Shen Qing is different from Shen Jing, she has always had her own opinions.

"Alas." Shen Jianshan sighed. "How long are you going to stop making trouble?"

“General, this time, I’m really doing this for Shen Qing’s own good.”

"If you really want to do good for her, then stop interfering in her affairs." Shen Jianshan advised, "We don't know how Qingqing has been through these years, and we have no right to decide anything for her in the name of doing good for her.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Yanzhi hasn't found a daughter-in-law for so many years, but you turned a blind eye to it, right? Why do you have to arrange Qingqing's life when it comes to her? "

"Yan Zhi is busy in the military camp all day, how can he have time to visit you? Even if he is older and has military merits, no one will care about him. But Chen Qing is a woman, and a woman should..."

"It's different now than it was back then. When to get married, who to marry, what to do and what not to do are all their own business. Don't worry about it anymore."

Cheng Xue fell silent and stopped arguing.

"If you really want to do something, the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and everyone in the mansion should be busy preparing. No one else can do this except you, the wife."

Cheng Xue's nose felt sore and she nodded.

Shen Jianshan no longer needs to go to the military camp, as everyone is preparing for the New Year these days.

After Jiang Zhuo successfully captured Chen Yue and others, the tense and oppressive atmosphere hanging over the capital seemed to be blown away in an instant by a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.

The streets and alleys were festooned with lights, and bright red lanterns hung high above, illuminating the night like day. Multicolored silks fluttered in the wind, resembling a vibrant rainbow. Brand-new Spring Festival couplets were posted on shop entrances, their calligraphy flowing like dragons and snakes, the fragrance of ink filling the air.

The market was bustling with activity. Children, dressed in new clothes and holding candied haws, played and laughed. Adults, beaming with joy, carefully selected New Year's goods.

The shouts of street performers, the crackling of firecrackers, and the laughter of people are intertwined together, immersing the entire capital in the strong flavor of the New Year.

"Qingwu, the way you posted this couplet looks like it was kicked by a young lady's donkey."

"Huh? Is it so crooked?"

"Yeah, even the lady can stick it straighter than you do when she throws it casually!"

"Then you come?"

"Thank you for the invitation, but I won't come."

Qingge turned around and left. She was the supervisor appointed by the young lady and she was busy.

It's rare to see such a festive and lively atmosphere in Wangyuexuan.

On New Year’s Eve, we should have dinner together as usual.

"This year is Qingqing's first New Year since returning. May our family always be safe and sound."

Shen Jianshan raised his glass to give a speech and several people drank together.

"Qingqing, I've packed a big red envelope for you!" Chen Yanzhi took out a thick red envelope from his arms, "I wish all our Qingqing's wishes come true!"

"Thank you, brother." Shen Qing accepted it without hesitation.

You must collect the New Year’s money to bring good luck.

"Daddy prepared some for you, too. One for you and one for Yanzhi."

Cheng Xue saw that Shen Qing had accepted the red envelopes given by the two of them, and she had also prepared one, but she didn't know if Shen Qing would accept it.

Shen Jianshan secretly winked at Cheng Xue.

Why not strike while the iron is hot? What are you waiting for?

"Your Majesty..."

Suddenly there was a crackling sound outside and someone started setting off fireworks.

Shen Qing loved watching fireworks the most, she couldn’t help but stand up and walked out the door.

In the past, during the Chinese New Year, the master loved to take her to the rooftop to watch the fireworks.

It's really beautiful.

Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Come on, good boy, this is for you. Give birth to a big fat baby next year!"

"Dad, you should wish me good luck in my career and a promotion."

What a big fat baby.

"If you get promoted any higher, you'll be as good as your father. That won't do. There's no way I'm going to let you shit on my head!"

"Old man, can you be a little more vulgar? General Shen is a military commander, but he is more refined than you."

"Hey, you haven't even gotten married yet, and you're already showing partiality to your father-in-law?!"

Jiang Zhuo curled his lips. This old guy is really drunk.

"Okay, we've finished our meal. Go play by yourself. I'll go see your mother." Jiang Ling stood up and patted Jiang Zhuo's shoulder. "Good boy, your shoulders are broader than your father's!"

"I'm old, really old..."

Jiang Zhuo picked up the wine glass with a leisurely look, drank the wine in the glass, then put on the dress embroidered with cloud patterns neatly and walked leisurely to the long street.

On New Year's Eve, she must have had the New Year's Eve dinner at the general's mansion.

It would not be good for him to disturb them.

On New Year's Eve, the streets are bustling with activity, and the air is filled with joy. Most of the people are innocent children, holding all kinds of fireworks, running and playing happily in the streets and alleys.

They carefully lit the fireworks, and with a "whoosh", colorful sparks shot straight into the night sky and instantly bloomed into bright flowers, illuminating the children's rosy faces.

"Set off firecrackers and beat the Nian monster!"

"I don't want the beast back then!"

"No, if you lose you will become the beast!"

"Well then, I'm going to eat you!"

…

The surroundings were bustling with activity, but his back looked somewhat lonely.

He still clearly remembers that when he saw Shen Qing in that dilapidated temple, a strange feeling surged in his heart.

They were of the same kind, and he couldn't help but get in touch with her and get to know her.

The more you understand, the more addicted you become.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhuo felt someone patting his shoulder. When he turned around, an enlarged ghost face appeared in front of him.

"I am a ghost."

Shen Qing took off the mask, wondering why he didn't react at all?

"Please, Master Jiang, can you please give me some reaction? You're really spoiling the fun!"

"You scared me." Jiang Zhuo said softly.

No, could you be a little more perfunctory?

"Tsk." Shen Qing rolled his eyes, "boring."

"Why are you here?"

"Come out and watch the fireworks." Shen Qing pointed to the group of children setting off fireworks in front. "Master said that if you watch fireworks in a lively place, you won't feel that the fireworks are fleeting."

She didn't want to stay in the house, and didn't want to see Cheng Xue's cautious look as she wanted to get close to her.

"That makes sense."

Shen Qing suddenly took a quick step and stood in front of Jiang Zhuo, stretched out his hand and looked at him expectantly.

Jiang Zhuo understood and took off his purse and placed it in Shen Qing's hand. "I wish you a life of prosperity and wealth!"

Good, good, I’ve been caught.

"What about mine, my dear?"

Shen Qing dodged a glance, reached out to take out her purse, and handed it to Jiang Zhuo hesitantly.

Be smart and don't take it.

Jiang Zhuo saw through Shen Qing's little expression, and immediately took the purse and opened it. There was only a brocade handkerchief inside.

This person is so ignorant!

"Hey... How could you open it in front of someone?"

To be honest, she never puts money in her purse for fear of it being stolen.

"My dear, is this handkerchief a token of love?"