Do you know: I’m Xu Jiazi

South Lecture Hall Lane,

Rong family,

The ancestral hall in the courtyard,

The Rong family started from the generation of Marquis Fuchang, and his ancestor was just an ordinary mason in Bianjing.

Counting upwards, the highest number of famous people is only the generation of the grandfather who caught up with Marquis Fuchang.

Therefore, although the Rong family is the home of a marquis, the number of tablets enshrined behind the altar table in the ancestral hall is very small, which cannot be compared with that of Gu Xu and other families who are also marquises.

The tablets in the ancestral halls of these lords are like forests.

The three lit incense sticks were gently inserted into the incense burner on the altar table with very meticulously maintained fingers, and green smoke curled up.

Subsequently,

Concubine Rong bowed respectfully in front of the altar table, closed her eyes and muttered something.

Next to her, Rong Feiyan was kneeling on the futon, also praying with her eyes closed and her hands clasped together. She vaguely heard that she hoped her niece would be healthy.

Concubine Rong opened her eyes and looked around the Rong family ancestral hall, then sighed softly.

In fact, it’s not just the number of tablets;

The Rong family ancestral hall is somewhat different from other ancestral halls.

There are many plaques hanging on both sides of the ancestral hall of the mansions of dukes like Zhang, Gu, and Xu.

Each plaque is a symbol of the civil and military achievements of the family's predecessors.

As for the Rong family ancestral hall, there is only a plaque awarded by the palace when Concubine Rong was promoted to the imperial concubine.

Next to her, Rong Feiyan kowtowed and stood up.

Seeing her younger sister's youthful, beautiful and beautiful face, Concubine Rong couldn't help but smile.

When Concubine Rong entered the palace, Rong Feiyan was not yet born.

When Concubine Rong gained a foothold in the palace and began to worry about being unable to conceive, Rong Feiyan was born.

In the following time, Concubine Rong's love for Rong Feiyan, who had been very cute since she was a child, was not only the mentality of an eldest sister looking at her younger sister.

When Rong Feiyan was called to the ancestral hall today, Concubine Rong actually had a lot of things to say.

But looking at her sister Rong Feiyan, she looked up at her from time to time with a very guilty conscience, thinking that Rong Feiyan had made many mistakes herself, and Concubine Rong sighed softly in her heart.

After looking at the tablets in the ancestral hall, Concubine Rong turned around gracefully and said, "Let's go."

Rong Feiyan was stunned: "Ah? Sister, you"

Concubine Rong turned around and said, "Why, you want me to give you a slap in the face so that you feel better?"

Rong Feiyan pursed her lips and shook her head.

Turning her head sideways and glancing up and down at Rong Feiyan, Concubine Rong said, "I thought the long-term pain would be worse than the short-term pain, so I just stopped you from thinking about it."

Hearing this, Rong Feiyan's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly as she looked at her sister.

"But I heard the emperor"

Before she finished speaking, Concubine Rong stopped talking, pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "In two years, when people start discussing whether to choose our family for marriage, don't cry."

Rong Feiyan raised her head, resisted the urge to look away, looked at Concubine Rong and nodded: "Yes! Sister, I won't cry!"

Concubine Rong turned around and smiled softly.

Then Concubine Rong raised her chin gracefully and walked towards the outside of the ancestral hall.

On the way back,

Looking at Rong Feiyan who was catching up with her with broken steps, Concubine Rong continued: "The cloak I left at home today will be delivered tomorrow morning. Don't delay."

"oh"

night,

Concubine Rong has taken the little princess back to the palace.

Back at the snowy courtyard, the lights are bright and yellow.

Standing at the table carefully, he held a shiny copper iron (iron) filled with red charcoal.

"Wow~"

Another female servant at the table, Ningxiang, shook the almost dry cloak, and then spread a clean wet cloth on the cloak.

"I'll do it."

Rong Feiyan came over and said.

