The struggle of the reborn prince

New Year's Eve is the last day of the year, and it has always been the grandest festival among traditional Chinese festivals. When Zhao Tang got up, the snow in the yard had been cleaned by the early riser Xiao Huangmen. He still came to the Yanwu in the backyard as usual On the court, after moving his body, he punched twice, picked up the small stone lock and lifted it dozens of times, his body was already sweating.Zhao Tang looked at the three-double bow on the weapon rack, and thought that he had lost his master on it two months ago. Seeing that there was no one around, he stretched out his hand to copy the bow in his hand, squatted in a bow and horse stance, and stretched his arms. Struggle, the bow creaked for a while, thinking about it, and slowly changed from a half moon to a full moon, he actually pulled the bow away!

"Damn it, I finally drew this broken bow!" Zhao Tun threw the bow on the shelf and said to himself with tears in his eyes. No matter how tired he was or how cold it was these days, he persisted. He squats and lifts the stone lock every morning, and in the evening, he also gives himself extra night shift, push-ups, sit-ups, and squatting against the wall. How can he not make him happy? This marks that he has completely got rid of the entanglement of impermanence, Get rid of the hat of premature death!

Zhao Tong was happy, and after returning home, he ate two more steamed buns with eggs and meat for breakfast, and then joined a group of servants and walked to the front yard to inspect the work.On the road, the snow on the lanterns has been cleared away, and the handymen are still busy transporting the snow that has been swept away. It seems that the snow has caused them a lot of trouble. Zhao Tuo asked them for their hard work, and then Go straight to the kitchen.

"Hello, Second Master!" Seeing Zhao Tun coming in, the chefs quickly greeted him.

"It's Chinese New Year, and these few days in the mansion are the hardest for you. Not only do you have to prepare meals for the whole mansion, you also have to eat this meal, and you also have to think about the next meal, worrying and laborious!" Zhao Tang said and waved his hands.

"Guan Hou, give everyone a share, this is from the second master!" Zhao Ren who was behind him immediately handed over two silver ingots worth ten taels.

"Second Master, these things are our duty, don't worry!" Guanshi Hou said respectfully after taking Yuan Bao.

"Hehe, the rest of the mansion still has time to spare. Only you are busy all year round. The busier you are, the busier you are during the holidays. This little money is my apology!" Zhao Tong said to Everyone arched their hands and said.

Zhao Tong had been a top leader for several years in his previous life, and every year and holidays he had to "go down to the grassroots to send warmth". That's all.

"Big fellows, stop. The second master not only personally saw us coming, but also rewarded everyone with 20 taels of silver. Today we all work hard and do our own things well, so we must be right to the second master!" Holding the silver high, the steward turned and said to the big and small guys in the kitchen.

"Thank you, Second Master, don't worry, Second Master!" The guys responded in unison, and immediately got to work, their hands and feet were much more agile than before. Zhao Tang asked about the recipes for the past few days, and accompanied by the steward waiting, he inspected like a dog After checking the preparations of various items in the kitchen, he praised him a few words, and then left amidst everyone's greetings.

Zhao Tang left the dining room and ran to the yard where the nurses lived. As soon as he lifted the door curtain, he said he had worked hard, and immediately rewarded him with 20 taels of silver, "Second Master, what are you doing, the little ones are panicked!" Tao bowed and said.

"Master Meng, everyone is guarding the safety of the mansion without black or white. The second master looks distressed. It's not a new year. What the second master wants is to give everyone some wine money, so that you can go to the cold at night!" Zhao Ren It's really a bit exquisite, and it's clear at all, the former prince replied.

"Thank you second master, then we will accept it!" Meng Tao stepped forward to take it, turned around and said to the nursing homes: "Although the second master gave you the extra money for the wine, please remember not to miss it, you can drink it. Drink less if you can't drink, don't drink if you can't drink, there are many fires in the mansion during the Chinese New Year, and there are also many people who can't survive the year outside, the lives of the two hundred people in the mansion are in everyone's hands, don't let the second master down Kindness!"

"Everyone wants to eat and have fun during the Chinese New Year, I'll leave it up to you, I'll look elsewhere!" Zhao Tong said goodbye with a smile.As soon as he left the house, the nurses who were unwilling to be on duty just now began clamoring to be on duty. Meng Tao could see that everyone was not aiming at the wine money rewarded by the prince, but to thank the prince for not forgetting them.

Zhao Tang led the servants to wander around the mansion, not a single one was left behind in the flower house, horse shed, tea room, and various office rooms. Horsemen, gatekeepers, and servants who sweep the floor, he would go up and say a few words about the New Year, ask about the situation at home during the New Year, and send some money to express his heart.

It was almost noon, and the group of them arrived at the door. This was the last stop. Seeing the disciples taking off the old talisman boards and replacing them with new peach talismans, Zhao Tang felt fresh. I have never seen what a peach charm is, and I didn't expect that God would throw him to this year to fulfill his wish.

"Zhao Ren, which god is drawn on this talisman board?" Zhao Tong looked at the new peach talisman with his hands behind his back. The two gods were wearing tiger helmets, their faces were ferocious, and they were riding a tiger with a kid in their hands. Not Qin Shubao and Yuchi Jingde, the two later door gods.

