I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Chu Fei and Han Quan had made a lot of preparations for keeping the new year, and now they heard that Han Yi was going to stay in the palace, and they were devastated.

Han Yi said to Chu Fei: "You can watch the new year with me in the palace when the time comes."

Chu Fei was slightly taken aback: "This...isn't that good?"

Will the king chop him?

Han Yi waved his hand: "It's okay, when the time comes, you and Gao Fuling and the others get together to eat fruit and watch the year."

Han Quan wanted to tell Chu Fei that the two of them would watch the new year together, but Chu Fei was going to follow him into the palace, so... what should he do?

Han Yi turned to Han Quan with a smile and said, "It's almost time, go pick up your family at the city gate."

Han Quan was startled: "What?"

Han Yi blinked at him: "I wrote a letter to Han Yan, and sent someone to bring your wife and children over. The New Year's Eve must be reunited anyway, go quickly."

Han Quan went happily, and when Han Yi turned his head, he saw Chu Fei looking at Han Quan enviously.

Well, as long as it's not someone like him who deliberately doesn't want to get married, basically he won't keep his filial piety for too long. Chu Fei is a little older than him, and it's time to get married.

As soon as Han Yi raised his hand, he put his hand on Chu Fei's shoulder and asked, "What's wrong? Do you want to start a family?"

Chu Fei froze for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I don't plan to start a family."

Han Yi was a little surprised: "Not getting married? Why?"

Chu Fei gave him a strange look: "What's the reason? Don't you want to have a family too?"

Han Yi said seriously: "I'm temporary, I didn't say I can't get married, I just don't want it to be too early."

Chu Fei laughed at himself and said, "Who would like me in this situation?"

Han Yi raised his eyebrows. Chu Fei is now the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion, and it is foreseeable that the position of the housekeeper will be his in the future. Bai Shao will definitely not have a chance to help him again, and he does not want to hinder Bai Shao's progress. show the way.

No matter what, the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion is worth a lot, but he didn't say anything after thinking about it.

Whether the housekeeper of the Hou's mansion is worth a lot depends on who he talks to.

If Mo Qiu is like this, it can be regarded as a success.

Switching to Chu Fei... the young ladies who can be found in this position are just like that, and maybe they will also be slaves in the end.

In the past ten years of Chu Fei's life, if he wants to get married, his target is the prime minister or the young lady of other high-ranking officials, and he has to be a prostitute, and even a princess is qualified.

Now the gap is too big, with his looks and talent, it seems a bit unreasonable to match him with a female slave.

He intends to free Chu Fei from his status as a slave. Although he will be a commoner at that time, it would be good to let him out to help him take care of his property and travel around in business. At that time, he can marry whoever he likes.

It's just that it's a bit sleepy like this, and putting Chu Fei's words right now is equivalent to slapping Yan Zheng in the face again.

Han Yi had no choice but to pat him on the shoulder and said, "Everything will be fine."

Chu Fei smiled: "Alone can be happy and at ease, with no worries or burdens."

As soon as he finished saying this, a boy over there ran over and said, "Boss, something is wrong. The chicken I bought two days ago was taken away by the civet cat!"

Chu Fei was startled: "How many have you taken away? Hurry up, hurry up, and buy them again!"

Chu Fei turned to Han Yi and sighed, "I take back what I just said, there are still a lot of troubles."

Han Yi laughed and said, "Let's go back and prepare some meat without salt for the cats. Let them eat better after the Chinese New Year!"

Chu Fei reluctantly agreed and left.

On New Year's Day, Han Yi will go to sacrifice to heaven and ancestors after waking up.

When I gathered at the gate of the city in the morning, I saw the people coming and going with smiles on their faces, saying hello and chatting loudly, and the crowd was full of prosperity.

It's just that, even though it looks like everything is booming now, Han Yi always feels that something is missing.

But for a while he couldn't figure it out.

He was thinking all the way like this, and when he reached the altar, he was distracted.

When he saw Yan Zheng wearing a gorgeous royal costume and throwing the sacrificial scripture into the altar, he remembered the fireworks that he set up to create momentum for Yan Zheng.

