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Chapter 70
Neither the clothing factory nor the cosmetics factory have annual holidays. It is understandable that the clothing factory does not have a holiday, but it is really unclear that the cosmetics factory does not have a holiday because there are orders.

The master looked at Li Mo resentfully, three times the salary, you really don't take money seriously, and you have been paid three times the salary for three consecutive days.

If you are not in charge, you don’t know how expensive it is. The cosmetics factory has only been open for a few days now, and it hasn’t produced any products, let alone orders. Why are you working overtime?

Maybe the master's gaze was too scorching, or maybe Li Mo finally realized with conscience: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The master pinched his own people, how could there be such a county magistrate, is it too late to resign now?
The master is angry: "It's okay."

Ganqing is the only one who is worrying blindly, and his mood is not good in an instant.

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, turned around, and went out, leaving Li Mo behind.

Li Mo: Did I provoke you again?Wow, so dragging.

The people in the yamen are public servants, and many of them cannot take vacations. This happens every year, and everyone is used to it.

For three days from the first to the third day of junior high school, Li Mo gave all the staff three times the wages, which made everyone so happy that they were about to fly. This is a good thing that has never happened before.

All the servants: "Long live my lord, long live my lord."

The master was so frightened that he quickly stopped it: "Keep your voice down, you don't want your heads anymore?"

Li Mo joked with a smile: "Do you want to take back the decision to triple the salary?"

Everyone: "A gentleman's word is hard to follow."

Li Mo: I am not a gentleman, I can change my mind at any time.

The people who built the reservoir had a holiday on the 29th, and it is now in the final stage. After the beginning of the new year, there will be half a month of work, which will not affect everyone's spring plowing production.

All the staff of the logistics company rushed back to Songjiang County at noon on the New Year's Eve.

Normally, all the staff of the logistics company can go home on vacation. After all, they are field workers, unlike the yamen servants who are on duty in the garment factory or the yamen, but seeing that everyone is not going home, they will not return , They simply gathered in the Yamen to spend New Year's Eve together, and there were so many people.

In the master's house, there are old and young, and his son can't go home because he joined the yamen.

As the head of the family, it would be impossible to do without him, so he could only regretfully go home reluctantly, and received everyone's stares.

All clothing stores are closed for four days, from Thirty to the third day of the Lunar New Year.

Mrs. Zhou sat in the room and cut the window grilles. Li Mo thought it was fun and took the initiative to take over the task of pasting the window grilles.

Taking Lan Lanfangfang, Daya Xiaowen and the little guys with paste, shuttled in front of every square window of the county government.

Zhang Lanlan and Huang Daya were originally working overtime in the garment factory, but they were driven back by Yang Danni. They are still just children, so they don't have to suffer with everyone. When the family is happy, they should stay at home and have fun.

There are various vivid and exquisite paper-cuts such as farming, weaving, fishing, and chicken feeding. Almost every piece of paper-cut can make several people admire for a long time.

Everyone started to move. Li Mo had to write couplets after pasting up the window papers. Because it was the Chinese New Year in the yamen, it was enough to just write a pair of couplets and paste them on the gate of the yamen.

Song Min: "My lord, couplets have never been posted on the gate of the yamen, is it appropriate for you to post them like this?"

Li Mo: "Then start from this year and post it every year."

Song Min:. . .

After pasting, I stood outside and looked around, and the red came into view, and I was beaming.

With so many people celebrating the New Year together, the atmosphere must be stirred up. Li Mo decided to make dumplings at night, which is an indispensable New Year's Eve meal during the Chinese New Year every year.

On the chopping board in the kitchen, several yamen servants are chopping dumpling stuffing vigorously, and a group of yamen servants are kneading dough. Kneading dough is hard work.

Fortunately, these guys have a lot of strength, and at the moment they are giggling and bragging while kneading their dough while watching the female yamen servants secretly, bragging about the hype, heroism, and heroes of the world, as if the entire Great Jin Kingdom is their home territory.

Do not believe?Just look at the girls who are already laughing all over the place.

The lady in the kitchen is on vacation today, so they are the only ones who have to cook. The clothing factory and the cosmetics factory have full-time chefs, so Li Mo doesn't need to worry too much. He has already notified the kitchen for additional meals in the next few days.

