Great Song

It was just dawn, and the avenue out of the city was full of cars and horses.During the Double Ninth Festival, people in the middle of the capital like to climb high and resign from youth, go out and have feasts in autumn, and the few hills in the suburbs are naturally crowded with people.But fortunately, it is not too difficult to avoid it if you make arrangements early.

In the spacious compartment, a young woman with a double bun, a narrow gown and a long skirt, and a light purple brocade gauze is sitting beside an old woman, serving her attentively.Although he is still young and handsome, his behavior is graceful.There is neither the restraint of a small family nor the arrogance of a high family.Just looking at it is pleasing to the eye, knowing that his family education is not bad.

However, Rao is so calm and demeanor, when she heard the laughter coming from outside, she still couldn't help it, she tilted her head slightly, as if she wanted to take a look outside.

Seeing her appearance, Mrs. Han joked, "But have you never seen Xia'er look so stupid?"

Hearing this, the girl blushed: "Grandma is joking."

"This group of boys, no matter how old they are, are like children. If you don't stick to it, you will be stupid." Mrs. Han patted the back of her hand with a smile, and her words were not without ridicule.

A granddaughter-in-law should obediently listen to the teachings of her grandmother, not to mention the instructions of a "husband trainer".Ma Sanniang couldn't help smiling, and nodded shyly.Her husband-in-law, Han Xia, is really a modest gentleman on weekdays, and he has always been gentle, considerate and understanding since he got married.But when he was in front of his elder brother, he would show the embarrassment of a young man from time to time.Aside from being funny, it also made Mrs. Ma San feel a little affectionate.

If he knew what his wife thought, Han Xia would never join in the fun.But at this moment, it was too late to hide.

I saw two people riding on the tall horse beside me.They were close together one after the other, with an intimate look.Fortunately, sitting down is a good horse from the Liao Kingdom, carrying two men on its back, still calm and relaxed.If it were an ordinary horse, the back would probably be broken.

"Brother, you can't teach people like this..." Han Xia wanted to touch his forehead.If you want to teach someone how to ride a horse, can't you just find a docile mare and let someone lead it and walk slowly?If you insist on sharing a ride, aren't you afraid of being seen by outsiders?

He was ashamed, but the other party didn't care.Han Miao smiled slightly: "Qioner doesn't know how to ride a horse, how can I let him ride alone?"

Without hesitation, Zhen Qiong nodded together: "Exactly! Brother Miao is considerate, and he teaches so quickly."

Let him sit alone on the horseback, it is really dare not.How dangerous it is to touch the ground with your feet!Now Brother Miao can help him pull the reins, support his waist, and the saddle is specially made for him to ride with him, not to mention how caring he is!

Han Xia: "..."

Seeing his unlovable appearance, Han Miao snorted softly: "Ya'er, why don't you sit in the car too, it's good to be with your younger siblings."

Han Xia blushed, he couldn't do things like being tired of being with his wife in broad daylight.However, looking at the elder brother who was riding a horse and whispering to his ear, and... er, sister-in-law?The bottom of my heart was really churning, I couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or unwillingness.Well, if only he could be as big-hearted as these two people.

Just as he was thinking, a car passed by.When Xu Shi saw the situation here, the curtains of the car were raised, and he saw a girl who covered her face with a fan, her eyes were shining, and she was looking at this side.Han Xia wished she could hide her face and run away.Of course he knew that Zhen Qiong was good-looking, but in this weird situation, the better she looks, the more eye-catching she is!

After suffering for an hour, the convoy finally arrived at the place slowly.Compared to other hills in the suburbs, Xianyun Hill is really not high, it's just a small mound.Ordinary big households would not choose to climb here to overlook.But the Taoist temple on the mountain has quite good chrysanthemum products and warm soup for bathing.Now that the whole yard is covered, it is a good place to celebrate the festival.

The family entered the Taoist temple, and the banquet had already been prepared.Han Miao supported his grandmother with his own hands and asked her to sit down in the upper seat.Looking at the neat family, the old lady smiled happily: "When you eat, you have to eat first, and then it's not too late to drink."

