Seiwa

At the end of December in the sixth year of Yongle, the emperor moved to Beijing.

According to the ancestral system, every new year, the emperor's Yufengtian Hall receives the congratulations of all officials, and feasts the officials of civil and military affairs and the tribute envoys of the four barbarians.The queen gave a banquet to her wife in Kunning Palace.

In Shuodan, the document room asked for an edict to be announced, and the officials listened to the edict, and spread it to the state capitals all over the world, calling the elders to avoid face-to-face edicts, and announced them to the village.

In previous years, the edicts were issued from Yingtian Mansion.In the seventh year of Yongle, the place where the emperor made a north tour and the court officials congratulated him was changed from Nanjing to Beijing.

Before the completion of the three main halls of the Beijing Imperial Palace, Emperor Yongle received congratulations from the court at the Tianmen Gate.This move clearly conveyed the signal that since then, Beijing is the capital of the country.If I want to move the capital, no one can stop me!

The Fengtian Hall could not be put into use yet, and the emperor decreed to hold a banquet in front of the hall.

There are rows of fiery red lanterns and hundreds of braziers, making the night as bright as day.

Light turns bright, but the cold wind will not weaken at all.

Fortunately, there was no snow. The officials of the Beijing Ministry of Industry were used to the weather in northern Xinjiang, and they wore a lot of clothes. Even civil servants, they all resisted the cold.For officials who are accustomed to the climate in Nanjing, one counts as another, and they will be too cold to speak before the meal is finished.

Meng Qinghe sat under Shen Xuan, with two layers of cotton robes added to his court clothes, a thick cloak outside, a small copper stove stuffed in his guard, and thick leather boots on the soles of his feet, barely able to hold on.

Looking at Emperor Yong Le who was holding a wine glass with a flushed face, and then seeing Brother Zhu Gaoxu who had taken off his cloak and was only wearing a crown suit, Uncle Meng sniffed, very envious.

There is really no comparison between people.

However, what he envied the most was the Duke beside him.Under the court clothes, there was only a thin cotton gown, and he moved freely, as if the wind was blowing around him.

The only person on the scene who could comfort Uncle Meng was probably Zhu Zhanhe who was wrapped into a ball.

Wearing several layers in the same way, Zhu Zhanhe blushed and pulled Zhu Zhanji to toast Meng Qinghe.

"Shao Bao, please drink this cup to the full."

Zhu Di is fond of strong wine, and Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui are no exception.Zhu Zhanji can drink rice wine, but Zhu Zhanhe is young after all, dipping his chopsticks a little, the taste is amazing.Except for his own father, no one dared to pour wine for him. Since the palace banquet, the wine cup has always been filled with sugar water.

"Thank you, son."

Meng Qinghe stood up, gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand from the cloak, picked up the wine glass, brought it to his lips, and drank it down in one gulp.

The warm wine is still spicy and pungent.

The wine slipped from the throat into the stomach, and a warm current surged in an instant.

With a cough, the corners of his eyes were moist, but his hands and feet became much lighter.If it wasn't for his poor drinking capacity, he would definitely hold the flagon and never let go.

"Shao Bao is not good at drinking?"

Zhu Zhanhe raised his head, with fiery red fur around his neck, red lips and white teeth, round and round, more like a New Year's picture doll.

"It's true that the lower official doesn't hold a lot of alcohol."

"Oh." Zhu Zhanhe nodded, expressing his understanding, "Grandfather said that if you are a good man, you should be a big man. It doesn't matter if you don't drink well, just practice more. Practice makes perfect."

Meng Qinghe: "..."

Is this idiom used in this way?Besides, Emperor Yong Le's so-called massive amount should not refer to the amount of alcohol, right?

When he was speechless, he saw the eunuch following Zhu Zhanhe keep winking and nodding his mouth at the newly served hot soup, as if praying.Meng Qing reconciled himself to knowing that most of his three heads were focused on drinking sugar water and didn't eat much.

"Sir, sit down first, how about a bowl of soup?"

Above the palace banquet, the meat is mostly cattle and sheep.

Zhu Di is used to the northern diet, and the imperial chefs who follow him are all from the north, and the most useful ones are the old people of the Yan Palace.

The hot mutton soup, with salt and pepper, sprinkled with green onion and coriander, is rolled in two wide-mouthed copper bowls with a palm width. It is not so much soup as a clear soup pot.

Meng Qinghe obeyed the doctor's advice, he needed to avoid many foods in his diet, and he couldn't eat many meat dishes, but mutton soup was fine.

After hearing Meng Qinghe's words, Zhu Zhanhe and Zhu Zhanji sat down together, and the eunuch who served them almost wiped away tears.No matter what you say, Shizi just ignores it.Xing Ningbo said a word, and immediately sat down.Why is there such a big difference?

