Settled in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 440 Success
Eggs, not only in the Tang Dynasty, but also in many festivals around the world, have a symbol of resurrection to echo the revival of spring blessings.

During the Cold Food Ching Ming Festival, every household has to draw eggs.The so-called painted eggs are colored eggs, that is, boiled eggs are hollowed out, carved, dyed and painted.Then, each family will take it out and compete to see whose painted eggs are the best.This activity is called cockfighting.

Last year, Xue Lang didn't have many contacts with others, and no one told him to do these things, and he didn't understand either.This year, they became husband and wife with Princess Pingyang, so they naturally know more about the local etiquette and customs that the natives of the Tang Dynasty only understood.

At Weize Pass, during the Dragon Boat Festival, Xue Lang once cooked marinated eggs with patterns. Princess Pingyang thought of the past, so she asked Xue Lang, planning to make a batch and give it to the princes who had contacts with her. And her aye sage.

The two walked together, picked a lot of beautiful flowers and plants suitable for sticking on eggshells, boiled them in a large pot, and sent some around.Princess Pingyang’s Mansion also received a lot of other people’s homes, mostly boiled eggs painted with patterns representing blessings.

In contrast, the beauty of Princess Mansion lies in its naturalness and fun, plus Xue Lang's exclusive marinated buns, which are both delicious and beautiful.It was praised and welcomed by the children of all families.

The people of Chang'an are generally more cheerful during festivals, even the Ching Ming Festival, which should be sad.Next to the old tomb, playing, playing, playing and singing came together with eating, drinking and feasting; next to the new tomb, there was crying and crying, and the two sides reflected the Qingming Festival of the people of the Tang Dynasty.Even if the imperial court issued an edict, it is not allowed to have fun when going to the grave, but it has been a long time, and if you can't help it, you just let it go.

Xue Lang appreciates this approach, the dead are gone, and those who come can be chased.For the well-being of the living, if the dead know about it, they should also comfort them.Therefore, they took Princess Pingyang to live in another courtyard for a day during the Ching Ming Festival. The two of them flew kites hand in hand and pushed Her Royal Highness on the swing. They had a very happy little day.

After the cold food and Qingming Festival, the calm in Chang'an City returned to normal. Except for a group of people ostentatiously wearing Changlin Guard uniforms on holidays, Chang'an City still seemed to be the same as last year.

On the one hand is the elder brother, on the other is the younger brother who was brought up by her own hands. Princess Pingyang is very embarrassed, so she simply does not help each other and maintains a low-key neutrality.In fact, in Xue Lang's view, the princess's neutrality is the greatest support for King Qin, but I don't know if King Qin can understand this support.

However, as a husband and wife, Xue Lang naturally agrees with Her Highness the Princess.Every holiday, the two meet together or go outing, or go to other courtyards, or in the mansion, bring buns and them, hunt and play.

When not going out, I was in the mansion, watching Xue Lang pruning his beloved potted plants, and there were satisfactory works. Her Royal Highness actually took two pots from the palace, one pot from the East Palace, or both from the Qin Palace and the Qi Palace. , the princesses also gave it away. Anyway, almost everyone in the family of Li Tang's royal family has a pot. At first, Xue Lang was very embarrassed, but his level is actually very average.But if you give too much, it doesn't matter anymore. This is probably a broken jar, right?

In March and April, the days with Her Royal Highness were very happy. Even if there were occasional disagreements, the two were willing to sit down and discuss together. They felt that their relationship was getting deeper and deeper, and their lives were naturally getting better. sweet.Apart from completing the task at hand, Xue Lang was naturally unwilling to spare his energy to take care of other people's troubles.

He doesn't want to meddle in other people's business, but the sage wants to meddle in his.At the end of April, he was specially called into the palace. There were only Weng and his son-in-law in Zichen Palace. The saint looked around, coughed, and said seriously: "I have a few private words with my son-in-law, so you don't have to Have you recorded it?"

The left and right Shi looked at each other, Qi Qi took four steps back, put down the pen and paper, and said that he would not record it anymore, but he was still within hearing range.The sage just doesn't want people to record it, so he is not afraid of people hearing it.

When he was done, he waved to Xue Lang and signaled Xue Lang to come closer. After he approached, he asked in a low voice: "My son-in-law, it has been more than three months since you married Pingyang, when will my good grandson come?"

Xue Lang raised his forehead silently in his heart, he knew he was going to be asked this question again, he held it in for a long time, his face flushed, and then he choked out a sentence: "My son-in-law is working very hard, but...or is it not the fate?"

The sage gave him a white look, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How about...hanging a begging banner?"

Xue Lang was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the sage to be so eager: "Saint...Saint, it's only March, so don't be in such a hurry, right?"

The saint glared at him: "How can you not be in a hurry! If you don't give birth to my son Pingyang, it will be almost [-]! The daughter of another family, the [-]th child has already grown up, what about my Pingyang? No pregnancy, it must be because you didn't work hard enough !"

Fuck!This is definitely venting anger!Besides, Her Royal Highness is still a few years away from thirty!What a trough!

Xue Lang didn't want to talk anymore, but just protested with his eyes.After the sage was angry, he probably felt that he should give a sweet date, and directly ordered: "Anyway, you will go to the temple or Taoist temple tomorrow to ask for it, and you must be sincere!"

"Here!"

"This is an edict!"

The saint's tone was very serious.Xue Lang was in a bad mood: "Sage, what will you do with the future history when you issue such an edict?"

In case there are gossip and dirty guys who read this record and guess without authorization, saying that he is not good in some aspects, or that he has a bad relationship with the princess... Just thinking about it makes me feel terrified!
He hurriedly expressed his opposition: "This kind of edict, the minister and son-in-law cannot accept it!"

The saint stared at him, but Xue Lang refused to budge——

Saints cannot be allowed to develop the habit of domineering and unreasonable!Get used to it!

Weng and son-in-law stared at each other like black-eyed chickens, refusing to give in.After Princess Pingyang came out from the harem, the situation between the two of them was resolved——

Qi Qi snorted before looking away.

After saluting and leaving, Princess Pingyang asked Xue Lang: "What were you and Aye doing just now?"

Xue Lang didn't want Princess Pingyang to know that she was born again by a saint, so she simply shook her head: "It's nothing! It's just a little disagreement, it's nothing serious."

How could Princess Pingyang be so easy to fool, but seeing that he didn't want to say anything, she didn't ask any more, but just looked at him thoughtfully.

Not to mention how Xue Lang "worked hard" after returning home. After April and May, on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the sage held a family banquet. On top of the family banquet, he had to drink Tusu wine.Princess Pingyang raised her glass to drink, but for some reason, she suddenly retched!

Xue Lang was taken aback, and quickly asked: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Did you eat something cold? Did you feel sick to your stomach?"

Concubine Wan Gui, who was sitting at the top with the saint, saw this, whispered something to the saint, the saint was overjoyed, and said quickly: "Since my son is not feeling well, I will go to the back hall to rest for the father's sake." Just call the imperial physician. Tell the imperial physician!"

Princess Pingyang was aware of her physical condition, and when she heard about it, her heart moved, she stood up and saluted, "Thank you father, forgive me and leave first."

(End of this chapter)