This is a bit against the rules, no matter how Chongyang Festival is, they have to drink chrysanthemum wine.But the elderly care about the stomachs of their children and grandchildren, who would live up to this kindness?After a round of meals, everyone toasted and drank the fine wine.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival last time, I was overwhelmed by a glass of spirits from my own liquor store.This time, Han Xia also paid attention to it, and after tasting it, he dared to let his wife drink it too.Seeing him being so careful, Mrs. Han narrowed her eyes, turned her head to Zhen Qiong and said, "Why is Qiong'er so thin again? Miao'er is also a person who doesn't hurt people, and doesn't even care about you."

In the past half a year, she has been busy, but Zhen Qiong has lost some weight, and her figure has become taller, which is unavoidably more obvious.Hearing this, he said happily: "Don't worry, grandma, I'm eating well. Only when I grow taller can I lose weight."

"It's obviously tired and thin!" Mrs. Han didn't listen to this, and she almost reached out to touch Xiaodao's head, "You child, once you practice alchemy, you won't have a day and night, you should rest more."

He is not busy with alchemy recently, he always has various projects to worry about.Although this kind of directional research is interesting, it is still very different from the alchemy he pursued.After a year, after trying several methods of the Water and Fire School, he will return to his own project.

But these are useless to tell the old lady.Zhen Qiong just nodded to admit her mistake, and promised not to go to the suburban festival during the winter solstice, but to spend it with the elderly.

Han Miao just listened with a smile, but Ma Sanniang couldn't help but look more at his uncle's "in-law".What a blessing it is to be able to participate in the winter solstice ceremony, but I still have to refuse.Is the emperor really not angry?

Han Xia also couldn't help but said: "The suburban festival is a big event, how can we just push it away..."

Zhen Qionghun didn't care: "I've made an agreement with the officials, I won't go to sacrifice to heaven, and I will take brother Miao to participate in the great court on the first day."

Of course, Han Miao went as a family member.This is also the newspaper that the emperor likes Brother Miao, so he rewards them.Yuanhui is going to hold a banquet, it's not much better than going to the southern suburbs to blow the cold wind to worship the sky!

Han Yan's eyes widened, and Ma Sanniang couldn't laugh or cry.However, seeing her uncle's complacent smiling face, she couldn't help but also burst out laughing.Back then, her brother's marriage to a Taoist almost delayed her marriage.The elder brother felt that the Han family was acting improperly, so he wanted to persuade his father to resign the engagement.However, Ma Sanniang begged her mother to persuade her father and brother.

Uncle likes men, Han Xia wrote a letter before, and told her solemnly.There are many ways to hide these things, but Han Xia never hides them from her.What's even more rare is that the uncle actually wrote a marriage certificate and hosted a banquet for guests.Such a solemn gesture is admirable.Now the emperor knows that he can still allow Ling Xiaozi to bring his family into the court.This kind of love and respect, I'm afraid I won't be able to find it with another person.

If the elder brother is like this, let alone the behavior of his husband.Ma Sanniang never regretted marrying into the Han family.This kind of family style is far inferior to those high-ranking families.

Mrs. Han couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, and praised again and again: "It's still Qiong'er who is thoughtful."

Can this matter be described as "Zhoudao"?Han Xia opened his mouth, but finally gave up on asking.You can never use common sense to deduce things in this small way, so it's better not to ask so many questions.

After dinner, the family went to admire the chrysanthemums in the Taoist garden.This Taoist temple is rich in woody chrysanthemums, the flowers are pure white, the stamens are light red, and the view is delicate and charming, which is very pleasing.Ma Sanniang helped the old lady to walk in front, and Han Xia, who followed behind, asked in a low voice: "Brother, is the national debt really going to be paid? A classmate asked about it."

Han Xia was assigned to the upper house based on her grades, and she never made it public in Taixue, let alone her relationship with Han Xianggong or Ling Xiaozi.But in this kind of place, there are too many well-informed people, and many people read the daily newspaper.A few acquaintances asked about it.

Han Miao nodded when he heard the words: "It will definitely come out. If you have spare money, you might as well buy some."

