On the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month, the Tana people ushered in their own New Year’s Eve. Unlike the ice and snow in Daliang, the wind here is warm, but the rows of shops are covered with couplets and red lanterns, which can still make people feel happy. Feel a familiar taste of the year.
The carriage drove into Helan Fort, and the guards routinely checked Qiao Wei's token.
It would be a lie to say that he was not happy about finally being able to enter Helan Castle openly, after all, the few times he was rejected was not a pleasant experience.
After putting away the token, Qiao Wei straightened her clothes and got out of the carriage with Ji Mingxiu.
Qiao Wei decided to tell He Zhuo about the matter of the Senna Eagle. No matter what, the Senna Eagle was fainted in the territory of the Temple of the Holy Maiden. This matter must be related to the Temple of the Holy Maiden. The status of the Na tribe is outstanding, and even He Zhuo trusts them very much, but because of this, it is even more necessary to tell He Zhuo the truth.
Qiao Wei and Ji Mingxiu went to Hezhuo's bedroom, and heard the sound of two little guys running and frolicking from afar, and the two white legs rushed over. It is said that those little Xibei had been sent back to Biluo It's not Xue Rongrong's child at all. He just came here to perform with Xue Rongrong after training. Spit Xingzi drowned.
It is worth mentioning that Ha Zuo was found last night, but he was frightened in the valley for too long, and his whole body became a frightened bird. It must be a long time in the future, this Senna family's first All the warriors will have to spend in a nightmare of fear.
Thinking about it this way, I feel that this year is still quite popular.
The couple entered the garden, and the little bun rushed over sweating profusely: "Daddy! Mother!"
"Sweating so much?" Qiao Wei took out a handkerchief and wiped their foreheads, took off their coats, and they went to play wildly again.
The two walked towards He Zhuo, who was sitting by the pond. When they got closer, they found a quiet girl sitting on a large pineapple chair. On her face, her complexion was as white as jade, and the bangs in front of her forehead were combed up, revealing a smooth and full forehead, and a grain of cinnabar was dotted between her brows, which echoed her delicate red lips, making her even more delicate.
She sat there quietly, exuding a holy aura all over her body, even the bright moon in the sky was not as beautiful as her.
"This is..." Qiao Wei said.
He Zhuo looked at the two of them and smiled kindly: "Mingxiu and Xiaowei are back."
"Grandpa." Ji Mingxiu greeted him pleasantly.
He Zhuo's eyes fell on Qiao Wei's face, Qiao Wei pursed her lips: "Grandpa."
He Zhuo thought he had heard it wrong, so he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyebrows brightened, and he called the maid to move a stool, and let his granddaughter and grandson-in-law sit down. Then, he looked at the girl beside him, and said with a smile: "This is the holy female."
It turned out to be the legendary saint, no wonder she looks so extraordinary.
Qiao Wei greeted: "Saint."
The saint nodded slightly: "Little Dolma." Then she looked at Ji Mingxiu, "Young son-in-law."
"Saint." Ji Mingxiu greeted her in the usual tone.
"Is there something for the saint to come here today?" Qiao Wei asked.
He Zhuo said softly: "The saint came to celebrate the New Year with us."
"That's it." Qiao Wei was surprised, but she was quickly suppressed. After all, this is not a big beam, and there are differences in customs.
The saint said softly: "I came today, but I do have something to report to He Zhuo."
"What's the matter?" He Zhuo asked.
The saint said: "My maid found Master Senna in the back mountain of the Holy Maiden's Temple. He was unconscious for some reason, so I temporarily put him in the cabin. I will report to Hezhuo to see if he wants to notify Senna's family is going to pick them up."
He Zhuo frowned slightly: "Outsiders are not allowed to enter the back mountain of the Saintess Hall, why would he go there?"
The saint shook her head: "I don't know, he was already unconscious when I found him."
