If we say that the days after Yuan Zheng passed, the people in the palace of the Colonel Protecting Qiang were enjoying themselves.
Then as time goes by, more and more tribal rulers will enter Pingxiang City and give New Year gifts to the mansion of the Protector Qiang Colonel.
In addition, there are many Han Chinese left behind in Pingxiang City.
The more people there are, the stronger the New Year atmosphere will be.
The Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion arranged for the tribal leaders to live in the city for some time.
Then, craftsmen from Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau and various workshops in Pingxiang were temporarily summoned to make a batch of lanterns.
During the Shangyuan Festival, lanterns were placed in three streets with the Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion as the center for the people of Pingxiang City to play.
Regardless of Han Chinese or foreigners, everyone was laughing and having a good time.
On this night, the whole Pingxiang was very lively.
Feng Yong held a grand banquet at the mansion of the Colonel Protecting Qiang, and drank and had fun with Qu Shuai, the leader of the tribe who came.
The visitors also included representatives from various families who stayed in Pingxiang City.
The two seats were full of guests, and the host was sitting high in the hall. Although there were no silver lamps and jade butterflies, the delicious food made up for everything.
Although it is not Yanzhou Preserved Dragon Liver, none of the guests present can recognize these dishes, let alone taste them.
If someone comes from a wealthy family and can recognize two or three of them, he is considered well-informed.
The wine pours from the ladle like a fountain
The symphony of cups and plates became sonorous.
Hu people like to drink strong alcohol. Some people drank too much and immediately got up and danced in the hall, causing everyone who was already drunk to cheer and cheer.
Some were slapping the table and having fun, some were tapping bowls with chopsticks, and so on.
Even the representatives of the aristocratic families, no matter how much they disdain Hu people in their hearts, they still have smiles on their faces that don't know whether they are true or false.
Feng Yong sat in the main seat, looked down, and laughed loudly: "Do you still like such a joyful drink on the Lantern Festival?"
All the drunken Qushuaijun and his commanders were heard echoing:
"like!"
"I wish I could be like this every day!"
"Thank you Feng Langjun..."
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When Feng Yong heard this, he laughed again.
It's fine if you like it, I'm afraid you won't like it.
Cultural output is reflected in every bit of daily life.
As long as you agree with the customs of the Han Dynasty!
Although no one dared to give Feng Yong a drink, he got a little drunk in order to cope with the situation.
After the banquet, the servants helped him back to the backyard.
"Drink too much?"
Guan Ji's voice asking the servant sounded in her ears, and she seemed to be confirming.
Then I heard the woman say, "The alcohol smell is too strong. Let the prince sleep in another courtyard tonight. I want to stay with the children at night, so as not to poison them."
Feng Junhou was only half drunk. Although his hands and feet were a little weak, he was still conscious.
When I heard this, I could only close my eyes and pretend that I was really drunk.
I don't want to face the fact that "the family status has dropped by another level".
Fortunately, the woman finally had some conscience and brought a hot towel to wipe his face, and asked someone to bring him warm water to quench his thirst.
Finally, he got thick clothes and fur, and then he was sent out.
From the front hall to the backyard, there was already a cold breeze blowing, but now it has warmed up for a while, and was sent out to blow the breeze again. After going back and forth, I finally got drunk.
After being sent to the hot house again, the treatment was obviously much higher than that in the big room.
Feng Yong, who was drunk and slumped on the couch, heard someone speaking softly, seemingly telling his servant that she would take care of him and let him go out.
Then he felt someone asking him if he was thirsty.
Feng Yong then opened his eyes and said, "I drank."
The room was very bright. He rolled his eyes slightly and found that two nine-branch lanterns were lit in the room.
The lamp holder is raspberry-shaped, with a lamp post standing in the center, and curved branch lamps extending from the upper, middle and lower layers of the pillar.
The upper layer at the end of the curved branch is a sheep head, the middle layer is a dragon head, the lower layer is a tiger head, and the animal head is painted with vermilion.