The eunuch immediately filled the mutton soup and sent it to the two of them.

Zhu Zhanji drank deliciously, but Zhu Zhanhe was holding a small bowl, staring at the two coriander leaves in the bowl, bitter and bitter.

"Huang Banban, I don't like coriander alone."

"Your Majesty, this servant made a mistake!" The eunuch who was named immediately pleaded guilty, "My servant will change the bowl for you."

"Forget it." Zhu Zhanhe stared at the bowl, unexpectedly, picked up the soup spoon, scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

"Sir?"

Zhu Zhanhe raised his head, with a little soup on the corner of his mouth, "Why did the Shaobao call me?"

"Isn't the son not fond of coriander?"

"I don't like it." Zhu Zhanhe put down the porcelain bowl, and half of the bowl of mutton soup has already been eaten, "But the father said that it is not easy to farm the fields, and it is even more difficult to fortify the frontier with food. Shaobao also taught me that farmers farm, grain It’s hard work. When I was in Daning, Huang Banban told me that he seldom had enough to eat before entering the palace. I don’t like coriander, but it’s not that I can’t eat it.” As he spoke, he slapped his big eyes twice, his small face wrinkled , "I really don't want to eat any more."

"Your Majesty is doing well." Meng Qinghe smiled. Seeing Zhu Zhanhe stroking his belly, he tilted his head and ordered the eunuch who served the food, "Please go to the dining room and ask, if there is any beef and mutton, thin slices, raw vegetables Get some tofu too. If you have rice and steamed buns, send some over too."

"Yes."

The eunuch promised and was about to leave when he heard Meng Qinghe say: "Wait a minute, if the dining room is not busy, take some time to slice the steamed buns, wrap them in eggs and fry them in a hot pan with less oil."

"Yes."

Ready-made hot pot, no need to waste.If you can't eat shabu-shabu, you can cook it in a pot, and the taste can be good.

"Your Majesty, don't eat too much meat, but tofu and raw vegetables."

"Xie Shaobao."

Zhu Zhanhe is often played with by Zhu Gaosui, and he often hears from Uncle Wang that the food in Shaobao's family is good.Hearing that Meng Qinghe ordered these things, he knew there must be something delicious, so he sat down immediately and didn't leave.

Zhu Zhanji also stayed.Ever since Zhu Zhanhe attended the class together, he became much closer to Meng Qinghe.This kind of intimacy, with humiliation, even surpassed Zheng Li and others who taught him classics and righteousness.

Knowing that the two eldest sons and Uncle Xingning wanted to use it, the dining room moved quickly. In addition to beef and mutton, raw vegetables, tofu, steamed buns and rice, there was also a pot of hot porridge, which will be delivered later.

In northern Xinjiang, there are few vegetables in winter, and the most common ones are radishes and cabbage.

It can be seen that the dining room has put in a lot of thought, and all the dishes are served with cabbage sum and thinly sliced ​​white radish.Pick a slice, take a bite, it's crispy and not spicy at all.Steamed buns are fried in meat oil, and eaten while they are hot, they are delicious.

Added mutton soup to the copper basin, and waited for the soup to boil. Meng Qinghe picked up a piece of steamed bun, divided it into three pieces, and ate one piece first, and put the rest into the mouths of Zhu Zhanhe and Zhu Zhanji.

"My son, try it."

Both the three-headed body and the young boy puffed out their cheeks, no matter how you look at them, they are attractive.

Uncle Meng's hands started to itch again, but he still remembered the occasion. The three-headed body and the boy's relatives and uncles were all present, and there were many colleagues waiting to grab his pigtails. If it goes on, the consequences will be quite serious.

Meng Qinghe greeted the two holy grandsons to cook the pot, Emperor Yong Le, who was in the middle of drinking, did not see his grandson for a long time, and asked suspiciously: "Where are Zhan He and Zhan Ji?"

Bai Yanhui immediately took half a step forward and reported in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the two princes are staying with Uncle Xingning."

"Go and see."

Zhu Di drank a lot of wine, his face was red, his brain was still clear, but his nerves couldn't help being excited.

As soon as he moved, Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui immediately put down their wine glasses and followed their father.

As a result, three big Buddha statues soon appeared on the seat where Uncle Xingning was sitting, and the soup bowl on the copper stove was replaced by a soup basin.

Picking up a piece of mutton without any seasoning, Zhu Di praised it, "Very good!"

Hot pot is not a rare item, but it is the first time it has appeared at a palace banquet.The emperor started to eat, and the officials naturally got benefits.Pots of mutton soup were served, and civil servants and generals shook their cheeks away.

After the Nanjing palace banquet, steamed buns and rice were served on the table, Beijing gave a banquet, and the pot became a reserved item.

