Great Song

It was said that it was New Year's Eve, but in fact the government sealed it on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, and Zhen Qiong was taken home.After all, Baoying Temple can be regarded as an imperial palace temple, no matter how much the temple owner wants to make alchemy, he can't just stick to the temple and prevent the Chinese New Year.

Reluctantly leaving Danfang, when she first arrived at Han Mansion and met Mrs. Han, someone grabbed Zhen Qiong's hand and looked at her carefully.Seeing that no one was hungry or thin, Mrs. Han complained: "I don't take you back to live on important days like the winter solstice. Miaoer is also a ignorant! This Chinese New Year, no matter what, I have to stay at home for two more days!"

ah?Zhen Qiong hurriedly explained for Han Miao: "I accompanied the official's family to the southern suburbs to worship the heavens during the winter solstice. It was not Miao's fault. I will not go to the southern suburbs next year, and I will definitely come back!"

Such out-of-the-ordinary words made Mrs. Han laugh, and she patted Zhen Qiong's hand and praised: "Qiong'er still has the heart."

Han Xia, who was standing beside her, wanted to hide her face when she heard it.No matter how much Beijing attaches importance to the winter solstice, people can't give up the ceremony and come back to accompany the old lady, right?But the grandmother was happy, and his grandson couldn't say anything, so he could only laugh in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, before his embarrassment was over, Mrs. Han smiled again: "I'm afraid Qiong'er doesn't know yet, right? Now many people know about your panacea and the official title. Xia'er followed I said, Xia’er, tell Qiong’er quickly!”

Han Xia was stunned.Ever since he found out that his elder brother likes men and has an affair with Zhen Qiong, he has never known how to deal with this trail.Fortunately, he wants to go to school, and Zhen Qiong wants to make alchemy, and the two don't meet often.The farther away, the less awkward.Han Xia really couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he paid a little attention to the things in this trail.He also inquired a lot of news from the same window, most of the Taixue is the son of an official, the news is well-informed, and he has heard a lot of stories.I relayed it to my grandmother, just to reassure the old man, who would have accidentally stabbed him in front of the original owner.

Zhen Qiong didn't know what Han Xia was thinking, so she looked over curiously.Looking at those shining eyes full of anticipation, Han Xia bit the bullet and said: "I have a classmate who said that the uncle at home suffered from chest pain, and I don't know where I heard the name Huxindan." , I prepared a bottle. I didn’t expect to save the old man’s life. In order to be grateful, I even bought a lightning rod from the Taoist temple, and I want the Lord Thunderbolt to protect..."

"Master Thunder? Why is it called this?" Zhen Qiong was happy to hear it, but she didn't expect a strange name to appear suddenly, and hurriedly asked.

Isn't the lightning rod used for lightning protection?True Monarch Lei Ting ran to do this, it was simply not doing his job properly.

"If you don't control the thunder, how can you use a thin needle to protect against lightning? If you don't understand the reason, it will be farfetched." Han Miao explained with a smile.The news about the explosives is still forbidden to spread to the outside world. It is naturally his credit that the name given by this palace man can be spread.But it's inconvenient for grandma to know about these bombings, so of course it must be led to the lightning rod.

Zhen Qiong didn't care so much, and said happily: "This name is quite powerful!"

Old Mrs. Han also smiled and echoed: "The official Lingxiao priest is naturally unusual! By the way, can Qionger know how to do it? The New Year's Eve is coming, and the family also wants to send a hundred gods, according to the waste, Why don't you read the scriptures and send the gods away?"

Zhen Qiong had never done this before, so she hurriedly said, "I'm one of the good fortune-makers. I only practice alchemy, but I don't practice it."

Mrs. Han was a little disappointed, but she also nodded her head: "Forget it, I'll just invite the Taoist priest of Youshen Temple to cast spells. Who is the fairy that Qiong'er enshrines, and do you want to offer a memorial tablet at home?"

