Si Tian Guan

    On the snowiest day, the New Year is coming.

    The routine banquet in the Taiji Palace is still the same as in previous years.

    The position of the chief of the three provinces lost the most flamboyant one, and replaced the cautious and low-key Zhao Shizhong.

    There are no more people from the Tang family in the seats, and even those who moved closer to Mu Jingde have become fewer.

    It is said that Lin Xiang begged the emperor for bones a few years ago, and wanted to retire and return home, but the emperor should have no suitable candidates, so he postponed it for the time being, and this time next year, it must also be replaced.

      The owner of the house gave way.

    Maybe next year, the person sitting in that position will be replaced.

    Compared with this side, more people's eyes are on the seats where the three princes used to be.

    In just one year, the three-legged situation that has been maintained for many years no longer exists.

    Mu Jingchen was excluded from the battle for a long time, and now two tigers are fighting, even if one of them is still lying in the arms of the imperial concubine and babbling.

    The world is like flowing water, everyone can only drink the wine of last year and wait for the next year.

    Even the snow this year is much heavier than in previous years, but there is still darkness that cannot be covered.

    Until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there was still a thick layer of ice on the inland river, and it was impossible to drive a boat or set off a river lantern.

    Children running up and down the street crowded and chased on the river, making the street look wider in the past.

    Liu Chongming lifted the child in his arms and smiled beside him: "It's only been a year, why did it sink so much?"

     Come out and play."

    "Huh? What did you just say aunt?"

    "..." Baishiyan was speechless, and looked around: "Chongming, if you are holding a child like this, you are not afraid of rumors in the city tomorrow, and those young ladies who stare at you will be heartbroken. Broken."

    Liu Chongming replied calmly: "I am a master, my wife is fierce, and I dare not bother them."

    These words made Baishiyan feel comfortable, but it was difficult to say the name here, so he asked vaguely: "Can it be common?"

    Liu Chongming shook his head.

    Since Qisheng Building changed hands, he asked Fang Wuyang to start repairing the secret room of the corridor. The design was complicated, and he did not dare to make a big move. He could only take advantage of the opportunity of the reconstruction of Qisheng Building.

    "A little busy." He replied simply.

    Baishiyan knew what he was busy with, after all, it was left to Shi Lei to do.

    As a precaution, they asked Shi Lei to lead the troops out, but after all, they had to find an excuse.

    Chongming returned to Beijing a few days later than Shen Zhou last year, just for this.

    According to Shen Zhou's statement, King Huai's greatest reliance on military power was in two places - Shili Pavilion and slave soldiers in various places.

    Now Shiliting has been frightened to the point of useless, and the rest of the scattered places, only Liu Chongming can also have enough manpower and financial resources to deal with it.

    Ke Chongming can only act in the dark after all. After something happens, he still asks Baishilei to ask him to lead his troops there.

    It was naturally impossible for King Huai to sit still.

    Baishiyan couldn't help sighing: "This year is not a peaceful year."

    "How old are you? Excuse me?"

    Liu Chongming was very embarrassed, and calmly asked Baishiyan to buy a bunch of money, and shook it in front of Xiaoshiqing.

    Baishiyan's ears were filled with the earth-shattering cries of his younger brother, and he was dumbfounded.

    "Playing with children, do you lack morality?"

    "Aren't kids just for fun?"

    "Be yourself!"

    He wanted to hug his younger brother over, but this little guy with shallow eyelids kept holding on to Liu Chongming. Nose bite.

    Liu Chongming touched the saliva on his nose and was overjoyed: "You are still young, things that are too sweet, aunt won't let you eat them, just bear with it."

    He sat with the small stone chime around his neck, and the wonderful light and shadow overlooked from a high place quickly attracted the attention of the child.

    Baishiyan has never played with children, but can only walk aside: "Chongming, I didn't see it before, you are quite good at coaxing children."

    "I wasn't very good at it before," Liu Chongming swallowed two candies and grinned at him: "But my wife is young and likes children's things, I should learn to make him happy. Yes."

    …

    The child who was in a hurry to play ran recklessly and almost collided with the person. The attendant behind the person didn't have time to scold him, and the person waved his hand and pressed him down.

    "Big big...adult..." The child was obviously frightened by the battle behind him.

    A white hand stretched out in front of him, holding a bunch of candy: "Do you want to eat?"

    The child was stunned for a moment, then he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, he immediately took a bite, became affectionate, and pointed to the front: "Go watch the fireworks!"

