I Xiaoxiong

Chapter 39 On New Year's Eve
On the last day of the twelfth lunar month, the snow still hasn't come down.

So the Emperor Daojun had no choice but to issue an imperial edict to the people all over the world: it is because I respect the sky but not the city, and heaven does not snow, and all parties are guilty, and I am the one to blame.
And from the first day of the first month of the 17th year of Xuanjia to the fifteenth day of the first month, he will fast and pray for snow in Daming Palace alone.

The emperor issued an edict of guilt, and the four prime ministers must not be able to sit still.

In the Daqi Dynasty 800 years ago, there was a rule that when a natural disaster came, the Sangong resigned.

Although there is no such rule in the Jin Dynasty now, the emperor has issued an edict of guilt, and the prime minister must also ask himself to go out.

The resignations of the four prime ministers were first delivered to the East Palace, and then from the East Palace to Daming Palace.

Emperor Daojun didn't express anything, and stayed in the middle.

However, although it did not snow, good news came from Hexi Shuofang and other places.

The first one is that the Ashina tribe, a rich clan in the north, led the people to attach to the south.

The second is that Hu Ligun, the old Khan of the Golden Horde, failed to survive this cold winter and went to see their Longevity Heaven.

The first thing is good governance. After all, the attachment of foreign races shows that the fortune of the Jin Dynasty is prosperous.

As for the second matter, it is actually not a good thing, but in September and October, after all, there was a battle with the Golden Horde, and now the enemy's monarch has died, that is undoubtedly a good thing.

Thanks to these two good news, the firecrackers on New Year's Eve can finally make people feel a little more festive.

On New Year's Eve, as the eldest son of the family, Fu Huaichuan, acting as the head of the clan, led a group of clan members, including third uncle Fu Maoren and fifth uncle Fu Maoxin in Beijing, to worship their ancestors in the ancestral hall.

After the prostration ceremony, burn incense one by one.

Even Fu Yuchuan, who has always been a bit stubborn, seemed extremely respectful at the moment. After all, if he dared to do something demonic on this occasion, he would just wait for the family law to do it.

After the ancestor worship is completed, it is customary to have a New Year's Eve dinner to watch the year. In the main hall of the Duke's Mansion, because the head of the family is not there, the seat of the head is vacant.

The rest of the men also sat around two tables, and several tables were made by the female family members, all of whom were from the lineage of the old British Duke Fu Xun.

Fu Maoren, who was sitting next to the main seat, raised his glass and said: "Brother and Saburo are defending the country's borders, this cup is to wish the two of them safe in the northwest."

After a few glasses of wine, because it was a family banquet and there were no outsiders, the Duke's wife, third and fifth uncles and other elders all withdrew one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became lively without the elders.Fu Huaichuan got together with several younger brothers and cousins ​​of the same generation, and each of them was a bit more public than usual.

"Third brother doesn't know what can come back, and second brother and Jiulang, we brothers haven't been together for several years."

Silang Fu Weichuan is the eldest son of the third uncle Fu Maoren. He is the same year as Fu Jinchuan, with only a few days of birthday difference. Although they are cousins, they have not been separated since they were young because of their similar age, so they are no different from brothers.

"That's right, the third brother has made a name for himself. When he comes back, I must let him talk about the scenery of Hexi."

Liulang Fu Minchuan, only fourteen, has always admired his third brother Fu Jinchuan the most. He is the son of Fu Jinchuan's late fourth uncle, and he also liked to dance with knives and guns since he was a child.

Balang Fu Yuchuandao sighed and said: "Compared to listening to the third brother, I want to go to Hexi to see it. Brother, why don't I go to Hexi to see Aye and the third brother after the Chinese New Year? I haven't seen them for more than a year, you can just send me a few people. If it doesn't work, I can go by myself."

After hearing this, the eldest brother Fu Huaichuan didn't say anything, but just glanced at him.

"Balang, is it because you don't want to go to the Imperial Academy?" Shiro Weichuan said with a smile, as if he could see through Fu Balang's heart at a glance.

"Fourth brother, can we not mention Guozijian? It's too disappointing for the New Year's Eve." Fu Yuchuan's small face was like an eggplant beaten by Shuang.

"Hahahahaha."

The brothers all laughed.

Compared with the bustling British government, the Yanwang Mansion next door is much deserted.

After Yan Wang Shizi Wu Yaoshi personally distributed rewards to dozens of servants in the Hefu, he sat alone in the main hall drinking, with only one maid named Yuan Bao'er waiting beside him.

As the son of King Yan, he was well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child, and after he grew up, he was full of love, and he was a well-known playboy in Liaodong.

As for how much this dude is pretending and how much it is real, only God knows.

After Yaoshi Wu entered Shangjing, he didn't have any awareness of being a proton.He behaves quite ostentatiously, often going to places of love and moon, and praises the many tricks in the capital, which cannot be seen in Liaodong.

But today is New Year's Eve, and it's hard for Yaoshi Wu to go out and mess around in the brothel Chu Pavilion. There are not a few days in a year when the main places are closed, but New Year's Eve is definitely a day.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar came into the main hall. He looked in his early forties, his temples were slightly frosted, his face was upright, and he looked like a book.

"Why did Mr. Chen come so late?"

The middle-aged scholar surnamed Chen said with a smile: "Looking around the palace, the imperial court really cares about things. Today's secret whistle has been withdrawn. It seems that we can live a peaceful year."

Yaoshi Wu smiled and said, "Hahahaha, maybe the spies from the imperial court will celebrate the New Year too."

