Ci Jinzhi

  He Qingxiao's question made Xin You's eyes tremble slightly, but it was in her expectation.

  When Lord He finds out that the way she got the emperor to investigate Wanyang on his own initiative comes from "Journey to the West", he will definitely doubt Mr. Songling's true identity.

  But what does it matter? Since she chose to tell Mr. He about her mother, it turns out that she won the bet.

  At least for now, Mr. He is someone you can trust.

   "I don't know. Maybe."

  Just as He Qingxiao thought, in Xinyou's opinion, it is good to know each other about some things, but it would be troublesome to admit it. The matter of mother's murder will be put before that person sooner or later, and it will be very embarrassing to be caught in it as Mr. He.

   "Then I take my leave."

   "I will send you off to Mr. He."

   This time He Qingxiao didn't refuse, and let Xin You send him to the corner gate.

  The snow has not cleared everywhere, the sky is colder than yesterday, and the man in front of him is not dressed heavily.

   "It's not easy to go south in the current ice and snow, Mr. He, please take care." Xin You said softly.

  He Qingxiao's eyes moved, and finally he just nodded his head: "There are a lot of things in Beijing, if Miss Kou needs help, you can go to Yan Chao, he is pretty reliable."

   During his trip to the south this time, most of the things that should be checked have already been checked, and it is more for the purpose of presenting the things he found to the emperor in a fair manner. On the contrary, Miss Kou, the lotus garden banquet came into the emperor's sight, and might attract some people with ulterior motives.

   "Okay, if I encounter any troubles that cannot be solved, I will go to Deputy Yan Qianhu."

  Xin You watched He Qingxiao ride his horse away, then turned and walked towards Wanqingju.

  The next day is New Year's Eve, and Shaoqing's mansion is busy, preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner and New Year's Eve.

  Duan Shaoqing specifically asked Xin You: "Master He won't come again today, will he?"

   During the Chinese New Year, Jin Linwei came to the door again and again, who could bear it.

   "Whether Master He will come, Qingqing is not sure."

  Duan Shaoqing glared at the cold-hearted niece, not to mention regret in her heart.

  If I had known today, this trouble should have been resolved before this girl got online with the one surnamed He!

   Duan Shaoqing was relieved when the whole family gathered in Ruyi Hall for the New Year's Eve dinner.

  Because of Xinyou's angry donation of 50,000 taels for the disaster-stricken area in Dingbei, the old lady has been displeased with her granddaughter these days, until Xinyou's lotus garden banquet, and the reward from the palace was sent to Shaoqing's mansion.

   "Why didn't Qingqing wear the golden hairpin given by the emperor?" the old lady asked with a smile.

  Xin You smiled: "I plan to confess it and make it a family heirloom."

  The old lady is stagnant.

   There is nothing wrong with these words, but they sound inexplicably harsh, as if they don't want to see the imperial gift.

   It must be her illusion.

  After the reunion dinner, the old lady gave lucky money to her grandchildren.

  New year's money is mainly for auspiciousness and celebration in ordinary people. Most of them are copper coins strung with red strings. There are many kinds of rich and noble families.

  In recent years, the old lady has given her grandchildren auspicious objects made of gold, such as gold fish, golden peanuts, golden gourds, round money engraved with good luck, etc.

  Xin You and the others all got a plain pouch containing New Year's money, and thanked the old lady one after another.

  Back to Wanqingju, Xin You opened the purse and poured it out, pouring out a pile of small gold.

   "Girl, this year's lucky money is more than before!" Xiao Lian exclaimed.

  The little girl's eyes had been opened long ago, and what surprised her was not the gold, but the behavior of the old lady.

  Obviously the girl and the old lady did not give in at all when they confronted each other, and often made the old lady tremble with anger. Why did the old lady give the girl more lucky money instead?

   This is Xin You's first New Year in Shaoqing's Mansion, and he has no way to compare the New Year's money, so he grabs a handful and gives it to Xiaolian.

   "Why did the girl give money to the maid again?"

   "This is lucky money, to drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters."