Zhu Zhanhe ate until his belly bulged, and he couldn't help feeling sleepy.Rubbing his eyes with his chubby little hands, he didn't need the eunuch's help, and fell directly into Meng Qinghe's arms.

With three chubby heads in his arms, Uncle Meng was consummated in an instant.If it wasn't for Shen Xuan touching him, [-]% would have laughed out loud on the spot.

"Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

"No problem." Zhu Di smiled and continued to eat meat.

The Zhu family are all carnivores, there is no doubt about it.

The third body seems to feel that Uncle Meng's embrace is very comfortable, and he is not willing to leave.The eunuch who served him was so anxious that Meng Qinghe scratched his head.Zhu Zhanhe's status is extraordinary, he was reluctant and had to let go.

It was Emperor Yong Le who spoke again, "They are all from my own family, so you can hug them."

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui didn't think anything was wrong.Shen Xuan picked up a piece of well-cooked mutton and brought it to Meng Qinghe's mouth.Zhu Zhanji was equally calm, picked up the last piece of steamed bun, and put it in his bowl.

Biting the mutton, Meng Qinghe was speechless.

Turning their heads to look at the two tables closest to them, they were all stunned with stiff expressions.

This is the reaction that normal people should have, right?

Look at the emperor's family again, they are still calm and fishing for meat.

Uncle Meng said that if you drink too much, you must have drunk too much!

After the palace banquet, the officials dispersed.Meng Qinghe reluctantly handed over the three-headed body to his father, and almost walked out of the palace with three steps.

Shen Xuan really couldn't see it anymore, went out of the palace gate, directly got people on horses, and galloped back to the manor.

Sitting on the horseback, being blown by the cold wind, Meng Qinghe subconsciously buried himself in Shen Xuan's arms, the smoky fragrance and the rising feeling of alcohol made him drowsy.

When Duke Ding got off his horse in front of the gate of the mansion, Uncle Meng had already gone to meet Duke Zhou, and was so asleep that he didn't know what night it was.

"My lord."

The personal guard clasped his fists and took the reins of the horse.

Shen Xuan carried Meng Qinghe all the way through the front hall and the middle hall, and returned to the east chamber of the back hall.

The door was pushed open, and the heat rushed in.The ground dragon is laid in the room, and the non-combustible brazier is also warm enough.

Meng Qinghe slept soundly. He changed into his court clothes and cleaned his face, but he didn't wake up.

Chang Sui retreated with the copper basin and cloth towel, and Ding Guogong sat on the side of the couch, his temples slightly damp.Rubbing the side of Meng Qinghe's neck with calloused fingertips, it seemed to feel itchy, Meng Qinghe shrank his neck unconsciously.

With a deep chuckle, he lifted the brocade quilt with his big hands, lay down on his side, and pulled him into his arms. Before he could, he fell into a deep sleep.

Outside the screen, the standing lamp had already been extinguished, and the candle jumped twice, making a crackling sound, and a vague shadow was reflected on the wall.

More drums sounded, and gradually, everything fell into silence.

The next day, the emperor enshrined the gate of heaven and told the officials of the Ministry of Rites in Beijing, "Today, the sea is peaceful and the people are prosperous. I want to enjoy the joy with the people. From this year onwards, the Lantern Festival will be given a ten-day holiday. From the eleventh day of the first lunar month, officials will not If there is an urgent matter, send it to the Minister of General Affairs, and deliver the sealed copy to the palace. On festive occasions, the northern and southern capitals, five city soldiers and horses are banned at night. Zhengyangmen, Chongwenmen, and Xuanwumen are open all night. Let the common people light up Drinking alcohol is not a crime for officials."

The Ministry of Rites led an edict to draft an imperial edict on the same day and send it to Nanjing.

Emperor Hongwu's employment principles have always been consistent with the sentence "Life lies in work, and taking vacations is equivalent to wasting life."

Emperor Yongle rebelled and ascended the throne holding the banner of restoring the constitution of Taizu. It was not easy to withstand the pressure of "Emperor Gao's legacy" and give ten days off.

It is rare for the Six Ministries of the North and the South and the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies to be in harmony once, and they praised the emperor for his benevolence, virtue and sage.

The lantern markets in the northern and southern capitals were ten times more lively than in previous years.

During the holidays, all officials are not in court, and they are busy visiting relatives and friends, and exchanging feelings with classmates and colleagues.Uncle Meng couldn't relax completely, and he still had to teach the emperor and grandson on time.

After finally surviving until the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, he wanted to go back to the mansion to sleep well, but was pulled up again by Dingguo Gong in plain clothes, put on a cloak, and followed the people of the capital to go around the city and get rid of all kinds of illnesses.

"Grandpa, you passed by last year, so you don't have to do it this year?"

