Chapter 89
The Chinese New Year should be regarded as a very important festival in the Central Plains. Although it does not have so much meaning in later generations in this era, there is no celebration of the upcoming Chinese New Year in Yingtian City. Instead, it is full of depression, which makes people a little strange.

It seems strange to use the word Xiao Suo to describe the capital of a country, but that is the reality.

The entire sky of Yingtian City was filled with a dark cloud, because just a few days ago, Jin Yiwei suddenly rushed into a tea house on Chang'an Avenue, not to mention turning the inside upside down, and sent many people to prison.

Jin Yiwei, imperial prison.

No matter which one of these two is an existence that can make people change their minds, now that these two words appear together, it is enough to make many people dare not even leave the door.

Those who say that they don't do bad things and are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door are just making sarcastic remarks. Look at who Jin Yiwei is arresting?

The narrator, the waiter of the teahouse, the owner of the teahouse, ordinary guests, and even a few people with official positions were mercilessly taken to prison.

There is no rule to follow in arresting people. It seems that as long as they are in the teahouse, they will be arrested. How can it be possible that everyone is not in danger?

You know, those few people with official positions tried to find a relationship to intercede before they were taken away, but Jin Yiwei didn't give them the slightest chance, so they were taken away directly and received a few extra slaps.

This year, people in Yingtian City are feeling a little uncomfortable, and always feel that this year is not an ordinary year.

However, there is more to the unusual than that.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, a piece of news spread like wildfire, and quickly spread throughout Yingtian City.

On New Year's Eve, the emperor was supposed to entertain all the officials according to the management. Whether it was to show harmony between the monarch and his ministers or simply to relax, this has become a common practice.

Even, many people who do not have the opportunity to go to the court on weekdays may have the opportunity to go.

However, people have heard that the atmosphere of this year's New Year's Eve dinner is extraordinarily weird. In previous years, it should have been lively and lively. The New Year's Eve dinner with many jugglers performed seemed a bit too quiet this year.

The officials sat in their seats well-behaved, not daring to leave their seats to mingle, nor did they dare to flatter as they did in previous years, and even jugglers were afraid to speak.

Secondly, from the emperor and the prince down to the ordinary officials, this year it seems that they have taken medicine, and there is no joy on their faces, except seriousness.

In addition, there was another piece of news that came out, but not many people believed it.

I heard that Han Wang and his son did not attend the New Year's Eve dinner this year.

Many people know this news, but not many people believe it.

Thinking about it, Han Wang and his son made a lot of limelight this year. His father conquered the grassland and commanded three thousand battalions. He was the first one to charge every time a war started. Enemy matter.

The father is outstanding, and the son is not inferior, even more dazzling.

Regardless of their own safety, they deployed Japanese troops to collect food for the common people; smashed and beheaded tens of thousands of Japanese pirates in Xinhe, Taizhou Prefecture; conquered the grasslands, built a Beijing temple with 10,000+ enemy troops; went to Yangzhou, and cracked down on the officials of the Southeast Maritime Union In the case of adultery with Japanese pirates, more than [-] corrupt officials, profiteers and wealthy businessmen and their relatives were executed.

With such achievements in one year, how could it be possible not to have the New Year's Eve dinner?

This kind of achievement, I am afraid that no matter who it is given to, they will have to rush to get it?This is a good opportunity to show off.

It can't be the emperor who doesn't let their father and son participate, right?
Rumors in the city are still spreading and spreading, and this year, which is different from the usual years, is still moving bit by bit.

In fact, ordinary people don't know that this year, the officials are actually far more sad than ordinary people like them.

The sixth day of the first month.

According to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, everything is normal on New Year's Eve. From the first day of the first month to the fifth day, there is a five-day rest.

However, the sixth day of the first lunar month this year is different.

Han Dynasty Palace.

The residence of the second son of the current emperor is no different from the past, and nothing can be seen from the outside.

However, the interior is different.

"Mother, I'm leaving." Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Zhu Zhanhe wiped his mouth and said goodbye to his mother with a smile.

"Put on the cloak, it's cold outside." Princess Han hurriedly got up, took her son's cloak from the maid beside her, and put it on with her own hands.

"Thank you, mother." Zhu Zhanhe smiled.

"At least a month, at most it will not exceed two months, my son will come back, you wait at home for the son to come home, when the time comes, our family will go to Yunnan together."

Princess Han didn't speak, but she had tears in her eyes, but she smiled and touched her son's head.

With that said, Zhu Zhanhe turned his gaze to his father again: "Father, I'm leaving."

"Hmm." A voice that made people startled, because it was completely different from Hanwang's usual high-spirited voice.

Full of hoarse, low.

Overnight, all his fantasies, expectations and goals of struggle were ruthlessly shattered. After realizing how ridiculous he is, being able to remain normal is considered Zhu Gaoxu's strong ability to fight.

"Father, don't run around recently, there are still people staring at us."

Looking at his father's haggard appearance, even though he had ridiculed him countless times in his heart, when the real day came, Zhu Zhanhe was no longer in the mood to watch the fun.

"I know, Dad listens to you." Zhu Gaoxu raised his head, with an ugly smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, if there were outsiders here, they would be shocked, because in less than ten days, the King of Han was not only haggard, but even his black hair at the temples had turned gray.

"This time, you are the same as before. What you do is not a good job. You don't have to work hard. Everything..."

Zhu Gaoxu paused, and his tone changed slightly: "Your own safety is the most important thing!"

"Thank you for your concern, father." Zhu Zhanhe stood still, bowed slightly, and saluted his father.

"The father rested in peace and waited for the child to return at home."

After speaking, Zhu Zhanhe turned around and walked out of the room.

Inside the house, Princess Han came to King Han, and the couple sat together, watching their son leave the house.

main entrance.

From the outside, Hanwang Mansion looks the same as before, but there is a universe inside.

Before Zhu Zhanhe reached the door, he was stopped by two Jin Yiwei who suddenly came out from the side.

"Your Highness, please forgive the villain for being rude, you cannot go out."

Zhu Zhanhe stood still, his body straightened, and his voice was clear and crisp.

"Please inform Your Majesty that the prince of the King of Han will leave the mansion and go to the Household Department to assist the Household Department Minister Xia Yuanji in raising cattle on behalf of him!"

 These first, and the rest after get off work, the specifics are uncertain, and I will strive for [-] words.

 
(End of this chapter)

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