Chapter 244: The Divine Weapon Picture is Determined to Win

Style: Historical Author: YinmanWords: 2371Update Time: 24/01/12 12:35:01
Year twenty-nine, New Year's Eve.

The auspicious snow is flying.

In the magnificent palace, the lights are like daylight, there are singing and dancing, and the palace music is extravagant.

In the Yonghe Hall, decorated with carved beams and painted columns, hundreds of civil and military officials gathered for a palace banquet, drinking glasses and talking and laughing.

A scene of singing and dancing to bring peace.

The emperor wore a dragon robe and sat at the top.

The ministers below were seated on both sides.

At this moment, in the first seat on the left, a group of ministers held wine glasses and toasted to the people sitting there.

"Your Majesty, you have worked so hard for the imperial court all these years and have achieved great success, which has brought about peace and prosperity for our imperial court. On this festive occasion, I would like to offer you a toast! I wish your Majesty a long life of meritorious service and may the world be peaceful!" A second-rank official with white beard and hair is seated at the court. The man above raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

The rest of the people followed suit, "You are right, if you talk about the achievements of the prince, it would take more than three days and three nights to count them all. My prince, I would also like to toast you! Your merits will last for a long time, and I hope the world will be peaceful!"

"The merits will last forever, and I hope the world will be peaceful!"

The man sitting in the seat is about forty years old, with strong and natural features. He is sitting upright in a purple robe with a python pattern. He is twirling a wine glass in his hand with a slight smile on his face. He slightly raises his eyes and glances at the emperor, "I cannot deserve such a high reputation. The prosperity of the country belongs to the emperor." How can I, the king, as a minister, dare to overstep the merits of governing the country?"

The emperor stood up quickly, with fear in his eyes, "Uncle, please don't be too modest. You are right. Your Majesty's family is right. Our dynasty can achieve such a prosperous time, and it is indispensable for your uncle. Today, all the officials are gathered together to celebrate with wine, and I should also respect you." I wish you a glass of wine, and I hope that your uncle will continue to assist me in governing the country and creating another prosperous world for the people of our country!"

"Hahahaha!" The prince laughed loudly, then stood up and toasted in return, "The emperor's sage is also a blessing to our country. I, the king, drank this glass of wine!"

All the officials stood up and congratulated each other, and the atmosphere in the palace became more lively.

The palace banquet ended at Haishi, and the ministers left drunkenly.

The man in purple python robe was walking behind with one hand behind his back, his eyes were clear and clear without a trace of drunkenness, and the depth of his eyes was unfathomable.

After leaving the main hall, guards with sabers appeared behind the man and followed him closely.

"Your Majesty, the spies have reported that those people have already started preparing to go to the Poison King Valley." The guard whispered.

Walking down the white jade stone steps, with fine snow covering his body, the man's steps were steady and his expression remained unchanged, "Where are the eight kings?"

"The Eight Kings are in Dai Viet, and Emperor Hong De is regarded as their honored guest."

"He is so lustful that he is too happy to think about Shu! Tell him that this king is determined to win the magic weapon map. If he ruins my affairs, he will not have to come back!"

"yes!"



New Year's Eve morning.

The entire Tubei Mountain is covered with white snow, the Qinghe River next to the village is frozen with ice, and only bare branches are left in the reeds along the river.

The atmosphere in the village is extremely cheerful and lively. Every household has red Spring Festival couplets pasted on its front door. The warm and bright red is a festive sign for the cold winter.

The snow on the loess road has been swept away cleanly, and children in the village are laughing and playing in groups on the roadside in front of the courtyard.

With the busy activities of various houses and courtyards, and the sound of people talking and laughing, the coldness of winter never ceases.

In the small courtyard of the Su family, Mrs. Su, her daughter and daughter-in-law put the radish, cabbage, and peppers that had just been pulled out from the vegetable garden into a basket, picked them up, and prepared to go out of the village.

"Grandma, mother, second aunt, aunt." Tianbao yawned and walked out of the house. He woke up from sleep with his black hair on his face. There was a trace of laziness in the silence, "Why do you pull so many vegetables?"

The old woman had a smile on her face, and she was still in high spirits even though she was nearly sixty years old. "Let's go sell vegetables at the entrance of the village! Today is New Year's Eve, and the market is the most lively time of the year. Let's go and join in the fun. With this load of vegetables, I I think they’ll be sold out in no time!”

Liu Yuelan also smiled and said, "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are more and more complete things on sale at the small market today. Take a look at what you want to buy or exchange, so that you can add some to your family."