Qiao Wei squinted her eyes, did she guess wrong? Senna Eagle was not caught by the people of the Temple of the Virgin, but ran over and fainted by himself? How to explain that Senna Eagle met that guy during the day? He was fine at that time, why did he faint in the back mountain of the Holy Maiden Hall for no reason
Since he knows that the back mountain of the Saintess Hall is not to be ventured into, he should stay away... He has lived half his life, doesn't he even understand this truth
There are no more than two ways to enter the mountain behind the Temple of the Holy Maiden, one is to walk through the Temple of the Holy Maiden, but if you walk through the Temple of the Holy Maiden, the people in the Temple of the Holy Maiden should not be ignorant of it; the other is to walk through the valley She remembered that Mrs. Senna said that the Senna Eagle had strayed into the valley and was frightened fiercely, and never dared to try its edge after that. Therefore, the Senna Eagle should not take the initiative to choose this road.
Senna Eagle didn't faint in the back mountain by himself, the Temple of the Holy Maiden is definitely suspected!
Qiao Wei looked surprised: "Has Senna Eagle been to the Holy Maiden Hall? I saw him this morning?"
A hint of surprise flashed across the eyes of the saint: "He's back?"
Qiao Wei said: "Yes, I'm back, but I heard that I was exhausted, and passed out as soon as I got home."
The fact that she came back cannot be concealed, but how she came back depends on what she said.
"He left by himself?" The saint's face was a little confused.
Qiao Wei smiled: "Yeah, doesn't the saint know? I thought he had greeted the saint."
The saint shook her head gently: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, as long as others are fine."
Qiao Wei said calmly: "I heard that he once went to Yunshan Mountain. I don't know how he got there?"
The saint said with an innocent face: "He said he wanted to hunt a cloud mink, so he begged to enter Yunshan from the back mountain of the Holy Maiden Hall. I agree. As for this time... I don't know how he got in."
Qiao Wei smiled lightly and said: "It turns out that the back mountain of the Saintess Hall is connected to the Yunshan Mountain, so there must be more than one entrance to the cloud. Maybe he went hunting for the cloud mink again, but accidentally broke into the back mountain. Shan. Grandpa, since he broke in by mistake, please forgive him once."
He Zhuo Congshan said: "You all said it's not a big deal, so let's not pursue it."
Poor Senna Ying, who was knocked out in the back mountain, has to bear the crime of trespassing on the Holy Maiden's Temple. I have to say that the methods behind the scenes are really good, but now that she has aroused vigilance, she wants to see Look, what tricks the other party can play!
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It was the first time for He Zhuo to celebrate the new year with Qiao Wei. Afraid that Qiao Wei might not be used to it, he specially asked about the customs of the Central Plains. He asked people to find red paper, scissors and the four treasures of the study. The family sat in the warm garden and cut the window grilles. Write a couplet.
The words of the prime minister are hard to come by, with chic and elegant strokes, elegant body, delicate bones, floating like floating clouds, and astonishing as a dragon. After several couplets, it is hard to compare the couplets bought by Helanbao to black wood. Scum.
Qiao Zheng's calligraphy is also quite beautiful and sparse, clear and delicate.
After reading the words written by the two, He Zhuo silently sat down his own handwriting under his buttocks.
Jing Yun and Wang Shu have also written a lot. Jing Yun's handwriting is like a person, handsome and handsome, and Wang Shu has inherited Qiao Wei. What he writes is called a flying insect with a pen, or a caterpillar that is crooked.
Ji Mingxiu then held his daughter's hand and carefully wrote a couplet: Every year the courtyard is full of spring, every year the family is full of happiness, and the horizontal criticism-the family is full of happiness.
Wang Shu looked at his handwriting that suddenly became more beautiful, and was so excited that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.
After that, Wang Shu happily wrote several couplets. In the end, the maid came to sort out the couplets of several people, and found a few couplets that were folded in half, and asked Wang Shu, "Did you write this?" ?”
Wang Shu couldn't remember, but looking at the ugly words on the red paper, she scratched her head and said, "It should be written by me!"
Besides her, who else would write something so ugly
He Zhuo patted her shoulder very calmly: "Work hard."