  When Xiaolian heard this, she happily accepted it.

  Xin You simply asked Xiaolian to call all the people from Wanqingju, and each of them gave a reward.

  Jiang Shuang, who followed Xin You to the bookstore, was fine, but Mama Wang and Nanny Li, who stayed behind at Wanqingju, were simply ecstatic.

  Different from the joy of Wanqingju, Duan Yunhua returned to the boudoir, opened the purse and looked cold.

  It used to be gold, but this year it was replaced by silver. She is clearly engaged to Gu Changbo's son, yet her grandmother still despises her because her mother was divorced?

   Although Duan Yunling was surprised for a moment, he quickly counted them carefully.

  She knew that she offended her grandmother, and her father would not really plan for her. No matter how much the money is, it will be her confidence after it is accumulated.

  The fourth girl, Duan Yunyan, still lives in the same hospital with her parents. When she saw the whitebait in her daughter’s purse, Duan Wenbo asked Zhu after taking a rest: "Is the family a little nervous recently?"

  He manages some properties of the family, and his income this year is not worse than in previous years.

   "It's okay, the public account is still relatively rich."

   After being quiet for a long time, Zhu's voice sounded again: "It's hard to say about the old lady's private account..."

  Duan Wenbai was also silent for a while, and sighed softly: "Go to sleep, I'm still busy tomorrow."

  On New Year’s Eve, the lights of Wanjia were always on, and the palace was having a New Year’s Eve dinner.

  If it is explained that New Year’s Day is a grand feast for the emperor and officials to celebrate together, then tonight’s palace banquet is a family banquet.

  All the concubines and concubines brought their children to the Qianqing Palace, and the Empress Dowager also showed up. Those who can participate in this family banquet are Princess Zhaoyang, a pair of children, and King Xiu.

  As for the other King Qing who was qualified to attend the banquet, he was still in Dingbei at this time.

   There were delicacies on the dining table, but Emperor Xing Yuan was somewhat absent-minded.

   "Is the emperor worried about Dingbei?" the Queen Mother asked.

  Emperor Xingyuan came back to his senses, forced a smile: "Yes...it's the Chinese New Year, and I don't know if the people affected by the disaster have a place to live..."

  Actually, that's not why he's in a trance.

  He had a nightmare last night. In the dream, Xinxin looked at him coldly. He went to hold her hand, but saw blood and tears streaming from the corner of her eyes.

  He woke up suddenly, with a splitting headache and restlessness throughout the day.

  The queen mother comforted: "Yi'er didn't go to Dingbei, and the people will definitely be resettled, so don't worry. Come, eat chicken legs."

  In the blink of an eye, Emperor Xingyuan, a big oily chicken leg fell into his bowl.

  The corners of Emperor Xingyuan's eyes twitched, and he thanked the Empress Dowager dryly, "Thank you, Empress Dowager."

  The queen mother smiled with satisfaction, and with a glance, another chicken leg fell into Xiuwang's bowl.

  Although this child is not liked by her son, she is her eldest grandson after all.

   King Xiu hurriedly got up and thanked: "Thank you, Grandmother."

   "At the family dinner, don't be restrained."

  Xiu Wang sat down and stared down at the drumsticks, feeling a different feeling in his heart: it turned out that when the second brother was away, his grandmother would give him the chicken drumsticks for Chinese New Year...

  Princess Zhaoyang has complicated eyes.

   I really didn't expect that what the second prince suffered in the past years, the eldest prince suffered this year.

  Maybe it’s hard to change the tastes developed in the early years, horses, cattle, sheep and deer, and there are countless delicacies at Mingming palace banquets, but the queen mother still thinks that roasted chicken legs are a good thing.

  Original New Year’s Eve sacrifices to the ancestors and various rituals, it’s okay to eat some soup, water, and refreshing side dishes. One can imagine how the chicken legs that have been cold at the beginning of the banquet taste.

   Noticing her daughter's eyes, the queen mother casually said: "Tomorrow's chicken legs are for you."

   Princess Zhaoyang: "..."

  The previous New Year's Day was the first day of the first month.