Thinking of fireworks, he suddenly understood what was wrong—the sound of firecrackers was missing.

The so-called firecrackers in this era are real firecrackers—the sound produced by burning bamboo.

It’s just that in Xianyang, bamboo is a very precious thing. Although it is also transported here from outside, because of the high price, most people just buy one or two and wait for it to be released at night when the new year is celebrated. That dense sound is completely different.

Although this kind of voice can't be heard in later generations because of environmental protection, it can still be heard in places where regulations are not strict.

Han Yi thought for a while and felt that after the gunpowder became more stable, firecrackers could be produced.

I don't know if I can hear a crackling sound until next year.

Worshiping heaven is a very dull and lengthy event, which is incompatible with the word "New Year", but it is also necessary.

When the afternoon finally ended, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned their heads to prepare for the New Year's feast.

When I went back, the requirements were not so high, and the ministers all got together in twos and threes to talk.

Yan Zheng deliberately called Han Yi into the car, it was too cold outside, and it was warmer in his car.

It's just that Han Yi saw that all the ministers were walking on two legs. It seemed that it was not good for him to run in as the youngest, so after thinking about it, he directly gave the opportunity to Daliang Zao and General Meng.

General Meng is a meritorious official. He is celebrating the Chinese New Year, and Zhao Guo doesn’t want to fight Qin or Qin, so the two sides have a temporary truce, and Meng Ao will come back to rest for a while. This time, there is no need to worry about Zhao Guo’s surprise attack, unless they are all over the New Year’s Eve!

And Daliang Zao is currently the oldest in the court, this is a serious veteran of the three dynasties, unlike Han Yi who is relatively watery.

Inviting these two people into the car is a sign of favor and respect for the veterans on the one hand, and on the other hand, Yan Zheng needs such things to win people's hearts.

It feels okay for Han Yi to walk on the road alone with a hand stove in his arms. His physical fitness is much stronger now than in his previous life, and he has to feel that blacksmithing is still very useful.

Just when he was feeling emotional, the chief minister quietly came over and asked: "Han Zhongshu, I heard that the dishes of this year's banquet are different from those in previous years?"

Han Yi nodded and said, "That's right, some dishes have been withdrawn this year and many new ones have been added."

Zuo Shuchang also came over and asked: "I heard that some dishes were presented by Han Zhongshu."

Han Yi thought for a while and said, "There are probably four or five dishes, and they all taste pretty good."

You Shuchang asked: "That hot pot...what the hell is it? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Anyway, the New Year's banquet is almost here, and there is nothing to hide about this kind of thing, so Han Yi briefly introduced it.

This way of eating is relatively new. In the past, others cooked it and they ate it. This is the first time that I watched the vegetables and meat turn over and become cooked.

Of course, it’s fine to do it yourself, it’s bad if it burns, so there will be special palace people to cook vegetables and meat for them.

Before he knew it, a group of people surrounded Han Yi, all discussing the dishes for this year's New Year's banquet.

In the past, the New Year's banquets looked varied, and to be honest, none of them were delicious. Everyone just had a cutscene to show their status and status that they could enter the palace to receive the banquet.

And this year everyone has great hopes. Everyone knows that Han Yi cooks delicious food. Yan Zijian has changed one or two dishes at the New Year banquet before, and as expected, those two are everyone's favorite dishes.

There are more changes this year, so you can choose your favorite food.

Han Yi was surrounded by people and listened to the group of people discussing which dish was more delicious and which dish was more novel, as if he had returned to the dormitory when he was in school - it was hard to imagine that each of these ministers had hidden secrets Foodie attribute.

I have to say that it is normal for Yan Zheng to insist on changing the dishes regardless of the palace's opposition. This year's New Year's banquet is more lively than previous years. When the hot pot is served, everyone's enthusiasm is obviously much higher.

It's just that Han Yi thinks the taste of the dining room is just that, and the sauce is not very tasty.

He raised his eyes to look at Yan Zheng, and found that Yan Zheng didn't eat much, and then looked at the people who kept toasting him, and couldn't help but worry about his stomach for a while.