The female yamen servants are stirring the already chopped fillings, and those with better skills have already started rolling the dumpling wrappers.

Zhang Lanlan and Zhang Fenfen are fine, she has her mother by her side, her home is where her mother is, Da Ya and Xiao Wen are a little at a loss, they are strangers in a foreign land, and they don't like Chinese New Year for the first time.

Mrs. Zhou is a kind and careful person, and she sensed the emotions of the two little guys: "Da Ya, Xiao Wen, come over and make dumplings."

"Ma'am, I don't know how to make bags." Xiaowen said softly.

"It's okay, my lord, I will teach you." Li Mo joined the dumpling-making army after finishing the work in hand.

Li Mo was dexterous, and after a while, fat dumplings were born one by one. Xiaowen: "I want to learn, I want to learn."

Xiaowen's family is poor, and he has never made dumplings before. This is the first time he has made dumplings.

Huang Daya is a quick learner, and she can make a good bag in a while.

Holding a plate of wrapped dumplings, Lin Ling came to Li Mo as if offering a treasure: "My lord, look, I made this. Don't you think it looks good?"

After speaking, he stared at Li Mo with burning eyes, facing Lin Ling's star-like eyes, Li Mo suddenly felt a little at a loss, what happened to this little girl, and felt that his reputation was at stake.

He coughed slightly, and said somewhat unnaturally: "It's well wrapped, eat more later."

Lin Ling was as sweet as honey: "My lord, you can see that the dumplings I made are all marked, and they will be served to you when they are cooked."

Li Mo's head was full of black lines: "Just eat."

"Idiot!" Lin Ling muttered in a low voice, and continued making dumplings.

Zhang Zhongping suddenly darkened his eyes, looked at the dumpling in his hand, then at Lin Ling who was smiling brightly, and silently put the dumpling in his hand into the pot to cook.

^ _ ^
In the capital city, in the side hall of the imperial palace.

"Myolie, go and see if King Xuan is here."

"Yes, ma'am."

After a cup of tea, Xing'er hurried over: "Miss, King Xuan is here."

"Quick, quick."

"See King Xuan." Xing'er rushed forward, knelt on the ground, and said cautiously to the man who looked down on everything: "His Royal Highness, my lady fainted just now, and we are in the palace. Here, I can't find anyone to come to help, can I ask His Royal Highness Xuan Wang to take a look."

"Who is so bold?" The guard pulled out the knife in his hand and pointed at Xing'er.He is the guard with a knife next to King Xuan, and he lives in the third rank.

Xing'er was so frightened that she kowtowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, it's just that my young lady is still fainting inside, please help us, King Xuan."

King Xuan frowned slightly, but he didn't speak. He glanced around, passing over Xing'er's slightly trembling body, and then looked at the nearby house without lights. It was silent and dead.

The wind was blowing by, and the air was filled with icy breath, as if in an instant, the whole house froze, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

King Xuan smiled coldly, and said without anger, "Get lost!"

Xing'er held back her fear and got up, trying to stop King Xuan: "King Xuan, please."

The guard stopped her: "Don't force me to do it."

King Xuan just left without looking back under Xing'er's expectation.

In the house separated by a wall, the charming woman lowered her head halfway, her head full of blue hair flowing down softly, scattered on the snow-white round *smooth shoulders, the woman's face could not be seen clearly in the dark, only her pointed chin could be seen. The cold air seemed to be stagnant, with a seductive luster flashing.

But after hearing the footsteps of leaving, the happy smile on his face turned into a hideous one.

The door was pushed open, and it was Xing'er who came in tremblingly, and knelt down before reaching the woman: "Miss, King Xuan is gone."

The woman walked over, and slapped Xing'er hard on the face with all her strength: "I can't do a little thing well, what use are you for."

After buying off a lot of court ladies and eunuchs, it was only after finding out that King Xuan would pass by here that such a good opportunity was wasted.

Xing'er desperately kowtowed: "Miss, please spare me."

The woman had already put on her clothes, and she showed a smile that she was sure to win. She walked out of the room and went to the hall not far away, where the New Year's Eve banquet was being held.

The hall is majestic and majestic, the walls are ten feet high, painted with red paint, with green bricks and green tiles on the top, auspicious beasts carved on the four corners of the eaves, bluestone roads and white marble arch bridges, and the corners of the bricks are all brand new. Bump loss.

