Chapter 322 One Night Fish and Dragon Dance

Tomorrow is the first day.

Looking at the blood-red sun in the sky, Yang Yanzhao could faintly hear the sound of joy on the streets in the distance. He said goodbye to the old and welcomed the new. He was so popular everywhere.

I don't know if they are safe in Bianliang.

I meditated in my heart, and the strong fragrance in the yard drifted away. Housekeeper Chen and others were busy all day, changed the big red lanterns, hung bright peach charms, and made a table of good dishes.

I seem to be doing well these years.

Wang Pin and others outside the yard were persuaded by Yang Yanzhao to go home to reunite. The Liao people on the street were still there, but at this time, they did not dare to act rashly.

"Your Excellency, everything is ready. Is it time to sacrifice to heaven?"

Sacrifice to heaven is something that every small family has to do. Rich people put on three animals and five animals, and worship gods in ancestral halls and temples, while poor people take out the money they have accumulated for a year to buy some meat and fishy things, set up a simple incense case in their yard, and beg God to protect their fortune in the coming year.

Do as the Romans do, and housekeeper Chen is also prepared for these.

After Yang Yanzhao nodded, the servants set up the incense table in twos and threes, and brought up the prepared dishes.

After everything was ready, Housekeeper Chen stepped forward and asked Yang Yanzhao to preside over the sacrifice of the sky, but the latter shook his head, "Housekeeper Chen, I have never done this kind of thing. It belongs to a layman. If I host it, it is inevitable that the club will be lost and offend the gods. Butler Chen, you can do it."

But how dare the latter follow? He said in panic, "The villain dares not. The adult is the head of the family. How can the villain dare to overdo it?"

No matter what Yang Yanzhao said, the housekeeper Chen did not agree. In desperation, he had to come forward and reluctantly finish the sacrifice to heaven according to the housekeeper Chen in a whisper.

"Okay, it's time for dinner!"

Yang Yanzhao, who was tired and sweating, said this with a smile. Everyone danced happily, and Chen Moer jumped like a rabbit in her arms.

The dishes on the table were full of seductive aroma. Yang Yanzhao looked at the servants with a little restrained faces and nodded to Housekeeper Chen with a smile, who held out a small wooden box.

Taking over the wooden box, Yang Yanzhao opened it, took out six kits, and handed them to those loyal and honest servants and housekeeper Chen. "These days, everyone has suffered, and it's the end of the year in a blink of an eye. This is the New Year's gift for you. Go back and buy some clothes and food for yourself."

The kit is filled with two taels of silver, which is enough for the ordinary people of the Liao Dynasty to live for a few months. Although Yang Yanzhao does not know whether there are any of these servants who monitor him, they did not go back when the family reunited at the end of this year. I think they are homeless. They are all fallen people in the world. There is always have some emotion.

What's more, these silvers were sent by Han De, which is also a borrowed flower to offer Buddha.

After giving the money, Yang Yanzhao took out a scarlet auspicious cloud wooden box and handed it to Chen Mo'er, who was staring at it. "No, Mo'er, this is for you. I hope Mo'er will be more lively and cute next year."

When he got it in his hand happily, Chen Moer quickly opened it, but it was a gold-inlaid jade hairpin. Under the light, there was a transparent halo, and immediately happily thanked Yang Yanzhao.

looked at the remaining brocade bags in the wooden box, and glanced at Zuo Po Sa, who was a little depressed. Yang Yanzhao sighed deeply, took it out and handed it to him. "Here, I'm also an envoy of witchcraft. At the beginning of the new year, I have to send something to your only subordinate, otherwise in the future No one will save my life."

Yang Yanzhao still doesn't have a good impression of Zuo Po, but these days, looking at the loneliness and sadness that often appear in her eyebrows, she suddenly softened a little.

Of course, this also means to attract her. After all, Zuo Po Sa is Yang Yanzhao's biggest amulet.

His face was still cold. Zuo Posha did not pick up the brocade bag handed over by Yang Yanzhao, but Chen Moer couldn't help grabbing it. After opening it, she took out a dark green bracelet and immediately exclaimed, "Sister Zuo, this bracelet is so beautiful. It must look better on Sister Zuo's hand."

With that, he couldn't help pulling Zuo Po's left hand and wearing the jade bracelet on the slender wrist. The white and fat-like wrist with a faint green background was very beautiful.

"It's really beautiful!"

Chen Moer grinned. The left woman lowered her head and said like a mosquito and flies for a long time, "Thank you very much."

This thank you made Yang Yanzhao a little uncomfortable. The mother-in-law seemed to have a different temper and looked at her twice, but the latter still frowned coldly, thinking that she might have had hallucinations just now.

whispering, Yang Yanzhao raised the wine glass in his hand, and the rest of the people also raised the glass. In the bad drinking cup, there was a green clarification **.

It was the juice squeezed by Yang Yanzhao himself. The little girl Chen Moer liked it very much. The sweet and sour taste made her unable to put it down.

Just as everyone was drinking a glass of wine with a smile and preparing to move their chopsticks, the door was pushed open, and Feng Han poured in. She looked up, but Qiong'e was smiling.