On another table, Qiao Wei and the Holy Maiden cut the window grilles for a while. Qiao Wei's handwriting was hard to come by, but the window grilles were first-class and exquisite. What did they look like? I cut a few small pearls and cut them again. A few Dabai and Xiaobai, the Tana tribe has no zodiac signs, but Qiao Wei vaguely remembered that next year was the Year of the Goat, so she still cut a dozen lambs.
The saint's hand was also very clever, a few scissors went down, and three or five festive blessing characters came out.
"Have you cut it before?" Qiao Wei asked.
The saint put the cut blessing characters on the table: "I saw Zhuoma cut it before."
Just by looking at it, she is so powerful, and she was only at this level after more than 20 years of cutting in her previous life, tsk, she is really smart.
A few people pasted the couplets and window grilles, and the deserted bedroom instantly became a little more festive.
Standing in the yard, looking at the brightly red couplets on the porch, He Zhuo showed a satisfied expression, thought of something, and said to Qiao Wei and Ji Mingxiu: "Your mother has been to the Central Plains since then, and every New Year's Eve eats dumplings. , Grandpa will show you a hand today."
He Zhuo went to the dining room, half an hour later, the dining room was on fire, and He Zhuo rushed out with his almost scorched hair, and he swore that he never ran so fast when he was married.
It's time for the son-in-law to behave!
Qiao Zheng stepped forward, extinguished the fire in the dining room, washed the stove, chopped meat and seafood, and waited respectfully for the old man to try his knife again.
He Zhuo put on his hat (burned bald with a bunch of hair), and went back to the dining room.
This time, with Qiao Zheng's help, everything went very smoothly.
Another half an hour passed, and a pot of delicious beef dumplings and seafood dumplings came out of the oven. Ji Mingxiu and Jing Yun shared the beef, and the seafood went into the stomachs of Qiao Wei's mother and daughter and Qiao Zheng.
He Zhuo is a rare genius of the Tana tribe. There is nothing He Zhuo can’t do in this world, only things He Zhuo doesn’t want to do. So even though it’s his first time cooking, He Zhuo is very confident in his cooking skills .
However, after being abused by Senna Eagle and Mrs. Senna who "I have amazing cooking skills", everyone no longer has any expectations for the cooking skills of the Tana tribe. , only Qiao Zheng bravely picked up a dumpling and took a bite.
Qiao Wei stared at him blankly, waiting for him to pass out in the next second. Unexpectedly, he groaned and stuffed all the remaining dumplings into his mouth.
"How does it taste?" He Zhuo asked.
Qiao Zheng said with admiration: "It's much more delicious than mine. Is it really the first time for father to cook? Why is he so talented?"
He Zhuo had a serious face: "Don't flatter."
Light tone!
Ji Mingxiu also tasted one, and the taste was indeed palatable.
Qiao Wei was dubious, and determined to die, she ate a mouthful of her grandfather's dark food, but was greatly surprised. This dumpling tasted better than hers, but it was also rare and delicious.
The little bun and the saint also ate a few in turn. The dough was firm, the meat was tender, salty and light, and there was a hint of sweetness that seemed to be there. It was so refreshing that people could eat it.
Qiao Wei sighed while eating, grandpa's cooking skills are really good, finally there is someone from the Tana tribe who can cook!
In the dining room, several cleaning maids brought out another plate of steaming dumplings.
A maid asked: "Isn't it brought out? Why are there so many?"
Another maid said: "The outside is made by He Zhuo, this one is made by Master Qiao, come and taste it."
Several people tasted it, and the result was so unpalatable that they almost vomited!
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There are no fireworks in the Tana tribe, so Yan Feijue made some firecrackers, and the two little buns happily went to the garden to light them.
At night, the saint also stayed.
At this point, Qiao Wei realized that it was not because of any custom that the saint could stay in Helan Castle for the New Year, but because of He Zhuo's favor. Fort, like entering no one's land, earlier Qiao Wei thought she was too powerful.
