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After watching the ball game, they went back to their homes. The two good friends couldn't see whether Mrs. Kong wanted to marry her daughter. However, they had tried their best. Xue Lang sent Chang Jian to Jiang Lin's house and told Su siniang about the meeting today. Then they had to give it to her.

However, no matter how the Confucius reply, it will be after the winter solstice. The winter solstice is called asisui, which is called the three ancient festivals together with Yuanzheng and Hanshi. In the Tang Dynasty, the winter solstice saints went to the round hill to offer sacrifices to heaven, and when they returned home, the emperors and ministers had to offer sacrifices to their ancestors. After the winter solstice is over, it is followed by winter hunting. When winter hunting is over, it is necessary to practice martial arts in winter and so on.

As the life officer of the imperial court, Xue Lang represented a large number of complicated official activities, which were held by the emperor or by himself. In ancient times, the ritual system was highly valued, and the imperial historian would also pay attention to it. If it is not done well, he will be dismissed.

Another important thing is that the sage has already issued an imperial edict to take part in the winter martial arts practice in Chang'an this year.

This is the rhythm of winning the battle and letting everyone come back for the New Year?!

Saints are good in some places.

This year's good weather in the Tang Dynasty, and a bumper harvest of sweet potatoes and potatoes, the activities of offering sacrifices to heaven are very large. I don't know which talented minister wrote the prayer and sacrifice, which was full of elegant and gorgeous words, which greatly praised the achievements of the saint this year.

Xue Lang told him that he could not break his sentence. However, after listening to other people's reading and judging from the tone of his voice, he could roughly understand the sentence. In combination with the sage's pretending to be serious, but unable to help himself, he could not help but understand more clearly.

The prayer focuses on the great victory over Turks this year, followed by the harvest of sweet potatoes and potatoes, the excavation of cotton, and so on.

Xue Lang, wearing a dress with wide robes and large sleeves, followed the group of ministers, hungry and thirsty, and followed the saints to sacrifice to heaven. He was not the only one in this state. Everyone was like this, including saints. The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was solemn and solemn and could not be interrupted. In order to ensure that the ceremony would not make a fool of himself, we all went hungry and ate after going home. Fortunately, it didn't snow this winter solstice, otherwise, it would be more difficult for me to be hungry.

Finally, after the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the king and his subjects all got on the carriage and returned home. Just at this time on the road, you can eat something to cushion your stomach.

As soon as he got on the carriage and waited for him in the carriage, he immediately handed over a bowl of ginger soup. Although there is no snow, but the cold wind blowing, a strong drill to the neck, and can not be free to move limbs to drive the cold.

Even if Xue Lang was still young, he was still cold, frowned, drank a bowl of ginger soup, and quickly ordered Hexiang: "I fried yesterday fried oil tea noodles, hot a bowl, starved me to death!"

"Here it is."

After a bowl of ginger soup and two bowls of tea oil noodles, Xue Lang felt alive. He held the stove and wrapped himself in a blanket, which took him a long time to recover. I didn't do anything when I went home. I took a hot bath first. After getting rid of the cold, I continued to worship my ancestors.

Tomorrow, the sage in the palace will hold a family dinner, and all the kings and princesses in Chang'an city will be invited to attend, and no banquet will be held for the ministers. However, he was not qualified to attend the meeting.

The next day, I went to the palace on time for a banquet. Because it was a family banquet, the sage's harem and the princesses attended. We enjoy singing and dancing, drinking and writing poetry together.

Naturally, Princess Pingyang also came. She sat on the left hand side of the sage with the prince and the king of Qi, while Xue Lang and the king of Qin sat on the right side of the sage, facing Princess Pingyang.

Seeing Princess Pingyang, Xue Lang arched her hand. Princess Pingyang gave him a smile. With only this glance, Xue longfu suddenly understood the meaning of Pingyang Princess returning his white paper to his heart!

Xue Lang is also concerned about chaos, his own fantasy, Pingyang princess is a reasonable person. Xue Lang is relieved!

Maybe Xue Lang's expression of relief was too obvious. Princess Xiangyang covered her mouth and laughed. She turned her head and attached it to Pingyang's ear. She didn't know what to say. Pingyang patted her, and the two sisters laughed together.

After the rain, Xue Lang was very pleased with everything. He listened to the poems and poems of princes and concubines. Regardless of the good or bad, he gave warm applause, which made the saint very happy.

Recite poems, compose poems and enjoy singing and dancing. At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, family etiquette was practiced in the palace, and banquets were not restricted. We drink together, enjoy singing and dancing together. Xue LANGLE peeps at Princess Pingyang, drinks and wanders on the other side -

when the winter solstice is over, we can see that Yuanzheng will soon be around. After Yuanzheng, it will be the day when he marries Princess Pingyang. However, what about the makeup poem?

