The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

"Hey, be careful, is it hung correctly?"

"A little more to the left. Don't fall. It's a bit slippery."

The mansion became bustling early in the morning.

That night was New Year's Eve, and the servants who remained in the mansion got up early in the morning to prepare things for the New Year.

Most of them have few relatives at home, or are unwilling to go back, so they stay at home and celebrate the New Year with everyone.

Qian Bo sympathized with their hard work and raised their wages to three times the usual amount. He also gave each of them a red envelope for the New Year early in the morning.

At this moment, several maids and servants were hanging lanterns and pasting the word "Fu" at the door.

The shadow guard is responsible for hanging red lanterns on all the trees in the yard.

This was a piece of cake for them. Everyone jumped up lightly and the lantern was hung steadily on the tree branch.

There were two mischievous men who saw their brothers standing below and kicked the tree hard before the people below could react.

The snow fell on my head and body like a blanket.

Next, the two of them chased each other around the yard, while the others laughed.

Jiang Shian laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, and he almost fell into Ying Huai's arms.

It had snowed for several days in a row, and except for the small paths that had been cleared for the necessary routes, the snow was piled up almost to the waist everywhere else.

According to Qian Bo, this was the heaviest snowfall in Qingping County in recent years.

All the shops on the street closed early, and now the roads are inconvenient to walk on and all the roads are blocked.

In the past few days, the government has organized people to clear snow and clear roads everywhere. In remote rural areas outside the city, if the snow does not melt, food and drink will probably become a problem.

Jiang Shian rarely slept in and got up early in the morning.

He, Ji Yinghuai and Jiang Wenjing were sitting in the house, warming themselves by the fire and cutting paper-cuts.

It was the first time for all three of them to cut this thing, and they were quite clumsy, but luckily there were several skillful maids nearby.

Jiang Shian was still thinking about Zhang Ping and the others. He tilted his head to look into the yard and said to Ji Yinghuai, "I'll ask you guys to do me a favor later. I remember we have a lot of New Year's food in stock. I want to send some food and drinks to the people in their alley."

"Okay, I'll let Heiying and the others go later." Ji Yinghuai responded.

Jiang Wenjing also said: "A lot of gold and silver were seized from the bandits a few days ago. This year's snowstorm is so serious. I think the court should send people here in the next few days. I will discuss with the county governor later. We can give some relief to the people first."

A wealthy family like the Jiang family naturally has no shortage of food, not to mention that the Jiang family shop also sells rice.

There are many farms outside the city that grow grain and store a lot of it. It is more than enough to transport some of it out to help the people.

After the window paper-cuts were cut, several maids pasted them on the windows and doors of each room. In addition, small red lanterns were hung on the pine trees in the yard. The whole mansion was filled with joy.

After lunch, Jiang Wenjing and Ji Yinghuai went about their business.

The newly promoted prefect was a capable man who had served as a county magistrate in other counties for several years. He had sufficient experience and the towns under his jurisdiction had always been peaceful and the people loved him very much, so he was promoted to the new prefect.

The prefect and the county magistrate each sent a number of yamen runners and guards to sweep the snow along the main street. They had to clear the road first.

Wherever they passed, the able-bodied men in the houses would take up their weapons and join in.

Later on, almost all the young men in the city got busy.

Jiang Shian and Ji Yinghuai opened the shop door and cleaned out everything in the shop. Now there were only rice, oil, dry food and the like piled up in the shop.

In less than two hours, the snow on the streets was almost cleared.

The rest is outside the city and the homes of poor people on West Street. The snow on the eaves of some dilapidated places is particularly thick.

Fearing that the houses might collapse, the governor of Liang led people there personally.

The prefect also asked the yamen runners to spread the word in every street and alley, saying that those who did not have rice at home could go to the Huai'an shops to get it for free, and that the court would send people soon, so the people in the city should not panic.

