Xiao Qinghuan

Chapter 132 [New Year's Eve Extra] It's another year of spring

Chonghua two years, New Year's Eve.

New Year's Eve is a big day, and Jiang Mansion has been busy since the morning of New Year's Eve.The new year's goods are all prepared in advance, and the New Year's Day rewards in the mansion will be distributed on the 28th. Until the [-]th, everyone in the mansion has changed into new clothes, and the kitchens have been fired from the morning, busy and full of anger .

It was the first time for Yan Qing to spend the mortal Spring Festival in this world of mortals. Early in the morning, Xiao Jiangling, who was bluffing, held up candied haws and blocked him in the yard, insisting that Yan Qing take her to smash ice lanterns.

The ice lantern was specially prepared by Jiang Xiaohan for the two children in the mansion in the first few nights. He found a skilled craftsman to carve it for several days, and carved a pattern of Chang'e flying to the moon according to Jiang Ling's preference.If it's just that, that's all. The skilled craftsman carved the lamp, and somehow he used a trick to spread a layer of sugar water on the outside of the lamp, then threw it into a special cage, and froze three layers on the outside of the lamp. Four layers of ice shell.

The ice shell outside is crystal clear, and the ice lamp is hanging in the far spherical ice shell, which looks really beautiful.

I heard that the outer ice shell is as thin as a cicada's wing, and a thin blade is used to make a mark on the inside. As long as you lightly tap on the top, the ice shell will spread out like a lotus flower and shatter on the ground.Then put candles in the lantern of Chang'e Flying to the Moon, and the gentle fire light falls on the wall of the lamp, and it takes a whole night to melt.

This lamp can only be knocked on during the New Year's Eve night, and Mr. Jiang has to go to tease the children one night in advance.Holding Jiang Ling in his arms, he talked vividly and vividly for two sticks of incense, until he seduced the child so much that he laughed, and then let go of him.

Mr. Jiang walked around Kunlun, and he didn't know what kind of temper he had acquired. After raising his body, he became less and less like an elder. In addition, he hadn't seen Jiang Ling for more than half a year, so he had to tease the children whenever he could.Yan Qing lost his temper because of the quarrel between his father and daughter, so they could only hit each other with [-] boards, and each of them was punished by copying the three-character scriptures twice.

On the second New Year's Eve, Jiang Xiaohan went to the palace to participate in the ritual of exorcising evil spirits as usual. Jiang Ling looked through the crack of the door for a long time, making sure that Jiang Xiaohan had really gone out, and then went to act like a baby with the soft-hearted Yan Qing.

The little girl in the family was so spoiled by Jiang Xiaohan, she was cute and smart, and it was really hard to resist being coquettish.However, Mr. Jiang seemed to have expected this scene before going out in the morning, and he smiled and instructed Yan Qing, saying that there is only one lamp, and it can only be smashed together when everyone gathers at night.

"Daddy—" Xiao Jiangling tugged on Yan Qing's cuff childishly, and tiptoed to hand the candied haws to his hand: "You eat this."

The little girl is good at acting like a baby, she is full of thoughts written on her face, but she just doesn't say anything, she throws herself into Yan Qing's arms with her arms outstretched, blinking her eyes, piercing people's hearts pitifully.

It's no good that she is Jiang Xiaohan's girl, and people will believe that she is her own.

Yan Qing knelt down and touched her little head in embarrassment.

Mr. Jiang didn't care about the aftermath of the disaster he caused himself, so he went to the palace to attend the banquet gracefully.He had raised his body in Kunlun for more than half a year, and he just returned to Beijing a few months ago.The officials in the capital made a lot of calculations. Seeing that Jiang Xiaohan was welcomed back into the cabinet as soon as he came back, and he became the emperor's teacher again in a few days, he knew that his confidant's status would not fall. Taking advantage of the opportunity of New Year's Eve to catch him would be a meal The genuine and false greetings, although they are just ordinary politeness, can't stand up to too many people, it is always an annoyance.

Fortunately, Ning Yan asked Ning Huaijin to come over to help him out, saying that he had something to talk about after not seeing him for a long time, and led him to the upper study room to sit for a while, and finally had a moment of leisure.

