starling is not a bird

Drinking half-smoked is beautiful, enjoying half-blooming flowers is the most beautiful, and tasting tea is enough. It is just a thought of the ancients to warn future generations that everything is too late, and there is room for others.

But everyone is too rigid, otherwise they would rather bend than bend, with a scholarly spirit and a strong heart, which one is willing to admit defeat, and the blood is full of enthusiasm.

Fourteen Baylor was just the time when the young man was pure white anyway, and he ignored his mother's orders. He got up early in the morning and waited for his brother at the entrance of the alley.

King Ding rarely had time to spend time with the family in the mansion, holding his youngest son, teasing his young daughter, making a lot of noise, ordering a few things casually, instructing his steward to move the stone pots, flower pots, etc. The tied gauze and satin, the high-raised red lanterns, and the firecrackers and fireworks under the corridor all herald the prosperity of this year.

The things on the farm have been put into the warehouse, and the dividends from the shop are also well kept. King Heng recommended a group of small actors, and a group of jugglers under the care of King Chun have all arranged their dates. This year is very interesting. .

He coaxed his daughter with candied fruit, and returned the son in his arms to Mrs. Fuchen. Prince Ding looked at his wives and concubines, and said to Fujin with a smile: "You are too frugal. It's not that you don't make money. Why are you so frugal?" So clean? I didn’t make a few more clothes. When I entered the palace, I saw several sisters-in-law and brothers’ heads covered with flowers and flowers, and their bodies were covered with embroidery.”

Ba Fujin smiled and said: "Where is the frugality, so these brocade palace yarns are up to them to choose, and it happens that they all choose light colors and simple patterns! Who doesn't know that you don't like those bright red and green, and this time it will come again." It’s not the one who picks us, it’s really hard to serve us!”

King Dingjun smiled: "Who said that I only love those plain ones, and I also like bright red and green. If you don't like it yourself, you still want to be crooked! It's too hard to please!"

Mrs. Fucha gently shook her son, and said casually: "My master never picks those shiny ones. We just have something to like from the top and follow from the bottom. How can it be the fault of the concubine?"

King Ding laughed loudly: "That's right, you have benefited, and you will drop a book bag from your mouth! Sure enough, you are a mother, and you know how to read!"

Fu Cha blushed: "I was studying before I was born!"

Prince Ding smiled even more happily: "Is it all the scripts? Otherwise, it's just embroidery! Forget it, I don't blame you! Anyway, I have to hire a gentleman for Hongkun, and I don't need you to teach him!"

Everyone in the seat laughed, and Fucha's face turned even redder. King Dingjun couldn't help snatching his son away again, and Fucha looked on eagerly.Unconvinced, she turned her head to look at Fujin with an aggrieved expression: "Fujin, he bullied me again!"

Fujin suppressed the sourness in his heart, and deliberately asked: "He? Who is he?"

Fu Cha's eyes widened: "Sister, you are also bullying!"

Everyone laughed even more happily. Tomorrow is the New Year's Lantern Festival. Everyone was very happy. Prince Ding teased his son and said regretfully: "When the New Year is over, I will grow up. I can't hug anymore. Hug more now! "

After thinking for a while, he said, "Have you recited Fomishi to the common people?"

Fujin said with a smile: "A hundred stones of grain have been scattered a long time ago, and it has been lined with Buddhist rice. It is only used to accumulate blessings and longevity for the little elder brother, and incense is also distributed in every temple!"

King Dingjun nodded: "You should be more careful. Thanks to you for thinking about these trivial matters, thanks to you for going up and down this year, I will toast you later!"

Fujin's eyes flickered: "My lord is used to flattering people, isn't this what you should do? Why should your lord think about it?"

King Dingjun said with a smile: "That's not the case. I don't care what other people are like. I just thank you for your care! I walk outside a lot, and the whole house falls on you. It's hard work!"

He turned his head and praised Shang Jia again: "It's thanks to you for helping Fujin on weekdays, but it's hard for you!"