The men went to the garden to set off firecrackers. Lady Qingyan took Qiao Wei to her own house. This is an independent house. He Lanqing lives in the upper room, and the guest room in the west room is where He Lanqing's companion originally lived. , now vacant.
Qiao Wei's house is the East Wing, which is the same as in the courtyard, and the two children live in the North Wing.
But the South Wing is the room with the best lighting, the largest area, and the most luxurious furnishings besides the upper room.
When passing by the South Chamber, Qiao Wei asked casually, "Why can't I live here?"
The Qingyan female official said awkwardly: "This is the house of the saint. At first, He Zhuo didn't know that Dolma had a child. He thought that this room was empty and it was empty, so he gave it to the saint."
He just gave it to the best of the world, it seems that her grandfather loves this holy girl in general.
"My grandfather loves the saint very much."
The female officer Qingyan laughed and said: "Zhuo Ma always makes He Zhuo angry, she is not as caring and filial as the saint."
Qiao Wei glanced at her and said, "No matter how unfilial my mother is, it's her own."
Qingyan female officer hurriedly said: "Little Dolma's words are very true."
Qiao Wei asked again: "Does the saint often live here?"
The female officer Qingyan said: "That's not true. The saint has to do a lot of homework every day, practice martial arts, chant scriptures, and meet with her tribe... She is not as leisurely as Dolma. She only comes to stay for one night during the holidays."
Qiao Wei said indifferently: "It's as if my mother is doing nothing all day long."
Lady Qingyan smiled and said, "That's not what Qingyan meant, it's just that the saint is really busy, so it's rare to come into the castle."
Her mother can't do anything, and then came a saint who can do everything. The saint is the embodiment of holiness and justice. One can imagine how much everyone hates her mother and how much they like the saint.
It can only be said that fortunately this saint is not her own. If she really came out of a mother's womb, what's the matter with her mother
Qiao Wei didn't pick the environment, and didn't mind that the saint lived in the house that should belong to her, but she just thought of the completely different attitude of the Qingyan lady when she mentioned her mother and the saint, and she held her breath for no reason.
Qiao Wei opened the box, took out the clothes of the family of four, and put them into the cabinet one by one.
Lady Qingyan sent snacks, melons and fruits, and high-quality rouge gouache.
Qiao Wei looked at the dazzling array of things on the table, her eyes moved, and asked, "Does the saint have any?"
The female officer Qingyan said: "The saintess's has already been delivered."
Qiao Wei snorted lightly, "She gets what I have?"
The female officer Qingyan was stunned for a moment, before she could speak, she heard Qiao Wei say: "What are you holding in your hand?"
"It's the Dragon Silk Clothes."
Qiao Wei had seen a lot of dragon gauze yarns in Feiyu Town. They said they were made by mermaids, but they were actually woven by ordinary fisher girls. The dragon gauze of the Tana tribe was much more beautiful than the dragon gauze of Flying Fish Town. It was thin, soft and colorful. It's so bright, it looks like a layer of clouds is wrapped around the body, shining brightly and movingly.
The female officer Qingyan couldn't move her eyes: "It's so beautiful."
Looking in the mirror, Qiao Wei also felt that she was bubblingly beautiful, so she didn't take off her clothes immediately, and went to the small garden in her dragon gown.
In the garden, Ji Mingxiu played chess with He Zhuo Zhizi, and Qiao Zheng poured tea and water for Master Taishan in a very doggy manner.
The firecrackers have been lit, and the little bun starts a new game. Shi Qi is flying around on the roof with Wang Shu in his arms. Feifei hung on Jingyun's lap, Dabai hugged Zhu'er's leg, Xiaobai hugged Dabai's leg...
Shi Qi flew around in the night with a long string of "beads", the scene was actually a bit funny.
The maids laughed.
Shiqifei flew up to the highest roof of Helan Castle, Xiaobai at the bottom was the first to hit the tiles, and then Dabai, Zhu'er, Jingyun, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, fell on the tiles like a hailstorm. Although it hurts to be hit on the tiles, it is worth it to be able to sit at such a high place and watch the stars!
