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Qingnu: How can I not panic? Master, if you don't tell your husband the truth, the date for the Duke of Zhenguo to come and pick him up has been set. If you don't tell me, you're doomed, right?

He handed over the secret letter in his hand and stood aside.

Jiuli opened it, took a look, and threw it aside.

"That's it?" Jiuli said nonchalantly, "There are still a few days until the New Year, so it's still early for the spring next year."

"It takes half a month to travel from the capital to Xingze City by horseback riding day and night. Why are you in such a hurry to come?" Put it aside.

Qing Nu thought about it and realized that this was true. By this calculation, there were still one or two months left, and the master would be free to talk about it anytime.

"I am not panicking." Qingnu looked calm. Why should she panic? In the end, she would not be the one without a husband.

"Is there anything else in the capital that needs to be reported?" Jiuli somehow thought of the young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion who was talking nonsense outside. It is absolutely impossible for Cui Wanjun to make up something out of nothing.

"The court has chosen the second prince for marriage in the border area," Qingnu handed over the secret letter in his hand, and heard a creaking sound.

Jiuli silently moved her hand away. She seemed to remember that the border was a women's tribe, right? And the second prince was weak and sickly.

"Your Majesty has arranged marriages for adult princesses. All of them are sons of important officials in the court. The wedding date is set for next year." Qingnu continued.

"Establish a virtuous ruler as your noble ruler. Besides that," Qingnu said with an expression that was hard to describe and looked like he had eaten shit, "someone in the Prime Minister's Mansion was saying that the eldest son of the Prime Minister's family was trying to please the Prime Minister."

"Intends to ask His Majesty to grant marriage." I can't figure out why that person has set his eyes on their master? He is also a weirdo.

"Find a way to create some trouble for the Prime Minister and resolve the rumors in the capital as soon as possible. This king doesn't want to hear them."

"Yes." Qingnu lowered his eyes, having already figured out the reason.

"As for the Duke of Zhenguo," Jiuli tapped the table with her fingertips, "Let's move the channels over there with Jiang Sheng, and don't let her mess up Jiang Jiang's way back to the Jiang family."

"Yes," Qingnu thought of many good ways to move around at once, and felt itchy, and wanted to try them out on the spot.

"Is there anything else to say?" Jiuli looked at Qingnu.

"I have nothing else to say," Qingnu handed Jiuli a book that fully recorded the relationships between various families in the capital, "This was compiled by Master Cui, it should be useful to the master husband."

"Leave it there." Jiuli glanced and looked away. Couldn't she teach him in person? Did she need Cui Wanjun to come here to remind him?

Next, the two of them talked about the layout of the capital, and Qingnu went out to make arrangements step by step.

After this day, the New Year is approaching. Every household prepares for the New Year banquet, cleans their homes, and goes to the town in groups to buy what they need, with everyone in the mood for joy.

Another incident happened during this day. Liu Si's wife drank too much and fell into the pond and died.

Soon it was the New Year's Day.

"Wife, why are you still so mischievous?" Jiang San was eating dumplings in the morning when he felt something gnashing his teeth.

When I spit it out, I found it was a copper coin. I knew it was made by my wife without even looking at it. No one else could do this.

"Did you eat it? Jiang Jiang will surely have many good things in the coming year," Jiuli's eyes were filled with something hard to see, "I only made a few, and you ate them all."

"Then am I lucky?" Jiang San threw the coin he had bitten into the plate in annoyance. His teeth.

"Of course I am very blessed." Jiuli continued.

"Thank you, my wife." Jiang San smiled, "I have been very happy every day in the past few years." He especially felt good when being indulged by others. He didn't want to let go and wanted to continue like this.

"You will be happy every day in the future," Jiuli smiled and put a hairpin on Jiang San, "Very beautiful."

"You're giving me something so beautiful?" Jiang San touched the hairpin on her head. The hairpins hanging down were all made of gold leaves. They looked really beautiful.

"I will definitely give you a lot of jewelry," Jiuli pinched Jiang San's cheek, "Jiang Jiang deserves the best."

"My dear wife, you are so kind, but you can only be so nice to me, otherwise I will never talk to you again." Jiang San smiled so brightly that he didn't dare to imagine what it would feel like to be separated.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who else can I be nice to besides you?" Jiuli straightened Jiang San's head, "Stop talking nonsense and eat first."

"I'll eat now," Jiang Sanda ate the dumplings in big mouthfuls, then leaned back in the chair after finishing.

He wiped his lips and looked at the thin layer of snow outside.

"The weather is really bad now. It was sunny in the morning and now it starts snowing," Jiang San frowned.

"There's a fireworks festival in town. Let's go and see it later." Jiuli just took a look and looked away.

Speaking of the fireworks festival, Jiang San became interested. Even though he has gone to watch it every year in recent years, he still finds it interesting.

"Are we going just the two of us, or with a lot of people?" Jiang San looked at Jiuli with sparkling eyes. There were a lot of people when they went there two years ago, and he just wanted to enjoy some time alone with his wife.

"Let's go by two people. Qingnu and the others have things to do." Jiuli didn't stop working and was peeling peanuts seriously.

"The peanuts my wife peels are also delicious," Jiang San praised at the right time.

"Wife, last time Liu Si told me not to go out, should I go back?" Jiang San suddenly thought that since Liu Si's wife was gone, he shouldn't come to her house anymore, and he wouldn't show off.

"It's not too late. You might as well think about the homework that Master Cui assigned to you." Jiuli looked at the lazy Jiang San, "Also, you haven't even written big characters in the past few days. You need to make up for it."

"It's New Year's Day, my wife, please don't mention these things, okay?" Jiang San's face fell. This was simply his lifelong enemy.

"Then I won't mention it, but you have to remember to write it down." Jiuli poked Jiang San's forehead and held Jiang San's hand again, "Let's go, let's go there in advance, the road is not easy to walk on."

"You were the one who took me out. If Master Cui asks about it, you have to speak for me." Jiang San followed and righteously pushed the blame to Jiuli.

"If I don't take you with me, you'll get angry again," Jiuli helped Jiang San get on the carriage, "Sit still and don't move."

Jiang San sat obediently on the blanket and didn't move.

"Do I look like someone who would lose his temper?" Jiang San was dissatisfied.

"What do you think? The last time I went out to do something, you stole and ate a whole piece of pine nut cake," Jiuli skillfully went over the past.

"Oh, it was an accident, okay?" Jiang San avoided his gaze, but said confidently, "Isn't it because it's so delicious?"

"That's nonsense," Jiuli seemed to be reprimanding but was actually indulging.

The wheels rolled in the snow, leaving two long ruts. Halfway through, the snow stopped falling.

The sun was high in the sky, so it was obviously going to be good weather.