After eating the hot pot, it's time to move on to watch the fireworks show.

For the fireworks event, many people have imagined it for a long time but can't figure out what it will look like, so they are also very curious.

Yan Zheng pulled him to his side with the reason that he wanted Han Yi to come and explain to him, and asked in a low voice, "I don't think you have eaten much, is it not to your taste?"

Han Yi laughed immediately, and said in a low voice: "The taste of the dining room is mediocre. I don't think you eat much. I'll make you some delicious food when you watch the new year. How about making dumplings for you?"

Yan Zheng said with a smile, "Okay."

As soon as the words fell, a loud noise startled most of the people, and then everyone saw a fireball rushing straight into the sky, and the fireball exploded in mid-air to form red sparks, which was gorgeous and extraordinary.

There was an uproar among the crowd, and after the first fireworks, the fireworks event kicked off.

Fireworks fly into the sky one by one, and various colors light up the night sky.

It's a pity that they are all the most basic shapes, and few of them can be changed. However, the current technology can't reach that level, so it can only be like this.

Such gorgeous and extraordinary fireworks were so beautiful that everyone lost the ability to speak. Han Yi turned his head to look at Yan Zheng beside him, and found that Yan Zheng's expression seemed to return to his youth at this moment.

No, he rarely had such a novelty and joyful expression in his youth.

It seems that Yan Zheng likes it, and because of his liking, Han Yi feels that today is worth it.

Fireworks are always fleeting, because it's cold outside, and Han Yi still feels sorry for Yan Zheng regardless of other ministers, so he didn't make it for too long.

After the fireworks disappeared at the last moment, just when everyone thought it was over, the deafening sixteenth sound drew everyone's attention back.

There are small fireworks as decorations in the night sky, and there are two rows of golden characters in the middle: Qi Shuo Xinshi, inheriting the past and ushering in the future, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the past shines brightly!

Because these words are Xiaozhuan, they are very simple and full of heart.

And these sixteen-character fireworks were also specially made by Han Yi, and they stayed longer than other fireworks.

When others were shocked that fireworks could still write in the sky, Yan Zhengyi grasped Han Yi's hand, and his heart was surging for a moment.

Thanks to winter's wide sleeves, everyone was watching the fireworks and didn't have time to look at the two of them. Han Yi didn't struggle at all, but asked in a low voice, "Is it okay?"

Yan Zheng turned his head to look at him, his voice was slightly hoarse due to excitement, and said in a low voice, "Very good."

After thinking for a while, he added: "It's very good, very good."

At that moment, he only felt that all the words were barren, and he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.

These sixteen words are Han Yi's thoughts, and they are also his thoughts. The feeling of connectedness at that moment makes people feel hearty.

After the fireworks were over, all the ministers came back to their senses, savored the products, and then looked at Yan Zheng and Han Yi's more and more eager eyes, and couldn't help shaking their heads: Hey, it can't be compared.

Even if he sings praises, Jing Yuehou can play well, um, really play well!

Such a fireworks show attracted everyone's attention, causing everyone to be a little absent-minded about the subsequent New Year's banquet.

When it was finally over, Han Yi secretly followed Gao Fuling to Yan Zheng's bedroom while everyone was not paying attention.

Of course, before going to the bedroom, he went to the dining room first, and the materials had already been prepared for him in the dining room.

Although there was no noodles, because of the rice, Han Yi directly made rice flour dumplings, and he also made the filling himself.

After the wrapping was finished, Han Yi generously divided Gao Fuling and Chu Fei, and then he and Yan Zheng sat around the stove to watch the new year while eating dumplings.

After eating the dumplings, Han Yi felt a little sleepy, trying to stay awake while talking to Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng was fine, his face was just a little flushed after drinking so much wine, but when he was talking, he found that there was no sound next to him, and when he turned his head, he saw Han Yi lying on the table and sleeping caught.

We all know that when people lie on their stomachs, people's faces are somewhat deformed, and it is not particularly good-looking to squeeze into a ball.

However, in Yan Zheng's eyes, he was cute no matter how he looked.

He was so cute that he couldn't help propping his head up to look at Han Yi's sleeping face. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.