As soon as these words were spoken, the people who were originally panicked calmed down.

They are not forgotten, they are saved.

Because many people were frozen to death in the snowstorm a few years ago, every household has enough firewood.

But because they did not store food in advance, many families are already unable to afford food.

What the people did not expect was that this time no one took the opportunity to sell the grain at a high price, but instead distributed it to them for free.

But when everyone heard that it was a Huai'an shop, they understood.

It is the Jiang family's shop. The Jiang family has never sought to make huge profits from the people during times of disaster.

The sound of Huai'an shops once again filled the entire city, and many people had an idea that in the future, if they wanted to buy something in Huai'an shops, they would not go anywhere else.

The prefect had made preparations in advance. All those who came to collect food were registered one by one. Each person could only collect once, and those who were in real need of food at home were allowed to come first. If anyone was caught claiming food even though they were not short of food at home, they would be severely punished.

The bailiff passed the message on.

Jiang Shian saw several people in the queue walking away with guilty consciences.

People who saw this in front and behind spat in anger, thinking that he was still trying to take advantage of others at this time.

Jiang Shian glanced at Ji Yinghuai, and the man next to him happened to look over there.

The two men looked at each other tacitly, and felt that this prefect was extraordinary.

And judging from his actions on that day, he is a good official who serves the people.

There are so many people, it is impossible for Jiang Shian and his team to be the only ones responsible for the distribution, so Yingwei and his team have also set up several places to help.

At present, they can only take care of the people in Qingping County, and hope that the court can send people from other places as soon as possible.

It would be best if the sun came out immediately and the snow started to melt immediately.

Jiang Shian was so busy that he had no time to rest. It was cold, so Ji Yinghuai asked him to take a rest while he was busy for a while, and he replaced Jiang Shian to continue distributing food.

Jiang Shian did not try to be stubborn. He stepped aside and stomped his numb feet.

After the last person had received their share, the other people around looked at the people who were so cold and pale, their eyes reddened, and they thanked Jiang Shian and the others profusely.

Some even knelt down, crying bitterly, and thanked everyone for saving their lives.

Jiang Shian was most afraid of facing such a scene, so he asked everyone to stand up and did not let the shadow guards help them up.

After watching the people walk away, Jiang Shian and his colleagues packed up the shop and prepared to close.

The prefect on the side finally had some free time, and stepped forward to thank the two men again with great courtesy.

This is a high-ranking official, the governor of a city.

Jiang Shian couldn't bear it and hid behind Ji Yinghuai.

Ji Yinghuai accepted the prefect's greeting and said in a deep voice: "I hope that your official uniform can live up to the people in the city. The people have seen what you have done recently, and I hope you will not let them down."

"Yes, I will keep in mind the prince's teachings."

The county magistrate arrived late. After standing still, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and thanked Ji Yinghuai and Jiang Shian.

Snowflakes were still floating in the sky, and the county magistrate and his guards were shuttling through the streets in the morning and afternoon.

After a busy day, my forehead and body are covered with sweat.

It seems that after what happened last time, the county magistrate has finally gathered up enough strength and is not only trying to atone for his crime but also save his life.

Ji Yinghuai didn't want to say anything about this. It was the emperor who had the final say on whether to convict or to reduce the crime with merits.

Today’s hard work has not been in vain. It is enough for the people in the city to have a good New Year tonight.

It was almost the end of the hour of Xu, and many families had already set off firecrackers in preparation for dinner.

Jiang Shian and his friends said goodbye to the two adults and rushed home.

With servants and Qian Bo in the mansion, they don't have to do anything extra.

But after all, it’s the annual reunion, and everyone wants to get busy together and have a good time.

As soon as I arrived in the yard, I smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen.

The little maid who had been waiting at the door shouted in surprise: "Mr. Qian is back, the young master and his friends are back."

"Hey, hurry up, let Aunt Li cook." Another voice reached everyone's ears.

