don't dedicate a poem on this good day, I will not live up to today's grand occasion."
Sima Yi also said: "Teacher, please don't refuse."
Tao Shang couldn't resist the crowd, and finally sighed helplessly and said: "Tell the musicians to play a song with a higher tempo."
The musicians who struck the bell immediately changed their tune.
But I heard the pottery man playing eight beats and saying at the same time: "Singing over wine, what a life!"
"hiss!"
Everyone present immediately took a breath of cold air.
The opening of this song and lyrics is so domineering.
"It's like morning dew, it will be more bitter when it goes away."
Everyone, look at me, look at me... The Prime Minister has just turned twenty-five, why is he lamenting that the past has been much harder? Why does the artistic conception in this word feel like an old man?
How could I say that the Prime Minister is an expert? People in their twenties... are as afraid of death as those in their fifties and sixties.
"Generosity should be treated with generosity, and worries will be unforgettable. How can we relieve worries? Only Du Kang."
This sentence has truly touched everyone's heart! Is there any worry in the world that a drink can't solve?
"Qing Qing Zi Jin, my heart is still in my heart. But for the sake of you, I still ponder it."
After hearing this, everyone sighed together, the Prime Minister is indeed a person who loves talents.
"Yo yo, the deer roars, eating the apples of the wild."
What's going on with this sentence? Where do the deer and mugwort come from in the middle of winter?
"I have a guest, who plays the harp and sheng. It's as clear as the moon, when can I shake it off..."
When the potter sang the penultimate line, "The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep.", he paused.
This last line cannot be sung in this situation.
Looking at the expectant eyes of everyone, the pottery merchant put down the wine cup, gently collected his breath, and said: "That's it, let's break up the meeting!"
"What?"
Everyone was immediately anxious: "Prime Minister, you seem to have missed something, right?"
The potter shook his head and said: "It's not bad!"
"No, it must be bad! It can't keep up with the rhythm at all." Everyone is not stupid. How can the song end with an odd number and the rhythm?
"If I say it's not bad, it's not bad. Go back and sleep now. Who is talking nonsense! I won't let him survive the first grade of junior high school... let's call it a night!"