Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1280 The beginning of the second year of Jian'an

The last day of the first year of Jian'an.

Lunar New Year's eve.

At this time, the Minghou Mansion had already started the New Year's rest holiday, and apart from the officials on duty, there seemed to be a lot of people missing in the whole mansion in an instant.

After all, getting rid of the old year and welcoming the new year is a relatively important day in the hearts of countless people, a day for family reunion.

Early in the morning.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Mu Jing was tidied up by two virtuous daughters-in-law for a long time, comparing everything from hair to boots and accessories.

After they cleaned up completely, Mu Jing felt that he seemed to be different.

A man depends on his clothes, a horse depends on his saddle.

This is absolutely true.

At this moment, he is wearing a Han-style robe, the theme color of the robe is dark red, the embroidery needles are mainly dark gold, he wears a jade crown on his head, and the belt around his waist is a white dragon belt , the waist is a white jade glazed jade pendant.

The whole person has less heavy tones, more ways to live, and more handsome and suave temperament.

"You wait for me at home at night, I will come back to watch the new year!"

Mujing was very satisfied with the look, so he said to the two wives with a smile.

For protagonists like Mu Jing, New Year's Eve is not just a casual holiday, but also an opportunity to win people's hearts. There is a program today.

After the official business is late, it is a private matter.

"Husband, don't drink so much wine!" Cai Yan said gently.

"Don't worry, I'm smart, I won't give them a chance this time!"

Mu Jing patted his chest and said.

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In the morning, Mu Jing personally walked through several government offices, science and technology institutes, military workshops, etc. There will be no holidays in these places, and even if they are promising, they still work in three shifts without stopping.

So he has to go to condolences in person.

Don't think it's just a showmanship, but it's such a simple showmanship, enough to make many people give up on him.

This is the heart of the people.

People's hearts seem complicated, but they are actually very simple things. What they want is not power or wealth, but respect.

It is the greatest comfort to them that Mujing can think about them on New Year's Eve, and it will even make them work harder.

Afternoon is a street parade.

Mainly to have fun with the people.

From the wharf back to the section of the avenue of Minghou Mansion, there will be countless people who hear the news and watch Mujing, and Mujing, he needs to interact with the people on the street.

This is also a manifestation of the will of the people.

After walking around according to the procedure, the hearts of the people in Yudu City can be regarded as being accepted by Mujing.

Beginning in the evening, it is the dinner party.

The New Year's Eve dinner, with all the officials participating, is an event where the officials get closer to Mu Jing, which can also eliminate some of their awe of Mu Jing and make them more intimate.

The dinner party went well.

Seeing this crowd, Mu Jing was particularly pleased.

Minghou Mansion is no longer just two or three kittens.

They will all be the foundation of the Minghou Mansion, each of these officials is very important in Mu Jing's eyes, and they will be the pillars of the Minghou Mansion.

Holding the wine cup in person, Mu Jing walked by row by row, having a drink with every official.

"Oh, I remember you, your name is Yu Yin, Yu Tongrao, and Fa Cao is in charge, and your name is recorded in "Ming Ke"!"

After Mu Jing drank, he could no longer remember his promise to Cai Yan, his little face turned red, but his mind was still very clear, but he became a little relaxed, and some Meng Lang got up, patted a young man on the shoulder, and said: " The old year is over, although you worked hard last year, it was still not enough, next year you need to do your best, this Marquis is optimistic about you!"

"Don't worry, my lord, I will do my best to capture the Minghou Mansion and do good things for Facao!"

Yu Yin was a little excited. As a scholar born in a poor family, he chose the best path to enter the Minghou Mansion, which could be remembered by Mu Jing. He was very excited and felt that he had lived up to what he had learned in the past thirty years.

Next, Mu Jing's movements became more and more violent.

But it was his actions that in turn stirred up the atmosphere. The Minghou Mansion opened up and governed itself, just like the court, where there are many factions in the court, which is what it should be.

On weekdays, they still have a bit of fear, which one should be close to, and which one should not be close to.

But today, with Mujing Zhuyu in front, they can be easily brought together, they won't worry too much about their positions, and they just drink away with each other.

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The New Year's Eve dinner, before Haishi, has already stayed overnight.

When Mujing returned to the backyard, the breath coming out of his mouth was the smell of alcohol. After being blown by the cool wind, he regained consciousness a bit, and walked in with reluctant steps.

"Tell you not to drink so much!"

Cai Yan and Zhang Ning waited for a long time, but a drunkard came back.

"Sister, let me tell you that my hangover medicine will come in handy!" Zhang Ning ruthlessly gulped Mujing the medicine.