Jiang Xiaohan entered the palace at Chenshi, and at [-]:[-], the ritual of getting rid of evil spirits ended in the palace.The young Jing Zhan couldn't take the lead by himself, so he didn't preside over the ceremony. He just stood there blankly as a mascot. Once the ceremony was over, he quietly retreated, turned left and right, and stood By Jiang Xiaohan's side.

There were only two "important ministers" who were in official positions in Jiang's mansion, standing silently in a corner of the hall... whispering.

"Father, Ah Ling will definitely ask Master to ask for the lamp." Jing Zhan said affirmatively: "The little girl is so difficult to resist, what do you think you are teasing her for?"

"I know." Mr. Jiang took the time to pat the non-existent dust on his sleeves, and said earnestly: "Your master's ice-like figure is not very down-to-earth. Give him some fun and let him Experience the family happiness of mortals."

Jing Zhan: "..."

Nonsense, you just want to see him be at a loss and complain about you, Jing Zhan slandered.

Ning Yan Dongyue was enthroned, but he had just been enthroned for more than a year, and he still valued filial piety. Even this year's Longevity Festival was avoided, and the New Year's Eve banquet was naturally avoided. Only the close and important ministers had the lunch together. Even if it's a loose seat.

After noon, after paying homage to Ning Yan, Jiang Xiaohan brought Jing Zhan back home.

The red lanterns in the inner courtyard of the Jiang Mansion had already been hung up, and before Jiang Xiaohan's bicycle frame stopped at the door, he heard Jiang Ling's bluffing footsteps running out.

At the bottom of the steps at the gate of the mansion, there were scraps of paper left by the children after they fired cannons. Jiang Xiaohan helped Jiang Mo's hand out of the car, looking at the gate of the mansion with some emotion.In the first few years, Jiang's mansion observed the filial piety for several years, and Jiang Xiaohan would enter the palace every New Year's Eve to celebrate the new year. I don't know how long it has been so lively.

Xiao Jiang Ling heard the news just now, and couldn't wait for Jiang Xiaohan to enter the door, stepped over the threshold happily, and ran out to meet people.

"Father!"

"Hey." Jiang Xiaohan spread his hands with a smile, bent down and took Jiang Ling into his arms, and hugged him.Jiang Xiaohan weighed her and asked, "Has Ah Ling grown taller again?"

Hearing this, the child was overjoyed, and laughed so hard that he could see his teeth and eyes, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture on his head, making a distance of one finger, and said, "You are growing taller! Daddy said that practicing martial arts will make you grow taller than other children." Hurry up."

Jiang Xiaohan's eyes swept across the dagger in her hand, and he smiled knowingly - the little girl was here to show off.

Jiang Xiaohan had seen this sword named Xiwei before, and it was brought out by Yan Qing from Kunlun. It was actually a pair of son-mother swords, and the one Jiang Ling was holding now was exactly the son-mother sword.As the name suggests, this pair of swords is exquisite and extraordinary, and the blades are both sharp and tough. The most surprising thing is that the sword body will glow with a faint jade-colored light under the light, which looks very beautiful.

This thing was brought to the capital by Yan Qingxian Baba, who said that it happened that Jiang Ling was learning swords, and this pair of swords was just right for her to use since she was a child, and it should be a New Year's gift.

This thing was supposed to be given after New Year's greetings, but now it's in Jiang Ling's hands. I'm afraid it wasn't because Yan Qing was so entangled by Jiang Ling that he had to take out the things from the bottom of the box to coax the child.

Jing Zhan got out of the car following Jiang Xiaohan, and sighed helplessly when he saw this.

While speaking, Yan Qing also came out from the mansion.

"Back?" Yan Qing asked warmly.

"Your Majesty is still in the period of filial piety, so the evening banquet is saved, and tomorrow's greetings from all nations will also be kept simple." Jiang Xiaohan put down Jiang Ling with a smile, motioned Jing Zhan to take his sister into the house first, and walked towards Yan Qing by himself, smiling Said: "We can have a quiet year."

"That's good." Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, he was impatient to deal with those social occasions, if Jiang Xiaohan didn't have to go out, it would be great for him.

On days like New Year's Eve, the servants of Jiang's mansion will more or less add some joy to their clothes, Jiang Ling even wore a red suit, only Yan Qing was still wearing a water-colored coat, looking a little plain some.