After carefully handing the copper bucket to Rong Feiyan, he stood opposite Ningxiang and straightened the cloak on the table.

Then, Rong Feiyan began to iron it carefully.

"呲~呲~"

The copper bucket made a sound when it hit the wet cloth, and then a burst of white steam rose.

"Girl, look, the embroidery on this cloak is so detailed and exquisite! I don't know which female envoy from the Xu family did it."

Ningxiang said and stretched her arms vigorously.

"It should be Qingcao's craftsmanship. I heard from Qingcao that she had learned it from a girl who was very skilled in embroidery."

Xinbu said with a smile.

Rong Feiyan nodded.

The three masters and servants were talking and working.

Soon, Xu Zaijing's dirty cloak in the morning had been washed again, placed on the water tank to dry, and then ironed, making it clean and tidy again.

Xin Bu took the iron from Rong Feiyan's hand and said:

"Ningxiang, go bring the fumigation cage."

"Why."

Rong Feiyan stood by the table, looking at the cloak on the table with a hesitant look in her eyes.

"Girl, what's wrong?"

After carefully putting the iron aside, he folded his cloak and said doubtfully.

Rong Feiyan shook his head.

After a while, Ningxiang came over carrying a steamer with fine holes, looked at Rong Feiyan and said, "Girl, what kind of incense are you using to smoke your clothes today?"

Hearing this, she hesitated to speak. Rong Feiyan bit her lip gently. After a moment, she said, "Whatever I usually use will do."

"Why!"

After Ningxiang responded, she went to find some spices, lit them and enveloped Xun.

Without saying much, Xibu went outside the room and brought a basin of steaming hot water in.

Afterwards, the smoke cage was propped up on the hot water basin, and Rong Feiyan covered it with his own hands.

Two days after Rongxian's wedding,

It snows during the solar terms,

Yinshizhengji (four o'clock in the morning)

The north wind howled for half the night last night,

Not only did it blow away the leaves of the vines, it also blew away the clouds in the sky.

It's still dark in the morning,

But the stars in the night sky twinkle,

The bright moon hangs in the sky,

The clear light of the moon enveloped Xu Zaijing’s courtyard,

There are still faint shadows of grape trellises on the ground.

In a room lit by candlelight,

After a murmuring sound,

The door was opened,

Xu Zaijing walked out wearing a big cloak and carrying a lantern.

"call!"

Looking at the white breath exhaled in front of him, Xu Zaijing stretched hard.

Qingcao behind him covered his ears with one hand and said to the house: "Mother Xia, close the door."

After saying that,

Qingcao quickly followed up with his young master who had already taken a few steps forward.

The moonlight is bright on the road,

Although the lantern was lit, there were still shadows of two people on the ground. The shadows were short and moved with the steps of the master and the servant.

The two came to the vicinity of the racecourse,

Almost all the wide field is covered with light white frost.

It's still early,

The surroundings are quite quiet.

One can vaguely hear the snorting of the horses grazing in the lantern-lit stables.

There was also the sound of a big dog moving around the cabin after hearing the footsteps of the two.

Qingcao entered the wooden house, took off her ear protection, and placed her son's kettle on the hot water tank.

After patting the head of the big dog that followed him into the house, Qingcao stirred the charcoal in the stove.

When the grass sits before the fire,

outside the house

"Hiss~"

"Oh~!"

Xu Zaijing, who was wearing armor with Qingyun, made an uncomfortable sound.

"It's so cold that the iron armor is so cold~!"

Xu Zaijing had just finished speaking.

"Green grass! Take out the wine gourd on the water tank."

Uncle Yin's hoarse voice came.

"oh!"

Qingcao hurriedly took the palm-sized but heavy warm gourd and walked out, handing the wine gourd to Xu Zaijing.

"Master still loves me."

Xu Zaijing uncorked the wine gourd and said.

Uncle Yin smiled: "This wine sent by the Dou family is different! It's very strong, and it doesn't hurt your head after drinking it."

