Each person paid ten guan and received five days of vacation, which made the people in the courtyard cheer.
When Gouzi, who was just secretly snooping for news, saw this scene, he suddenly felt hot in his eyes. He rolled his eyes and ran back to gather people. Following his example, he came to wish Xiao Han New Year greetings.
Everyone is Xiao Han's subordinate, so the Marquis can't favor one over the other, right?
The result of this was that Xiao Han's eyes nearly popped out when he saw a large group of people coming to pay him New Year's greetings!
All the servants in the Xiao Mansion are his in name, so it is only natural that he should give red envelopes!
But you are all soldiers of the Tang Dynasty! Is it appropriate to also ask for a red envelope from me?
However, after seeing the hopeful looks in the courtyard, Xiao Han's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally compromised.
Hey, after all, they follow you through life and death, and those who celebrate the Chinese New Year are no different.
Of course, after instructing Butler Lu to move money from the bank, Xiao Han also wiped his hands with sweat.
Fortunately, he doesn't have many people under his command as a general. If he were to be like Xiao Lizi, becoming the marshal of the world's military, it would only take one year and he would be bankrupt immediately...
A bowl of water is flat!
The people of the New Fire Guards also received ten guan each and received five days of vacation. But halfway through, Xiao Han suddenly saw the fat man mixed in the crowd, his eyes lit up immediately, and he sneered twice, then laughed. Butler Lu shuddered and looked back at him strangely.
Stand in line and eat fruit.
Soon, almost everyone happily accepted the red envelope from Butler Lu, but the fat man was still empty-handed.
Looking dumbfoundedly at the brothers squatting on the ground and counting money, the fat man swallowed, gathered up his courage, and timidly stepped forward to ask Butler Lu: "Mr. Lu, um...where's my share?"
Butler Lu had already received Xiao Han's instructions. Seeing that the fat man finally came to ask, he quickly smiled, turned around and took a tattered robe from a servant, unfolded it and handed it to the fat man: "Here, Mr. Hou took special care of me. This is your red envelope instead!"
"Ah?" The fat man was holding the robe and was about to cry: "Why? Why do they all have money, but I don't! This is not fair!"
Butler Lu rolled his eyes at him and said calmly: "What's the rush? I haven't finished speaking yet. It's certainly not fair to you!"
"Huh? Mr. Lu, what do you mean?" When the fat man heard this, he thought there was a turn of events, so he quickly shut his mouth and looked at Butler Lu eagerly.
At the same time, he didn't forget to laugh in his heart. This was just a joke played by Butler Lu on him. After laughing, it was time to throw out a big money bag and put a hundred and eighty dollars in it to satisfy the people around him!
I have to say that Fatty’s optimistic spirit is indeed very similar to Xiao Han’s! But, Lotte, in many cases, is also called wishful thinking...
Therefore, he did not wait for the heavy bag of money, but only waited for Butler Lu's somewhat uncontrollable words: "Well, the Marquis said that he spent a full twenty dollars on this robe when he bought it! It was just confiscated. Your ten red envelopes are only half enough!
In this way, it happens that the person who chops firewood in the kitchen is on a break, and it is only fair that you take over these days and work hard to pay back the money! By the way, I forgot to mention that there is no firewood behind. Go and chop wood quickly. Don’t miss the family’s lunch! "
"Plop..."
By the time Butler Lu finished speaking, the fat man's eyes were dull and he fell to the ground with his head raised!
Okay, that’s fair enough!
Not only do I have no money, but I also have no vacation, and I still have to work!
Thinking about how he had to cut enough firewood for hundreds of people in the house, the fat man wanted to faint without tears.
If I had known that Mr. Hou was so narrow-minded, why would he come here to receive the red envelope obsessively while hiding in the corner? Isn't it good for him?
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This year's New Year is painful for some people, but for Xiao Han, it is happy.
Especially here in Yangzhou, there are no court affairs to worry about, and there are no human beings to socialize with.
I just spend time with my family at home every day, or go out to see the scenery. Go shopping in the market.
I was really bored, so I called Yin Can and asked the fat cook to make some side dishes and we sat down and had a few drinks together.
The days of gods are probably nothing more than this.
In this way, Xiao Han leisurely rested from the first day to the eighth day.
Almost when he was about to forget about this paradise-like day, the letter from Chang'an finally arrived.
"What? You can't send food to Chang'an in the name of the court. How can you do this?"
Xiao Han's eyes were almost turned upside down. Does this little plum feel uncomfortable seeing him idle in Yangzhou? Do you have to do some difficult moves for him to do?
However, complaining is all about complaining, work still needs to be done.
After all, he is the emperor, and if he disobeys, the consequences are guaranteed to be much more miserable than those of a fat man.
He walked out of the warm room angrily, asked Xiaodong to pick up the car, and wandered to the governor's office in Yangzhou.
During the Tang Dynasty, the yamen closed for seven days during the Chinese New Year. Today is the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, so the yamen are already open for business. However, because the Chinese New Year has just happened, even if the yamen are open, it is very quiet inside.
The subordinate officials came to the Yamen early in the morning. When they saw their colleagues, they wished each other a happy New Year, and then they all hid in their prison rooms and took a nap.
Therefore, the Yamen at this time was very clean. Even the two soldiers guarding the gate were leaning against the gate, holding water and fire sticks in their arms and chatting. They waited for Xiao Han's carriage to stop at the foot of the steps. There was a man lazily walking down the steps, dragging a stick.
"Hey, horses are not allowed to stop here, where should you go..."
The soldier swaggered down the steps, as if he was shooing away flies, and scolded Xiaodong to drive the carriage aside.
Unexpectedly, before he finished his sentence, he suddenly saw the curtain of the carriage lift a corner, and then, a familiar face poked out from inside.
"Houhouhou..."
Once he saw this lazy face, the eyes of the approaching soldier suddenly widened, and he even stuttered when he spoke.
"Monkey? Why are you so crazy? There are no monkeys here!"
Another soldier standing on the steps hadn't noticed Xiao Han at this time. He only heard the stammering shouts of his companion, and he couldn't help but squinted his eyes and laughed.
However, just like his brother just now, as soon as he said these words, he already saw Xiao Han in the car!
At that time, I was so shocked that my jaw almost dropped. I just wished I could catch up on what I just said and swallow it in my stomach again!
"It's really a monkey... No! Mr. Hou, why are you here! Please come in quickly! I... will inform the master right now!"
Staring with a pair of big eyes, the soldier just rolled down the steps, but felt something was wrong, slapped his head again, and rushed into the house.
The companion was left standing there blankly, at a loss as to what to do.