A moon-white embroidered plum jacket, a snow feather shoulder, and a pink and milky white satin skirt. There are many gold and silver lines of civet fluff on the skirt, and an emerald hairpin is inserted on the black hair of a butterfly bun, with a thin wisp of green fringe pendants.

This look is extremely eye-catching.

Yingying autumn water-like eyes looked into the room. When he saw his servants sitting with Yang Yanzhao, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he was relieved to think of his usual appearance.

But later, I saw the cold left woman. Qiong'e's face was full of shock. She was a little stunned. Then she bent down and saluted, "Yelü Qiong'e has seen the saint."

Zuo Posa glanced at her eyes and didn't say anything. Perhaps because she was there, Qiong'e, who was so excited, was so uneasy that she stood there and didn't know what to do.

At this time, Yang Yanzhao also woke up from surprise. The beginning of the year is a major festival. There must be a banquet in the palace, and Qiong'e bursts in here, and the intention is already obvious.

He didn't know what to do for a while.

"Princess, you came at the right time. We were just about to eat!"

There is no one else but Chen Moer who can speak so happily. A few days ago, Qiong'e often came to find Yang Yanzhao, and she also loved the little girl very much, so the relationship between the two was good.

With that, Chen Moer happily ran to Qiong'e's side. After she was so noisy, Yang Yanzhao could no longer be silent. He coughed twice and said with laughter, "Has the princess ever eaten?"

Yang Yanzhao glanced at Yang Yanzhao with some sadness. Qiong'e whispered, "My brother accompanied my sister-in-law. It was a little cold in the palace, so I brought some dishes to you to have a look."

He took the red lacquered peony food box in the hand of the maid behind him. Obviously, he hadn't eaten yet.

In this way, Yang Yanzhao asked the housekeeper Chen to bring a few wooden chairs and asked Qiong'e to sit with her attendants, but the maid and the entourage said that they did not dare to sit and drink with the saint and the princess. When Yang Yanzhao had nothing to do, Zuo Po Sijiao shouted, "Let you eat it. Where's the pretentiousness comes from!"

As a result, there were a few more diners with bowls and chopsticks on the table who were a little trembling. Even Qiong'e, who was sitting next to Chen Mo'er, seemed to be a little uncomfortable. I didn't expect that Zuo Posi would be here.

Fortunately, there was Chen Mo'er, a little girl, who talked and laughed from time to time, which eased the somewhat depressing atmosphere.

It took a lot of time to talk while eating a meal. After dinner, Qiong'e twisted for a long time before walking to Yang Yanzhao, who was drinking tea. "The night market is very lively today. Shall we go out and have a look?"

Hearing this, there was a howling in his heart. He couldn't bear this feeling, but he couldn't think of a way to refuse Qiong'e without hurting her.

Maybe she will take revenge and leave the capital, she will forget it!

He sighed secretly. Just as Yang Yanzhao was about to shake his head and say that he was not feeling well, Chen Moer over there had already clapped his hands happily. Even Zuo Posha, a trace of yearning appeared on his cold face.

That's all, so I went out for a walk, and I had the right to disperse the bitterness in my heart that there was nowhere to say.

Hearing Yang Yanzhao's consent, Qiong'e showed a charming smile. Chen Moer hurried back to feed the rabbit. The little girl was afraid that she would come back late to play, so she starved the baby rabbit.

It was bitterly cold outside, so they went back to the house to add some clothes. After cleaning up a little, Yang Yanzhao led Chen Moer, and Qiong'e followed him and planned to go out.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, Yang Yanzhao looked back and looked at Zuo Po-ha standing in the corridor. "Without you, in case of an assassin at the market, who will protect us?"

"Sister Zuo, come together. Mr. He just said he would buy us some beautiful clothes!"

After a moment of hesitation, Zuo Po Sa came forward and followed Yang Yanzhao, and a little loss flashed in Qiong'e's beautiful eyes.

The group of people went out of the house, and the Liao soldiers on the street had not yet dispersed. Seeing Yang Yanzhao coming out, they hurriedly came forward with knives and guns. But after seeing Zuo Boxa and Qiong'e, the general did not know what to do, so he had to watch them slowly walk towards the block.

After walking for a while, there was a lot of noise in my ears. After turning a few corners, the fire in front of me was full of fire. The market, which had been stopped for a long time because of the cold, was extremely lively today.

People are looking forward to it, shoulder to shoulder one after another, endless streams, hawkers can be seen everywhere, and the objects on the shelves are dazzling.

As Chen Moer said two days ago, the surrounding restaurants and teahouses have changed their faces, and even tie up "colorful doors" and hang colorful flags.

Looking around, I can only see the pearls of the market, Hu Yingluo Qi, competing luxury. Qiang pipe plays the flute, the diamond song is in the middle of the night, and the old man is playing with the baby. Thousands of riders hold high teeth, listen to the flute and drums drunk, and enjoy the full moon.

For a moment, even Yang Yanzhao felt overwhelmed, and words that were once very familiar also emerged. He couldn't help whispering, "Thousands of trees blooming flowers at night in the east wind, and the stars are like rain. The BMW car is full of fragrance all over the road. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance overnight.