Near the end of the year, the continuous snowy days covered the earth with a thick white blanket, which is in line with the saying that auspicious snow means a good harvest.

In Qinian Palace, Chu Yuening was thinking hard.

New Year's Eve is coming soon, and she plans to promote the lively New Year customs of later generations.

For any Chinese person, New Year's Eve is the most important festival of the year, and celebrating the New Year is also an obsession in everyone's heart.

This is the cultural heritage and spiritual core of a nation, and also an invisible bond that can connect and unite the Chinese people scattered across the country.

However, many customs are still extremely unfamiliar to the people of Daqin, so they need to be adopted step by step.

"How about we send blessings to the people of Daqin this year?"

A flash of inspiration came to her mind, Chu Yuening's starry eyes lit up, and her tightly knitted brows relaxed instantly.

She asked the palace maids to bring red paper and a brush. She first cut the red paper into diamond shapes with scissors, and then wrote the word "Fu" in the middle.

In an instant, the auspicious feeling of the New Year was felt. Chu Yuening held the brush and admired her masterpiece with great joy.

At this time, Ying Zheng, who had finished dealing with government affairs early, strode over and saw that the woman seemed to have written something, and he became curious.

"Yuening, what are you doing?"

The man's magnetic voice interrupted Chu Yuening's self-admiration. She put down her brush and excitedly expressed her thoughts.

"A Zheng, what do you think of this character for blessing?"

"Very good."

"How about giving one to every citizen in the world?"

"Hmm? Okay."

Although Ying Zheng did not understand Yue Ning's intention, he still expressed respect. After all, there was nothing wrong in giving a calligraphy to the people.

Seeing the man's unhesitating support, Chu Yuening smiled brightly, and she couldn't help but throw herself into that broad chest and act coquettishly.

"A Zheng, why don't you ask?"

"Because Yue Ning must have your reasons for doing this."

The person in his arms tilted her little face up, looking cute and adorable. Ying Zheng smiled dotingly, his calm phoenix eyes as inclusive as the starry sky on a summer night.

Hearing this, Chu Yuening's eyes curved into crescents. She stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's chin, then slowly explained.

"This is not only a blessing, but also a sustenance and a belief."

"The people of Daqin share common beliefs, culture, and customs, which makes them inseparable and united."

"Even after ten, a hundred, or a thousand years of change, this belief will not fade, but will remain ever new."

The woman's words made Ying Zheng suddenly enlightened.

Yes, since we were able to unify the people of the six kingdoms by standardizing the writing system and the wheel gauge, we can now also unite the spiritual beliefs of the people of Qin through customs and culture.

In the past, when people were hungry and poorly clothed, naturally no one would waste time or energy following any customs.

But now the world is at peace, the people are well-fed and well-clothed, and live and work in peace and contentment. This is a perfect opportunity.

"Yuening always makes me feel refreshed."

"Hehe, it's not worth mentioning. Ah Zheng's original plan to standardize the writing system and the railway gauge was a great feat!"

The admiration in the woman's eyes was undisguised. Ying Zheng raised the corners of his lips in pleasure and leaned over to place a kiss on her fluttering eyelashes.

Although he was tired of the flattery of his ministers, Ying Zheng was still very pleased with the admiration of his lover.

Chu Yuening thought that there was not much time left until New Year's Eve, so she quickly pulled Ying Zheng to the table.

"A Zheng, let's write a few more blessing characters and then see which one to choose for printing."

"How about Yue Ning and I write a painting together?"

"Huh? That's a good idea!"

In the warm and peaceful palace, Ying Zheng embraced the petite woman, bent down slightly and held her slender hand.

The next moment, the two of them wielded their pens together and wrote a flamboyantly written "Fu" character on the red paper.

The next day, the paper mills and printing factories, having received the imperial edict, started working immediately and worked overtime to produce the word "Fu".

Taking the distance into consideration, Chu Yuening ordered that the blessing characters be delivered from far to near, so that all the people of Daqin could receive them on time.

As the end of the year draws closer, the festive atmosphere in the counties and prefectures of Daqin becomes stronger.

Nowadays, people have enough food and clothing, live and work in peace and contentment. Not only do they have enough food and clothing, but they also have extra money in their pockets.

New Year’s Eve is no longer a day to exorcise ghosts and evil spirits, but has become a festival for family reunion and celebration.

People wearing military coats can be seen everywhere on the streets, in the market, and in the supply and marketing cooperatives. This scene is particularly festive and lively in the cold winter.

In Xianyang City, the supply and marketing cooperative was surrounded by crowds of people, and the salespersons were distributing red blessing characters in an orderly manner.

"Come on! Register your information, and every household can get three tickets!"

"Is this really a gift from His Majesty and the Queen?"

"Of course, didn't you read the court newspaper? It said that His Majesty and His Majesty wished us a happy New Year's Eve!"

"Hey, I'm happy, how can I not be happy? Now I have enough to eat and wear warm clothes, and I can even work and make money. I never dared to dream of such a life before!"

Several women held the thin red paper in their hands, very gently, as if they were handling a fragile treasure.

Looking at the festive red color, they praised the exquisite handwriting. Although they were illiterate, the word "Fu" was firmly imprinted in their hearts.

"Look, this handwriting is really good!"

"Of course not! I'll put it on the door when I get back. It's so festive..."

"I heard that the word 'Fu' should be pasted upside down!"

"Why?"

The women asked in unison, all with puzzled expressions on their faces, why should the words be pasted upside down?

"Stupid! Fortune falls down, fortune comes up!"

In Nanhai County, the county lieutenant Ren Xiong was holding a red blessing character in his hand, lost in thought, with an uncontrollable excitement on his handsome face.

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