Farmer of Shu Han

If it is said that the few days after Yuanzheng passed, it was the own people in Huqiang Xiaowei's mansion entertaining themselves.

Then, as time goes on, more and more tribal rulers will enter Pingxiang City to give New Year's gifts to the Huqiang School Captain's Mansion.

In addition, there are also many Han Chinese left behind in Pingxiang City.

The more people there are, the stronger the New Year's atmosphere will be.

Hu Qiang Xiaowei's Mansion arranged for those tribal kings and heads to live in the city for some time.

Then, the craftsmen from Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau and various workshops in Pingxiang were summoned temporarily to make a batch of lanterns.

During the Shangyuan Festival, three streets of lanterns were placed around the Huqiang School Wei's Mansion for the people of Pingxiang City to play.

Regardless of the Han or Hu people, they were all laughing and laughing, enjoying themselves happily.

That night, the whole Pingxiang was extremely lively.

Feng Yong held a big banquet in the Wei's Mansion of Hu Qiang School, drinking and having fun with Qu Shuai, the head of the tribe who came.

There were also representatives of various families who stayed behind in Pingxiang City.

The hatchback is full of guests, and the host is in the high hall. Although there is no silver cup and jade butterfly, the delicious food makes up for everything.

Although it is not preserved swallow and dragon liver, none of the guests present can recognize all these dishes, let alone taste them.

Those who come from rich families can recognize two or three of them, and they are considered well-informed.

The wine ladle pours fine wine like a spring, strong wine, apple wine, honey wine, and everyone drinks as he pleases.

The symphony of cups and plates became sonorous.

Hu people like to drink strong alcohol, and some of them got up and danced in the hall when they drank too much, causing the applauses of the people who were already drunk.

Some patted the table and had fun, some knocked bowls with chopsticks, and so on.

Even the representatives of those aristocratic families, no matter how much they disdain the barbarians in their hearts, still have smiles on their faces that they don't know if they are true or not.

Feng Yong sat in the main seat, looked at the bottom, and laughed loudly: "Do you still like the joyous drinking in the Shangyuan Festival?"

I can only hear those handsome and handsome Qu who are already drunk all agree:

"like!"

"I can't wait to be like this every day!"

"Thank you Feng Langjun..."

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Hearing this, Feng Yong laughed again.

It's fine if you like it, just in case you don't like it.

Cultural output is reflected in every bit of daily life.

As long as you agree with the customs of the big man!

Although no one dared to pour alcohol on Feng Yong, he also got a little drunk in order to cope with this scene.

After the banquet, the servants helped him back to the backyard.

"Did you drink too much?"

Guan Ji's voice asking her servants sounded next to her ears, and she seemed to be sure.

Then I heard the woman say, "The smell of alcohol is too heavy, let Junhou go to sleep in another yard tonight, I want to accompany the child at night, don't smoke the child."

Feng Junhou was only half drunk. Although his hands and feet were a little weak, he was still conscious.

Hearing this, he could only close his eyes, thinking that he was really drunk to death.

I don't want to face the fact that "the status of the family has been lowered by another level".

Fortunately, this woman finally had a conscience, she took a hot towel and wiped his face, and asked someone to bring warm water to quench his thirst.

Finally, after taking the thick coat and fur, someone sent him out.

Coming from the front hall to the backyard, there was already a gust of cold wind, but now that it has warmed up for a while, it was sent out again to blow the air. After tossing back and forth, the feeling of alcohol finally came up.

After being sent to the warm house again, the treatment has obviously improved a lot compared to the big house.

Feng Yong, who was drunk, was paralyzed on the couch. He heard someone talking in a soft voice, as if he was telling the servants to let her take care of them, and let them go out.

Then he felt someone whispering in his ear asking if he was thirsty.

Only then did Feng Yong open his eyes, "Drink it."

The room was very bright, he rolled his eyes slightly, and found that two nine-branched lamps were actually lit in the room.

The lamp base is in the shape of a raspberry, with a lamp post erected in the center, and curved branch lamps protrude from the upper, middle and lower layers of the post.

