As night fell, everyone returned to the palace after a busy day. Zhao Bin was sitting on the chair. Ling'er walked up behind Zhao Bin and said, "Your Majesty, please give me a squeeze on your shoulders."
Zhao Bin smiled and held Ling'er's little hand, which was still a little cold. Maybe it was because he had been freezing outside for too long. Zhao Bin pulled Ling'er in front of him, held her little hand with both hands, rubbed it twice, and helped She warmed her hands.
"You have been busy all day, please sit down and rest for a while," Zhao Bin said.
Cui'er poured a cup of tea for Zhao Bin and placed it next to Zhao Bin. Then she sat on a chair next to him and said, "New Year's Day is coming soon. Will Sister Xing'er come back?"
"They won't come back. It's not safe on the road. Let them come back after the festival." Zhao Bin said helplessly.
"Okay, then we're the only ones left. Your Majesty, let's start cleaning the palace tomorrow. After all, it's the New Year's Day, so we still need to tidy up."
"Okay, then let Cui'er arrange it. How to celebrate the festival is all up to you. The whole government is at your disposal." Zhao Bin said with his legs crossed.
"Brother Wu, go to the city tomorrow and see if there is anyone selling red lanterns. Buy some red lanterns and decorate them."
Wang Wu blinked and said, "Then I'll go for a walk tomorrow. But I don't know whether it's there or not."
A few people were chatting when the doorman outside the hall suddenly ran in to report.
: "Report to your lord, the Army Corps is back."
"Lu Biao?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, I have already entered the city and brought a lot of food."
"Great, hurry up and send Master Yang to arrange for him to take over." Zhao Bin said to the guard with excitement.
The guard responded and left.
"Ling'er, let the dining room prepare dinner. We have just arrived in Yancheng now. Lu Biao and the others probably haven't eaten yet," Zhao Bin turned around and said to Ling'er.
Ling'er happily agreed and walked towards the dining room.
At the city gate, after an interrogation, the defenders opened the city gate, and dozens of vehicles entered the city one after another. They sent people to the palace to report the news, and drove towards the palace's granary.
Yang Guangtai was already preparing to go to bed to rest, but when he heard a report from a servant that someone from the palace who went to buy food had returned, Yang Guangtai jumped out of bed in a hurry. Yang Guangtai's wife muttered with a dark face: "Oh, if you don't come early, it will be late." If you don’t come, you have to come at this time.”
While Yang Guangtai was getting dressed, he comforted his wife and said, "That's fifty carts of grain, and there must be tens of thousands of kilograms of it. Madam, I won't miss this day, wait for me to come back."
Yang Guangtai got dressed, walked out of the room with a grin, and trotted towards the granary. During this period of time, he has been worried about the food problem. In his opinion, King Yan is indeed benevolent and righteous, but with such reckless behavior, Yancheng's family fortune will soon be wiped out. He has also been worried about this. Fortunately, King Yan said that he would buy grain from other places. Now that the grain has been brought back, he is naturally very happy.
Accompanied by his servants, Yang Guangtai quickly arrived at the granary in Yancheng, where Lu Biao was directing people to unload the grain. Yang Guangtai stepped forward with a smile on his face and said, "Oh, Captain Lu Biao, you are back."
Lu Biao heard someone talking behind him and turned around immediately: "Oh? It turns out to be Mr. Yang. Mr. Yang came just in time. All the grain purchased this time is here. There are fifty carts in total. Mr. Yang ordered some. .”
"Okay, okay, the Army is ready."
"Master Yang, you are so polite. They are all on errands for the prince. Didn't Master Yang come in a hurry at night?"
When Yang Guangtai heard that Lu Biao was also praising him, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Hey, compared to you, what Yang did is nothing. Come to Captain Lu and sit inside."
"Master Yang, don't bother me. I will return to the palace soon. In addition, I have something to tell Master Yang." Lu Biao said.
"The Army is asking to speak."
"The prince has ordered nearly 100,000 shi of grain to be purchased. However, it will be shipped back in batches. Today is just the first batch. The brothers in the returning transport team will still have to pick it up. Mr. Yang had better arrange for the grain warehouse to receive it in advance." Lu Biao He spoke.
"The Army Corps is rest assured that Yang will definitely arrange this matter." Yang Guangtai replied.
"Okay, Master Yang, I'll leave this to you. After unloading the goods, just let the brothers return to the camp. I'll go back to the palace first. The prince is still waiting for me."
"Okay, the Army is asking you to come back. I will make arrangements here."
After saying this, Lu Biao didn't stay any longer. After a few words with his brothers in the transport team, he got on his horse and headed towards the palace.
In front of the palace gate, Lu Biao stopped his horse and got off the horse with a beautiful turn. The guard guarding the gate hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Lijun Lu, we are back!" the guard said and took the horse's rope.
"Yes, I'm back. Where is the prince?" Lu Biao said.
"Your Majesty is waiting for you in the front hall."