He Daxiang looked at the little girl's dazed look and joked, "Look, if you run out when you see the sky, you will miss so many fun things."

"Tianbao, go wash your face and rinse your mouth first. There are pancakes and vegetable porridge warm on the pot in the kitchen. Remember to eat them later." Su Xiuer mentioned the small vegetable basket placed at the door of the main room, which contained a bunch of small bottles and jars, "Old Du He said that these ordinary pills have been made too much and asked me to deal with them. I will also go to the market. Although they are ordinary medicines, they are worth it if someone needs them."

The four women were in a hurry and yelled at the kitchen before going out, "Boss and Second, you guys should wash the dishes after breakfast! Then wash and cut the vegetables on the table. We'll be back later." Just cook!"

Tianbao looked at the beaming backs of the four of them, and listened to the fussing sounds coming from the kitchen behind the women, and smiled.

It snows a lot during the year.

The mountain col is also covered in white, but thanks to the col, the wind is lighter than outside.

Even so, the cold weather can't suppress the excitement.

The stall holders occupied the open space completely, leaving only a small path between the stalls for people to walk.

The place was crowded and noisy.

The sounds of talking, shouting, bargaining, chickens crowing, ducks croaking, knives chopping... all gathered together.

The old woman took three women inside to find a suitable place to set up a stall.

"Grandma of the Su family, here, here! I have specially reserved a seat for you!" After the pork stall in the center of the gathering, Zhao Laoer asked his apprentice to chop a piece of ribs, tie it with dry grain and hand it to the guests, with a loud voice full of anger, " I told you that you must come today!"

There was a small open space reserved next to the pork stall, which was enough to put baskets and vegetable baskets. Mrs. Su was not polite and walked over to put the things on the table. Most of the people setting up stalls here were all old acquaintances.

"Brother Zhao, why are you free to come here today? Isn't Xiaoyi usually the one looking at the stalls?" the old lady asked with a smile.

Someone who was setting up a stall nearby immediately spoke loudly, "He has accepted two more apprentices. The stalls in the city are now under the care of the apprentices. They came here specially."

Another person said, "Grandma of the Su family, he is not pure in his thoughts. He heard that your sweet baby is back, so he came here specifically to get close to her! Hahaha!"

Zhao Laoer was not annoyed either, and smiled, "What? I just came here to see Tianbao. I haven't seen Tianbao in the city for a long time, and it's not lively anymore."

The four women of the Su family twitched at the corners of their mouths. Why is it so lively? Why are they still waiting for Tianbao to go to the city to fight?

"Grandma Su, eldest aunt, second aunt, little aunt..." A timid voice sounded in the ears of the women, and then an oil paper bag was placed in the hands of old lady Su, "I bought too many buns today and can't eat them." It’s over, you can eat and eat the remaining ones... they are clean and untouched!"

The person who spoke was Apprentice Zhao Lao Er, a boy of about fourteen or fifteen years old, tall and thin, handsome, but too thin. He always lowered his head when speaking, and had a timid and timid temperament.

The oil-paper bag placed in Mrs. Su's hand was still warm. In this weather where the freezing water turned into ice, the child might have kept the oil-paper bag in her arms to keep it warm.

"You kid, how many times have I told you that you don't have to bring us food all the time? We can save the money we earn for use." Mrs. Su was helpless. Ever since Zhao Lao Er's pork stall was set up in the small market, this kid would do it every now and then. Give them food. I have tried to persuade them many times and have never heard of it.

Su Xiuer smiled and said, "It's meat buns. I smelled it. One time, Mom, you ate it and said it was delicious. Later, Xiao Yi often brought this meat buns."

She also took out a small cloth bag from the basket and turned to hand it to the boy who lowered his head and said nothing. "These are the vegetable pancakes I baked in the morning. You can take them and borrow the convenience of the stall next door at noon to bake the pancakes again." It’s ready to eat once it’s baked, for two people, it’s enough for you and your master.”

The young man's eyes trembled, and he took the small cloth bag and whispered, "Thank you...little aunt."

Zhao Laoer slashed the wooden table with the butcher's knife, pretending to be unhappy, "I have taken care of this brat for several years, and I have never seen him be so filial to me."

The young man blushed in embarrassment and everyone laughed in good faith.

Amidst the laughter, the young man with his head lowered quietly raised his eyes to look at the women beside the stall who were also laughing. There was unknown joy and admiration in his eyes.