Shang Jia blinked her eyes slightly: "Fu Jin usually takes good care of the concubines, and it is the concubine's good fortune to be able to help a little bit, so it is not worthy of praise from the master!"

King Dingjun smiled and didn't answer, and said to everyone: "Seeing that you are in harmony, I am very happy. We are all one family. We need to work together to live a prosperous life. If you can do this, you are considerate of my father." I'm thinking about it!"

King Dingjun, who has never indulged in female sex, always treats his wives and concubines with a bowl of water. He neither overly flatters anyone nor neglects anyone. What do you like, those who love color give more makeup and hairpins, those who love to play give a swing toy, those who love to read appreciate rare books and ancient books, and the bed brothers are never rude, only those who are careful and gentle, which woman does not love these little things Tenderness?

He doesn't have much time in the mansion, and Fujin doesn't dominate her husband. Except for the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, he avoids the small days with others at other times. It's important to get an extra boost, whoever doesn't want to be proud of himself will never dare to be jealous, even if Dingjun Wang doesn't know, it's not easy to get angry with Fujin.

Small family gatherings are always warmer, but on big days, you have to go to the palace to bathe in the grace of God. Prince Ding doesn't like this, and Bafujin doesn't like it even more. Concubine Hui is becoming more and more eccentric, and the madness in her eyes always makes her Fear.Concubine Jia is not easy to get close to her clearly. Compared with the loneliness of the Crown Princess, the sisters-in-law dare not tell a joke loudly. What good is such a reunion?

King Dingjun naturally didn't understand his wife's depression. In his opinion, the concubines in the palace were already very peaceful. Anyway, now that the concubine Han is favored, none of them has the emperor's favor. What is there to argue about?The crown prince is still in power, and the sons of the concubines are all destined to be courtiers, and they have no chance to fight for leadership. Isn't it strange that they are not in harmony?

Wearing a sable fur and a bearskin hat, Prince Ding led Fujin into the palace early in the morning. First he followed the emperor to offer sacrifices to his ancestors, and then to the heaven and the earth. Fortunately, he brought enough hand stoves and foot stoves, otherwise it would not be cold broken?

After noon, the tussah meat was rewarded. It was icy cold, and the fat had condensed into hoarfrost. It was disgusting to look at it. King Ding took out mulberry paper soaked in soy sauce and vinegar, wrapped the tussah meat tightly, and covered it It was roasting on the hand stove, barely chewing on it, deeply worried about my stomach.

Stamping lightly, Prince Ding dragged Min Baylor from behind and handed over the mulberry paper: "Wrap it up and eat, otherwise how can you eat it without salt or sauce?"

Minbeile frowned and said, "It's all oil, and it smells like fish!"

Dingjun Wang smiled: "Be patient, the rules of the ancestors, no seasoning is allowed, this mulberry paper is soaked in salt sauce, you can eat it with your eyes closed. Eat it at night."

Min Baylor gnawed on the big fat meat and said bitterly: "What delicious food can there be in the palace? It's all warm food stewed on the steamer. It looks good, but it tastes terrible! I have to come here every year. It's annoying. dead."

The two whispered, not caring about the eyes of others at all. King Ding distributed the mulberry paper he brought to other brothers. Everyone was very grateful. King Cheng was the most exaggerated: "Eighth brother should be more careful, we Why can't I think of it? This is a good idea!"

King Dingjun didn't want to tell him, did he get this from his two lifetimes of experience, or was it told to him by a guard guarding the gate when he was imprisoned?

After eating the cold tussah meat, the ministers and workers who filed in patiently listened to the emperor's New Year's message year after year, thinking of the hot tea at home, and when the palace banquet started, they left happily .

Min Baylor was walking next to King Ding, and if there were no accidents, they would sit next to each other at the banquet. Min Baylor held his brother by the corner of his clothes, secretly happy in his heart, and after a while, fourteen Baylor squeezed away.

"Brother, I'm so cold today!" Fourteen Baylor rubbed his hands and squeezed between the two of them, not paying attention to Min Baylor's instantly darkened face.

Prince Ding glanced at his younger brother: "You shouldn't be on duty today, why did you come here so late?"