"It's just why Ah Qing is dressed like this." Jiang Xiaohan asked knowingly: "Jiang Mo didn't cut you new clothes? You really are getting more and more incapable of doing things."

"No, this is the new one." Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, then glanced down at the clothes around her body, found nothing wrong, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaohan looked at him with a smile for a while, and then said: "It's good-looking, but it's too plain... New Year's Eve, it doesn't matter if you don't have a lottery."

As he said, he lowered his head and looked around himself, and finally took off a chalcedony buckle braided with red rope from his waist, and tied it on Yan Qing's belt involuntarily.

"Hey——" Yan Qing subconsciously wanted to hide, Master Jiang followed closely, his fingers fluttering, and he succeeded in the blink of an eye.

The red string was wrapped twice around the exquisite chalcedony, and the red tassels were hanging obediently, becoming the only bright color on Yan Qingzhou's body.

"Okay." Jiang Xiaohan pulled Yan Qing's hand with a smile, and said with a soft smile, "It's Chinese New Year."

What an intimate thing it is to exchange personal accessories, let alone in public.Yan Qing lowered her eyes subconsciously, being dazzled by the bright red color.

—So even the tips of his ears turned red.

Jiang Xiaohan smiled without saying a word, dragged him to the mansion, and casually talked about other things: "Didn't the little girl say that she would only give the sword during the New Year's greetings? Now that I have given it, what should I do with the New Year's greetings money?"

It's fine if he didn't talk about it, but when he talked about it, Yan Qing remembered that he deliberately teased the child and let go of it, and looked at him complainingly from the side.

It's a pity that Mr. Yan's glance was harmless, and Mr. Jiang accepted it all without any burden.

Yan Qing has not been with him for a day or two, and upon seeing this, he simply said: "You give the lucky money."

Jiang Xiaohan laughed loudly when he heard the words, obviously he seemed to have suffered a loss, but the joy in his brows and eyes was quite a bit, and he said subduedly: "Okay, I will give it to me."

On New Year's Eve, according to the custom, the door must be closed after all the family members come back. The folk speech is called sticking pairs.Originally, Jiang Mo was supposed to do this job, but who knew Mr. Jiang was in such a good mood today that he had to put on the airs of "the head of the family" and come in person.

Jiang Xiaohan went back to the inner courtyard and changed into casual clothes, and under Yan Qing's scorching gaze, he consciously added a cloak, and then took the two little ones at home to paste the couplets.

The ones outside the gate are under the control of servants, so they don't need to worry about it, just paste it on the main courtyard.

The couplets in the main courtyard were written by Yan Qingchen himself, with black characters on red paper and gold and ink outlines.Compared with Jiang Xiaohan's, Yan Qing's handwriting is a little less sharp and a little more chic, just right for the inner courtyard.

Jiang Ling and Jing Zhan stood on Jiang Xiaohan's left and right hands, one was holding a couplet, the other was holding a bowl of paste, looking up eagerly at his father's work.

Yan Qing stood behind them, showing Jiang Xiaohan the location with a smile.

"It's crooked." Yan Qing said, "A little bit to the left."

Jiang Xiaohan followed his words.

"Well—" Yan Qing said, "It seems that we have to go a little bit to the right."

After doing this several times, even Jiang Xiaohan came to his senses.He slapped the couplet on the wall along the seam of the door, turned his head and said with a smile: "Ah Qing's studies are broken, and he will start to torment others."

"No way." Yan Qing said seriously, "It was indeed crooked just now."

The two little ones covered their mouths and ate happily.

Master Jiang jumped down from the high ladder without anyone's support, striding towards Yan Qing's side, as if he wanted to "settle accounts".

It's a pity that Jiang Mo, who entered the door, interrupted before the words came out of his mouth.

"My lord." Jiang Mo said, "The Xie Mansion's New Year ceremony has arrived."

Xie Mansion—it was Xie Jue, Jiang Xiaohan and Yan Qing looked at each other, temporarily resting their playful thoughts.Jiang Xiaohan handed the rest of the lucky characters to Jing Zhan, and asked him to post them with Ah Ling, before turning his head and walking to the front yard with Yan Qing.

When Ning Yan ascended the throne, Xie Jue asked himself to guard the border for three years. This year he was still in the border and had not yet returned to Beijing.