After about half a quarter of an hour, Mujing's sanity recovered a lot.

"Hehehe!"

Mu Jing rubbed his nose, and said bitterly: "At first I wanted to make a point, but Xi Zhicai, Huang Zhong and the others coaxed me together, so I couldn't hold it anymore!"

Drinking with civil officials, fighting with military generals, regardless of whether they are civil officials or military generals, they are all a bunch of wine baskets, and Mujing fights with them, it is like a moth to a flame.

Before the new year, worship is inevitable.

On the flank of the backyard, there is an ancestral hall.

To enshrine the spirit of one person.

Mushan.

When Mu Jing came to this world, he was not interested in the so-called ancestors. The only person he respected was his father. His father was really kind to him, down to the core.

Even sometimes, Mu Jing would feel a little ashamed, feeling that he had replaced Mu Shan's son's life and enjoyed this family affection on his behalf.

In Mujing's whole life, there were actually few things that he regretted.

the only one.

He couldn't keep his father.

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Under the ancestral hall, in front of the spiritual tablet, Mu Jing knelt down, Cai Yan and Zhang Ning also knelt behind him, and the three of them bowed to the spiritual tablet in front of them together.

"Father, rest in peace, the child will make the Mu clan the ruler of the world!"

Mujing's voice was low.

He said this in his heart.

Today, he said it because he told the old man to listen.

Cai Yan and Zhang Ning looked at Mu Jing's tall and straight back, and didn't say anything. It's not necessary to look at the result, they are the people next to the pillow, so how can they not understand Mu Jing's heart.

"Tonight is to watch the old age for my husband, you go to rest!"

Mujing said.

Keeping the old age is a custom.

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In Xudu's Little Palace.

The bustling atmosphere outside the palace continued to boil, but inside the palace, it was deserted and deserted. There was no atmosphere of welcoming the new year at all, but the atmosphere of a dead person.

Liu Xie came out of the palace, put on a robe, stood on the steps of the door, raised his head, and looked at the sky.

"Jian'an!"

He said to himself in a low voice: "It's really ironic."

This is the old year of the first year of Jian'an.

From Chuping to Jian'an, he seemed to be struggling, but he couldn't get out.

From Dong Zhuo to Cao Cao.

He is not an opponent.

At this moment, he seemed a little sad and angry, and there was a special emotion in his heart that could not be vented. He felt sorry for the ancestors and the country of the great man.

"Your Majesty, it's night, let the wind dry!"

A beautiful woman also came out of the palace.

"Zitong, in fact, you don't have to suffer this kind of suffering with me!" Liu Xie held the hand of the beautiful woman beside him: "If you stay in Chang'an, why are you doing this?"

"Wherever your majesty is, so will my concubine!" Fu Shou smiled slightly.

But in her heart, she was extremely sad.

That devilish face seemed to appear in front of her again, pushing her to the end of the endless nightmare.

"Zitong, tell me, isn't I very useless!" Liu Xie can pretend to be stupid, but he rarely shows weakness. At this moment, in front of his queen, he couldn't help showing his weakness.

"Your Majesty, you are the Ninth Five-Year Lord, why do you think that you are a useless person, the world today is your universe, and now, you are just a dragon in the abyss!"

Fu Shou said comfortingly: "The ancestors of the great Han Dynasty will always protect you. You must not be depressed. What the emperor does, even if there are treacherous ministers, it will be in vain. Wait until the day when you are in charge of the universe, it will be the end of the day." When those despicable people are wiped out, then we will purge the imperial court and regain the country!"

"Zi Tong rests my heart!"

Liu Xie's gloomy eyes suddenly became brighter: "I am too weak, but I am the emperor after all. This year will pass, and next year will come. Brightness will always come!"

Suddenly he was not so afraid.

"Your Majesty is wise!" Fu Shou smiled, dimpled sweetly.

"Zitong, it's very cold here, go and rest first!" Liu Xie patted her on the shoulder and said, "You are weak and cannot suffer from the wind and cold. I will watch the New Year here tonight!"

"Here?" Fu Shou didn't know, this is not the ancestral hall of the Han Dynasty.

"Where my heart is, it is where my ancestors are. If I am here, my ancestors must be here too. If I keep my old age here, it can be regarded as a consolation to them!"

Liu Xie has become resolute. Although it is snowy at night, he is fearless, and tenacity can make him stronger.

That night, Liu Xie was on the steps, quietly guarding...

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In the second year of Jian'an, the first day.

Prime Minister's House.

Cao Cao heard the news from the palace early in the morning.

It was Xun Yu who personally sent the news.