The upper layer of the curved branches is the head of a sheep, the middle layer is the head of a dragon, and the lower layer is the head of a tiger, and the animal head is painted with vermilion.

Each lamp is a shallow disc, with a short handle at the bottom of the disc just inserted into the top of the beast's head. It is a rare and exquisite lamp.

There are nine candles burning brightly on each lamp, no wonder it is so bright.

Li Mu wears a gold and silver headdress, a pearl and jade ring, earlobes with bright moon pendants, and black clothes around the edges, bright and moving.

"Is Aaron feeling better?"

Li Mu leaned over and spit out orchid fragrance.

"Well, it's okay."

I don't know if it's the lighting problem, or Li Mu's careful dressing up, but I always feel that she is more exciting than before.

Feng Junhou's eyes that were a little bit astringent suddenly became energetic at this moment.

Miss Mu, who was famous outside, couldn't bear Feng Junhou's gaze, lowered her head, and asked softly: "This concubine, can I still fall into Ah Lang's eyes?"

"Usually, it is already 10 points, but now it seems that it has added 3 points."

When Li Mu heard this, there was a smile on his lips, and the light of joy shone in his eyes.

Feng Yong reached out and touched her clothes, "How can I wear this..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at the nine lit lamps again, and he suddenly understood.

Looking up, Li Mu bit his lower lip: "Concubine..."

Seeing her rare little girl appearance, Feng Yong smiled understandingly, "Where's my new clothes?"

Li Mu let out a soft "ah" when he heard his words, and his slightly opened mouth couldn't close for a while.

"When you started, the war was urgent, and everything was kept simple. Later, you returned to Nanxiang, and I never had the opportunity to make up for you. It was my mistake."

Feng Yong shook his head, propped himself up from the couch, "I should be the one to arrange this."

Li Mu hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and said gratefully, "It's my concubine's waywardness, it's a blessing to have Ah Lang understand."

"Besides, if Alang mentions this kind of thing, I'm afraid it's not good."

"Ask? What are you mentioning?" Feng Yong couldn't react for a while.

"It's nothing." Li Mu quickly covered it up, "Ah Lang will take a rest first, and this concubine will get some clothes for Alang to change into."

Although he had already drank a lot of wine, he still had to drink this cup of wine.

There was no supporter to help set up the banquet, and there was no nanny to help wash the title. Everything was done by Li Mu himself.

Seeing that Caihu was merged into one by Feng Yong, Li Mu's face and eyes seemed to glow.

It can be seen that she is very satisfied with everything in front of her.

"Thank you, Aaron."

Li Mu took the initiative to lean into Feng Yong's arms and said softly.

"I should be the one to say thank you."

Feng Yong said sincerely.

Looking at the nine lanterns that bloomed from time to time, and the beautiful woman in his arms, Feng Yong only felt the blood in his chest surging, and whispered in her ear:

"Fang banquets are held in Jinli, and the orchid pots are beautiful in the early years. The colorful lights divide the land, and the bright lights are far away from the sky. When the Han Dynasty is suspected, the stars are falling, and the moon hangs by the building. Don't have a thousand golden smiles, come to reflect the nine branches."

Li Mu raised his head, his eyes sparkled.

Feng Yongneng could feel the body shivering slightly in his arms.

"Ah Lang, this... this article..."

"For you, do you like it?"

"Like it! I like it so much I can't believe it's real."

"You mentioned this to Xijun?"

"No, it was the lady who mentioned it to the concubine, saying that the concubine has done a little credit for managing the family's property over the years, so I allowed the concubine to make up for it this time."

Well, this should be self-effacing. Li Mu's credit cannot be expressed with "micro".

"That's why you said just now that I'm going to mention it, I'm afraid it's not good, what do you mean?"

Li Mu snorted, and stammered, "Concubine... Concubine was talking too fast, and said the wrong thing."

Ah!

If I can't deal with the old woman, I can't deal with the concubine?

Feng Junhou flipped his hand, grabbed the woman, and threatened: "Little lady, you have to think about it, if you don't tell the truth, the Sa family has a way to deal with you."

"How does Alang want to deal with his concubine?"

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