Each lamp is a shallow round plate with a short handle at the bottom that can be inserted into the forehead of the animal's head. It is a rare and exquisite lamp.
Nine candles were shining brightly on each lamp, no wonder it was so bright.
Li Mu wears a gold and silver headdress, a ring of pearls and jade, a bright moon in her earlobes, and a heather skirt, which is bright and moving.
"Alan, are you feeling better?"
Li Mu came over and breathed the fragrance of orchid.
"Yeah, not bad."
I don’t know if it’s the lighting problem or the fact that Li Mu dressed up carefully, but I always feel that she is more exciting than before.
Feng Junhou's eyes, which were a little dull at first, suddenly became energetic.
Madam Mu, who was well-known outside, couldn't stand Feng Junhou's gaze. She lowered her head and asked softly: "Can I still catch Alang's eyes with this body?"
“On weekdays, it’s already 10 points of attention, but now it seems that it’s even more impressive.”
When Li Mu heard this, a smile appeared on his lips and his eyes shone with joy.
Feng Yong reached out and touched her clothes, "How do you wear this..."
Before he finished speaking, he looked at the nine-branched lantern and suddenly understood something.
Looking up, he saw Li Mu biting his lower lip: "Concubine..."
Seeing her rare little girl look, Feng Yong smiled understandingly, "Where is my new clothes?"
When Li Mu heard what he said, he immediately let out a soft "Ah", and his slightly opened mouth could not be closed for a while.
"When you started, the war was urgent, so everything was kept simple. Later, you returned to Nanxiang, and I never had the chance to make up for your etiquette. It was my mistake."
Feng Yong shook his head and stood up from the couch, "I should be the one to arrange this."
Li Mu hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and said gratefully, "I'm so willful. I'm so lucky to have Ah Lang understand me."
"Besides, if Alang brings up this kind of thing, I'm afraid it won't be good."
"Mention? Mention what?" Feng Yong couldn't react for a moment.
"It's nothing." Li Mu quickly covered it up, "Alang takes a rest first, and I'll go get some clothes for him to change into."
Although I have drunk a lot of wine, I still have to drink this glass of wine.
There were no likers to help set up the banquet, and there was no nanny to help with the cleaning. Li Mu did everything himself.
Seeing Jihu being merged into one by Feng Yong, Li Mu's face and eyes seemed to light up.
It can be seen that she is very satisfied with everything in front of her.
"Thank you, Alang."
Li Mu took the initiative to lean into Feng Yong's arms and spoke softly.
"I should be the one saying thank you."
Feng Yong said sincerely.
Looking at the nine-branched lantern that bloomed from time to time, and with a beautiful woman in his arms, Feng Yong felt the blood in his chest surge, and whispered in her ear:
"There is a fragrant banquet in the brocade, and the orchid vase is beautiful in the early years. The colors are scattered far away, and the light is far away in the sky. The stars are falling, and the moon is hanging by the building. There is a smile of a thousand gold, which comes to reflect in front of the nine branches."
Li Mu raised his head, his eyes shining with light.
Feng Yong could feel the body shivering in his arms shaking slightly.
"Alang, this... this article..."
"This is for you, do you like it?"
"I like it! I like it so much that I can't believe it's true."
"Did you mention this to Xijun?"
"No, it was the lady who mentioned it to me. She said that she had done a little good in managing the family's property over the years, so she allowed me to make up for it this time."
Well, this statement should be self-effacing. Li Mu's contribution cannot be expressed as "micro".
"So just now you said I would bring it up because I was afraid it wouldn't be good. What did you mean?"
Li Mu groaned and stammered, "I...I was so quick that I said the wrong thing."
Ah!
If I can't take care of the eldest wife, I can't take care of the concubine?
Feng Junhou flipped his hand, grabbed the woman, and threatened: "Little lady, you have to think carefully. If you don't tell the truth, the Sa family has many ways to deal with you."
"How do Alang want to take care of my concubine?"
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