Then Butler Qian came out from the kitchen.

There are currently limited staff in the mansion, and Butler Qian has always had this personality. The more festive the time, the more he likes to have fun with all the servants in the mansion.

He did not have the identity of a chief steward at all, and the maids and servants in the mansion all respected this old steward very much.

Jiang Wenjing and the shadow guards went to the front hall to drink tea and chat.

Jiang Shian pulled Ji Yinghuai to the kitchen. He had never eaten the ancient New Year's Eve dinner, so he went to see what dishes were available first.

"I saw they have been busy since the afternoon. Are they preparing a banquet?" Jiang Shi'an leaned over to look into the pot stewing on the stove.

Ji Yinghuai followed behind him and watched the two holding hands, smiling with satisfaction. Now they finally didn't have to hide their suspicions anymore.

"This must be salted duck, it smells so good." Jiang Shian took a deep sniff.

Just then, a pair of chopsticks were handed over. The little maid blushed and whispered, "This is a specialty of my hometown. Would you like to try it first, young master?"

"Okay." Jiang Shian couldn't wait to take the chopsticks.

Ji Yinghuai beside him took a bowl and handed it to him: "Be careful of the heat."

Jiang Shian carefully picked up a piece, blew on it and brought it to his mouth.

Then his eyes narrowed.

This salted duck has white skin and tender meat, is fat but not greasy, fresh and delicious. It is really delicious.

Jiang Shian gave the little maid a thumbs up while eating and nodded: "It's delicious."

The little maid had a bright smile on her face, and she looked at the little sisters around her who were looking at her, with a somewhat proud smile.

The others glared at her with envy.

Why are you showing off? We are doing pretty well.

Then others started to speak up and asked Jiang Shian to taste what they made.

The room was filled with a lot of chatter.

Ji Yinghuai frowned, looking at the group of maids who were trying to curry favor with the young man, with some displeasure in his eyes.

Just talk about the food. Why are you constantly squeezing close to Jiang Shian? You really have no manners.

Before he could say anything, Qian Bo spoke sternly, "Alright, go back to your own business. I see those dishes you mentioned were all made by Chef Li, and you guys are just helping to peel garlic and wash vegetables, but you're fighting over them. Stop it."

The maids said "Oh" and dispersed, going back to their own work.

The kitchen finally became quiet.

Jiang Shian tasted almost every dish and found them particularly delicious. If they had different flavors, he would feed Ji Yinghuai a bite.

The little actions of the two in the kitchen were seen by the maids and servants. Many of them blushed secretly and dared not look at them any more.

Jiang Shian and Ji Yinghuai dug out two sweet potatoes from the stove, ate them while walking, and went to the front hall.

Before I went in, I heard a loud laugh as I approached the yard.

It seems to be very lively inside.

The two of them walked closer to take a look and saw that this group of people were actually playing Landlord.

They were divided into several small tables, and people sat together in groups of three or four.

Yingmo had played with them last time and was considered an old hand at it. He made his deskmate so angry that his face turned red.

Jiang Shian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He didn't expect that Yingmo would actually bring both ink and punishment here.

It was really interesting to see the faces of the usually serious secret guards painted all over.

Ji Yinghuai couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth as well.

It's rare to see this group of people so relaxed.

Jiang Wenjing is the landlord at the end of the movie who was so angry that his face turned red.

As he was the top scholar in the imperial examination, nothing could be difficult for him in terms of poetry, literature, music and etiquette.

Today I actually lost at this little Landlord game. I have been losing since I started playing and have never won a single game.

It doesn't take much to guess who came up with this amazing way of playing. He looked at the two people who came into the room and cast a look at Jiang Shian for help.

Jiang Shian walked over quickly.

Yingmo immediately refused to do it, and stood up and said, "Hey, no, we can't ask for outside help."

"Why not? You relied on the fact that you played with the master last time and screwed us thoroughly."

