I engaged in modernization in ancient times

Our family can also become talents in this lifetime.

Apart from Mr. Zhishan's place, several mansions in the city have also become lively, not as deserted as before.

What's more, I don't know how many masters from the Imperial College, they are so envious that they feel sour.

Sour sour.

If you act like this, you may have to live for a few more years.

At this time, Mo Shaoheng also went to the Shangyi doctor's mansion to deliver pastries and came back.

As a result, when he came back, he received pastries from Zhao Jingcheng and others.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Ah!

He is really his own student, who he learns from and who he uses.

Still, it seems to be doing fine.

I believe that the gentleman who received these gifts should also be in a good mood. The precious thing is that they are made by the students themselves. What can be more important than friendship?

A few days later, the grand court meeting at the end of the year.

In front of the Golden Palace, someone secretly came to Mo Shaoheng's place to ask when it was his turn to set the fire for their house.

Now the queue is too long.

Mo Shaoheng had no choice. There were not enough workers to hire, but the speed of buying bricks couldn't keep up, so it was impossible for him to open a brick yard.

Generally, there will be no major events in the big court meeting before the Chinese New Year, and things will be arranged for the next year.

The documents concerning Mo Shaoheng's misappropriation of cultivated land for other purposes have also come down.

Mo Shaoheng simply went to the Palace of Qinzheng to pick up the documents by himself, so as not to worry about it all the time.

After coming out of Qinzheng Hall, he unexpectedly ran into that uncle again.

Mo Shaoheng thought for a while, and stepped forward, "Uncle, my family is eating pig-killing rice in Bird Clothes Lane today, so please come and join in the fun."

Counting and this uncle are also old acquaintances, for Chinese New Year, how lively and happy I am.

around:"……"

Silent.

At this time, in Liangjing City, a group of small shopkeepers also ran towards the gate of the city.

Those who came over to deliver the goods only listened to the little peddler saying, "Today we eat pig-killing rice, and the business is closed."

If it is not open, it will not be open. Why run to the gate of the city?

Douzi smiled so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, "The prince asked us to drive pigs at the gate of the city, and the prince wants to kill pigs for us to celebrate the New Year."