"Wen Ruo, do you mean that the emperor watched the New Year on the steps in front of the palace gate last night?" Cao Cao sneered: "In such a cold weather, he has a bit of courage!"

Keeping the old age is a custom.

What is kept is the ancestral hall.

The emperor has set the steps in front of the palace gate to keep the year. If the news gets out, there will be a joke. It is not the emperor who laughs, but Cao Cao.

He, Cao Cao, considered himself orthodox and controlled the court, but he couldn't even build the ancestral hall of the Han Dynasty. What about orthodoxy, it's more about the ambition of coercing the emperor to make the princes.

"The Son of Heaven's move is a bit unreasonable, but filial piety is commendable, and this night, it was windy and snowy, and it was very cold. He fell ill before the dawn of the day!"

Xun Yu cupped his hands and said, "Master, the Son of Heaven is the Son of Heaven after all, please send more doctors to ensure the safety of the Son of Heaven!"

"rest assured!"

Cao Cao said indifferently: "Your Majesty is a body of ten thousand gold, and the world is blessed. This prime minister will guarantee the safety of His Majesty!"

Xun Yu is a great talent.

However, Dacai has principles in his heart.

Cao Cao had a feeling that one day, Xun Yu might part ways with him because the way was different.

"The subordinates have surpassed!"

Looking at Cao Cao's face, Xun Yu felt a little bit bitter, bowed and then withdrew.

After Xun Yu left, Cao Cao's face became a little gloomy.

"It really doesn't stop!"

Cao Cao sighed: "It's the end of the year so that no one can live a stable life for two days. If you insist on making trouble for the Prime Minister, why are you so relieved!"

What he said, he told the emperor to listen.

Ninety-nine percent of the time when the Son of Heaven came out, he was targeting him.

As long as the dynasty is opened, I am afraid that there will be a memorial to impeach him directly.

Although he is the leader of the court, the court is not covered by him alone. Since he wants to maintain the orthodoxy of the court, he must take the right position in some positions, and it is impossible to press all his own people into it.

These days, there are quite a few people who are not afraid of death.

Back then Dong Zhuozhi was domineering, and there were quite a few people who impeached him face to face.

It's Cao Cao's turn, I'm afraid there will be more.

"Father!"

Cao Ang came in a hurry: "I heard that last night on the stone steps of Tiangong Gate, there was a New Year's Eve. Is there such a thing?"

"How do you know?"

"It's not just me, most of them already know about it, it's been rumored in the early morning!" Cao Ang replied, "We need to do something, otherwise my father's reputation may be damaged! "

"It's menacing!"

Cao Cao immediately understood.

He thought for a while: "Forget it, since that's the case, don't do anything. The more you do, the more mistakes you make, and it will arouse public anger. We don't care about these things, but we can get a stable life. They just scold me. That's all, anyway, there are not one or two people who scold me in this world, these common people, let them go, as for the palace, if the emperor is willing to make troubles, let him make troubles, he can't jump out of my Wuzhi Mountain!"

He really can't take it.

Accepted, no matter what you do, you are a loser. No one likes to lose, but it also depends on who you lose to. If you lose to Mu Jing, he still has some face.

But he is not willing to lose to today's emperor.

"Zixiu, after the new year, go to Xuzhou!" Cao Cao patted the eldest son on the shoulder, placing high hopes on him: "You should learn how to govern the place!"

Compared to Mujing who has no heirs today, Liu Xuande is just a bastard son, Cao Cao and Sun Jian, but their heirs are prosperous.

Especially Cao Cao.

Some special hobbies, like other women's women, after marrying, there are not many men who even raise children together, but Cao Cao likes this one.

He is not considered an adopted son, and has several biological sons.

The eldest son, Cao Ang, has already started to fight with him in his early years. Whether it is Wen Tao Wu Lue, he is deeply liked by him, and he is also his best heir.

"promise!"

Cao Ang nodded, and then asked, "Father, what should Guangling do?"

"Adaptation!"

Cao Cao just gave him four words.

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The arrival of the new year makes the rhythm of time go fast.

Yudu.

Minghou Mansion.

A few days of rest and bath time passed by in a flash, and with a glance, it was already the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.

After today, it's time to go back to work.

In the past few days, Mujing has really lived a comfortable life, being with his wife every day, sometimes Cai Yan will play the piano for him, and sometimes they will bring someone in to play mahjong.

Sometimes they also fish in the small pond at home.

On such a quiet day, Mu Jing especially lingers on.

It's just that the better days always pass.

Open your eyes, another beginning.

The beginning of the second year of Jian'an.

(End of this chapter)