    In the direction he pointed, even the people playing on the ice gathered.

    "Young Master," Manager Lin reminded softly, "There are too many people over there, it will be troublesome if they are crowded out, so don't join in the fun."

    "There are so many flower arrangements this year! Much more than last year...a lot! It's all made by Shizi! It's so beautiful! A fool wouldn't look at it!"

    The child ate the candy twice and three times, wiped his mouth, and then squeezed into the crowd without raising his head.

    Steward Lin greeted everyone to protect Qu Chenzhou in the crowd, and asked, "Do you want to watch fireworks?"

    "Of course to see," The crowded place is really not suitable for them to pass, Qu Shenzhou pointed to the other side of the river: "Go there."

    It's a great place even if you don't get to the roof.

    The ice on the river is thick, and it is very firm to step on, and there is a kind of impudent impulse that makes people want to slip to the end.

    The prayer lamps that cannot be placed in the river are placed on the ice. Pedestrians are careful to avoid them, but they will inevitably kick them. The streamer in the dark night wanders around, which makes this year’s Shangyuan different. kind of taste.

    Qu Shenzhou stopped, the back of the fish flashed under the ice, and was reflected by the light of the prayer lamp, he slowly exhaled a white smoke in the excitement of the cold winter.

    The crowd in the distance suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, the sound was like a torch in the hands of a smoker, but the sound of fireworks exploded for a moment, with a scream of joy.

    He raised his head and looked at the bright sky.

    The sky full of fireworks is like a curtain stitched with stars, slowly falling to the top of the head, but nothing can be caught by opening the palm of the hand.

    Qu Chenzhou looked at the cheering crowd under the fireworks with a little smile on his lips.

    Although they can't get together for New Year's Eve, they can share a firework - this is specially lit for him.

    Maybe after this year, they will be together for many, many years.

    "Congratulations, New Years..."

    "What will the new year be like?"

    Yu Dexi stood under the porch, holding hands and watching the little eunuchs running around, arranging the flowers on the open space, and murmured.

    He let out a laugh, not sure if it was for this or himself.

    It's already in this position, how can there be any improvement.

    If you still speak bluntly, the emperor will definitely not like more.

    No one is happy for a hundred days, and no flowers are ever red. No matter how beautiful things are in your hand for a long time, they are no different from wild flowers and weeds on the roadside.

    He and Liao Guangming are lessons learned.

    And he has the patience to wait. When the smooth peel has a little bit of rot, it is the season to harvest.

    He nodded slightly and gestured down.

    There is a space in the middle of the open window, and no one dares to squeeze.

     "My lord, it's a bit colder in Shangyuan this year, but it is said that the year is auspicious, and this year's fireworks are more prosperous than in previous years."

    Mu Jingyan put his hands on the stove, with a gentle smile on his face, compliments and congratulations to everyone as if he had never heard of them, only watching the rising Bright, without blinking.

    After a long time, it seemed as if she noticed a little bit of cold, and asked the people around her: "Where is the emperor watching the fireworks tonight?"

    The people around were busy restraining their laughter.

    The movement in the palace is the emperor's mind, but even if you don't guess, you can think of where the emperor is now.

    Someone immediately replied in a soft voice: "At dinner, I was with a few concubines, and after dinner, I went upstairs to wait for flowers to sit and sit. The concubine said that she was not feeling well, so she went back to the palace first."

    Mu Jingyan nodded.

    I'm used to his calmness all the time, the silence now makes everyone around him a little nervous, and the silent gaze conveys a clear understanding.

     Concubine Yu was unwell, because the emperor didn't want her to disturb Hele's interest, so she sent her back.

    The people who can stand here are naturally the hands and eyes of this prince, and it is because of this that they know that under the calm of the capital, there is a confrontation outside the capital.

    Baishilei's "suppression of bandits" gains, they are also very clear, order to spread in time, hide in a darker place, and avoid too many losses.

      All got.

    In just one year, Liu Chongming, who was not seen by the prince before, became a big worry.

    "Your Highness," someone said from the side, "Your Majesty will be able to win, and you will be successful!"

    Mu Jingyan glanced at him and sneered: "Naturally."

    In the new year, after the opening of the print, there will be a battle between dragons and tigers.

    Perhaps everything will be settled before the next fireworks.

     , only got a plate of dumplings in the second year of Zhongyuan, and they kissed under the fireworks

    In the third year, inside the palace and outside the palace, separate from each other

    This is the fourth year, and the dust settles