"I remember, Cheng Yuan has become Xie Jiajun's military doctor?" Yan Qing asked, walking side by side with Jiang Xiaohan.

"There is such a thing." Jiang Xiaohan smiled: "Little Xie Jue, you are so lucky."

The time to speak has already reached the front yard, and five large wooden boxes have been moved in.Jiang Xiaohan usually unpacks the New Year's gifts from such close mansions, and the servants dare not move rashly.

Jiang Xiaohan picked up a box and signaled Jiang Mo to open it, and found that it was full of earthen instruments, all of which were from the frontier.

"Open them all." Jiang Xiaohan said.

Among these boxes, two boxes are local Tuyi specialties, one box of medicinal materials, and one box of gadgets for the two children.The last box left was specially for Yan Qing and Jiang Xiaohan. On the top were two cloaks with fine fur. I heard that Xie Jue hunted them by himself when he was free. Everything is for two people.

Things are not expensive, but it is better to have intentions.Even if it shows closeness, it will not give people the excuse of forming a party for personal gain, and it is really progressing.

"Cheng Yuan is very capable." Yan Qing said.

"That's not true." Jiang Xiaohan waved his hand, signaling his servants to take these things to the private treasury, and said, "Cheng Yuan seems to be young, but he has a very careful heart...it's quite suitable for Xie Jue."

"He's the only one left in the Xie family. I thought you wouldn't agree even if you wouldn't persuade him to pass on the incense." Yan Qing said.

"If a person lives a lifetime, if he can live happily and die peacefully, he will be considered a great blessing." Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile, "Xie Jue is alive now, and he is still living very well. I think Xie Yongming is already very pleased... As for the [-]-[-]% If you don’t like it, just ignore it.”

Mr. Jiang has always said that everything is reasonable, and even crooked ones can make sense.

After the end of time, no one came to the door again.Jiang Xiaohan rested comfortably for a while, and when Jiang Mo came into the room to call him, it was almost dark when he opened his eyes again.

The prepared lamps and candles in Jiang Mansion have been lit, and sporadic fireworks began to rise into the sky outside the capital.Jiang Xiaohan stood up in his clothes, wiped his face with a warm towel to refresh himself, and then went out fully dressed.

Yan Qing was sitting in the courtyard, surrounded by a charcoal basin, cutting window grilles for Jiang Ling.When he held the sword, his hand was steady and accurate without any deviation, and he did not hesitate to cut the window grilles. On the stone table next to him were spread out a few finished cuts, all of which were exquisite and lovely.

Jiang Xiaohan leaned over to take a look, and even found a pattern of candied haws among them.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stepped up to interrupt Jiang Ling's enslavement.

"Okay, you can give me whatever you want, little girl. You are softer than me." Jiang Xiaohan took the scissors from Yan Qing's hand and said, "Come with me somewhere before the food gift arrives."

"Where are you going?" Yan Qing asked, and he had already stood up with Jiang Xiaohan.

"Go...well, go to the ancestral hall to burn incense." Jiang Xiaohan said.

Jiang Xiaohan's eyes flickered when he spoke, as if subconsciously trying to hide, but then moved back by himself.If Yan Qing didn't really understand him, she would have thought that he was really so righteous.

Yan Qing smiled, and was about to agree, but Jiang Ling didn't know which muscle was poked, and jumped off the stool awkwardly, hugging Jiang Xiaohan's leg.

"Father won't go." Jiang Ling said anxiously, "Father, don't beat yourself again."

Jiang Ling was young, and the only time he had a bad impression of the ancestral hall.

Jiang Xiaohan: "..."

Yan Qing frowned slightly, and looked up at Jiang Xiaohan.

"...cough." Lord Jiang covered his lips and let out a dry cough, quickly pulled Jiang Ling away from his lap, and said, "I..."

"What treason did you do?" Yan Qing asked, "Do you have to be beaten in the ancestral hall?"

It's true that Yan Qing is usually talkative, but at times like this, even Jiang Xiaohan dared not open his mouth to fool him.

Jiang Xiaohan is the head of the direct line of the Jiang family, if he hadn't done some major deeds of rebellious officials and thieves, why would he be beaten in the ancestral hall.Yan Qing frowned and glanced at Jiang Ling again.

