Chapter 763: Complementary gift
If we talk about the few days after Yuanzheng, the people in the residence of the Protector Qiang Xiaowei were enjoying themselves.
The further we go, the more tribal rulers will enter Pingxiang City and give New Year gifts to the governor of the Qiang School.
In addition, there are also many Han people staying in Pingxiang City.
The more people there are, the stronger the New Year atmosphere will be.
The Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion arranged for the tribal leaders to live in the city for some time.
Then, craftsmen from Hanyang Manufacturing Bureau and Pingxiang workshops were temporarily summoned to make a batch of lanterns.
During the Shangyuan Festival, lanterns were placed in three streets with the Huqiang Xiaowei Mansion as the center for the people of Pingxiang City to play.
Regardless of Han Chinese and foreigners, everyone was laughing and having a good time.
That night, the whole Pingxiang was very lively.
Feng Yong held a grand banquet at the mansion of the Colonel Protecting Qiang, and drank and had fun with Qu Shuai, the leader of the tribe who came.
The visitors also included representatives from various families who stayed in Pingxiang City.
The guests filled both seats, and the host occupied the high hall. Although there were no silver lamps and jade butterflies, the delicious food made up for everything.
Even though it is not Yanzhou Preserved Dragon Liver, none of the guests present can recognize these dishes, let alone taste them.
Those who come from a rich family can be regarded as well-informed if they can recognize two or three of them.
The wine ladles gushed out like springs of fine wine, strong wine, rose wine, and mead, for everyone to drink as he pleased.
The symphony of cups and plates became sonorous.
Hu people like to drink strong alcohol. Some people drank too much and immediately got up and danced in the hall, causing everyone who was already drunk to cheer and cheer.
Some were clapping the table and making music, some were tapping bowls with chopsticks, and so on.
Even the representatives of the aristocratic families, no matter how much they disdain Hu people in their hearts, they still have smiles on their faces that don’t know whether they are true or false.
Feng Yong sat in the main seat, looked down, and laughed loudly: "Do you still like the joyful drinking during the Lantern Festival?"
I heard all the drunk commanders and commanders responded:
"like!"
“I wish I could be like this every day!”
“Thank you Feng Langjun…”
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Hearing this, Feng Yong laughed again.
It's fine if you like it, I'm afraid you won't like it.
Cultural export is reflected in every bit of daily life.
As long as you agree with the customs of the Han Dynasty!
Although no one dared to pour wine into Feng Yong, he got a little drunk in order to cope with the situation.
After the banquet, the servants helped him back to the backyard.
“Did you drink too much?”
The voice of Guan Ji asking the servant sounded in her ears, and she seemed to be confirming.
Then I heard the woman say, "The alcohol smell is too strong. Let the prince sleep in another courtyard tonight. I want to stay with the child at night, so as not to poison the child."
Feng Junhou was only half drunk. Although his hands and feet were a little weak, he was still conscious.
Hearing this, I could only close my eyes and pretend that I was really drunk.
I don’t want to face the fact that “the family status has dropped by another level”.
Fortunately, the woman finally had some conscience and brought a hot towel to wipe his face, and asked someone to bring him warm water to quench his thirst.
Finally, he took the thick coat and fur, and then someone sent him out.
Going from the front hall to the backyard, there was already a cold breeze blowing, but now it has warmed up for a while, and was sent out to blow the breeze again. After tossing back and forth, I finally got drunk.
After being sent to the warm house again, the treatment was obviously much improved compared to that in the big house.
Feng Yong, who was drunk, collapsed on the couch and heard someone speaking softly. It seemed that he was telling his servant that she would take care of him and let him go out.
Then he felt someone asking him if he was thirsty.
Feng Yong then opened his eyes and said, "I drank."
The room was very bright. He rolled his eyes slightly and found that two nine-branched lanterns were lit in the room.
The lamp holder is in the shape of a raspberry, with a lamppost standing in the center, and curved branch lamps extending from the upper, middle and lower layers of the pillar.