Mr. Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not just people from the imperial court. Whenever you go out now, there are many rogues and gangsters following you, and many of them are skilled."

This Mr. Chen, named Chen Jianzhou, is one of the guest ministers of Prince Yan's Mansion, a master of martial arts, and his strength is at the second rank.

At the same time, he is also responsible for the safety of Prince Wu's son in the capital, as well as dealing with some shady secrets.Besides martial arts, this Mr. Chen is also outstanding in intelligence, equivalent to half a teacher and half a counselor of Prince Yan's son.

Pharmacist Wu suddenly felt that it was ridiculous. The imperial court monitored him, and even the street people used it. He really did everything he could.

"But where did the imperial court find people from the market to do these things?"

Chen Jianzhou said: "Did the son return the loyal Saburo you inquired about before?"

Pharmacist Wu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Of course I remember, isn't that Zhongyi Sanlang the gentleman of the British government next door? Did he go to Hexi with his father, the British government, to guard the border? During the Hexi victory some time ago, this Fu Sanlang's deeds went to the capital. It has spread. 50 people broke into the palace city at night and captured Japu Longke. I heard that they were escorted to the capital a few days ago. Afterwards, they fought twice in Baiting. Cong, first of all, he used a trick to make the two armies merge. Such a person was still the leader of the Shangjing Jianghu before the border guards, really."

Pharmacist Wu couldn't think of adjectives for a while.

"Then I'm telling my son one thing. This loyal Sanlang has a fiancée, Princess Chengyang Zhao Yuanshu, the daughter of the former Emperor Wuzong, who is now in control of the Imperial City Secretary."

When Pharmacist Wu heard this, he was a little unbelievable at first, and then laughed: "But I don't want to have such a relationship, really. The British government is next door to us. Doesn't this mean that there is no secret in the mansion?"

Chen Jianzhou said: "There is no need to worry about this. I have observed that these people who have been with you recently have not had any contact with the British government. That Fu Balang never made any other moves when he came to the mansion to look for you. That loyal Saburo His team should have been handed over to Princess Chengyang before leaving."

"The recent rumors about going to the capital have nothing to do with us, right?"

Chen Jianzhou shook his head, "We don't have to do such a thing, it was done by people from Jiangnan and Hongliandao. I guess even if this majesty can endure it, that princess may not be able to endure it, and it is possible to do something recently .”

A stone fell to the ground in Wu Yaoshi's heart, and then suddenly remembered something. "Mr. Chen, I must marry a princess when I come to the capital, but I still don't know which highness it is. The princesses who are of the right age in the capital are nothing more than Princess Zhao Yuanhui of Shanyin and Princess Jiyang Zhao Yuanyi. And this Chengyang The princess is Zhao Yuanshu. Do you think it is possible?"

Chen Jianzhou shook his head and said: "It's impossible, not at all. Unless the princess is willing to elope with you. The emperor has no choice but to marry you. But Princess Chengyang and Fu Langjun are childhood sweethearts, and the two have a deep affection. Even if you want to be strong, you can't do it. She is a swordsman genius, and now she has entered the third rank. Every time she travels, she must be accompanied by masters in the palace. You still have to catch her attention. There is no chance. Princess Jiyang Zhao Yuanyi heard that she is very interested in you. You might as well consider her, after all she is."

Pharmacist Wu saw that Chen Jianzhou stopped talking, and asked anxiously, "What is it after all?"

"After all, Her Royal Highness is not very smart."

"Good control?"

Chen Jianzhou couldn't answer these words, after all, this was beyond the scope of what he should say, so he immediately changed the topic.

"Why do you suddenly think of this episode? Could it be that you have seen Princess Chengyang?"

Yaoshi Wu said: "One time I went to Washe with Fu's Balang to listen to books. Wasn't it to inquire about Fu Sanlang's news? In the end, I met Princess Chengyang in the Washe. Let me tell you, Mr. Chen, I also count I have read countless women, but I have never seen such a woman."

Pharmacist Wu's thoughts quickly returned to the scene where he saw Zhao Yuanshu in that cottage a month ago, and he said while drinking.

"Wearing a white robe, with a slender figure, picturesque black eyebrows, and phoenix eyes, long and narrow and charming. The skin is as white as jade, the standard melon-shaped face of a beauty, wearing men's clothing, extraordinary handsome, not like ordinary things in the world"

"Mr. Chen, do you know that I have never met such a woman before. She is not like the kind of fairy who has a celestial aura and does not eat the fireworks of the world. On the contrary, she has a very terrestrial atmosphere, which makes people feel close. But look at her again." At a glance, I feel that she is on the top of the mountain, like the bright moon in the sky, lonely and cold."

"It's a pity, it's a pity. Ever since I heard about Fu Sanlang, I thought that such a character would live up to his youthful youth. He can be arrogant and unreasonable in the market, and he can also gallop on the battlefield, showing off his might to foreigners, and this Waiting for the fiancee."

"I'm so fucking jealous of him, I just can't help but be a fucking dude."

At the end of the talk, Yaoshi Wu was a little too drunk, lying on the table and talking nonsense.

Yuan Bao'er wanted to stop His Royal Highness from continuing to drink several times, but she was stopped by Chen Jianzhou.

She also understands that today is a rare time for the son to indulge.

It is indulgent to linger in the place of sensuality every day, but I have never been able to tell all the thoughts in my heart like today.

He couldn't, and didn't dare.

But on New Year's Eve, in front of Chen Jianzhou and Yuan Baoer, he was finally able to speak his mind.

This is the real "indulgence" for a son of a feudal prince who is a hostage in Beijing.

(End of this chapter)