Yan Qing herself didn't know about this, and Jing Zhan probably didn't know about it either.Ever since he reunited with Jiang Xiaohan, the two of them almost ate and slept together, if there was something he didn't understand——

While thinking about it, he was slightly taken aback: "Are you..."

Yan Qing was thinking about it, Jiang Xiaohan saw that he had guessed it, so he didn't say anything, just smiled at Yan Qing, and pulled him back.

On New Year's Eve, the ancestral hall also had to offer sacrifices to the ancestors. Some servants had already prepared incense candles as a tribute. Jiang Xiaohan took Yan Qing to burn incense in front of the tablets of the Jiang family's ancestors, and respectfully knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times.

Jiang Xiaohan knew that Yan Qing would not kneel to the sky or kneel down, and was about to say that it would be fine to let him burn the incense sticks, when he saw that Yan Qing had already bent down to take the futon from the side, and kowtowed too.

Jiang Xiaohan couldn't stop him, and said, "You..."

"Your elder." Yan Qing said, "It should."

Yan Qing stood up from the ground and saluted with Kunlun's etiquette before turning to look at Jiang Xiaohan.

Jiang Xiaohan sighed half-truthfully, and waved at Yan Qing: "Then let's see."

Mr. Jiang's face was calm, but the right hand hanging by his side quietly clenched his sleeve before reaching for the family tree on the stage.

The ink of the two lines written by Jiang Xiaohan a year ago has dried up, and the pure black has faded, revealing a little brown that is similar to the color of wood.

——Just like Jiang Xiaohan's innocent heart buried under the deep night, it must be placed carefully, properly treasured, and the dust on the top must be carefully brushed off bit by bit, so that the bright red and hot blood underneath can be seen.

Yan Qing brushed the paper with his fingertips, his eyes felt a little hot.

Yan Qing couldn't say he was ashamed of Jiang Xiaohan's struggling alone for a few months a year ago, because it was too disrespectful to Jiang Xiaohan to say so.But Yan Qing felt sorry for him, not only for what he had suffered, but also for how he was still stubbornly planning for the future of the "two people" in such a situation.

Jiang Xiaohan put all his willpower on Yan Qing.For this alone, Yan Qing couldn't remain calm.

"I..." Yan Qing coughed, covering up the abnormality in her voice, and said firmly, "I will never abandon you again."

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Xiaohan played Tai Chi, calmly comforting him: "...why is he clingier than Ah Ling."

As Jiang Xiaohan said, he stuffed an ink-stained pen into Yan Qing's hand.

"A Ling came by himself back then." Jiang Xiaohan said, "So you..."

In front of the ancestors, Mr. Jiang rarely lost his face, he couldn't continue, so he just handed over the genealogy to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing looked at him for a moment, leaned over, and pressed the page.But he didn't write, but turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaohan, and asked, "Is this how Ah Ling came?"

Jiang Xiaohan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled suddenly.

"Here." Jiang Xiaohan said as he leaned over, stretched out his hand to hold Yan Qing's hand holding the pen, and led Yan Qing to write on the page just like he had brought Jiang Ling back then.

Jiang Xiaohan wanted to cross out the previous two sentences, but Yan Qing didn't seem to agree, he took Jiang Xiaohan's hand sideways, and wrote his name next to those two lines.

Mr. Yan is much more worry-free than Xiao Jiangling. He can write his name beautifully without the help of others.

"Okay...cough, okay." Yan Qing put together the family tree and handed it to Jiang Xiaohan, not bothering to take another look.

Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile: "A dignified descendant of Kunlun, this kneeling is justified, and it doesn't count as a loss of your tolerance."

Yan Qing wanted to say something again when he heard the words, but because of the occasion, he swallowed it back.

Jiang Xiaohan knew that he was thin-skinned, so he stopped joking, pulled Yan Qing and bowed again, and exited the ancestral hall.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw Jing Zhan and Jiang Ling standing on the edge of the Xiaoyue Gate not far away, looking this way, wishing they could prick up their ears together.

Jiang Xiaohan: "..."

"It's getting late now." Jiang Xiaohan said, "I remember the kitchen reported that there was a steamed lotus seed cake in tonight's dim sum."