Each lamp is a shallow round plate with a short handle at the bottom that can be inserted into the forehead of the animal's head. It is a rare and exquisite lamp.
Each lamp was brightly lit with nine candles, no wonder it was so bright.
Li Mu wears a gold and silver headdress, a ring of pearls and jade, a bright moon in his earlobe, and a heather skirt, which is bright and moving.
“Is Alang feeling better?”
Li Mu came over and breathed the fragrance of orchid.
“Well, it’s okay.”
I don’t know if it’s the lighting problem or the fact that Li Mu dressed up carefully, but I always feel that she is more attractive than before.
Feng Junhou's eyes, which were a little dull at first, suddenly became energetic.
Mother Mu, who was well-known outside, couldn't stand Feng Junhou's gaze. She lowered her head and asked softly: "Can I still catch Alang's eyes with my body like this?"
“It’s already ten points to the eye on normal days, but now it seems to be three points more.”
When Li Mu heard this, a smile appeared on his lips and his eyes shone with joy.
Feng Yong reached out and touched her clothes, "How do you wear this..."
Before he finished speaking, he looked at the nine-branched lantern and suddenly understood something.
Looking up, Li Mu bit his lower lip: "Concubine..."
Looking at her rare little girl look, Feng Yong smiled understandingly, "Where's my new clothes?"
When Li Mu heard what he said, he let out a soft "Ah", and his slightly opened mouth could not be closed for a while.
"When you first entered the army, the war was urgent, so everything was kept simple. Later, you returned to Nanxiang, and I never had the chance to make up for your etiquette. It was my mistake."
Feng Yong shook his head and stood up from the couch, "I should be the one to arrange this."
Li Mu hurriedly stepped forward to help him up and said gratefully, "I'm so willful. I'm so lucky to have Ah Lang understand me."
"Besides, it would be bad if Alang brought up this kind of thing."
"Mention? Mention what?" Feng Yong couldn't react for a moment.
"It's nothing." Li Mu quickly covered it up, "Alang has a rest first, and I'll go get some clothes for him to change into."
Although I have drunk a lot of wine, I still have to drink this glass of wine.
There were no fans to help set up the banquet, nor a nanny to help with the cleaning. Li Mu did everything himself.
Looking at Xiehu being merged into one by Feng Yong, Li Mu's face and eyes seemed to glow with light.
It can be seen that she is very satisfied with everything in front of her.
“Thank you, Alang.”
Li Mu took the initiative to lean into Feng Yong's arms and spoke softly.
“I should be the one saying thank you.”
Feng Yong said sincerely.
Looking at the nine-branched lanterns that bloomed from time to time, and with a beautiful woman in his arms, Feng Yong felt a surge of blood in his chest, and whispered in her ear:
"There is a feast in the brocade, and the orchid jars are beautiful in the early years. The colors are scattered far away on the ground, and the light is far away in the sky. The stars are falling in the sky, and the moon is hanging by the building. There is a smile of a thousand gold, which comes to reflect in front of the nine branches."
Li Mu raised his head, his eyes shining with light.
Feng Yong could feel the body huddled in his arms shaking slightly.
“Alang, this…this article…”
“This is for you, do you like it?”
“I like it! I like it so much that I can’t believe it’s true.”
"Did you mention this to Xijun?"
“No, it was the lady who mentioned it to me. She said that she had made little contribution to managing the property in the house over the years, so she allowed me to make up for it this time.”
Hmm, this statement should be self-effacing. Li Mu's contribution cannot be expressed as "micro".
“So just now you said I would bring it up, just because I was afraid it would be bad. What did you mean?”
Li Mu groaned and stammered, "I...I was quick to speak and said the wrong thing."
Ah!
I can’t take care of the eldest wife, so I can’t take care of the concubine?
Feng Junhou flipped his hand, grabbed the woman, and threatened: "Little lady, you have to think carefully. If you don't tell the truth, the Sa family has many ways to deal with you."
“How does Alang want to take care of his concubine?”
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(End of this chapter)