Speaking of this, Zhen Qiong was quite proud: "Our Good Fortune Sect worships Laojun and Baopuzi, and a hall has already been built in Guanli, so don't bother."

He is also a person who can build a golden body for the ancestor, and the imperial court allocates funds!

The old and the young started chatting like this, and sometimes the bull's head was wrong, but they could still pick up the words, which was very speculative.Han Miao shook his head with a smile, then turned to Han Xia and asked, "How is the Taixue's house going?"

Mentioning this, Han Xia immediately regained his spirits: "It's being repaired, and when school starts next year, we should be able to move into the new house."

In the former Taixue, there were only a few fasting houses in the northwest corner of Xiqingyuan.After the failure of the Qingli Reform in the Renzong Dynasty, no one repaired it, and it was already dilapidated.A few days ago, Han Xianggong advised the emperor to expand the zhai house and increase the number of Taixue students.The emperor agreed, and the entire Xiqingyuan Chaojiyuan was placed under the ownership of Taixue.All of a sudden, the school building was expanded several times, which made the teachers and students of Taixue very happy.This is obviously to revive Taixue, maybe there is another big move.The students who entered the inner dormitory early can take advantage of the opportunity.

Han Xia knows better than others the reason for the restructuring of the Taixue, so he looks forward to the new school year even more.If the inner house really set up another upper house, he must have to take the exam to get a place in the upper house!

Han Miao didn't ask him about his studies, instead he said with a smile, "If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll have to live in Taixue next year. The bride is at home, so I'll be lonely."

Han Xia's face turned red all of a sudden, and he was speechless.After the Chinese New Year, it's time for him to welcome his relatives. If he lives in the Zhai, won't he be separated from his new wife?

These words immediately attracted Mrs. Han's attention, and hurriedly said to Han Xia: "There is still an old man accompanying the bride, Xia'er, don't panic."

He didn't panic at all!Han Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and could only obediently thank her grandmother.

When the family gathers together, there is no shortage of fun.However, the end of the year is approaching, and there are many things inside and outside.Han Miao was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, but Zhen Qiong was completely idle.There is not even a pill room in this mansion, and there is no way to turn on the stove. When he is doing nothing, he stays with Mrs. Han and has seen a lot of customs in the Song Dynasty.

For example, on New Year's Day, Taoists are invited to chant sutras.This is the first time Zhen Qiong has seen the Taoists here, how they recite scriptures and cast spells. It seems that they are somewhat similar to the Shintoism over there. According to Buddhism, before and after death, please ask gods to send ghosts, and gods and gods are nagging.He hadn't had much contact with these things back then, and he was very interested. He followed the Taoist and watched intently.

Zhen Qiong followed so closely, it was almost provocative, but the Taoist priest of Youshen Temple didn't dare to say a word.Nowadays, in the palaces and temples in Tokyo, who doesn't know the name of Lingxiao Chushi?Such a person who even the Qing sect can deal with at will, how can they be easily provoked!Frightened in his heart, he was more dedicated in performing the spell, which made Mrs. Han praise him again and again, and gave him a lot of money.

Afterwards, the stove sacrifice, Nuo opera, brazier burning, dust sweeping, etc. are also unique and lively.In a blink of an eye, the remaining days passed, and it was New Year's Eve.The sky had just darkened, and there was a deafening sound of gunfire outside.

"There are no tall buildings in the courtyard, so you can't see the fireworks outside." Han Miao said with a smile.

"When you come to Tokyo, why don't you watch the fireworks on New Year's Eve? Naturally, you have to wait for the Lantern Festival." Mrs. Han smiled when she heard the sound of firecrackers. .”

"Grandmother, don't worry, I've made all the arrangements, and I'm sure Qiong'er will have fun." Han Miao replied frankly, without any hint of shame.

Zhen Qiong was not to be outdone: "When I turn around, I will also make two kinds of fun fireworks, and use them for the old lady to play with."