Jiang Ling shook the door frame in surprise.

"There are also kidney bean rolls." Jiang Xiaohan said.

Jing Zhan's eyes lit up.

"After a while, the palace will give food, but there will be no snacks to eat." Jiang Xiaohan pointed out.

Before Jiang Xiaohan finished speaking, the two children had already slipped away one after the other, and a chuckle came from behind him.

The child thought about it as soon as he came out, but in just a few hours, Jiang Ling had already forgotten the ice lantern that he had been thinking about before.

The weather on New Year's Eve this year is fine, the snow will not melt, the weather is dry and refreshing, and the plum blossoms in the back garden of Jiang Mansion are also in full bloom, so Jiang Xiaohan simply set the New Year's dinner in the courtyard.

It was not yet the hour, and there were only two sporadic plates of cold dishes on the moved table. Jiang Xiaohan and Yan Qing sat side by side, watching Jiang Ling's messing around with a charcoal basin.

No matter how young and mature Jing Zhan is, he is still a child under ten years old, and his eyes shine when he sees the firecrackers.Jiang Xiaohan didn't stop him, and let them play.Jiang Ling and Jing Zhan have already laid the foundation of martial arts, and it is very safe to ask Jiang Mo to help light the fire.

"Jiang Mansion hasn't been this lively for a long time." Jiang Xiaohan sprinkled a handful of melon shells into the charcoal basin, and the burning charcoal roasted the dry plant shells, making a sizzling sound.

Yan Qing looked at him sideways.

"The New Year's rules in the palace are strict. My father is not at home every year, and my mother and I are the only ones at home to watch the New Year." Jiang Xiaohan's profile is reflected in the firelight, and his beautiful peach eyes are full of gentleness: "Later, I also took the official position. I have to go to the palace with my father to have a banquet, and after that—”

After Mrs. Jiang died, Jiang's mansion began to observe filial piety, and Jiang Xiaohan's mansion ran around in the inner palace, and there was no more Ansheng year.

- until today.

Yan Qing peeled a small orange and put it in Jiang Xiaohan's palm.

"Sweet." Yan Qing said.

Jiang Xiaohan smiled, peeled an orange and stuffed it into his mouth.This basket of oranges was a tribute from the palace, the flesh was plump and indeed sweet.

"It's really sweet." Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile, "I've eaten bitter and astringent ones, but if I eat sweet ones, it's even sweeter."

The orange peels were thrown into the charcoal basin by Yan Qing, and the fresh peel aroma was baked by the charcoal basin, sweet and slightly bitter.

But this is good, if it is only sweet without bitterness, the taste will not be as memorable as this.

"But having said that," Jiang Xiaohan said, "Master is not coming today, so I still have some regrets."

As early as two months ago, Jiang Xiaohan wrote to Lu Feng, wanting to invite him to the capital to celebrate the New Year together.

Mr. Jiang was born as a literati, and he was well-mannered. He spent an entire hour writing this letter respectfully and respectfully, just like his father-in-law, before handing it over to the post office to take away.

He wrote three pages eloquently. On the first page, he first showed his respect for Lu Feng. On the second page, he talked about benevolence and filial piety with emotion and reason for a long time. On the last page, he wrote about the serious business.

Who knew that Lu Feng who received the letter didn't read the first two pages at all, and skipped to the last page, glanced at it twice, rubbed the ink, and wrote a reply letter neatly.

There were only two words written on the letter - not to go.

Jiang Xiaohan only received this reply letter on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, and when he received it, he studied the letter for a long time before he casually ran to ask Yan Qing if Lu Feng still didn't want to set foot in the capital or something.

"No—he just finds it troublesome and noisy." Yan Qing sighed, as if she was also very helpless: "I said you don't need to call him, he is used to it, doesn't care about these etiquettes, and doesn't like to join in the fun .”

So Jiang Xiaohan didn't insist anymore, he just arranged for someone to send New Year gifts to Kunlun, that's all.

As soon as Haishi passed, the food from the palace arrived in Jiangfu.To show respect, every New Year's Eve, the ruler will give food to his favorite ministers to show his honor and favor.The order and quantity of the dishes given are very particular, and most of them are given one by one family. Only Jiangfu is not only the first name, but also received two dishes in a row.

