After the Shangyuan period, the festive atmosphere in Kyoto disappeared, and everything remained the same.
Many things happened at the beginning of the year, such as the birth of the prince, the establishment of diplomatic relations between Jing and Wu, the resistance against Qi and the aid of Zhao. This should be the most eventful year for Jing Guo in recent years.
The cold spring has not yet passed, and the sky is just dawning. There are already many early-rising vendors on the streets of Kyoto.
The early peddler sighed, rubbed his hands vigorously, and said, "Business during the Chinese New Year is still good. A day is as good as half a month. It would be great if the Chinese New Year was celebrated every day..."
The butcher, who was a foot away, sneered: "Then what are you doing, go home and hold your mother-in-law and dream, every day is New Year's Eve..."
"Two buns and a bowl of porridge."
A man who got up early to work sat on the stall, turned his head to look again, and said to the butcher, "Don't forget to leave two catties of lean meat stuffing for me today, and go home to make dumplings tonight."
The butcher waved his hand and said, "I don't forget, making dumplings on the 15th day of the new year. This strange rule in your family has not been changed in the past few years."
The man smiled and said, "I was poor a few years ago, and I still have to pay back what I owed in the past few years."
While unpacking the meat, the butcher said, "Then you should eat meat every day..."
The man took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and said vaguely, "If people in Kyoto eat meat every day, you, Zheng Tu, should be the happiest..."
"Business in the past few years was really difficult. There were wars every day, and the people didn't have much money, and the buns couldn't be sold..." the peddler who sold breakfast said.
The big man took a sip of porridge, and snorted coldly: "It's not that nasty Qi country, why can't it be more peaceful, it used to beat us with Zhao country, and now it's going to fight Zhao country, the **** even beats its own people... "
Butcher Zheng chopped the minced meat and said, "Thanks to His Highness King Jing's divine punishment, otherwise, we would have been bullied until now... Hey, I heard that His Highness returned to Beijing a few days ago. Go or not, this Highness is not in the capital, and the capital has not been crowded for several years..."
"Let's go." The big man finished his breakfast, left a few copper coins, wiped his mouth, and said, "When I passed by the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion two days ago, the gate of the Prince's Mansion was already closed. Your Highness may have left the capital. it's..."
"There are so many dudes in the capital..." Butcher Zheng sighed and murmured, "Why did His Highness leave..."
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In the Hibiscus Garden, Li Xuan hugged his youngest son and swayed from side to side, sighing in the same way, "Every time I just leave..."
Three small figures ran over from a distance, and a girl about five or six years old in the front hugged his arm and said, "Father, Father, I want to learn martial arts!"
Li Xuan nodded, and said: "Learn, learn, as long as your mother and queen agree, father and emperor will agree."
"The queen mother has agreed!" The little girl smiled and said, "I'm going to find Aunt Mingzhu..."
After she said something, she seemed to think of something, and murmured: "Aunt Mingzhu is not in the capital anymore..."
"Then I'll go find my little aunt... oh, my little aunt eloped with the son-in-law."
Li Xuan looked at him in surprise, and said, "Elope, who taught you?"
The little girl rolled her eyes and said, "Little aunt, my little aunt said that walking with someone you like is called elopement..."
After speaking, before Li Xuan could ask a question, she quickly ran away again.
Li Xuan shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He looked down at the sleeping child and whispered, "Ze'er, Ze'er, you must grow up quickly..."
In another part of the Hibiscus Garden, two girls were walking on the grass hand in hand, chatting about something with smiles on their faces.
Li Han was holding the kite string and following behind the two, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, but when he thought of something, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but bend down again, turning into a wry smile...
At the military academy, which started early, a group of young people wore thin clothes and climbed up and down in the mud. Old General Xue stood beside him, holding a long whip in his hand, and waving it from time to time. Then he handed the whip to Old General Ma beside him.
In a restaurant in Kyoto, Zeng Shichun, Liu Dayou, and Liu Yishou sat leaning against the window. At another window of the restaurant, a middle-aged man with gray hair drank by himself. Beside him, a burly man The woman singing in the restaurant giggled...
In a certain shop not far from the restaurant, a fat man with bruises on his face pointed at a few shop assistants, and said dissatisfiedly: "From now on, treat the guests as your wives and coax them. How do you coax a lady at home? guest… "
In a royal cemetery outside the city, a bearded young man wielded a hoe, struggling to clear the weeds around a solitary grave...
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Zhao Guo.
The imperial capital of the State of Zhao was besieged by the army of the State of Qi three days ago.
Ten miles away from the imperial capital.
Military tents stood up one after another. Although it was night, the lights in the tents were still brightly lit, and soldiers patrolled past from time to time.
The commander's tent in the center of the military tent was completely dark, and there was a coughing sound coming from an inconspicuous small tent somewhere.
In front of Zhao Yi was a map, on which a city was drawn, and several city gates were circled in red by him.
A general looked at him and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, Lord Yang has received news that Jing Guo's reinforcements will arrive within half a month."
Zhao Yi opened his mouth, but made no sound, and coughed more violently.
Someone looked at him and couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should rest earlier, we will discuss this matter tomorrow..."
Zhao Yi covered his mouth, and after coughing for a while, his breath slowly eased. He clenched his fists, waved his hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "I will give you my order, tomorrow..., attack the city tomorrow."
"Take orders!"
Several generals in the account said something loudly while half kneeling on the ground.
After everyone walked out of the big tent, Zhao Yi let go of his tightly clenched fists, staring blankly at the trace of blood on the palm of his hand...
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Wu country.
The night is deep, deep in the palace, somewhere in a deeper palace.
The crown symbolizing the emperor had been worn on the head for a long time, it was a bit heavy, Yang Liuqing was still not used to it, took it off, put it aside, and then reopened a booklet.
She flipped through it, saw that it was the same content as before, and threw it aside.
"If those people are still so ignorant, the old man will teach them the truth himself."
An old voice came from a corner of the hall.
Yang Liuqing shook her head and said, "Actually, what they said is not unreasonable."
The old man showed surprise on his face: "You..."
Yang Liuqing stood up, walked into the hall, and said: "No matter what, I will pass on the throne in the future. The next emperor of Wu Kingdom must also have Yang's blood..."
The old man was gloomy for a moment, and asked: "Among the people they proposed, is there someone you like?"
Yang Liuqing shook her head.
The old man lowered his head, thoughtful.
A figure appeared in his mind with a slightly angry expression: "You bastard, you were so active back then, where are you going now..."
"This dress is very nice."
A voice suddenly sounded in the hall.
Yang Wanli's hair stood on end, and his eyes suddenly looked in a certain direction.
The next moment, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the expression on his face became even more shocked, "You, you broke through..."
Yang Liuqing showed joy on her face, and hurried over: "Master..."