Sheng Qi responded without hesitation: "I, I, my handwriting is very beautiful!"
"Okay," Tang Shiyue didn't choose anyone and cut the red paper: "Write a few more blessing characters, we will post them everywhere during the New Year, and also put up couplets."
She counted on her fingers: home, Xu's family, martial arts hall, winery, Yuefang, workshop... There were quite a lot of names to write down, and according to the rules, a sticker had to be placed on the door of every room.
Tang Shiyue judged others by himself and thought that it would take a whole day to write so many, so he continued to ask for help: "Anything else! Mr. Yan, can you write?"
Sheng Qi burst out in anger: "Ayue, I can write it, don't let my uncle write it."
Tang Shiyue looked at him and said, "But you are so young, how good can your handwriting be? It doesn't matter if you put stickers in the room are good or bad, but it's better to put a good one at the door... It's all my fault, I forgot about this before I left."
Yan Dong came over with a smile, and Sheng Qi helped to grind the ink with great fear, while saying to Tang Shiyue: "My uncle helped you write the word 'Fu'... Alas, this is definitely the good deeds of your ancestors."
Tang Shiyue's eyes lit up: "He writes very well? Will it be valuable?"
Sheng Qi held his forehead with his hand: "It's not a question of whether it's worth money..."
Hmm? Tang Shiyue pretended not to understand: "If it's inconvenient, don't write it. I can find someone else to write it."
...
...
"It's not inconvenient." Yan Dong dipped the brush into ink and wrote the word "Fu" (meaning "Fu").
Tang Shiyue thought it was indeed beautiful, so she happily took it out to show off.
After a while, Xia Yuhui came and saw the calligraphy. He exclaimed, "Whose calligraphy is this? It's really well written! It's like a flying cloud and a startling dragon! Without twenty years of hard work, you can never write such good calligraphy!"
"Wow!" Tang Shiyue immediately felt like she had found a treasure and pushed Sheng Qi away: "Then don't write anymore, let him write it all!"
Sheng Qi said speechlessly: "Ayue, you are really willing to use my uncle."
"It's a waste if you don't use it!" Tang Shiyue said, "He has practiced such good calligraphy. I am giving him a chance to show off!"
Sheng Qi glared at her: "Then should I still thank you?"
"You're welcome," Tang Shiyue said with a smile, "Lord Yan and I have always had arguments before, so this little thing is nothing to worry about."
Yan Dong, who had no chance to speak from beginning to end: "..."
Xia Yuhui came up and said, "Boss, can you leave me a copy after you finish writing?"
"No problem!" Tang Shiyue was very generous: "Take it yourself! Take as much as you want!"
Sheng Qi: “…”
Xia Yuhui took two of them as if they were treasures.
Yandong was neither anxious nor impatient, and really wrote all the necessary blessing characters and couplets for her.
After writing it, Tang Shiyue was a little reluctant to post it. Maybe it would be very valuable in the future! After much hesitation, he only posted the one he wrote on the door. He had Tang Shirong and a few others rewrite the rest.
She thinks Yan Dong is a really good person. He gives people the impression of being a person with broad knowledge, high level and big vision. He understands that the world is diverse, so no matter what he encounters, he can treat it with a normal mind.
Sometimes she felt that he was a bit like Hua Manlou.
But Hua Manlou is the kind of person with a clear mind and a broad mind.
As for Yan Dong, his outward appearance is similar to Hua Manlou, but his inner heart is different.
For example, when it comes to Tang Shiyue, Hua Manlou may think that "this young lady is interesting". He is observing and appreciating her.
But Yan Dong was thinking about why this young lady was so interesting, whether she would continue to be interesting in the future, and whether such interestingness was useful. He had an attitude of thinking, researching, and "controlling people".
She really admired him.
But it’s New Year’s Day, and these two don’t plan to go home?
Even in modern times, those who can go home for the New Year will definitely go home, right?
In fact, Yan Dong had originally planned to take the clothes back to the palace to celebrate the New Year as soon as they were woven, but when she reminded him of this, he suddenly thought...it would actually be nice to spend the New Year here.