"Second Master, the one on the right is Yu Lei, and the one on the left is Shen Tu. According to legend, there is a big peach tree on Dushuo Mountain in the East China Sea. Every day, ghosts and ghosts come in and out through this door. Under the tree, there are two gods who will be guarded by Shen Tu Yulei. As long as these two gods find evil spirits that harm people, they will tie them up with ropes made of awn reeds. And peach wood is the essence of the five trees, but it can also ward off evil spirits, so people carved the two gods on the peach wood, and the ropes used to hang the amulets are also made of reeds!" Zhao Ren really knew, and said eloquently.

"Zhao Ren is right. With these two gods guarding the door, plus this god, even big ghosts and little ghosts can't get in!" said the old man Tian Shu with a smile, and put Zhong Kui's portrait on the door respectfully. on the door.

"Okay, they are in charge of ghosts, Uncle Tian is in charge of people, and no one can get in!" Zhao Tang said with a smile, and asked Zhao Ren behind him to hand over Laotian one or two taels of silver.

"Xie Erye, the old man and the others must guard the door, and don't let anyone who wants to make trouble come in!" The old man said with a smile.

After condolences to all the staff in the mansion who were still 'fighting' on their posts, Zhao Tong felt his face was sore from laughing, his calf was twisted, and he was quite tired after this big circle, so he went back to the big study and Zhao Tang drank two drinks. Only after a cup of hot tea did I feel relieved.

"Second Master, we gave out a total of 160 taels of silver today, and the younger one paid a total of 200 taels, leaving 38 taels!" Zhao Ren said as he continued to serve tea to the prince.

"Okay, you put away the rest first, you may still need it at night!" Zhao Tang nodded and said, he looked at Zhao Ren up and down. Steady, very elder brother's demeanor.

"Yes, Second Master!" Zhao Ren replied, turning around and preparing to leave.

"Oh, Zhao Ren, call everyone in, it's cold outside, and then tell the kitchen to deliver more food, and you will have lunch with me at noon!" Zhao Tang leaned back on the soft couch and said.

"This... yes, Second Master, I'll give the order!" Zhao Ren hesitated for a moment, then looked at the prince's face and replied.

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On New Year's Eve, we have to worship the ancestors and welcome the gods to worship the Buddha. After lunch, all departments have devoted themselves to this most important task. Like a puppet, he is at the mercy of others, doing whatever he asks him to do, and has no right to speak at all.

After nightfall, the mansion was brightly lit, and all the lantern braziers in the ancestral hall were lit, illuminating the mansion as if it were daytime.All the relevant people in the mansion put on new clothes and stood in silence outside the ancestral hall. The sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and Zhao Tun, accompanied by Huang Jingchen, entered the ancestral hall

In the ancestral hall, more than a dozen arm-thick red candles spit out flames. On the wall are images of emperors and empresses of the Song Dynasty. Lined with silk and satin edging, mounted on top of yellow silk, three animals and other sacrifices are placed in front of the image.

"My lord, this is the ancestor of my dynasty. He liked to practice martial arts since he was a child. When he grew up, he joined the army. He was appointed as an envoy in front of the palace. He was supported by the army at Chenqiao as emperor. He worked hard to rule Jingxiang, Houshu, The Southern Han and Southern Tang pacified Wuyue and Zhangquan, and established the century-old foundation of our Song Dynasty!" Huang Jingchen said to Zhao Tong.

"Damn, it turned out to be family revolutionary traditional education!" My surname was Zhao in my previous life, and I was also surnamed Zhao after rebirth. They all said that the same surname was 'a family 500 years ago'. Maybe I really have a relationship with him. Not counting as a disadvantage, Zhao Tun slandered, knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times to salute, and burnt three sticks of incense.

"This is Emperor Taizong, the younger brother of Taizong..."

"This is Emperor Zhenzong, the third son of Taizong..."

"This is Emperor Renzong, the sixth son of Zhenzong..."

"This is Emperor Yingzong. Because Renzong had no son, the great-grandson of Emperor Taizong, King Pu Anyi, Zhao Yunrang's No. 13 son..."

"This is Emperor Shenzong, the eldest son of Yingzong..."

"This is the former emperor Zhezong, the sixth son of Shenzong..."

Huang Jingchen introduced one, and Zhao Tun was about to bow his buttocks to make a big salute. He kowtowed 63 times among the seven emperors. He had never kowtowed so many heads in his previous life and this life. When reading the life story of an emperor, Huang Jingchen said with a smile: "My lord, the sacrifice is complete, you get up!"

"Oh!" Zhao Tang stood up and rubbed his knees, only then did he realize that the next one was his father, he was still alive, and he couldn't hang here to enjoy the worship of future generations, but at this moment he was in Beijing for sure. He also pouted his buttocks and led his brothers to kowtow, thinking of this, Zhao Tang couldn't help laughing.

When Zhao Tun walked out of the ancestral hall, there was a thunderous sound of firecrackers blowing inside and outside the mansion, all kinds of fireworks exploded, and the flames blazed red in the sky.