Of course, I didn't say this to Han Xia, since there is no family separation, it is impossible for him to have private money in his hand.Instead, let Han Xia release the news and tell the students that they can buy national debt.

Han Xia naturally trusted his brother's words.However, after thinking about it, he couldn't help but said: "This national debt should be printed as paper coupons, right? Wouldn't it be troublesome if someone copied it?"

Since it is borrowing money, there must be an IOU.This national debt should also issue paper coupons like Jiaozi.It's just that Jiaozi is only issued in Yizhou, and the national debt may be sold in Tokyo.If counterfeiting occurs at that time, it will be a big trouble.

Han Miao said with a smile: "How could the court not have anti-counterfeit measures? The Renzong Dynasty also issued officials, so don't worry about that."

He didn't take it seriously, but Zhen Qiong came to his senses: "I think the anti-counterfeiting of Guanjiaozi is not enough. Only special paper is not enough, at least a watermark should be printed, and the color of ink should be printed. Two years, it should be a while No one can imitate it for a while."

Han Miao could still understand it when he turned black.I really don't know what the watermark is.But these words made him nod his head: "If Qiong'er has any good ideas, she might as well report to the emperor. Anti-counterfeiting is indeed a big deal."

Isn't it a big deal?Zhen Qiong didn't even care about the soreness in her leg, she nodded repeatedly.He is the one who wants to buy government bonds, and he must not let fakes affect the exchange!

Enjoying chrysanthemums and outing in autumn leisurely all afternoon, and after dinner, everyone divided the courtyard and made their own soups.The warm soup here is the best, the smell is not so strong, and the water is drawn into the pool, so there is no need to squeeze together for soaking.Zhen Qiong had never seen this before, and she didn't think it was cold, so she hurriedly took off her clothes and got into the pool.

As soon as he soaked in hot water, the hairs all over his body spread out.Zhen Qiong shivered, exhaled comfortably, and buried her shoulders in the water.The faint sulfur gas floated in the nose, and it didn't smell bad, but the heel of the leg that was worn by riding a horse before became more uncomfortable.Twisting, Zhen Qiong couldn't hold back, and hopped to the place where the candlestick stood on the bank, turning her legs to check.

Unexpectedly, just as he raised his leg, someone grabbed his ankle.Han Miao didn't go into the water naked like him. He was also wearing a thin coat, which was completely soaked, revealing a fair complexion.

"But it's worn down to the bottom of the leg?" Han Miao slid his finger down and rubbed it on the reddish skin. "They told you not to ride for so long. It may take two or three days to heal."

What he said was serious, just like a real flaw detection.However, Zhen Qiong was rippling like the water below her, and couldn't help licking her lips: "Who made Brother Miao sit so close..."

Riding on the same horse, squeezing each other, cuddling and hugging, he couldn't control it in public.If it weren't for this, how could I ride for so long.

The water in the warm soup is slippery, and the ankle pinched in the palm is also slippery, just like a big fish, twisting and turning, restless.The corner of Han Miao's mouth twitched: "The sky is sitting on the ground, what is Qiong'er thinking about?"

This man definitely did it on purpose.This is a small pool in the courtyard, the stars are shining brightly in the sky, the grass leaves rustle in my ears, and I can vaguely hear human voices.Perhaps it belonged to a Taoist in Guanzhong, or a resident of another courtyard.However, that hand was still rubbing the roots of the legs.Zhen Qiong only felt a "boom" in her head, and a string was burned.Stretching out his hand to grab the semi-transparent, unobstructed clothes, he leaned over and said, "Brother Miao, please keep your voice down..."

Han Miao smiled, and took the writhing big fish into his arms.

The next day, the group got up early.After eating, I was ready to go back home.But this time, Zhen Qiong didn't come to learn how to ride a horse, but obediently nestled in the car.Facing his younger brother's puzzled gaze, Han Miao explained with a smile, "I'm too tired from soaking in hot water. He won't be riding a horse today and wants to rest."

Han Xia: "..."

Soaking in hot water is a relief from fatigue, so why would you be tired?Do you think I'm not married yet?

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Han Xia ignored her brother and urged her horse to follow behind the car.