Xu Zaijing frowned and swallowed a large sip of wine in his mouth, handed the gourd to Qingyun, and said while warming up: "Master likes it. I will go to Dou's house and buy more than a dozen jars a year ago."

Yin Bo smiled and nodded.

Afterwards, Xu Zaijing and Qingyun started exercising as before.

Qingcao returned to the wooden house with the wine gourd.

After looking outside, Qingcao shook the wine gourd. Qingcao's eyes lit up when he heard the movement in the gourd.

Then, Qingcao raised her head and put the wine gourd to her mouth.

A trace of clear wine flowed into his mouth, and then Qingcao's expression twisted instantly.

After using great perseverance and frowning to swallow the drink, Qingcao shook his head and whispered: "How beautiful is it?"

After a while,

Qingcao looked at the wine gourd, smacked his lips with some aftertaste, and then brought the wine gourd to his mouth again.

One bite after another.

The mother-in-law's son,

Xu Zaijing is having breakfast.

Hua Lan, who entered the house with Zai Zhang, took off his cloak while curiously looking at the green grass standing at the door of the house.

Arriving at the table, Hua Lan looked at Xu Zaijing and asked with concern: "Xiao Wu, is Qing Cao sick? Why does your face look so red?"

Xu Zaijing, who was holding a porcelain bowl of meat porridge and eating ginger fermented vegetables with chopsticks, looked at the grass with his head down and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, she's fine."

"Is it okay to be so red?" Hua Lan asked doubtfully.

"When I was exercising in the morning, I had a small half-gourd of wine left, so I let the grass taste it."

After listening to Xu Zaijing's words, Qingcao looked up in shame, then lowered his head in shame again.

Sun, who was in a happy mood and refreshed, smiled and said: "This girl drank a lot, but she is still standing so steadily. It seems that she has a good drinking capacity."

Xu Zaijing nodded in agreement: "What mother said is true. I didn't expect this girl to drink so much."

Mrs. Sun glanced at Xu Zaijing: "The day before yesterday, the Rong family sent three carts of fine wine. How can you let a little girl like her drink?"

Xu Zaijing said: "Outside, others can't drink it if they want to!" After saying that, he picked up the porcelain bowl and finished it in one breath.

"Mom, brother, sister-in-law, I'm going to school first."

Xu Zaijing stood up, cupped his hands, and left the room after speaking.

After leaving Quyuan Street,

Although it is cold in the morning,

But there are still people on the road carrying lanterns or just coming out under the moonlight from time to time.

Candles are still lit in the patrol shops on the roadside.

Hearing the sound of the horseshoes of Xu Zaijing and others, soldiers often came out to say hello, and they would get a reward for buying breakfast.

After walking for a while,

Climb the bridge over the canal in the city,

Xu Zaijing stood on his horse beside the railing and looked into the river.

There is less water in winter,

In the moonlight,

The river under the bridge no longer looks as abundant and sparkling as it did in summer and autumn.

Not far away, on the river, there was only a large ship carrying unknown cargo, with beige candlelight shining on it.

Just now at the dinner table, Xu Zaijing was not joking when he said that there were people outside who wanted to drink wine but couldn't.

This is because in winter in Bianjing, the water in the canal is less and shallow, and many river sections outside Beijing are difficult to navigate at this time.

As a city that relies on water transportation to transport various things, Bianjing

When water transport supply is insufficient every winter, prices in the city will rise by one liter.

For example, in the past two years, there were heavy snowfalls for days and days, and the weather even reached the sky.

What the residents of Bianjing can do is to prepare more things before winter.

"叏lvlv~"

Xiao Liju snorted, exhaled a puff of white air, and then took Xu Zaijing off the bridge and walked towards the river bank.

When getting off the bridge,

Sparse voices came,

A group of people happened to be on the bridge on the other side.