The starry sky seems to be spread in front of my eyes, and I can pick one off when I reach out.
The five little ones stared fixedly, reluctant to blink.
I don't know how long I watched it, but Wang Shu was sleepy, his eyelids drooped twice, and after they were closed, they never opened again.
Shi Qi looked at the little girl in his arms, his eyes were as bright as a galaxy of light, he took out a small seashell bracelet made of red string from his wide sleeve, and put it on Wang Shurouhuhu's hand.
This bracelet was bought from the Gaoyue clan. The person who sold the bracelet said that if you put this bracelet on a girl, as long as she doesn't refuse, it means that it will be yours for the rest of your life.
Shi Qi looked at Wang Shu's sleeping face and nodded seriously, um, he didn't refuse.
At the back of the small courtyard is a row of rooms for maids. The woman sat quietly on the head of the bed. Yan Feijue put the medicine bowl on the table and said expressionlessly: "Your medicine!"
After all, turn around and leave.
"Brother Yan." The woman stopped him, "Can you... talk to me?"
Yan Fei said coldly: "What can I tell you?"
The woman choked up and said: "I know that I was the one who was sorry for you in the past. I shouldn't have betrayed you or everyone. No matter how much I apologize, it's useless. You won't forgive me easily... Lying on the hospital bed these two days, I think Many, I have been lonely for many years, and no one has ever treated me so well like you, if you give me another chance... even if I die... I will not do anything wrong to you. "
Yan Feijue's heart twitched: "What's the point of talking about this now?"
The woman gently grabbed his hand, her eyes filled with tears: "Brother Yan... are you willing to give me another chance? I don't want any power, fame, or wealth, I just want to be safe and sound." Live the next life steadily, whether it is farming in the mountains or keeping your name incognito...Brother Yan...don't you want to?"
Yan Feijue's throat slipped, "I don't understand what you are talking about!"
After finishing speaking, he took her hand away and rushed out of the room like fleeing.
Every year on the first day of the first lunar month of the Tana people, there will be a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven, presided over by a saint. The main purpose of the ceremony is to comfort the true god, thank the true god for the good weather, and pray for a good harvest in the coming year.
This ceremony was previously performed by priests. After the inheritance of priests was annihilated in the long river of history, they were replaced by successive saints.
The saint was wearing a cumbersome sacrificial robe and stood on the solemn altar. Outside the altar, the inner three floors and the outer three floors were all believers in the hall of the saint, and He Zhuo and the lords were naturally among them.
In addition to worshiping the gods today, there is also a very important ceremony, which is to accept Qiao Wei as the little Dolma of the Tana tribe in the name of the true god.
Qiao Wei asked Lady Qingyan if she was the only one like this, but the answer she got was that all members of the Tana tribe must be accepted by the true God, and they were taken to the Holy Maiden's Hall as soon as they were born to receive baptism and blessings.
Qiao Wei has a special status, so she can complete the ceremony at the altar without having to go to the Holy Maiden Hall.
Qiao Wei was looking forward to it outside the court. The saint on the court had completed the sacrifice ceremony, and the next was the blessing ceremony. After the blessing, it was her turn to be baptized.
Holding a long sword, the saint stepped on the wooden steps step by step, and stepped onto a one-foot-high platform. She held the sword in both hands, facing the sky, and gave a deep blessing. All the Tana people watched this scene devoutly, The right hand was attached to the left shoulder, motionless.
Qiao Wei's back was thick and itchy, and she wanted to scratch it, but as soon as she moved, the female officer Qingyan glared at her!
Qiao Wei gave up resentfully, what kind of baptism and ceremony are here, it's too troublesome!
The saint danced lightly on the not-so-large platform, with a magnificent momentum, like a fluttering green luan, showing her heroic posture in the sky, everyone's expressions became extremely pious, but just when everyone thought she would end smoothly Suddenly, the high platform under her feet collapsed, and she fell from the high platform like a kite with a broken string...