49. Small Night Scene in Front of the Palace

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The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.

Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches.

On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, although the year has not ended yet, the sound of firecrackers is heard one after another, resounding continuously throughout the capital.

Small New Year's Eve is also known as "Thanks to the Stove", "Sacrifice to the Stove", "Kitchen God's Festival" and so on. The Kitchen King, also known as the Kitchen God in ancient times, is a god who oversees the good and evil in the world and is in charge of food and drink in the world. On Little New Year's Eve, every family worships in order to give the Kitchen God a piece of cake. The Kitchen God will go up to Heaven to listen and say some good words for them in front of the Jade Emperor. Therefore, every family's sacrifice to the stove can also be regarded as a good show in which people across the country pretend to be graceful and calm in front of their superiors. I can't help but smile when I think about it. Even if some families are poor, they often still offer candies and drinks to show their affection, which can be regarded as a sincere wish. I don’t know how many silver coins I won in the autumn wind last year, so I need to be so solemn.

However, this is still a respectable custom.

Nowadays, some people may say that asking God to make wishes is ridiculous, but they don’t know that there is peace in their hearts and peace everywhere in the world. Those who find it absurd, don’t you know that there were ancients before the ancients? In our eyes, the ancients could write "The Art of War", "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" and "Twenty-Four Histories", and could create beautiful gardens and build green tiles and white walls. How could it be so? I don’t know how much merit is gained by burning paper money? Even if you burn a stick of fragrant incense, your words will not reach the ears of the gods. There are many customs from ancient times that later generations find ridiculous, but they are still passed down faithfully, which is not easy for thousands of years. This has been inherited from generation to generation, and it is a cultural miracle that our country has been able to shine through the ages.

To avoid a moment of absurdity in life is to live in greater absurdity. The Buddha said that all conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like fog or lightning, and should be viewed as such. The world is inherently impermanent, and judging ancient customs based on the present is really like burning a harp and boiling a crane, which offends elegance.

The customs of celebrating Little New Year's Eve vary from place to place. Southern Xinjiang is used to celebrating the Big Year but not the Little New Year. Although Northern Xinjiang has the custom of offering sacrifices to the kitchen stove, it is the 24th of the twelfth lunar month the next day. The ancient capital of Jinling has retained the original style of this custom to a large extent. On the night of the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, every household takes out candied date candies, wine and meat paper money, and men preside over it to worship the Kitchen God.

This is true among the people, and so is the palace.

The palace was even more lively tonight, because after worshiping the Kitchen God, there was a grand finale. It was a battle between Ming Feizhen, a disciple of Daluoshan, and Jin Wangsun, the newly appointed leader of the Jinyin Sect, for the prince-consort.

Different from the royal contest, this contest was somewhat festive inside and out because of the element of the princess getting married. Although the imperial competition was important, the purpose was still to select talents for the imperial court, but it was different today. Once today's candidate is decided, the second princess's wedding will be held immediately. Therefore, the eunuchs and maids in the palace worked extra hard when doing things. In addition, the New Year was approaching and they were already busy. The busy figures coming and going diluted a lot of the depression caused by the "Chengkong Lord Incident".

After paying homage to Zao Lord, the emperor went to Wuying Hall to wait.

It was not yet time to sit down, so the emperor sat alone in the center of the palace, with only old Prime Minister Li Si accompanying him.

Although the selection of the Prince Consort was a big event, it was also a family matter for the king, so not many civil and military officials were present. Most of them were relatives of the emperor, princesses of course, but also some dukes, princes, princesses and princesses who didn't usually appear in public.

Princess Hongzhuang returned to the palace without saying a word a few days ago. When she arrived at the palace, her face was tired and her body was covered with frost, which made the emperor feel distressed. He couldn't even scold him, he just ordered someone to take the princess to have a good rest.

Afterwards, the emperor visited her many times, but all he saw was that his daughter was unhappy and wondered what had happened to her outside the palace in the past few days. I just saw her frowning, as if she was worried about something. The emperor vaguely felt that he was related to the demon sect leader San Shen Zun, but he also understood his daughter's temper. I usually don't talk much, and I don't say much if I ask too many questions. Had to give up.

The emperor sat on his seat and twirled his beard and said: "Old Prime Minister, what you said today is really strange.

"Emperor...

The emperor recalled that he had just presided over the stove sacrifice. The two of them said nothing, but the confrontation was so tense that even others did not dare to speak. He sighed.

"If nothing else, let's just talk about these two quasi-consorts. When they were offering sacrifices to Zao Lord just now, they didn't even look at each other. Logically speaking, although these two people are opposites, after all, Jinyin Sect and Daluoshan are both white. The Taoist elites, the peace between these two people must be maintained.

It is said that people become better with age. He was a veteran of three dynasties. In the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, the old could not get any older, and the finer could not get any more refined.

Ming Feizhen and Jin Wangsun saw little ninety-nine points. Even if Prime Minister Li didn't say he knew, there were still five or six points. What's more, it was his old man who helped Ming Feizhen frame Jin Wangsun that day.

"The Emperor is confused. Although these two people have extraordinary backgrounds, they are different after all. Although Daluoshan is a famous and upright sect, they live in the mountains and many of their disciples are not well-known. The White King Seven Crowns are pampered and pampered, and the Jinyin Sect is the richest among them. , it is natural to have arrogance in the heart. This is one of the reasons. Secondly, status also has its own level. Mingjun is an ordinary disciple of Daluoshan. Although he is a seventh-grade warrior of the imperial court, the Jin clan leader is no less than the master of the clan. It is natural for the feudal lords to look down on the wise ruler when they split the soil and divide the territory.'

In this way, all the fault was placed on Jin Wangsun, and the emperor shook his head after hearing this.

