Chapter 760 Celebrating the New Year
The sound of firecrackers, mixed with the screams and laughter of Guan Ji and Zhang Xingyi, is quite a bit like the New Year atmosphere of later generations.
Feng Yong suddenly felt nostalgic.
He couldn't help but say, "It would be great if these days could go on forever."
After hearing this, Huang Yueying looked strange. She looked at Guan Ji and Zhang Xingyi who were lighting firecrackers, and then turned her head slightly to look at the room behind them.
“Now you are so bold, you dare to say such a thing in front of me?”
Feng Yong was stunned, "What do you mean?"
Huang Yueying gestured to Zhang Xingyi, "Now we are worshiping our ancestors. What do you mean by asking Si Niang to join in the fun and worship the ancestors of the Feng family, and you still want to continue?"
"Huh?" Feng Yong's face heated up and he hurriedly explained, "Madam, this is not what I meant..."
Huang Yueying seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and looked at Guan Ji again, with a slightly solemn look on her face.
“I regard Sanniang as my daughter, and Siniang is my niece and the queen’s sister.”
“In addition, your current status is not ordinary. If I say anything more, others will always suspect the Prime Minister.”
“So I can’t get involved in this matter, but I always have to give you a bottom line.”
Feng Yong felt that all the blood was rushing to his face. He was ashamed and begged for mercy: "Madam, please just say it, there is nothing you can't do."
“I am also half of Sanniang’s grandmother. I think she is happier now than before. I only hope that she can stay like this.”
Huang Yueying looked at Feng Yong, "Do you understand what I mean?"
“I understand.” Feng Junhou nodded repeatedly.
After lighting the firecrackers, Guan Ji and Zhang Xing still had lingering memories.
“Why did Alang only make a few? It’s not fun at all!”
Guan Ji, the eldest wife of the Feng family, seemed to have never noticed that Zhang Xingyi's act of setting off firecrackers just now was actually part of ancestor worship.
“I just made it first so that everyone can see how fresh it is. This thing is a bit dangerous, so it’s better to play less.”
Seeing that Guan Ji didn't realize this, Feng Yong coughed and said nonchalantly.
“But it’s better than firecrackers. Why don’t my brother-in-law make more?”
Zhang Xingyi also said next to him.
“Okay, okay, we’ll talk about this later.”
Feng Yong felt guilty and promised.
After worshiping the ancestors, toast to the elders.
There are no real elders in the Feng family, but in terms of kinship relations, Huang Yueying can barely be regarded as half an elder.
Feng Yong took the lead in toasting a glass of peach wine.
Guan Ji, who followed closely behind, was much more generous. She first toasted a glass of pepper wine, but found it not satisfying, then toasted another glass of peach wine, and finally toasted a third glass of mead.
Huang Yueying took a sip with a smile in return.
Although Zhang Xingyi doesn't like to drink on weekdays, at this time, he followed the others, ranked third, and toasted Huang Yueying.
The most nervous person is not Amei, but Li Mu.
After all, the title of Prime Minister’s Wife is enough to put huge pressure on ordinary women.
What's more, Li Mu has always had a psychological shadow on the Han Dynasty Prime Minister.
Feng Yong noticed that the wine in her glass had been rippling slightly, which showed her inner uneasiness.
But Huang Yueying still had something to say to her: "Ms. Nanxiang Mu, she can be regarded as a strange woman among us Han Dynasty."
“Thank you, madam, you are very complimentary.”
Li Mu no longer had his usual grace and majesty, and became more reserved.
“You don’t have to be modest, what I said is the truth.”
Huang Yueying smiled, glanced at everyone in the room, and said with interest:
"Anyway, there are no outsiders in this room. Let me say something immodestly. Any one of you girls who is released will be a top-notch person."
“It’s really strange that they all have something to do with this kid.”
Feng Yong coughed, pretended not to hear it, picked up the wine glass and drank, and then found that the glass was empty.