Listening to the conversation among the crowd, it seemed that the people responsible for moving the boats at the canal pier were asked to help pull the boat.

When passing by,

"I've met my benefactor!"

someone in the crowd said.

Xu Zaijing looked back and saw a man talking to Qingyun.

Qingyun exhaled white air, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Tan, here you go."

After a conversation, Xu Zaijing looked at the crowd who had given their hands to him and bowed slightly in greeting.

The carriages and horses of Xu Zaijing and others have gone far.

Xing Lao, who was leading this group of people, looked at the lantern on the carriage and said to the 'Brother Tan' in Qingyun's mouth: "Is that really Wu Lang of Yongyi Hou Mansion?"

"Lao Xing, I don't dare to hide this from you. That Wu Lang's mount is rare in Bianjing."

Mr. Xing nodded and looked at the father of the Tan brothers and sisters with a much gentler look.

Near Jiying Lane,

Xu Zaijing pulled up the scarf around his neck and covered his mouth and nose.

It's not that he doesn't want to smell the fresh, cold and refreshing morning air,

I really don’t know which common people or merchants nearby have started lighting charcoal.

It's dark and I can't see any smoke.

But the smell of coal smoke made Xu Zaijing dare not take a deep breath.

Because Sheng Hong had to go to court early,

The door of the Sheng family has long been opened.

The porter looked at Xu Zaijing and others and said, "Good morning, Wu Lang!"

Xu Zaijing grunted and walked forward, walking towards the school courtyard with the voice of the boy behind him: "Brother Qingyun, it's really cold today, come in and warm yourself up."

After entering the hospital, looking at the Sheng family's grandma who was adding carbon to the Dilong stove, Xu Zaijing knew where the smell of smoke on the road came from.

Open the cotton curtain,

Feeling the warm breath with a little fragrance coming to my face, looking at the long cypress sitting beside the candlelight on the table,

This familiar scene,

Xu Zaijing was confused for a moment.

What he seemed to see was not the present day, but the scene a year ago.

"Master?" Qingcao behind him asked doubtfully.

Xu Zaijing smiled and shook his head and walked in.

"Good morning, Goro."

Changbai continued to read the book without looking back.

"morning."

Two quarters of an hour later,

There was a sound of footsteps,

The cotton curtain was opened again. Looking at the two people in the school, Gu Tingye said with some frustration: "Brother Jing, it's so cold, why did you come so early?"

Changbai also said, "Good morning, Erlang" and continued reading.

Xu Zaijing glanced at Gu Tingye and continued reading, saying: "I am at the same time as usual, so how can I say 'early'?"

Gu Tingye: "Uh"

Not long after Gu Tingye sat down,

Another person lifted the curtain and walked in with a gust of cold wind. Looking at the three people in the school, Qi Heng said anxiously:

"Second uncle, brother Changbai, brother Jing, have you finished the homework assigned by the scholar yesterday?"

Gu Tingye smiled and said proudly: "No, Yuan Ruo, you haven't done your homework yet, have you?"

Qi Heng repeatedly handed over his hands.

Gu Tingye: "No wonder it's so early today!"

The first quarter of the morning (seven o'clock in the morning)

The morning sun appears, the sky is bright,

When Academician Zhuang walked into the school wearing ear protection and a cotton cloak, holding a folding fan with his hands tucked into the sleeves of his cotton coat,

Xingqing Mansion, thousands of miles away,

Gu Tingyu stood on the repaired city wall, looking at the blue sky and seeing the silver moon hanging in the sky.

Gu Tingyu looked under the city wall,

There is a courtyard with a flag with the character "Chai" hanging there.

There were carriages parked inside.

The staff member standing next to Gu Tingyu looked at the yard and said, "Sir, what is the Chai family carriage carrying Wujintan to Bianjing?"

After Gu Tingyu smiled slightly, he pointed to the very delicate ear protection on his ears: "This thing. There are also seeds of several crops."