big dry son-in-law

Chapter 1396 Li Sixun arrives!

Gao Yao was now like a frightened bird, sometimes excited and sometimes depressed.

She was particularly afraid of seeing Qin Mo's angry eyes as soon as she went out.

As for the excitement last night when Qin Mo said he wanted to marry her, it was long gone.

All that's left is worry.

Fortunately, Qin Mo was really drunk, otherwise, she would have died last night.

Memories after drunkenness are the most disturbing.

Sometimes she laughed, sometimes she buried her head in the quilt, and sometimes she sighed, but after all, she couldn't hide for the rest of her life.

She got up, wrapped herself tightly, and applied a layer of concealer powder on her neck. After confirming that it was correct, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she tied up her hair, but her hands were soft and her feet were even softer.

She didn't know how she walked out of the room, as if she was floating out.

"Little Eunuch Gao, Marshal Qin asked you to go find him when you wake up!" A Brahmin maid said, this was also what Qin Mo rewarded Gao Yao, eight of them.

However, Gao Yao did not allow them to approach him.

Gao Yao forced himself to cheer up, nodded, and walked towards the hall.

Entering the hall, Qin Mo was drinking tea. She tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened, "Master, I was too drunk last night and went back to the room feeling dizzy!"

"I know!" Qin Mo looked at Gao Yao, his heart pounding, and the scene in his dream quickly passed through his mind, "Come and have tea!"

Gao Yao sat opposite him and forced himself to calm down.

Qin Mo observed his expression intentionally or unintentionally.

"Well, it's very calm. It's just a dream!" Qin Mo breathed a sigh of relief. The clothes must have been changed by the maids, and the fragrance on his body must have come from them.

However, Gao Yao's heart jumped into her throat, and she could no longer look directly at Qin Mo.

"that."

The two couldn't help but look at each other and quickly moved away, both feeling inexplicably guilty.

"Haha, drink tea, drink tea." Qin Mo picked up the tea and drank it without caring whether it was hot or not.

As a result, I almost met my ancestors where they were.

"Master!"

Gao Yao was startled and quickly picked up the cold water on the side, "Quick, take a sip of cold water and hold it in your mouth!"

Qin Mo took a big gulp and saw Gao Yao very close at hand.

Looking at those warm lips, he swallowed the water with a gulp, "I'm going crazy. I'm going to kill myself. I can't forget it at all!"

He couldn't help but move back and said with a bit of a tongue, "I'll go see the doctor!"

He immediately got up and ran away quickly.

Running back to the room, Qin Mo felt that there was something wrong with his Taoist heart.

He slapped himself hard twice and then walked around the room. He realized that something was wrong, and something serious!
He felt a little panicked and hurriedly called seven or eight Brahmin maids to come in so that he could verify himself.

An hour later, the fear in Qin Mo's heart faded.

"That's right, let me tell you how could something go wrong with me!" Qin Mo wiped his cold sweat, "Don't scare yourself in the future!
Also, don’t get too drunk in front of Xiao Gao from now on! "

After getting dressed, Qin Mo opened the door and saw Xiao Gao guarding the door. He smiled and hooked his shoulder, "It's time to leave, it's time to worship the ancestors. I have worked hard for you again this year!"

Gao Yao felt Qin Mo's change and said, "It's Xiao Gao's responsibility!"

She could control herself and make her voice thicker.

"New Year's Eve!"

Qin Mo smiled, immediately burned incense, and then closed the door to celebrate the New Year.

There weren't many people, and it wasn't as lively as when family members were around.But fortunately, Gao Yaoyao and Xiaojiu were with them.

After the meal, the military staff also arranged a party.

It's a habit.

If this were in the capital, at this time every year, the imperial court would come forward and organize a huge gala.

Hundreds of thousands of people watch online, and the main focus is excitement.

Qin Mo also called Li Cungong, and the two of them looked at it quite happily.

After the gala ended, everyone left with unfulfilled feelings.

This night, there is no curfew in Qunu City.

The Spring Festival in Daqian has also been brought to Qunv City. These people pay more attention to the Spring Festival, and they can't even imagine the complicated processes.

But, this is a good thing.

On the first day of the new year, Qin Mo prepared a large amount of money and distributed it one by one.

There are waves of people coming to pay New Year greetings.

Those Brahmins, Kshatriyas and other classes only dared to kneel outside the Marshal's house from a distance.

Pilgrims who came this year were blessed. They gathered outside the Marshal's Mansion and held sacred ceremonies.

When Qin Mo came out, they had pious expressions on their faces and said in half-baked words: "Great God-King of the Suppressing Religion, please give some oracle to your most humble servant!"

There were thousands of pilgrims, and Qin Mo was confused. Only after asking did he find out what these people did.

"Go and take out all the discarded manuscript papers from my trash can and pour them over!" Qin Mo originally wanted to go out for a walk, but the door was surrounded by water and there were people in front and behind, making it impossible to get out.

Immediately, the soldiers carried two large buckets of garbage and dumped it in front of them, "Look for Commander Qin's manuscript yourself!"

The pilgrims rushed forward and rummaged around.

This is the horror of the integration of politics and religion. Even if it is just garbage, they feel like they have found a treasure!
Days like this lasted until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, when things got better.

When the Lantern Festival arrived, Qin Mo followed Li Cungong and others to watch the lanterns by the Ganges River.

Countless people stood on the shore and placed lotus lanterns in their mother river.

Countless devout believers knelt there, chanted and prayed for Daqian.

Densely packed Kongming lanterns flew into the sky.

Qin Mo said: "We need to limit the number of Kongming lanterns. If they fly into the city, they will inevitably cause fires and cause unnecessary casualties.

For example, our night lantern is very good. Although it catches fire every year, it can still be controlled. Where the Kongming lantern flies into the sky and lands depends purely on the wind direction! "

"I'm too lazy to take care of it. Let's wait for Li Sixun to take care of it!" Li Cungong said: "Li Sixun will be here in a few days. Do you want to come with me?"

"We're taking it slow. We'll wait until Yongnieng and the others come back!" Qin Mo said.

"Okay, I'll go back and explore the way for you first!"

Qin Mo smiled. In fact, Li Cungong was a very smart person. He took advantage of him and followed the plan he had made before.

But he won't solve all the problems at once, but will leave a little trouble here and a little trouble there.

But it's not a big problem. If it's handled well, it's all credit.

The mastery of human relations is the basis of articles. This old Bi is simply smarter than a fox!

In the blink of an eye, the Lantern Festival passed, and Li Sixun also got stuck on the third day after the Lantern Festival!
Li Cungong and Qin Mo went out of the city to greet them, and saw more than [-] people walking slowly over from a distance.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Li Sixun who took the lead?

It was more than [-] miles from Longyou to here. Li Sixun hurriedly walked slowly for two full months.

He dismounted from a distance and walked over. When he saw Li Cungong and Qin Mo, he quickly handed over his hands and said, "Prince Cheng, Marshal Qin, Li Sixun is polite!"

(End of this chapter)