As the eldest wife of the Feng family, Guan Ji naturally had to stand up at this time: "Aunt, Alang is the only man in this world who can say that women should not be inferior to men."
“You would rather speak for him.”
He smiled immediately and said, "As long as you feel happy."
After worshiping ancestors and celebrating birthdays, the banquet officially begins.
Yuanzheng is actually New Year's Day, which means celebrating the New Year. Eating, drinking and having fun are the norm.
Of course, there are also visits to relatives and friends, and going back and forth to pay homage to the festival.
Just in Pingxiang, there are almost no families who are qualified to discuss relatives and friends with Feng Junhou, the captain of the Qiang Protector.
That’s fine, let’s get some peace and quiet.
It’s a holiday, and it’s rare for people in the house to have some leisure time.
There was a buzzing sound from the next door room. It was Guan Ji and the others playing mahjong with Huang Yueying.
As the head of the family, Feng Junhou was not qualified to serve at the table, so he dozed off by himself while reading a book on the bed.
Fortunately, there is Amei who cares about him, and comes from next door to check on him from time to time, helping to bring hot water, change the fruit plate and so on.
“Don’t worry about me, just go ahead and play.”
Feng Yong saw her walking frequently and said something.
“I’m just watching from the side.” Amei explained in a low voice while quickly cleaning up the remaining shells on the kang table, “I just want to come over and see my husband.”
"Huh?" Feng Yong was a little surprised, "What? Did they bully you?"
With Guan Ji’s magnanimity, she shouldn’t be able to do such a thing.
Besides, Amei is now Huang Yueying's assistant. Judging from her usual tone, she is quite complimentary to Amei.
Otherwise, when we were worshiping our ancestors yesterday, we wouldn’t have said, “We are all top-notch people.”
“No, no, it’s just that Madam Zhang said that if the lady dares to let my concubine serve on the table, she will stop playing, saying it’s unfair…”
Amei quickly explained.
Hearing what she said, Feng Yong remembered his fear of being dominated by "Calculation Girl" at the mahjong table.
At that moment, there was a "pop" sound, and the dried fruit in his mouth sprayed onto the kang. He pointed at Amei and laughed, "See, this is the disadvantage of being a top student, no one will play with you."
Amei looked at Feng Yong in confusion, "I don't understand what the gentleman means by being a top student."
“People like you are top academics.”
Listening to the play and laughter next door, Feng Yong felt inexplicably calm and happy, and he was still in the mood to joke with his concubine.
After hearing Feng Yong's words, Amei blushed slightly and whispered, "As a top student, I would be happy to have the opportunity to talk to my husband like this."
The expression he showed unintentionally made Feng Junhou's heart suddenly speed up.
The heated kang on my body seemed a little hot, and it seemed that I still wore too many clothes.
“Go and close the door tightly.”
Feng Yong gave the order.
Amei's face turned even redder, and she got off the bed and walked towards the door. Unexpectedly, before she could reach out her hand, a maid's voice sounded at the door: "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhao Langjun is here!"
Amei shrank in fright.
The atmosphere that was finally brewing was suddenly destroyed by this voice.
Feng Junhou was very angry: "He knows how to choose the right time!"
There are not many people who can enter the backyard of Feng Mansion. Zhao Guang is one of them, and he is the kind who can enter directly without notification.
Looking at the wind blowing under this guy's feet and his face full of spring breeze, Feng Yong even had a stinking look on his face.
“Brother!”
Zhao Guang didn't even blink, and bowed happily.
Feng Yong didn’t look at him.
Huang Wudie behind him also saluted, "I've met my brother."
Feng Yong then nodded, "No need to be formal."
“They are all playing next door, brothers and sisters, you can go too, it’s lively there.”
After speaking, he motioned to Amei, "Bring Mrs. Zhao over."
After Amei and Huang Wudie left, Zhao Guang wanted to take off his boots and climb onto the kang.
“Get off here!”
Feng Yong kicked him, "You're here for the Chinese New Year. Why don't you come empty-handed? Where are the New Year gifts?"
(End of this chapter)