"Oh? Well...the two of them are too angry today. When you hit the door, your nose is not your nose, and your eyes are not your eyes. You should be careful, don't let Jin Wangsun attack too hard later. , it would not look good if something happened during the Chinese New Year.

"Your Majesty is merciful. But I see that Your Majesty seems to be

Are there any other worries?"

"There is indeed one more thing, Prime Minister, this matter about Sanshenzun... The emperor lowered his voice, "You know it.

The old prime minister touched his beard in confusion, thinking back to the scene with difficulty, and then said leisurely: "It must have been about that fellow San Shen Zun seducing Princess Hongzhuang.

"Yes, yes! That's it!

It's really embarrassing to say that Princess Hongzhuang loves the Lord Shangshen. The old prime minister is indeed an old prime minister. He just knows how to talk. Look at what he does.

The emperor briefly talked about the situation of Princess Hongzhuang in the past few days, and the prime minister briefly said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be anxious. According to what I have seen, if the princess really saw Nasan Shenzun, she would not sigh, but just the opposite. , it’s only right to be overjoyed. Your Highness must be worried for other reasons. In fact, there is no need for your Majesty to be worried. Among the three princesses, Princess Hongzhuang is the most brave and upright. She also grew up studying Buddhism. She doesn’t think she can really fight with the devil. The teachings are connected,

While he was talking, many people had come to Wuying Hall, and even Princess Jing'an had taken her seat.

At this time, the eunuch at the door shouted.

"The King of Gold has arrived!"

Jin Wangsun entered the palace with a dark face. That night he sneaked out to find Ming Su to ask for trouble and taught Ming Fei to hit the water. Later, he went to look for Huo Qing'er and taught Tang Ye and Si Fu to have a collision. Of course, those two people would not be polite to him afterwards, and directly led people to guard the door of his room. In the next few days, Jin Wangsun had someone follow him even when he went to the latrine, and his life was very depressing. A little toy

Jin Wangsun had met with the emperor. The emperor spared him and looked him over, and said in surprise: "Wangsun Wang doesn't look good? Did he not have a good rest these days?"

"Wang Sun was arrogant in the past and did wrong things. Fortunately, the emperor was able to guide him and he found his way back." Jin Wang Sun pretended to be respectful, "I have been sitting at home these past few days thinking about my mistakes, and I have learned some truths.

"Not bad."

The emperor looked at him with approval. Although the prime minister gave him many reports and consulted with him dozens of books together with the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, after all, this candidate was chosen by himself, and the responsibility was his own. Moreover, according to the information received by the emperor, although Jin Wangsun is absurd, it is not much better than the truth. He always goes to Tianxiang Garden several times a month, which is much more ridiculous than Jin Wangsun.

"It's normal for young people to behave absurdly. You are a martial arts hero. It doesn't hurt to be a little romantic. But after you get married, you have to know how to cultivate your heart and cultivate your character. If you don't have the emperor next to you, it means that your integrity is too strict. You have to To get into her eyes, you have to..."...

As he was talking, he suddenly heard a voice coming from outside the door, and it turned out to be his daughter's voice.

"No, no! If you say no, you can't!'

"It's Your Highness Hongzhuang.

"Yes, this is Hong'er." The emperor seemed to regain some energy after hearing Hongzhuang's voice. He suddenly came to his senses and was about to say hello when he heard something.

"Your Highness, just do your best and be a humble minister this time.

The emperor's face suddenly turned dark!

"This, this, this is so outrageous, who is this!

Earlier, when the Zao Sacrifice was over, Ming Feizhen pestered His Highness Hongzhuang.

"Good Your Highness, good heroine, good princess, please give me your sword for a moment.

Her Highness Hongzhuang's face was flushed. Although she was talking about a knife, she seemed to be talking about herself. The beauty, who had always been so heroic, actually didn't dare to look at him.

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Ever since that day in the Painting Studio, when she heard that Ming Feizhen went to find his master-uncle and then talked in the Painting Studio, but the bow of the ship was split into two, revealing the Sanshen Zun inside, she was completely confused. Confused. She couldn't tell who the man next to her was. Even if it is -. He is Sanshenzun. I still live with him under the same roof, and I even said I like him!

Poor Her Majesty Hongzhuang didn't care about the quarrel with her father. She was so frightened that she went back to the palace directly, and she was distressed for several days.

No matter how you think about it, that voice and the scene of the confrontation with Ming Suwen must be Ming not true. But the shocking martial arts skills of cutting off the bow of the ship with the sword, the domineering way of turning away, and the ferocious green-faced fangs were all the Sanshen Zun she knew. How could these two people be the same person? If so, then why did he want to get close to me? And he accepted his opinion of a fake marriage.

Moreover, he is a disciple of Daluoshan, so how can he be the leader of the Demon Cult? Thinking of this, His Highness Hongzhuang’s head will explode.

"Ming is not true, you, you tell me the truth...-...No...

"yes!

"That's right! I just want to borrow it!"

Ming Feizhen had no idea that he was being stared at by this young His Highness, who was still asking for help shamelessly.

"Your Highness, this competition is about to begin. I don't even have a weapon that I can use. It's so embarrassing. Your Liuli is a rare and good sword. Lend it to me.

"Who told you this!"

However, Her Highness Hongzhuang could not clear her thoughts. Seeing that Ming Feizhen was entangled tightly, she hugged her saber tightly and said with a deliberately pretty face.

"This glass is already a part of my body and I can never give it to you.'

"Ming is not true, Her Royal Highness Princess Hongzhuang has arrived -"

The two of them stepped into the Wuying Hall at the same time and forgot to restrain their voices for a moment.

"Give it to me, Your Highness!"

"No! If it were you, could you give your body to others?

The emperor almost jumped out of his seat...

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