The melodious sound of the flute rang out in the ancestral home.

There is a hint of sadness in the melody.

Ning Que sat at the railing and played the jade flute.

Shen Qinghe stood by and waited quietly.

Today is Zhengdan, the day when Dafeng celebrates the New Year. Originally, Dafeng celebrated the New Year in October. During the reign of Emperor Wu, the calendar was revised and a new Taichu calendar was established, stipulating that Zhengdan be the beginning of the year.

Because it was the Lunar New Year, Dafeng rarely had a day off. Most officials were given three days off, allowing them to bathe, change clothes, and spend time with their families at home.

Shoubo stood by, silent. When the old Prince Ning was alive, every New Year's celebration was very lively. They would come to the ancestral home to celebrate the New Year and invite many distant relatives. Unfortunately, after the old Prince Ning passed away, the palace became much quieter.

The song is over.

Ning Que then handed the jade flute to Shou Bo.

"Qinghe, let's go."

"Um."

"Brother Leng and the others have left, right?"

"Most of them have already left." Shen Qinghe followed him through the attic. "They know you have official business to attend to, so many of them left last night. They told you not to worry about it. As long as we're destined to meet again, we'll definitely meet again."

"I still want to keep them for the New Year."

“That’s what they’re afraid of.”

Shen Qinghe smiled.

Shenji Pavilion does not like red tape.

They don't attach much importance to festivals.

They are indifferent to fame and fortune and travel among the people.

Sometimes they would help the weak and punish the strong, and kill thugs.

They arrived suddenly, and left even more suddenly. Asking Ning Que to see them off, and then saying sweet nothings to them, wouldn't have suited their style. So, without telling Ning Que, they suddenly left the city.

"The Prime Minister, the Grand Tutor, and even the six ministers have all come to them and presented them with many gifts. What do you think they want to do?"

Ning Que smiled and nodded.

This was actually secretly allowed by Emperor Feng.

After all, he didn't want to miss out on these talents.

Come to the ancestral temple.

Ning Que burned incense and prayed respectfully.

Shen Qinghe also kowtowed with him.

Now she is Princess Ning.

It’s the mistress of the palace!

Naturally, we also need to worship our ancestors.

By the time the sacrifice was over, more than half an hour had passed.

Fortunately, Uncle Fu had already prepared the carriage.

They got in the carriage and headed towards the palace.

"Master, he hasn't left yet?"

"Still in the Six Arts." Shen Qinghe looked helpless. "Grand Tutor Yu is so eager to pester my father every day that even Junior Brother Lu and the others are staying there."

"OK."

Ning Que nodded thoughtfully.

He will go to Linzi County later.

Including two senior brothers Haizai and Haigui.

They have extensive sailing experience.

He is also good at building ships.

In this era, talent is scarce.

The carriage passed through the palace gate smoothly.

Finally it stopped at the courtyard.

Uncle Fu drove the carriage and followed the imperial guards.

"It feels so deserted inside the palace."

"Just some red lanterns."

"The Imperial Palace is the political center, so it must be solemn and dignified." Ning Que smiled. "Such a large place, with only the Emperor and his family living there, naturally seems deserted."

Shen Qinghe seemed to be thinking about something.

She walked very slowly.

Now I also pay attention to my manners.

You still need to be polite in the palace.

She now represents the Ning Wang Mansion.

Led by Madam Yang, they arrived at Yongning Palace. In addition to the Empress Dowager Fengdi, there was also a harem group headed by the Empress, and of course, they all had to be at least Imperial Concubines.

"Auntie, brother, and sister-in-law, Happy New Year."

Ning Que smiled and raised his hand to bow.

The emperor immediately stood up.

"You are finally here, please sit down."

"You are the Princess of Ning, right?" The Queen looked at Shen Qinghe curiously. She asked her to sit next to her and praised her. "I heard that you are the daughter of the Master of the Divine Machine Pavilion and are also proficient in martial arts. I didn't expect you to be so beautiful. Prince Ning is so lucky."

"Thank you, Queen."

"You can call me the Emperor's sister-in-law too."

Queen Lu Huan smiled faintly.

She is the apple of Prince Lu's eye.

He has the face of Zhang Guotai and the people's peace.

She wore light makeup and a gold and jade hairpin on her head.

In terms of appearance alone, it's not that good.

But it has a noble and elegant temperament.

Sitting at the table, with a graceful demeanor.

Because it was a family feast, a large round table was used. The dishes on the table were relatively light, with few meat dishes. This was a Dafeng tradition, a reminder for the royal family to be frugal.

Every meal should be appreciated as it is not easy to come by.

Every thread is precious, and resources are limited.

Dafeng had been at war for years and was short of supplies.

Therefore, the royal family must take the lead in saving.

Shen Qinghe sat between the Queen and the Queen Mother.

Obviously the group's favorite.

Ning Que and Emperor Feng sat opposite each other.

"Xiao Ning, where is your father-in-law?"

"He's still in the Six Arts."

"That Grand Tutor Yu..." Emperor Feng shook his head helplessly. "He hasn't even attended the morning court these past two days. He's been constantly accompanying the Pavilion Master, serving him tea and water. He even came to me, asking how I can keep Pavilion Master Bu in the Six Arts. He even asked me to give him some honorary position and some fiefdom, and he's even willing to give up his position as Dean of the Six Arts."

"Don't do that!"

Ning Que quickly tried to dissuade him.

"Master hates these things the most."

"If I really did that, I might just leave."

"Now, while he's happy, I can stay for a few more days."

"I think so too."

Emperor Feng smiled and nodded.

Anyone who has something outstanding in this world has a temper.

Bu Suanzi had already clearly rejected him.

If you force it, it will make people feel disgusted.

"Come on, everyone, pick up your chopsticks."

The Queen Mother picked up the chopsticks herself.

The chicken legs were distributed to the Queen and Shen Qinghe.

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