Chapter 1591

Fang Xing and Mo Chou had a new year's Eve dinner, and then Fang Xing found a happy ending script and read it to Mo Chou.

"... the two held hands and choked silently. The traitor was caught by the government and regretted that he had been caught. This is really a good thing for the people, and the result is not good."

Fang Xing closed the script and looked sideways. He couldn't help laughing.

Lying in bed, Mo Chou's face was slightly red. He grabbed Fang's clothes in one hand and covered his belly in the other hand. He had fallen asleep.

Fang Xing leaned against the bedstead, thinking of the messengers who had been hiding in the post house for a long time, Zhu gaochi in Peiping waiting to change his year tomorrow, and his wife and children at home

……

The window paper was slightly white, and Fang, who had been dozing on the bedstead all night, woke up and moved his stiff neck.

"Knock knock knock!"

With a very low knock on the door, Fang woke up, gently took away Mo Chou's hand and crept to open the door. As soon as the man went out, he quickly closed the door with his back hand.

"Uncle, your highness is out."

The visitor was Shen Shitou. He said bitterly, "Your Highness took Jia Quan and some bodyguards to see how the people celebrate the new year."

Fang woke up and yawned, and then someone brought washing utensils.

After washing, Fang woke up and looked at Mo Chou. Before he woke up, he told his younger brother: "let her sleep. When he woke up, tell him that my highness and I have something to do when we go out and come back later."

I'm going to the kitchen to prepare Mochou's breakfast.

……

When the new year comes, there are not many people in Jinling City.

At this time, most people are preparing for tonight's dinner, as well as those who paste peach charms, prepare new clothes for children, and pay New Year's greetings

Most of the shops are closed, and most of the two open grocery stores occasionally. I'm sure there won't be any. The shopkeeper is staying in the store and eagerly looks forward to what others lack to buy.

Fang Xing also saw a half boy holding a sheep Hawking along the street. In such cold weather, he wore a ragged jacket and wiped his nose from time to time.

And near, the boy looked at Fang wake up immediately, "the noble man bought the small sheep. The sheep grew up by taking them up the mountain to eat grass every day. They run every day. The meat is delicious."

Fang woke up and looked down and saw a pair of hemp shoes. Looking up again, he asked, "where is home?"

When I came out to sell sheep on the first day of the new year, needless to say, my family must be waiting for money.

The boy sucked his nose and said before his nose came out again, "my dear, my little home is more than ten miles outside the city."

"Old seven, bought this sheep."

Old Xin asked the price, but he didn't make a counter-offer. He also gave the child a handful of sugar.

"Thank you very much."

The boy immediately ate a sugar, and then wanted to kneel down and thank him, but Xin Laoqi slipped up.

"Hurry home for the new year."

So Xin Laoqi took the sheep in one hand and the horse in the other, and slowly followed.

……

As the former capital, Jinling is naturally the most prosperous. Even if the capital is now moved to Beiping, Jinling City still becomes the center by relying on the wealth of the south.

Han people like to live in groups. Jinling City is very big, but whether it's dignitaries or ordinary people, everyone crowded to the south of the city, and even "illegal buildings" occupied the road.

In the northwest urban area, it seems a little empty, but thousands of families gathered near the city wall.

Zhu Zhanji was right here. Behind him was a carriage full of food.

This house is very distinctive, because it is a brick house, but it has a thatched roof.

Jia Quan knocked on the door. When an old woman opened the door, she said, "Your Highness has come to see you."

The old woman's ears are not good. She whispered, "what? Rest? It's just dawn. My house is not an inn. Go out!"

She was about to close the door. If he were a young man, Jia Quan had to let him know the consequences of rudeness today, but the old man couldn't.

"Old man, it's your highness! Your highness!"

The old woman looked at Zhu Zhanji behind Jia Quan. Her eyes were not good either. She murmured, "young people don't learn well, and they don't know how to help at home. They know to wander around. They must be worthless in the future..."

At this time, a middle-aged man came out. When he saw Jia Quan's clothes, he came up and asked, "are you asking for directions?"

Jia Quan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Highness, come to see your house."

"Your Highness?"

The man trembled.

"Yes, your highness!"

When Zhu Zhanji appeared, there was no need to identify him. The man knelt down immediately.

The old woman was also stunned, but she pulled the man and said, "boss, get up, these are liars!"

Jia Quan was full of black lines, but Zhu Zhanji smiled and said, "get up. The palace just wants to see how your family is preparing for the new year."

The man got up and whispered to the old woman, "Mom, it's your Highness the prince!"