Han Xia glanced at the two who sang together and made grandma laugh.Getting along with each other for a few days really made him feel a lot less awkward.Zhen Qiong's Xiaodao is a person who says what he says.Although it is not common business, but the victory lies in frankness.It's not surprising that his elder brother likes such a person with deep thoughts.Not to mention, he is still the priest of Ling Xiao personally appointed by the emperor.If you talk about it in detail, it's the elder brother, the merchant, who has made the top move.

However, as soon as this idea came up, Han Xia shook his head in his mind.The elder brother is extremely talented, and he gave up his studies to start a business for the sake of his family business.He can't live up to his brother's care, he must get a good name in the exam, so that his brother can be proud of him!

Han Xia's heart was ups and downs, and Han Miao was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.With a smile, he had dinner with his family and picked up something to play with.At this time, Zhen Qiong's checkers are useful. Four people can play together. It is simple and interesting, and it is a good thing to pass the time.

Mrs. Han's chess skills are similar to Zhen Qiong's, and she has two grandchildren who let her play happily.From time to time, a child from the steward's family would come and act coquettishly in front of her, begging for fruit.Mrs. Han couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, she threw out a lot of copper coins, and even took a whole family with her to set off cannons in the courtyard.This year's funeral is over, and the two grandchildren have their homes again. This new year's eve also adds a bit of joy, which makes Mrs. Han's smile less sentimental.

Because of the custom of "keep the longevity of Dong Ye and the longevity of Sui Niang", on this New Year's Eve, the two brothers must be full. Zhen Qiong is also a person who can endure, and happily chats, laughs and eats with the two.Stayed until the more drums sounded and the firecrackers exploded.Only then did they eat the New Year's Hoto, and they went back to their houses.

Without his family, Han Miao took Zhen Qiong by the hand and led him into his house.

After closing the door, he smiled and said to Zhen Qiong: "Qioner, do you still remember tonight last year?"

Zhen Qiong groaned: "Why don't I remember, I thought you were going to have a 'Bingzhuye Talk' with me, but who knew it was Fenrun. I didn't sleep well all night!"

Han Miao's voice froze, and he couldn't help pinching Zhen Qiong's face: "Fortunately, I don't know."

If he knew it at that time, he would have signed a contract with this Xiaodao in case he wanted to move.Now the two of them must have changed their appearance, how can they still be so intimacy?

Zhen Qiong hissed, chuckled, and threw herself into Han Miao's arms: "This year, we can talk at night by candlelight, I don't care if it's later!"

Smiling and tearing the man off his body, Han Miao said, "Don't be too busy, I'll show you something."

As he said that, he brought the man to the table, took out a stack of papers from his pocket, and put it in front of him: "This is the deed. The room next to Baoying Temple is under your name."

I bought a new house a long time ago. It is only one street away from Baoying Temple, and I can walk there.It is a courtyard with two entrances and a courtyard.Because of the remote location, it is much larger than the previous courtyard, but there is no alchemy room, which makes Zhen Qiong a little regretful.Unexpectedly, this house actually fell under his name!

Zhen Qiong was taken aback, picked up the deed and looked at it carefully, and it was indeed his name.Raising her head blankly, Zhen Qiong said: "I already have a Taoist temple, why give me a house?"

Han Xia smiled: "Your Taoist temple was bestowed by the government. If one day you quit your job, wouldn't you have nowhere to go? Keep the house deed first, and I will often live with you in the future, isn't it good?"

This touched Zhen Qiong's heart, his eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "Okay! Brother Miao can live here as you like! Only you will live alone!"

This made Han Miao laugh out loud, coughed, and said, "Bring your passbook, and I'll write down this year's profit for you."

Zhen Qiong immediately took out the small notebook she carried with her and handed it over.

Han Miao raised his eyebrows: "It seems you haven't forgotten."

How could he forget such a big matter as sharing profit?It's just that I thought I would see a pile of gold and silver today, but I didn't expect Han Miao to buy it directly.Doesn't that seem like a bad idea?

Seeing that Han Miao wrote a line on the small book, he took out the seal and stamped it.Only then did I hand it back.

