Settled in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 422
After watching the game, they went home separately. The two good friends couldn't tell whether Mrs. Kong had any intention of marrying her daughter, but they had tried their best. Tell Su Siniang that the rest can only be left to her.

However, no matter how the Kong family replied, they would have to wait until after the winter solstice.The winter solstice is called the sub-year, and together with "Yuanzheng" and "Cold Food", it is called the three major festivals in ancient times.In the Tang Dynasty, the winter solstice saints would go to the Circular Mound to worship the heavens, and after returning home, the monarchs and ministers would also offer sacrifices to their ancestors.After the winter solstice is over, there will be winter hunting, and during winter hunting, there will be winter martial arts and so on.

As an official of the imperial court, for Xue Lang, it represented a large number of complicated official activities, some held by the emperor, and some needed to be held by himself.In ancient times, the ritual system was more important, and the imperial censor would also pay attention to this. If it is not done well, it may be dismissed from office.

Another important thing is that the sage has already issued an imperial edict ordering Ye Qing and Jiang Lin to return to the imperial court to participate in this year's winter martial arts performance in Chang'an.

Is this the rhythm of letting everyone come back to celebrate the New Year after the victory? !
Sage is still pretty good in some places.

This year, the Tang Dynasty has good weather and a bumper harvest of sweet potatoes and potatoes, and the activities of worshiping heaven are very grand.I don't know which talented minister wrote the prayer and sacrificial speech. The whole article is full of literary talent and gorgeous rhetoric, and it is very touted the saint's achievements this year.

Xue Lang asked him to read by himself, he could not finish the sentences by himself, but after listening to others, he could roughly understand the sentences after judging the sentences from the tone, combined with the saint pretending to be serious, but he couldn't help but feel complacent His eyes became more clear.

The prayer focused on the great victory over the Turks this year, followed by the bountiful harvest of sweet potatoes and potatoes, the excavation of cotton, etc., Wenzhi and martial arts, each of which had its own space to sing praises. No wonder the saint looked so happy.

Xue Lang wore a tunic with long sleeves, and followed the ranks of the officials. He was hungry, endured hunger and thirst, and followed the saint to sacrifice to heaven.He is not the only one in this state, everyone is like this, including saints, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is solemn and solemn, and cannot be interrupted in the middle.Fortunately, there is no snow this winter solstice, otherwise, it would be even more difficult to be hungry.

After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was finally completed, all the monarchs and ministers got into the carriages, turned back to the city, and went home.Just in time for this little time on the road, I can eat something to pad my stomach.

As soon as he got into the carriage, He Xiang, who was waiting for him in the carriage, immediately handed him a bowl of ginger soup.Although it wasn't snowing, the cold wind was blowing hard, piercing his neck, and he couldn't move his limbs freely to keep out the cold.

Even though Xue Lang was still young, his limbs were blown cold, he frowned and drank a bowl of ginger soup, and quickly ordered He Xiang: "Boil a bowl of oil tea noodles that I fried yesterday, I'm starving to death!"

"Here."

After eating a bowl of ginger soup and two bowls of camellia noodles, Xue Lang felt alive. He hugged the hand stove and wrapped himself in a blanket, and it took him a while to recover.I didn't do anything at home, so I took a hot bath first, and after getting rid of the cold all over my body, I continued to worship my ancestors.

Tomorrow, the sage will hold a family banquet in the palace, calling all the kings and princesses in Chang'an city to attend, and will not entertain all the officials.Xue Lang was not qualified to participate, but the saint sent someone to tell him that he would also participate tomorrow.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, I went to the palace to attend the banquet on time.Because it was a family banquet, the saint's harem and all the princesses participated.Everyone enjoys singing and dancing together, drinking and composing poems.

Naturally, Princess Pingyang also came. She sat on the left hand side of the saint with the prince and King Qi, while Xue Lang sat on the right hand side of the saint with King Qin, opposite Princess Pingyang.

Seeing Princess Pingyang, Xue Lang arched his hands towards her, Princess Pingyang smiled slightly, and returned him a look with a smile in his eyes.With just one glance, Xue Langfu went to his heart, and suddenly understood the meaning of Princess Pingyang's reply to his blank paper——

A blank sheet of paper, nothing, nothing at all!

Xue Lang is also concerned about chaos, thinking wildly, Princess Pingyang is a reasonable person.Xue Lang is relieved!

Probably because Xue Lang's relieved expression was too obvious, Princess Xiangyang covered her mouth and laughed, then turned her head and said something in Pingyang's ear, causing Pingyang to pat her, and the two sisters burst into laughter.

After the rain, the sky cleared up, Xue Lang saw everything very pleasing to the eye, listening to the princes and concubines reciting poems and composing poems, no matter good or bad, they all gave enthusiastic applause, which made the saint very happy.

Recite poems and compose Fu, enjoy singing and dancing.At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, family rituals were performed in the palace, and banquets were not considered restrictive.Everyone drank together, enjoyed the singing and dancing together, Xue Lang happily peeped at Princess Pingyang, and while drinking, he went on errands——

After the winter solstice is over, Yuanzheng is about to come. After Yuanzheng, it will be the day of his wedding with Princess Pingyang, but what about the makeup poem?
With the level that he can't even make doggerel poems like "the yellow dog's body is white, and the white dog's body is swollen", makeup poetry is really a pain in the ass. If it is like modern times, it would be great if they could all be sent in red envelopes. good!