They had been staying in farmers' houses before, but Tang Shiyue's place was good to live in, the food was good, the place was clean and tidy, they felt comfortable getting along with each other, and there were surprises from time to time, which was much better than anywhere else.
He decided to spend the New Year here.
…………
The twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, in the imperial palace in the capital Chang'an.
After the court session, Emperor Ming Yan summoned several old ministers and was discussing matters in the Qinzheng Hall when he saw a figure flash in front of the hall door.
Although he did not see clearly, Emperor Ming Yan seemed to have noticed something. After sending away the old ministers, he asked outside, "Is the prince back?"
The chief eunuch Gu Jiuxing stepped forward hastily and said, "Your Majesty, it was indeed His Highness who sent someone to deliver the things back."
If someone is sent to deliver something, that person will never come back.
Emperor Ming Yan was immediately annoyed and snorted, "Is he not planning to come back for the New Year? He's even making a bet with me!"
Gu Jiuxing hurriedly smiled and said, "How can Your Highness be angry with the Emperor? Maybe there is a reason. The people sent by Your Highness are waiting outside!"
Emperor Mingyan snorted again before saying, "Announce."
The prince's shadow guard came in quickly, bowed and greeted, and handed over a letter and a small package.
Emperor Ming Yan first looked inside the small bag, and found a pair of black four-and-a-half treasures. Because four-and-a-half treasures were popular among the people, he had seen them several times, and saw that the workmanship was ordinary and a little crooked, so he couldn't help but frowned.
When the prince opened the letter, he found that the letter talked about what he had seen and heard in the past few days. He also emphasized that he was now in Qinzhou. He also half-jokingly told some stories about Xiao Fu Niang, and said that he wanted to stay among the people during the New Year to experience the customs of the folk New Year.
The wording in the letter was very casual, and there was even a hint of coquettishness between the lines.
He didn't say anything about serving the country and the people, nor did he raise the banner of understanding the people's sentiments. He just thought this place was very interesting, the people were very interesting, and there were so many delicious foods, so he wanted to stay and celebrate the New Year.
This tone and this way of doing things are very different from the prince who has always been well-behaved, but he is more like a "son".
And at the end he wrote that he had woven this set of four-and-a-half treasures by himself. Because he was clumsy, he was ridiculed by the young lady for a long time, but he still shamelessly presented it to the emperor, asking him to use it for his own use and not to be seen by anyone.
Emperor Ming Yan found it somewhat amusing.
When I picked up the glove again, the stitches of different sizes were already full of interest.
No matter how old a son is, he is still a child. He couldn't help but laugh and scold: "This kid is so happy that he doesn't even think about his family! He actually wants to spend the New Year away from home!"
When he put on the gloves, they were actually slightly different in length. Emperor Ming Yan laughed repeatedly: "Look, this was actually knitted by that kid himself. It's no wonder that people laugh at him when he knits it like this!"
Gu Jiuxing hurried forward, took a look, and said with a smile: "This is the filial piety of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It looks so exquisite. I wonder how many days His Royal Highness spent weaving it."
"They say it took them nearly ten days to weave!" Emperor Mingyan said with a smile, "They also sent me a few sets of clothes, saying they are the only ones in the world. Bring them all up for me to see!"
Gu Jiuxing hurriedly asked the eunuch to bring it up. Emperor Ming Yan got off the throne, took a closer look, and said with a smile, "It's quite interesting! Put it away, I'll try it later!" He turned around and asked the shadow guard, "What little Fu Niang, have you seen her too?"
The shadow guard bowed quickly and said, "Yes, she is young but very smart. The people in the village treat her like a fairy. Sheng Xiaolang heard her stories and came back to tell us, just like a storyteller."
"Sheng Qi is indeed very noisy, but only the Crown Prince can stand it." Emperor Ming Yan was in a good mood. As he returned to his seat, he smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"
The shadow guard picked out a few interesting ones and talked about them.
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