To the level that he can't even make such doggerel as "white on yellow dog, swollen on white dog", make-up poem is really a pain in the egg. If it is like modern times, it would be nice to send all the poems with red envelopes!

Compared with poetry writing, can we use money to solve the problem? Do you want to know the talented people in Chang'an, who is better at writing poems, asking someone to write them and paying for them?Xue Lang was drinking slowly with a glass of wine. His expression was rather solemn.

It's easy to buy with money. What's more painful is that all the literati and martial artists in the whole dynasty know that he can't write poems. When the poems are read out, everyone will know that he didn't write them. It's just like stealing a bell. This is really difficult for the left and the right. There is no one to discuss with. You can't go to the princess herself to discuss it!

Xue Lang looks around with solemn expression, and finds that the king of Qin is also the king of Qin. It seems that the king of Qin's expression has always been more dignified. At this time, he sat in the Linde hall, as if his heart had not followed him. He drank wine from cup to cup, quickly and eagerly. He didn't have half a smile on his face. He sat with the sage at the head of the sage. From time to time, he talked with the sage and commented on the dancer's performance and color.

In the treatment of female sex on this issue, Li family father and son, including ER Feng Jun, basically have no moral integrity. It is also said in the history books that Li Yuan, the crown prince, and the father and son of the king of Qi were lecherous. In fact, in Xue Lang's opinion, the two phoenix monarch is no less than let go. This father and son's family have no need to dislike anyone. They are all the same.

unable to restrain the emotions after he finished Tucao,

was last picked up by Princess Pingyang, but she did not hear any Princess make complaints about the princess of Pingyang. By Xue Lang and Princess Pingyang so butterfly, will you collude with ER Feng in the future? I don't know how these two people got together!

In addition, the eldest grandson is also good-natured, er Feng colluded with his sister-in-law, but she didn't show much It's not clear that there may be. However, a woman with high EQ and IQ, like changsun, is determined not to embarrass her husband outside. As for how to clean up Li Er after closing the door, it's not clear!

"Cough!"

Xue Lang was embarrassed by his own brain hole, quite a bit speechless. The king of Qin sat at the head of Xue Lang and heard his cough. He turned his head and asked, "is Youyang catching a cold? When you go back, you should send a doctor to see him. Don't get cold. "

Xue Lang quickly regained consciousness and said with a smile: "thanks for Erlang's concern. It's OK. It's just that I was a little distracted and choked by the wine just now. It's OK! Eh... "

Then he looked up at the king of Qin with a smile! The king of Qin had red eyes and tears in his eyes. He had an expression of "I want to cry, but I can't cry. I want to hold back.".

Xue Lang was stunned and looked at Princess Qin, who had the same anxious look on her face. She shook her head in a vague way. She was quite helpless.

Xue Lang looked up at the high spirited sage above, and said in a low voice, "Erlang, no matter what you cry for, you should not cry out. Don't defeat the sage's interest!"

Princess Qin also said, "husband, you know your heart is suffering for your wife. However, today, this is not the place for you to vent your sorrow. How about a good husband and endure it?"

Said, quickly took out the handkerchief, let the king of Qin cover a little mouth, do not cry out. The king of Qin took it and directly covered his face with his handkerchief. His hands covered his mouth to prevent the cry from leaking out.

However, people who have cried know that the more they want to stop crying, the more they can't help it. The tears of the king of Qin are like the river breaking the dike. Even if the king of Qin covers his mouth with a handkerchief and doesn't let the cry leak out, the tears still can't stop.

Xue Lang said in secret that Princess Qin's face was white! It's not good for them to stand up and block the king of Qin. It's not good to change seats with him!

Yin de Fei, who was beside the sage, seemed to notice the situation here and said something to the saint's ear. The saint's brow could not help wrinkling: "Erlang, why do you behave like this?"

At almost the same time, Xue Lang and Princess Qin began to speak: "return to the sage (to the father)..."

The sage said, "I asked Erlang, let Erlang speak, why do you two say it?"

Obviously, saint, this is not happy!

At first, the whole family had a good time drinking and enjoying the festival together. Everyone was happy. The king of Qin was so gloomy that he even cried out, which disturbed the sage's interest in playing. The sage felt a little bit unlucky.

He heard the king of Qin say, "it's the son's fault to disturb his father's interest when he goes back to his father. However, the son can't help it. This is the reason why he misses his mother! When I was in Jinyang in the past years, even at the winter solstice, Aung would take her brothers and sisters to make wonton. Now my Li family is sitting in the world and enjoying the first-class honor in the world. However, my mother has been lying alone in the grave and can't enjoy it. When I think about it, I can't help but feel sad. "

He knelt down on the ground and began to cry!

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