Lu Biao walked straight towards the front hall. Zhao Bin, who had been waiting in the hall for more than half an hour, heard footsteps and hurriedly walked out of the hall. Seeing Zhao Bin coming out of the hall, Lu Biao hurriedly took two steps to the steps. Just as he was about to kneel down and salute, Zhao Bin came up. The man in front of him held him up and said, "Okay, there's no one else around, come in quickly."
Lu Biao chuckled: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"As long as you come back safely, you didn't encounter any danger on the way." Zhao Bin said as he pulled Lu Biao towards the hall.
"Thanks to the prince's residence, nothing happened along the way."
Entering the house, Wang Wu also greeted Lu Biao with a smile.
"As long as you're not in any trouble, you haven't eaten yet, right?"
"Not yet. I want to return to the city as soon as possible. I'll hurry up and take my time along the way."
"Ling'er, have someone bring the food to the front hall and eat it here."
"How can this be done? This is a place for discussion. No, no."
"If the prince tells you to eat, you can eat it. Why do you talk so much?" Wang Wu said with a smile.
"Hahaha, then just listen to the prince."
"Lao Wu, go and arrange for the brothers in the transportation team to bring wine so that they can warm themselves up and relieve their fatigue." Zhao Bin said to Wang Wu.
After dinner, Lu Biao reported to Zhao Bin the situation along the way. Lu Biao suggested that it would be best to build several supply stations along the road. Firstly, he would need to carry a large amount of marching supplies every time he traveled. Secondly, from Yancheng to The land of the Yellow River is too far away and it is inconvenient to camp on the road. Thirdly, if you want to purchase grain and grass for a long time in the future, it is best to set up a contact point in Weizhou City.
After listening to Lu Biao's advice, Zhao Bin suddenly discovered that Lu Biao was a person with a long-term vision who not only focused on immediate matters. In future generations, such a person would be suitable for strategic planning.
"What you said about this matter makes sense. You can start arranging this matter after the New Year's Day. If you have a good idea, you can make a plan. Okay, let's not talk about this for now. The New Year's Day will be in two days Okay, let everyone take a good rest these days." Zhao Bin said slowly.
After traveling for more than ten days, Zhao Bin could see the tired look on Lu Biao's face, so he didn't say anything more and asked him to go back and rest quickly.
Early the next morning, Wang Wubian left the palace and went around the city to find out where anyone could make red lanterns. After walking around for a long time, he heard from a thin commoner that there was a man in the west of the city who could make red lanterns. Wu hurried to the west of the city. When he got there, he found out that it was a funeral shop. Wang Wu couldn't help but cursed: "Oh! What a fucking bad luck." The old shopkeeper of the funeral shop said that people in Yancheng are invaded every year. The Jie people kill people, and there are countless funerals to be held throughout the year. As time goes by, the people lose their sense of celebration, and they gradually become disinclined to hang up red lanterns. After leaving the funeral shop, Wang Wu searched everywhere again. Then Wang Wu returned to the palace with a depressed look and told everyone in the palace what happened.
When Zhao Bin heard this, he thought, "How can this be done? You can't live lifelessly during the Chinese New Year. Since you can't hang lanterns, you can put up couplets, red couplets."
"Couplets? Your Majesty, why do you post couplets during the Chinese New Year?" Ling'er asked curiously.
Zhao Bin also looked confused: "Why, doesn't Daxia country post couplets during the holidays?"
"No, those are pavilions and pavilions, and they are only hung on both sides of temples and halls," Ling'er replied decisively.
Zhao Bin looked stunned. It turned out that posting couplets was not popular in this era, and those famous couplets were just a kind of capital for scholars to show off. Thinking of this, Zhao Bin said: "Since no one has posted them before, let's start posting them from now on. You can just write some couplets with good blessings, or some couplets that ward off evil spirits and ensure peace."
"Exorcise evil spirits and ensure safety? My lord, are you talking about peach charms?" Cui'er reminded from the side.
"Peach charm?"
"Yes, wealthy families in the capital will hang peach charms on their doors during the Chinese New Year. The peach charms are carved with images of Shen Tu and Yu Lei to ward off evil spirits and ensure peace."
"You're talking about the door gods, right?" Zhao Bin said with a stunned expression. He knew Shen Tu and Yu Lei. The ancient door gods used these two as door gods before Yuchi Jingde and Qin Qiong appeared. .
"Yes." Cui'er replied.
"The door gods should also be pasted, and the couplets should also be pasted. Find red paper and cut it into long strips."
After Zhao Bin finished speaking, no one moved, "What's wrong? Cui'er, go get some paper."
Cui'er said helplessly: "Your Majesty, there is no red paper in the house."
"Then go out and buy some."
"There is a paper shop in the city, but there is no red paper, only yellow straw paper."
"Isn't it like the toilet paper used in the palace?"
Ling'er said: "Your Majesty, the paper in the palace was brought by Mr. Cao from the government office. It is distributed by the court every year. The paper you use to use the toilet is bought from the paper shop."
Wang Wu clapped his hands and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, I know where I can buy red paper."
Everyone looked at Wang Wu: "Where can I buy it?"
"Funeral shop."
Everyone. . . . . . "roll"