Fourteen Baylor smiled: "Let's drink a few cups later to keep warm!"

Before King Ding could speak, Min Baylor was already angry: "You are sitting next to Shi 56 and them, why are you rubbing against them!"

Fourteen Baylor glanced sideways at Min Baylor: "Brother Ten won't come today, can I sit in his seat?"

Min Baylor was furious: "Why! If he doesn't come, that position is still his, so hurry up and get down! Don't be an eyesore here!"

Fourteen Baylor was already annoyed, but now he is also depressed: "Why? Why not sit? Is your name written on this place? Call it, it should be right! It's funny, usually Here, you are only allowed to bully myna, don’t tell me myna belongs to your family!”

Min Baylor was also anxious: "It doesn't matter who it belongs to, anyway, it's not yours." Your real brother is still on it!Why don't you go next to me! "

Fourteen Baylor's neck was red with anger, and King Ding hurriedly pulled them away: "What are you arguing about! Old nine, you are next to me on the left, and fourteen, you are next to my right. They are all childish. I have honey here!" , the cold wind has been blowing all day, and you still refuse to let it go, and why don’t you sit down and have a good cup of tea?"

Only then did the waiter next to him dare to serve tea in a teacup. Prince Ding handed over a cup, watched them drink it, and then began to smooth things over: "Have you eaten gunpowder? They are so angry! It's not like you can get angry when you get angry." Warmer?"

Fourteen Baylor poured down a whole bowl of tea, and asked someone to add another bowl. It took a long time before he said, "I didn't take the gunpowder, I'm afraid Fourth Brother ate a lot!"

Dingjun Wang heard this for a reason, he didn't ask too much, and touched his younger brother's head with a slight smile: "It's not worthwhile to be angry with others, do what you should do, and just listen to what others say. If you take it seriously, you can't live with yourself! Could someone replace you?"

Fourteen Baylor looked at Ding Junwang who was smiling and smiling, and felt even more uncomfortable compared to Su Junwang. How could his own brother be so virtuous?Why isn't my own brother Prince Dingjun?

He went to poke Min Baylor: "Ninth brother, I am impatient, don't worry about it!"

Min Baylor rolled his eyes: "Get lost!"

Fourteen Baylor laughed, and picked up a handful of peanuts to hit Min Baylor, Min Baylor rolled his eyes even more: "Aren't you annoying? Are you not a child?"

The fourteenth Baylor who kindly cared about his brother, but was robbed by King Sujun, still didn't say anything in the end. The concubine is different, Fourteen Baylor has seen a lot of messy things in the Ministry of War, and the smell can be understood as soon as he smells it.

Thinking of Su Jun Wang's uninhibited face and his gestures of alienation just now, Fourteen Baylor was really sad. Although Er Niang didn't raise him, and he was not very close to him, but the bones were broken and the tendons were connected. Why isn't it chilling that he is so defensive about his direct relatives?

After drinking a few cups of mulled wine, a chicken leg with sweet-scented osmanthus and honey sauce was thrown into the bowl. When he looked up, Prince Ding was chatting with others, but Min Baylor turned his head away. Fourteen Baylor's heart became hot, and he picked up the chicken leg Take a bite!Why are you sad, I don't lack good brothers!

Under the palace wall, fireworks soared into the sky, and silver and golden flowers exploded in the night sky. The smell of sulfur permeated the air, and a few round white and fat glutinous rice balls passed from a small cup. New Year, after all, is coming. It's over.

The thirteen elder brothers stationed in the camp are also sharing the glutinous rice balls with the crown prince and the emperor. The taste of sweet-scented osmanthus and the sweetness of the glutinous rice balls make people feel warmer. There is no sadness or joy on Kangxi’s face. The governor of Guizhou is still there. On the road, is the barrenness of the Southwest really a stubborn disease?

Thirteen Baylor fiddled with the glutinous rice balls in the bowl, the prince's fall from favor seemed to be becoming more and more obvious, and he who accompanied the king saw it most clearly, did he have a chance for that kind of defense and suppression that could not be concealed?