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Yong Cong held Lingjia's hand happily, looked up at the fireworks, and felt something was wrong.
He only let people buy bright red and green colors, just enough to last the first wave But who released the second wave of blue and purple, and the third wave of colorful?
? According to the order, the last wave of colorful colors is the finale, and it lasts the longest. If you do any calculations, you will know that it costs the most taels of silver. To be able to set off fireworks at the city gate, his status must not be lost to his privileged class.
He remembered the little note he got from his second brother for advice, which said, the surprise is to set off a grand firework. Reminiscing that the second elder brother and the second sister-in-law also left the palace, Yong Cong suddenly realized that there must be the second elder brother's handwriting.
Since it was a surprise prepared for the second sister-in-law, the aesthetics must be biased towards the second sister-in-law. The second sister-in-law likes lighter and more elegant clothes, especially light blue and light purple
Case solved! The blue and purple fireworks are set off by the second brother!
It's just that he couldn't figure out who the third person was.
Prefer colorful colors, could it be Huang Ama?
But Huang Ama didn't say that she would leave the palace today.
In case it is
Huang Ama also got the love note from the second brother?
Yong Cong shivered, not daring to imagine the scene of Huang Ama coaxing Huang Erniang, and hurriedly dismissed the image in his mind.
This question was quickly thrown out of the blue, Yong Cong looked at the night sky, clenched his hands even tighter, looked down at the little girl from time to time, both of them had sparkling eyes.
Since the first wave of fireworks, people have never stopped admiring. The news spread extremely fast. Countless people rushed to the gate of the city. Saber, all dispatched to maintain order in the capital.
"Officer, don't you rest on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? What about the young man at home?" The old farmer grinned.
"Watching the fireworks in front with my wife." The official said gently and honestly, without any hard-faced manner of doing business on weekdays.
After a long time, the fireworks stopped suddenly, and sighs of disappointment sounded from the crowd. The gorgeous smoke and dust are still embedded in the night, and will not dissipate for a long time, as if witnessing the continuation of the prosperous age.
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After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the yamen continued to "rework" one after another. Yong Cong begged the Queen Mother, and spent a few days with Ling Jia. The two intimately planned the layout of the county palace, and then solemnly submitted it to the Ministry of Industry.
? In mid-February, King Jingjun was referred to the outskirts of Beijing by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who couldn't stand it anymore, and restarted his farming plan.
In his spare time, Yong Cong listened to Yongxuan's gossip that Fu Longan hadn't returned to Duke Zhongyong's mansion for half a month, and had been living in the guard room in the palace for the past few days.
"Did he have a conflict with his family?" Yong Cong was puzzled.
Yongxuan said that he didn't know the reason, and urged Yongcong to go to clean up the door together. Yongcong touched his chin and agreed.
In the evening, the guards were on duty, and the two of them sneaked outside the window of the duty room, and they heard Fu Heng hate iron and steel reprimand: "Such a thin-skinned, how can I look like my son from the Fucha family? Isn't it just during the Lantern Festival? Have we met holding hands with the princess? Your mother-in-law is very happy, but seeing that you don't come home, her temper has exploded in the past few days. Isn't it you, Ama, who are suffering?"
It's explosive, it's explosive.
The fourth sister actually held hands with Mian Hulu!
The little uncle was being manipulated to death by his aunt!
Yong Cong was still able to handle it, but Yong Xuan slipped and fell to the ground, and was caught by Fu Heng who had a keen ear.
The eyes of the uncle and nephew met, Fu Heng: ""
In the silence, embarrassment spread.
"Uncle, you and your cousin continue, continue." Yong Cong laughed dryly, pulled Yong Xuan from the ground, and the two fled in despair.
Afterwards, Yongxuan, the instigator, was reprimanded by Qianlong. After facing the wall for a long time, Yongcong felt very sorry and determined to be a matchmaker for the last time.
"Which girl do you like? My brother will help you connect." Yong Cong whispered.
Yongxuan became excited, blushing in a rare way, and took Yong Cong's hand, "Seventh Brother, I went out of the palace that day and met Seventh Sister There is a very beautiful girl beside Seventh Sister. I heard Seventh Sister called her 'Dongzhu'"
Yong Cong fell silent, and Yong Xuan was still looking forward to it, not feeling the crisis at all.
"You have a good eye." Yong Cong squeezed his hands and said slowly, "It's just that Dongzhu is not gentle, and I'm afraid it doesn't meet your ideal type."
Yongxuan waved her hand indifferently, her eyes sparkling, "Seventh brother, I made up my ideal type You don't know, she has a long whip pinned to her waist, she is very sassy!With the sign up, the draft has come to an end.
After the dust settled, on the second day, the imperial edicts to bestow marriages were sent to Duke Yingyong's Mansion and Duke Zhongyong's Mansion respectively, and the date of marriage was stated on it. sixteenth month.
According to the usual practice, after the draft, the prince and prince Fujin can only get married for at least half a year, otherwise the etiquette is rushed and the wedding is rushed.
?Because the candidates for the seven Fujins were determined early, Duke Yingyong's mansion prepared a dowry years ago, and the preparations were extremely complete. The dowry was also drawn up in the palace, and the process was set.
The Jingjun Prince's Mansion has been repaired and is only waiting for the owner to move in. The day of the wedding is the day when Yong Cong officially bids farewell to Nansan and moves into the Prince's Mansion. The wedding room of the two was set up in the main courtyard, and the queen personally guarded it, and the princess assisted in the arrangement.
Soon the wedding day is approaching
On this day, Yong Cong was left in Yuqing Palace, the two brothers had dinner, carried a jug of wine, walked around the front yard, and sat on a stone bench in the bamboo forest path.
The night is deep, the crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the wind passes through the bamboo forest, and there is a rustling sound.
Filling the jade cup with the clear wine, the crown prince sipped his mouth lightly and smiled: "This is the green plum wine specially brewed by your second sister-in-law. It's not very strong. It's best to bring it for congratulations."
He knew that Yong Cong was very easy to get drunk, so he took a kind of fruit wine, drank to enjoy the moon, and listened to the wind and bamboo.
Yong Cong responded, and drank in small sips. After a while, his cheeks flushed, because the shadow cast by the bamboo leaves covered him, the prince did not notice that he was already slightly drunk.
"Once through, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye." The prince looked at him sideways, "I still remember that when you were just born, your skin was wrinkled, like a monkey"
While talking, the prince smiled slightly, "The little monkey is getting married now. I have someone buy some pastry shops, and I will hand them over to you when the time comes."
Yong Cong nodded slightly, his blush grew stronger, and he said after a long time: "Brother, you are so kind to me."
The prince suffocated for breath.
He was used to mutual pitting, he was not used to Yong Cong's compliments, after laughing, his heart was sour.
The prince leaned over, touched Yong Cong's hair, and heard him ask softly: "Do you like this place? Do you want to go back?"
These are the words that Yong Cong has been keeping in his heart all along, and he asked them all while being drunk.
"I like it, why don't I like it." The prince was stunned, his throat was slightly choked, and he answered seriously, "What are you doing back there? There is no Huang Ama, no Huang Erniang, no Min Rong, no He Jing and you .¡±
"Brother never said thank you to you." The prince paused and said softly.
"I just wanted to say thank you." Yong Cong muttered, closing his eyes, as if about to fall asleep.
After a while, he asked in a low voice: "After I get married, can I stop farming?"
Prince: ""
"No." He smiled.
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