Chapter 30 The First Year
The prophecy came true. In the first year of the New Year, it snowed, and the snow was very heavy. The north wind was blowing like a knife, and it hurt people's faces.
But no matter how painful it is, I have to go out in the dark. Today is the first year of the year, and I have to go to Funing Hall to congratulate my father. Going late will delay the time, not to mention being rude, but also causing bad luck.
Then Shen Nanbao held Mrs. Xi in his arms and went to Funing Hall in the dark despite the cold wind.
At this time, the official came back from Tianzhang Pavilion to offer incense to his ancestors. Although he was a little tired when he was sitting at the table, he still managed to keep his spirits up and look at his brothers and sisters.
"Today is the first year of the year, so I won't say anything more to you, so as not to dampen your interest in celebrating the festival, and so as not to make you think I'm verbose. Just get up!"
A crowd of people kneeling in the Funing Hall all said "Yes" and then stood up proudly.
As soon as Shen Nanbao got up, the official's eyes fell on her, "Yongle."
Shen Nanbao hurried forward, ready to kneel down again, but the official spared her the courtesy, "There is a blanket on the ground, but kneeling like this all the time can't stop the pain in my knees."
Shen Nanbao felt a little warm in his heart and said yes.
The official added: "I just came back from Tianzhang Pavilion and saw the Spring Festival couplets posted everywhere. I heard your lady say that you thought that I would always have fun with the people, so you thought about following the people's lives. It is the custom of the first year to write these couplets..."
The official paused for a moment and said, "The writing is very good. Each stroke has bones and muscles, and is also very heartfelt. But there are so many doors in the palace, and there are too many one after another. We can't do this again next time, otherwise , what are you going to do with those Hanlin bachelors? Aren’t you just stealing their jobs openly and making them resent you in their hearts!”
In fact, this is not meant to be said at all, but it is defined here just so that it can pass from their mouths to the ears of the saints.
Shen Nanbao understood it, pursed his lips into a genuine smile, and immediately responded.
The officials had to go to the Daqing Hall to receive the envoy's congratulations, so they could not stay long. After talking for a while, they watched the red sun rising, lighting up half of the sky, and then left in a hurry.
Shen Nanbao and Fengyue therefore returned to Fengyang Palace, redressed, and prepared for the family banquet in the evening.
Fengyue withstood the strong north wind, her face turned red, and she felt even more pain when she rubbed her face.
It took a while before the pinprick-like pain subsided from my face.
Feng Yue couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, the saint didn't listen to that lady's choice to hold the banquet in Lei Cui Garden, otherwise everyone would have been blown into ice sculptures by looking at this situation."
She has always been out of tune. Shen Nanbao was used to hearing this, but he couldn't help being amused, "It's better to freeze it. Then everyone will become the iceberg beauties in the storybook. You can look at it as you like!"
Fengyue's face turned red, like a layer of rouge, "It's up to the servants to look after them. With so many envoys coming to pay homage, they should look after the masters in the palace."
yes.
On this day, Dad will receive congratulations from envoys at Daqing Hall.
I don’t know if the China tribe will come.
They probably won't come, after all, the China tribe didn't send any envoys to pay tribute during the winter solstice ceremony in the suburbs a few days ago.
Shen Nanbao fiddled with the skirt in confusion.
Lu Kui noticed her absent-mindedness, took over the movement of her hand, and asked in a low voice: "What is Di Ji thinking about?"
Shen Nanbao didn't care that Zhuyun and the others were around, he just smiled and said, "I was wondering if it would be okay for daddy to eat the first meal with the envoys and the others and the last meal with us."
Feng Yue disagreed, "What's not to eat? If you drink, drink, drink, and free up all the space in your stomach, won't you be able to eat it?"
Lu Kui smiled, "You think everyone is just like you, just a person made of a rice bag."
Several people exchanged words with each other and dressed Shen Nanbao in a pleasant atmosphere.
Now that Shen Nanbao is the emperor's concubine, the most important person in the imperial city is her father, so Shen Nanbao no longer has to hide his clumsiness, and he doesn't need to dress elegantly to look attractive.
Shen Nanbao looked at himself in the mirror. The golden butterfly fell into the folds of her skirt. When it moved, it seemed like it was flapping its wings and was about to break away from the brocade and fly to her face, giving her a bright and white face. Add color and flexibility!
Feng Yue's eyes were bright with surprise, "It's so beautiful! If this is going to pass, I will definitely suppress them all."
Lu Kui figured out Fengyue's half-dozen ink knowledge, and immediately laughed after hearing it, "It's just that she is more beautiful than any other."
Except for wearing such glorious clothes once when she got married in her previous life, this was the first time in this life. Shen Nanbao touched the yellow flowers on his cheeks and felt unusually embarrassed, "It's not like I'm choosing a concubine. How come I'm wearing such gorgeous clothes? I'll be indispensable then." Those sisters will talk about it."
Just say it.
They are all a family, and they don't regard Shen Nanbao as an outsider who suddenly intervenes. Even if they see Shen Nanbao like this, they won't hate you like those in the Shen family.
At most it was just a joke, but it had a bit more homely warmth.
Homely warmth.
Shen Nanbao was walking on the way to the Chui Gong Palace. He looked up at the narrow dome cut by the high palace wall. A thin crescent moon hung there, revealing a hazy light. There was no lamp carried by the palace maid in front. bright.