Then there was a panic toss. After that, Zhu Zhanji went inside.

Look at the Tao Fu, praise a few words, and then go to the kitchen.

The kitchen was very simple. Zhu Zhanji looked at the rice jar and even reached in to get a handful of rice and came out to have a closer look.

"It's good rice."

The accompanying man smiled and said, "Your Highness, you have to eat some good meals for the New Year!"

Zhu Zhanji put the rice back and looked at some fish in the basin and a killed chicken.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's expressionless face, some of the six Shangshu rushed by the wind had no light on their faces.

There are five people in this family. A few fish and a chicken are probably the ingredients for these days.

Zhu Zhanji put his hand on the stove and felt the cold. He knew that the family didn't have breakfast.

So many big people appeared in their kitchen. The man's legs were a little soft. He said awkwardly: "Your Highness, there were no chickens last year, just small fish caught in the river and bought half a kilo of meat. This year is better. My little mother raised several chickens at home and killed one in the new year..."

Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "I'll have breakfast at your house today."

Uh!

Then Fang woke up and saw the man in a panic. He said, "when it comes to cooking, probably no one present can be better than me. Come on, use the chicken."

Zhu Zhanji went out of the kitchen and asked the man about his livelihood and income. Then he asked Jia Quan to take two pork and a bag of rice for him.

The man was so excited that he quickly called his family out to salute.

Mother, wife, two and a half children.

Zhu Zhanji smiled and stopped kneeling, then gave sugar to the two children and a piece of cotton cloth to the old woman.

When Fang woke up and cooked diced chicken in brown sauce and noodles, the man was already in tears.

"Your Highness is kind. The little family can only pray sooner or later to wish your highness good health."

The prince inspects and gives gifts. Xing Hebo cooks. The six ministers are also helping to burn the fire and brush the pot in the kitchen.

This strange encounter will probably become an eternal topic for the men's family.

The soup is chicken bone soup. After adding braised diced chicken, even the ministers praised it. Fang Xing was the reincarnation of the kitchen god.

"Keep the soup. You can make hot pot or pickled rice yourself."

After eating noodles, Zhu Zhanji cordially said goodbye to the family, touched the heads of the two children, and finally gave a set of four treasures of study.

"Study well, serve the country and be filial to your elders when you grow up."

This was a kind crown prince. The family who had never thought of such an opportunity were stunned. Before Zhu Zhanji went out, the old woman thought of something and ran into the house with a cry of surprise.

When she came out again, the old woman took a yellow Rune paper in her hand and solemnly handed it to Zhu Zhanji.

"Your Highness, this is what I asked in the Taoist temple. I have relied on it to keep my family safe these years."

The ministers looked at the rune paper with black lines on their faces, but Zhu Zhanji took it and said with a smile: "thank you, old man. I came here today and everyone saw it. I think no one dares to trouble your family in the future. Let's live."

The officials present remembered the family and wanted to tell the people below when they went back. If anyone dared to move the family, it was serious to find a rope to hang the family, so as not to burden others.

As soon as Zhu Zhanji went out, he saw thousands of people surrounded outside.

"Yes, your highness!"

There is no need to kneel at this time. The people just bow down.

Zhu Zhanji walked to the front with a smile. Peng Yuanshu, the Minister of the Ministry of war, grabbed Fei Shi and whispered, "pay attention to the assassin!"

Fei Shi was also very nervous, and Li Jing was even more nervous outside. He was about to pee his pants.

They tried their best to wink at their men and let them keep an eye on the crowd. When they found something wrong, they protected Zhu Zhanji first.

But Zhu Zhanji himself had no sense of crisis. He said, "today, I'll come to see you and see what you eat for the new year."

It was short, but it made Ying Tianfu Yin sweat.

Then Zhu Zhanji took the lead and took these people to see it family by family.

Is this a show?

Fang woke up and meditated behind.

After thinking for a long time, Fang woke up and laughed at himself.

It doesn't matter whether he shows it or not. What matters is that Zhu Zhanji knows to understand the people's feelings.

Only when we know the days of the people can we have a definite aim in future governance.

After that, most of the emperors lived in the deep palace and were good at women's hands. Once they ascended the throne, except for some imperial skills, they knew almost nothing about folk suffering, but what others said.

The cheers of the people came from time to time ahead. It was probably Zhu Zhanji who said some exciting words.

The people are the easiest and least satisfied.

Looking at the smiling faces and the bags of rice taken away, Fang woke up and felt that these were not problems.

"... I wish you all the best this year..."

"Thank you, your highness!"