Meng Qinghe said that he was very sleepy and wanted to sleep.

"No."

Shen Xuan's attitude was tough, and Meng Qing couldn't make peace, so he hugged him directly, "Does Twelfth Lang want to leave the mansion like this? Xuan is fine."

Meng Qinghe suddenly woke up.

Leaving the house like this?If he is seen by an acquaintance, should he still be a human being?

Helpless, in the end or surrender.

Against the Duke of the State, Uncle Meng has never won once!

Put on a cloak and a fur hat, and the snow-white fox fur was sent by Qi Ligai.

Walking out of the mansion and walking up the long street, Meng Qinghe suddenly frowned and turned to look at the corner of the street.

"what happened?"

"It seems that someone is..." Look at him.

Is it nervous?

Shen Xuan held Meng Qinghe's wrist, "It's okay, don't think too much, just follow me."

"Oh."

Since the Duke said it was okay, Meng Qinghe was naturally relieved.Shaking his head, he put aside the doubts in his heart, and followed the crowd together with Shen Xuan.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that a slender figure flashed across the street corner.His face was half hidden in the night, and his cloak was rolled up by the wind, showing a blush.

"command?"

"Follow me to meet His Majesty."

"Yes."

"What happened tonight..."

"Commander, don't worry, I didn't see anything! If I saw it, I will kill you!"

"..." Was this forcing him to kill someone?

Come on, blood should not be seen during the Lantern Festival.Yang Duo turned around and strode away.

Li Qianhu didn't know it yet, so he walked around before the gate of hell.

After the first month passed, news came from Jiaozhi that the army led by Mu Sheng defeated most of the rebellious army and captured the false king of the Chen family. After investigation, it was found that he was actually a slave of the Chen family.

In this battle, Xincheng Hou Zhang Fuhuo seemed to have been beaten to death, and his performance was extremely brave. He led the striker and even broke through several barriers of the rebellious army.

Liu Sheng, who is also a lieutenant general, also gained quite a lot. What is ironic is that what the navy captured was not the leader of the Cochin Rebellion Army, but the Japanese pirates who were making trouble along the coast.Before that, Bo Pingjiang and Chen Xuan led the navy to cut a stubble.Perhaps because he felt that the danger was over, after Chen Xuan left, the Japanese pirates made a comeback.It was really bad luck, and met Liu Sheng who was going south.Unlucky reminders, it's all about hacking as many times as possible, and being tied up even if you don't die, which has become a military exploit reported by the navy.

In February, before the army left the fortress, Meng Qinghe rushed back to Mengjiatun to send Fifth Sister Meng out.

With Meng Qing and this uncle, his father was also appointed as a sixth-rank official, and Fifth Sister Meng's husband's family took the initiative to increase the dowry by [-]%.Even so, it was still not enough compared to Fifth Sister Meng's dowry.

Ten miles of red makeup was carried all the way from Mengjiatun into Beijing.

The villagers in the village are full of envy.

"See, if Uncle Xingning is here, the Meng family will not fall!"

The Meng clan invaded the land, and most of them were dealt with by the government.The remaining members of the Meng clan elected Meng Chongjiu's eldest son as the new patriarch, and all the clans captured by Jin Yiwei were removed from the clan.

Originally, the tribe recommended Meng Qinghe, but if he failed, so could Meng Qingyi.

After a sincere talk, the two brothers declined the family's kindness.Those who inquired about Meng Qinghe's marriage were also stopped by Meng Wang and Meng Qingyi.

"Twelve Lang just rest assured."

On the day of Fifth Sister Meng's wedding, Meng Qingyi got drunk, hugged Meng Qinghe's shoulders, and cried like a child.

Ten years of sadness, pain, ten years of depression, hatred, ten years of guilt and helplessness, all turned into tears and wet the clothes.

After drinking, and being infected by Meng Qingyi again, Meng Qinghe also cried, and the tears couldn't stop streaming down.

"Brother!"

"Ninth Brother!"

The two brothers hugged each other and wept into a ball. In the end, it was Meng Wang who slapped him hard twice before he managed to stop.

No, the son stopped crying, but Meng Wang's eyes were red.

For ten years, a family of orphans and widows, it is Twelve Lang who has struggled for his life among the dead, and it is today.

"Son!"

When Meng Wang cried, both daughters-in-law started crying.

The two brothers, who stopped for a short time, burst into tears again.

When Shen Xuan arrived, the Meng family was completely flooded.

The Duke had no choice but to ask his wife to help Mrs. Meng back to his room. His personal guards sent Meng Qingyi down, and he picked up Meng Qinghe, who was obviously drunk, and turned around to return to the mansion.

If you want to cry, you can.

Go home and cry in his arms.

Domineering, not negotiable.

Grandpa Guo has such a character, and he can't change it in this life.