Gradually, the line of light winding at the base of the wall disappeared. Shen Nanbao raised his head, and the golden and green brilliance of the hanging arch hall with lights and colorful decorations came into his eyes. Through the thick night, he could vaguely see the people wearing candles. It was crowded.
Shen Nanbao held Mrs. Xi in his hands and couldn't help but joked: "If you don't look carefully, you just feel like you have fallen into a sea of flowers. You can't tell who is who. There is only a strong fragrance."
While she was talking, she had already walked in. The scorching light made her fair face golden, and the swaying flowers gave birth to brilliant splendor.
Emperor Yong'an's eyes were sharp, and she saw Shen Nanbao almost as soon as he came in, and walked toward her with small steps like a lotus flower.
"You're so late. We were still talking about Fang Fang. I saw you in Funing Hall this morning looking so lonely. Could it be that you have lost all your energy due to the Spring Festival couplets, so you won't come tonight? Miles!"
Emperor Yongcheng's eyes fell on Shen Nanbao's hands held by Emperor Yong'an, "Fortunately, the roots are green and tender, not broken or swollen."
Hearing these cold words, the corners of Yongfu Diji's mouth froze as she was passing by, and she was struck with a knife in the eye.
However, soon, Emperor Yongfu turned her head and glanced at Shen Nanbao up and down with her piercing eyes, "It's good to be dressed up in flowers, otherwise Daddy will see you and pity you again. "
The words were half mixed with the matter of today's intrusion, which made Emperor Yongcheng curl her lips impatiently.
Emperor Yong'an had quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately grabbed Emperor Ji Yongcheng's elbow.
On the other hand, Emperor Yongshun snorted, "It sounds like dad only loves Yongle."
However, Emperor Yongfu didn't make any objections. She glanced at Shen Nanbao, turned around and walked away.
The scene became cold for a moment. Emperor Yongning, who liked to smooth things over, didn't know what to say at this time. Instead, a voice came from outside the palace, "The banquet in Daqing Hall has broken up and the officials are here." Everyone was in order. He respectfully picked up his clothes.
Shen Nanbao was the youngest, sitting at the end, and followed the concubines blowing their heads and curtsying in an orderly manner.
"The official family is safe."
A pair of red turtlenecks with a large red and white belt appeared in the sight. In the candlelight as heavy as a mountain, they rushed away majesticly like water waves.
All I heard was 'get up'.
Shen Nanbao just raised his eyes. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the official sitting on the throne. He was wearing a sky-high crown. Because in the heavy candlelight, it seemed as if he had a red sun behind him. He was solemn and majestic, shining brightly. , forcing everyone to dare not look directly.
Shen Nanbao had just separated the father who smiled warmly at him from the majestic official in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a little unreal.
But fortunately, after finishing this sentence, the official returned to his former self, smiling at the saint with every trace of warmth, "Thank you for helping me, running the backyard, and preparing these late-night snacks and delicious snacks." .”
Some homely warmth also appeared on the majestic face of the saint, "I don't dare to covet this credit. I just assigned it. If the officials want rewards, just reward them to the Sixth Division. They have prepared these."
After he said it, he smiled again, and the fine lines at the tip of his eyes showed a bit of peace, "There is also Yongle, the Spring Festival couplets for the whole palace were written by her. I have read them carefully, every stroke and every stroke. She has all the strength and thought. Officials, you have to reward her well!"
When Shen Nanbao's name was called, he naturally could no longer sit still. He stood up, walked to the middle and knelt down, "I'm just going to move over. I can't compare to the Sixth Division's contribution. I don't dare to accept this reward."
The saint smiled, "Their credit is theirs, and it doesn't stop you from getting your credit. What's more..."
After waving, the palace attendant behind him came up with a gold-lacquered tray. In the brilliant light, the saint's delicate fingers picked up the red Zhengdan paper in the tray.
"Look, this word is written..."
The voice paused, and the hall seemed very quiet. An indescribable strangeness passed through my heart.
Shen Nanbao raised his head, his eyes reflected the saint's face, which was full of smiles, "That's really good."
The paper was clear paper, and when it was spread out, there was a crisp clear sound, which fell into Shen Nanbao's ears, but it made a "thump".
But after the 'cluck', there was the laughter of the officials, "It is indeed well written. I have mentioned her earlier, and she has everyone's style..."
As he said that, the official glanced over and looked at Shen Nanbao through the candlelight, "Stop trying to shirk the blame. Since I think you are good, just accept the reward!"
In this couplet, only a few main palace gates were written by Shen Nanbao, and the rest were copied by Chujiu and others.
Therefore, Shen Nanbao got this reward easily. Although it was not much, just a red gold head and face, and a few sets of cloud brocade, it still felt heavy in his hand.
It's not that I feel guilty, but...
Shen Nanbao raised his head silently. At this time, the banquet had been unfolded. It was like adding oil to the fire, and Chui Gong Hall suddenly became lively.
But Shen Nanbao sat there quietly, listening to the wine on the side and watching the saint pick up chopsticks and put a piece of bamboo shoot into his stomach.
With a glance, the saint's face suddenly became distorted. In the midst of everyone's smiling faces, he vomited a mouthful of blood with a 'wow' sound.