"Yes."

Others spoke one after another.

So Jiang Shian and Ji Yinghuai were pulled over, and it happened that in this hand, the landlord was the one who got the final prize.

The two of them ate roasted sweet potatoes and gave each other pointers from time to time.

Not surprisingly, Yingmo lost completely.

The shadow at the same table as Jiang Wenjing laughed happily, and quickly picked up the brush to draw two curved beards under his nose.

A burst of laughter broke out in the room.

Yingmo was not going to take it anymore and threw down his cards: "This is not fair, it's clearly four of you beating me up."

Jiang Shian's shoulders were shaking from laughing, and it took him a long time to stop laughing. He said, "Don't be angry, let's play something else. It's a chain game. Everyone draws cards and puts them down. If you have two identical cards, you can eat up the cards of others in the middle. Whoever has the most cards in the end wins. It all depends on luck."

When Yingmo heard this, he immediately regained his confidence.

Jiang Shian and Ji Yinghuai did not get involved, but just watched them play.

Everyone laughed for a while.

Qian Bo brought his maid to clean up the living room and prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner.

The shadow guards put away the wooden signs and prepared to set off firecrackers.

As the sound of firecrackers rang out, steaming dishes were served on the table.

Jiang Shian called Qian Bo and said, "Don't let the servants eat in the kitchen. The house is big enough. Add a few more tables and the New Year's Day will be lively."

"Okay." Qian Bo responded with a kind smile on his face.

He was worried that the young master would mind, after all, there were guests in the mansion, but he didn't expect that the young master also thought so.

This is how they celebrated the New Year in previous years, and the master and mistress made similar arrangements.

The master often said that they were all children from good families, and they would not be driven around as servants unless they were forced to do so.

The New Year's Day is a time for families to reunite, and the house cannot be lonely. Everyone should be reunited.

The living room was large enough to accommodate four tables.

The wine I bought a few days ago was also moved out.

Tonight is the night to get drunk.

The sky gradually darkened. It was rare to see stars in the sky tonight, and it stopped snowing.

By the time the meal was over, most of the people at the table had already sat down. Even a few maids who had never drunk alcohol before took a sip or two. Their faces turned red as they went to the kitchen to cook some sobering soup.

The fireworks were moved into the yard.

The crowd covered their ears with their hands and looked up into the air expectantly.

The fuse was lit, clusters of fireworks rose into the air, and then exploded into colorful fireworks.

Many people in the city heard the sound and stood in their own yards to watch, watching the fireworks blooming in the sky with happy smiles on their faces.

The excitement lasted until midnight. If it weren't for the severe cold this year, we would probably have stayed up all night to continue the excitement.

The city gradually returned to calm, and the people thought of the gorgeous fireworks they had just seen and fell asleep with smiles on their faces.

While no one else was noticing, Ji Yinghuai took a step back and hugged Jiang Shian in his arms, wrapping his arms around Jiang Shian's waist.

When Jiang Shian's hand was released, he immediately noticed Ji Yinghuai's action. Looking at the person who was joking in front of him, he struggled a little embarrassedly: "What are you doing? There are so many people in public."

Ji Yinghuai rested his head on the side of Jiang Shian's neck, tilted his head and gently kissed Jiang Shian's cheek, his voice gentle: "Every year has this day, every year has this day. Happy New Year, Shian!"

The fireworks in the sky are dazzling and brilliant, and in front of you can hear people laughing and talking.

Jiang Shian looked at the people around him and smiled happily.

This was the most lively New Year he had ever experienced in his life, with his family, friends and elders by his side.

Jiang Shian reached out his hand, covered Ji Yinghuai's hand, and replied in a low voice: "May I be like a star and you like the moon, shining brightly every night."

The big hand on the waist tightened.

Jiang Shian noticed the change in the aura of the person behind him, and with a red face, he still said the last sentence: "Ji Yinghuai, I love you."