Chapter 1136 Spring
After the last day of the first year of Yanxi passed, it was the first imperial meeting after the Han Dynasty moved its capital to Chang'an.
There is nothing much to say about this.
The important ministers of the Central Han Dynasty and the officials of various central government offices congratulated the emperor on the New Year in Weiyang Palace, and then ate and drank with the emperor.
There is not much difference from the award in October - except that there is no promotion process.
After eating and drinking, it means that the new year has begun and everyone is ready to work.
A few days after the New Year’s Day meeting, it’s the beginning of spring.
From New Year's Day to the beginning of spring, there is a Spring Festival holiday similar to that of later generations.
However, unlike later generations, although the Beginning of Spring is the last day of the Spring Festival, it is also the first day of official work, and it is also the most solemn day of the Spring Festival.
At the beginning of spring, the night leakage has not ended for five seconds.
In the inner courtyard of General Hussar's Mansion on the right, there was a rapid knock on the door of a house where Feng Duhu slept last night.
“Dong dong dong!”
Feng Duhu was woken up from his sleep. He didn't even open his eyes. He just pushed the person sleeping next to him and muttered:
“Go, there’s a knock on the door.”
If the person sleeping next to him is a wife or concubine of the Feng family, even General Guan will obediently get up on his own initiative.
The person sleeping next to me is General Guan's wife.
At this time, the Hua Patriarch was even more sleepy than him. He just hummed twice and actually turned over and fell asleep again.
Neither of them bothered to move.
“Thump, thump!”
The knocking on the door got louder.
Listen to that sound, if you don't open the door, people from outside may break in.
Feng Duhu shouted impatiently:
“Who?”
"it's me!"
The clear voice of the wife of the wife sounded outside the door.
Feng Duhu was so excited that he lost all sleep. He quickly rolled over and got up. He randomly grabbed a robe and put it on himself before opening the door: "Here he comes!"
As soon as the door bolt was pulled, the two ladies on the left and right rushed in with their people.
“Hold the lamp!”
The lights were lit in the room, and the Hua Patriarch on the couch asked in a daze: "What's the matter?"
Feng Duhu glanced at the night leak on the table. It was only midnight!
“Don’t you have to go to court today?”
There was one day of dynasty and four days of rest. At the same time, there was an official office in the front yard of the Right Hussar General's Mansion, so you could work from home. Feng Duhu said that the Han Dynasty was relatively humane.
What are the two ladies doing in the middle of the night?
“You don’t have to go to court, you have to go to the city gate!”
The right lady said bluntly, "Before Alang went to bed last night, did he forget that he had to go to the east gate to welcome the spring today?"
After Madam You reminded her, Feng Duhu slapped his head and said, "I almost forgot!"
Madam Right glanced at Patriarch Hua, who was sitting motionless on the couch with eyes wide open, trying to turn on his phone:
“I don’t think it’s a close call, but Wenrouxiang is too gentle, so I forgot about it, right?”
Mrs. Zuo didn’t say anything. She stepped forward to lift the quilt, slapped her on the back a few times, and shouted:
"What are you still doing? Get up quickly! Did I tell you before going to bed last night not to sleep to death? Alang has to get up early and go to the east gate today."
The east gate of Chang'an City is much farther than the Weiyang Palace of the previous dynasty.
Even if he didn’t remind him, he actually dared to ask Alang to get up and open the door, while he slept to death on the couch. It’s really unreasonable!
This woman is really getting lazy.
This was not the case before.
The Hua Patriarch was forced to turn on his phone by Madam Zuo. Only then did he react and started to leave, while trying to explain:
“Oh, oh, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes...”
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zuo turned back and glared at Feng Duhu bitterly.
I know I have to get up early today, yet I still bother myself so much.
From tomorrow onwards, as long as the concubine is sleeping, one more person must be added!
Feng Duhu didn't dare to say anything more, so he kept his head busy and took a shower.
I was also puzzled. I obviously went to bed early last night and didn't bother with it for long. This Xiaowu was too weak.
The plan for a day begins in the morning, and the plan for a year begins in spring.
The welcoming of spring outside the city on the first day of spring is a major festival that people all over the world must participate in.
Because it represents the beginning of spring plowing.
For officials in the capital, it is as important as the annual imperial meeting.
However, this does not include military generals, because military generals do not need to participate in the Spring Festival Ceremony.
Feng Duhu was responsible for supervising the internal and external military affairs, and was also responsible for civil and military affairs. Those who were able to do the hard work had to participate.
And he’s also the host.
Perhaps this is the most equal moment for officials across the country in a year.
Because regardless of their status, they all wear green clothes, and there is no distinction between noble and purple.
It is much more convenient to wear than court clothes.
After hurriedly eating a few bites of the meal that had been prepared long ago, Feng Duhu left the house, got on his horse, and waved to the wives and concubines standing at the door of the house holding lanterns:
"It's very cold outside. Go back quickly. I'll be back in the morning."
After finishing speaking, under the **** of the personal guards of the mansion, he headed towards the east gate.
In terms of the five elements, in spring, the grass and trees are long and the color is green, facing east, so the sacrifice should be in the eastern suburbs.
The emperor asked Feng Duhu, the actual leader of the hundred officials, to preside over this year's Spring Festival. In addition to expressing his importance to the beginning of spring, he also expressed his favor to Feng Duhu.
By the time Feng Duhu arrived at the east gate, a group of officials were already waiting.
“The Central Protector is here.”
Facing the salutes of all the officials, Feng Duhu quickly dismounted his horse and returned the salute:
“I’ve met all my colleagues.”
“The Central Protector, please come this way.”