Compared with writing poetry, can a problem that can be paid for with money still be called a problem?Why don't you ask the talented scholars in Chang'an, who is better at composing poems, ask someone to compose a few poems, and spend money to buy them?

Xue Lang sipped slowly with his wine glass, his expression quite serious.

It's easy to spend money to buy, but what's even more painful is that all civil and military officials in the court know that he can't compose poems.This is really a dilemma for the left and right, and there is no one to discuss it. You can't go to the princess herself to discuss it!

Xue Lang looked around with a solemn expression, and unexpectedly found that King Qin was also in the same mind as him.It seems that King Qin's expression has always been serious today. Sitting in the Linde Hall at the moment, it seems that his heart has not followed him. Like the prince, he sat with the sage at the head, and occasionally chatted with the sage, commenting on the dancers on the stage, which dances well and which color is good.

On the issue of dealing with female sex, the Li family father and son, including Erfeng Jun, basically have no morals.It is also said in the history books that Li Yuan, the prince, and the father and son of King Qi are more lustful.In fact, in Xue Lang's view, Lord Erfeng didn't give in too much. No one in this father and son family needs to dislike anyone, they are all the same.

After complaining, Xue Lang couldn't help diverting his thoughts——

After King Qi was cleaned up by Princess Pingyang last time, he never heard Princess Qi complaining to Princess Pingyang, and I don't know how the two get along.After being treated like this by Xue Lang and Princess Pingyang, will he hook up with Erfeng in the future?I don't know how these two hooked up!

Besides, the eldest grandson is also good-tempered. Erfeng hooked up her sister-in-law, but she didn't show much... Maybe there is, but a woman with high EQ and IQ like the eldest grandson will definitely not be outside. What embarrassment to her husband, as for how to deal with Li Er after closing the door, I don't know!
"Cough cough!"

Xue Lang was embarrassed by his own brain hole, and was quite speechless.King Qin was sitting on top of Xue Lang, and when he heard his cough, he turned his head and asked, "Did You Yang catch a cold? After you go back, you should send an imperial physician to see him, don't let him catch a cold."

Xue Lang hurried back to his senses, and said with a smile, "Thank you Erlang for your concern, I'm fine, but I was a little lost in thought just now, and I choked on the drink, it's okay! Uh..."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at King Qin with a smile——

Looking at it this way, we can see the problem!King Qin's eyes were red, with tears in his eyes, with an expression of "I really want to cry, but I can't cry, I have to hold back".

Xue Lang was startled, and quickly looked at Princess Qin who also had an anxious expression on her face. Princess Qin shook her head cryptically, as if she was helpless.

Xue Lang looked up at the high-spirited saint above, and said in a low voice: "Erlang, no matter why you cry, you have to hold back, don't cry, don't let the saint lose his spirit!"

Qin Wangfei also said: "Husband, as a wife, I know the pain in your heart, but today, this place is not a place for you to vent your sorrow. Good husband, how about you bear it?"

As he spoke, he quickly took out his handkerchief and asked King Qin to cover his mouth, so as not to cry.King Qin took it and directly covered his face with his handkerchief, covering his mouth with his hand to prevent the crying from leaking out.

However, anyone who has ever cried knows that the more you want to hold back your tears, the more you can't help it. King Qin's tears rolled down like a river that broke its embankment. Even if King Qin covered his mouth with a handkerchief to stop crying Leaked out, the tears still couldn't stop.

Xue Lang cried out inwardly, Princess Qin's face turned pale!It's not easy for the two of them to stand up to cover King Qin, and it's also difficult to change seats with him, which is even more attention-grabbing!

While worrying, Concubine Yin De, who was next to the saint, seemed to notice the situation here, and whispered something in the saint's ear, the saint's brows could not help but wrinkled:, looking at this side: "Erlang, why are you acting like this?" ?”

Xue Lang and Princess Qin spoke at almost the same time: "Return to the saint (return to father)..."

The sage stopped shouting: "I'm asking Erlang, let Erlang talk, why both of you need to talk!"

Obviously, the saint is not happy!
It was supposed to be a big festival, and the whole family drank wine and had fun together. Everyone was happy, and everyone was doing well. Only King Qin, with a gloomy face, actually cried, which disturbed the sage's interest in having fun, and the sage felt a little unlucky.

I heard King Qin say: "Going back to my father, it's my son's fault for disturbing my father's interest, but my son can't help it. This is because I miss my mother! In the past, when I was in Jinyang, and until the winter solstice, my mother would take her son with her. Wait for the brothers and sisters to make wontons together. Now I, Mrs. Li, sit in the world and enjoy the first-class honor in the world, but my mother is lying in a lonely grave and cannot enjoy the honor. Thinking about this, my son can't help it, and the sadness comes from it! "

Said, knelt down on the ground, and burst into tears!

(End of this chapter)