After drinking this time, Yang Xuan kept the little laoer and let him live in his home.
He is really afraid that the little old man will become drunk again!
There was no talking all night, nothing unexpected happened.
Early the next morning, he and Yang Xuan left the Changping Marquis Mansion.
He went home, while Yang Xuan went to court.
The days passed and Yang Xuan was busy every day.
Just like that, the end of the year came in a blink of an eye.
The entire capital was enveloped in a strong New Year atmosphere.
People buying new year's goods can be seen everywhere on the streets, with happy smiles on their faces.
Yang Xuan and Zhu Di were dressed in casual clothes. They were very happy when they saw the lively scene.
Zhu Gaochi looked at the street snacks and kept swallowing his saliva.
He never took his eyes away.
The two brothers, the younger brother and the younger brother, were walking behind the crowd, whispering to each other, not knowing what they were talking about.
Among the group of people, only Xu Miaoyun and An Qing looked like they were shopping. They were shopping in front of the jewelry stalls. After seeing the jewelry they liked, they asked Zhu Di and Yang Xuan to pay.
It's just that Zhu Di never brought money with him when he went out. In the end, it was all paid by Yang Xuan.
Moreover, when several people went out, they did not bring any entourage, only some people were secretly protecting them.
"This Chinese New Year, you have to give me a big red envelope." Yang Xuan whispered to Zhu Di.
"Look at how stingy you are, it just cost you a little money!" Zhu Di couldn't help rolling his eyes.
"A little money is money!" Yang Xuan said.
Nowadays, he has to plan carefully.
After all, the funds for the secret guards are now on his head.
The wealth saved in the past has been spent a lot in the past few years.
In order not to sit back and have nothing, Yang Xuan also paid for the secret guards to do business in order to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.
"Okay, okay, I'll give you a big red envelope." Zhu Di said angrily.
This is Yang Xuan. Others, Zhu Di, are not so easy to talk to.
Although the internal funds are not rich now, thousands or even thousands of taels can still be easily withdrawn.
After walking around until noon, the group of people were also hungry, so Yang Xuan took them to a restaurant that he often went to.
Yang Xuan ordered a duck blood soup, and the three brothers Zhu Gaochi each ordered a roast duck. Zhu Di and others had nothing in particular they wanted to eat and only ordered a few special dishes.
After eating and drinking, we spent another afternoon shopping.
During this period, Xu Miaoyun and An Qing took Yang Xuan and Zhu Di to pick out a set of clothes for each of them at the clothing store.
At this point, the day's leisure is over.
There are so many things to do at the end of the year, and it’s not easy to squeeze out such a day.
…
The day before New Year's Eve, various departments of the imperial court began to take annual holidays.
I have half a month of annual leave, and I don’t officially start work until after the Lantern Festival.
This holiday was adjusted in the later period of the Hongwu Dynasty. However, with Lao Zhu's temperament, how could it be possible for officials to spend such a long holiday comfortably.
Moreover, in the late Hongwu Dynasty, Lao Zhu killed too many officials and various departments were short of manpower.
So even during the annual vacation, I have to work overtime.
As for overtime pay, don’t even think about it.
Even Yang Xuan didn't dare to ask Lao Zhu for overtime pay.
It was not until Zhu Yunwen ascended the throne that this annual leave was officially implemented.
On New Year's Eve, the Changping Marquis Mansion was bustling with activity.
The air is filled with fragrance.
Yang Xuan came back after receiving the red envelope and looked at the people posting couplets and hanging lanterns. He was full of joy.
A smile appeared on his face involuntarily.
This kind of year has not happened for a long time.
Of course, it has nothing to do with Zhu Di keeping his promise and giving him a big red envelope.
I saw An Qing and Xiu He in the backyard. They were preparing the New Year's Eve dinner with Yu'er and a group of servants. Yang Xuan wanted to go up and help, but An Qing was kicked out of the kitchen in disgust.
Yang Xuan, who had nothing to do, could only go to Lao Hu.
The two came to the study, and Yang Xuan asked him about the current situation of the secret guard.
Now, all the secret guards have gone dormant. After all, Zhu Di has successfully ascended the throne.
There is no need to make them active anymore.
"Lao Hu, after the new year, please tell me to ask the secret guards to help me do something." Yang Xuan said.
The secret guard was not his personal one, it was left to Daming by Lao Zhu.
Therefore, when dealing with personal matters, it is better to discuss it with Lao Hu.
"Master Marquis, please speak." Old Hu said.
"Help me find my junior sister."
"I still provide the funds."
"But don't worry, just look for it slowly."
"If this exposes the secret guard to the eyes of the court, it won't be worth it." Yang Xuan said slowly.
He always felt guilty towards his junior sister, and this guilt also drove him to find his junior sister.
I still remember the last words my junior sister said to me in the first month of that year: "Senior brother, we seem to have lost our heads together accidentally!"
This sentence lingered in Yang Xuan's mind. During those days, Yang Xuan often dreamed.
"Okay, Lord Marquis." Lao Hu nodded and did not refuse.
Afterwards, the two chatted for a while before leaving the study.
…
night.
Yang Xuan's family of three and Lao Hu's family of three gathered together to have New Year's Eve dinner.
It's been that way all these years.
Now Lao Hu's son is sixteen years old.
She's also old enough to get married.
His son was hard-won.
He is Lao Zhu's personal confidant, and Yu'er is Queen Ma's personal female officer.
They had a child many years after they got married.
Now, Lao Hu is over fifty.
I am also a little worried about my son's future.
After all, he is getting old, and he doesn't know how many years he can live.
My biggest wish is to see my son get married and have children.
However, due to the special nature of his work, it is still unclear whether this wish can be realized.
Lao Hu's son's nickname is Hu Zi, and he is very strong.
Yang Xuan looked at him eating and his mouth was full of oil, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He has no children, so he treats Huzi like his own descendants.
After the New Year's Eve dinner, Yang Xuan gave Huzi a big red envelope. Huzi was so excited that he gave Yang Xuan one of his gifts on the spot.
Later, a group of people came out to set off fireworks.
Huzi volunteered, and Yang Xuan did everything he could.
Brilliant colors bloom in the night sky, making the expressions on everyone's faces clearly visible.
Yang Xuan had a panoramic view of all this.
After this night, the first year of Yongle will officially begin, and Yang Xuan is also full of expectations for the future.
After setting off the fireworks, Yang Xuan came alone to the room where the portraits of Lao Zhu and Zhu Biao were hung, and talked a lot with them.
…
The next day, Yang Xuan took An Qing into the palace to pay New Year's greetings to Zhu Di's family, and stayed to have lunch together at noon.
During this period, Yang Xuan also met Zhu Gaochi's eldest son, Zhu Zhanji.
This little guy is still young, but Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun love him very much.
It is worth mentioning that Zhu Di actually instigated his grandson to ask for red envelopes from Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan was not prepared for this thing, so he could only give the little guy a valuable jade pendant he carried with him.
This hurt Yang Xuan's flesh badly.
When Zhu Di saw Yang Xuan's face in pain, he was even happier than if he had won the battle.
He picked up his grandson and kissed him non-stop.
Xiao Zhu Zhanji was so disgusted that he kept pushing Zhu Di's face aside.
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