“There is work, there is work.”
The night was thick, lanterns were hung at the city gate, and many torches were set up around the city, but I could barely see the people nearby clearly.
“The auspicious time has come, line up and raise the flags!”
Everyone, led by Feng Duhu, quickly arranged themselves in order.
Then someone came over holding a big flag and handed it to Feng Duhu's hand.
Luckily, Feng Duhu is young and strong, and has not failed in his training over the years. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to lift such a big flag.
The city gate was opened with a rumble. Feng Duhu walked at the front holding a big blue banner, followed by hundreds of officials, and behind him were the wealthy households from the capital township and others.
At this time, it was not the turn of ordinary people to show up, so they could sleep peacefully until dawn—this fact made Feng Duhu envious.
Out of the outskirts of the city, Feng Duhu fixed the green flag and shouted: "Welcome the Spring!"
The people at the back no longer maintained their formation, but shouted in all directions: "Welcome the Spring!"
Someone lit a bonfire, and performers wearing strange, ferocious, or ferocious masks began to dance Nuo opera around the bonfire.
Commonly known as the Great Dancer.
At the same time, some people began to build native cattle in the shape of a plow.
When the Tuniu Turen took shape, a short man walked out of the wilderness not far away.
As he got closer, he discovered that he was a young boy wearing a green scarf and a green robe.
Feng Duhu shouted again: "Spring has arrived!"
“Spring is here!”
“Spring is here!”
…
Feng Duhu bowed to the boy in green who was standing next to the Tu Niu native.
Everyone also came forward and bowed down to worship.
After worshiping, you can return to the city.
Only worship, not sacrifice.
No need for incense, candles, fruits or anything else, just empty-handed.
Welcoming the Spring Festival is not a sacrifice to the Spring Festival. Our big men have very strict control over sacrifices. Anyone who dares to sacrifice indiscriminately will be thrown into jail.
Tuniu natives should be placed here. During the day, the people will come to worship and pray for a good harvest this year.
The green banner was erected at the city gate and was not taken down until the beginning of summer.
Feng Duhu finished presiding over the Spring Festival Ceremony and returned to his house. Although the sun had not yet risen, the sky was already slightly bright.
“Alang is back?”
The ladies on the left and right were all smiling like flowers, and they brought their concubines and children to welcome Feng Duhu into the house.
The major events in the world are based on farming and mulberry trees.
Alang presided over the Spring Festival, which was the first Spring Festival since the Han Dynasty moved its capital to Chang'an. This was an extremely good omen.
Although the Feng family does not have to worry about money and food, who would think that the family has too much food?
“Are you hungry? Sit down quickly, someone will come and bring breakfast.”
Sitting down with the two ladies serving him, Feng Duhu noticed something was wrong after looking around:
“Hey, why is there one missing?”
Where is my mistress?
"Leave her alone. She said she didn't get enough sleep last night. After you left, she went back to sleep and she hasn't gotten up yet."
As Mrs. Zuo spoke, she glanced meaningfully at Feng Duhu, her eyes moving as if to say:
It seems that Alang is very good recently!
Having been married for more than ten years, Feng Duhu felt panicked and quickly picked up the chopsticks:
“I feel sleepy in spring and tired in autumn. Is there anything strange about it? My stomach is almost hungry. Eat quickly, eat quickly.”
After breakfast, Feng Duhu did not go to the official office in front. Anyway, he had already completed the official matters today.
The rest is none of his business.
Wandering around for a while, when no one was paying attention, he walked around to Xiao Wu's room and knocked gently on the door.
A somewhat lazy voice came from inside: "Come in."
Pushing the door open, I saw Hua Wan lying on the couch, looking miserable.
“What’s going on? Are you feeling unwell?”
Feng Duhu sat in front of the couch, asked with concern, and reached out to touch her forehead.
“I don’t know what’s going on, I just can’t get excited.”
Huawan pursed her lips, feeling weak.
“Then we shouldn’t skip breakfast. Why don’t we ask the servants to bring us breakfast and eat some in the room?”
Feng Duhu advised me warmly, "It would be good to give your stomach some support. Maybe it won't be so uncomfortable."
It's a bit abnormal. Although Xiao Wu is petite, he has always had a good appetite.
Feng Duhu never saw her unable to eat.
Probably because of Feng Duhu’s concern, Hua Wan seemed to have some energy, or maybe she didn’t want to offend her lover’s kindness, so she asked:
“What’s for breakfast?”
“There’s everything, fried dough sticks, tofu bread…”
Just after saying the two names for breakfast, Hua Wan suddenly covered her mouth and stuck her head out to the side of the couch: "Ouch!"
I vomited several times, but nothing came out.
Finally, he took out a long breath, turned around, and said to Feng Duhu:
“It’s too greasy. I feel like vomiting just hearing the name. I want to eat something light...”
Feng Duhu looked at her blankly and asked in a low voice:
“In addition to light food, would you like to eat something sour? Or something spicy?”
Hearing what Feng Duhu said, Hua Wan felt saliva secretion and nodded:
“When you said that, I suddenly wanted to eat sour food. Sour food is delicious.”
Feng Duhu looked at Patriarch Hua who didn’t know what was going on, and his voice became gentler:
"Then you lie down for a while and don't move around. I'll go out and help you make arrangements."
"good."
Slowly walking out, Feng Duhu suddenly quickened his pace and walked to a place where he could not hear in the room: "Here comes someone!"
"Lord?"
“Go and ask the second lady to come over. Also, take my post and go to the college and ask Dr. Fan to come over immediately.”
“Here.”
Spring is here, and the seeds that have been sown are sprouting.
(End of this chapter)