Jiang Xiaohan thought for a while, and brought Jing Zhan to his knees to receive the gift of heaven.

Yan Qing didn't come out to join in the fun, he took Jiang Ling and waited for the food to be served in the inner courtyard.After the food was given, it was time for Jiang Manor's New Year's dinner. Jiang Ling lay at the table, watching with great interest the people in the mansion carrying food boxes to the inner courtyard.

Jiang Xiaohan came in through the main entrance with the dishes from the palace, took off his cloak beside the charcoal basin, and stretched out his hands to warm the fire.

The New Year's dinner on the table is almost ready. This year, there are two children in the family, so I added a few sweet snacks that children like.

A small jar of Tusu wine was placed in the porcelain jar where the wine was warmed, and was brought up together.

Tusu wine can eliminate filth and detoxify, and should be drunk every year.Yan Qing took two small wine cups and poured a glass for each of the two small ones.

Jing Zhan and Jiang Ling were still young, and they couldn't stand it at this hour. Their eyelids were swaying, and they stared at the dishes on the table and blinked.Seeing this, Jiang Xiaohan picked up the chopsticks and took a casual bite on the table, then put two small ones to start the table ahead of time.

At the end of Haishi, Jiang Ying brought all the people in Jiangfu in to pay New Year's greetings. Jiang Xiaohan wanted to give Yan Qing a prestige, so he handed over this year's New Year's ceremony to him. After sending out, he added another [-]%, saying it was for Yan Qing present.

All the people in Jiangfu were naturally grateful and thanked them repeatedly.

As it gets closer to Zi, the fireworks in Beijing become more and more colorful. They compete with each other so much that they only make the dark night as bright as day.

Naturally, Jiangfu also had fireworks, which were placed in the corner of the courtyard earlier, and they were only set off after midnight.Not long after, the ice lantern that Jiang Ling had forgotten was also brought into the inner courtyard by Jiang Mo. Jiang Ling and Jing Zhan were sleepy for a while, staring at the fireworks in the sky, and at the ice lantern in the yard for a while.

The remaining stick of incense seemed to be too long, Jiang Ling waited for a long time scratching his heart, before he waited for the sound of clappers singing outside.

Jiang Ling and Jing Zhan jumped off the stools in an instant, and stood neatly in front of Jiang Xiaohan and Yan Qing.

"Master, Happy New Year to foster father."

"Father, Daddy, Happy New Year!"

"Okay." Jiang Xiaohan agreed with a smile, and he took out two heavy purses from his sleeves like a magic trick, and stuffed them into the front of his clothes one by one.

"New year's money." Jiang Xiaohan said, "Take it."

Jiang Ling glanced at it secretly, and found that the small pouch was full of a handful of pure gold lucky bags, each of which was the size of a soybean and stuffed bulging.

"Okay." Yan Qing also responded, and he shared a glass of Tusu wine that he poured just now with each of the two young ones, and said with great care, "Keep away evil spirits and drive away evil spirits, and have a happy and healthy New Year."

Tusu wine is spicy and astringent, with a strong smell of medicine.Jing Zhan tasted a lot of medicines on weekdays, and his face remained normal after drinking, but Xiao Jiangling couldn't do it, he swallowed the wine with a bitter face, and grabbed Jing Zhanman to find some snacks.

Jiang Xiaohan looked amused, picked up the remaining half jar of Tusu wine with a smile, and poured a glass for Yan Qing and himself.

"What does Ah Qing want to tell me?" Jiang Xiaohan held up his cup, which happened to be an untouched distance.

Yan Qing took the glass of wine, reached out and clinked the glass with Jiang Xiaohan lightly.

"Peace and success, all wishes come true." Yan Qing said.

Jiang Xiaohan's eyes moved, and he drank the glass of wine with him.

After drinking this glass of wine, Yan Qing put down the glass and asked with a smile: "What about you?"

Jiang Xiaohan also laughed, he never pinned his wishes on illusory wishes, but now that Yan Qing asked, he really wanted to say something.

"I hope—" Jiang Xiaohan said, "every year there will be a future."

——May the new year be better than the old one.

The author says:

Happy New Year everyone! !At the beginning of this year, it really felt a little chaotic, but I still hope that it will get better and better in the future!Hope the new year is better than the old one