If the master is here, he must be moved with emotion, look at this palace compound, and then look at our county government in Songjiang County, one is like in the clouds, and the other is like in the mud.

"His Royal Highness Prince Xuan is here!"

The high-pitched voice of the servant came in from a distance, and everyone's expressions were shocked, except for the emperor and all the royal children, they all knelt down on the ground, and their movements were uniform, with their foreheads touching their hands and their backs showing great respect.

It is a rule to have a night banquet in the palace every year on New Year's Eve. The important ministers of the court will bring their family members to participate. In addition, the queen expresses and hints that unmarried women over the age of 13 must attend, and they must also show their talents.

King Xuan is Huangpuxuan, who will be 13 after the Chinese New Year. He became famous at the age of [-], and made the surrounding countries kneel down and beg for mercy.

In the past, there was the eldest son of the imperial concubine, who is now the prince. The emperor intended to make Huangpuxuan the prince, but he had no interest in the throne.

Therefore, the emperor had no choice but to give up, and when Huangpuxuan was 15 years old, he was named King Xuan, becoming the youngest prince.

Since the completion of Prince Xuan's Mansion, the position of hostess has been absent.

The unmarried girls in the capital fought all kinds of battles openly and secretly in order to enter Prince Xuan's mansion, but they still couldn't get Prince Xuan's favor and squeezed into Prince Xuan's mansion.

A strong musk scent filled the hall, and the hearts of many girls were beating. He is here, will he see me?
I saw that the visitor was dressed in noble royal palace attire, emerald and jasper girdle, ink like silk, sword eyebrows into the temples, a pair of narrow and long red phoenix eyes, flashing bright colors in the air, high nose bridge, thin lips, The whole face is full of sculptural sense carved by a knife.

The emperor looked serious: "Xuan'er, why are you late again?"

This palace banquet was originally prepared for him, but he came late.

King Xuan frowned: "Since father and emperor don't like it, I will retire first."

After speaking, I will leave.

The emperor: "You."

But the queen had a pampering look on her face: "It's good if you come, and hurry up and take your seat."

King Xuan came, and everyone's hearts came alive again.

Queen: "I heard that the ladies of various families have prepared various talents for today's palace banquet. I don't know which lady to start with?"

When the main event came, everyone had tacit smiles on their faces. They all knew that the Queen was choosing a concubine for Prince Xuan, and the girls' hearts were even more eager to move.

After a moment of silence, a girl stood up shyly: "Go back to your mother, the ministers will come first."

The queen looked at the well-dressed girl with a smile: "Sure."

As a compulsory course for young ladies in this world, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are at your fingertips.

This girl was performing a dance. Looking at the stunning woman in the center of the hall, many people were amazed. She was so beautiful.

During the dance, the girl kept winking at King Xuan, and the other girls were so angry that they wanted to smash her to death with the wine glass in their hands. Does this mean that we don't exist?

And King Xuan never looked at the other party from the beginning to the end, as if the dancer in front of him was not a girl, but a butterfly.

The emperor and the empress looked at each other, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. It seemed that this palace banquet was about to fail again.

^ _ ^
King Xuan arrived in less than two quarters of an hour, evading his physical discomfort and leaving early, there is no discomfort, just let you sit here, and did not ask you to go to war.

King Xuan: I would rather go to war.

Just like that, he left gracefully under the admiring eyes of many girls, and at the same time took away the hearts of the girls who had been broken all over the place.

When King Xuan was about to reach the palace gate, a delicate voice suddenly came from behind: "His Royal Highness, please wait!"

King Xuan frowned, but kept walking.

The guard had already picked up the big knife in his hand, and when he turned around, he saw a colorful figure rushing towards him.

The woman bowed shyly to King Xuan's back: "Ms. Tang Ruoyi, see His Highness King Xuan."

Who is Tang Ruoyi?
Seeing that King Xuan hadn't stopped, Tang Ruoyi hurriedly chased after him, but was stopped by the guards again, so she could only shout loudly: "His Royal Highness Xuan is wise and powerful, and is the God of War of the Jin Kingdom. Your Highness is full of admiration, and only asks..."

Before he finished speaking, King Xuan had already used his lightness kung fu to fly away, Tang Ruoyi just stomped his feet on the spot: "Prince Xuan."

(End of this chapter)