Zhen Qiong happily took it, and when she glanced at it, she froze there.

"Six...sixty thousand?!" He jumped up from the stool in fright.What a joke, the funds allocated by the imperial court, even the money for repairing Taoist temples and building new alchemy houses, are only [-] to [-] guan.Han Miao actually gave [-] guan directly!

"This is one-tenth of the ledger, so naturally it's more." Han Miao said with a smile.

What he gave last year was a profit share, which is one-tenth of the net profit.This year, he calculated according to the general accounts of several shops.Fortunately, it was written in this small book.If it is taken out, the cash in all the stores of the Han family can be emptied.

This is far beyond what should be shared, and it is even so high that once Zhen Qiong leaves, it will hurt his muscles and bones.If it is like this year after year, less than half of his net worth will fall on Zhen Qiong.He really can't compare what the officials can give Zhen Qiong, but if it's only about money, he's not afraid of anyone!

No one knows better than him that Qiong'er loves money.If this money can keep him, he doesn't mind giving more.

Unexpectedly, after the shock, Zhen Qiong suddenly shook her head: "It's too much, I can't take it. Besides, now that I have a Taoist temple and a salary, I don't need so much money anymore."

The smile on Han Miao's face froze.It's like the thing I'm most afraid of hearing, ringing in my ears.

It is true that Zhen Qiong loves money, but he wants money for alchemy.If he could practice alchemy with peace of mind, more money and less money would be meaningless to him.What is written on paper and stored in the library is just a number after all.If even the money is useless, what else can he do to keep this trail?

Zhen Qiong looked at Han Miao's face, as if she had suddenly woken up: "Why did Brother Miao suddenly give me so much money? But what are you worried about?"

After being silent for a long time, Han Miao said softly: "Qiong'er has a Taoist temple and has been given a name. If one day she wants to leave me, it will not be difficult."

It was rare to use her brain, and Zhen Qiong asked in confusion: "Then if I take the money and leave later, wouldn't brother Miao have nothing to lose?"

This is the truth and the simplest thing.How could a shrewd businessman like Han Miao fail to think of this?

"So, I want to sign a contract with you." Han Miao took a deep breath and took out another document from his pocket.The red envelope is made of brocade.

Zhen Qiong stammered, "Here, this is the marriage letter..."

"I would like to use this wealth to ask you for a promise." Having reached this point, Han Miao no longer hesitated, "If I break this oath, you can take the money and leave. But if I can keep the oath , are you willing to stay with me forever?"

There was an unprecedented tension in that person's eyes, and he almost didn't look like a Han Daguan who was always calm and relaxed.

Zhen Qiong had never experienced this before, but his heart was beating extremely fast.He still knew Han Miao, such a shrewd person, how could he have done such a stupid thing?But he still did it, offering a dowry far more than most in the world, a sum of money, and that sincerity.

Zhen Qiong really doesn't care about money now, but this, he does!

"Even if Brother Miao has no money, I will support you. Why do you need this?" Zhen Qiong smiled, threw aside the passbook that was more important than her life, took the marriage certificate, and wrote down her own words on it. His name was not enough, so he poked another ink pad with his finger and put it aside.

The bright red fingerprints, as bright as the brocade book, made Han Miao's eyes glow with enthusiasm.He also picked up the pen, signed his name and surname, and put a red fingerprint on the unused letter.

The two names, An'an, are together.This is a private agreement with no intermediary and no employment, which is not polite.The things written on it are not so affectionate, but can be used as evidence in court to fight a lawsuit with a large amount of money.

However, it is different for the two of them.

Raising his head, Han Miao looked at Zhen Qiong.The other party's eyes were still so bright, so bright that they seemed to be twinkling like stars, but the words he said were indifferent: "Next, it's time to talk at night by candlelight?"

Han Miao smiled and shook his head with a smile: "It's wedding candles in the bridal chamber, and we sleep together."

Outside the window, the sound of firecrackers had already stopped.All the lights are off, just waiting for dawn.Another new year.